I am a bitch. I am so sorry I took so long to update. Shit has just been happening in my life and argh and a hospital.
Wait, what?
Anyway, thank you for the patience all of you have for waiting for my insane life to get back on schedule (somewhat). I shall do my best to update without waiting four months+ to do it.
Alerts/Favorites: TheLoveDov, metalatron-she-lives, McCrane55, BornWithTheSupercell, Dunk234, TheReapersDaughter, Jazaline Lupus, crazy-ghost-girl, Chainlinkmind, Jade Aislin, primesgirl4, phychicsanonymous, kneegirl, Foresthunter, sanityisgone, Pharuhi13, Zombiegirl0203, CalicoKat35, RyuuZetsumei, southern hickup, Demigod Princessa of the Sea, Fallen Angel 1243, Elizabeth0058, Scarecrowlovinggirl198, Hitsugaya Aiko, Steelrider, Rebecca13787, squishypeanut12, Crystal-Rose-Lover, and Spirit Kiss, TheGhost129, Mistra Rose, Transformeranimefan, WarriorKat21, Scion Nexus Prime, YamamotoFan, JerseyPrime23, and kesha379.
Reviews: CeciliawillsayHYPER, Fallen Angel 1243, Spirit Kiss, Mistra Rose, Scion Nexus Prime, and JerseyPrime23.
As always, thank you with lots of love. ^^
Oh, hey, the Hobbit fan event was tonight. Sooo pumped.
December 13th, bitches.
~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~
I woke up in my family's shared room. In my giant, robotic hand, I was clutching a small cube. I carefully opened a small chamber by my spark chamber and shifted down.
After hopping off my bed and landing with a thud, I headed for the door. Ratchet was outside, head down, recharging. I carefully snuck out and got about halfway down the hall before he powered on.
"What the-"
"SPRING BREAK!" I shrieked, transforming straight to car mode and peeling out.
Behind me, I could hear Ratchet swearing in Cybertronian. ::Stop, Yokiri!::
::NEVER!:: The other 'Bots jumped as I shrieked over the lines, fishtailing into the hangar and popping my doors.
"Family in!" My metallic voice still sounded funny to me, partially because I didn't usually spend much time in robot form.
Rikina, Eva and Maya looked at each other before diving in. I slammed the doors shut and took off through the open hangar door and out onto the base.
As I ran from the Hatchet, I kept swerving to avoid soldiers and other personnel, at one point launching myself up and over a cargo truck before coming down on the other side and taking off again.
Throughout the entire chase, we were accompanied by Ratchet's swearing and hysterical laughter from 'Bots and soldiers alike.
Even Optimus was amused. ::He will catch you eventually. The longer you delay, the worse it will be.::
::I'm tired of him having his creepy pedo paws up my armor!:: I said back, to the hysterical laughter of Will and Epps and Ratchet's pissed off roar of rage. ::Seriously, he's the Pedo-bear of the 'Bots!::
Rikina had tears streaming down her face as she choked out, ::You are so gonna die.::
Instantly sober, I turned back to the hangar and slowed down. Maya sensed my mood change and asked quietly, ::What's wrong?::
Everyone shut up immediately.
I sighed. ::Lots of things, and I can only fix a fraction of them. Do have some good news, though.::
::Oh?::
I didn't get to tell them, because the Decepticon alert went off.
~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~
It was Barricade and Starscream, attacking Moscow.
"Not Moscow!" I cried dramatically. "It's a hub of cultural history and significance!"
Rikina and Eva edged away slowly as Will and Nate's lips twitched. Optimus frowned at me and I made an apology face back before shutting up and being quiet.
Will and Epps went through the debrief. There would be two teams, each grouped with half of the current Autobots. There would be two platoons assigned to each Autobot to assist them. I was faintly aware of Ironhide grumbling over the comm. Lines about how the stupid fleshies would just get killed and sent him massive waves of disapproval as well as a promise to show him just how stupid we fleshies really are. He shivered and edged away as well.
The four of us – Maya, Rikina, Eva, and me – were confined to base, which we protested loudly. We could fight and were willing-had, in fact, already fought Decepticons and won. I claimed I could target their structures and bring them down easily, but was shot down. I warned the others not to try, that I had a plan.
We told everyone we were going to go stay in our room, ignored the cracks about pouting, and left. Once in our room, I opened the window and we slid out before sneaking over to the cargos they were using and hiding inside.
It took them three hours before they shipped out. We made jokes while we waited, even though we weren't nervous. It was a technique I had taught them to keep the fear from rising and the nervousness away.
When the troops walked out, no one looked happy. There were waves of great unhappiness flowing over the comm. lines, and the soldiers themselves were stiff and frowning. We kept quiet and still, barely moving for fear of being heard.
~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~
It took another three and a half hours to get to the designated landing zone. The planes landed and off-loaded, then powered down to wait until the battle was over. We waited thirty minutes after everything had stilled before dropping off and heading out.
It didn't take us much more than twenty minutes to get to the battle zone, and what we saw froze our sparks.
It wasn't two Decepticons. It was forty.
They were vastly outnumbered and losing ground, though no one was severely injured. We shared glances and moved as one unit, synced, silenced, and deadly. We slipped around to the back of the pack and started harassing them, dragging off and killing one quietly, then posing the body where it could be seen. I took potshots at the still-fresh 'Bots, hitting energon lines and important cables, sending them into stasis and then offline.
We killed maybe ten that way, and the 'Bots took another three or four. And then one of the Decepticons aimed at Optimus.
I was closest out of everyone and could easily see that it was a kill shot. I let out a scream of hate-fueled rage and exploded upwards, blades forming and swinging.
I took that fucker's head right off.
I heard angry swears from all sides – family, 'Bots, soldiers, Decepticons – but ignored it in favor of de-arming and de-feeting a nearby target before slipping my pretty, slim digits under his face seam and ripping his head off. Those nearby backed off.
I shrugged and grabbed my back-up gun and shot them in the processor before throwing myself at a nearby Decepticon.
The tide quickly turned in our favor and I started having fun. Ratchet and I teamed up for a while before being split, then the twins joined my side, then Ironhide. I was alone again when I heard the snick.
I spun around and saw a half-online Decepticon aiming his gun at Optimus's exposed back. By the way his optics were dimming, I knew he meant for it to be a kill-shot.
I wasn't fast enough to get over to the fucker and kill him. I did the next best thing.
"OPTIMUS!" My scream echoed over the field, catching everyone's attention, as I leapt over the bodies and shoved him out of the way just before the Decepticon discharged.
The blast hit my spark chamber square-on, sending me flying into a nearby building.
My last thought as my world went black was, quite simply, I'm sorry.
~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~TFFF~~~
I am such a fucking troll.
Sorry it's so short. Also sorry about the cliffhanger. (Not really.)
I won't take four months to update, I promise. I'll try to have it out next week.
I'm off to go be a troll.
(Review and maybe I'll update faster. '-')
