Authors Note- Well, look who finally decided to come crawling back after like a year of silence. Me. And I am here with yet another Chapter of His Dark Desires. I...have nothing to say about my extended absence other than I am sorry for the wait. And that I do not, nor will I ever own Transformers Prime or any other Transformers show. Those all belong to Hasbro. I am merely borrowing the characters for my own amusement. Never less I hope you enjoy. Now without further ado here is Chapter Eleven of His Dark Desires!
Bulkhead was silent as he looked to Ratchet, a scowl forming over the wreckers features as he looked to the old medic. "Really?" he growled, taking a step towards Ratchet. "You want to talk about this now? While the others are out fighting Decepticons?"
Ratchet worried at his bottom lip, Bulkhead did have a point. "Fine," he sighed, turning away from Bulkhead. "We'll discuss this when you return. But remember keep your head in the mission, don't get sidetracked. And for the love of all things holy don't you dare get reckless out there, you'll help no one that way. Do you understand?" Ratchet asked, looking back to Bulkhead.
Bulkhead nodded and headed through the ground bridge. Hold on, Miko. He thought, gritting his teeth. I'm coming for you just hold on until then. Finding himself in the Decepticons base, trailing behind Arcee. Transforming he growled and moved to take cover behind one of the pillars as several vehicons opened fire on the invading Autobots. A stray blast grazing his shoulder as he returned fire.
A grim smile forming on his lips as he brought down several vehicons before transforming his hand into a wrecking ball and charging head first into of them. Knocking them down, bringing his wrecking ball down on the heads of several of them. And suddenly before he even realized it there was silence. At least for now, Bulkhead mused as he straightened. Transforming his hand back he took a moment to force himself to calm down as Arcee and Bumblebee moved to stand beside him.
"I must say you seem to be keeping your cool so far." Arcee commented, placing a hand on his shoulder, looking up at him as the wrecker fought to catch his breath.
"Really?" Bulkhead panted, bringing his foot down on the head of one of the 'Cons as it tried to struggled to its feet. Cracking its visor in the process. "That's what you're focusing on? What good would charging through here do when Miko is in the enemies clutches? Besides..." The corner of Bulkhead's mouth turning upwards. "I'm saving my energy for Starscream."
Arcee's optics widened at his words. A shudder running through her body. In all the years she had known Bulkhead she had never seen him like this, it terrified her. Shaking these thoughts from her head she watched as he moved past her to move further into the base just as another wave of vehicons rounded the corner.
Leaping out of the way as bullets whizzed past him, a few grazing his shoulders as he glowered at the group. A look that would have stopped many people in their tracks, and caused their energon run cold making them regret going toe to toe with Bulkhead when he was like this. Slamming his fist into the faceplate of one, he knocked a vehicon back. Causing it to slam into the one behind it, knocking them both to the ground. Bulkhead let out a growl as one of the 'Cons tackled him from behind. Gritting his teeth he shook it off before plating his foot in its chestplate as another charged at him.
Letting out a growl of frustration when Bulkhead saw more vehicons join the fray. Looking behind him he watched as Arcee joined in the fight, her foot slamming into one of the vehicons.
"Go!" She shouted, glancing at him. "Bumblebee and I have this you save Miko."
Nodding Bulkhead moved to descend further into the Decepticon base. When he felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking back he saw Optimus standing behind him.
"Bulkhead, you need to calm down. Letting your anger control you will help no one. And all you'll end up doing is getting yourself killed." Optimus said, giving Bulkhead's shoulder a squeeze. "I want you to remember that."
Swallowing thickly Bulkhead forced himself to relax as his leader advised. He was right, they were all right, letting himself get all worked up would get him nowhere, hell it would get him killed if he wasn't careful, then who would save Miko? Nodding to Optimus Bulkhead shrugged his hand off and made to move on. From here on out he would keep a level head, he would-
WHAM!
Blinking in surprise Bulkhead found himself staring up at the ceiling.
"Well, well, well look who finally managed to show up." An all too familiar voice drawled, followed by the sight of Breakdown filling his vision. The corner of the Decepticon's mouth turned upwards as he looked down at his long time rival. "I knew you'd show your ugly mug around here eventually. Come searching for your little pet no doubt." Breakdown taunted, planting his foot on Bulkhead's chestplate.
"Pity." He said, as he put all his weight on his chest, his smile growing wider when he heard the squeal of metal, and the barely audible whine of pain from Bulkhead. "Because you'll die here, and if she's lucky enough so will your little friend."
That was all it took. With a burst of strength Bulkhead was able to force Breakdown off of him, his foot connecting with Breakdown's jaw, causing him to stagger backwards. Getting to his feet Bulkhead glared as Breakdown turned to face him. Silence fell over the two, time seeming to stand still. When without warning they charged at each other. Bulkhead's fist connecting with Breakdown's face, making the 'Con cry out in pain.
Breakdown answered in kind with a fist of Bulkhead's gut. "You," Breakdown panted, as he took a swing at him again, his blow blocked. "I don't think I've ever seen someone so obsessed with such an insignificant bug like her other than Starscream that is."
"Obsession?" Bulkhead asked, catching Breakdown in the jaw.
"What else would you call it?" Breakdown asked, as he picked himself off the ground, energon spilling from his split lip. Wiping it off with the back of his hand he glared at Bulkhead. "She's just an insect that needed to be squashed. But it seems like the both you and Starscream seemed to be obsessed with her. Why is that?" he asked.
Bulkhead was silent as he stood before him. So... Starscream was actually interested in Miko? Bulkhead was dumbfounded, and here he was under the impression that Miko was abducted to get to the Autobots. But it turns out that she was the original target, why?
"Why?" Bulkhead asked, his fuel pump thundering in his chest as realization set in. This was never about them, just Miko.
"Why?" Breakdown mimicked, arching an optic ridge, head tilting to the side. "Why would anyone want to waste time with her? I haven't a slaggin' clue." He said. "But all I know is by the time this fight is over your little pet will already be dead. Especially if Starscream goes overboard in punishing her that is. But hey, don't worry Bulk, you'll be joining her."
As soon as those words left Breakdown's mouth Bulkhead had charged at him, fist colliding with his nose. Which in turn made Breakdown burst out laughing as he stared up at Bulkhead from his place on the ground. "I can't wait to see your face when your precious Miko is torn to bloody ribbons." As he said that images popped into Bulkhead's mind.
Images of Miko's bloody, lifeless body staring up at him with lifeless, accusing eyes. No! He thought, pushing those thoughts from his mind. He wouldn't let that happen, he wouldn't let her die.
Growling he charged past Breakdown, ignoring the taunting laughter coming from the 'Con as he raced down the hall. Arcee and the others arrived after, dismay etched on their faces as they watched their comrades race deeper into the Decepticon base.
"He's letting his feelings get the bettor of him." Arcee sighed, watching as he disappeared into the darkness. Bumblebee nodded, sorrow shining in his optics, while Optimus looked on.
He knew he was letting his emotions get the better of him. Bulkhead thought as he raced down the hall. But despite that he hoped he would find Miko before it was too late...
Author Notes- And would you look at that here is the end of Chapter 11 of His Dark Desires. Sorry it might have been a bit too actiony for some people but I figured why not. Also don't ask me why but I love the way I wrote Breakdown in this chapter. And I'm rambling I hope you enjoyed and I'll try and get the next chapter out soon. This is Black Jack signing off until next time.