Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Transformers characters in the TFP series, nor do I claim ownership of any kind towards anything trademarked. This story is just for fun, and isn't connected towards the true lore behind the franchise. The only things I own are the OCs.
An Update note: Whoo whoop~ Chapter 10! Oh yeah! I'm just so happy that I was able to write this chapter! and the story is FAR from over... yeah! I hope you guys like the new cover! Isn't it the kooliest! So other than that... I've got something very important to address, I won't be posting in a while, not because I'm lazy, but I'm gonna be typing all the other ,chapters up to 15, and I'm hoping my plan works. This is how it's gonna go: So my game plan is, I'm gonna type up all the chapters up to 15, in google docs, don't care about the editing, then once I'm done with the those chapters, I'm gonna start editing them, and post the finished chapters. Sounds good? I hope so. But that's all I have to say about that. Enjoy chapter 10!
Chapter 10: Blame
The familiar sound of a rotary buffer, can be heard echoing through the corridors of the Nemesis. It seemed that Megatron had extended the off hours for Power down, instead of the average 8, it was extended to over 12. Inside the med bay, Knock-out was adoring his clean finish, he was stunned on how well Knightwave made his finish glow, all it took was 3 long hours of buffing and polish.
"I haven't been this exquisite is weeks! My polish is so dazzling!", the red mech gawked.
"Glad I could help with your finish, now what would you like me to do about your faceplate, it seems a bit cracked from-?", Knightwave asked.
"My faceplate? What's wrong with my face?!", Knock-Out gasped, looking at his own reflecting through the blacked out windows on his forearms.
"By the Allspark! Get the sealant! Get the paint!", Knock-Out screamed, noticing the cracks on his faceplate.
The purple seeker watched, as the red mech ran around the med bay, in search for the supplies he required to fix something that'll he'll never be able to conceal.
{Now look what you've done…}, Tap-Out sighed.
"What don't blame me, I was just pointing out the obvious.", Knightwave snickered to himself.
{At least let me fix his face, I did happen to learn a few things about cosmetics, back during medical training.}, Tap-Out explained.
"Alright, same here, but he's your brother.", Knightwave shrugged, giving Tap-Out control of their shared form.
Knock-Out who was too preoccupied, and didn't even notice Tap-Out transforming behind him. The red femme, knew exactly what she was looking for, and found everything she needed to fix Knock-Out's appearance, right on top of the table in front of her. This reminded her of the good old days, back when she and her brother were just younglings, Knock-Out would lose everything, only for her to find the missing item in the most obvious of places. With a slow shake of her helm, Tap-Out walked over to her frantic brother, and put a servo on his shoulder.
"Would you stop acting like a drama queen, come on, I found the stuff you need.", Tap-Out grinned, gazing at her brother's smiling faceplate.
"Where would I be without you?", Knock-Out asked.
"I don't know… Velocitron?", Tap-Out laughed, walking back towards the medical station.
"Oh boy, I wish. I heard, before the place went to scrap, it was thriving with fast bots, and beautify designed alt modes, with stunning finishes. My kind of planet.", Knock-Out chimed, imaging the vast deserts, and gleaming paint jobs.
{I've been there, isn't all that. Just imagine a whole planet, where the whole population is nothing but Knock-Out. I can hear them complaining right now… 'Oh my finish! This blasted desert is causing my paint to peel, ahhhh!'. A bunch of narcissistic dirtkissers if you ask me.}, Knightwave implied, causing Tap-Out burst into laughter.
Knock-Out raised an optic ridge at his laughing sister, was it something he said? Or was it something that purple seeker said? Knock-Out didn't know the reason for her laughter, but he wanted to find out. Walking over towards the medical station, Knock-Out stopped in front of his smiling sister, her faceplate glowing a light red.
"What's so funny?", He asked.
"Pfff oh you know, I'm just happy that I could be your cosmetologist today.", Tap-Out proclaimed, trying to keep herself from laughing.
Nodding suspiciously, Knock-Out laid down on the berth, and adjusted it's angle so his sister could work. The red femme, picked up the canister of sealant, and with a flat knife she started to apply the silicon based substance on her brother's faceplate.
"So regarding what Knightwave told me on the walk here… are you sure Lord Megatron will accept your offer?", the red mech asked.
"If your master is as smart as he is reckless, he won't be able to refuse these coordinates, unless he wants the Autobots to beat him to the Iacon relics.", Tap-Out implied.
"These relics… we've discovered a few in the past, but these you recently pinpointed, what do they do exactly?", Knock-Out questioned, while his sister began to burnish his faceplate, rubbing in the sealant until it was smooth.
"Alpha Trion sent these relics to Earth, but I for one have no idea which relics they may be. They vary from different designs, both Autobot and Decepticon respectively. The only way to find out which relics they are, is by finding them.", Tap-Out explained, grabbing an airbrush, and filling it with white paint.
"I have another question, what did you mean by 'unless he wants the Autobots to beat him'? You didn't happen, to send said coordinates to the Autobots? That'll be treason.", Knock-Out remarked, closing his optics, while his sister sprayed the paint on his faceplate.
"It's just an insurance measure, that's all. Nothing that should concern you.", the red femme stated, finishing up the patch work.
"I trust you on this one, but if anything were to happen, I'll pin the blame on you Knightwave.", Knock-Out sneered, gazing into Tap-Out's violet optics, as if staring straight at the purple seeker.
{I can't figure out who's more frightening, Megatron or your brother…}, Knightwave commented.
"Don't over complicate things, besides Knightwave wasn't the one who suggested this plan, I did.", Tap-Out explained, "I cracked the codes, and I came up with the plan, Knightwave just encouraged me to proceed, so he could work without having to worry about having a target painted on his back.", the red femme implied.
"As witty as always, but not all your plans ended well… I could recall a few failed plans of yours, that landed us, presumably me, in trouble.", Knock-Out specified, making the red femme glow with embarrassment.
"Hey it isn't my fault that you're horrible at taking orders…", Tap-Out pouted, looking away from her brother.
"Don't use that excuse on me, you knew the risks, and you knew that our creators where strict.", Knock-Out accused, stepping off of the berth.
"Yeah but we were younglings, I wasn't expecting them to react the way they did. Besides, life lesson learned right?", Tap-Out shrugged.
{I've got no clue, of what you two are talking about, but by Primus you two fight a lot…}, Knightwave sighed, wishing that he could ignore the red sibling's conversation, bit it was too interesting.
"What are you blabbering about? I was the one who learned the life lessons, while you got off easy with a slap on the wrist.", the red mech remarked, crossing his arms.
Tap-Out looked at her younger brother, Knightwave was right, they do fight a lot, they were fighting the moment Knock-Out found out she was alive, and even before then. Siblings should not be bonded by conflict, but rather the love they share between another, however Tap-Out knew that the past still affected the present. The red femme had no choice, she had to accept who her brother is, and always will be, a Decepticon.
However before Tap-Out could say anything, the double doors to the med bay opened, revealing that of Dreadwing. The blue seeker didn't look amused at all, his golden faceplate said it all, he was upset for whatever reason. His red optics glared at the two red siblings, as he raised an optic ridge at the sight.
"I apologize for my intrusion, but Lord Megatron demands both of you to report to the bridge.", Dreadwing announced.
"Couldn't he have called? There's a monitor right here.", Knock-Out stated, in an annoyed tone.
"He ordered me to retrieve you myself, unless you'd like to disobey our master's direct orders?", Dreadwing asked, a slight growl to his voice.
"No I wouldn't want to do that, my finish has already suffered enough.", Knock-Out sighed, walking over towards the exit, waving at his sister to follow.
"So this is your old sibling?", Dreadwing asked, as the red femme approached the doors.
Tap-Out stopped in front of the blue seeker, she looked up with a small smile on her faceplate, as her violet optics peered into his red ones, "I understand that you are the loyal and traditional type of mech. I hope that my presence doesn't cause you too much discomfort, I am aware of my faults, and I do not blame you if you see me as a disgrace.", the red femme bowed her helm, in respect for the SIC.
Dreadwing was surprised on how respectful this femme was, compared to her brother, it was uncanny to him on how she understands his beliefs. With a small smile, that nobody thought this blue seeker was capable of, Dreadwing bowed his helm in response to Tap-Out's kind words. Knock-Out however, rolled his optics at the sight, to him his sister's way of showing respect, was down right annoying.
"We better no keep our master waiting.", Knock-Out implied, walking ahead of the trio.
{You're brother seems to be embarrassed by you.}, Knightwave stated.
"Now what gave you that idea?", Tap-Out whispered.
{Oh just the body language, and optic rolls. A clear indication of embarrassment.}, Knightwave pointed out.
"I was being sarcastic.", she responded.
{I figured much, but you're the one who's nervous.}, Knightwave remarked.
"Of course I'm nervous, Knock-Out was right about my plans tending to fail, what if Megatron doesn't take our offering, or worse he takes it and then deactivates us?!", Tap-Out stressed, trying to keep her voice down.
{Calm down, you're stressing over nothing. This plan of yours will not fail, I believe in you.}, Knightwave comforted, using his soothing voice to calm the red femme down.
"Thank you…", Tap-Out sighed.
With a healed confidence, Tap-Out casually followed her brother, and Dreadwing towards the bridge. The red femme triple changer, played out how she ,and Knightwave would explain their fusion, and why they both are more valuable online than offline. Hopefully after the conversation, Knightwave will be able to repair Breakdown, and separate their sparks. Without a single doubt on her mind, the group made it to the double automatic doors of the bridge.
{Meanwhile- Autobot base}
The Autobot base held a seldom feel, there was light chatter between the remaining team of Cybertronians, and the same with the only humans present. June and Agent Fowler were conversing, while sitting down around a table, while Jack and Raf sat down on the couch, with the TV set to low. Bumblebee and Arcee were slumped against a wall, while Ratchet and Optimus talked about what to do, since Bulkhead wasn't around anymore.
Jack sat with his knees to his chest, thinking about what's going through Miko's mind, she's been outside for the past 3 hours, and it's starting to get late. The young teen didn't know what to do, Team Prime was down one member, and the only one who could possibly fill his shoes is Wheeljack, but he's never around. All this thinking about Miko made him wonder, what would happen if Arcee or Bumblebee died? Would Team Prime be able to stop the Decepticons, or will all hope be lost?
Then, cutting off his thinking, Miko threw herself in between Jack and Raf, folding her arms, and pouting her lips. She didn't look so good, her eyes were red, and her face was pale, as if she was crying a lot, and Jack couldn't blame her. The young Asian girl, looked off into the distance, her eyebrows tilted on her forehead, giving her an hate filled scowl.
"Miko? Are you ok?", Raf asked, concerned.
"I'm doing good Raf, never better.", Miko huffed, getting off her seat, her tone filled with anger.
"Are you sure? You're looking a bit sick?", Jack questioned, looking at Miko's sweating face.
"I said I'm f-", Miko began to cough violently, grabbing her chest, as she tried to stop.
Hearing the young teen's hoarse cough, June got up from the her conversation, and ran over to Miko's side, "Miko are you alright!?", June asked, holding Miko in her arms.
However, Miko couldn't speak, she was out of breath and exhausted. Feeling her forehead, June could tell that Miko was having a fever, and waved Agent Fowler over.
"Miko needs medical attention, in my car I have an emergency medical kit with supplies that could calm her fever.", June explained, Jack and Raf got off the couch, so could lay Miko down.
Optimus noticing the incident, put a pause to his conversation with Ratchet, and walked over towards the humans. Optimus' sudden movement, caught Arcee and Bumblebee's attention, and they too got up from the floor and walked over towards Miko.
"What seems to be the issue?", Optimus asked.
"I think Miko is suffering from Heat exhaustion, she must've been outside for too long.", June explained.
"Not to mention that it's nearing summer, the temperature outside must be at least 95 degrees.", Raf spoke up, his comment made June nod her head.
"Is there anything we can do to help?", Arcee asked.
"A cooler environment, and water.", June implied, when Agent Fowler ran up to her with a medical kit.
"Will she be alright? Do we need to take her to the hospital?", Fowler questioned, sounding out of breath.
"If her condition worsens, but she seems stable.", June addressed, pulling out a cold compress, wrapping it in a wet cloth, and using it to cool off Miko's flushed face.
Jack who was feeling rather shaken, waved Arcee over to him, as he walked over to the far end of the base, "What's the matter partner?", Arcee whispered.
"It's about Miko… what's going to happen to her, since Bulkhead can't be her guardian anymore?", Jack asked.
"I can't definitely answer that question Jack. My best guess is that Optimus will give one of us double duty, and I know that it ain't me.", Arcee replied.
"But what about the Decepticons? Team Prime is down one member, and how do you expect to beat them, if they outnumber us like 50 to 1?", Jack questioned, his dark brown eyes pleading for answers.
Arcee's blue and pink optics began to swell, looking over to the side, Jack knew that she too had her doubts. The Decepticons had a warship, superior technology, and a small armada big enough to pose as a major threat, the Autobots however were small, and broken. This past year they already lost 2 members, they were close friends, and most of all they were family, now they are barely a team. Nonetheless, sulking won't end this conflict, also it wouldn't do any good if they gave up, and Arcee will make sure they don't.
"The odds may be in their favor, but if there's a will, there's a way.", Arcee exclaimed, with pride in her voice, "And don't forget that Jack.", Arcee made known, causing Jack to smile.
Walking back towards the others, the green monitor screen began to flash with seemed to be a encrypted message. Ratchet who was already near the console, walked over to it, and began to analyze the unexpected surprise.
"Ratchet, what does this message transcribe?", Optimus asked, looking up at the display screen.
"It's four sets of coordinates… sent to us by a Decepticon private server...could they be…", Ratchet paused, noticing that the coordinates are random locations on Earth.
"They are the decoded locations of four Iacon relics, located here on Earth.", Optimus announced, making everyone in the base look up at the screens.
"Optimus there is also an audio file, embedded in the message.", Ratchet pointed out, resulting in Optimus nodding at the old doctor, giving him the notion to play the message.
The message started off with a lot of feedback, but after a few adjustments the audio message began.
[Greetings Autobots, I know this may be an unexpected surprise, but we desire your assistance in taking down the Decepticons. My name is Knightwave, me and my compeer Tap-Out wish to aid you in stopping Megatron. We hope that these coordinates give you an edge in weaponry, please make haste in gathering the relics, for we are unable to keep these locations secret for long. Thanks for fighting for what's right.]
"Could be a trick.", Arcee announced.
"No this isn't a trick, that mech mentioned Tap-Out, and of she's involved there is no doubt in my mind, that she's behind this. She was excellent at decrypting codes, back during the war she saved my aft when we were locked in a secure vault, and by secure I mean if you get one code wrong, you're deactivated.", Ratchet stated, remembering Tap-Out, and all the adventures they've been on.
*Bweiiii zoooo dididididoeeeedoooii? Bweeezzzz liiiizzziiooooo dedeioioilooo.*, Bumblebee buzzed, catching Raf's attention.
"Our young scout has a point, old friend.", Optimus agreed, staring at the shocked doctor.
Jack walked up next to Raf, staring at Ratchet whose faceplate held a saddened look, even his blue optics were that of sorrow, "What did Bee say, Raf?", Jack whispered.
"He said that Tap-Out is gone, she died during a battle, and that there is no way she can be online.", Raf whispered back in response.
Ratchet took a deep vent, turned around, and faced Optimus, "You're right… but you forgot something very important.", Ratchet implied, turning back around towards the console, "This mech who calls himself Knightwave, I've found a his file while looking through the Harbinger's database.", Ratchet informed, typing in something.
"Knightwave was apart of the Decepticon Royal Flyers, who was deactivated long before many of the major conflicts.", the old doctor informed, typing on the console.
"Explain?", Optimus asked.
"During a storm on a Decepticon outpost, I was apart of the group who took them out.", Ratchet exposed, "And thanks to the database Starscream provided, I am certain that Knightwave was in fact deactivated, prior to the squad's demise.", Ratchet informed.
"So that's what you were up to last night? Analyzing the files in the database?", Arcee asked.
"There isn't much to do around here, and reading up on top secret Decepticon files, sounded interesting.", Ratchet responded, pulling up an the purple seeker's file, and comparing to to the other flyers.
Knightwave's file, compared to the other Royals, held little to no information regarding his work history, nor did it yield any information about who he was. The file only had his name, rank and status, nothing more.
"That's odd, normally Decepticons are keen on having up to date files, regarding their pawns.", Arcee mentioned.
"Exactly! This file was clearly tampered with, it's as if the Decepticons are trying to hide something.", Ratchet acknowledged.
*bweeeiiii dididiodoedededede zviiissssidididoio?", Bumblebee buzzed.
"Maybe to appease those who knew him, because trying to erase a bot from existence, isn't as easy as it sounds.", Ratchet explained briefly, to the young scout.
"What do you make of this Optimus?", Arcee asked the prime.
Optimus looked at the file and back at his team members, if what Ratchet says is true then, there is something bigger is happening, something that cannot be denied. Nonetheless, this clears the air regarding the coordinates to the relics, making them seem more legitimate, than a trickery. However, Optimus trusted his friend, and if Ratchet believes that these coordinates are real, then they should investigate immediately.
"Ratchet,", the Prime paused, "Fire up the ground bridge to the first set of coordinates, and Autobots prepare to roll out!", Optimus announced.
"Thank you Optimus.", Ratchet thanked.
"We're a team, and we work as a team, thus we mustn't doubt each other. I believe in you, old friend, and for that we will go by your judgment.", Optimus implied, giving a small smile.
Arcee wasn't at all surprise by the outcome, Ratchet and Optimus have been working together for eons, and their friendship holds a strong bond. However something was gnawing on her mind, the fact that this Knightwave and Tap-Out were both presumed dead, and now they're using Iacon coordinates from the offline bots. Either this is an elaborate trick, devised by the 'Cons, or it was really real. Nonetheless, Arcee had to follow the orders given to her, and she was ready to find out the outcome, good or bad.
After a good 5 minutes, Arcee walked over towards Ratchet, who was having a brief talk with Optimus, before he walked over towards the display screen, "Hey Ratchet, where to?", the blue femme asked.
"I've been thinking, maybe we should team up in groups of two, Rafael can be left in charge of the groundbridge, while you and Bumblebee go to New York, along with Optimus and I go to Antarctica.", Ratchet implied, Raf giving a sleepy thumbs up, before placing his head down on the computer table, and dozing off.
"That sounds like a stable plan, if Raf is done with his nap,", Arcee smiled at the sleeping kid, "Was that you were talking about to Optimus?", Arcee asked.
"Indeed, we'll depart after you and Bumblebee go about your mission.", Ratchet respond.
"Alright, no wasting time right? Come on Bee, lets go.", Arcee waved, walking towards the Groundbridge.
Optimus walked over towards the yellow mech, and blue femme, "Make sure to be discreet, the location of the relic is difficult, due to it being underground,in a densely populated area.", the Prime advised.
"We'll make sure not to cause a scene.", Arcee stated, before Jack running up to the blue femme.
"Arcee this is New York, you're being bridged to. At least let me tag along, I could help you with discovering the relic." Jack remarked, even though he has never been to a large city before.
"I don't know Jack…" Arcee looked at Optimus.
"There are networks of subway tunnels below the city, not to mention that New York has more than 8 million people. The odds of being spotted by at least one of them are pretty high, even if headed underground.", Jack informed.
"Where are you going with this?", Arcee asked.
"You're gonna need a face man, someone who can speak on your behalf, a human who can run interference if your cover gets blown.", Jack implied, while Agent Fowler and June walked over towards the young teen.
"Jackson Darby, what on Earth do you think you're doing?", June demanded, putting her hands on her hips.
"Mom! I was just asking Arcee if I could go with her and Bee to New York.", Jack exclaimed.
"I don't think so, young man, what makes you think you know you're way around a big city, like that? We've never even been outside of Jasper.", his mom pointed out.
"But I've been to Cybertron…", Jack mentioned, only to be shot down by Agent Fowler.
"She right son, big cities isn't quite your forte, and Cybertron is a whole other story.", Agent Fowler added.
"Aw come on guys I just wanted to help.", Jack sighed.
"You can help, by helping us watch over Miko.", June remarked.
"Besides the there's only a few things you two need to know,", Fowler announced, walking over towards Arcee and Bumblebee, "One: watch out of the third rail, or you'll be toast, and Two: look for construction sites as an entry.", Fowler directed, as Arcee and Bumblebee nodded their helms.
"Good now that we have this settled,you two can depart on your mission.", Ratchet stated, rather impatient.
The duo of Autobots both transformed, into their respected alt modes, as the ground bridge opened. Arcee activated her holoform image and turned its head towards Jack, "Sorry Jack, maybe next time.", the blue motorcycle apologized, before driving off into the portal, followed by Bumblebee.
Jack stared upset as the portal closed, only to turn around to see Miko standing up with her arms crossed.
"Good work Mr.'I never left Jasper, Nevada'.", Miko teased.
{Meanwhile- The Harbinger}
Starscream had recently returned from an energon mine, with a few cubes in hand. Thankfully the Harbinger's network was still linked to that of the Nemesis, giving him full access to their database. However, Starscream had another database that he was waiting to look into, after his visit with the Autobots, he made sure that he'll have surveillance on both sides. The device he gave them was a two way port, thus plugging it into any computer, instantly connected him to their a neutral had so many perks, it made the silver seeker shudder with glee, he has the advantage for once. Looking at the database, he found something very interesting, something that made an evil smile appear across his faceplate.
"So the Autobots are in possession of the coordinates to four Iacon relics, might as well try and beat them to them.", Starscream exclaimed, to himself.
Grabbing a ground bridge remote, he punched in one of the coordinates, and prepared himself for what awaits. Flying through the portal, Starscream noticed that the area was that of a desert, there were no humans around, so he transformed back into his mech mode, and started following the coordinates.
"If these coordinates are correct, then the relic should be... ah! There.", the silver seeker smiled, transforming to his jet alt mode, and flying over to an arched cliff side.
Transforming midair, and landing on his struts, the silver seeker walked up to the location of the unknown relic. Looking down Starscream figured that over the course of time, the relic was covered up by dust and sand, becoming buried under the surface. Smiling devilishly, the seeker took a few steps back, transforming his right arm into a blaster, and shot the ground.
"Well, well, well what do we have here?", Starscream chuckled, peering down at the small crater he made.
Reaching into the small crater, the silver seeker pulled out a strange looking device, it's overall shape and design appeared to be that of Decepticon engineering. Giving a maniacal laugh, Starscream already had a hunch, just by pure observation, what this relic was. Grinning, the neutral seeker placed the device on his left arm, and just as he predicted it latched itself onto his forearm, and emitted a low buzz, indicating that it was still operational.
"The Resonance Blaster.", the seeker sneered, "What kind of unthinkable chaos, could I possibly cause with this?!, he asked himself, while sending off a wave of sound, that destroyed a mountain side.
Laughing even louder, "With this kind of power, all of these relics are as good as mine!", Starscream exclaimed, pulling out his groundbridge remote, and looking at the next set of coordinates.
However, just before he could open up a bridge, the seeker put away the remote, "What's the use of using a bridge, when you have wings like these?", he remarked, feeling a bit proud that he has the ability to fly again.
Then, the silver seeker ran and jumped off the arched cliff, but before he could touch the ground, he swiftly transformed, and took to the skies, his next destination Antarctica.
{Meanwhile- The Nemesis}
The bridge was buzzing with activity, Megatron's extension to the off hours increased productivity, and Soundwave was doing his best to decrypt Iacon codes. The gunmetal leader, stared off into the distance, his red optics not focusing on anything in particular, he was just lost in thought.
"You rang, my liege?", Knock-Out chimed, waltzing into the room, as soon as the door opened, Dreadwing and Tap-Out following behind.
"Ah yes Knock-Out, I was given word of you sister's recovery, Tap-Out I presume?", Megatron remarked, looking at the red femme with a raised optic ridge.
"Let me guess, Dreadwing told you?", the red mech scoffed, looking up at the blue seeker.
"He is my second in command, unless you forgot your place aboard this ship.", Megatron sneered.
Deadpanning at Dreadwing, who approached the two mechs, Knock-Out looked up at the golden stern face of the SIC, mumbling a few curses to himself.
"Well?", Megatron scowled, glaring at the red doctor.
"No my liege, I haven't forgot my place aboard this ship, I am the only one with medical knowledge present.", Knock-Out grumbled, feeling rather annoyed.
"As it so happens, you aren't the only one with medical knowledge aboard this ship, for your sister is now among our ranks.", Megatron pointed towards Tap-Out, who then approached the leader of the Decepticons.
{This is the part, where you kneel.}, Knightwave instructed.
Getting down on one knee, Tap-Out kneeled before the gunmetal warlord, gaining an evil grin from him in response, "How interesting, as I last recall, you were an Autobot. Now you kneel before me as a Decepticon.", Megatron proclaimed, looking down at the red femme.
Knock-Out rolling his optics, looked over to the side, with a small pout on his faceplate. Megatron noticing Knock-Out's particular behavior, gave another grin, sibling rivalry was something he knew all too well, not that he had a sibling himself. Nonetheless, he bared witness to only one rivalry before, and he had to admit, it ended on a high note.
"Raise up Tap-Out, and tell me your strengths, and how you'll use them to aid in the Decepticon cause.", Megatron exclaimed.
Standing up on her pedes, Tap-Out had some mixed feeling about her plan, there were many ways that it could backfire, but there were also many ways it could work. Knightwave had faith in her, and she could feel that he too had his doubts, but she also could feel that he was hopeful. All she had to do now was stand tall, and take the bull by the horns.
"Actually Lord Megatron, I've got a proposition for you.", Tap-Out began, causing every bot in the room to stop working, even Megatron stopped in his tracks, "I am not too keen on joining you're side, but I need your resources to aid me and my friend, with our project, that I know you are familiar with, but we need to make sure that-", Suddenly Tap-Out transformed into that of Knightwave.
"You let us both live freely aboard this vessel, and I'll give you the coordinates to four Iacon relics, and you better act fast, for those blasted Autobots should already be looking for them, as we speak.", the purple triple changer smirked, black visor gazing at Megatron.
"So you're Rigor Mortis? I've never meet you in face to face.", Megatron sneered, gazing into the void of Knightwave's visor.
"So what will it be?", Knightwave questioned, glaring into the burning red optics of Megatron.
"This however, will be the last time I will allow you to stand before me!", Megatron growled, "Soundwave.", he yelled, only to get no response from the silent mech.
Knightwave rotated his helm, looking behind his shoulder, he caught a glimpse of Soundwave, whose frame was frozen. Megatron glared at his most loyal comrade, his optics glowing a hot red at the still form of the communications chief.
"Looks like Soundwave broke a gasket. Oh well, I guess you won't be needing these coordinates.", he remarked, smirking under his visor.
"Dreadwing!", Megatron snapped, only to get no response from him either.
"Knock-Out!", Megatron yelled, but yet again no response.
It was as if the whole ship went still, no bot on that ship dared to move. That unsuspected surprise was something no one has ever seen before, two different Cybertronians in one, one mech, one femme.
"Who do you think you are!", Megatron threatened, aiming his cannon at purple mech.
"Knightwave.", he smirked, causing Megatron's Optics to widen.
End of Chapter Notes: So what did you guys think? Was it good? was it bad? Or was it just plain old interesting? Chapter 10... well it isn't as long as Ch7, but this chapter was just as interesting. This chapter took me a while to type, because of that pencil issue, in the original writing. I still can't believe that my notebook got a smeared! But no worries, there is nothing I can't deal with! I'll give it all my determination to type up all the other chapter, for your entertainment! Thanks for reading, and I'll be posting the next chapter soon! So have an amazing summer,(if it's summer where you live), and please tell me what you think!