Title: Autobike's Community Service-Angels and Demons
Genre: Friendship, Romance
Rating: T for some strong language, some gang violence, very little drug use, hard core racing stunts, and some sexual reference
Summary: The Autobot Bikes go to Arizona to deal with illegal street racing and become involved in so much more than they expected.
~Chapter Ten~
Show Time At The Rumble
Songs Best Used:
Just A Dream-Carrie Underwood
My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark-Fall Out (Light Em Up; 2 Chainz version)
Things were taking a turn for the worse and it was time to put an end to it. Everyone knew that. The Dark Angels knew it. The Savage Demons knew it. The Autobots and Knockout knew it.
Still, the biggest question was, how to end it with lives being lost?
When Chromia recieved word from Cliffjumper of what Duke's decision was to settle the score with the Angels, it took every ounce of will for her not to just race over to the Demons' hangout, transform ad scream into Duke's face. She knew they needed to play it smart. And it didn't help to hear from Moonracer of what Vince's decision had been.
And to do that, they needed to find out who was really respincible for Deek Ferreira's beatings.
Together, Chromia and Flare-Up went back to that highway over pass, where the beatings had taken place. It was the same place where she and her fellow three Autobots had revealed their selves to Twitch and Joe.
Looki g around the area, Chromia remained grim. She looked at the police caution tape surrounding the area and the blood splatters on the pavement where Deek and the other, Rich had laid. She saw bits and pieces of metal here and there. Scraps against the pavement.
Something definitely went down there. And it hadn't been pretty.
"What are you thinking, Chromia?" Flare-Up asked from where her holoform was sitting on her real body. She was watching the trigger happy femme looking around entire scene, trying to piece together what had happened.
Chromia slowly shook her head as she looked around before moving to a vacant spot where some metal was still lying. "This was where Joe left her bike last night." She said in a far away tone before looking over at another spot. "There. There is tire treads and paint chips. The paint is dark green. I am guessing that was Deek's bike. He and the other human must have come here together with the intention of one riding Joe's bike back home."
There was a moment's pause as Chromia looked around, warily. She could almost picture it all in het head, like a flash back. She saw what was happening through her processor of thinking.
"Deek Ferreira must have gottenoff his bike and moved over to where Joe's bike had been." Chromia sad frowning before turning her human eyes over to across the road to see llight tire marks. She pointed over to them. "Someone in a car slammed on their brakes. Someone approached Deek and his friend in a car." She moved over to the tire marks and bent down to one knee. She frowning at the tire marks.
They were like zig zags patterns. So many tires could have been like that. It was not a relative science when trying to figure out what belonged to these markings. There were probably millions of cars that the tires could have been.
But luckily for them, Chromia and Flare-Up had access to high technology, due to what they were.
Chromia eyed the tire marks, scanning them in rapid movement and started going through a fast, but long list of what vehicles the tires were compatible with. She wasn't Hound, that was for sure. She knew if he was there, he would have the information in no time flat. But then again, being a sparkmate of the Autobot Weapons Specialist and being an Autobot Valkyrie was no problem either.
For something like this, Chromia had been programmed and trained for tracking like this.
And a match came up on the list.
"It was a truck. Possibly a small truck." Chromia said immediately before looming around with narrowed eyes. "Whoever was in the truck got out and approached Deek. A fight must have broke out. I am thinking that it was more than one. But how many and who?" She asked almost to herself.
Flare-Up frowned looking around before eyeing the blood splatters. "So...whoever did it attacked Deek and Rich. Beat them to the Pits. Probably killed Rich. But with what..." she started before her eyes fell on something away from the road. She immediately hopped off her real form and hurried to the dirt and rocky area from beneath the highway. She joggedover and found what looked like a patch of desturbed dirt.
What made it odd was rust colored splotches.
"Chromia! Over here!" Flare-Up called as she bent down and began brushing the dirt away.
Chromia was quick to hurrying over andwatcing the young femme as she pushed the dirt around until her fingers brushed against something in the dirt. She carefully dug arou the metal object and then drew back her hand when she found a wrench.
A blood covered wrench.
"Good job, Flare." Chromia said appraisingly as she bent down to one knee and picked the wrench up, looking it over. "Now let's see who the blood belongs to." She lightly tapped the dried blood and ran a DNA scan through her databases. She flipped through medical records quickly until a match came up.
The answer to the question was Deek Ferreira and Richard Freedman, the Dark Angel gang member who had been killed.
"The murder weapon found." Chromia said coolly before her eyes looked over the wrench before finding very faint oil smudges. "Finger prints. The dumbaft who used this on Rich didn't even wear gloves. He used this to bash on Deek and Rich. Then he proceeded to leaving it behind, probably for the police to find and put the blame on the Demons."
"How do you know that?" Flare-Up asked frowning.
Chromia pointed at the oil smudges. "This definitely belonged to a mechanic. Someone who works on vehicles. But see here? The oil used. Its the oil specially made for motorcycles." She then turned over the wrench and pointed at small crawled letters on the end. "And the name of the owner. Donald Twitchelle...? Wait. That's Twitch's last name. But not his first. So who is...?" She was asking before turning her head away as she quickly went through identity databases.
And the face to pop up with a garanteed match made her stop short and snort with humor.
"Wow. So that's his real name." Chromia said with a short laugh and recieved a puzzled look from Flare-Up. She ignored her though as she switched her human vision to optical vision, using ultra violet scanners. She found finger prints on the handle. "There are two sets of finger prints on this thing. The mysterious owner of the wrench and the one who stole the wrench to place blame on the Demons. Son of a glitch." She swore before swiftly standing up and frowning at a confused Flare-Up. "Flare, who did Knockout say convinced Duke to cause Vince Ferreira's wreck?"
Flare-Up frowned but shook her head. "I don't know. He started to but then Vince called Oe and he didn't get to finish. I think he started to say a name that started with S and T." She said frowning.
"S and T, huh? It's either a name of a person. Or the name of another gang who wanted the Angels and Demons to fight each other. Destroy each other so they would in the city." Chromia said darkly before holding the wrench out to Flare-Up. "Flare, take this to Officer Morris, and fast. Have him run ID scans and finger prints to make sure. I think I know how to find out who really beat the slag out of Deek Ferreira."
"How?" Flare-Up ased frowned.
Chromia let her holoform ficket out of sight then reappear on her rea form, kicking her engine alive and loud. "There is only one person who knows every single racer in Tuscan. He knows the gangs and I am betting he might know than he wanted to say." She said seriously.
"Who?" Flare-Up asked asshe jogged over to her real form and slid the dried bloody wrench into her seat satchel.
"Beanz, of course." Chromia said seriously before she was off.
Moonracer recieved the transmission from Knockout Nd was not happy whatsoever. She knew this was not going to end well because she was curretly listening to Vince and Joe yell at each other as soon as the eldest Ferreira got a taunting call from the Demons.
"Vince, you can't do this! Did you not hear what Officer Morris say?! We get into another fight with the Demons and it is all over!" Joe exclaimed as she followed her brother all over the Garage, trying to get him to stop making the calls to the other Dark Angels. She had to do something to keep him and the others from going to fight the Demons. She couldn't allow them to ruin everything that she and Twitch was trying to do.
Vince ignored her as he went over to his cell phone where he had left it lying on a counter and scooped it up. He did not want to argue with Joe about this right now. He was furious that Duke would even think about challenging them to a rumble. It wasn't like he wasn't planning on it, himself. Not technically anyway. He was going to plan it out in a smart way. But then the Demons decided to move up the plans.
"VINCE!" Joe tried again before reaching over and grabbing his arm.
Growling at her, Vince jerked his arm away from her and glared. "Joe, don't even think about talking me out of this! The Demons made the challenge and we are not going to back out! Duke wants a fight, then he's getting it!" He snapped before turning his attention back onto his phone and sending a massive text to all of the other Angels to meet at the garage in an hour.
Joe slowly shook her head, her breath catching in her chest. She felt like everything was falling apart right before her and she couldn't stop it from happening. But she had to try anything. She couldn't let Vince do this. "Vince, please. Can't we...just...can't we just talk to Duke? Find out what's going on? Why do we have...?" She was saying.
Whirling to face her, Vince glared at her again. "What is with you, Joe?! When did you turn into such a spineless Demon lover?! Oh, that's right! You decided to start seeing that loser, Twitch!" He snapped at her before shaking his head. "Guess what, Joe! It's not happening! You are not seeing Twitch again! I won't allow it! You better hope he's not at the rumble tonight! Because if he is, he is going to face me!"
Joe paled but shook her head slowly, tears filling her eyes. "Vince, please! Don't do this!" She begged.
Vince shook his head as he narrowed her eyes at his sister. He, honestly, couldn't believe that she was even putting up a fight like this. She had never been this persistent before. She had never fought him about fighting the Demons before. That is until Marchello Twitchelle joined the Demons. Then that was when everything changed. "Joe, you're not going with us to the rumble tonight. You're staying here." He said firmly before reaching out and grabbing her arm and dragging her towards the storage room.
"VINCE!" Joe gasped as she was dragged across the garage to the back room where Vince shoved her into the room and slammed the door, locking it. She pounded on the door, trying to yank it open and get her brother to stop being such a prick. "Vince, let me out! Please!"
Shaking his head, Vince turned away, placing the key on the counter and moving over to a cabinent. He opened it and began pulling out bullets to his gun, as well as a few brass knuckles and chains. He ignored Joe as she continued to bang on the door and screaming at him to let her out of the room.
Moonracer watched with concern as she watched the struggle between siblings but didn't intervene. She wanted do something to help Joe but she was still under orders not to blow her cover. She was going to have to wait till Vince left before she went to free Joe from the storage room. She didn't like this one bit. She knew it would be an hour before she could do anything though. *Moonracer to Chromia, please tell me you have something by now.* She sent a transmission.
There was a pause before Chromia sent her reply. *Not yet but we're getting very close to solving this. I know for a fact that it wasn't the Demons. But Flare and I are still trying to find out who it was. I'm going to talk to Beanz about what he might know. What's going on your side?* She asked through their link.
Moonracer would have shook her head if she wasn't in her bike form as she turned her hidden optics over to where Vince was making more calls as he prepared for the rumble that night. *It's not good. Joe and Vince started fighting about this whole rumble thing and he got fed up. He locked her in the storage room and is going to leave her in there until its over. He's not going to let her go with them tonight. We might have to get really serious tonight.* She answered.
She could almost feel Chromia nodding through their weak bond.
*I agree. Once I get done talking to Beanz and finding out what's really going on, Flare-Up and I are going to meet up with Cliffjumper and Knockout at the rumble and we're going to force the Angels and Demons to talk. Peacefully. You just do what you can to helping Joe before coming to meet us. It's time to make Vince and Duke talk it out instead of beating each other to scrap.* Chromia sent to her. *Contact Knockout and keep word with him. See if he won't tell you who told Duke to cause Vince's crash. It might be the big key to solving this whole thing.*
Moonracer nodded as she looked over at Vince again. *Got it. I'm contacting him now. There's something that's been on my processor that I've been wanting to ask him anyway. Moonracer out.* She said before she tuned her connections over to Knockout's freqency. *Moonracer to Knockout. What's going on over with your end?* She asked through the transmission.
*Weeeeell, if it isn't my favorite femme. How you doing, Sweetwheels?* came Knockout's sly, flirty reply.
Moonracer rolled her hidden optics but couldn't help as she felt a smile curl on her face plates. She knew he'd never give it up. *Quit while you're ahead, Knockout. I already told you that it's not going to happen. So knock it off.* She said trying to sound irritated.
There was no doubt that the sadistic medic was smirking on his end. *Never, Sweetwheels. So, what's going on over there? What was Vince's reaction to Duke's daring challenge against him? He wasn't happy, was he?* Knockout asked through the transmission, at least taking it a little seriously.
*No, he definitely wasn't happy. He's accepting the challenge and there's going to be a big fight. Chromia and Flare-Up are moving as fast as they can to finding out who really beat Deek Ferreira up and killed Rich. She said she's getting very close to solving the case. But she thinks that you might have the key point to all of it. Who told Duke to cause Vince's wreck?* Moonracer asked seriously.
There was a long pause and she could almost see the wheels turning in Knockout's helm.
*So...your sister thinks who talked Duke into causing the crash was probably responsible for what happened to Deek and is putting the blame on the Demons?* Knockout asked now sounding very serious.
Moonracer stiffened, knowing that there was something that he wasn't telling her. *It might be. Who was it?* She asked frowning.
Knockout was silent for a long moment before he said a name very quietly, due to the fact that someone was walking by while he was pretending to be talking to Twitch, though technically he wasn't really.
Hearing the answer, Moonracer frowned as she looked thoughtfully away. *Them? But I thought...Beanz said...* She then shook her head and turned her attention back onto Knockout through their communications link. *That can't be possible. They never seemed violent at all.*
*Everyone lies now and then, Sweets. They are not as nice as everyone believes. I don't know if they really had anything to do with what happened to Deek but in a way, it does make sense. Then again, it don't. Keep your optics out though. If it was them, they might be trying to pull something tonight when the rumble happens.* Knockout warned. *Now, was that all, Sweetwheels?*
Moonracer paused as she looked thoughtfully away. She did want to know one other thing. It didn't have anything to do what they were supposed to be concentrating on. But...it had been bothering her for a very long time. *Knockout? About what happened all those vorns ago. When we first met. Why did...why did you...?* She started asking carefully.
There was a pause before Knockout made a light huff as if he was chuckling in amusement. *Why did I try and save your life after I shot you? Well...maybe it was because I really was going to interrogate you by gaining your trust.* He said, though didn't sound sincere.
Moonracer huffed in irritation and annoyance. *For real, Knockout. Why did you repair me after you shot me? I am an Autobot. You were a Decepticon. We were enemies. You weren't suppose to repair me. You were suppose to offline me. So why did you...try and save me? Why...?* She was saying.
*Honestly? You want the honest truth?* Knockout asked a little skeptically but seriously. He didn't even wait for her to acknowledge him with an affirmative. *I repaired you because I didn't like seeing you lying there, bleeding energon all over the place. Yeah, I was a Decepticon. I should have just left you lying there, off lining. But I couldn't. I tried to walk away with all of that Energon that was there. But...I couldn't just leave you lying there. I can't really tell you what was even going through my processor at the time. But after thinking about it after all of our confrontations, the truth is, I just can't hurt you, Sweetwheels.* He said, his tone rather soft.
Moonracer couldn't help but look away, her fans clicking on again. She felt her frame heat up a little from embarrassment and flattery. She couldn't even think of something to say about his answer. There was just one thing she could say. *Thank you, Knockout.* She said softly.
And as if she could see right through transmissions line, Moonracer could practically sense the smile on Knockout's face.
*No problem, Moonracer. Believe it or not, I'd watch your back any time.* He said right back.
Finally it was time.
Moonracer watched as the Dark Angels rode up to the garage where Vince was waiting right next to his black motorcycle, wearing all black and looking Grim as Death. She watched uneasily as all of the Dark Angels mirrored his very dark look. They were clearly ready to end this in a big fight with the Savage Demons.
"All right, everyone!" Vince called as he mounted his bike and kicked it alive. "We're meeting those damn Demons at an empty warehouse where we end all of this! No matter what! We destroy them once and for all! For Deek!"
"FOR DEEK!" Every single Dark Angel yelled as loud as they could, throwing their fists into the air.
Nodding sharply, Vince revved his engine loudly before he took the lead, leading all of the Dark Angels down the road. The Angels followed after him, cowing and crowing in excitement for the rumble. Moonracer could only just wait there, watching as they went. She waited till they disappeared down the street before she quickly clicked on her holoform and raced into the locked garage. She had no trouble whatsoever to breaking into the garage and racing over to the storage room.
"Hold on, Joe! I'm here!" She called through the door as she scooped up the key and began to unlock the now quiet room.
Cliffjumper and Twitch were quite anxious about this. They weren't looking forward to this at all. But it wasn't like the Autobot could say anything just yet. He had to wait for Chromia to give him the order to reveal himself. He wanted nothing more than to just to transform and order Duke and the Demons to stop what they were doing right now. But he had to wait.
As it was, he was very uneasy about the fact that Duke had ordered that Twitch ride with Knockout to the rumble while another Demon rode the golden tan Ducati. No one was happy with that but they had their orders and it wasn't time for the cover to be blown yet.
Duke was leading the Savage Demons down the street to where they were going to meet the Dark Angels, at his own choosing. He was wearing a black bandana over his long dark hair and a black muscle shirt under his black leather jacket. He even had hard knuckled gloves pulled over his hands, which he had customly made to hide a steel plate in the fabric. He, like the rest of the Demons were looking forward to this final fight. They were so ready to destroy the Angels once for all.
Of course, both Twitch and Knockout had tried to talk Duke out of it and all they got was threats and insults. It wasn't like they could quit the Demons because it still wasn't going to stop them from fighting the Angels. They needed to be there at the rumble and make sure things didn't get out of control. They were still waiting on Chromia to contact them with what she had found as it was.
What made Cliffjumper and Knockout more uneasy about the whole thing was as they drove down the road after all of the bikers, there had been no sign of a police enforcer anywhere. They hadn't seen one cop car as they went. It made both of them silently question each other of what might have been going on. There was no doubt that the police might have got an inkling that something was going down tonight. But there were no cops out ready to start making arrests.
Not a single one.
It was only a little after dark when the Savage Demons pulled into the large ware house on the farthest side of the city where it was most isolated.
The warehouse was connected to an old factory that was obviously closed down. It was run down and there wouldn't be any one there to get hurt. Just the Demons and the Angels, who were already waiting for the Demons to arrive in a large clearing of the warehouse building. They were just waiting with bats tapping in their hands or chains swinging back and forth.
Cliffjumper looked around uneasily not seeing Moonracer any where. He could almost feel Knockout doing the same but both of them knew that she wouldn't be there just yet until the very last minute, bringing Joe.
Duke had the Demons stop about twenty feet away from where Vince and the Angels were waiting, all grim and dark looking as they shot dangerous looks across the way at each other. He swung his leg up and over the motorcycle and stepped a little closer but not too close to where Vince was standing, who had walked forward a few feet before stopping, himself. "So, you pussies did come." The Demon Leader called over.
"In deed." Vince said darkly, his head dipping low. His dark eyes flickered away from Duke and over to where Twitch was shifting one foot to the other, looking very uneasy about the whole thing. He sent a scalding glare to him before shaking his head and looking back at Duke. "You and your Demons are going down for what you did to Deek, Duke." He growled viciously.
Snorting darkly, Duke shook his head as he balled up his fists, cracking his knuckles. "I don't know what you're going off about, Ferreira. We didn't touch your pansy ass brother! But with you accusing us for it, you're the ones going down! No one accuses us and gets away with it when it's not true!" He snapped.
"Bull shit! I know it was you! And I am not going to let you get away with it!" Vince snapped right back before he raised a fist into the air. "Angels! Attack! Take them out!"
There were shouts of curses and almost like battle cries as the Angels ran forward, raising their choice of weapons, ready to use. The Demons followed suit and started yelling as they rushed forward.
Cliffjumper clicked loudly and heard Knockout doing the same. They knew they were suppose to wait for Chromia to arrive and give the order but they couldn't allow this fight to start. They had to do something now! Twitch was already starting to back peddal away from Knockout as soon as he heard him clicking and starting the transformation process.
Suddenly there was a loud sound of a revving engine and hot head lights struck across the wall and on the two gangs that were running at each other. There was also a loud sound of sirens and lights flashing. The blinding light made everyone yelp and stop right where they were as they raised their arms to shield their eyes from the light.
Cliffjumper felt his spark leap when he saw the speeding icy blue motorcycle racing into the ware house, along with the fiery red Flare-Up right behind her. He grinned to himself as he watched them screech to a halt right between the Angels and Demons, blocking Vince and Duke from even reaching each other and forcing them to step back to avoid getting side swiped by her.
Right with the two motorcycles, a police cruiser was speeding into view and it was clear there was just one cop and two passengers. And doing a quick scan, Cliffjumper saw that it was Beanz and another man, who was sitting in the back seat, looking quite grumpy in deed.
"ENOUGH!" Chromia snapped as she ripped her holoform's helmet off her head and turned a glowing glare onto each Vince and Duke, who were frowning in surprise. "That will be enough from both of you!"
"Bitch! You again?! What?! You didn't want to take my threat seriously...?!" Duke snarled glaring at Chromia.
Turning her glowing glare onto him, taking him by surprise to see her eyes actually glowing, Chromia narrowed her eyes before she began to flicker, startling everyone. "Donald Twitchelle, shut your slagging mouth! NOW! I told you, we will leave Tuscan when we are good and ready! And guess what?! We're not ready!" She snarled before her holoform flickered out of view and the icy blue motorcycle began to transform. "Cliffjumper! Flare-Up! Transform!" She ordered as she began to twist and turn into her bipedal form.
And to the Angels' and Demons' shock, the golden tan Ducati and the fiery red Ducati began to follow suit.
As did the red and silver Venom GT, who didn't want to miss out on all of the fun of shocking the pits out of all of the humans standing around him. Knockout was just enjoying himself way too much at this point and he ignored the shocked look on all of his fellow Demons' faces as he stood to his full height. "Party time, eh, Trigger Happy Femme?" He asked slyly.