Amity-Star: Sorry. I've been held up with finishing some of my other fics.
But here is the next chapter, oh and I LOVE YOU ALL!!! Let's see if we can
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Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers yet I own the plot, Kris and all my other fics. Torika_Blayde owns Skye and the license to abuse her sister. I have that license too.
~^*^~ Chapter 14: Revelations; Part I. ~^*^~
People say the weirdest things. For example, they say that they'll take the garbage out when they get home from work the day before the garbage collector comes, and then they happen to wake up to the sound, and most possibly the stench, of the truck and they scream out bloody murder for their mistakes. Pointing fingers is the politically correct way of stating this fact. And that is what happens constantly here at the Decepticon Earth base.
And it just so happened to me.
Cyclonus sat in the control room skulling down his fifth packet of Energon in the one hour, and mind you, he was starting to get his chuckle, only permanently reverberating around the room.
"Cyclonus, I think you've had too much to drink." I stated the obvious but he only gave me his Blender-Butt look like he had no care in the world.
"'nd I s'ppose that yous knows what I'm doing???" he nearly yelled at me, his breath reeking with an oil like scent.
He acted like my grandfather when he's drunk. "Yes, I do know what 'yous' are doing and I'm going to stop it now. And I know exactly how to stop it too." I say as I turned around and sprinted out of the room, heading directly towards the Throne room.
It must have been about a minute before Blender-Butt started giving chase behind me. "Get back here you little pest!!!"
I sneered and could just imagine the look on Cyclonus' face when Megatron would give him his weekly dose of hard reality.
But not today as I was soon to find out.
I skidded into the throne room and my jaw dropped. No one, except for Thrust and his mini-con were in that room. Blast, I can never remember the little 'cons name, I say to myself as Cyclonus bounds into the room and I stand my ground.
He looked wildly around the room when he notices me waving to him from infront of him. "Hey! Blender-Butt!!!" I say as he glares daggers down on me.
"Why I aughta!!!" he starts but then Thrust has to get involved.
"Leave the human alone. Don't waste your time on pitiful organics and help me over here for Primus' sake!!!" he yelled out angrily as my mind comes up with a comeback.
"You two put together are a couple a hundred circuits short of a fuse-box aren't you?" I ask sarcastically as heavy metallic footfalls reach my ears and I head in that direction and I headed for it.
Only I stopped when I heard something shatter. Turning around with my smug smile still in place, I hear Megatron enter the room. "What is the meaning of this?" he growls as he sees the shattered computer screen.
Thrust, I could just imagine, had a smug smile, much like my own, and cleared his throat. "Sir, I'm sorry. It's just that the human-" he started as the smile on my face wavered and I glared at the con infront of me.
"What happened Squid-Head?" Megatron said as he looked pointedly at the shattered screen.
"She, she, she was venting her anger and she lost control and she broke the screen." Thrust continued as I stomped my foot down and got Megatron's attention.
"I did no such thing!!! You're a cheating, lying, son of a-" I started ready to blow my top off at the two standing infront of me.
"Silence! Thrust, Cyclonus!!! Fix the screen. Kris! Go somewhere else to vent your anger!" Megatron roared as I cursed and stomped out of the room and stormed to the top of the base, to the place where I could think properly.
That had been a little over three hours ago, and then I knew that something was up with the Decepticon tactician. But, I didn't know what.
~*~
Another two months pass with increasing tension between myself and Thrust. Cyclonus, on the other hand, didn't really talk with me anymore. That suited me just fine because I hung out with Starscream, Nemisis, Demolisher and the mini-cons.
In recent battles, I had learnt that there were in actual fact about twelve Dark Light mini-cons, with nine of the twelve activated. There was Specs, Luna, Fire Wolf and Hacker, all for the Decepticons. Then there were Back- Up, Firmware, Hard-Copy and Indent for the Autobots. That made up eight of the twelve mini-cons.
Then there were the three mini-cons that were supposedly with Unicron. They were, obviously, Demon, Lyra Omega and Axle. But the thing that seems to be striking fear into my heart was that Demon had simply disappeared and Megatron wasn't telling me anything.
~*~
Megatron looked at Kris as she read her magazine. Or at least tried to read it. She was more along the line of trying to burn a hole straight through the paper with her glaring gaze. "A penny for your thoughts?" he asked calmly as Kris seemed startled by this sudden outburst.
"Excuse. . .? Oh, sorry. I was just thinking." She said calmly as she tried to read, but gave up and flung the poor excuse of reading material away from her. "Megatron, tell me what happened to Demon. I asked everyone around the base." She said as she sat up and looked at her leader in the optic.
"And, what did they say?" Megatron asked calmly as he returned the gaze. He saw a flicker of something in her eyes, something fast but not fast for him to see. It was fear.
"They said that you were basically killing the 'con. But after about five minutes after Starscream and Demolisher left, you came storming out and that was when I came back to base." The little human said as she sat down and fiddled around with the winged necklace of hers.
"Your starting to pester me, Kris. But since you know that much, I might as well finish." Megatron said as he grinned evilly and settled in comfortably, picking Kris up and placing her on his knee.
~^*^~
Amity-Star: Sorry about that, but there you go. Some history, and some diplomacy. I'm so proud of myself. Thankyou for all of your reviews, and I'll post up as soon as I can, okay?
*Blessed Be!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers yet I own the plot, Kris and all my other fics. Torika_Blayde owns Skye and the license to abuse her sister. I have that license too.
~^*^~ Chapter 14: Revelations; Part I. ~^*^~
People say the weirdest things. For example, they say that they'll take the garbage out when they get home from work the day before the garbage collector comes, and then they happen to wake up to the sound, and most possibly the stench, of the truck and they scream out bloody murder for their mistakes. Pointing fingers is the politically correct way of stating this fact. And that is what happens constantly here at the Decepticon Earth base.
And it just so happened to me.
Cyclonus sat in the control room skulling down his fifth packet of Energon in the one hour, and mind you, he was starting to get his chuckle, only permanently reverberating around the room.
"Cyclonus, I think you've had too much to drink." I stated the obvious but he only gave me his Blender-Butt look like he had no care in the world.
"'nd I s'ppose that yous knows what I'm doing???" he nearly yelled at me, his breath reeking with an oil like scent.
He acted like my grandfather when he's drunk. "Yes, I do know what 'yous' are doing and I'm going to stop it now. And I know exactly how to stop it too." I say as I turned around and sprinted out of the room, heading directly towards the Throne room.
It must have been about a minute before Blender-Butt started giving chase behind me. "Get back here you little pest!!!"
I sneered and could just imagine the look on Cyclonus' face when Megatron would give him his weekly dose of hard reality.
But not today as I was soon to find out.
I skidded into the throne room and my jaw dropped. No one, except for Thrust and his mini-con were in that room. Blast, I can never remember the little 'cons name, I say to myself as Cyclonus bounds into the room and I stand my ground.
He looked wildly around the room when he notices me waving to him from infront of him. "Hey! Blender-Butt!!!" I say as he glares daggers down on me.
"Why I aughta!!!" he starts but then Thrust has to get involved.
"Leave the human alone. Don't waste your time on pitiful organics and help me over here for Primus' sake!!!" he yelled out angrily as my mind comes up with a comeback.
"You two put together are a couple a hundred circuits short of a fuse-box aren't you?" I ask sarcastically as heavy metallic footfalls reach my ears and I head in that direction and I headed for it.
Only I stopped when I heard something shatter. Turning around with my smug smile still in place, I hear Megatron enter the room. "What is the meaning of this?" he growls as he sees the shattered computer screen.
Thrust, I could just imagine, had a smug smile, much like my own, and cleared his throat. "Sir, I'm sorry. It's just that the human-" he started as the smile on my face wavered and I glared at the con infront of me.
"What happened Squid-Head?" Megatron said as he looked pointedly at the shattered screen.
"She, she, she was venting her anger and she lost control and she broke the screen." Thrust continued as I stomped my foot down and got Megatron's attention.
"I did no such thing!!! You're a cheating, lying, son of a-" I started ready to blow my top off at the two standing infront of me.
"Silence! Thrust, Cyclonus!!! Fix the screen. Kris! Go somewhere else to vent your anger!" Megatron roared as I cursed and stomped out of the room and stormed to the top of the base, to the place where I could think properly.
That had been a little over three hours ago, and then I knew that something was up with the Decepticon tactician. But, I didn't know what.
~*~
Another two months pass with increasing tension between myself and Thrust. Cyclonus, on the other hand, didn't really talk with me anymore. That suited me just fine because I hung out with Starscream, Nemisis, Demolisher and the mini-cons.
In recent battles, I had learnt that there were in actual fact about twelve Dark Light mini-cons, with nine of the twelve activated. There was Specs, Luna, Fire Wolf and Hacker, all for the Decepticons. Then there were Back- Up, Firmware, Hard-Copy and Indent for the Autobots. That made up eight of the twelve mini-cons.
Then there were the three mini-cons that were supposedly with Unicron. They were, obviously, Demon, Lyra Omega and Axle. But the thing that seems to be striking fear into my heart was that Demon had simply disappeared and Megatron wasn't telling me anything.
~*~
Megatron looked at Kris as she read her magazine. Or at least tried to read it. She was more along the line of trying to burn a hole straight through the paper with her glaring gaze. "A penny for your thoughts?" he asked calmly as Kris seemed startled by this sudden outburst.
"Excuse. . .? Oh, sorry. I was just thinking." She said calmly as she tried to read, but gave up and flung the poor excuse of reading material away from her. "Megatron, tell me what happened to Demon. I asked everyone around the base." She said as she sat up and looked at her leader in the optic.
"And, what did they say?" Megatron asked calmly as he returned the gaze. He saw a flicker of something in her eyes, something fast but not fast for him to see. It was fear.
"They said that you were basically killing the 'con. But after about five minutes after Starscream and Demolisher left, you came storming out and that was when I came back to base." The little human said as she sat down and fiddled around with the winged necklace of hers.
"Your starting to pester me, Kris. But since you know that much, I might as well finish." Megatron said as he grinned evilly and settled in comfortably, picking Kris up and placing her on his knee.
~^*^~
Amity-Star: Sorry about that, but there you go. Some history, and some diplomacy. I'm so proud of myself. Thankyou for all of your reviews, and I'll post up as soon as I can, okay?
*Blessed Be!!