BeeHideLover- Aww, thanks! I will totally make sure of that! Lol yeah, but there is a reason behind Primus placing Macey in Indium's body!
QueenOfTheSilver98- Thank you!
Vodid- Well you won't have to wonder for long ;)
jgoss- Glad you caught up! Yeah...I kinda feel bad for Jolt too. Don't worry, things will get better for him!
SapphireSpark- Haha, well merry-very-late-Christmas then! Thanks for the understanding, and I'm really happy you're excited for the rewrite!
Chapter 11: Pity Party
"How is she?" I asked the doctor as he walked through the door.
His forehead creased in confusion, "I'm sorry ma'am, who are you?"
"A close friend of Rebecca's," I said, clasping my holoform's hands together nervously, "Macey Price."
He nodded slowly, before scribbling something on the clipboard in his hand, "She is resting, but her injuries were minor and she'll be healed within a week. "
"Oh thank Primus," I mumbled, letting out a breath I didn't even realize I was holding in.
"You can visit her, but she is on sedatives to reduce the pain." He warned.
I nodded, before eagerly jumping out of the seat next to Becca's room and pushed the door opened. The usual bright lights were dimmed, and it was quiet, except for the soft breaths my advanced hearing could gather from the petite blonde resting on the medical bed. Her hair was shorter, I now noticed as I closely examined her. It ended somewhere behind her ears, and the edges were a darker shade.
I smiled at how peaceful she seemed, and was startled when her wide blue eyes fluttered open. At first, they just stared dully at the ceiling, before her hazy cobalt gaze landed on me.
My smile widened, "Hey Becca."
The heart-rate monitor began beeping faster, and her breaths became heavier and shorter. My eyes widened, and I took another step forward, my processors frantically racing for a way to calm her sudden panic. Her eyes were wide with fear, and her lips trembled.
"Becca? What's wrong?" I asked worriedly.
"Y-You're not her." She stuttered, her hands grabbing at her hair as she shook her head violently, "No! A-Am I hallucinating? Am I s-still in captivity?!"
"Becca!" I grabbed her hands to yank them away from herself, "You're not with the Cons anymore. You're safe. I'm here."
"No!" Tears already gathered at the edges of her vision, "You're not real!"
I was at a loss for words.
The door abruptly opened, and Sunstreaker's holoform came inside. Becca whimpered, and my eyes narrowed into an icy glare.
Sunstreaker froze, "What?"
"Get out!" I spat.
He shook his head, "Optimus wants you."
"You can tell him to wait!" I snapped.
The heart-rate monitor beeping only became louder, and Becca thrashed on the bed, her hands digging into her arms. Soon after the door flew open again, this time the doctor rushing in.
"What is going on?!" The doctor snapped, along with a nurse.
"I-I don't know!" I stuttered, staring fearfully at Becca's writhing figure, "She woke up and saw me, and she just... just panicked!"
"Blood pressure's rising, we need to sedate her before she has a heart attack." The nurse said urgently, turning to the doctor.
He nodded swiftly, before bringing his glare back to us, "You two must leave."
"No!" I growled, my eyes narrowing into slits, "No, I'm not leaving till Becca's okay-" My exclamation was cut off as I was suddenly hoisted on to a shoulder and muscular arms wrapped tightly around my waist.
"Oh not this again!" I snarled, pounding my clenched fists into his back but it was no use. Sunstreaker walked out of the room, and down a few halls until we were out of the human medical wing.
Sunstreaker placed me down gently, and as soon as he straightened, I punched him in the jaw. He snarled, grasping his jaw before quickly blocking another angry punch I threw at him. But I just kept blindly throwing punches, trying to release the anger and frustration. I finally had my best friend back, and she doesn't even know me!
She's terrified of me!
Without warning, I disintegrated my holoform, and my engine growled as I transformed to my bi-pedal mode and marched angrily out of the Autobot hangar. I didn't even notice till the last second a group of soldiers right in front of me, and tripped over my own foot, falling right on my face plates.
"What's wrong with that robot?!" One of the soldiers shouted.
I let out a groan, my processors throbbed in pain. When my vision cleared, I stared at large navy-blue pedes, followed by a loud hiss of familiar hydraulics.
Optimus Prime.
I sighed, pushing myself to my pedes and looking up to meet his condescending look, trying my hardest to not glare at him.
"Is there something you want to tell me, miss Price?"
I shook my helm stiffly, "No...sir."
He tilted his helm, "I believe I asked Sunstreaker to direct you to my office. He said that you were 'on the loose'."
I grimaced, averting my stare. The anger was starting to slowly fade away, "I'm sorry, I was really upset about something."
His optics softened, "Would you like to discuss your issue in my office?"
"No," I said a little too briskly, and I shook my helm, "Is there something you wanted from me, sir?"
If he noticed my not-so-subtle shift in topic change, he didn't comment on it. "You are scheduled for patrol in ten minutes."
I nodded, before side-stepping him and exiting through another hangar that lead to the court. I was actually relieved for patrol duty, I had a lot of slag on my mind.
~ Hazel's POV~
I rushed into the room as soon as I heard the news. Becca was back, thank goodness! Doctor Harold wasn't in the room, but the Josie was there, fiddling wiht the IV in her arm.
She looked up at me, and smiled sadly, "She's okay, she just had to be sedated because she had a panic attack."
I sighed, walking up up to Becca's still form, "This is all my fault. All I wanted to do was show her a good time...make her forget about Macey."
"Macey?" Josie questioned.
I nodded sadly, a little surprised by the bitterness in my words,"Her best friend. She's dead."
"I could've sworn I heard that name before," Josie shrugged, "Well, she won't be up for a few hours."
I shook my head, "All my fault..."
"Don't be too hard on yourself," Josie said, placing a hand on my shoulder comfortingly, "None of us had known those evil creatures would be so close to human population. Besides, we all can't-"
The door opened, cutting off Josie's sentence as Doctor Harold entered the room. From his swift pace to the way he had the pulled back a few strands of his normally gelled-up hair, I knew something was wrong, and the frown on my face deepened.
"Doctor?" Josie asked nervously.
"I've just got the results of her blood samples," He said, "Something is wrong."
"What's wrong?" I asked, fear curling in my chest.
"Well, they found remnants of what those Cybertronians call 'energon' in her bloodstream. Along with some other chemicals that are not found on Earth."
I felt like I was going to throw up, "W-Were they experimenting on her?"
Becca groaned lightly in her sleep.
Doctor Harold nodded grimly, "There is also something else we found...something much more disturbing. They had placed something inside her, but reintegrated the skin together so well that we thought she was untouched. It is a subatomic particle that is completely alien, and it has attached itself to her ovary."
"What's it going to do to her?" I asked, sudden dread filling inside me.
"It is going to do what most parasites do. Use the host's body until it is fully developed."
~ Macey's POV~
I sped through the desert, my engine grumbling loudly. The blazing heat from the sun was nearly frying my circuits, and I had to transform to bi-pedal mode to switch on my cooling fans. I walked a few more miles out in the desert, and as time continued, I could start to feel the strain in my pedes. My tanks were low, and this heat made me feel like I was going to burst into flames within seconds.
Finally, I decided to sit down on the large cliff. I remembered this cliff, it was the one Sunstreaker took me to very often when he wanted to spar with me, look up into the stars, or paint. The corners of my lip plates turned up into a fond smile at the memory.
I stared down into the cerulean blue waves, crashing into the the cliff's steep sides. It seemed like centuries ago I'd stare into this water. When things seemed less complicated, and I could be optimistic and free.
Before I died.
My mouth turned down into a scowl, and I glared down into the waters. It really hurts that Becca doesn't recognize me, and I'm probably the reason she's in this state right now. Pit, it hurt more than when Sunstreaker flipped out. And that really fragging hurted, emotionally and physically.
I knew my fate was already set in stone...but did it have to sting so bad? I truly thought I could fix everything if I had hope, and if I trusted that Primus could get me through it. But it seemed like things only went from bad to worse. And even if she did recover, would things still be the same?
No, it wouldn't.
Nothing would ever be the same. It's been nine months, and a lot can change in that time. Would she even accept me? I vaguely wondered if she was angry with me. I'd be, if my best friend in the whole world just left without saying goodbye, and then died. My tanks rolled, and I tried to think of anything to distract me. It was somewhere late in the afternoon, the sun was already in the west, not very far away from the horizon of the shimmering water.
Luckily, a distraction came in the form of Sunstreaker's comm.
Reluctantly, I opened the comm link. Yeah, Sunny?
He grunted from the infamous nickname. When's your patrol over?
I checked my internal chromoter, Um...about ten minutes, why?
Meet me in the Med Bay when you get back. I already have your energon.
I raised an optic ridge. How'd you know I was low? Did you scan me again?
. . .
I sighed, shaking my helm. Sunny, we've been over this! Stop scanning me unless I really need the scan! It's a total invasion of privacy, and you know how I feel about that.
I'm just taking precautions. He remarked, and I could feel the optic roll that went with that.
Precautions for what? I asked skeptically.
. . .
That's what I thought. I smirked, Don't worry your pretty yellow paint, Sunshine. I'll be there in a few.
I closed the comm, and stood to my pedes. I turned around, and nearly tripped backwards off the edge of the cliff, if I hadn't caught myself at the last moment. Immediately I dropped into a battle stance, my green optics narrowing with silent fury at the Cybertronian in front of me.
His glowing red eyes light up with amusement, "Hello, femme."
"Barricade." I growled.
Wow, so much rising tension lol. Thanks for reading, and don't forget to review!
