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"'Bee's Radio."

"Talking."

"Thoughts."

Now, on with the story,

-Squid:)

"Dahlia! This is it. There isn't anything you can do. It's over." Carly hissed at me as I crawled out the car.

"It's not over." I exited the car just barely hearing the end of what was said.

"Dahlia!"

The Decepticons had moved closer together, creating a semicircle. Wheeljack was saying something as the one in front of me moved him up forcefully. 'Bee was searching around the area with his optics blazed frighteningly scared. I kept myself hidden behind the car near 'Bee and Wheeljack, attaching the bomb to the claw on the grapple claw. Instead of the hook attaching onto something, the bomb would go with the claw and embed itself into its into the intended target. I had two bombs and only one claw which meaner I had to plan this correctly; I didn't have that much time.

I squirmed my way into the half destroyed car, switched the bomb strapped to the claw on. I clicked the glove-claw on and the claw connected to the rope propelled upwards at my desired aim and buried itself and the explosive into my opponent's back. Rapidly, I took a shard of glass I found on the ground and cut the rope hooked onto the glove so I didn't have to experience the same thing that had happened to Sam. All the captors turned to their Cybertronian comrade jerking at the sudden discomfort in it's back. It growled something out in another language as my former boss asked "what the hell's the matter, now?"

Every bot looked at the attacked mech's back as the beeping of the bomb increased in volume. With a loud and fiery bang, the 'Con's chest exploded, followed the rest of it torso. This gave me my chance to take out my next victim. Agilely, I ducked behind another car and vaulted onto the roof of it. It was near the side of a building right where the Mercedes disguised Decepticon held my boyfriend captive. "Are we under attack?" Dylan asked glancing around wildly. Another grunt of a bot resumed the task of the deceased while the others stood guard around the rest of the Autobots; ready to execute them. They ignored his question.

"Move it!" the evil bit said, shoving Wheeljack backwards.

"Can't we talk this out?"

I readied my body as the mech holding my love moved a bit in front of me and jumped, tossing myself at the hip of the mech and latching onto him with the grapple glow. The silver mech, startled at the weight added, growled at me. "Dahlia, no!" I paid no mind to my love's warning, hit the button the trigger the bomb with the side of my thigh, and emitted a battle cry, jamming the slender and spiked bomb in the socket where his thigh connected with his hip. I was as happy as daylight when I hears the beep of the bomb go off.

"So," the mech growled in a guttural tone, "you thought you could kill me, eh?" I dropped from his leg and onto the roof of the car, falling painfully onto my back. Ignoring the grunt of pain shooting up and down my spine and legs, I rolled the car and landed in between his spread legs. He'd pushed 'Bee over to another bot that had a gun positioned at the back of his head. Abruptly, my face's side met the concrete in a not so graceful fall as my legs came out from under me. The mech had pinched my ankle and tripped me. The dull ache from the cuts I experienced earlier intensified at the sharp pain of my cheekbone began to burn. He dragged my body across the floor and I bit back my urge to tear from the pain traveling throughout my whole body. From my sprawled state I could make out 'Bee's face a ways away from me; face contorted in fury and agony. He lifted me by the ankle, dangling my upside down person in his sneering face.

"My, aren't you a determined little insect?" it spat out, releasing a little bit of energon. The beeping of the bomb grew. The Decepticon turned me to my old boss, Dylan who looked smug as could be. "Should we execute this one?"

Dylan smirked victoriously, clapping his hands and a seething stare appeared on his face. "No...let's make her watch." I spat the ground near his feet as close as I could get.

"Like hell I'm gonna watch! You're sick in the head and you won't get away with this shit! Optimus is going to kill your ass!"

Dylan's body started. "Says who!" With a snap of his fingers they stood Wheeljack up in the circle they formed.

"We're all a bunch of good chaps! I mean you no—" and just like that, the mech behind Wheeljack shot through his chest, exploding it. I stared, saddened, appalled, and angry. "Why did you—" they cut him off again, firing another Autobot sized bullet through his back. It tore open with a fiery and bright burst. The shooter laughed, stalking up to Wheeljack's defunct body as the head rolled off to the side. The sound of the beeping bomb short circuited and fizzled out, leaving me dread as my hope drained away. The bomb stopped working as soon as it's creator died. And now, 'Bee's next.

"You see that," Dyaln pointed to Wheeljack's body. "That's going to be your dumb in the next few seconds, and I don't see your damn precious leader anywhere. So guess what? You and your friends, you lose."

He turns to my boyfriend's captor and gives him the nod. Bumblebee's face looks at my upside down one, blinking slowly. "Goodbye, my old friend and Dahlia, my love." the pounding in my head from the blood rushing to it, blocks out some sound but I can hear myself yelling at the mech to stop. The tears are running down my forehead and into the cuts on it, slightly blurring my vision too.

It grabs 'Bee by the shoulder. "You're mine now," it snarled. My boyfriend staggers, stalling his death as he trips over cars and parts of his fallen and older comrade. The grunt keeps forcing him forward.

"Get off me!" a station blared out as he was shoved forward once again.

"Please!" I cried out hoarsely. "Don't do this!"

"Turn around," it ordered, ignoring my cries and pleas.

'Bee was standing up straight now, surrounded by foes, allies, a loved one, and his dead Cybertronian friend's parts. He stood there and locked eyes with Sam before catching my dread-filled blue ones. "We... We gave 'em a hell of a run." The silver mech captor trained the gun on the back of Bumblebee's head and hummed to life while I hung limply upside down, unable to do anything to stop him from really dying this time.

However, just I thought all hope was lost, 'Bee turned his attention from my scared eyes to the skies. I followed his line of vision seeing all the drones falling from the sky and ships. One fell in between my boyfriend and his captor and another almost hit my own mech that held me captive. It batted the drone away, completely forgetting about me. My legs slipped out the Decepticon's hands and I went flying through air. The breath pushed put my as my front slammed into a metal hand. Thank Primus, it was 'Bee's. It didn't really have the time to put me down as graceful as he should. Instead he let my body roll off his hand and onto an overturned car and continued kicking ass. I groaned on impact, feeling the bottom of the car pressing against my back as two sets of hands pulled me off.

"Dahlia!" Sam embraced me in a hug with Carly. I didn't respond as quickly. I think the emotional and physical stress was playing a toll on my body. Either that or I was going into shock. The pandemonium continued around us. "Oh my god, I thought I was gonna lose you and 'Bee all over again."

We scampered away from the fight Bumblebee and the one that almost killed him were having and crouched on the sidewalk near the bridge's bushes and metal fence. I wipe my face of the tears did hisses as I gathered more dirt into my wounds. "I'm fine, I'm fine. I just... I just couldn't not do anything. I needed to try and save them or I would die trying."

"Yeah"

The three of us looked on at the brawl. The mech gave a right hook to 'Bee's lower abdomen, creating sparks with the friction. 'Bee countered it by jamming his plasma gun up its chest through a gap between its chest platings and it's stomach. He fired and blew the head clean off before tossing the body over his shoulder as the victor. We looked up when he did. He slid his helm shield back, watching as the ship containing all the drones went down over the bridge and into the Chicago River. Bumblebee stepped over the car separating us and transformed into his alt mode. The doors popped open for us. Carly got in the driver's seat; Sam was in the passenger's and I was in the back. My boyfriend's holoform appeared as his larger form sped off down the street.

"The Wreckers found your group's location." Sam nodded to the human version of his car and turned his attention back to his girlfriend. I focused my gaze on 'Bee. I sat on the seat with my knees folded under me and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I thought I was gonna lose you again today," I told him, burying my fingers in his hair. He circled his muscled arms around my waist and pressed his forehead against mine. He had his eyes trained on mine. They were troubled. They were intense and deep with mixed emotions. I felt the pain he was going through. I could see the anguish and rage lurking behind his eyes.

"Please, don't ever attempt something like that again," he pleaded, voice cracking as his voice became thick and his eyes welled up with nonexistent tears. They disappeared on contact with his skin. "I couldn't stand seeing you endanger, especially at the hand of a Decepticon."

"When it comes to your safety, I can't make that promise to you, 'Bee. You know I feel the same way about you dying or endangered too." I shifted so that sat on his lap and began nuzzling his nose. He brushed a few strands of hair away from my face and pecked my lips delicately.

"I love you so much, Dahlia."

"I love you more, Bumblebee," I giggled softly, pulling him in for another kiss and I almost forgot about the problems happening outside our little bubble of love. Almost. 'Bee's body fizzled out as the car rolled to a stop just a ways away from an ongoing fracas. Dino's transforming body vaulted over us as the rest of the Autobots switched forms.

"Autobots, attack!" Sides commanded as our trio exited Bumblebee. 'Bee transformed when we got out the way and took shelter at a bus stop.

"It's our world now!" Sentinel Prime's voice proclaimed the top of the building with the cupolas. The pillars surged with electricity and power. "Commence transport!" A beam of light pulsating from the tip of the cupola glowed brighter and pulsed faster. Sluggishly, the world of Cybertron came into view in our atmosphere.

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God," Sam murmured, stepping out of our little haven of protection to look at the sight. Pavement was shot at next him forcing him to duck back inside. Optimus, now back from wherever the fuck he was, navigated through the air to our safety. "Optimus!" Sam pulled us away from the mayhem and made us all crouch behind a pile of wall crumbled into a heap atop a blue sedan. At least I got a view all the action though.

He sailed above the quarrels taking out their enemies with multiple shots. He powered off his rockets, skidding onto the scene and still attacking with his plasma gun and cannons. Hooking one of his guns into the chest of a Decepticon, he slammed it over onto the ground not breaking his stride or his shooting aim. He backed up firing at any moving 'Con and spun back around slashing another one to pieces with a newly transformed blade. He continued the rest of his rampage hacking Decepticons to dead as things exploded around him. He ran, jumping into a roll, still hitting his current target in the chest. He formed brass knuckles when he got up and tore out the side of the enemy with them too. He picked it up and slammed the bot back onto the ground. "You die!" he roared out and pulled out its only red eye. He angled the burly 'Con's gun at the glowing cupola and fired. It blew up and crumbled to pieces to the streets.

"No!" Sentinel cried out. From the sky, the beam of light had vanished and it looked like half of Cybertron had been transported here. We looked on from our spots as Optimus stood.

"Get down here, Sentinel!" the younger Prime demanded.

Sentinel whipped out his own large katana-type blade or sword. "Optimus," he voice withered, as he turned in the direction of his former brethren, "you forget your place!" Sentinel jumped from the high story building, jarring his blade into the side of the brown edifice to slow his fall. He pushed off the wall and landed on the ground in a kneeling position, head faced downwards. He used his weapon to help him stand. "I bring you Cybertron, your home, and still you choose humanity." Sentinel held up his shield and flipped his blade upright in his hand.

Optimus pulled his double-headed axe from off his back and slid his blade from his arm. "You were the one who taught me freedom is everyone's right." He charged at Sentinel, driving his blade into the older bot's shoulder which forced him into a wall. It broke under the heavy mechs' weight and pressure.

"I will retrigger that pillar!" Optimus was pressing his hands against the other bot's forcefully.

"Then you'll have to go through me!" Sentinel Prime seemed to take that as a challenge. He head butted Optimus Prime and raised his foot, kicking with one forceful kick to Optimus' chest. The younger Prime flew backwards at the force of it and rolled backwards grunting a little.

Sam ran over to Carly. He and I were watching the robot brawl from the pile of debris. I jumped off the top to join them, hearing the end of his first sentence. "...try and help. We have to. You stay here."

"Don't you go. Don't go–"

He grabbed her by her face shushing her to stop. "You'll be fine, okay? I promise. We got to get to that pillar."

"We?" I asked, quirking a brow.

"Yeah, I'm gonna need some help and you're the it girl. Now, C'mon."

A/N: eh, I know it was shorter than the last one but hey—I didn't keep you waiting. Did I? Nope! Now tell me, yay or nay?

Oh, and if I have grammar mistakes, I'm just too lazy to fix 'em, but you'll over it right?

Leave your lovely reviews please! I crave them (so does Sporky the Spork) and they help me work at night. I forget to mention I'm nocturnal. I write during the wee hours of the night.

Anywho. Later!

-Squid:)