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Mech Base
A man plugged in a large cable and pressed a button, a minute later the entire building was filling with smoke but dissipating quickly. Silas stepped out of the smoke and watched the project carefully, it did nothing for a minute until one of its eyes suddenly shot open, "Ah, very good. Project Chimera is back in business, but this time we see what the Decepticons have to offer. Once we know their weaknesses we could rule the world." Silas smiled.
Jemina sat in the rain on the top of the man-made mesa. She relished in the clean, wet smelling air as it was washed. By the time she decided to head in she was soaked to the bone but it had been so long since it had last rained that she didn't care. As she entered she heard Smokescreen cheer, "He can walk!"
Bulkhead continued with some of his exercises as Miko flashed him a thumbs up. She shook her wet hair before walking over to Jack who had Raf on speaker, "You got to be kidding Raf, you of all people grounded?"
"*Big time. I misplaced some homework and blew a couple of tests."
"Translation, a-minus instead of a." Miko said.
"*I'm probably spending too much time at the base. -Rafael, I hope you're not on the phone in there.- No mama. Say hi to Bee for me. Until I improve these grades, I'm off team Prime.*"
Bulkhead grunted as he worked and Miko sighed, "Just when we get one back, we lose another."
Optimus came in and found the kids on the platform talking amongst themselves when he realized Jemina was dripping wet. Frowning, he picked her up, "Ah, wha…oh, it's you, yeah?"
"You are soaked."
"I hadn't noticed." She said sarcastically.
He placed her on the floor and pointed, "Go change into the spare pair of clothes you brought, you'll get sick if you stay in those."
Jemina frowned but begrudging went to change, deciding it was probably best not to argue on this worthless topic. Coming back in with dry clothes she saw Fowler on the platform, "At 16:30 hours a satellite was stolen from a high-security military bolt. Surveillance shows the Decepticon known as Breakdown at the scene."
"Haven't seen him in a while." Bulkhead said.
Fowler continued, "It looks like Breakdown entered the base in vehicle mode with someone behind the wheel."
"A Decepticon paired with a human?" Ratchet asked in obvious unbelief.
Fowler nodded, "And I have a pretty good hunch who. The stolen satellite was project Damocles."
"Invented by Silas." Optimus said nodding in affirmation.
"I guess the former colonel Bishop wanted it back." Fowler added.
Jemina had switched to her Cybertronian form and stood a little ways off, trying to conceal the fear she felt. The project was bad enough, but after everything he had put her through…even just thinking about him sent a spike of fear in her chest. Optimus saw her staring at Fowler blankly and could feel her fear so moved and stood next to her, placing a protective arm around her. Her intakes calmed again as Bee asked :I thought Jemina torched him?:
"Yeah, I thought Silas was fried?" Arcee inquired.
"In that heat, so did I…but we never did find a body." Fowler agreed.
"Agent Fowler, even if he were alive, are you suggesting that Silas has allied Mech with the Decepticons? I highly doubt that Megatron would entertain such an idea." Ratchet objected.
Jack spoke up, "Why not? The human-bot alliance works for us."
"Most of the time." Arcee affirmed.
"But Mech has always been one to go after higher technology. Silas could just be using the 'alliance' as a way to obtain it, and by offering project Damocles as a gift to Megatron…he might entertain the idea, so long as he's useful." Jemina interjected.
"What can Damocles do?" Optimus asked.
Fowler called up a screen that held the information, "Damocles is a particle-beam cannon so powerful it can slice up the Pentagon like a birthday cake, or give everyone on Mt. Rushmore a Mohawk. All from a satellite in orbit. It's the work of a madman, and in Megatron's hands…"
"A grave threat to anyone who dares oppose him." Optimus glared.
Fowler grabbed a file, "The 'cons may have the satellite, but they can't use it without the interface code. The only existing copy is stored on the secured servers at headquarters in Colorado."
Optimus nodded, "We must keep the code out of Decepticon hands at all costs."
"It's roll time." Bulkhead smiled.
"Ep, ep! I have not yet cleared you for active duty, nor are you ready to roll." Ratchet rebuffed.
Bulkhead groaned as Jemina passed him and placed a hand on his arm, "You're almost there, if you ask real nice I bet you could convince Ratchet to start letting you do some smaller tasks, like curbside." She offered. Bulkhead thought about it for a second before nodding and turning around.
They ran through the bridge and were immediately greeted by opposing fire, they all ran for cover before returning the fire, "The Decepticons have preceded us. We must secure the command center." Optimus yelled to the team.
They ran forward and made it halfway there before an eerie yellow filled the sky. The realization of what it was dawned on Jemina, "Everyone get to cover!"
They all jumped and ran several steps back as the beam came down and struck where Smokescreen had once been, and leaving nothing of the Vehicon, "Whoa." Smokescreen breathed in more horror than amazement.
"Fall back!" Optimus yelled as another beam lit up the sky, "Ratchet, we require backup. Can you remotely disable project Damocles under agent Fowler's advisement?"
Jemina didn't hear Ratchet's reply as she fired at another Vehicon but knew it none the less. She rejoined Optimus as they took a few seconds from running from the beam, "Autobots, we must draw its fire to distract from Rafael's efforts." Optimus ordered as other beam hit the earth not far from them.
They all took a step back before running as Arcee yelled, "Somehow, I don't think that'll be a problem."
They all transformed and Jemina took to the air, making sure to watch for the beam, as she dropped down next to where Optimus stood for a second. He turned to her, "Do you think you could control the beam's energy?"
Jemina looked at the beam that had temporarily ceased chasing Arcee, "I don't know, I've never tried trying to control particle energy, and its way more complex than light or anything else I've done…I can try though."
Optimus nodded, "Then do so but remain under cover."
She nodded as he transformed to draw away its fire. Focusing on the beam she tried to grasp its energy, tried to learn the way it functioned. But it was moving too fast and she didn't have the time she needed to fully understand what it was. She did however feel it heading towards Smokescreen, "Smokescreen move!" He moved in the nick of time as it slammed into the ground he had once been on. She sighed and commed Opitmus, "Optimus, I can't get a fix on it, I don't have enough time right now."
"*Understood,*" Optimus grunted as blaster fire could be heard.
Jemina looked at the bunker before saying again, "I think I can get to the bunker, I'm at least able to predict and move out of the way of the beam so…"
"*Go, we will cover you.*"
She too to the air and weaved through a few beams before entering the bunker, though in a different room than Soundwave. She looked around and smiled, the central computers, cut his link from here and…she fired at the circuit panel on the wall and shorted out the building, and the computers. She felt the massive energy from the beam suddenly dissipate and let out a silent mental cheer. She turned to run back out when something struck her from behind and she went down.
Flipping over she saw the formidable form of Soundwave, scrap. Scrambling to get up she tried to run for the nearest exit but one of his tentacles wrapped around her arm and pulled her back. Transforming her other hand into a blade she made a quick motion to cut the tentacle, only for him to grab that one also and tighten his hold. She tried to jerk her hands free as he took a step closer and slugged her helm causing her to hit the floor, "*Optimus! Help!*" She all but shouted over the 'com, dread filling her chest as Soundwave came closer and hit her again, knocking her unconscious this time.
Soundwave called up a ground bride, he had no way of accessing the codes now that this, seeker had cut off the lines. Inside he seethed. He should have been in here in the first place, he just hadn't thought that an Autobot would have been smart enough to go for the main computers first, and risk potential data loss. Walking through the bridge he dragged his prisoner along behind him as the sounds of the other Autobots rushing into the room died with the closing of the bridge.
"*Optimus!Help!*"Opitmus heard Jemina cry through the 'com unit, and even felt her terror. His spark instantly jolted as he turned to the bunker, "Autobots storm the command center now!"
They ran for the bunker but no beam lit up the sky, "Jemina did it!" Arcee cheered as she pounded one last Vehicon, clearing the path. Optimus ran into the room that he had seen Jemina fly into and saw a sight that horrified him, Soundwave was dragging Jemina through a ground bridge. He let out roar of almost never seen rage as he charge the bridge, only to have it close the nanosecond he reached it. He just stood there for a second, his processor trying to catch up, when it all hit him lie a load of bricks on a human. His fists clenched as he walked out of the room, Arcee and Bee eying him sadly and a bit warily, "Ratchet…we need a bridge." He said managing to keep his face and voice neutral-barely.
They exited the bridge and walked into the base to see everyone-minus Raf- there, "Optimus! Raf did it! He managed to bring down the satellite." Ratchet said ecstatic before his face fell as he saw the others, "What happened."
Bulkhead limped off the berth, "Where's Jemina?"
Optimus fought, actually it was all out war, with his emotions-desperately trying to keep them in check. "Where is Jemina?" Ratchet asked again, harder this time.
Arcee answered when she saw Optimus struggling to do so, "Soundwave. She-she managed to cut him off from the computers but…he ended up…" She couldn't finish.
"No," Ratchet breathed taking a step back.
Optimus managed to regain enough control to speak reasonably, "Please put all your efforts into finding the Nemesis."
Ratchet nodded quickly, "Of course." He turned to the computer to start trying to find anything…though in this case-it was like trying to find a needle in a scrapyard.
Optimus wandered up to the roof of the mesa and looked up at the stars, but couldn't stand the sight for more than a second. Turning his helm back towards the ground he gazed out where the blackness of the Earth met the blackness of the sky, "I will find you Jemina, I will not lose you the same way I lost Elita…not again." He said quietly as an Energon tear streaked down his faceplate.
Optimus felt something brush his plating down by his leg and saw Jayce sitting next to him. The child's face was red from him trying to hold back tears, but now he no longer could as he laid his head on the one 'bot his sister seemed to draw protection from more so than the rest. At first he thought it was because she thought of him like a father, like he did, but as time wore on he began to realize it was more than that. Looking up at Opitmus he said as loudly as he could with his voice cracking and coming out just above a whisper, "She loves you. She hasn't told you, or anyone outside her room or when she mumbled to herself while she's doing something at home and she thought I wasn't listening, but she does…even I can see it. And I know you like her too, Miko, Arcee, and Ratchet all said so. You'll bring her back-I know you will."
Opitmus picked him up and held him close to his spark, "I will bring her back Jayce, I promise."
Jemina awoke with her helm pounding. She moved her hand to try and locate the souse of the problem but found she couldn't move hand from the other. She sat up and quickly looked around…this was by no means the base. She remember her last few seconds of consciousness as the dread began to creep back into her. She stood and looked around, it appeared to be a holding cell, when the door swished open and Megatron walked in. Her spark all but stopped as he looked at her, "So you're the seeker that has Dreadwing so, aggravated."
She didn't say anything, just kept a close watch on him. He took another step towards which she quickly retreated one. "I'll make this simple, give me the coordinates of the Autobot's base and I'll allow you to rejoin the Decepticons."
That was the last thing she wanted and shook her head. She fought to keep her intakes steady as he got closer and she ran out of room, "In that case…" His servo formed a fist and he slammed it into her side. She grunted from the blow as she was sent several steps back and hit the wall, "I shall simply ensure that the Autobots can never regain their seeker."
She was thrown against the wall a second time and a small cry left her as she fell on her wings, Megatron continued with the beating as if he took some twisted pleasure in it. It lasted another half-hour, though to Jemina it seemed eternity. By the time he finally left she looked like she had been to the pit and back and just barely hanging on. And indeed she was. She drug herself to the wall so she could properly sit up and rest her helm against something. She didn't know why he suddenly stopped but she didn't question the blessing.
After she got to the wall all the pain resurfaced that she had shoved down to move. Biting her lip to keep from screaming, her optics clenched shut and tears began to flow. Her intakes became short and shallow before she forced herself to take deep and slow, it worked as a human and she suspected Cybertronians weren't that different. But even the pain was still great and she had no way to escape it, no way save one…Jemina closed her optics and left herself fall into recharge, at least there she never had pain.
When she came out there was still no one there and the sharp pain turned to a constant throb, painful but bearable. She took one last look at the door before slipping away again.
This time however she didn't just go through the black void of two seconds that seemed to be sleep…she found herself in the wood where she had meet Alpha Trion when she was going through the original transformation. Looking around she took a cautious step forwards. She knew Cybertronians didn't dream, they had memory playbacks but they didn't dream. She had told Ratchet one time that she dreamed in her Cybertronian form and he said it was probably because she was human also. But also at the same time, this wasn't a dream…it was far too vivid to have been one. As she walked through the woods she noticed that she didn't hurt-at all, she smiled and accepted the blessing. She walked for several minutes before her audios picked up the soft sounds of faraway footfalls. Curious now she wandered towards them, could it be A-3? She reached the end of the woods that lead to a small glade before it suddenly stopped and was replaced with a landscape of Cybertron, though that didn't hold her attention…the confused 'bot on the landscape did. "Optimus!" She shouted as she ran two steps forward.
He turned to the shout and looked confused, relieved, and worried, "Jemina?"
She smiled and went to take another step when the planes abruptly started to tremble and break apart. Optimus ran for her but the two worlds were suddenly swept into darkness as she was ripped out of her unconsciousness and awoken.
A Vehicon shoved her with his blaster, seeming to see if she was still alive or not, "Is she offlined?" A different Vehicon asked.
"I don't know, she isn't responding to anything…" The prodding one replied.
Jemina suddenly snapped alert and saw the door open first thing. Without memory of her early abuse hit one Vehicon over the head and stunned it before tackling the second and momentarily knocking that one unconscious as well. Standing with a grunt she ran for the door. As she reached the entrance she knew she needed a way to get these cuffs off, but she didn't have a key, Gah! I just need a key to unlock these things! Where do I even find one? As she thought about them and wanting them unlocked they fell to the floor, open and she was free. She looked at them curiously for a nanosecond before deciding she would question that later and just focus on getting out of the ship now, "Father," She whispered as she ran out, "Give me the strength to get out of this nightmare."
There were no guards around, so apparently Megatron didn't think of her as a high threat and the Vehicons from the cell hadn't commed anyone either. Running through the confusing halls nearly made her give up until she stumbled across a group of fliers as they walked towards the outer reaches of the ship. They had just reached the outer deck doors when a Vehicon called over the com, "Prisoner has escaped, last seen leaving the brig ten minutes ago."
Scrap! She thought as the Vehicons suddenly stopped and ran her direction. She pressed herself into the shadow of a beam and bit her lip again to keep from crying out as she hit her wing. The pain started coming back as she ran for the outer deck doors, just let me get off of the horror house! She pleaded desperately with herself as she ran out.
Megatron stood on the bridge awaiting news on if the Autobot was still functional. Very few had ever survived his beatings, and if they did they were known as survivors. Many Autobots they had captured during the war had perished from them as had many-unloyal Decepticons. The last one to survive the beating was Starscream, and even he was only just, having to be carried out by five Vehicons and in the medical bay for a week just for the critical needs.
He highly doubted the young seeker survived, not that he cared, she was a traitor and traitors were put to death. So when a slightly beaten Vehicon came rushing into the bridge, stumbling over his peeds and quietly saying the seeker had escaped, Megatron was wide optict. She survived and managed to move! He growled, "Find her! And report her position to me."
At this moment he wasn't quite sure what to do, he wanted to offline her yes-very much so, but if she could take that kind of a beating and still have the will and ability to move to escape-she could be a valuable asset to the Decepticon cause, I'll just have to find a way to get her to change sides.
Soundwave came over to Megatron and showed a feed of Jemina just exiting the ship for the upper deck. Grinding his pointed denta together Megatron ran out of the bridge for the deck.
The sweet fresh air hit Jemina in such relief, she was out, now she needed to get away. She hurt now, more than she did before, but she pushed it to the side as there was something more important that needed to be done. Upon reaching enough room to transform she did so, and rather painfully. Taking to the air she raced from the ship, though the roar of another engine caught her attention-Megatron? What does he want?! She put more power into her thrusters and banked to the right to try and throw him off, I just need to stay far enough ahead to call base…the thought was shoved aside when Megatron started firing though and she had to dodge.
The dog fight continued for several minutes until Megatron struck her left wing and she lost control. Falling, she transformed before she hit the ground and activated the foot thrusters, breaking the fall a bit, but not enough to keep her from hitting and rolling painfully.
A heavy thud! landed a few yards away from Jemina and she looked up to see a deeply scowling Megatron. One servo clutched her side that was leaking Energon in a constant flow while she used the other to try and push herself away, only to be rewarded a sharp pain throughout her whole body. She uttered a faint groan, the pain keeping her from saying anything louder, as Megatron brought his cannon up to bare, "You have sealed your fate."
The base was abuzz with worry, Ratchet typing furiously into the computer trying to get a reading from the Nemesis, Arcee and Bee hadn't stopped pacing, Smokescreen played with his servo, and Bulkhead just sat on the berth and pounded it every once and a while. All the kids, June, and Fowler sat on the platform staring at the wall or one another without saying a word. Raf got up from the couch, having been liberated from his punishment when Fowler came to tell his family they needed to move for Gov. security reasons and brought him back to the base with him, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
Ratchet shook his head, "Just pray I find the right frequency."
Optimus watched from the computer console he stood at. He couldn't focus on decoding the Iacon data base, not with all the current thoughts in his processor. The chief one was the incident that occurred when Ratchet had forced him into recharge. He had seen Jemina, she was exiting a forest and had called out to him but before they could reach each other they were yanked apart and he had abruptly awoken from recharge.
His servos rested on the keys useless, he kept getting a sharp pain in his side and spark but Ratchet was focused on finding Jemina at the moment. Ratchet broke through the thick silence, "I found her signal. But it is no longer shielded and very weak."
Optimus turned quickly, "We must move quickly, if she has managed to escape in some way the Decepticons will pursue her."
Ratchet opened the bridge and every 'bot but him ran through. Optimus saw the scene first, Jemina was lying helpless on the ground while Megatron pointed his fusion cannon at her, preparing for the final blow. He charged Megatron and fired at him, catching off guard for a second before he turned his full attention to him instead of Jemina, "Optimus, you came sooner than I expected. Know you can watch as I exterminate her spark."
He and Optimus got into a very serious fist fight while Bee and Bulkhead ran over to Jemina, Arcee and Smokescreen stationed around Megatron to join Optimus if they could get a clear shot.
Jemina looked up at Bee and Bulkhead and attempted to stand but was rewarded with nothing but pain as it quietly left her lips and she could do no more than lift her arm. Bee got under one side and helped her up until Bulkhead could grab the other, "Scrap kid, what did they do to you?" Bulkhead asked absent mindedly as he helped Bee.
They moved as carefully as they could but at this point everything and anything hurt. Her mind began to go numb as they neared the bridge and the last thing she heard before falling unconscious was Megatron's furious roar.
Bee and Bulkhead felt Jemina go limper than she had been before as they scrambled to readjust their grips so she didn't fall. They exited the bridge and Bulkhead yelled, "Ratchet! We need the med bay now!"
Ratchet looked up from his computer where he had been monitoring the 'bots, "By the Allspark, get her over here now!"
The other three came in as Bulkhead and Bee were shoved out of the medial bay so Ratchet could work. Optimus hadn't seen her injuries like Bulkhead and Bee had but he knew that they were bad. They all had taken up their previous positions except Bulkhead who stood next to the platform and looked at the med bay sadly while Optimus remained just outside and watched Ratchet's every move as well as Jemina. Time seemed to pass in an inexcusably slow manor, it almost seemed to hold still until Ratchet came out. Everyone looked at him expectantly, "She will survive, though she will need rest and to stay off her feet for a day or so."
"Thank Primus." Arcee sighed and everyone nodded.
Optimus looked at her, "What injuries did she sustain?"
"Several severe lacerations, a fractured wing, and twisted ankle. I am honestly and completely dumbfounded on how she even moved, let alone transformed to escape the Nemesis." Ratchet concluded looking back over a monitor of her vitals.
Arcee looked confused, "Where would she have gotten injuries like that though? I've been beaten up by Vehicons and I never had it that bad, and Soundwave would have move to composite."
"Yeah, she was beaten to a pulp then left on her last string. Frag, even I didn't have it that bad when the Decepticons over took Iacon." Smokescreen said.
Optimus looked down at his charge, if that's what you could call her anymore, before he growled, "Megatron."
"Megatron? What would he want with her?" Bulkhead asked.
Ratchet answered, "Most likely information she wasn't willing to give, that and being a seeker…"
Miko looked sick, "But she's gonna pull through and be fully functional again, right?"
Ratchet nodded, "Yes, she should be and in an accelerated time too. Whatever her abilities are they seem to speed up the healing process."
The kids left soon after to get some sleep and the rest of the base soon fell dark too, the only lights coming from the monitor screens. Optimus got up off his berth and wandered out to the main room and more specifically the medical bay. Jayce's words from the other day had stuck with him as he truly began to notice his feelings. Sitting on a crate next to her berth he leaned against the wall, just sitting by her felt better. Closing his optics he smiled, how long had he not realized these feelings? How long had she? It felt like a strange sense of Déjà vu, only this time I will not lose you. He reached over and held her servo, "Good night Jemina, I-I love you."
Laying his helm on her berth he fell into recharge peacefully for the first time in a while, how long had it been since he last uttered those words? He fell into recharge and unbeknownst to him a smile crept its way onto Jemina's face.
Later that night, or very early morning, Ratchet had come in to check on Jemina and found a sight that warmed his spark. Jemina was recharging on the berth with Optimus sitting next to it with his helm next to hers and their servos intertwined. He left the room to grab some Energon for Jemina when she awoke and smiled at Optimus. Blinking his optics online he felt a gaze upon him, turning he saw Jemina awake, "You sleep like a baby, at least you don't snore though." She said soft.
He smiled, "How are you?"
"Better, did you really mean it last night?" She asked suddenly.
He looked a little startled then smiled and nodded, "Yes I did."
She leaned her helm against his shoulder and whispered, "I love you too."
Optimus reached over and held her in a gentle grasp, while being careful of her wounds, he then pulled back and cradled her face in his hands as she smiled at him. Optimus kisses her and she returned it. After a moment they broke away and Jemina sighed contently as she snuggled into his chest more as he leaned over from the chair and held her.
Ratchet had returned shortly before and saw the exchange and smiled himself. Arcee walked down the hall and was about to ask went Ratchet motioned for her to stay silent. Confused she very quietly walked over and saw what Ratchet was seeing, she knew they had liked each other, never knew they were actually going to admit it! She looked at Ratchet very surprised while he just smirked, he had known for a long time Arcee realized.
Ha! they finally told each other, it's done! So this chapter was largely-mostly- inspired by XxWolfLord95xX, so thank him :) Sooo...what are your thoughts on the unfolding of...events? Put it in a REVIEW!