Disclaimer: I own nothing.
AN: My friend Fallen Archangel Ben is writing a story that runs parallel to this called 'Ben and the PTA' that you might want to check out if you find Ben's antics amusing.
Also, for anyone who noticed or cared, I did delete "Soledite's Revenge". My dad has been reading some of my fic and does approve of his sixteen year old daughter writing slash fic. Sucks yes, but this is his computer, his Internet service, his house, and his rules. Plus it was too awkward for me to write, I lost my muse and I don't like being called racist.
Chapter 11
"That was unexpected" Sideswipe said looking at the smoking body of the Deceptacon's latest leader.
"Well if this Rad kid saved your life then we can't exactly hand him over to this idiot" Sunstreaker stated.
Sideswipe latched onto him in a hug. "That's why you're my favorite brother" Sideswipe laughed.
"That's not saying much considering I'm your only brother" Sunstreaker said, tolerating his twins clinginess.
"Yeah…. About that" Sideswipe laughed nervously. The sound of several some ones warping in filled the air.
"Sideswipe! Are you ok!' Hot Shot appeared next to Sideswipe.
"Who's he?" Sunstreaker glared at Hot Shot. Hot Shot glared back.
"I can explain" Sideswipe said quickly. Silence followed.
"Well?" Sunstreaker asked.
"I'm thinking" Sideswipe answered.
"I hope that's just some random psychopath because if that's my replacement there is going to be some serious ass kicking going down" Sunstreaker yelled.
Rad never thought he'd be so happy to see the open, ninety-six degree temp desert. He nearly dropped to the ground and kissed the dirt. A warm breeze blew across his face; Rad closed his eyes and savored the feeling. The light, the feel of the sunlight on his skin, was paradise after being stuck in that cold, damp cave for so long.
The sound of rocks shifting brought Rad back to the reality of his situation. Berating himself for getting careless Rad swiftly ducked down behind some rocks and began to silently creep toward the source of the noise.
He found it came from a strange man setting up camp on a flat area at the base of the mountain. 'Who camps in the desert?' Rad thought to himself. Apparently a big man with a beard that had to be scorching in the late afternoon heat.
"Damnit!" the man yelled in a heavily accented voice as his small tent collapsed. He proceeded to swear in fluent Russian. Rad sweat dropped, reminded slightly of his Uncle Ben.
"Oh shit!" Rad hissed as his foot slipped causing him to fall down the embankment right at the man's feet. "That was graceful," he said sarcastically.
"You live?" the Russian asked in broken English. Rad nodded and tried to stand. His ankle had taken another beating during the fall. He fell into the Russians outstretched arms.
"I thought it was supposed to be a beautiful woman that falls into handsome heroes arms, not scrawny boy," The Russian said. It a second for Rad to realize the man was joking.
"Beautiful woman probably have better sense then to go anywhere near the desert. Probably afraid of what the dry air would do to their complexion" Rad laughed weakly. "Plus, if I'm a scrawny boy, I don't think you qualify as a handsome hero". The man laughed.
Then the Russian's grip on him tightened. "What happened to your face?" he asked with what sounded like repressed rage.
"Huh?" Rad asked confused. Then he realized Saka had hit him pretty hard, several times, so he had probably developed some decent sized bruises by now. It had been at least four hours since the attack, judging by the sun.
"I had a rough time. Got caught in a cave a little while ago" Rad lied smoothly. It wasn't a complete lie.
"Cave in left boot shape mark on your cheek?" the Russian asked, not believing him for a second.
Rad sighed. "I just need to call my uncle. Do you have a cell phone?" He asked purposely not answering the man's question.
"No cell phone. You need doctor. I'll take you to town" he said.
Rad weighed his options. Chances were that as soon as the line went dead Optimus had been on his feet running for the warp room. So Optimus along with a reason sized group- sixty or seventy Autobots-- were already in High Desert. Meaning Rad would be on the next ship or warp trip to Cybertron. Could he keep doing this on his own?
No. The moment Saka found out who Rad was for sure, things had become too much for Rad to handle. It was out of his hands now. "Ok".
"So you two are twins?" Optimus asked. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe nodded. "And you're their creator?" Ratchet nodded. "And none of you are dead?" The three nodded. "Ok. Now we can get back to finding my grandson and killing Saka?"
"Yay!" Ben yelled waving around his flamethrower.
"Ben? Where did you get that?" Optimus asked.
"Get what?" Ben asked innocently.
"Never mind"
"I don't think we're both going to fit on that bike", Rad said, looking at the Russian- Dovanski's bike dubiously. Dovanski didn't believe in wasting natural resources by driving a small distance like twelve miles.
"Well you can't walk and don't want me to carry you" Dovanski said. He didn't understand why the boy was so adverse to being carried.
Rad wondered why Dovanski didn't get that the damsel in distress thing was a major blow to a guy's ego.
"You can't exactly carry me twelve miles to town. You'd get tired and we'd make horrible time," Rad pointed out.
"We make worse time if you try to walk on your own" Dovanski said. Rad sighed. This was getting them nowhere. He shifted his hold on the metal plate and was surprised when he felt it start to shake.
"What the-" the plate was engulfed in a bright light and then-
"Ouff!' Rad and Dovanski grunted when a heavy metal being landed on them.
AN: Merry Christmas!
