I listened closely to their conversation. Every second that past by made me even angrier. Starscream seemed to be having trouble convincing them that he's helpful. I could hear the impatience in both of Starscream and Silas's voices.
"We already have a Transformer for our use." Silas finally stated. Starscream chuckled.
"How is that not surprising? Which one is it?" Starscream said; humor filled his voice. I growled slightly and slammed my fist against the ground.
"We are uncertain of her designation. Although, we can tell by her insignia that she's what you say is an autobot." I slunk into the farthest, darkest corner of the room.
"Perhaps I can supply identification. May I ask how you were able to catch one of the autoscum?" I growled at that nickname.
"She was driving through town with her little human charge. She begged for us to have mercy on her precious human." That caused Starscream to laugh. He must think that it's Arcee, not his little sister. The door opened.
"Starscream you worthless scrapheap!" I growled as I stood and punched him straight in the face. Starscream and Silas looked slightly surprised. "Yeah, you find out I'm your sister and you go and help the people who are trying to destroy not only me, BUT YOUR WHOLE RACE!" I glared down at Silas. "You think you're smart don't you? Congratulations, you jerk, you created a fake transformer." One of the soldiers shot me and I collapsed to my knees as the electrical current seared through my body.
"Save your breath, autobot. Starscream, you apparently know her. Who is she?" Silas demanded.
"Silverspark," Starscream muttered then left the room. The others followed and closed the door once again. I stared at the door then slammed my fist against it.
"YOU'RE A PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A BROTHER, STARSCREAM!" I shouted.
**Autobot base, Normal POV**
Jazz felt Silverspark's anger through their bond. Jazz growled indirectly and most of the others noticed. The humans looked at each other worriedly. Sierra walked up to the railing and looked up at Jazz with pity in her eyes.
"Jazz, I'm so sorry I couldn't save her!" she apologized. Jazz stared at her for a second then rubbed his optics.
"Yer not to blame; it's dat MECH Ah can't stand. Somethin's not right. Silverspark is gettin' madder by da second." Jazz stated.
"Can't you contact her through your bond?" Jack asked. Jazz shook his head sadly. Bee chirped sadly how they're now missing two fighters. Everyone looked solemnly at the two sad mechs; both heartbroken for very different reasons. Techna, who was sleeping in Jazz's, started to cry.
"Obviously Techna can sense something's wrong as well." Ratchet mumbled. Everyone watched as Jazz sadly left the room to take care of the crying femme.
I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to do the next chapter, so if you have any ideas I'd love to hear them! :)