Okay, really quick I'd like to apologize for this super late update! I've had so much school work coming u, and I'm starting a new school next year and I'm auditioning for some stuff soon and its been pretty hectic. Sorry. :(
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Smack.
Pull back.
"Stop that."
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Pull back.
"Stop that."
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Smack.
Pull back –
"Will you fucking stop that?" Knock Out snapped. "Out of the most gifted, strangest femmes on Earth I get stuck with the most sarcastic, strange, sexy, crude, and powerful one in the universe! I fucking hate my life!"
"So I'm pretty sexy, huh?" Blade grinned. "Shut the frag up!" Knock Out snapped, not aware of what he had slipped. "Make me." was her childish retort. "You're so fucking irritating." Knock Out groaned.
Pull back.
Smack.
"YOU'RE SCRATCHING MY PAINT JOB!"
"Nah, really? It's not like I had a reason for hitting you over and over with a quarter." Blade rolled her eyes. "Gotta love sarcasm."
"So – WHOA! What the hell are you doing you giant ass robot?" Blade shrieked. It took a lot, but she shoved him away with her power and hovered in the air, glaring at him.
Concentrating, Blade tried to read his processor again, but only came up with static and a headache. Cursing under her breath, she tried again. Nothing. This time she felt dizzy.
"Get over here!" Knock Out said sharply. "I need to take you to Megatron. He wishes to see the pathetic human who took out his troops." He swiped at Blade, trying to catch her, but Blade was too fast. And when he did catch her, she just forced herself out of his hand, no matter how clamped down it was. It was a lot like trying to catch a mosquito. Hard to catch, but if you did, it bit you.
"Come on!" he grunted. "It'll be really quick!" Knock Out tried to persuade her. "I don't want to go either, you know!" he said bitterly. Blade just continued to avoid him. "I don't want to see him! I know what he's done to people. To mechs, femmes, and humans. I think I have a pretty good idea of what he wants to do to me." she said softly.
Knock Out sighed. He had been expecting this. "Please?" he asked, not snapping, ordering, or whining. He just…asked. Like a normal person would, he said it like any other thing. It wasn't really begging or pleading, just…average.
Blade, for some reason, caved after a few moments. Sighing, she nodded and gracefully landed on his shoulder. "Let's just get this over with."
Knock Out nodded and left the medbay. His right fingers twitched out of habit; he was anxious. It didn't even take them 5 minutes – the walk from the medbay to Megatron's office was so quick.
"Knock Out." Megatron half greeted. It was more like an acknowledgement that he was there than a greeting. Nope, lil' ol' Megsie never greets. Probably because no one ever greets him with much more than a scream.
Who wouldn't take one look at Megatron and let out a scream; whether it was one of terror or a battle cry? Not a lot people, that's for sure.
"Lord Megatron." Knock Out returned. He did a little bow (also out of habit) even though Megatron's back was turned. "I have the femme."
That caught the warlord's attention. He turned to face Blade. A sickly grin spread across his face. Blade did not grin back, but didn't shrink back towards Knock Out either. Hell, she wanted to. Like, a lot. But Blade also didn't wanna show fear. She'd be one of the few who didn't even consider hiding from the decepticon leader. Just because she wanted to didn't mean she had to.
In fact, Blade pushed away all fear and slid off of Knock Out. She hovered in the air, arms crossed.
The question that's been dying to be asked came out.
"What do you want from me?"
With the autobots…
There was barely enough time to duck as Stoplight freakin' kicked the laptop high into the sky. Optimus was supporting Prince, who was unconscious. Kingdom was with Ratchet, and Stoplight managed to get the hell outta there on his own.
Bits and pieces of the laptop rained down like fireballs. Kingdom let out a yelp as one clipped her shoulder. Stoplight came rushing back to her, concerned. She shoved him away and screamed at him to move as a big chunk of laptop came down.
Kingdom tackled her twin, and pain erupted in her side. Gasping, she stumbled off Stoplight. Something wet and warm trickled down. Breathing labored, she touched her side with shaking hands. Blood. Her hands went up a little, and she gasped out, barely keeping her screams of agony in.
"Kingdom! Kingdom, can you hear me? Kingdom? KINGDOM?" Stoplight cried. Optimus jerked him back as Stoplight started panicking. Ironhide and the Prime barely kept him back as Ratchet worked to help her.
" – Don't have enough to work with. Losing body fluids…deep. SOMEONE GET ME A CLOTH!" Ratchet roared. Jazz ripped Prince's shirt off and tossed it to the medic. "I need water!" he bellowed. Stoplight stood up and snatched the T-shirt away faster than a second. He was a blur as he ran to the nearest stream and dipped the shirt in.
Ratchet took the now wet shirt and squeezed it over Kingdom's wound. Stoplight was frozen, clutching Kingdom's hand furthest from Ratchet tightly. He tried to stay out of the autobot medic's way, but it was hard not to grasp her to himself and sob.
Unknown POV
I stared from the tree top. I was itching to go down and help them, itching to call for help. Itching to help…
Shaking my head, I climbed higher up the tree. I lingered at the top and breathed in. I closed my eyes, feeling myself relax and ease up.
When I opened them, I stiffened. The forest was a huge maze, crisscrossing and turning in every direction. I cursed myself. Cursed Rachel, who I'd joined sides with. But pain…all the pain they caused me. The death of my 'friends' will come out with good results. I will be so much more powerful! The world will know me as a hero.
!$#%#^#&*
Blade
20 minutes later with Megatron, Knock Out and Blade came out. Blade was bleeding in some places, and she had a nasty bruise on the side of her face.
Knock Out walked briskly back to the medbay, where Blade slid off of his shoulder and staggered onto one of giant sized medical berths.
Knock Out took one look at Blade, her face, and her messy state. Megatron had decided to 'test' her ability. And hit Knock Out for speaking out against his leader's decision. Then he grabbed Blade and threw her somewhere off into the room. From there on, she had a hard time keeping Megatron from turning her into a bloody pulp; Knock Out was forced to watch.
But when Megatron declared them finished, Blade was halfway to being a pulp.
Now, as Knock Out transformed and activated his holoform, she thought about the 'test'. Blade was deep in thought, even as Knock Out forced her to keep an ice pack on the side of her face.
She barely managed to stop herself from hitting the floor. BOOM! Megatron fired his cannon. Blade instinctively repelled it. Megatron had not been expecting that.
"You'll need to take your shirt off." Knock Out cut into her thoughts.
WTF?
"What?" Blade asked, alarmed. Knock Out rolled his eyes and jammed his fingers into her back. "How in the Pit do you not feel this?" Blade winced. "Okay, okay! I feel it!" she said, aghast. "Off. Now." Knock Out tugged at the hem of her shirt.
Sighing, a pink tint appeared on her face as she lifted it off. Blade turned away, embarrassed.
For the next 10 minutes Knock Out quietly repaired her back, which had several large gashes (that was what Knock Out had pressed his fingers in. Ow).
"There. Done."
Blade looked up.
Their eyes met. Violet against a deep burgundy red color. She hadn't realized how close he'd been standing to her. One of his hands was still on her hip. Blade swallowed thickly.
And then his lips crashed against hers.
Okay, so today was not the best. I AM SO SORRY. The next chapter will be SO much better. I have a mild case of writer's block D:
This was mainly a filler, to get some stuff out. And remember, stuff now will be VERY important later, even if it's not written quite well.
It's really late right now, and I don't have time to do review responses tonight sorry! I feel guilty holding this chapter back so I'm skipping it for this chap! Sorry!
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