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Chapter 35: This is The Limit
I sighed for the nth time after calling it another day. It has been two weeks since the parasite thing, and almost a week and a half later from the time that Barricade had actually hacked into a foreign account to 'use' the money in our convenience…
Yeah… Let me rephrase that. HE STOLE IT! The slagging aft head had hacked into a satellite network and managed to actually transfer it without a trace left behind! (I can blame Soundwave for this fishy thing but then again, they are all Cybertronians with more advance technological inputs and outputs than Earth's level 0 one…)
But let us not sway away from the topic, shall we? I had a fine headache worrying about what will happen to not only me but my sister and Miles if ever Barricade's suspicious transaction were ever to be questioned! Not only did Barricade inform me of its black origins but also what kind of people owned it.
Primus, had his programming crashed after his own parasite had suck all of his logic codes?!
I just wanna weep in a hole and hope that the fragging ex-Con would get what he deserves. And talk about a foreign questionable account… The materials we had purchased were top class in the world. How did we manage to get a transaction like that? Guess who was to blame for that…
It was none other than Milton.
How in the frag did Barricade convince Miles to make inquiries on high class materials and end up having them the day after?! That event was just slagging mind blowing to the point I want to summon Ratchet and throw them all a wrench in the helm that would leave a nasty dent.
They were doing things behind my back and heck; they thought that I didn't know. Who in the world would not notice it when the slagging lug-head is a giant metal alien wearing over his EMP field a smug emotion?! This EMP reading really has its advantages.
"Sis, they did it again… We got a shipping of high class paint… but the funny thing is… they also have one in the color of Sunny…" Noname greeted me with an amused look which was on the contrary, on the verge of giggling and trying to be serious. She knows that the bots hadn't been on my good side and she wanted to not go there too.
A large sigh once again escaped my mouth, accompanied with a groan. I'll slag them… I promise I will if ever our cover here had been blown. And think about the inconvenience that we are giving Mrs. Spetto's son if someone would trace the owner of the building… They don't think when they move and that is why I hate to be the worrier.
"If they don't stop what they are doing, not only are we going to end up as the most wanted in the history of the 20th century but also, we would end up endangering those who we had interacted with." I gritted my teeth at the thought.
"I agree with you there, Sis, but then again… The only ones who are going to be endangered are those that are in pursuit. We have big metal boltheads here who do not give a scrap about squishies… Well, other than us that is…" My sister tried to comfort me but I seem to stray away from the assurance it gives. It only made me more alerted than Red Alert on his fine day in the Security Deck.
"That is the kind of thinking I'm worried about, Noname… Don't be so sure that there is nothing out there in our flesh that can't pick a fight with these guys… If you remember correctly, on the 4th movie… they had managed to take them out." I told her in a serious whisper because still, none of the mechs knew of the extent of knowledge me and my sister has.
Before she could retort once again, I put my hand on her mouth.
"I know that it would take time but think like me for a second here. Okay, Noname?" She quieted down and nodded obediently.
"Developing weapons like that could take quite a long time since they also need resources but on those years before the 4th, they had them already… and in a convenient size. Technology like that would take decades before it could become that compact and portable." I hissed.
"I can only come up with theories but I think those mechs that were held down in that airbase contributed a fine amount way back before the mechs came. Someone has already been preparing for them… and it's only a matter of time before they make a move because the timeline had been trampled with…" I finished before sighing. When I looked at her expression, she was gazing at me with a sympathetic look.
"I think you are just over thinking again, sis… Don't stress yourself. You know that guy that was alien too… He was the one helping those jerks, right? Maybe that tech had come from him…" She said with a soft tone but I will have none of that as I turned to get back to working again. I need to release my pent up energy before I do anything that I would regret.
My fists were actually shaking in rage as I try not to explode at her. She does not understand where I am coming from with these thoughts of mine. And I guess none of them will if I ever try and make them see it the way I see it… After all, I am my own person.
Before I closed the door on her, I gave her a small fake smile before saying. "Then, it is better to be prepared for what is coming than making the same mistake twice…"
I didn't know why I said that but it just rolled off of my tongue. Why had I said that? I can't remember a time like this. But if I judge, when I was kid, I came to myself to be cautious of everything around me and pray tell, to not let my guard down like I was on a battle field. My intuition had never failed me so I'm going to take this foreboding feeling as a sign of a danger nearing. Primus… I hope that this would only affect me more than it affects them.
"What do you think should we do? Sis is not even opening the doors… and I haven't even seen get out have something to eat." Noname said as she worriedly explained the situation to Miles and Barricade. Once Maelin had shut the doors to the partial Med Bay, she hadn't been present in any form to them for the past 2 days. They hadn't heard the door open or anything out of the blue but still, Noi worries about what her sister was doing.
"You worry too much of your organic unit's condition." Copper replied gruffly before he was hit in the stomach of his holoform. And Miles cringed the way the other had bent before falling to the floor. Thankfully, the girl didn't give him a taste of her stress as she continued on circling their front.
"You have no say in this, Cade, because you are the one of the main cause of this!" Being irritated, she angrily grumbled.
"I don't think worrying would do anything good. I had already explained to her why it was necessary for us to do what we had done… She's the only one that does not get it…" Miles sadly said with his own sigh of exasperation. It was like a conference had gone last week after Mae had seen the supplies come in in large amounts. To say that the girl was not happy is an understatement because in her eyes, there was a storm in there that she wasn't letting loose.
"But she does not do this! She would never just stop talking to us… to me!" Noname said in distress. Her features were already becoming more troubled than what they saw on her sister's. If it were the Maelin she knew, that girl would not hide things no matter how big and hurtful they are. Her sister was straight with her feelings so this kind of behavior was obviously new and frightening to the girl who had known her for all her life.
Barricade had enough of her ranting before his holoform disappeared and suddenly she was up in the air. "Then ask her yourself if you are that much worried. Stop pestering us when the answers you are seeking for are not in the right place!" He growled before Miles heard screeching metal and something large breaking.
Not too soon, when the blonde got to the scene, he saw that the door was already gone and that Noi was shouting at Barricade for what he had done.
"Ohhhh, no…! You just angered her more! You glitch aft! Are you even processing?! Why did you do it?!" The girl hit the large servo holding her as she let out her own frustration.
"You had asked for this yourself so don't go on blaming me for the situation having large negative impact!" Barricade retorted back with his own irritation.
The shouting was loud and clear. It could really wake up even sloths in their sleep… And really… Angry shouting cannot give solution to any problem. This has got to stop, in Miles perspective.
"Hey—" But before he could even get a chance to step in, Maelin was already stomping over to Barricade with a-… wait… Is that a large axe?
"For fragging pit-sakes, you, slagging boltheads! You both are acting like slagging scraplets! Stop fragging whining and shut up, or I'll make you! I had enough of both of your scraps." That started it all and later, Miles knew that Barricade would be the same shitty piece of a car back when he had first gotten him in the junk yard… Good thing he was not metal or else, the punch that Maelin had given him, would not only be a large bruise on the face.
Sadly, Miles was still asking why he was given a punch, too, although he knew it was because he went with Barricade's plan on getting more supplies when he told her that he wouldn't do more after the materials' acquisition.
"There, two weeks since I had started, I'm already finished… Thankfully, Ratchet would be the only one to scold me if ever he sees how I had done my best in giving you three a finer repair…" I told myself as I gaze upon the frames before me.
Noi, Miles and Barricade were kind enough to paint each of them after a little threat.
"They look better than before." Noi nodded with a small smile as Barricade put Blackout out of his stasis lock.
"Ugh… What hit me this time, 'Cade?" The black mech asked while his systems onlined one by one.
"It was your worst recharge flux." Barricade replied with a small smirk, knowing that the other mech would take longer to comprehend what he was saying.
"Wha-? Hook is the worsts medic but is he that sparkles enough to actually leave me with this kind of repair?" Blackout said with a weak but irritated voice. Barricade could only give a small snort in reply as he tried to stifle the pending outburst of laughter that would have come out if he hadn't seen my expression.
"Why, you ungrateful piece of lump!" I growled as I wielded the largest wrench I had come to treat as my trusted tool. From working with it for the last couple of days, I had gain quite a lot of muscle mass with it…. Ew… or not? I would need strength after all once ROTF comes in schedule…
"OW! You, fragging glitch! I am still in repair!" Blackout retorted childishly as my sister giggled in the Background. Scorponok was back from wherever he had been which I could only blame Barricade as to where the mechling had gone to.
"Well, if you hadn't been such an aft about it… You would had been save from another repair…" I stuck my tongue out.
"Sis is in a bad mood so I think it would be great if you don't add to it. It would save us the materials to help you get fixed up again…" I heard my sister whisper to the mech before Blackout raise an optic ridge at me.
"What got her panties in a loop?" Was the thing he had said before Miles bursted out laughing hard, my sister just facepalmed, and Barricade give him a hit in the helm again.
"What in the slag are you learning from the web?" My left eye twitched as my I stopped myself from hitting the aft. That is it! I am finished keeping up with this kind of scrap! I need a breather for a line. "I'm going out! And no one will freaking follow me!" I snapped before turning away and stomping through the door outside in just mere minutes.
'It had been a peaceful two weeks so I can say for certain that going outside to get something to eat would not really harm them. After all, I need food to survive…' I thought to myself as I used the motorcycle that Miles bought for our use. I hadn't really used one before I got here but Miles had taught me after he bought it.
Speeding through the roads sometimes in circles and sometimes just strolling, I hadn't really notice how two vehicles soon followed me. And also, what I didn't know was that someone had awakened from his stasis and was certainly leaving the others alarmed.