Chapter 10 The voices in her head...
Sparkplug was scared. Very very scared. She knew that the angry red eyes glaring at her were not friendly. She knew with every fiber of her being. that something was horribly, horribly wrong. Frantic, she grabbed onto Sunstreaker's foot, trying to will him to feel her and wake up, tears forming as he didnt. The part of her that had always believed him indestructable shattered into a thousand pieces as she was dragged away, giving up all hope as she watched his still form getting smaller and smaller. "QUIET SPARKLING" the decepticon holding her growled. She brought her fist up, slamming it into his optic's with as much force as she could muster. With a hollar of pain, he dropped her. She didnt wait, she ran, as fast as her spindly little legs would go she ran. She ran until she tripped over something. Looking down she screamed as the blank face of Ironhide stared up at her, optics dim and lifeless. "NO! NO NO NO!" her tears fell as she realized he too was gone. Falling to her knees, she wept against the cold chest of the ancient warrior that had always been there to protect her as she realized she was on her own.
"Im so sorry kiddo..."
Her head jerked up as a familiar voice, soft and full of worry, filled her ears. She stared down at Ironhide, his face still and unmoving, his optics still empty and dark.
"You kin hear me?" The voice was curious now
She looked around, expecting to see him standing there, seeing nothing. Softly, she spoke his name. "Ironhide?"
"Primus you can hear me! Sparks... You have to get out of here... Its not safe"
"Iron...Where are you? Im scared!" She cried out, frantic, searching.
"Shhh kiddo... Im right here... Your just gonna have ta trust me. Can you do that?"
She nodded, tears of blue streaming down her face.
"Good girl... Now, Im gonna try ta get you to Optimus, but you have to listen to me, ok?"
"Yes..." she whispered
"Thats my girl... Now, take a minute, calm down. Yer gonna need a clear head ta do what Im about ta ask."
Sparkplug closed her eyes, the way Ratchet had taught her so long ago when she asked how he dealt with fixing people all the time and let herself relax.
"You calm?"
She nodded.
"I want you to pull my chest plate off and press it against you."
She opened her eyes wide in shock "What?"
"Come on girl, we dont have time ta argue."
"But...Iron...I..." She stared in horror at the sparkless corpse infront of her
"Yer protoform will take it as an upgrade and assimulate it."
Tears pouring down her cheeks she whispered "Your really dead arent you?"
The voice sounded sad "Took me long enough, didnt it?"
"I dont think I can do this..." She hung her head
"Sure ya can."
"How do you know?" She wept softly.
"Cause I know you kiddo. I watched you grow. You can do this. Now stop yer cryin and do it. We dont have much time"