Chapter 11

Bludgeon blew a whistle and Rodimus swung his sword at Drift who quickly rolled out of the way kicking Rodimus shin and sending him on his aft. Drift held the tip of his sword at Rodimus neck who held his servos up by his face in surrender.

"Excellent" Bludgeon praises Drift. Drift helps up Rodimus and slaps his back. "Now, you think you can take me on"

Drift looks at him without expression and twirls his sword ready to strike. He gets in a fighting stance and anticipates that Bludgeon is more of a defensive fighter. He crept towards him, not taking his optics off of him. Bludgeon realized what Drift was attempting and he quickly lunged at him at slashed Drifts arm. He looked at his arm armor realizing a gash in it and some energon leaking from it. Bludgeon then kicks Drift center mass and sent him flying backward. He slid on his back and screeched to a stop. Bludgeon sheathed his sword. "Now what have I been trying to tell you about confidence." He sarcastically remarks to Drift as he sits up groaning.

Nobody responds just staring at him. "You should never predict your opponents next move, just because your enemy likes to fight a certain way doesn't mean that they can't adapt." He looks over to Drift who slowly gets up and twists his torso from side to side. Bludgeon pulls a medical kit from his subspace and throws it to Drift who catches it.

"You get injured, you repair yourself" Bludgeon instructs. Drift looks up at him and then looks back at his current situation. The slash in his arm is decently large and is leaking energon. Drift retracts his sleeve and pulls a rag from the medical kit and dabs it in a cleaning solution. He quickly dabs it in the wound. He feels some pain but holds it back as he grabs a stapler looking device. He looks away and smashes the stapler on the wound and he screams as the staples lock themselves in his metallic skin.

"PRIMUS THAT FRAGGING HURTS!" He screams throwing the device down stomping the ground in rage and shaking his arm around.

"Quit complaining, you'll be fine" Bludgeon comes up to him and pats Drifts shoulder as he clenches his denta and looks at his arm.

"SIR, ITS ONE THING AFTER THE OTHER WITH ME!" he complains as he expands his sleeve.

"Well that's all for today anyway" Bludgeon looks at the clock. Drift blows air out of the side of his mouth without anyone noticing.

"The upperclassmen will be joining you tomorrow, hazing is a proud ritual in this outfit, expect them to treat you like scrap. We are all friends here so don't take what they say or do personally." He instructs looking to the faces of his class. "Alright, get some R&R" he waves them off.

Eclypse walks next to Drift on the way out, she feels saddened by the damage he has taken. Drift glances over to her and casually smiles and she returns the favor. They reach the front of the school again and Springer and Rodimus immediately take off.

"Hey Moonrider" she looks over to him. "You free this weekend?"

She doesn't know what to say and looks at his battered frame. "If you don't want to its ok." He is about to transform but she grabs his arm

"What do you want to do?" she nervously spits out, smiling

Drift looks back down at her "I was thinking a movie"

"Good idea, what movie?" she quickly recites in excitement

"I was thinking either Halloween, or The Derr Hunter, if you're into those kind of movies" he rubs the back of his helm nervously, he knows he mispronounced the second name

"I haven't heard of either"

"Halloween is a horror movie, while the other one is a war movie"

"I don't know, tell me after practice tomorrow kay"she smiles at him before transforming and driving away.

Drift transforms and drives home as well.