We reached 100. Never thought one of my stories would come so far. Ahh, and we're almost at 100 favs/follows! I'm gonna die! This is AMAZING! And we're only 25 chapters in!
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Next chapter, POV change!
Chapter 25
After I said those words, and accepted to being Ravage's master, he wouldn't leave my side. Ever. At first, it was amazing. Then it turned a little annoying when he kept nudging me. And kept staring at me, but it was of loyalty. And it's only been two days since.
But, back to present. I felt alive today, "Ravage," The Decepticon turned to me, "Wanna race to the mess hall?"
He crouched, looking ready to pounce and he flicked that dangerous tail of his, accepting my challenge. I smiled and stood next to him, "Ready...Set...Go!"
Ravage charged down the hall, and that was when I realized I challenged a Decepticon. A panther Decepticon. Smart person I am. He could have ripped right through the corridors with immense speed, but no...He stayed by my side. Not that I was that slow.
"You're not even trying!" I squeaked out as Ravage nudged me as I took a sharp turn to the mess hall. I glanced to him and saw his eye was full of mischief. If he could smile, he'd be smiling like the Cheshire Cat.
Now that I look at him, maybe he is smiling? That mouth full of razor sharp teeth looks like it's curved up in a smile, as it always is. Then again, his whole body is razor sharp. His tail, back, legs, teeth, ears. Hell, even his "whiskers."
I don't know how he doesn't poke himself with all that...I don't even know how he doesn't poke me with all that!
It's scary when you think about it, but Ravage has always been careful around me, and looks up to me as his master, the same way he did with Soundwave, except those two were like kindred spirits.
I raced right into the mess hall and turned to the panther Decepticon, "You let me win."
Not that I would ever win, anyway. After that, it looked like he shrugged. He was always the silent type...Maybe a growl or two, occasionally a hiss. Maybe he's incapable of speaking?
Grabbing an apple, I sat down at my usual little table, Ravage trying to get a comfortable spot on the bench next to me. I took a bite and looked to Ravage, who stared up at me with interest.
"I was seen with the two Autobots...Megatron has asked me to 'interrogate' them, seeing as they were open with me," Ravage cocked his head to the side, beckoning to continue, "I'm supposed to do whatever it takes to get some answers out of them. Like, finding out where their base is. Wanna help?"
I still hated Sunny for called me a Decepticon as though it were the end of the world...Which it could be?
He sets his head onto my lap, somehow not stabbing me with those whiskers of his, and I laughed, "I'll take that as a yes. So here's the plan...We won't get answers out of them if you're standing next to me...So I want you to stand outside the cell door where they can't see you and record their answers. You're good at that, right?"
He nudges me. That's a yes.
"Alright. Let's go," I take one last bite from my apple and stood, Ravage jumps down next to me. I throw away my apple core and race down the halls with Ravage by my side. We run past the Section-B corridors and into Section-C, where Sunny and Sides are.
I hold out a hand to Ravage, motioning for him to stay and I slip through the energon bars of the cell. I slip my hands into my jean pockets and casually stride up to the two bots, "Hey, fellas."
They silently nod to me in greeting.
I glance around to see if anyone was eavesdropping, "So...I need your help." Sides looks up at me, curious. And I half-lie, "I'm planning to escape."
Now they're both looking up in interest, Sunny narrows his optics as usual, "And how exactly are we supposed to help?" I have a feeling he bit back a retort, I could imagine what he'd say, or what he's thinking, why should we help you?
"I need to know where to go...Obviously, the Decepticons will try and hunt me down."
"You want the Autobots' protection?" Sides says, pure curiosity taking the best of him. He wanted to help...That's good. We're on the right path.
To be honest, I don't need to know where the Autobots are, I'm going to stay with Barricade. Not the stupid Autobots. But apparently, after the mishap of sharpshooting Optimus' insignia, they relocated their base and are currently off the grid.
Formerly on Diego Garcia, now they're somewhere else...And it drove Megatron insane.
I nodded at Sides' question, "From the start, I've been planning to escape."
Sides lowered his voice, "We're back in the Tranquility base we were in before. It's only twenty-three miles north from the town."
Nodding again, I began to make my way out, "Thanks you guys."
"Stay safe," I heard one of them say. I didn't know who it was, but I have the slightest of feelings...it was Sunny.
I motioned Ravage to follow me out of the brigs. And I immediately felt bad; I'm betraying their trust. Now they have proof I'm a Decepticon...And I hate it.
I do plan to escape, but not now. Not to the Autobots. Not with them. I'm leaving with Ravage and going to meet up with Barricade. I subconsciously rub my wrist where Watch-bot formerly sat. He left my wrist a couple weeks before I became Ravage's master, which was two days ago. I haven't seen him since, but then again, I haven't been going on many missions, so I don't need him as often.
Stepping out of Section-C corridors, Ravage and I made our way to the main hangar, where Megatron awaits.
We step in and all eyes turn to us, Megatron looks to me, "Well?"
"I got answers."
The Decepticon leader wickedly grins, "Good, good. Let's hear it."
I turn to the Decepticon cassette behind me, "Ravage?"
He sits down next to me and looks up to Megatron, playing the recording of my conversation with the two Autobots. After the recording, Megatron looked pleased.
"The plan about escaping I used as a cover-up," Half-lie, "And they bought it." Betrayal.
"Excellent work, femme," he nods to both us and Ravage, "You are dismissed."
I nod and walk out the main hangar, hearing the voices of the Decepticons fade as we walk out the door and down Section-A corridors. And just as I stepped out of the hangar doors, I smile and strike a pose, "Team Ravarlese!" I look down to Ravage, who had a really? face on, I shifted out of my pose, "No?"
Ravage playfully shook his head and continued walking. I shrugged, "Suits us, though...I mean, we are a team," We make it not very far before sirens blare and red lights flash. A drone runs past and I stop him, "What's going on?"
"The two Autobot prisoners escaped!" The drone kept running, only to halt after Megatron stepped out of the main hangar, closing it behind him.
He held a deadly gaze, "And it seems the Autobots have found us first."
"How did that happen?"
"It seems that the Autobots are very good at locating our base..." Megatron began, "They freed the twins and are raiding."
Soundwave opens the door and quickly shuts it, nodding, "We're on lock down. Section-C corridors are blocked off and the main hangar is shut."
"Good. I'm not in the mood to fight today," Megatron said. As lethal as the Decepticon leader can be, he also has times when he's just not up for it. He calls it a waste of time and drones. The leader looks to Soundwave, "How many Autobots are there?"
"The drones have counted ten, including the twins."
"Ten Autobots...Have the drones take care of them. We're getting out of here."
"Lord Megatron," Starscream begins to walk over from the Section-B corridors, "Are we really just going to run?"
"Starscream," Megatron bares the right side of his head, "I am still healing. As much as I wish to stay and invite the Autobots to a tea party...We're going," He smiles that dangerous smile of his. Then he points down the corridor, "We're taking the passage."
I press my ear against the door, the shooting has ceased for a second as the Autobots in there have begun talking, there was a deep accented voice, "Prime, this is just a base full of drones...There's no Megatron."
"Continue searching."
The Decepticons behind me have stopped talking, and watched me. Megatron grabs my attention, "What is it, girl?"
"They don't know we're here," I keep my voice as soft as possible, I turn to the Decepticons, "They think it's just drones here."
"Good, then let's turn tail and run. That's just cowardly," Starscream said, flailing his arms.
Megatron gave him a lethal death glare, and lowly speaks, "Starscream, it takes everything I have to refrain from choking you to death."
This Decepticon though...He has quite the wicked sense of humor, and sometimes, it's downright hilarious. I stifle a giggle.
"We should probably get out of here, then. The Autobots are barging their way through the door," Soundwave says, Megatron agrees. Now that we're silent, I hear a slight banging, must be the Autobots then. The Decepticon walked past me, "They got past some of the drones."
Soundwave transforms and beckons me into his Mercedes alt. mode, and I climb in with Ravage jumping into the backseat. Megatron and Starscream go on ahead and fly out through the hidden passage; a large tunnel.
"Wait," I say to Soundwave, placing a hand on his dashboard, "Where's Shockwave?"
"Do not fret, he's taken Driller and gotten out of here."
I furrow my eyebrows, "Driller?"
Laserbeak moves up from the backseat, "That 'mechanical worm' you saw him build a while back."
"He finished it?" It seemed more of a statement then a question. But afterwards, it was silent. It was just the noise of driving through the tunnel and the dim lights brightening us ever so slightly. We were alone in the tunnel, seeing as the drones stayed back, Megatron and Starscream flew ahead and Shockwave took Driller.
Let's just hope the Autobots don't follow us.
July 17, 2016, 3:37 pm
