Well I'm leaving tomorrw morning to go to Grandma's and hopefull I'll be able to work on both school work and computer life. So this is a short chapter that I wanted to leave you guys with. And if you've haven't reviewed in a while please tell me what you think of the idea.
Chapter XII
Starscream's head nearly exploded trying to think of a new way to control the green sparkling. The only way to control him was to get inside his body, but the fragging orb was what caused him to fail. He would try destroying it, but Optimus Prime would have made sure that the orb was indestructible for his child. There was no way to get to the child without thinking of the mission as suicidal.
"Still sulking here, Screamer?" Frenzy laughed as he passed by his room. "Told ya it was a bad idea, didn't I?"
"Shut up," Starscream growled lowly. He didn't dare look at the Cassetteicon. That stupid grin on his face would make him ticked and want to shoot him to kingdom come. And Soundwave would then try to kill hi, huh?
"The big boys are in the throne room, plannin' somethin'. I think you might wanna hear it."
Half of Starscream said to stay, but the other half said that he should go. Still, hearing whatever Megatron was planning was the best choice, no matter how much he hated him. So Starscream stood up from the chair he was in and followed Frenzy back to the throne room.
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Foster stayed in his room, drawing a picture of what he remembered Megatron to look like. Once he was done coloring it, he took a dart board he found in the basement. He taped the picture up on the dart board and grabbed the darts. The sparkling stood on the other edge of the room and kept a death glare on the picture and hoisted up a dart.
"Foster, you in here?" Henry said, coming in the room. Foster threw the dart immediately after his uncle came in and bulls-eyed at Megatron's right leg.
"Yeah," Foster muttered, taking another dart. He hit the drawing at the stomach.
"Still mad?"
"I've got a picture of my dad's enemy on a dart board." The kid said, really acting as if he was stating the most obvious.
"Right…" Foster hit him again in the optic. "Do you want something to eat?"
"Some pick axes would be nice." The green kid didn't take his eyes off the drawing, keeping his angry expression glued to the dart board. Henry chuckled.
"For the picture or for your food?" he said.
"Both." He threw another and hit Megatron in a spot that males don't like getting shot. "Bulls-eye."
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School came around again for Andrew and Mary. Foster wasn't so sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing anymore. For one reason, both of them had his signature written all over them and that made the Decepticons' job easy to track them down. The only good part that really came was the kids learning something in school. But the sparkling knew that whatever he would say to Henry, Daniel, or even Andrea, they would still have to take the kids to school.
The first day came and Foster stayed up in his room. He studied up on what was the best way to melt metal (if Frenzy or Rumble ever tried to track them again). He came across a question that was posted on a forum site that said "Can a light saber cut through Adamantium?" First he had to know what the heck a light saber even was and found out that it was just some made-up weapon in an old science fiction movie called Star Wars. Though the perception of the saber's power didn't seem so far off; the hilt was the base of the energy sword and the blade was made totally out of light. Since light was a tremendous source of heat, it was possible that made the saber could cut through any metal, even Cybertronian.
"I found my science project," he grinned. He didn't notice his sister standing behind him.
"I haven't even found mine yet," she said. Foster yelped in surprise and turned around quick to see her curious face. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing!" he said without hesitation. "Nothing at all! Just, uh…You know, reading. The usual."
"Oh…Just wondering." And she walked off. Foster sighed and put his hand to his head.
"So close…" he sighed. "She would've been on my tail forever." He went back to studying the idea of the light saber. The blade could only go up to three-feet long and the only thing it couldn't penetrate was another energy shield, sword, or wall. Hopefully the Decepticons didn't have much of it. And lastly it could serve as a thin shield against attacks ranging from the most primitive like spears to the most advanced like high-heat blast bolts.
Though he knew that this was all just created from a human's mind for a fiction story, it seemed intelligent enough to try it. Foster would be the one to actually prove the creator right but would have to go through more trouble than what the prop designer could. He was dealing with something that was more advanced than human technology and possibly Cybertron. It was a challenge he was ready to accept, no matter the cause.
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Author's Note: I would so work on that project with him! How about the rest of you?
