My Tooth Fairy - 28

Lost on Cybertron - Part 3

I'm finally back, I really didn't want to be gone this long, but due to winter quarters hectic demands I didn't find much time or inspiration in writing. I want to thank you for you patience and I hope this chapter makes up for it!

BTW: I'm expanding my chapter because fitting everything into this one chapter just couldn't be done without giving me a headache.

ENJOY!


Acid rain poured down from the skies above, the black liquid dripping down through metal grates and skewed piping. Alexis had found her new crew a nice dry building that had been, for the most part, untouched by the war. It dipped ceremoniously toward the ground from its beams being melted by the heat from past explosions and now it looked as if it was permanently bowing to whomever had the chance to pass it.

"Do you think it'll stop?" Calysta asked, her head tilting to the side as a drop of acid rain fell from the bridge of the blown off door. It reached the ground in record time and created little droplets that chewed through the rusted metal of other fallen buildings.

Alexis kept her neck at a simple angle as she rested her head against the rugged edge of the doorway. She took in a deep breath, crossing her arms to show her angst and moment of depression. "Don't know, didn't even know you guys got rain."

"Acid rain," Novaria corrected. "Not fun to get caught in, ruins

the exterior and don't even get me started on when it gets inside." The femme shuddered with a bout of disgust. "I've seen a lot of injured mechs and femme's come into the hospital for being out in acid rain for barely a minute."

Alexis trailed her optics up the building before them, its whole body tilted backwards, open cracks slithering through every beam that they could find. She valued silence in the rain, deadly or not, and right now she wished that she was back home, human, sitting comfortably on her couch with a portable table, with sketching utensils and pad of paper. She sometimes wondered what would have become of her if her and Kili hadn't decided to go on their failed scavenger hunt that day. Even if they had been off one day, how much would their lives of been changed? Alexis would no doubt be in college, studying art and probably teaching as well. Kili would have scholarships and grants galore with her trophies and legendary stories of each sport she'd done. They'd be normal, that's what, and somehow, Alexis hated that thought.

Calysta and Novaria had left by now, taking their positions back near the mechs to once again speak with them about their infiltration plans and then some. Alexis scratched the back of her helm against the jagged edge of the door, her thoughts shuffling by one by one until she caught her own attention on something less important than their mission at hand.


The rain let up a few hours later, the ground soaked in acid. The poisonous liquid burned through the metal with a sound that sent a cringe up even the toughest of mechs. Alexis watched with boredom, her systems quietly humming to the rhythm of leftover rain dripping from open piping.

Lifting her head, she spotted a building with a roof that stood regally. It was an open roofing, but other buildings stood tall before it that only someone who rested in her exact position could see it. She peered back at the group who were now getting recharge for their tedious work tomorrow; they huddled near each other, but kept a distance where they weren't pressing up against one another. The guard on the other side was still awake, watching over their still supposed traitor; his whole being was still and stiff, watching out for the danger that could strike at any moment. Her optics found IronHide last. He looked so peaceful asleep, his body slumped poorly against the back wall that threatened to cave in. His optics were dim to show that he was in recharge and she could hear faint sounds of him breathing to give his systems the ability to heal itself.

She contemplated on staying, to wrap IronHide's arm around her cold body. Though he was asleep, they could still be close if she did so. Shaking off the thought, Alexis stepped out of the building, making sure to not step in any of the acidic puddles that surrounded the place and made it look like a desert of liquified land mines.

Her legs began to charge forward and before she could fully think of what she was doing, she was already more than half way to the forgotten, regal building. Her head clouded with thoughts of condemnation for her actions, but right now it was almost as if she was acting on instinct and not want. The building was calling to her and she was taught to never refuse the call of another, even if it sometimes was misunderstood.

Alexis halted at the door and pressed a servo firmly against the doors frame. Peering inside, she saw nothing but abandoned rooms and fallen debris. It looked worse than the building that her and her crew were staying in for the night, but there was one pro to this place, it was silent. Her pede's were reluctant to walk inside, fearing that any fluctuation in sounds would disrupt the buildings already failing ulterior and make it come down on top of her.

Alexis stood there for who knows how long, but still she remained in her same spot, her pede's only shuffling back and forth in anticipation. She wanted to go in, it looked dry enough, there seemed to be no imminent danger and as well it sounded like it was abandoned.

"I can give you a push if you'd like."

Alexis would've jumped if she hadn't realized the voice behind the words. "Ha. Ha. IronHide, but I'd rather go in on my own terms." Alexis turned to IronHide. He was walking with a limp in his right leg and she could see that the short distance he'd traveled was already wearing down on him. He flashed her a half beaten smile to ward away any of her negative thoughts about his condition, but it helped only to make her feel worse and more worrisome. "You should be resting. . . Back at the building." Alexis pressed a servo to his chest and helped stabilize him on to his pede's. "You're not ready to fully walk yet, at least, not on your own."

Alexis heard a low guttural growl being squeezed out from the back of IronHides throat. "I'm fine, it's going to take a little more than torture from those Decepticon punks to stop me in my game." He fired up one of weapons for emphasis, more a reassurance to himself than to Alexis.

"You're hurt." Alexis demanded, and it was only when cold vibrations went up her body did she realize she'd smashed her pede to the ground. The motion didn't stop her from speaking as she continued, "I know you don't want to believe that you're hurt, you've got an ego big enough to fill New York City, but you have to face the facts."

"Facts!" IronHide snapped. His head made a retching sound when he twisted her way. "You want facts!? Those con's forced me to murder you and the worst part was that I escaped my mind imprisonment just long enough to see you dead in my servos, your blood pooling around yourself and dripping through my fingers. And I sat there, as if it were the most natural thing in the whole universe. . . I fought for the both of us, breaking out of my mind control for as long as I could to reach the others. I never gave up that maybe, just maybe, you could be out there somewhere. I was called crazy, facts were laid out to me as plain as day, but I refused to believe that I killed you; that I did that to you!" IronHide turned away, his chest clenching as he held in a coughing fit from the lack of energy in his system. When he turned back, a new tiredness was swimming in his optics. "I was re-taken by the Decepticons and I still never gave up. They tortured me day in and day out, trying to find out where the Autobots thrived on Earth, trying to get any intel on my comrades. I never gave in and I was subjected to worse and worse experiments until I finally couldn't take it any more. But I kept taking it because I knew that I was strong and I knew." He shook his head. "Deep down I just knew. . . That somehow, by the almighty grace of Primus that somehow you were going to come back." IronHide began to hack and he sunk to his knees.

Alexis fell to her own knees and comforted him the best she could until the fit was finished. "IronHide." Her voice was barely a whisper and she thought it must've been her imagination speaking. "'Hide." She caught his arm, lacing her fingers gently around his upper arm. "TF." When IronHide's fit was finally finished, he turned to her, even more worn out than before. "I know those facts, IronHide; but I'm talking about the ones that lie right before you, the ones you refuse to look at."

IronHide kept silent, his optics darting around, refusing to meet Alexis's.

"I know you want to fight in this war, but can't you see what they've done to you, this isn't some overnight recovery." She inhaled deeply, wanting to quit talking, but she couldn't, she had to say this. "Your recovery will take a long time and I know it's not something you want to hear, but if I had to speak the honest truth, that would be it. I don't want you to be grounded from war either, you're an amazing fighter and I've taken in a lot from just watching you, but as someone who cares for you on a level no one else could, I must refuse you to fight in this war."

Alexis could tell that IronHide was only half hearing what she was saying, his optics ever so often rearing away from reality. He was exhausted from his rant, but she knew that he must've felt ten times lighter after getting that all off his chest. Sitting with her legs crossed, Alexis helped IronHide move so that he was resting against her, his body weight supported mostly by the ground, but his head by her. She gently ran her fingers over his face in a way to keep him calm and help him fall in to the deep recharge that he ever so needed. Curling her helm, she pressed her lips against his temple and whispered in to his audio receptor. "I love you."

Something of a mumble escaped him but it was hardly audible or decipherable. She took it as a loving response back to her comment and smiled. Tracing her thumb down the lines of his face, she kept her smile and her silence; she may not of been atop the majestic rooftop, but she was where she needed to be, and that, to her, was perfect. Alexis sighed and rocked, maybe that's why she'd felt the calling, because somehow something had known that her and IronHide had needed this second alone.


"By the Pits of Kaon Alexis, where the heck did you go!" Regener's voice called out in the short distance.

Alexis awoke with something of a startle snort. Her back ached profusely with stiffness and she felt that she would never walk again with how her spine curved up and forward. She had fallen asleep in her criss-crossed position with IronHide still asleep against her chest. His body hadn't moved an inch and neither had hers, indicating the main culprit to her discomfort.

"Alexis, why the heck are you out here? Don't you know that this place is unpredictable when it comes to acid storm?" Calysta asked as she stomped over puddle after puddle of what little remained of the acid. There were potholes everywhere from the storm last night, but nothing too deep to have to leave worry in any of the passing Cybertronians. "Gosh, answer me when I'm talking to you, it's like I'm speaking to a wall or something."

Alexis answered with a groan, her neck refusing to lift.

"Did you sleep out like that all night?" The femme asked with a hint of laughter in her tone.

"Maybe." Alexis answered haphazardly. Her mind was still locked on sleep and right now, if she could just tune out the femme before her, she'd fall back into recharge within seconds. The force of a heel behind her back and two servo's gripped tight around her shoulders spooked her attention and before she could yelp out in protest Regener had already begun to sent Alexis's back in to a fit of cracks. She could feel her wires loosening and her back realigning and before she knew it she was, in a way, unglued from her position.

"You're welcome." Regener said as he smacked her servo's together.

"Now, get back to that darned building before I carry the two of you there." Calysta added, her hidden frazzled side showing through.

"What's the hurry?" Alexis gently shifted position and rested IronHide's helm against the ground.

"The hurry? Chopper just got word that a group of Decepticons are heading to this city, we have to move before they get here and take us all to Megatron before we can formulate a real plan." His words sounded forced, but Alexis brushed it off as the stress of their current predicament.

Alexis slipped one arm underneath IronHide's and lifted him to his pede's. His weight was crushing under hers and she found him slipping from her grip. "Regener." She grunted. "Little help would be nice."

IronHide groaned and his optics blinked a few times before on-lining. He didn't speak, but Alexis did feel some of his heavy weight lifted off her shoulder. She smiled at him in reassurance and he gave her a tired look. She could see the pain in his optics and it made her all the more determined to defeat the evil glitch Megatron and get him away from here to a safe rehabilitating facility.

"Thanks, Regener." Alexis looked over to the medic and she tried to smile. They made it to the building with more minor casualties than Alexis anticipated, but that wasn't why Alexis's spark felt as if it were going to beat right of her chest.

"I'm sorry. I'm really, really, sorry, Alexis." Regener whispered, his head hung lower.

They turned the sharp corner that led them in to the building and Alexis was met with one of the most atrocious sights to be seen. In the dark corner the guard and their prisoner lay dead, both missing their heads that had rolled to the other end of the building into shallow puddles of acid rain. At the opposite side of the room stood Chopper with a freshly sharpened wrist blade against Novaria's neck. Regener stood stiff against IronHide's side, still holding up the mech that towered over him two times. Calysta had sunk to the front of the building, shielding half her body behind the charred and blow apart doorway.

"Chopper." Alexis breathed, her spark pounding like a thousand drums of war. Her head sharply turned toward Calysta who cowered even more back. "You! Did you know abou-"

"No!" Calysta spat in defense. "I was as surprised as you." Tears spilled from the femme's optics and for a second Alexis tried to feel for the femme.

Turning her helm back, Alexis glared at the mech. "How could you?"

"I want to thank my trusty comrades for coming to get you." Chopper had shoved Novaria aside and begun cleansing his blade that dripped with freshly spilt energon. "It wasn't that hard, not as much as I'd thought it be. You know, a kill here, kidnap there and you'd be surprised at how easy it is to get them under your grip. You should really. . . I mean really try it." He curled his lips back into a sadistic smile. The dropped the smile seconds later and made ticking sounds. "I'm sorry, did I hurt your feelings?" He gasped, poisonous sarcasm dripping from his lips. "Did you actually think that by you sparing my poor little life, that I would drop everything and come help you defeat my one. . . My true Master, Megatron?" He chuckled and shook his head. "You really are that Naïve. I would pity you, but there's not that much to pity; you're smart, agile, quick, all you lack is, well, common sense. . . Then again, it was your pitifully weak boyfriend that pointed out WingGlider as our traitor, and to think that he was a mech years younger than me just wishing for a new start in life. And to think you could do nothing to help him."

Alexis free servo balled with anger. She forced herself not to look behind her where the gruesome scene laid out, instead she locked optics with Chopper. "You'll pay for this."

"Ya, I guess I will, with glory, a promotion, and maybe a real visit from the big man himself. I'll be a celebrity for turning you in, the femme who should've died."

"Go screw yourself."

Chopper smirked and chuckled again. He was about to speak again, but his words were cut short when Novaria leapt onto his back, her arms locking around his neck. He let out a screech when she jerked her arm into his neck and forced him to stumble back. He crashed into the wall, Novaria getting the brunt of the hit. She let go with a yelp and fell to the floor.

"NOVA!" Regener screeched.

Chopper turned around with a new anger in his optics. His front conduits were sliced through and oozed with energon. "Don't move!" He threw out his arm and smacked Novaria across the face, sending her hurdling toward the floor. She landed with a second crash and before anyone could blink he had a longer version of his wrist blade held against her chest. "Or she gets it." The anger was replaced with a hunger, no, a lust and it scared Alexis.

Regener hastily stepped one pede in front of himself and Chopper pressed his blade harder against Nova. "I mean it, I will not spare her. But if you wish me to murder her before your optics, by all means, attack."

"You're sick." IronHide spat and Chopper looked to him with annoyance.

"Ah, yes, the injured one, almost forgot about you. And yes, I like to think that I'm a little on the twisted side."

"Lamuna your sister?" Alexis asked sarcastically and hurt flashed through the mechs optics.

"NO!" He screamed. "She was my lover, and the way you extinguished her spark." He looked away with disgust. "You will pay for that."

"I thought that-"

"Calysta." Chopper looked to the femme and huffed. "A ruse, the way she always talked about getting out, boiled my energon. Glad when I will have finally gotten rid of her."

Alexis looked back to Calysta who was on the verge of falling to her knees in a rage of tears. This wasn't how their plan was supposed to work, Chopper was the best one they had on the team. But with two dead, and most disabled in their own ways, she was the only one left standing on two pede's.

"Stop this right now, Chopper."

He looked to Alexis with bewilderment, then laughed. "What? You actually think giving me a demand will stop me?" He laughed. "My brigade will be here in less than five minutes and you've got some choices to make. . . Come with me willingly, or I will kill everyone in here and take you with force."

"Don't do it, Alexis." IronHide looked up to her and gave her an overprotective glare.

Alexis paused for a moment to think, she wished now more than ever that she was back at that silent building. Looking up to meet Chopper optics, she spoke. "I go with you, you'll spare every single one of them, and if you don't, I'll send your spark to the same dark pits I sent Lamuna's."

Chopper cringed at the name and Alexis couldn't help but smirk.

"Alexis, I won't allow you to go. You know he's lying."

Alexis looked to IronHide and smiled. "You were always happy with one thing, I suggest you find that happiness." She let IronHide go and he stood weakly on his own, his knees bent at an almost awkward position to keep him standing. She stepped up to Chopper and he let his wrist blade slide back in to its slot.

"I always love when plans go easy for me."

"Because I'm so easy to persuade." Alexis looked away from Chopper and winked toward the three then gave a pleading look to IronHide hoping he'd understand her words.

Chopper took out cuffs and she shook her head. "I'll come willingly, only if you promise to not harm them." The cuffs were slapped on her wrists and she let out a high pitched squeak.

"I'm not taking any chances with you or your crew." Chopper grabbed the link between the cuffs and pulled Alexis along.

She wanted to struggle, but feared that it would get her friends killed. They had made it a few buildings down, then it hit her. "Wait, what chances with my crew?" She threw her head back with wide optics and watched with tear blearing optics when the building they'd rested in exploded with such ferocity that the heat blasted both her and Chopper to the ground. She fought to get up even with her servo's bound and started to race back toward the building.

"NO!" She had gotten halfway before her body couldn't take the heat. Spinning back toward Chopper she screamed out. "What did you do! I told you! I told you not to hurt them!" She looked back to see no shadow walking out from the fire and she fear the absolute worst; they couldn't be dead, they just couldn't.

"But I never promised." Chopper clasped his servo around her wrist and pulled her forward. She fought and fought with him until her energy began to deplete. She knew that she had about the same strength as him, but for some reason she couldn't win. "I would give up if I were you, these cuffs are reinforced with charge of electricity that keeps you weaker than your holder. You can't win as long as you're wearing them."

"I will win, just you watch, I will win, and you'll. . . You'll be dead alongside your almighty leader Megatron, and I'll be the one to personally kill you."

"I'd like to see you try." He stopped, twisted around, then pulled her face up to his. "Because when I die, you'll be coming down with me."

"Then so be it." She spat in his face and he wiped it off. Even if her friends and loved one were dead, she wouldn't stop until she had taken back Cybertron and given it back to it's rightful rulers.


Are they dead? What will Alexis do? Find out in the next chapter!

I seriously want to thank all my supporters of this story, your favorites, follows, and reviews seriously make me feel so good inside, especially during the more tougher weeks of life and school! I would list off names but unfortunately I'm on a bit of a time crunch right now. Anywho, I love all of your support and I will try harder this time to get the next chapter out!