P.O.V. Venatrix
"DIED YOU EVIL GITS DIE!" screamed Jazzy as the sound of gun fire reverberated in the room. "NO NO NO TURN LEFT YOU IDIOT TRUN LEFT AHGGG!" Jazzy fell back into the cushion in defeat and groaned.
Venatrix just raised and eye brow at her friends antics "Got killed again?"
"Stupid zombies, stupide Call of Duty stupid gun for not firing fast enough" grumbled Jazzy as the screen said game over.
"I don't see why you like that game so much if you always get so stressed about it when the Nazi Zombies kill you."
"If you think it is so easy you play and see for yourself."
"No thank you Jazzy getting killed by zombies is your department mine is taking care of the bots."
Jazzy just huffed and went back to her game I just shake my head Jazzy was never good at losing a game. I'm just glad none of the bots have freaked out from all of her yelling, I would have thought that Redalert would be running around the base screaming about a zombie apocalypse or something like that; as If fate had herd me I saw Redalert run by.
"Secure the base the zombies killed Lennox!"
I rolled my eyes the twins had pranked Redalert again Inferno was not going to be happy once he calmed down his mate latter. Come to think about it nether will Ratchet once he is fixed; the Lambo Twins will be in the dog house latter tonight. And there goes Inferno chasing Redalert now; he does not look like a happy camper right now. I was so occupied with watching Redalert that I didn't see Jazzy leave for Wheeljack's lab area, which I would totally regret later. I instead opted to watch Inferno tackle Redalert to the ground so he could drag him off to the med bay.
It had taken Host a week to complete the new facilities and the best part is that humans had to have my promotion to come in here. No other nation had control over the building it was a diplomatic house for my people so the United States could not touch it, so no Galloway in here ever. I had Host set up labs, housing for humans that might stay here in the future, privet rooms for the bots, more office space, a shouting range, and a kitchen for me to cook in. It was real easy to set everything up once I had a place to put some of the things from my sub-space pocket in. The TV that Jazzy had claimed as her own was one such item she had been playing Call of Duty sense it had been set up sometimes one of the solders that were granted promotions to come in would stop and play with her for a while for the most part it was just her playing and Ironhide watching.
It was funny watching Ironhide twitch as Jazzy would kill the zombies but I knew that Hide was just itching to play with her so I set him up with the online version he was having a blast with that. It was at this time that I realized that Jazzy was gone. Knowing the mayhem she could cause if she was left with a certain bot I left to find her. After three hours of looking for her with not luck I was starting to get a little worried for her safety, Jazzy should have done something that would have made a look of racket by now she was just not a quiet person it was agents her very nature. In fact the only time she was quiet was when she was hurt, asleep, or over her head in trouble. Last time something like this happened we had an incident that I will never speak of again, let's just say it wasn't pretty.
"PENIS!" shouts Jazzy all of the sudden I jump and look around to see where she is but there is no sign of her anywhere.
"Jazzy where are you and why are you shouting penis of all things?"
"Look up and see my cool cat" I look up to see Jazzy walking on the ceilings like Spiderman.
I blink then rub my eyes trying to see if I was really seeing Jazzy running on the ceiling and look again she is still there. "How did you manage this?"
Jazzy just raise her eyebrow "Wheeljack" I just smacked my face of course the prized inventor would make something like this. Before I could say anything there was an explosion that rocked the foundations of the base. I thought that it was Wheeljack until the alarm when off, the cons were attacking NEST. Jazzy runs down to the floor and takes off to the armory to get a gun to help, Jazzy came from a family of hunters she learned how to handle a gun at the age of eight and had been working with Ironhide once a day since she had gotten here so I was not worried about her too much.
I run towards the sparkling nursery to instate shadow code blue which closes off the nursery to anyone but I, Prime, Jazzy, and Prowl the decepticons did not know about the sparklings yet and I wanted to keep it that way. If the Cons found out that we had sparklings the Fallen would stop at nothing to kill them all and Megatron would know that the Allspark was still around once he was awoken. Once I arrive I see that Tracks, Bluestreak and Kup were watching the sparklings today I know that everything will be fine for them. Tracks and Blue are Paxian which have the same sparkling periodicals as seekers and Kup had more than enough experience to take care of anything that came his way. I slam my hand on the button on the door and it vanishes as if it ever existed in the first place and would remain like that until someone with the right access pressed it again.
It was at this time that I hear Starscream screaming "Where are my Trine mates what have you worthless flesh-lings done to them?" I had to face palm at that, of course Screamer would want to find out what happened to his trine he was a seeker after all. Well looks like I have a story to weave I hope my plane works because I cannot take Starscream yet. You know sometimes my life really sucks.