The next day when I came out of my creators quarters I noticed that the base seemed to be in a hurry. I looked around thoroughly confused before spotting Wheeljack.
"Hey Jack!" I called out. I saw him pause and look back over at me, smiling his usual exuberant smile.
"Yes?" He asked happily. I jogged over to him, I briefly noticed that my helm was level with his chassis. Blinking, I looked up and frowned trying to concentrate.
"What's going on? Everyone seems to be in a hurry." He suddenly frowned as well, optics flashing.
"Decepticon signals have been detected near where the boy, Samuel, is stationed. Optimus is taking Ironhide, Ratchet, Skids and Mudflap with him."
"What about the rest of us?"
"We are to remain here as back up and to watch the base." He turned and began walking away.
"Where ya going?" I asked curiously.
"My lab." I winced internally, but didn't dare following him. We all knew what happened when Wheeljack entered a lab. Good thing Jolt's staying behind...I thought before walking in the opposite direction.
Walking outside, I transformed down into my new form happily. The light shining off my freshly painted and polished frame. Revving my engine, I noticed with pride how the humans stopped and gawked at me. Tires squealing down against the ground I shot forward kicking up debris.
Driving along an actual road instead of my normal trail felt odd, but I wanted to preserve the paint job. Guess I'm channeling Sunstreaker now...I thought in amusement. Picking up speed, my inner speedometer began to rise up to eighty. Driving faster it rose over a hundred and twenty before leveling out.
I felt a deep thrill and satisfaction at going so fast. The heat of the sun combined with the pavement flying under my wheels urged me to go faster and faster. It was almost intoxicating and so much faster than my old form. No wonder the twins like to race! This is amazing! The glee didn't last long though when I felt my spark pull.
Pulling the breaks, I let my self to slide down the road, the rubber of my wheels burning harshly against the asphalt. Finally sliding to a stop, I winced internally when I felt smoke coming from my wheels, the acrid scent of burning rubber filling my vents. Ignoring it the best I could I opened my side of the bond wider.
Pain hit me like an acid pellet sliding strait into your armor. Guilt crushed my throat and an over whelming sense of failure topped the oil cake. I could feel myself gasping at the intense emotions that poured into me from the bond. It blinded me to the point I wasn't sure if it was my emotions or my creators.
:What's wrong!:
:It's Optimus...:~Ironhide
:W-what happened?:
:It's better if you see for yourself.:~Chromia
:I'm on my way.:
Swallowing against the sudden feeling of doom, I pulled a three point turn and quickly sped back the way I came. Regretfully I closed the bond with a snap, I just couldn't bear to feel their pain. Oh Primus..please tell me Optimus is alright! Yet the feeling grew.
When I finally sped into base, I began to wish I hadn't. Optimus's body was dropped from the helicopter unceremoniously and hit the ground. I transformed up slowly, staring in shock. He was so strong and kind...how did he get taken out! How did he get offlined!
This time the crippling pain that hit me brought me to my knees, I knew it to be mine. My spark felt like it was engulfed in acid, eating away at every fiber of my being, at my soul. It burned harshly, and until two frames wrapped themselves around me I didn't realized I had been curled over crying. I may not have been as close to him as some...b-but he was like an uncle!
"W-why? H-how could this have happened!" I choked out. The soothing voices of my intendeds rang in my ears like music, sadly the waves of mine and my creators grief was far louder than their comforting words.
I looked up in anger seeing Galloway, talking down the soldiers. Snarling out words I could not hear. As soon as they pointed their weapons at Ironhide and Ratchet though, the twins had to hold me back. I lunged forward allowing blades to slide out of my for arms, the very same blades that Jazz had given me as a gift.
My twins drug me backwards away from the havoc, away from all the stress. Chromia walked forward giving me a look of understanding, and the twins a searching look. One that I didn't understand, nor did I care to at the moment. I felt my twins let go and before I could go back the way we came, Chromia wrapped her slender, but strong arms around me.
Her enlarged belly pressed up against my flat abdomen, and for a moment time stopped. My thirst for energon disappeared as soon as I felt a tiny little servo touch my own abdomen. Instead my own spark flared in response and protocols I didn't know I had activated. I could feel my twins optics on me as I slowly pulled back, reaching out with a dainty servo, I gently brushed my servo over her stomach.
That tiny hand once again touching mine through her metal. I held a certain sense of awe, when I gazed down upon where I knew the little innocent being to be fast growing.
"Even in times of sorrow and war there are good things sweetling. I know you're angry and upset, but know that your little sister needs you. Don't loose yourself to hatred, for who will she look up to when Ironhide and I are gone?" At her words I felt myself calm down and my spark seemed to warm even further. Glancing up at her optics I felt a sense of peace over my sorrow, fear and anger. Nodding, my femme creator backed off.
"If you'll excuse me I've got to go calm down your mech creator." Half walking half waddling, she moved off in the direction I had come. In great amusement I watched how she moved getting a silent reprimand from my femme creator, her annoyance obvious. Giggling I turned my attention on my twins, noticing their own slightly amused expressions. Though something else was in those deep indigo optics of theirs as well.
"What?" I asked with a tilt of my helm. My door wings flicked slightly and my antennas lit up a soft pink.
"Nothing." Sunstreaker rumbled softly.
"Come one, we've got to get going." sideswipe piped up. I frowned in confusion.
"Why?"
"The humans are shipping us out." I felt my spark become weighed down with sadness.
"The humans want us gone this badly? We loose our Prime and now we have to loose our home?" They both sighed seeing my dejected expression.
"Don't worry sweet spark, Lennox, Epps and their team have a plan." I looked at them curiously, but didn't complain. Walking back to the tarmac, all of us bots transformed and allowed the humans to pretty much tie us down with netting. Grumbling softly to myself, to the twins amusement, I kept threatening the humans under my breath.
At some point during the flight I watched Lennox pretend that they had to jump. Galloway pulled the parachute wire before he was supposed to and got pulled out of the plane. I tried not to laugh knowing I shouldn't, but it was to funny not to.
When the plane landed and our netting was pulled off we found our selves in Egypt. I'm pretty sure some of the bots were astonished, I know I was...at least I hoped I wasn't the only one out of the loop, and not knowing why we were here. That would be embarrassing if not.
Pulling out of the plane, we all transformed. To my confusion/anger, I saw them drop boss bot onto the ground yet again, a tarp pulled over him this time. Unconsciously my engine revved up, the twins immediately ran their servos over my door wings trying to calm me down. Though from their expressions, I could see they weren't too happy either.
"All right here's the plan!" Lennox shouted. All of us bots turned to him awaiting orders.
"When you spot ,Sam, I want you to shoot off a green smoke! You are to provide cover fire and get him to Optimus. He has something that could bring him back, is that understood!" Bots and soldiers alike nodded their confirmation. I nodded my helm as well, feeling hope burn within my spark. Looking over at my twins I grinned.
"Ready to kick some Con aft?" Both gave dangerous smirks and both took out twin elegant blades.
"Ready when you are." They said in unison. Grinning a feral grin I looked up as the first shot fired from above.
"It's Starscream!" I heard Ironhide shout. Lips curling in a dangerous smirk that could rival my twins I felt my lust for energon rise up again. This time is was much more potent, and as the cons started rolling in, I felt my more sane and controlled self melt away. Snarling I let my blades slide out of my for-arms again.
Sprinting forward I lunged into the fray of bullets blindly. The rocky looking houses blasted apart with gunfire, the battle cries of humans and bots alike could be heard for miles around. I slashed at the cons, sensing more than seeing my twins flanking me. Dodging the cannon fire of a con I let loose a vicious snarl and slammed my blades strait through his chassis.
His dying scream seemed to electrify me some how, my spark burned hotter and my energon boiled. Another con seemed to replace this one quickly enough. As he shot at me I back flipped over the blast and detached one of my blades, throwing it, I watched it slice strait into his throat cables beheading him.
I landed in a roll before sprinting forward and retrieving my blade, reattaching it to my arm, I quickly transformed and drove between the houses. I saw the con before he saw me, accelerating I burst from between the houses and transformed, ramming right into him. Letting out a cry, we landed in a roll ending up farther away from the battle.
Snarling we threw punches and kicks, all the while spitting insults at each other. I could feel my spark pick up and fear spike through my body as the huge con pinned me down. I struggled violently trying to free myself. Leaning forward he rumbled in a deep and gravely voice. His optics the color of human blood, full of malice and hate...and something else. Grinning evilly he leaned closer speaking.
"Do you know what mechs like me do to femme's like you?" He asked with a snarl. I turned my face away scanning for someone, anyone. I knew he was too heavy to throw off. I really need to learn to pick better opponents...Turning my face towards him I let loose a growl and spoke with more confidence than I felt.
"No, and I honestly don't care, you glitching fragger." He let loose a roar and punched me hard across the face. I could feel something in my cheek and jaw crack, energon spilt from the wounds freely.
"Just for that I'm going to make sure that this hurts more than I intended it to." He hissed angrily. I felt myself freeze. Did he just imply what I think he did? Oh I know he didn't! I renewed my struggles, managing to push my legs up under him and push him off. Rolling to my pedes I scrambled out of the dirt, my left wing giving off a steady pulse of pain. I'm sure it was probably dislocated.
I heard the sound of a cannon charging behind me and before I could duck, searing pain engulfed my back. Letting loose a screech of pain, I hit the ground, the wind getting knocked out of me. I tried to get up or at the very least vent, but I could not. Energon dripped from my mouth as the con slammed his pede on my lower back, right were he had shot me.
Suddenly I heard vicious snarls and two shadows past right over me. The con let out a cry of surprise and the next thing I knew I could hear him gagging on his own energon before it went silent. Two pairs of servo picked me up from the ground, looking up I stared into the indigo optics of my twins.
"You just had to choose the biggest fraggin' con to attack didn't you?" I grinned weakly in amusement to Sunstreaker's words. Sideswipe shifted his hold on me, causing me to bight my tongue in pain. Both halted, holding me still.
"Slaggit femme, really? You just had to get yourself shot in the back strut?" He snapped. I coughed and nodded.
"Really, Sunstreaker. It seemed like it would be loads of fun." I snarked back. I heard Sideswipe let out a snort of amusement. Standing up slowly I pushed my pain to the back of my processor and shoved away from them. Standing up strait I looked up at them blinking.
"I'm fine, lets go." Both gave me disbelieving looks, but didn't argue; for that I was thankful. Ignoring my pain I attacked cons left and right, deciding to use my cannon from now on. The sun seemed to bake us all alive through the time that passed. Much to my excitement, Optimus was brought back and some mech gave him his parts shortly there after.
I giggled in glee, watching him shoot up into the air and face off against the fallen. The rest of the fights with the cons seemed like a blur, and not to soon after the fallen was taken down, leaving Megatron and his followers to retreat once again. I couldn't believe how tired I felt; though I contributed that to the energon loss from my wound.
Transforming into my alt mode painfully, I slowly rolled forward up the ramp and into the plane. Parking myself in between my twins, I prepared myself for a long and painful flight home. Ratchet's gonna offline me when we get back, seeing as I never told him I was wounded...and then I transformed with it and probably made it worse...joy.
AN:
Hey everyone! Thank you to all of my faithful reviewers, ya'll are awesome! I'm happy to finally have gotten to this point in my story. Though I feel like I could have done better, but hey what can a girl do? I've been working since noon on this!
Anyways, let me know what ya'll think! If you have any ideas of what you would like to see, I'll see about getting them in here. I need more ideas anyways.