Author's Note: Thanks to I am Blueberry ( the answer to your question is yes ;D) for reviewing the last chapter! Enjoy and I own nothing but my OCs which are now deceased...
Lightning Strikes Twice-Ragtag Bunch
"I gotta a feeling when the sun comes up I'm gonna wish I have a storm warning. I'm gonna wish I had a sign. I'm gonna wish I had a little heads up, little more lee-way, little more time"-Storm Warning, Hunter Hayes
Inferno's team consisted of Chromia, a pink femme, and a set of twins. The twins were late and when Jazz left the pink femme said, "I'm Arcee. Inferno'll be here in a few; he had to hunt down Sunny and Sides."
"Ironhide," the onetime Decepticon said. "And who the slag are you talking about?"
"Sideswipe and Sunstreaker are split spark twins and trouble at that," Chromia drawled dryly.
"Ratchet probably bolted 'em to the floor this time," Arcee said with a snicker.
"Not yet," a bright voice said and a red mech came around the corner with a gold one and Inferno right behind him. "He hasn't caught up to us." Then the red mech spotted Ironhide. "Hey newbie, I'm Sideswipe and the gold guy behind me is my twin Sunstreaker."
Ironhide fixed Sideswipe with a cool look and said, "Ironhide." Sideswipe's smirk faltered some at the black mech's cool response. Sunstreaker snickered and Sideswipe spun to glare at his twin.
"Enough," Inferno barked. "We have a job to do. Optimus Prime has asked us to got to the camp at the edge of Iacon. It was attacked four joors ago and we are to look for survivors." The ragtag bunch silenced immediately as they made their way to the space bridge, it would take too long to bring in survivors by the conventional way. When they arrived Inferno said, "Split into teams. Com if you find anyone."
Instantly Sideswipe and Sunstreaker headed off in one direction without another word. "Oh no you two don't," Chromia snapped. "Sideswipe you're coming with me. Sunstreaker can go with Inferno."
Both started to protest but Inferno nodded. "Consider that an order," the red mech said and the twins reluctantly split up leaving Arcee and Ironhide to search together.
"So what'd you do to tick off Chromia?" Arcee asked as they searched the wreckage. "Insinuate that femmes couldn't fight as well a mechs."
"Of course not," Ironhide replied. "I worked in the Decepticons for a while. I know perfectly well that femmes can be just as dangerous if not more so than mechs."
"Hmm," Arcee hummed. "Wonder what's got her all riled up then. She hasn't been acting normally since you showed up. And I should know; I'm her sister."
Ironhide shrugged and that was when they heard it; a soft clicking. They both exchanged surprised glances before quietly searching through their wreckage. It was Ironhide who found the sparkling. The young mech was close to the same size as his hand and a vibrant yellow under all the dust. "Arcee," was all the black mech said before the pink femme was at his side.
"Holy Primus," Arcee whispered. "A sparkling." Ironhide picked the sparkling up just before a blast came from the sky to incinerate the junk the sparkling had just been lying on. Arcee and Ironhide both looked up. It was Ramjet hovering in midair. To Ironhide his old friends optics looked wild with madness. The loss of Breeze and Livewire had driven Ramjet out of his processor.
"Arcee take the sparkling and run. I'll cover you," Ironhide said.
"Now you're suggesting that I'm weak," Arcee hissed.
"No," Ironhide said patiently. "I'm suggesting that you're faster." At that Arcee took the sparkling, turned and ran. Ironhide fired off a few blasts at Ramjet and then raced after her, making sure that any shot Ramjet fired would hit him before it hit Arcee and the sparkling. His com buzzed once as Arcee opened a public link with the rest of the team.
::Arcee to whoever the slag is listening. Ironhide and I have a sparkling and we're being chased by an insane Seeker::
::Ramjet:: Ironhide added over the com, sending a couple blasts behind him. Despite their best efforts Ramjet was gaining.
::Sideswipe to Arcee and Ironhide. What's your position?::
::Arcee to Sideswipe. We're about two kilks from where we started::
Moments later the twins leapt over a pile of slag and deactivated warriors, peppering Ramjet with blasts. Chromia darted over to Arcee, firing at Dreadwing who was coming up on Arcee from the front. Ironhide cursed and added his blast to hers, letting the twins cover for him.
"Thanks," he told the blue femme before spinning and almost blasting TC from the sky. The temporary truce between the old friends was gone just like that. Skywarp was just behind TC and Blackout was coming to back up Dreadwing while a few drones joined Ramjet. They were now outnumbered.
::Inferno to Prime. We have a situation. Requesting immediate back up:: Both Chromia and Ironhide vented exasperated sighs at that as they blasted drone after drone out of the sky. It was nothing they couldn't handle.
::Optimus to Inferno. Back up coming. ETA one breem::
When Mirage, Jazz, Prowl, Ultra Magnus, and Optimus Prime showed up Chromia and Ironhide were shooting down the rest of the drones and the Decepticons were on the retreat. "Guess we didn't need back up," Inferno said. Optimus and Jazz both laughed while Ultra Magnus, Prowl, and Mirage stared at the wreckage the trigger happy mech and femme had caused. That was when Ironhide saw something out of one optic. Before anyone else could react he crashed into the Autobot leader hard enough to send the slightly large mech flying. In the next second a blast struck him square in the back. Ironhide's last thought was that Ratchet was not going to be happy to see him in the med bay...again.