Optimusprimus001: WHOO! I gave Prime claws!
Megatron: (moans) Why did you have to give him more weapons?.!
Optimusprimus001: I dunno... maybe cause you bug me.. :P
Megatron: ... (putting pressure on his chest to stop the bleeding) You're begginning to get on my "Destroy as soon as can manage to get away with" list.
Optimusprimus001: Who cares?... ANYWHO! Time to make the story weirder!... and there's only one more chapter before the entire story jumps ahead 8 years... You've been warned... >:)
17. Greetings
"Oh, Shiori, you'll want to meet these two, they're quite the characters," Elita smiled at her. She'd been telling the light red and blue bot about the two beast-bots that liked to play in the park.
"If this 'Leobreaker' and 'Snarl' are so playful in the park, they must have been great warriors. I would love to meet them," Shiori told her, enjoying the tour the taller green and white femme was giving her. Elita nodded, and a moment later, they were walking through the park.
"OOOouuuooOOO!" Came a howl, and a moment later, a blue and white wolf leapt out onto the sidewalk. It snarled at something that they couldn't see.
"That wasn't funny to throw a ball at my nose," the wolf growled with a strange accent, its goldish optics looking at a kid unhappily.
"Well, you were in the way."
"What?" the wolf snarled, transformed, and its tail became a blue white sword. Snarl growled down at the smaller tranformer. "I don't want to put up with mean kids, so I play with the ones that want to play. But if you want to play rough, then come get me," Snarl took a step towards the bot. "Unless you want to change your mind and be nice..."
"Y-yes..." the kid stammered, looking intimidated. Snarl snorted and transformed back into his beast mode.
"Good. Now throw that ball! OOooouuuu!" He howled as the kid tossed it, and then chased after it. A gold lion jumped out and, with a twist of it's paw, sent the ball back at Snarl. With a bark, Snarl leapt into the air and caught it in his mouth. Dropping it, the wolf-bot kicked it with his front paws and chased after it, followed by a group of laughing kids. The gold lion laughed as he watched Snarl play with the smaller bots before noticing Elita and Shiori.
"Well if it isn't some lovely ladies out for a walk in the park," He purred, trotting over to them.
"Hello, Leo," Elita smiled, running her thin fingers through his gold mane-fur.
"Hey, that feels funny, Elita," he growled before transforming. His red optics looked up into hers. "And you're still taller than I am," he sighed. Elita and Shiori laughed.
"I think you're as tall as you're going to get, Leo. But I want you to meet someone. Leo, this is Shiori," Elita introduced him to her, with a small gesture to Shiori.
"Hi, Shiori. It's a pleasure to meet you.. And you're taller than me too? What is with me, and taller people getting along so well," the lion-bot laughed as he gave her a gentle, fanged smile, and offering his black clawed hand to shake. Shiori took it carefully, returning his smile.
"It's nice to meet you, Leobreaker."
"Leo, if you don't mind," He shuddered. "My full name gives me the chills these days because of some of the things I did a few years ago."
"Alright. It's nice to meet you, Leo," She corrected herself. He nodded, and then asked, "I suppose you'll like to meet Snarl too. I'll go take his place so he can come say hello."
Leo transformed back into his lion-mode, swung around, and bounded out to where Snarl was playing, careful not to run into any of the small bots. A moment later, pain flashed through Shiori's mind, making her pull her hand close to her. What was that?.! She thought, wondering at the sudden ache inside her. Shaking her head, she looked after the lion just as he reached Snarl.
"Oouuuu!" A small, silver wolf near Snarl howled, and pounced right into Leobreaker.
"Oof! Hey!" Leo growled, falling over.
"... Are you two alright?" Snarl twisted his head and looked down at the silver wolf and the gold lion. The silver wolf nodded playfully. Leobreaker rolled over so that he was on his stomach.
"I'm fine, Snarl. Elita wants you to meet someone."
"Oh, ohkay..." Snarl said, and leapt over them both before trotting over to Elita and Shiori...
"Well, you've met most of the Autobots. Do you want to meet some of the other Decepticons now?"
"I think I'm about as ready as I can be, Elita," Shiori told her, holding back a wince as the strange pulsing pain ran through her circuits again. What is going on with me? She asked herself worriedly. "Besides," She said, trying to keep the pain out of her voice, "I've met most of the Autobots before, in one place or another."
"Alright then. But we'd better ask Megatron first, or else he might think we're up to trouble," Elita nodded, not noticing that Shiori was hiding her internal discomfort. "Let's go then. His place isn't far from here and most of the Decepticons are always nearby." Leading her towards Megatron's throne room, they got there within a few minutes. Elita opened the door and stepped inside.
"Megatron, would you mind if-!" She began, and had to dodge his fist when he spun around, still in a rage from when Demolisher had run out almost an hour earlier.
"Hey! Uncoil your springs!" She gave him a glare. "I just walked in the door, for Primus's sake."
Megatron backed away, looking alarmed as he quickly crossed his arms over his chest to hide the claw-marks that were still there. "What do you want, Elita?" He growled, his light blue optics flashed in Shiori's direction- and paused. Megatron looked at the red and blue femme behind Elita for a moment, and noticed that he felt an echo of pain roll off of her. He watched her face for a second before looking back at the green-white femmebot in front of him.
"Well?" He demanded, with a scowl.
"We wanted to ask if you would mind if I introduced Shiori to some of your officers."
"One is missing, if you'll recall," Megatron glared at her. She smiled at him.
"I know. But one officer isn't going to change things right now. Besides, I think she ran into him when he decided to trade places for awhile."
"ARGH! DON'T REMIND ME!" the Decepticon howled, angry again. He spun around and stormed to his chair, pressing his arms tightly against his chest. "It's bad enough Prime doesn't know when he can get him back!"
"... Someone's in a dark mood," Elita noted quietly. Megatron shot her a glare over his shoulder.
"What was that?" he growled dangerously.
"Nothing," Elita told him quickly, before turning to Shiori. "I think we'll have to postpone meeting some of the Decepticons."
"I don't mind. I've met Starscream before, too," Shiori said quietly as another lash of pain ripped through her.
"Then you have a connection to him, perhaps?" Megatron turned to face her as he felt an echo roll off of her again, and he looked Shiori over. "Come to think of it... You look familiar..."
"I was at the spaceport when the Mrrisst came back..."
"No, from before that..." Megatron narrowed his optics as he remembered. "... You're Starscream's wife. That's where I've seen you before... He brought you to my coronation in the Generation Dimension some twenty-nine million years ago."
Shiori looked thoughtful as she cast his name through her memory. Finding the same memory, she nodded to him. "Yes, I think I remember you now, too," She told him, and managed a pained smile. "You were quite the character... And your wife... she was an interesting person to talk to."
Megatron gazed at her for a moment before turning away again. "She died a long time ago." he told her quietly. "You can take her to meet my officers, Elita." he said after a pause. Elita nodded, and they both turned to leave. Megatron turned back to watch them leave. Shiori paused as another pulse ripped through her. Megatron's optics narrowed at Shiori as he felt another echo of pain run off of her.
"Wait." Startled, they both turned. Megatron's thin optics never left the red-blue femme as he took a step forward. "You're in pain." He said, looking her directly in the optics. Surprise flashed through her face, telling him that he was right. He made a quick decision, and privately noted to himself that if this dimension allowed war, he wouldn't be chosing to do what he was about to do. "Sit," he growled, pointing at his chair and stepped into the hallway, leaving both femmebots staring after him.
"DEMOLISHER!" He roared down the corridor, his shout rattling the walls of the hallway...
"Hey, Cyclonus?"
"What, Demmy?"
"Did you notice that Megatron was damaged when we were in there?"
"Yeah... hehehehe... I suppose he got into an argument with a cat or something..." Cyclonus giggled. Demolisher glanced at him before going back to staring at the wall. "I don't think so, Cyclonus..."
"... You don't?" Cyclonus sat up straighter, a deadly silence coming over the copter. "Then what do you think happened, Demolisher?" His green optics had a haunting look in them, and he didn't laugh after his comment. Demolisher edged away from him slightly, not used to this side of Cyclonus. "I saw Optimus's hand..." he started, pausing as he remembered the energon blood dripping from the Autobot's seemingly clawed fingers and how uneasy Prime had looked when he'd noticed Demolisher looking at his hand. "Cyclonus? Would you believe me if I said that Optimus's hands were ... clawed?" He asked the copter. His friend's green optics looked into his for a moment and then...
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THAT IS THE MOST... HAHAHAhahaha... the most INSANE idea... hehehehe... idea I've ever HEARD!" The insane copter fell over laughing madly. "HAHAHAHAHAHA... Rich, Demmy! That was just rich!"
"Shut up, Cyclonus," Demolisher snarled angrily. Figures that the copter wouldn't take it seriously. Who would belive that the kind-hearted, and gentle Optimus Prime had clawed hands and had attacking Megatron? Well... the attacking Megatron, maybe... But seriously... Clawed hands? Demolisher sighed, and returned his gaze thoughtfully to the blank wall in front of him. Maybe he was losing his insanity by hanging around Cyclonus...
"DEMOLISHER!.!.!.!" Megatron's distant roar was demanding and urgent. Demolisher sighed and stood up. He was beginning to wish he was still at Hot Shot's place as he hurried down the hallway...
Optimusprimus001: OH GOD! What's happening to Shiori? Does anyone know? Who ever figures it out first gets the grand prize of... A BONUS CHAPTER! XD as soon as I get the email that gets it right before I explain it in the next chapter will get chapters 18 AND 19 posted... I'm so evil...
Megatron: ... clearly, If you're giving ME a soft spot...
Optimusprimus001: (innocent look)...
