Only a few more days till Revenge, *squeal* so I gotta write fast if I want to finish before the movie. Hurrying!!!!!
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Arcee's POV continued...
The fighting behind me disappeared as I saw two tall buildings being pushed out of the way by Starscream. He was heavily decorated in emblems of leadership with a smug grin on his face.
But he wasn't the hell raiser.
The woman that was strutting daintily behind him was.
Thunderblast.
I sucked in a sharp breath when I first saw her. She was beyond gorgeous. Her exotic purple optics were framed by a wave of luscious straight black hair on a flawless face with long lashes. Her chassis extended almost two sizes larger than mine from her seductress hour-glass of a figure. She walked around in a flimsy shiny red 'dress' and sexy black 'heels.' If we were back on Cybertron, she would be a laughing-stock in that outfit, but as we grew accustomed to human behavior, it was a punch in the gut to me. No one could be that beautiful, or at least naturally. She must've had so much work done to her, but as I gazed upon her perfection, it was enough of a distraction for me not to see the net as it raced towards me.
I jumped out of the way, but the netting bound my feet and I hurried to tear it off.
"Good shot, Baby." Thunderblast said in a sultry voice which was both sexy and dangerous sounding. It reminded me of Angeline Jolie's voice in Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
"Arcee," Starscream hissed, "This can all be very easy. Just come with me, and I'll spare the rest of your comrades." he looked around disdainfully, "Er, what's left of them."
'Blast hooked an arm around 'Scream, her large silver earrings clinking and her big plump lips taunting.
"Never." I growled.
'Scream scowled and opened his mouth to say something, but 'Blast cut him off. "Honey, don't kill her just yet. Give me a few minutes with this fashion misfit. Go have fun for a few minutes," she said gesturing toward the blood-thirsty brawl, "And tonight, we'll have fun." she added suggestively.
Starscream left in a flash and I was somewhat alone with the whore. I felt guilty just standing within a hundred feet of the fight and just talking, but...
"Hello," I said disrespectfully.
She examined me slowly, grimacing as she came to certain parts. I began to feel self-conscious as I tried to see what she was gazing at. The more she looked, the more crummy I felt about my appearance compared to the goddess standing in front of me.
Vain thoughts filled my mind, but then I broke.
"Stop-it!" I yelled fearing that she had a hidden power I wasn't aware of.
Thunderblast looked back at my face. "You don't pay much attention to your image do you?" she said simply.
"Nope," I responded popping the 'p' then spitting in her general direction for a nice touch.
She grimaced at my mouth fluid on the ground. Then she composed herself again.
I continued, "Then again, I don't really get dressed up for death battles. Dried blood is so hard to get out of armor."
"I wouldn't know." Thunderblast took a step closer. "Oh, you poor darling. Ugh, such a waste. Arcee, listen to me." she paused, knowing that she was getting my attention. "I could make you beautiful."
"I'm happy with myself!" I snapped back.
She put her hands up, "I'm just saying. I mean, look at you. You have such a pretty face underneath that anger and dirt. Your optics, oh such a beauty, if only you had the attention span to see your beautiful features. And your chassis...you are so perfectly proportioned, yet...oh..." she trailed off leaving me hanging.
I bit my lip, but I still asked, "What?"
"Oh nothing, it's just..." she breathed wistfully.
"What!?" I demanded.
She opened her mouth and touched her tongue to her top teeth, "Have you ever heard of push-up plates? They do wonders!" she said with a flourish.
I blinked a few times. Did she, like, not know we were in the middle of a war/battlefield? Still, what she was saying did interest my feminine side...
"Hm, you're a bit wide in the hips though, thighs a bit...distasteful. And your hair! Ugh! If only I had some barbs right now." she said thoughtfully.
Suddenly, somewhere inside me, I was hurting. I felt horrible about myself.
"Arcee, I can make you immaculate. You can be amazing. You can be beautiful!"
Suddenly, those words had a whole new meaning to them. I wanted it. I wanted to be like her!
"Then," she continued stepping a bit closer, "once you are pretty, you can actually have a love life." she winked.
"I have a boyfriend!" I tried to rebuttal, but it came out as a broken whisper.
She pursed her lips, "Really? Is that why your spark glow is so dim? 'Cee, compare yours to mine."
For some reason, I did.
Hers was a star plucked from the sky, which meant she shared her spark with many and frequently. Mine was...a bit dimmer. The brighter your spark, the better interface life you had.
"Join me. And you can leave the rift-raft."
I was jarred out of my day-dream.
"No," I refused, then punched her in the side of the head making her earring go flying. She growled in outrage, a deadly shadow masking her face.
"You. Hit. Me."
"Yeah, what of it?"
"You dare lay your hands upon me! You stupid little glitch! Now you shall die!" she screamed.
One second her foot was on the ground, the next, it had made contact with my head.
Fast. Powerfully.
With the same kick, she jabbed me in the stomach making my tired body double over. She grabbed my waist, turned me upside down and pushed her knee into my collar as my face slammed into the ground. If you watch wrestling, it was like 'The Tombstone' move.
She released my limp body and I sprawled on the ground. She was tougher than she looked.
She picked me up by the chassis as she bent down.
"Last chance weakling, join or die the worst death of all your comrades."
"Go to Hell!" I sneered.
"I'll meet you there." she hissed. Then her hand, all but invisible, was on my arm and she squeezed. I was about to make a wise-ass remark, but then I heard the sickening popping and crushing of my armor as it flattened in her grip. I tried to squirm away, but she had me in a (literally) iron grip. Her optics never left my face as she tugged on my arm, dislocating it from my body. It hung limply while I wailed from the pain.
"Arcee!" I could hear Sunny yell.
Her purple optics tilted slightly to see Sunny's face.
"A lover. Don't worry, I'll make sure he gets special treatment."
"You sick, dirty, bit-AHHHHH!!!"
Her foot came down with a force that shook two telephone poles down. Her foot came down on my leg. Pain seared through my system. Her foot lifted revealing my squashed leg now part of the hot pavement.
"Arcee!" Bumblebee screeched.
"Two lovers!" Thunderblast exclaimed, amused, "Well I'm busy tonight!"
In a final attempt, I smacked her upside the head with my back hand as she leaned somewhat closer.
She winced, then smiled. She drew her head nearer, gripping my face, and whispered in my ear.
"You want to know why my name is 'Thunderblast'?" she said quietly. I could hear Bumblebee rushing towards me, but 'Cons blocked his way. Sunstreaker was also battling his way towards me, but was farther away.
"Oh yeah, why?" I asked rhetorically.
She chuckled and her lips brushed my sound receptors, she opened her mouth...
Then she screamed.
Now when I say she screamed, I don't mean it in the every day fashion. She produced from her vocals a high-pitched cry right in my ear. Imagine the loudest, most high-pitched sound in your life, then multiply it by 102, then maybe you'll understand about a fourth of the sound volume I heard.
Windows exploded from the frequency and my systems went into a frenzy. My body convulsed, my sight blurred and my sound sensors popped and fizzed madly. I could feel every one of my wires, gears, databases, and everything just speed up... and break.
For a moment, I was sure I had died, but about 5 seconds after her screech ended (which felt like an eternity) I could see dim light. Everything sounded overly muffled. I saw shapes and figures. I could see Bee double-over from the sound, clutching his head.
I could make out, through the pulses of my vision that 'Blast was taking steps away from me.
"Ready for death?" she said loudly, but to my ringing ears, it sounded like it was miles away.
Time seemed to expand.
And now I'm at the end of my life...
Thunderblast loaded her gigantic spear and aimed straight at my spark.
"Good-bye, Arcee." she said triumphantly.
I didn't even fight it. I was a sitting duck. I couldn't move and I could barely think. In about two seconds, that spear would be in my chassis and I would die.
So I waited.
Everything happened in slow motion. In a small puff of dust, the cannon fired, the spear coming closer and closer.
So this is how I die...
I closed my optics, waiting....
But suddenly, the world itself stopped.
Sunstreaker, my lover, jumped out in front of me.
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