Author's Note: Sorry for not updating in a while! Thanks to I am Blueberry for reviewing the last chapter! Enjoy and I own nothing but Nexia
Unusual Orphans
Chapter V, Part II
They were finally putting themselves together. After almost an entire month Mirage was finally becoming able to put his pad and pencil aside and take some interest in Jazz's Special Ops training. In fact Jazz was slightly chagrined to see his younger sibling overtake him in the learning department. Finally able to relax and not worry so much about Mirage, Jazz's training began to move along at a quicker pace. There had been no news about Nexia and both brothers had finally had to admit this was the way things were going to be.
Nexia had adjusted as well to the absence of her brothers. Finally able to focus completely on the tasks placed before her she rose quickly in Special Ops, much to Knock Out's displeasure. He placed her with Fracture, a dark tempered strawberry blonde who hated team work as much as she did Autobots. Nexia knew her teammate was going to be trouble but she said nothing, not wanting to risk having to face her father, or worse, Megatron. And so the world moved on.
The first hint any of them had that something was going to go very, very wrong came in the form of a very disturbing message. The city they attacked had long refrained from choosing sides in this war so Megatron had ignored it, acting as if it didn't exist. Now it looked as if he would tolerate neutrality no longer. Fracture and Nexia along with two other Special Ops teams scouted the area around and in the town for two weeks before Megatron made his move, crushing the entire town and killing everyone in it no matter what faction they supported.
Jazz was training with Smokescreen when the message came. It was in the form of Ratchet who interrupted their training which was unusual. Normally it was Hound with some news from one place or another that cut into their sparring sessions. "Optimus wants you in the communication room now," the medic said. Smokescreen followed the medic out of the room, motioning for Jazz to follow. Optimus and Ironhide were already waiting in the comm room along with a very pale Blaster.
"Hey all," the young techie said, his usual chipper attitude noticeably absent. Instead his sky blue eyes looked despondent.
"You said it was important," Optimus prodded gently.
"Yeah," Blaster said, swallowing hard before turning on his screen. What they saw before them made Jazz feel sick. It was obviously Decepticon work. No one else killed as brutally, this Jazz knew. Every inch of the building in which the picture had been taken was covered in energon and bodies. "There's more but I don't think you want to see them," Blaster said, turning tired eyes to his leader. Jazz was glad then for his small figure as he slipped silently out of his room, not wanting to hear anymore. How could he tell Mirage about this? How could he tell his just recovered younger brother that Nexia had, in all likelihood been involved in a massacre? Then again how could he not?
The Autobots weren't the only ones sickened by the destruction. Nexia was slumped on her bunk in the room she had once shared with her siblings refusing to speak to even Soundwave. No matter how he prodded her even mentally she refused to respond. Part of her was in shock from the bloody spectacle she had just witnessed. The rest of her was very much angry with the world in general. Soundwave finally gave up and left her to her own devices. That was why Nexia was surprised when the door opened and someone came in to sit next to her.
"It was nasty wasn't it?" Nexia tilted her head to look up at Blackout, her face slightly tear streaked.
"It was murder," she said in a whisper soft voice.
"Unfortunately yes," Blackout said heavily and Nexia looked over him. His left arm was in a sling but other than that he looked the same as he had in her childhood, long black hair still pulled back at the nape of his neck.
"Am I doing the right thing?" she asked, glancing blankly at the wall across from her.
"I can't tell you that," Blackout said, standing back up slowly. "You have to know for yourself whether what you're doing is right or not." Then he was gone. An hour later Nexia came out of her room and joined Soundwave at the monitors without another word.
End Part II
The Story Will Be Continued In Part III