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It felt like it took a ton of energy, but my systems finally onlined, I release a vent and lightly place one of my servos on my helm. Processor ache to the max, shaking my head, my fingers massage my sensitive circuitry, until I hear and feel movement close by.
"glad you're awake" I smile at Jazz's lovely voice.
"how long was I out?" I move my servo away from my face to get a clear look at him, my weight shifts on the medical birth in the med bay.
"three hours" that confused me, a test shouldn't take that long, a simple diagnostics scan shouldn't put me out for that long.
"you didn't wait here the whole time did you?" I quizzed.
"I tried, Ratchet kicked me out for a bit" he shrugged, I gave a secret thanks to the medic. Jazz shouldn't spend his time stressing, especially if it is over me.
"Sideswipe has been trying to plot a prank on Ratchet, he needs your help" Jazz mused trying to lighten the mood, it worked, I gave a genuine smile, I knew Jazz and my team could help me out.
"that sounds great" I gave a devilish smile. Jazz gave a chuckle and laid a soft kiss on my cheek plates making my mischievous smile expand into a joyous one. Our moment was interrupted when Ratchet strolled into the med bay, Jazz stays close but shifts to stay out of Ratchet's way as he checks my systems.
"do you mind if I hook you up to a scanner?" Ratchet asks already programming said scanner. I shake my head, knowing if I said: "no" it wouldn't make a difference, I give him access to a port on my wrist where he hooks it up. I feel fuzz in my processor as the scanner works.
"no more corrupted files, but you still have traces of the virus" I know who's doing that.
"but am I clear for duty?" I ask carefully, I was either getting a wrench to the helm or a yes.
"for light duties, such as scouting missions, I believe Optimus is preparing for one in in a couple days, maybe even more early." So it was a medium sized scouting mission if it took that much planning.
"it would be great to get back on the field." I assured, stretching my wings and shoulder joints, the stiffness was driving me crazy!
"maybe, I would like more details on the mission before allowing you to go" I shrug, trying to understand his point of view on the matter. Ratchet suddenly blows out an irritated sigh, Jazz and I exchange looks before turning our attention to him.
"the twins are persistent in seeing you, if I allow them to come in, you must keep a watchful eye on them." he growled, a barely audible laugh escapes my throat, wings twitch with amusement before I finally nod. Ratchet gives another irritated growl before walking to the door, his movements become more hesitant when he remembers what he is about to do. A responding tone rings from the lock of the door as it unlocks and lets in the spawns of Unicron himself, into the lab.
The medic makes a hasty retreat and leaves the four of us to chill in the bay, probably not the brightest move, but whatever, he doesn't remember me. None of them remember me, as flashes of bad memories return into my processor, I found myself even more happier and stable being with my team. My family. Even though my spark family unit can never know who I am, at least I have such a supportive caring group of bots at my side.
"Alright, so there was this prank I was thinking of" Sideswipe makes sure Ratchet closed the med bay door before rushing over to me excitedly, Sunstreaker following less enthusiastically and at a slower pace.
"what if we painted him pink and put glitter on him?" Sideswipe announced excitedly, I raise a ridge at him, so disappointed.
"ugh you're right that's terrible" I chuckle at the red twin as he considers more option. Jazz helped us out, he would sometimes prank with us, he did some very gutsy stuff on Cybertron. The twins even told me of a time he pranked Optimus!
"I have an idea, but we will need supplies"
It was confusing, why was Ratchet shooing away the twins and Jazz? I watch him, did he find out we were planning a prank on him? Yes I know I am supposed to be the leader, mature and dull, but I do have youngling programming still, I can't help but to have fun here and there. Let's face it, the medic also had it coming, big time. The two Autobots I have been doing my best to avoid walk through the med bay doors, Scrap, I was supposed to talk with them.
I immediately sit up on my berth, trying to keep good posture for Optimus, I can't be as formal with him as I usually was. I disrespected him greatly, and after this conversation, I was going right back to avoiding them, then maybe find a way back to Cybertron. This plan would be much easier with my squad behind me, finding a spacebridge and getting the frag out of there. Then I could leave Optimus, Elita and Bee to live in peace, also probably myself, my spark wanted a bond with them so badly, it was hard to fight.
"hello, Commander Stormblaze" I raise my optic ridges, I rarely get called that, I always liked it when bots were formal with me. The only time my ranked mattered to me was on the field, other than that I wanted to be friends and family with the mechs of my team.
"Optimus Prime" I keep my audio steady, calm, and collected. He stands near my berth and I move myself to stand up next to him, I must show my respect, I was going to look at him in the optics.
"I would like to apologize for my behavior" I flinch back, wait, what? I swallow a kink, preparing myself for this next sentence, I just still can't believe I did this!
"with all due respect Optimus Prime, it wasn't uncalled for, not after what I said" I assured, I was supposed to be the one apologizing!
"I should have taken in account of the Virus you bare" I shake my head no.
"you were acting on parental protocol, I do not blame you in the slightest" I assured. Slag, why the pit did he have to act like this? It made me feel all the worse that I treated such a good mech with such disrespect. I don't break optic contact with him, temporarily forgetting about Elita who still stands by the med bay door, observing the conversation. Optimus slightly tilts his head, as if thinking hard about something, what? Did I give something away?
"have you ever seen the ramifications for threatening a sparkling?" where was he going with this? I need to tread very lightly.
"yes, I have" I won't elaborate any more than I have to, that is where people get caught.
"usually, the mech or femme doesn't get off like you did" Optimus was stating this as if only factual, not suspicious.
"Optimus Prime, I am still a youngling, that could have played a factor" I counter, keeping my voice calm and respectful. Even though I hated using my age for an excuse on anything, especially something like this, it was the most believable.
"Maybe so, I just find it interesting is all" Holly fragging Primus he is quick, I have to leave sooner than I thought, at this rate they'll snuff me out in a click. I hold my façade and give a shrug, Elita approaches, Optimus is now looking at me suspiciously, until his sparkmate appears at his side. I know her well enough to know of the internal conversation, he was handing over the throne to her, let the interrogation commence. Yay.
"How did you know I was carrying?" oh slag frag.
"while spending my time with Ratchet in the med bay, I must've become coherent at a point, long enough to catch that part" oh she will look right through that, I need to think of something else, quickly.
"but you weren't "coherent" until after your interrogation" the pink femme that was getting on my neural processors pointed out.
"I might have begun a hacking program on the monitor I was hooked up to, it is a ninja defense protocol, to make sure I won't get hacked" I almost choked on the H-word, my inner strength was faltering, I wish I could just tell them who I was!
"look, I apologize for everything, including the fact I can't give you straight answers, I wasn't entirely in control of myself, but that is no excuse, I just hope an apology can suffice for the time being" I couldn't hide my shame, the floor all but stared back up at me. A powerful, gentle, servo cupped my shoulder armor, my optics turned to Optimus, he stared at me with a gentle gaze.
"you are forgiven, a youngling like you should not have been drug as deep into the war as you are now to begin with" being a youngling was no excuse to go crazy, besides, I am nearly old enough to be in my adult frame, I may already be. Hydraulics lightly hiss as Optimus gently reaches a servo out, I look at it for only a second and then make optic contact with him. I give a gratified smile and grasp his servo in a firm handshake, he forgave me, but did I in all honesty deserve it? Elita catches my optic when she moves, crossing her arms over her chassis, she seemed relaxed, more at peace, like the tension in the room is cleared.
"it was nice talking to you Commander Stormblaze" Prime breaks the hand shake and begins to move for the door, offering for Elita to go first.
"Please, Optimus Prime, just Stormblaze" I request a little bashfully.
"Alright if we are going to be more formal, then I prefer just Optimus" he turned to look back at me, facing me.
"and one more request" I look at him, puzzled.
"the twins are on your team, I expect you to keep them under control at the best of your ability" although his tone was serious, I caught a knowing, amused glimmer in his optic. Bringing out a soft huff of laughter from me, his legendary patients was true. But, the twins and I would still get reserved seats in the brig. For we were planning the ultimate revenge on the medic.
"I apologize Optimus, but I can't guarantee anything" I shake my head with false frustration. Barely visible humor stayed in Prime's optics, he gave a nod and left with Elita out of the med bay. I am pretty sure that Prime just accepted a challenge, and so did I.
"SIDESWIPE! SUNSTREAKER!" my optics online, I get to online my optics to Jazz's peaceful faceplates, I want to touch his wonderful face. But that would surely wake him, considering Ratchet doesn't do it in another two seconds.
"I WILL DISSASEMBLE YOU TWO FRAGGING GLITCH HEADS" Jazz gives a soft moan as his systems come online.
"man, too early for this" he sighs. I can't help but to give a small rumble of laughter, he turns his attention down to me and gives one of his spark warming smiles.
"well good morning beautiful" I cuddle deeper into his arms, I never really knew how to take a compliment, besides, I wanted a little more recharge. Jazz lightly rubs my helm, also rubbing my back plates, it was so easy to let my guard down with him, to let loose and relax, he gives off such a wonderful ambiance.
"well, ready to get up?" he asks, I shake my head slowly.
"but I want to see what progress Optimus has on the scouting mission" I remembered.
"is work all you think about?" Jazz whined, I sat up in the berth and pivoted to turn my back to him so I can put my pedes on the ground.
"no, my team is mostly, but you take up most of my thoughts" I smiled back.
"really? How so?" he asks, watching me stand up and walk to the door.
"ways I shouldn't say out loud" I smirked back at his shocked expression, I was getting good with messing with him like he does with me. I see the twins fly by in their alt modes, I stand by the door of my berthroom unfazed, until I see a ticked Ratchet chasing them. Roughly around a hundred feet from me he suddenly lands on his back, clever, the twins set up a trip wire. The wire is set up high, so they can drive under it, they must've realized his habit in chasing them in his bipedal mode.
The medic landed with a clunk, covered in rainbow sticky notes, still having traces of heavy duty plastic wrap made for keeping freight on pallets together. The prank, we decided, would be to put sticky notes on Ratchet then wrap him to his berth, the wire was to just distract the medic, even though they were much faster than him.
I do my best to not laugh at the medic, managing to hold a serious look, I throw on my best sympathetic, "I am so sorry this happened to you" expression. I remember what the medic did to me, he had it coming, now we are even, for now. But once he figures out I was involved, albeit indirectly involved, he would get me back.
"Ratchet? Are you alright?" I quickly trot over to him and offer a hand, he accepts and I haul him up, but then he glares at me.
"I know you were involved too" he snarls. I look at him with question, giving him an innocent look.
"while clearing your corrupted files, I stumbled upon your internet history, you looked up pranks" oh, right. While hanging out with the three small human allies and providing support/therapy for them, I got more interested in their humor. I started to look more into it.
I back up a couple paces, pretending as if I thought he was crazy, but after around the third step, I transform and roll backwards. My tires leave skid marks as I take off and skillfully pull a 180 and zoom off in the direction of the twins, I was faster than both of them, I would be able to catch up easily.
Ratchet's transformation sounds echoed down the hall along with his own burnout, the chase began, I poured on the speed to lose him. Doing so quickly, he was probably going to camp out and wait for the twins and I to circle around where he would get us. I keep my sensors online and working diligently I can continue to evade him, I map out different escape routes and alternative paths. Guessing where the pissed medic would stand watch at.
My engine gives a loud roar, and I drift around a corner, coming between the lambo twins, revving my engine in a challenging and excited manor. We race through the halls, temporarily forgetting the angry medic that was probably hunting us down. Ratchet? Hunting us down? My spark rate speeds up, Ratchet was hunting us? No, it can't happen! Not again!
While distracted in my ridiculous breakdown, I didn't see Optimus circle the corner, he was speed walking, probably wondering what all the commotion was about. The twins simply sped past him, but my tires locked up, trying to stop, I snap out of it and remember what was going on. I was aimed at Optimus, I needed to act or I would collide with him, I transform and jump to the side, my pedes made contact with a wall at Prime's left. I push off, I give an apologetic smile to the leader of the Autobots, before landing on the ground on the other side of him. Still had too much momentum, I did a round off and transformed, hitting my accelerator, and catching right back up with the twins.
"man he was mad!" Sideswipe laughed, he had a mad set of giggles ever since we got put into the brig. I give a chuckle, Sideswipe keeps laughing as he replays Ratchet's reactions, Sunstreaker and I roll our optics.
"how did I let you talk me into that" Sunstreaker growled. They sat on the bench, it was on the opposite side of me, my knee propped up and my arm rest on it casually, and relaxed.
"speak for yourself, I am on both prime and Ratchet's slag list now" I realized. Sideswipe was about to give an attempt to lighten my spirits up in some sort of smart aft way. But the sound of the large cell being unlocked interrupted him, making him keep silent and aim his attention at the visitor. Optimus calmly walked in, a fuming Ratchet at his heals, you could tell he probably talked Prime's audio receptor off.
"what do you propose then, old friend?" Optimus finally asked.
"I don't care Optimus, just get these spawns of Unicron off the base premises!" he snarled. The twins and I shoot prideful looks at each other as if we were just called angels.
"alright, in that case, you three will accompany Elita and I on a light duty mission" Prime really needs to realize the difference between a punishment and a reward for us. Guess this worked out better than I expected, Prime probably knew he was doing all of us a favor, I needed to move. The twins have been traveling for a long time and I wouldn't doubt if they were also getting jittery, pranking was a symptom of it.
"you got it prime!" Sideswipe assured without hesitation. Sunstreaker and I just give quick nods, both of us eager to get back out on the field.
"alright, we leave shortly" prime turns and leaves, but Ratchet stares at all of us, and gives a sneer, I give an innocent wave at him. He gives a frustrated growl realizing his error, but he kept his peace, he stormed out of the cell, slamming the door behind him. All three of us erupt in a crescendo of laughter, gripping our helms and tanks oh Ratchet was going to kill us. I give a content sigh as I lean my head on the wall, relaxing my frame, but I was still tense, like I would admit that to them though.
After a couple seconds of comfortable silence, Sideswipe perks his head as if suddenly remembering something.
"hey Stormsweeper, when we were running from the Hatchet, why did you lock up when you saw Optimus?" Sunstreaker glanced at him, realizing he was on to something. Man I was getting bad at hiding things these days.
"yah, you just froze, that's not like you" Sunstreaker didn't hide his harsh suspicion.
"not sure, just getting a little rusty I suppose" I blow air out, looking back up at the ceiling, acting bored, but really I was thinking really hard.
"they just got brigged, are you sure it is wise to bring them on this mission?" Elita was a little uncertain on allowing the twins and young femme tag along. She trusted their capabilities and their loyalties of course, but there was no room for disobedience on the battlefield.
"Sideswipe and Sunstreaker are the best front liners I have had in the past, although their pass time is questionable, they are loyal and focused when they need to be" Optimus assured. Checking his battle computers and weapons while listening intently to the concerns of his femme, he watches her cock her helm.
"what about the youngling?" She knew he knew nothing about the young bot, but evidence leads up to positive and promising future for her.
"based on how her team treats her and vice versa, I believe she holds plenty of potential in the mere future. Besides, I must admit, it is nice to feel the tension of war melt when they are up to harmless mischief" so Optimus kind of liked the pranks, they were younglings after all. Prime lightly held Elita's servo in his, giving it a soft kiss.
"are you sure you want to go on the mission? Your energy reserves must get low more frequently" the mech pointed out, he has been extremely cautious with her lately, but it was normal for a good mech creator to worry.
"I will be fine, are you ready to leave?" Optimus lightly cups her cheek, bringing his face close to hers, closing the space between their foreplates.
"Strong as ever my Elita" his smile was prideful, filled with so much respect, Elita couldn't wait to have their first sparkling, together. She leaned in and brought her lips to his, capturing him in a kiss, she could feel wave after wave of love coming in from the bond. They both pulled back and smiled, they stood up from the berth they sat on and made their way to the door. Prime held his arm out to her, she hooked her servo underneath it, prime politely opened the door for her and they made their way to the communications room.
Elita gazed into the communications room to see Ratchet, the humans, Stormblaze and the twins chattering away. Stormblaze talking about old times with the front liners, Raph and Ratchet spoke of some tech and Miko and Jack arguing about a game they were playing. Stormblaze caught her attention, the young femme gave a small nearly unnoticeable smile it almost seemed saddened, at her and Optimus. But the twins must've brought up something embarrassing because she turned right back around and swatted them back on the head.
"we agreed never to bring that up!" she complained. The twins only gave snickers, making her glare at them all the colder. Optimus lightly placed a hand on her arm signaling that he had to speak to Ratchet, Elita let him go to the medic so she could confront Stormblaze and the twins.
"you younglings ready?" Elita asked calmly, they all turned towards her, giving excited looks to fight.
"yes ma'am" Sideswipe salutes to the all pink femme.
"Autobots, transform and roll out!" the five Autobots that were just speaking transform down into their high performance, imported alt modes, giving growls from the engine. Stormblaze leads going through the space bridge, the twins on either side of her, Elita follows, staying right besides Optimus.
They all drive out of the green vortex of the ground bridge, landing on a rocky area. Everyone goes to bipedal mode, staying low as they peak over the cliff's edge, there are Vehicons around a cave mouth.
"energon mine?" Stormblaze asked turning towards Optimus who just studied the cave for another moment.
"we are about to find out" Elita answered. They all ran, circling around to get the guards from behind, this would create less noise and not alert the unsuspecting mech from within the premises. Stormblaze gave a signal to the twins, they slid down carefully, she followed right after them, they all attacked at the same time, making quick work of the guards. Optimus and Elita slide down the steep slope of the cliff right after, and lead the way inside, sticking close to the walls in the large dark cave.
At the end of the cave, it opened up, it was a wide, high ceiling, domed opening, many guards walked around, guarding another small cave opening.
"we will clear a path, if you guys are willing to go for the prize" Stormblaze suggested, Optimus looked around to see if there was a better way, but it didn't seem so. The prime looked at the femme commander, and gave a nod of approval, she turned to the red and yellow mechs behind her.
"you guys remember the great divide mission?" the twins give remembering smirks. Stating that they do indeed remember the mission, that was all the femme needed from them, they all took off. Stormblaze went to the left while they went on the right, as they hit each section, they knifed the cons, moving swiftly and quietly. All that was left were the enemies in the middle, the perimeter was clear.
'let's hit it!" Stormblaze gave the signal over the comm. The twins and femme shot enemies in the clearing, moving in the perimeter for cover and to throw them off, Optimus grabbed Elita's hand and they ran down the perimeter.
"good luck!" Elita gave a nod at Stormblaze telling her the same as they ran passed her. They got to an open way of a small cave that was cleared of Decepticon guards, allowing the duo to run through, searching for the item that was being so heavily guarded. The smaller cave kept going for roughly 200 feet, so the run was short, another opening, this one much smaller. During their entry they caught the attention of a few guards who immediately shot, the couple dove for cover calmly. Their opportunity to take out the few guards came and they took it, becoming the only ones in the cave.
In the middle of the darkened area was a small shard, Optimus and Elita circled it, it looked to be the equivalent of a diamond. Optimus carefully reached for it, ready to retract his hand if need be, but the strange metallic crystal just sat dormant. Elita watched as her mate picked up the delicate looking object and opened up a compartment in his subspace.
"Optimus, are you sure it is wise to put something like that in your subspace?" she planted her hand on his arm to stop him.
"it is alright Elita, I will remove it when we are safely back at base, but until then, I fear this is the only way to transport it" Elita removed her servo from his arm, she worried. The couple turned around and ran for the opening, Optimus allowing her to go first, the run was as quick going out as it was going in. the large cave of the main battle was littered with Vehicon shells, there were so many! The pink femme looked at Stormblaze and the twins as they checked their armor and systems for damage.
Elita and Optimus confronted them, they stood near a cluster of large rocks that were used for cover at a point in the battle.
"so, there was a fragging armada guarding this cave, did you guys find out why?" Stormblaze asked looking up breaking her attention from a systems check. She lightly shook her helm, Stormblaze was becoming low on charge from the large battle, the twins and her both. It was enough so she couldn't hide it enough from Elita's trained optic.
Optimus nodded, but an explanation would need to come later, a Vehicon jumped from the cluster of rocks, going for the closest Autobot: Stormblaze. He pulled a blade to her throat, his gun pointed at Elita, Optimus, and the twins, Optimus held a protective arm in front of Elita, ready to take the shot if the need arose. The force of being yanked back into a hostage position caused Stormblaze's hand to go in the air to not fall. Something hit Elita, she didn't know what it was, but it confused her.
Stormblaze, the Decepticon and the cave all changed, the con turned into Thundercracker, holding a humming cannon at Elita. Stormblaze turned into a much smaller pink and red youngling, holding a hand out trying to protect her. The cave warped into large metallic building and terrain, but Elita barely noticed that, who was the small pink and red femmeling in front of her? The one that was getting suffocated? Elita couldn't move, if she did Thundercracker would kill her, the femme commander stayed frozen.
"mama!
the words echoed in her processor, Mama? She wasn't a mother, not yet, was the youngling mistaken? She had to of been, but why did this fear feel so raw, so heavy and… familiar? The youngling also had plenty of resemblance to her and Optimus, how was this possible? Her attention was snapped back as everything flashed back to normal, Stormblaze smashed her captor's ankle with her heal, elbowed him in the tanks. She grabbed his armor and threw him to the ground and gave him a swift kick to the helm, temporarily offlining him.
Stormblaze reached for her neck at the place the blade bit into. It wasn't anything fatal but it did look painful, she watched as some of the energon from her systems dropped down her palm with dismay.
"yah, there's an assassin right there" she growled with frustration.
"you cool sis?" Sideswipe asked making his way to her as if nothing happened to her, his brother followed, they both stopped to look at the cut.
"Don't worry, it was just a knick" she assured sounding annoyed with herself. She hissed lightly as she put a little more pressure on it.
"well, ready to head out? Did we get what we needed?" Stormblaze moved her gaze to Optimus, hand still on her neck to stall the energon's retreat from her systems. Optimus seemed to relax a little before giving a nod, but Elita couldn't move, what she just saw, it wasn't just a vision or something. What was it, it felt like it actually happened, but that's not possible! She would remember if she had a sparkling! Wouldn't she?
"Elita? Are you ready to leave?" no she couldn't move, her spark felt strained and insanely confused, the fear was there, it was so real and painful.
"Elita?" Stormblaze looked at her with concern. Elita looked at her blankly, she looked like the femme from the vision, just more upgrades from the youngling frame and a different paint job.
"Stormblaze" Elita mumbled the name felt familiar, how was any of this possible? Parts hissed and lightly shifted as Optimus lowered himself and carefully turned Elita to look at him.
"Elita, are you alright?" she was worrying him, she had to snap out of it, she couldn't even feel him right now, her side of the bond was dampened for some reason.
"Elita?" Optimus called again calmly, but the worry in his audio was evident.
"I believe the best decision would be to get her back to Ratchet, Optimus" Stormblaze pointed out. Elita felt herself get scooped up, what was going on with her? A protocol she didn't even know existed was activated in her when Stormblaze was in trouble, but her processor assured her spark it was faulty.
Now her frame seemed to be glitching out with the confusion, as Optimus picked her up and ordered a spacebridge she placed a protective hand on her chest. Hopping the stress wasn't doing any harm of any sort to the new sparkling, she had to snap out of this!
"Elita? Show me some sign you are ok, please" Optimus whispered to her. Her systems were becoming exhausted, at this rate she may even go into stasis, carrying a sparkling took a lot of energy. Elita only nodded trying to show him somehow that she was going to be alright, she felt pained, and low on charge.
Everything felt so heavy, she leaned her head on Prime's chest plates, getting closer to shutting down, a servo cupped her face to support her. She knew it was Optimus' he kissed her head, quickening his pace, she felt a berth underneath her, when did they get to the medical bay? Optimus held her hand as Ratchet worked, he just needed to get her energy levels up, and then she would be just fine, so would the sparkling.
"alright, we can increase her energy levels with equipment or you can spark bond with her, bonding is more healthy for the sparkling and you two" Ratchet assured calming himself down, realizing it was just energy levels, it was completely normal for a femme to succumb to this.
"bonding won't harm her or the sparkling in any way when her energy is this low?" Optimus asked looking at his old friend, his fear was hard to keep at bay by the nano click. His sparkling and femme were in danger, that was all that was going through his processor, he could barely focus on what Ratchet was telling him. All he could think was that if he harmed them, he wouldn't be able to come to peace with himself.
"not even a little, just no spark mating, that is what drains energy, have you made your decision?" Optimus nodded, his decision was obvious, now that he allowed some sense to return to his processor. Ratchet laid a hand on Prime's shoulder.
"hurry up, it is not good for her energy to get that low, especially while carrying, we will discuss what happened to her later." Optimus nodded and watched Ratchet leave the med bay.
What the pit happened? Elita just froze! I pace in my berthroom I was panicking, what was wrong with Elita, was she sick? But she can't be! I was worried , I will admit it, I was worried about my mot- Elita, she was carrying. I relieve air from my ventilation system, looking at the ceiling of my room, I needed to calm myself down, but I just couldn't. something was triggered in Elita, but what? Why when she spoke finally she just said my name? she didn't remember did she? Someone pingged me, I reluctantly answered it.
"hey Stormsweeper? Did you get your wound welded?" I rolled my optics at Sideswipe.
"no, Ratchet has more important things to worry about" like helping a carrying femme who just froze for no reason.
"can you still train?" I shrug, might as well not keep myself cooped up in here. besides, my nanities are already sealing up my cut, I will be fine for some training!
"be there in a sec" good thing Jazz was on patrol, otherwise he would attack me with questions on my mood, I couldn't take that right now. My door opens and I make my way down the hall, the training room was close by so I wouldn't pass very many bots, if any. The doors to the training room slid open, the twins looked ready to train, it may seem stupid that we train after a mission, but training relaxed the twins and I.
I take out my blade from the sheath on my back, testing the weight like I have done oh so many times before a training match or the real deal. I stand in the middle of them, they both get their wrist blades out, I calm my sensors, Elita will be fine, stop worrying! A screech sounded as Sideswipe took off in my direction, I deflected his blow, ducked as Sunstreaker came for a swing, and never stopped moving.
We eventually got to hand to hand combat, but that was a few hours into the training, I gave a roundhouse kick at Sunstreaker nailing him in the head. Sideswipe came up to me and nailed me in the gut, causing me to fall to my knees, he went for another kick to my helm. I grabbed his foot as it came down and twisted it to make his whole body whip around in the air, he landed on his chest. I stand again, Sunstreaker lands a good kick to one of my knee plates causing me to just go right back down again. I have to take a pause, I was getting so exhausted, energon lightly tricked from my mouth, Gladiators know how to train the right way.
I control my venting but it is heavy, all my support is on one knee.
"Stormsweeper what is up with you?" Sunstreaker challenges, I only look shamefully at the ground. I was getting so soft, I remember when I could look into the optics of a dying opponent in the gladiatorial ring and feel nothing. Now, I was jumpy at every little thing ever since the hacking and that, incident, and it was me crazy!
"Nothing" energon from my fresh wound starts to leak, I grip my neck and rub at it, only trying to keep my hands busy. A hand lightly lands on my left shoulder, I follow it to its owner, my demanding yellow brother.
"something is up" he states dryly. I whack his hand off harshly, I am not going this way again, way too many times have I followed this slagging path!