Hey guys! Well, Vegas was a lot of fun! I wish I could go back already... cries... But anyway, thank you all for the reviews up to this point, I'm always happy to see your thoughts on my stories! Anyway, here's the next installment!
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, but I DO own Cat and Five.
--
Cat sat on the edge of a cliff in the grand canyons. The early morning light washed over the area, making the already golden cliffs as bright as shimmering gold. Her eyes were closed as she was sat back on her hands, her legs dangling over the cliff. She could feel the warmth of the sun envelope her like a warm blanket.
So many memories in just a month. Cat was glad to get away from everything, even if it were only for a couple of days. Her bike stood just a few feet away from her, every part of it glimmering honorably. Cat knew that she would be taking major heat over being gone, but it would be worth it. She had been training herself hard in the new settings of the basement facility, not to mention what they had discovered the day that Sam and Mikaela had come to visit her, thinking that she was dying.
--
-Flashback-
"I just can't get over this apartment!" Mikaela said excitedly, running from room to room looking over everything with awe.
"You think that when we turn eighteen she'll share?" Sam asked.
Mikaela just laughed as she settled down onto the couch, Sam's first instinct lead him to the refrigerator.
"Whoa! Jackpot!" the teen yelled in excitement.
"Sam! We didn't come here to raid her fridge!" Mikaela giggled as she looked around for the remote.
Sam looked up from the top of the door and replied, "We didn't come here to watch the home shopping network either…"
Mikaela turned and gave him a narrow eyed glare and said, "I just like seeing the stupid crap people actually buy…"
"Yeah okay," Sam laughed, ducking his head back into the fridge.
Mikaela rolled her eyes and looked back to the television asking, "So where did Bee go off to again?"
"He was going to catch up with the other guys, see what they've been up to," Sam replied, clinking glass jars together as he corralled items into his arms.
"You don't think that we're keeping him from being around the other Autobots… Do you?" Mikaela asked.
Sam stopped gathering things up and looked over the door at Mikaela again.
"No, I think if he didn't want to be around us, he'd be here instead," he shrugged.
"Yeah, you're probably right," Mikaela smiled.
As Sam started putting together towers of sandwiches, and Mikaela found her favorite channel, there was a loud noise heard from above them.
Mikaela didn't move her eyes away from the television and said, "Quit making all that noise over there! Cat won't be happy if you tear up her apartment!"
Sam had completely stopped what he was doing and looked around the apartment, following the booming noises coming from within the walls.
"It's not me…" he replied, his eyes scanning the ceiling and walls, following the sounds.
The noises grew louder and more profuse.
"Sam I'm serious! If you don't stop making that noise, I'll-" Mikaela froze as she looked over and saw that the boy was, indeed, still as stone himself. Her eyes moved about the room as well, trying to follow whatever it was that was making the noise.
"Sam… What is that?" She asked, getting up from the couch and slowly walking over to Sam, scared.
"Why do I not like where this is going?" Sam asked.
"Maybe we should call for Bee-" as Mikaela said this a loud crashing sound caught them off guard.
They focused their attention over towards the front of the apartment. One of the air vents had burst open, a small cloud of black dust clouded from the small vent. Sam and Mikaela's eyes caught sight of the air vent, but saw nothing in the vicinity of it.
"Sam…" Mikaela was too afraid to say anything else.
Sam turned and looked to his girlfriend with a confused look on his face, "Did Cat happen to mention an infestation of any sort in her apartment?"
"Not that I'm aware of…" the girl answered in a frightened tone.
Suddenly a small blur of silver shot out of the corner of their eyes and they jumped.
"Did you see that?!" Sam asked.
"Y-yeah! Sam… That thing looks familiar… Can we leave to go find the Autobots?" Mikaela responded.
"Yeah… Let's go…" Sam placed his hand on the small of Mikaela's back and nudged her gently out of the kitchen and towards the front door.
When they were just three or four feet from the door, the silver blur shot out in front of them again, this time stopping. Small, beady, blue optics glared at them menacingly.
"Oh my god…" Mikaela backed up into Sam.
--
The med bay was dark and quiet… too quiet for a certain medic.
Ratchet had been busy entering information into the mainframe ever since he and the others had gotten Cat to sleep. It had only been about an hour since then, but something told him that a certain someone was up to mischief. He patched through the communications link to Peterson.
"Something I can help you with?" Peterson picked up the phone.
"What's Catherine's status?" Ratchet asked calmly, still punching information into the mainframe.
"Last I checked she was sleeping without tossing or turning finally. Hold on, though, and I'll check," the medic recognized the sound of the phone receiver being placed on a desk, and the sound of the doctor's chair moving out of position, as well as footsteps. A few seconds later, the footsteps coming back were loud and quick paced. The phone was immediately picked up.
"She's gone!" Peterson growled.
"Gone?" Ratchet stopped typing into the mainframe and looked down into the intercom.
"Well she's not in the med bay at least! How she ever got out without me knowing is kind of a miracle in itself!" Peterson said gruffly.
Ratchet scowled, "Something told me that it was too good to be true that she could stay still for too long…"
--
"Where'd it go?!" Mikaela asked, holding onto the back of Sam's shirt. They had managed to run and take refuge in Cat's bedroom, Sam had the door cracked open a little to see out into the hallway.
"I don't know… Why doesn't Cat have a phone in her bedroom?! And why did we have to leave ours out of our reach?!" he closed the door and looked to the scared girl.
"… You stay here… I'm going to make a run for the door…" Sam ordered, his face stern.
"You're not leaving me here with that thing!" Mikaela scolded.
"I'm just going to get out the door and yell for help, okay?" he reasoned.
Before another word was said, Frenzy began pounding on the door. He could have just as easily just punched through it, but the little creep was more interested in seeing how scared he could make the teens. Sam and Mikaela jumped back away from the door.
"Go, go!" Sam pushed Mikaela so that they were hiding behind Cat's bed for cover.
The door was being pounded on. Again and again the booms never ended.
"What do we do?!" Mikaela yelled.
Finally the door burst open, breaking it off of it's hinges and sending the oak paneled wood flying halfway into the room. There stood the small Decepticon.
"D-d-d-d-destroy!" it yelled.
"Sam…" Mikaela clung to his shirt, burying her face into his shoulder.
Frenzy made a run for the two, his small arms transforming into their weapon forms ready to fire. He jumped onto the bed and leapt into the air. At the last second Sam turned and shielded Mikaela from the oncoming assault.
BANG BANG BANG
Shots fired, and Sam grasped onto Mikaela as tight as possible. But a second after the shots were fired, he could feel no pain. He opened his eyes, and turned to see that Frenzy had landed on the floor just a few feet away, seemingly unharmed, but scared off. His tiny blue optics burning with rage as he looked back towards the doorway.
Cat stood with her forty-four caliber barrel smoking from the shots. She had it pointed directly at the pint-sized creature of metal.
"Cat?" Sam couldn't remember when he was that relieved.
"You two okay?" she asked calmly, her eyes locked onto Frenzy to ensure that he wouldn't harm her friends.
"Y-Yeah we're fine…" Sam answered, moving so that he was allowing Mikaela to look up as well.
"Good… Where the hell did this little freak come from, I wonder?" Cat asked aloud in a low growl.
Frenzy once again transformed his small arms into weapons, needle-sized bullets shooting from his own small armory.
"Get down!" Cat yelled, shooting her own gun at the metal creature and doing her best to dodge it's shots.
Sam shoved Mikaela back down again to protect her from the crossfire.
"Cat!" Mikaela yelled in an even more frightened tone.
Frenzy ran and jumped towards the doorway, causing Cat to backup into the hallway herself, taking refuge in the nearby bathroom as she left her right arm out shooting at the Decepticon. Frenzy made a run towards the living room as he ran backwards, still shooting as well.
Once Cat was sure that he was far enough away, she made a run towards the living room as well, keeping her weapon up and ready. As she entered the living area, she quickly came under fire, ducking down behind a chair. Frenzy never relented on his guns a blazing. He kept firing until he was sure he had managed to strike Cat down. For a few seconds it was quiet after he stopped his barrage.
Cat flew up from behind the chair and began firing herself. She only managed to knick the creature a few times, but not cause any major damage. Cat fired until the magazine attachment ran out of bullets. And now she was out of options.
"Oh shit…" She ducked behind the chair again as small ammunitions tore through her living room.
"I just got all this shit too…" she growled.
Cat was putting a plan together in her head when she saw Sam and Mikaela's head poke out of the bedroom door.
"Get BACK!" Cat ordered firmly, causing the teens to retreat, but not before Sam managed to get grazed by a small bullet on his right cheek.
"Sam!" Cat yelled, seeing the flinching face of her friend.
"That's it!" Cat's yellow eye's retina expanded it's depth perception as she readied herself for battle. She flew from her hiding spot and ran towards Frenzy, jumping from side to side as fast as her still weakened human legs to carry her.
She reached her hands out so that she could grab the little monster by the throat, ready to rip him in two. But before she could reach him, he jumped out of the way, causing her to crash into the floor.
"T-t-t-t-t-too slow!" the small creature cackled with laughter.
Cat growled and was about to stand when the mech-sized garage door slid open, causing Cat and Frenzy to look over and see a confused Bumblebee.
"Frenzy?!" the yellow mech was shocked to say the least.
The small Decepticon knew that he was, now, outnumbered. So he ran towards the windows, Cat getting up and running after him.
"No you don't!" she yelled angrily, her legs pumping to get to him.
Frenzy jumped into the large window, shattering it into thousands of small shards, and dove over the edge of the high cliffs. Cat was just a couple of feet behind him as she took one last long jump and ducked her shoulders, readying herself for a dive out as well. Taking the final leap, she was mere inches from the dive when she felt something grab at the back of her shirt tightly, pulling her back into the apartment. It was such a tight grasp that her arms weren't able to move freely, instead they were simply stuck in the overhead position. She wiggled and jerked in Bumblebee's grasp.
"Let me go!" she ordered.
Bumblebee merely shook his head as he opened a communications link to Optimus.
-Optimus, we have a breech in security! We need every available Autobot to Cat's room, immediately!-
-What's the matter, Bumblebee?- the leader asked.
-Frenzy was here, and Cat's about to harm herself to chase after him!- the yellow mech replied.
-Frenzy? But I was informed by Secretary Keller that they had killed him!-
-Apparently they didn't finish the job as they thought that they had sir- Bumblebee took a better grasp on the angry girl as he surveyed the damage in her quarters.
-We're on our way!- Optimus cut the communications.
"What are you doing?! He's getting away!" Cat screeched.
"A jump like that would surely have killed you… Where's Sam and Mikaela?" he asked, placing the girl on the living room floor.
"They're back in my room! I was pissed because the little freak hurt Sam!" Cat growled.
Bumblebee's shock was even more so apparent on his face, "He was harmed?!"
At that moment, the two teens walked from the hallway, the yellow mech rushing to their sides.
"It's just a flesh wound, Bee. Nothing to worry about…" Sam held some Kleenex paper to his face to staunch the blood flow.
Cat huffed and walked to the broken window, to try and find out where Frenzy might have landed, but couldn't see anything more than rocky cliffs.
"He's gone…" she growled.
-End Flashback-
--
Yeah, Cat could definitely use some time to herself. She hadn't gotten a moment's peace, even after her apartment was repaired. Her eyes opened as the sun had risen just a bit further. She laid back against the rocky ridges and breathed a heavy sigh.
Just a little while longer and she'll start on her way back.
--
"What's this meeting about anyway?" Ironhide griped.
"I heard that Ratch approved an invention of old Jack's, and they're gonna tell us all about it today," Jazz replied.
"An invention of Jack's?!" Ironhide couldn't believe his audio receptors, "That's crazy! Doesn't Ratchet know any better by now, not to trust anything that that crazy mech lays his hands on?!" Ironhide bellowed.
"I'm sure if Ratchet and Optimus approved it, then it must be of some value," Bluestreak commented.
Jazz laughed, "Yeah, but you never know when something's just gonna blow up because of a few bad wires."
"Exactly ma point!" Ironhide agreed.
The twins only smirked at the comments as the room doors opened, and everyone turned to see the three mechs walk in, Wheeljack with a cloth covering a small device in his left hand. They all sat down and began their meeting.
"As some of you may have heard, we have a new product that we'd like to test out. Now I know that some of you may be skeptical, but I can assure you that both Ratchet and I have done some serious overlooking of this project," Optimus started.
"Wat iz it?" Jazz asked with curiosity.
Even with the mask over his face, you could tell that Wheeljack's facial expression was ecstatic.
"I trust that you remember that I dismantled one of those holomatter projectors?" everyone nodded.
"Well, I managed to use those designs to create a projector that would be decent enough for us to use," he continued.
"Use for what?" Sunny asked.
"To create holomatter projectors for ourselves of course!" Wheeljack answered proudly.
--
Chapter Teaser!
Cat had relaxed in her bed just enough to the point where she could finally feel her muscles begin to tingle.
A giggle.
Cat's eyes shot open and she sat up in bed.
Another giggle.
Cat looked around her room and saw that she couldn't pick up any infrared signatures.
"Who's there?!" she yelled.
"Shhh! Shut up!" she heard a whisper.
Cat jumped out of bed and made a dash towards the hallway. When she arrived, she stopped dead in her tracks… And screamed…
