Sorry it took so long. Stupid laptop. Refuses to work properly.
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The mech beneath Red Alert screeched in agony as Red Alerts own pained gasp could be heard slicing through the air. "Somebody call the police!" Red Alert yelled, struggling to keep a hold of the mech.
The mech snarled, energon clearly dripping from several blasts where Red Alert had managed to wound it. With a snarl it threw Red Alert off, sending Red Alert skidding back nearly five feet, attempting to keep his balance. Red Alert rushed back in, subspacing a pair of handcuffs that he carried with him.
The mech attempted to change and run as Red Alert grabbed it around its neck. A siren could be heard down the street, and Red Alert yelped in pain as a elbow came slamming backwards, hitting Red Alert squarely in the stomach.
Foam came out of nowhere as Inferno sprayed down the ground, making it treacherous. Red Alert wasn't sure whether or not to thank Primus, and decided to go along with thanks as the mech slipped, slamming down onto the ground.
Red Alert wrenched back on arm, snapping on the cuff, and was reaching for the other arm, when with a roar; the mech shook him off, sending him rolling into the foam.
Red Alert scrambled for purchase as he attempted to move to inactivate the mech. There was the sound of something being subspaced, and Red Alert looked up the biggest gun that he had seen in vorns. "Slag." He whispered, frozen.
The mech smirked, or at least Red alert thought the mech smirked, because he couldn't see his face. But the shadows grew a little deeper around the mechs mouth, so Red Alert was willing to be t that the mech had smirked. "DIE!" Came the hiss, and Red Alert threw himself forward as the crackling energy flew over his head.
I'm… alive. Red Alert thought dazedly, before snapping back into the present. He needed to stop that mech-
Red Alert rolled out of the way as the mech was tackled from behind and Infernos angry roar echoed across the streets, "Trying to harm my youngling!"
"Inferno, knock him out!" Red Alert cried, and Infernos fist rose and fell.
The mech lay still beneath Inferno, and Red Alert climbed to his feet unsteadily. "Good. Let's put him in the handcuffs." Red Alert panted, feeling slightly weak and dizzy.
Inferno snapped the mech into the handcuffs, and Red Alert sighed, just as the police car came screeching up. "We got a call that we were needed."
"Yeah, this guy here-" Red Alert started to explain, still bent over double and clutching his stomach. "Who is he?"
Inferno turned the mech over, and Red Alerts breath stopped in horror. "Asaro." He breathed, before crumpling in a ball of agony.
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Red Alert onlined a few moments later, looking right up into Infernos worried face. Firestar had wrapped her arms around his arm. Inferno spoke up, "Red, are ya feeling alright?"
"I think my energon processor was smashed, but I'll have a medic look at it later." Red Alert said, trying to brush it aside.
Inferno scowled as he looked across the expanse of police cars. "Isn't their a medic somewhere in their?"
"Yes, there is." Came a cool reply. "I'm he. Now, who is in need of my assistance?"
Red Alert scowled, and Inferno pressed one hand against his chest as Red Alert attempted to rise. "Red, I know you aren't feeling well. Now let the medic check you over."
"No."
"Red Alert-"
"No."
The medic ignored Red Alerts protests, as he looked Red Alert over, his hands gently running over Red Alerts stomach in an attempt to find what was wrong. "He'll need to stay in the hospital overnight."
Red Alert asked the sky, moments before he finally gave in to the creeping blackness, "No one ever pays attention to me, do they?"
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(A week later) Asaros wife, a beautiful blue femme, sat next to Red Alert. The 'overnight stay' had turned into a week long stay as the medics found that Red Alert had been avoiding the hospital for vorns now. Which meant he was going through nearly a complete replacing session. "Asaro confessed to it all. He and a candy vendor would target random younglings, stalk them for a week, and kill them. He's been placed on the death row."
Red Alert stared at her sadly, and then patted her hand. "Well, Windswift, at least everyone knows you didn't do it as well."
Inferno entered the room, Firestar at his heels. "Well, hello their." Windswift said to Firestar, immediatly warming to the youngling. "How are you feeling?"
"Good. When is Red going to be released?" Firestar chirruped.
Windswift looked at Red Alert, one optic ridge cocked. Why is she calling you 'Red' the optic message asked, and Red Alert avoided the gaze as he said, "I'm to be released tomorrow."
"Good. This is yours!" Firestar said, plopping into Red Alerts lap a vid. Red Alert picked it up, and realized that it was the missing datapad.
Inferno scratched the back of his head as he admitted embarrassedly, "It took me awhile to remember why we went back to Firestars room in the first place. I thought you might like that."
"Thank you Inferno." Red Alert said softly, setting the pad aside.
A medic came in the room, scowling. "Alright, time for you to get your new insides."
Red Alert glared, attempting to scramble back. The medic ignored that as he began wheeling the entire berth out of the room. "Oh wait, Red Alert! Your house burned down!"
"WHAT! Out of all the stupid, pit-ridden, slagging-" Red Alerts heavy tirade of cursing faded into the distance as the medic ignored his patients ill-disposition, and Inferno looked at Windswift.
"Really?"
"Yes. We've been searching for a place where he could stay, but-" Windswift let the sentence hang, and was rewarded as Infernos face lit up.
"Well, he can stay at my place."
"That's good."
Windswift smiled at Inferno, and pointed at the youngling. "Well, lets see about transferring what could be salvaged to your apartment, shall we?"
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Sneaky me. Kinda. Next chapter should wrap it all up...