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Midnight Menace
Ratchet did indeed blow a gasket. Maybe many of them.
"WHAAAAAAAAT?!" The medic roared, and grabbed up his trusty old wrench. Sabrawing held up her arms defensively. "I'D OFFLINE MYSELF BEFORE ANYTHING LIKE THAT HAPPENED, AND I'D HAVE TO BE THE ONE TO HELP DELIVER!" Sabrawing looked at the door, and waved her servos.
"SHH! Ratchet! Not so loud! I don't want anyone else to overhear!" Sabrawing pleaded quietly. "You've got to understand! Before the war and the division of us Cybertronians, Megatron and I were already bonded and had a sparkling together! It's not like I'm doing anything drastic!" Ratchet listened, but was still slightly furious.
"NOTHING DRASTIC?!" Ratchet scoffed aloud, throwing his arms in the air, "What if he finds out you're carrying another mech's sparkling? Who's to say that he won't harm the little spark?" Sabrawing crossed her arms and sniffed.
"Let ME worry about that. I just want to know if having two sparklings from different mechs will work." Sabrawing reassured, then shrugged, "If you don't want to help, I could always go to someone else. No problem there." Ratchet thought about this as his cooling units kicked in.
"Hmm. Well, as far as my knowledge goes, I'm sure this will work. But I don't know what effects it will have on you. But before the sparklings are sparked, I want you to read this." Ratchet said striding over to a cabinet to rummage around in it. He pulled out a datapad, and handed it to her, then pushed the main button. "This is all the information you need to know about twin sparklings and how you go about satisfying their needs. It will be difficult work, and you have to prevent stressing yourself, otherwise too much stress may make them abort." Sabrawing held the datapad, and read the general introduction.
"Oh I see. Okay, I will read this. Thank you Ratchet." Sabrawing said, and walked to the door reading the datapad. She turned and glanced at him. "If this all does work out the way it should, would it really bother you if I asked you to help deliver? I've done it before by myself, it shouldn't be so bad the second time and with twins." Ratchet nodded his head.
"Nah, it wouldn't bother me so much. Sparklings are the most beautiful things. But if you've already sparked before, then it shouldn't be much different. But I'd reccommend seeing me as you go into labor. You never know when you would need help." Ratchet said, and realized he was still gripping his wrench. He stuffed it into a toolbox with similar old tools. "Eh. You better get to recharging. You need adequate recharge. It'll tell you that in the databank." Sabrawing nodded, and exited the med bay reading the first chapter.
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The warehouse was dark and silent when she came out of the med bay. She rubbed a servo at her optics, and trudged back to an extra room the autobots had set up for her. She treaded quietly past Prowl's, Bulkhead's and Prime's room. And she stopped to listen to the muffled sound of music coming from Bumblebee's room. She continued down the hall which continued to get darker, and she had to put on her night vision visor on. She walked past the next door but stopped abruptly. She looked at the door that closed off Jumpstarter's room. She glanced back at her datapad and stood there, debating on whether to wake Jumpstarter and talk to him. She shook her head and continued to her room. She punched in her private code and waited as the door slid open silently. She stepped inside and flipped her switch, setting the datapad on a desk inside. She sat down heavily at the desk, and heaved a sigh.
"What am I doing? Why am I doing this again?" She mused to herself, doubting her capabilities of maintaining her stress levels as she switched bot to con during her gestation. This is a good plan. This will work. Besides, I know you've always wanted another sparkling. But having these two will help bring both sides together once again. The allspark pulsed to her. Sabrawing stood turning off her lights, and took the datapad with her to the large open window in her room. She smiled as she sat herself on the extra-wide window-sill and rested her back against the frame. She looked over the glowing city of Detroit and the moonlit lake amongst the trees. She sighed, and looked at the datapad that Ratchet told her to read.
As she got into the second paragraph, she thought she had heard a low growl below her window by the ground. She peered over, readying her cannon just in case. Two red eyes peered back up at her, and she lowered her cannon as it leaped up and landed inside her room. It proceeded to sit in the sill facing her. Sabrawing looked at this creature now that it was in the light. It was a robotic cat of sorts. She then noticed the Decepticon symbol on it's chest as it was sitting.
"Ravage?" She asked tentatively, and gaining a purr from the con, "What are you doing here?" She then asked as the cat began to cough. Sabrawing was now confused. She rarely saw ravage out and about at the base, then she looked around below. But then that must mean Soundwave is here as well...Wait- I wonder if Megatron is here too? She turned her attention back to ravage as she heard something clink on the sill. She picked it up, and looked at it noting that it was some sort of canister. She clicked the top to the right, and it popped open. Out came a scroll shaped datapad and she proceeded to read it. After the first few lines she immediately recognized that Megatron wrote this up and began to worry that something was wrong but to her findings, nothing was. She smiled to herself, and glanced back over to the lake that shimmered white in the moonlight. She rolled up the datapad and put it back in the canister and handed it back to ravage, who swallowed it. She stuck her datapad in the compartment with the allspark so no one would come in her room and accidentally read it. She opened her arms to ravage, "Need a ride over?" She asked the robotic feline. Ravage crawled on her lap, and she wrapped her arms around him to secure him and she simply rolled off the windowsill and was free-falling to the ground and kicked the thrusters on her feet on, and they took off towards the lake.
Sabrawing landed softly at the lakeside and leaned over to let ravage down, who sat at her feet. She looked around for Megatron and Soundwave, but didn't see them at all. She checked for spark signatures, and there were hers and ravages. She put her servos on her hips, and began to doubt the message's meaning. But, ravage wouldn't have let me take him down there. He won't go anywhere without Soundwave. She thought to herself and glanced down at the bot--he was gone. She shook her head, and decided she was going to head back when an arm hooked around her waist.
"Going somewhere are we?" Came the low grumble. Sabrawing smirked, and shook her head.
"Nowhere now, I guess. You shouldn't really be here." Sabrawing said, and turned to face her visitor, "What's the visit about Megatron? Is something wrong?" Megatron only chuckled, tracing the Autobot insignia on her left wing.
"I miss you." He answered, then continued when he saw that she wasn't convinced. "Can't I come and visit my beloved?" He murmured to her as he held her to him. Sabrawing smiled sweetly, placing her white servo on his cheek.
"You still remember those days of our past? I can't believe that." She said, and chuckled quietly. Megatron frowned slightly, and shook his head.
"Of course I remember meeting the most beautiful femme seeker in all of Cybertron." Megatron replied. Sabrawing crossed her arms, and her optics narrowed.
"Do you agree with me that your pathetic master killed our sparkling?" She asked. Megatron scowled, and huffed.
"He didn't do anything. He didn't know about you." Megatron growled menacingly. Sabrawing stared at him flatly for a while, until something dawned upone her face.
"You- Didn't get the pictures I sent to you?" Sabrawing asked, scouring his faceplates for the answer. His blank stare confirmed her horrors.
"You sent pictures?" He asked slowly. Sabrawing stared into the distance in realization.
"I sent them through our link. Right to you. Why didn't you get them? I don't-" Sabrawing began, and started to pace back and forth, rubbing at her brow.
Megatron pondered. The Fallen had been keeping a close eye on him... Perhaps he had tapped through to his link... He was propelled into the past as the words echoed in his mind. "I need your undivided attention! No one else deserves it but ME." The Fallen had roared at him one day.
Megatron pieced this together with Sabrawing's allegations, and anger flourished through his processor as he came back to reality. He glared around, anger seeping from him in a deathly aura. Sabrawing was standing hip-deep in the water of the lake, wading about aimlessly.
"What are you doing? Get out of there before you begin to rust." Megatron commanded. The blue and white femme turned to face him in the water with a glare on her face.
"It WAS him, wasn't it? The Fallen purposely killed Stardust to keep you to himself. HE DID IT." Sabrawing snapped back. Megatron flared at this.
"Had I known you were trying to send me pictures..." He snarled, and advanced on her, "I would have told you not to because he had tapped into my link." Sabrawing splashed water in his direction angrily.
"I had every right to send you pictures. I was your bondmate, and you had a daughter!" Sne snapped. Megatron shook his helm in frustration.
"I don't understand why you're still worked up about this. We can still be together and have sparklings." He rumbled, and walked into the water. Sabrawing gaped at him, and splashed him again with the cool water.
"I'm worked up? Megatron, I had to spark her myself, I found her dead, do you even know what my spark looks like now?" She snapped angrily, backing into the water in attempt to cool her systems. Megatron closed the gap between them without a word and he grabbed a hold of her wrist.
"What is bothering you, Sabrawing? And don't lie to me. I know when one is lying." He said, challenging her to tell him the truth. Sabrawing's faceplates were still contorted into one of irritation, but the facade dropped.
"The Allspark. It wants me to have sparklings. One with an Autobot, and the other with you." She said courageously, looking him straight into the optics. Megatron grumbled, and a grimace came to his faceplates.
"No one is to have you but I." He said, his voice getting louder with the anger, "NO ONE. I will offline them if anyone even touches your spark." Sabrawing didn't need the All-sparks' prompting to take the bait.
"You want no bot to touch me but you?" Sabrawing asked. Megatron nodded, red optics burning in her blue ones. "Then you must end this war." Megatron just about blew a gasket until she continued.
"Megatron, I want to be with you forever. End this war and I will be yours. I'll go full Decepticon if you wish. Just stop the war." Sabrawing bargained. Megatron shoved her, sending her sprawling into the deeper water.
"You sound as irritating as Starscream. I will not end this war until Prime is finished." He growled. Sabrawing broke the surface, air intakes kicking in, and she gave him a fierce glare.
"I'd say your horrible temper has gotten the best of you. You are foolish to think that you could defeat Optimus Prime yourself." Sabrawing retored, words streaming out of her mouth in a hiss. Megatron's temper rose to a dangerous level, and he lurched forward towards the femme. She attempted to swim backwards, but he landed on her, sending her head underwater. She growled to herself realizing he was going to drown her. She yanked down on the arms holding her shoulders down, and pulled him underneath with her. His red optics in the water created an eerie glow, but it was unmatched to her now pale blue ones. She pulled him deeper till the only thing he could see were her slitted blue optics and a fading smile. He reached for her throat, but somehow grasped onto nothing. He felt her presence, but he couldn't get a hold of her. He felt a small pinch on his right arm, but disregarded it. Warnings began to shoot across his processors for need of air, and he heeded, and kicked towards the surface. He wasn't moving. He kicked frantically, and flailed in the water. He even tried to comm his TIC, to no avail. The warnings started to turn red, and were preparing to set him into stasis. He looked around helplessly, and angrily for the femme. He felt her presence, then felt slim lips against his, and then air being pushed through his systems. He felt motion, and kicked to the surface with her. His head broke the water, and he immediately began to cough the water out of his intakes, all the while, finding a holding on the femme that tried to kill him. Once his air systems were cleared, he glared about him, his optics settling on the femme.
"You treacherous femme!" He snarled, moving towards the femme floating in the water, arms crossed and blue optics staring flatly at him. "Do not make the same mistakes Starscream did..." She smiled.
"Your threats are empty to me. Your actions are only powered by your rage. Don't you dare push me again. I will have to put you in a state near death." She said coyly with a small smile. Megatron frowned at the sight of her arm cannon whizzing to life, and aiming at him. He chuckled, and raised his out of the water.
"I'm afraid you are easily out-matched. For my fusion cannon is far more-"
"I easily disabled it. It won't even work." Came her flat reply. He could only blink, and took aim at her chest.
She didn't make a move, or even flinch when his cannon didn't even discharge. He thrashed in the water, and lunged for her again. She expertly moved her cannon so that it rested against his forehead, and his large hands were around her throat. He grinned evilly, tightening his grip.
"You wouldn't attempt such a mistake, femme." Megatron hissed, still squeezing her throat. He snarled as she smiled in return.
"You can't bring yourself to even offline me." Sabrawing said flatly. Megatron considered this, and realized that he was attempting to offline his true love. He let go of her, and stared at his hands in disgust. She lowered her canon, and grabbed a hold of his servo and pulled him towards land. She stood upon the bank and shook the excess water from her frame. Megatron began to walk towards the trees only to be stopped by a soft voice.
"I will not assist you when I am an Autobot, but I'll gladly help you dispose of Prime when I'm finally a Decepticon." She whispered. Megatron turned, surprised at this new turn. She looked at him. "If that is what you want most...then I am willing." Megatron smiled, and beckoned the white flier towards him. He smiled as she complied, treading lightly on the ground. He placed a ebony finger under her chin.
"My war will end when Prime is offline. I will have you. That is all this warlord wants." Megatron said. The white femme's optics flashed blood-red for a split second as a grin appeared at her faceplates.
"Then consider Prime offline when I come back to base." She said, grinning wickedly, her core heating up at the thought of being together with Megatron once more. The silver tyrant smiled malevolently, and chuckled.
"I like that answer." He said and pulled her into a passionate kiss.
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