Autobot-Bre-Lightblast- thanxs!
Retrokill- I know, sorry bout that. Hope this chappie doesn't disappoint, then ;)
adelphe24- Lol, I understand your cravings and I feel bad for making you wait this long! But alas, another chapter is here so no worries, right?
SapphireSpark- yeah, I know...I really am excited for my favorite parts, but it doesn't come until later and I just have to push myself to write the plot until it gets there. I'm sure, you understand what I mean. That's why it takes so long for me to update, and they're typically somewhere between 1400-2000 words. My muse is getting better, so I'll try to make 'em longer.
XcaliforniandreamerX (this was PM'd to me)- why thank you so much for your lovely support!
Also, want to give a thanks to TF about the correction with Macey's optics, because I sure didn't catch that mistake, lol!
Also, make sure to stick around after the chapter towards the end. I've got somethin' important to announce. DUN, DUN, DUUUUUUN...SUH-SPENSE!
*slaps myself* Okay, just go ahead and read now...
Chapter 10: Memoir
~ Macey's POV~
We were under heavy laser fire as more drones kept approaching, Sunny had to take full cover while I ran over to Sideswipe, gently prying open his door to get to Becca. I scanned her, and let out a sigh of relief when the report came back that she wasn't harmed...just, very unconscious.
Sunstreaker let out a pained snarl, and my helm snapped to him as a more bulky Decepitcon managed to snag him in the lower part of his abdomen. The normal, shiny golden paint was charred, and the armor dent but luckily not seeping any energon. I took out the mini-blaster Sides gave me, placing Becca in a hidden corner, and began firing at his face. It worked, throwing the large Con off balance enough for Sunny to deliver a fatal blow. He managed to dissemble all the other drones, but from the heavy footsteps coming, and the sirens blaring over us, we knew that more was to come.
"I'll hold them off," Sunstreaker said quickly, reloading his gun, "You need to get Sides and Becca to safety."
I scoffed incredulously, "And leave you here to get slagged? I don't think so."
Sunstreaker rolled his bright blue optics, firing at a small Con running this way without even looking. The shot went right through the mech's helm, and I actually felt bad for the Cons to come. They hurt Sides and I, which means they were definitely going to feel Sunstreaker's wrath.
"Macey, I'm serious! Get out of here, Prime's on his way and Sides is leaking! They both need medical attention!" Another Con came running down the hall, and He fired to shots, both hitting exactly where the spark should be. The body crumpled to the ground right next to the other unlucky victims.
I stood my ground, "Would you stop trying to be Hercules and just listen to me! You can't hold them all off by yourself, they're gonna kill you before Boss Bot even rolls up! Forget avenging Sides and I, we need to run!"
"I never run." Sunstreaker growled, this time turning to fire a hole right through the next Con's helm.
"Oh for Primus sake, Sunstreaker!" I shouted exasperatedly.
There was a tiny groan, and my helm snapped back to Becca's little body, Her hands had moved to her head, massaging her temples softly. Her eyes then fluttered open, as she stared wide-eyed at me, fear constricting her features. I swooped her into my hand before she could try and run, but that didn't stop her from letting out her infamous-Rebecca-Anniston's-blood curling-screams.
Static filled my audio receptors, and I winced as it sent a throbbing ache to my processors. Thankfully, I managed to turn down the audio so that her scream wouldn't make me glitch. I gently moved my thumb over her mouth to muffle the ear-shattering screams. Becca's wide blue eyes stared back up at me, the pure terror in those cobalt eyes made my spark clench painfully in my chest.
She doesn't recognize me either...
Swallowing the sob I wanted to make, I stroked her back gently, in an effort to calm her down, but that only made her stiffened tot he point it felt like I was holding a surfboard instead of a human.
"P-p-please," She whimpered, her body shaking, "S-s-spare me."
My spark clenched again, "I'm not going to hurt you, I'm an Autobot."
It hurt even more when I saw the disbelief flash in her eyes. How could she not recognize me? How could she not believe me?
"If y-you really are an Autobot, then let me go." She said, her voice a little more firm.
"Becca, I-"
Suddenly, more sounds of gunshots filled the air, along with Optimus's baritone voice as he yelled, "Autobots, attack!"
"Backup's here!" I informed Sunstreaker.
~ Early that morning ~
"I should fragging weld you to the wall! I should reformat you into toaster! No, a vacuum cleaner so that you can clean every corner and crevice of this slagging Med bay! What in that glitched up, Primus chosen, processors of your told you it be a fragging fantastic idea to go to Con territory...alone! I shouldn't even be fixing you right now after that fragging stunt you pulled! I should leave you here, with a slagging gaping hole in your leg because you deserve it! You've been hanging around those damn Terror Twins too long, you're starting to catch their stupidity! Moronic, absolutely fatuous! I should hit you with this wrench so hard that Primus could damn feel it!" Ratchet ranted as he finished patching up the wound in my leg.
He had finished all of Sideswipe's more urgent repairs, and Jolt was monitoring him while Ratchet flipped his slag about my "stunt" I pulled. I glared at Jolt, and his poor attempts to cover up his snickers as Ratchet seethed about-
BANG!
"Ow!" I yelled as swift pain surged through my shoulder where Ratchet's wrench had connected.
"What was that for?" I whined, rubbing my dented shoulder.
"That's for not paying attention to me while I'm scolding you," Ratchet snapped, getting up from his stool beside my leg, "And I'm not fixing that dent!"
He muttered something in Cybertronian to Jolt, checking on Sideswipe one more time, before leaving the Med bay. Once Jolt was sure Rathcet was gone, he began laughing like there was no tomorrow, even to the point where he was bending down and slapping one knee.
"Oh laugh it up," I growled, folding my arms across my chassis and glaring holes into Jolt's helm, "But when I get this leg healed, you won't be laughing anymore."
"Sorry to laugh at your expense but," He paused as he guffawed again, "I have never seen Ratchet so worked up before! That stunt you pulled must've really fragged him off."
I snorted, "Oh yeah, it really grinded his gears."
"Grinded his gears..." Jolt repeated, shaking his head as he chuckled again.
Now starting to get annoyed, I decided to change the subject, "So where did the drama queen storm off to, anyway?"
"Get some medical energon from the stock vault." Jolt answered, scanning a stasis-induced Sideswipe before scribbling something down on his paper.
The Med bay was awkwardly quiet now. Sunstreaker had patrol, and Becca was resting in the human medical wing. Jolt seemed to not mind the silence as he continued cleaning energon-stained medical tools that Ratchet had previously used, but for me the silence was suffocating. I had to fill it.
"Hey Jolt," I said, getting his attention as he looked back up at me, "You never did tell me...who is that Indium bot you confused me with."
A sad look filled Jolt's optics, and I was about to tell him he didn't have to answer when he started talking, "Long ago, back on Cybertron, I used to grow up in a city called Pandite. It was most famous for the vast amount of cyrstals that grew there naturally. Well, that's just a 'fun fact'. Indium and I were close friends, ever since childhood, but as we grew into what you humans would call 'young adults', something became off with Indium.
One night she told me she had a vision, and in that vision...Primus was speaking to her." My optics widened, but I didn't say anything else. "She said that Primus told her about the destruction of Cybertron, caused between a feud of two factions. This was about three thousand years, in human terms, before the war broke out. So of course, it was very hard to believe her. She went around warning everyone about the end of Cybertron, the end of the Allspark, the end of life as we knew it." Jolt sighed sadly, "A lot of bots didn't like what Indium was prophesizing. They called her many things, a fraud, a liar, a lunatic...some even referred to her as a witch."
"Did you believe her?" I asked softly.
His optics turned even sadder, "Indium had a very special place in my spark, always had since we were sparklings. I had the rest of our lives planned out together, and when she suddenly started having visions...I got scared. I was scared for her, and I was scared for myself. I wanted to believe her, but at the same time, I wanted everything to just go back to the way it was. I tried to talk her out of it, tell her that maybe these 'visions' are just vivid dreams...that maybe they mean nothing at all. But she never gave up, she went from city to city, teaching anyone who would listen about her visions, and I followed her." He sighed, resting the cloth on the counter, " Until one day, I decided enough was enough. I was young and foolish, and at the time valued other bot's opinions than my friendships. I turned my back on Indium, I told her I was going to leave her if she didn't stop with her hallucinations. She cried, she begged me to stay...but I left. I left her there in Iacon, not only three orns later did Megatronous declare war on the high council and officials."
"In the end, Indium was right...and I, along with every other Cybertronian who mocked her in disbelief had paid the price. Cybertron had paid the price. I regret a lot of things I did back on Cybertron...but leaving Indium, when she needed me the most was my worst. I never saw her again." Jolt went back to cleaning his tools, and the silence continued once more.
My processors were racing. Why would Primus make me look like someone who prophesized the doom of Cybertron?
Guilt immediately sank into my spark at the look on Jolt's face. It must be hard for him, to see someone he cared about so deeply, and then be reminded of the mistakes he made, and how he can't even fix them. My spark lurched in my chest, and I frowned deeply. No one deserves to go through that...especially not Jolt. He was nice, and quiet, and very well-liked. Why on earth would Primus punish him by making me look like the one he loved?
The silence was interrupted by the whoosh of the doors, and Ratchet walking in, along with Sunstreaker behind him. They were arguing about something, which wasn't a surprise because they were always arguing about something.
"Medic, I told you I'm fine! The shot just barely grazed my protoform! All of this damage is cosmetic!" Sunstreaker growled.
"Does it look like I care? You can sit you aft down between your girlfriend and idiot twin, because you're not going anywhere until that is thoroughly checked out!" Ratchet yelled, and forced Sunstreaker on to the berth next to me. He switched the magnetic fields on, so he couldn't get off, which caused Sunstreaker to snarl some rather colorful words.
Ratchet called Jolt to come help him get some supplies, and Jolt followed him out of the Med Bay, leaving just an angry Sunstreaker and I.
"Seems like you've had a pleasant morning." I commented, grinning up at the fuming yellow twin.
"One of the best." He grumbled.
wow *wipes sweat off of forehead* I hope that turned out as good as I hoped with the background on Indium. She'll become pretty important to the story later on!
Now, as for my other announcement. In the foreseeable future (but not right now), I am going to be rewriting Unexpected. My writing was pretty sucky when I first started out, yeah I know, and I'm slowly getting better. Now before you sharpen your pitchforks, the original Unexpected will still be here. I am still going to write the sequel of the original.
The rewritten one will have nothing to do with the original one. It will just have the same characters in it. And it is not coming out until I have at least half the sequel done because I don't want to overwhelm myself...or anybody else.
That's all for now folks, hoped you like and please review!