Chapter 11
Prowl walked down the hallway deep in thought. He knew he wanted to talk to the fem but how to approach her without setting off the twins? Already the base was filled with wispers, He knew he hadn`t been the only one in the command center the other night when Prime told him the story of how Windweaver had met the twins and he had seen the looks of fascination on the faces of the bots present. Although he had never expected the tales to spread quite so fast through the crew. prowl was serriously considering locking the twins in the brig to get a chance to speak with her, After all if it works why mess with it. Having spoken with Ratchet about her he knew she had yet to approach her father. Why he didnt know but the look of pain and sparkbreak on the faceplates of the cmo told a story of hard choices of sacrifices and secrets. And her file he still couldnt get past the fact that He didn`t have high enugh clearence to read it. What was everyone hidding? All Jazz would tell him is that somethings wern`t worth the pain of finding out. That somethings were best left in the past and that some secrets had the power to destroy us all if exposed. Something was niggling at the back of his processor and he couldn`t put his finger on it. What was it? So many questions why if the twins cared so much for this fem did they hate all other seekers? his processor began to ache he needed to rest this train of thought. Prowl walked into the rec room to grab a cube before the night shift sighned on, And there she was sitting there in the corner. All prowl could think was its now or never.
"Mind if I join you?" "No not at all be my guest." "So how are you liking it here on earth?" "It is differant to say the least but not in a bad way." "My guess is that I will in time come to accept being here on this planet,But for now it still seems surreal." "If I may you seem verry close to our residant twins how did that come to be?" "I know that Prime told you the storry of the arena`s but theres more to it. I was in medical school when we met and they were my rock when I needed someon to be there for me, we saved each other really I guess in the long run i came to see them as brothers and they me as a sister. And thats it really, I youll excuse me they get off shift soon and i promsed them a fight and drive." "Oh of course have fun."Prowl watched her walk away with a strange sense of deja vu. Where had he felt that energy signature before? It kept at him all through the rest of the day and ino the night. Deep in the recesses of the nemissis a set of red optics lit up behind a visor."So the little one has returned, Megatron must never find out. For if he did, If he did none in the world would be safe." The visored optics dimmed in thought. This would need to be handled carefully, and with precission. Noone must know what he did. Not anybot but especialy not Megatron. His processors drifted back to that faitful orn not so long ago. The orn in wich Megatron gave the order to leave no sparkling alive, he did so not out of cruelty but neccesity. To leave them alive whith no energon was to condem them to a slow tortureous offlineing. To that same orn in wich he commited his act of treason when he and another mech a neutral smuggled two tinny new sparks out of the Decepticon base. Twin sparks. What cruel fate that they survived to only be sepperated. The mech wounded in Kaon dropped one sparkling in the chaos,Only to die in Praxus, one sparkling was later found and rescued by a medic. so none shall ever know. Never know of the sparklings origins, nor the designation of the mech whose shot brought down the Neutral mech to lie at the Medics peds. The shot that put him down like a turbo rat, no it must be kept silent. After all who would belive a decepticon. With that thought a smile flickered across his lip components. The visor once again fell dark as the mech slipped back into recharge alone with his thoughts and his sins and his secrets. His council still kept alone and his secrets still his own. But for how long?