Ch 14 The Huntress and The Moon

"You're in my headlights

with nowhere to run

and I'm the huntress

and I'm getting my gun

I've got your eyes wide

this is so much fun

and we've just begun."

"And when we dance

I'm bringing hell in a dress

and with a glance

I'll leave your heart in a mess

with every word I've got a lie to confess

your eyes are so committal

this might hurt a little"

-The Echoing Green "The Huntress"

"If I don't get off this pit slagged ship soon I am going to loose it!" Growled the pacing dusty blue femme. Her long strides took her swiftly over the expanse of the control room. Her clawed pedes clicked against the metal floor with each step.

"Chromia, please. Clam down." Soothed a rose and silver femme. She was tall like the blue, but not as bulky. Her armor was made up of dips and crests unlike the sharp edges of her companion.

Blazing optics turned to the pink femme. "Clam down?" She hissed. "I have been on this ship for Primus knows how long!" Chromia collapsed in a chair. "I just miss him so much." She murmured, rubbing her chest. Small sparks of blue energy curled around her talons.

The rose femme moved to stand next to her friend. "I know. We all miss them." Elita murmured.

Chromia looked up at the femme commander. "How are you taking this so well? It's been vorns since our mates left."

Elita brushed a servo over her friend's cheek. "I just have to trust that we'll meet up again." She smiled. "And look how close we are. Soon we'll be able to send a massage back to them."

Chromia sighed. "Not soon enough."

Moonracer looked up from her council. "Is an orn soon enough for you?" She asked with a smirk.

Chromia jolted out of her seat. "What did you say?"

"We'll be close enough to send out a message in about an orn. It'll be another quartex before we can land. And that's if everything goes right." Answered the light green femme.

A hiss issued from the door near the back. From it walked in a bright red femme. She stood just a bit shorter than Elita and Chromia, but taller than Moonracer. A set of door wings curved from her back and her pedes were heeled like a Seeker's even though she didn't have thrusters.

"Finally tame the beast?" She joked.

Chromia growled. "Shut it Firestar." The red femme just laughed and came to lounge next to Moonracer.

"We getting close Moonie?"

The green femme sighed. "Yes. Like I was just telling the others, we're just a quartex out."

"Do Flare and B know?"

Elita nodded. "I just commed them. Beta's still trying to fix Flareup's shoulder."

Firestar winced. "The con got her bad huh?"

Chromia snorted. "We never should have stopped at the Medusa Cascade. Cost us too much time."

"I thought you liked a fight." Teased Firestar.

"I do. I just like fragging Ironhide more." She smirked.

Moonracer shrieked and covered her audios. "Chromia! Unbonded femmes here!"

Firestar pouted. "Aww, poor little Moonie still hasn't fragged yet?"

"I have too!" Defended Moonracer. "I just don't like hearing about Chromia and Ironhide bonding. It's gross."

"It's a fact of life sweetspark." Laughed Firestar

Moonracer shuddered. "I still don't have to hear about it."

Firestar laughed. "Don't worry, once we land you'll be hearing plenty."

A.N. Really short chapter, but with how much writing I've been doing, I think that's okay. So, every chapter thus far has been either heavily edited or rewritten. Pain in the ass but it's looking much better. I have one or two more chapters that are finished, then I'll post some entirely new material. R&R please!