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Michael stalked along the corridors, his thoughts in turmoil. He had never seen his sister like that. She was so…confident. She had seemed to have come out of the timid shell that she had been enamored in from childhood and blossomed into a strong and assertive young woman. While he was glad to see that he wasn't sure he was happy about how it had come about. What exactly had the Autobots done to her during her time with them?

So lost in his thoughts he nearly missed the sound of the hushed conversation around the corner. He paused and listened in and his blood froze in his veins as he realized the truth. He had been deceived.

"So Lord Megatron intends to mate with her soon?" Sideways' voice was cool and Michael chanced a peer around the corner to spot him talking with Knock Out.

"Indeed. Though he did have me explain to her what was happening. I don't see why. Who cares if she knows what he's doing. So long as she produces the sparkling he desires that's all that matters," he said dismissively. Sideways smirked.

"I understand that she was what the humans call a 'virgin'. Lord Megatron will have a lot of fun…teaching her," he leered. Michael ducked back around the corner and turned away, stalking back down the hallway as his body trembled with anger. Brie had been right all along! Now what was he going to do to help fix the mess that he had created?


Megatron stared out the window, watching the humans below as they scrambled to get things set up. He knew that it was only a matter of time before the Autobots came for the femme. He would be ready though. There was no way that any Autobot, even that slagging saboteur or blasted spy, could infiltrate this base without their knowledge.

"Forgive me for the interruption Lord Megatron but the human Michael was seen exiting the femme's quarters," Starscream's voice was properly subservient and Megatron turned to face him with a soft hum.

"I expected as much. I want someone watching him at all times. Until I have bonded with the femme he is not to be allowed to wander anywhere near the walls. Should he ever discover the truth…" Megatron's voice trailed off and his optics flashed as Starscream cringed.

"Y-Yes Lord Megatron," he replied as he quickly exited the room. Megatron watched him go for a moment before turning back to resume his observations. Everything was going to plan; even his seemingly thoughtful gesture of giving her time to accept what she had learned. A small smirk curled up on his lips as his words echoed throughout the room.

"Time is ticking Brie and soon I will have you whether you're ready or not."


Michael knew that he didn't have much time. By now his unannounced and unauthorized visit surely had been reported and he had a feeling that Lord Megatron hadn't wanted anyone but himself, Knock Out or one of her guards to see her. He knew that he would soon have a tail whether he wanted it or not and he needed to complete his mission in the small amount of time he had.

He slipped past a pair of nameless Decepticon guards, who were laughing and talking about how much damage the Autobots were sure to have suffered. Michael winced silently as he dropped his head. He had been the cause of most of the damage inflicted. He deserved to be stepped on by the golden psychotic twin.

He finally reached his destination, a section of tunnels that the Decepticons had never had any knowledge of. He had only discovered them when he had been sent down with another crew to block off the other well-known ones. Now he was glad that he hadn't spoken of this one.

He crept cautiously down the dark and dank corridors, pausing every so often to listen for sounds of any pursuit. So far he heard none, but that didn't mean anything. Ravage was a deadly tracker and so was Laserbeak. Should they discover him he wouldn't have to worry about being stepped on; he would be lucky if there were any remains of him left to show Brie.

Several tense and nerve wracking moments later he arrived at the end of the tunnel and pushed through a small hole in the grate. It was too heavy for him to push open himself, given that it had been built for the Decepticons to escape should the base start to fall. He was just glad that he had taken the time to make a small human sized exit. He hadn't anticipated needing to leave but it never hurt to be prepared right?

He felt ridiculously exposed the moment he stepped out of the entrance. He took a few steps forward, crouching warily. He was sure that a few Autobots had to be here; hell probably even the 'Con that had helped his sister escape. Now it was just a matter of finding them.

He continued to creep forward cautiously, unaware of the fact that he was being watched. He let out a single startled yelp as his arm was seized in a hard and bruising grip and he was firmly 'escorted' over to where the Autobots that he had been seeking were hiding. He stared up at the glaring mechs and vaguely thought that it was a surprise that he hadn't wet himself yet. He watched as the smaller mech, Frenzy he remembered being called, returned to Barricade's side and added his own glare to the pile. The old saying 'if looks could kill' flashed through his mind and he figured that this was a very appropriate time for that saying to fit.

"D-Don't hurt me! I want to help!" he cried out, sensing just how close to death he was. Jazz snorted in disbelief. Oh how he wanted to turn this human into a pile of mush but he checked the impulse. He knew where Brie was and apparently a way into the base. He could be useful…for now.

"Ya were so certain that Brie was better off here. What makes ya decide that she's not now?" he growled. Michael swallowed nervously.

"Look, I know I made some mistakes…" he was cut off as a sword was stabbed into the ground a few mere inches away from him, bringing the livid Sunstreaker into view.

"Some mistakes? I'd say that's the understatement of the century!" he snarled. Michael flinched visibly but forced himself to remain standing. He would give the 'Bots the information they needed. They could turn him into squishy jam afterwards.

"The Decepticons think that they sealed off all the tunnels. There was one they didn't know about," he said as he gestured back the way he came. Jazz eyed him suspiciously before exchanging a glance with Mirage. Within moments the spy disappeared to check out the information and a tense silence fell over the group. Within moments Mirage was back and nodded. The information was as Michael said.

"How do we know that there's not a trap waiting there for us?" Sideswipe asked suspiciously. Barricade suddenly spoke up.

"Please, the human isn't that smart. Megatron would already have had his soldiers here if it was a trap," he scoffed. Sideswipe glared at the mech but fell silent. He couldn't argue with that logic.

"Right…so what do we do? Storm in and hope that we can take the guards by surprise?" Mirage asked. Silence once again fell upon the group as Jazz weighed his options. A sudden comm link between the five mechs startled him out of his half formed plans and he grimaced.

::I know you glitches can hear me! Don't you dare do anything until we arrive at your coordinates!:: Ratchet's voice abruptly broke off and the five mechs cringed as they exchanged glances. They were so screwed.


Optimus couldn't help but chuckle as Ratchet's voice broadcast across the comm link to reach the audio receptors that his words were meant for. Even in his alt mode Ironhide flinched and tried to subtly move away from the enraged medic. Bumblebee had gratefully zoomed ahead to scout out their route and even Optimus was leery of being so closed to Ratchet. He was truly intimidating no matter what form he was in when he was in such a state of fury.

"So…I take it Jazz and the others are in for a world of pain," Will chuckled. There was an answering chuckle from the speakers of the truck as Ironhide replied.

"Oh there's going to be more than pain involved I believe. I can't remember the last time I've seen Ratchet this so slagged off," he said and Will could almost hear the smirk in the mech's voice.

"Should we be concerned for Sam and Mikaela?" Epps asked as he watched the medic swerve in an attempt to get past Optimus and was smoothly blocked. Judging by the sudden revving of the Autobot leader's engine and his increased speed Ratchet must have promised something that Optimus didn't want to think about. Ironhide laughed as he and the others sped up as well to catch up to the fleeing semi and the chasing medic.

"At this point in time I think we should be more concerned for Optimus!"


The sound of the engines growing closer made the five mechs tense and Barricade frowned as he turned to Jazz. There was something bothering him. He was the head of Special Ops and a hell of a saboteur and spy. So how had the other Autobots found them so fast? All optics turned towards him and waited expectantly. It was Frenzy who discovered the reason for the Autobots' quick arrival.

"L-L-Looks like s-someone put a t-t-tracker on you 'Cade," he said as he held up a small device that he had retrieved from an inconspicuous place near the ex-Con's bumper. Barricade scowled.

"Fragging medic!" he growled. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe laughed, Jazz smirked and even Mirage looked amused. Jazz shook his head. Was Ratchet truly angry to the point where even Prowl was leery of reining him in? He had to snicker to himself. No one could rein in the Hatchet when he was angry, no matter how angry he was.

As Optimus rounded the corner, engine revving at a level that they only heard when engaged in battle the five mechs braced themselves. Frenzy even took the time to push Michael out of the way, ignoring the human's curses as he bounced off one of the rocks shielding them. Barricade could only stare as Ratchet rounded the corner and he could clearly see Sam and Mikaela hanging on for dear life inside of the cab. He turned an incredulous look to Jazz, who looked just as surprised. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe though recognized the actions of an extremely enraged medic and yelped as they scrambled to find another hiding place even as Mirage quickly went invisible.

"Why is Prime running from the medic?" Barricade asked. Jazz flinched at the string of curses being broadcast along the comm link and he watched as Barricade's red optics suddenly widened in horror as Ratchet obviously sent him something along a private comm link. Jazz could only groan as the two Autobots came to a stop, Ratchet waiting for the two humans inside him to exit, and transformed. Yep, they were so slagged.