This is just an episode I made up. One where Silver Sun gets to meet Airachnid, aka her sister's arch-nemesis. Personally think the story is interesting, but I'll let you all decide.

This chapter was waaaaaaayyyyyyyy longer than I meant for it to be (I think, almost 7k words) so after I finished it, I divided it into two.

I might leave a little gap between the publishing time, but hey it's not like it's the TFP Season 2 cliffhanger ending, right?

Heads-up, some of the scenes are better in no one's point of view so I did them that way instead of first-person.

Enjoy!

"As you're growing up and you're close, you can't trust anyone the way you trust your sister, but also they have the power to wound you in a way that no one else really does."

- Ally Condie

Chapter Seven: Arachnophobia, Robot Style

I ducked underneath yet another tree branch. My optics darted around the forest as an unsettling shiver travelled through my frame.

"H-How much further before we reach the signature?" I asked my sister, who was a little way ahead of me.

She smirked, "Relax, Silver. This is just recon."

Yeah, I thought to myself, And how many times has 'just recon' escalated to a Decepticon attack?

I gazed up at the trees, which were blocking out most of the light, "This place just creeps me out. Good things do not happen when it comes exploring forests."

Arcee looked back at me suspiciously, "You watched Cabin In The Woods, didn't you?"

"It's not my fault. Miko said it was about a Summer vacation!"

"You seriously need to grasp the concept that Miko is Miko," Arcee responded, rolling her optics.

My sister walked on. The energon-reader in my servo was blinking away, hopefully meaning we were close to the profile. I sighed and ran after her until I was alongside her.

It felt like we'd been trekking through the undergrowth for hours.

The signal was a little scrambled in the forest so I had to rely on the knowledge of that when we had bridged there it was eleven in the morning and now the sun was begininning to set.

We finally made it to a clearing. A river flowed down from the mountainside in front of us while behind us was the rest of the Black Forest. It wasn't exactly a big comfort that most of the Grimm's fairy-tales were set there (and not enough of them ended well).

I looked down at the enegon-reader, scanning it "These readings are off the meter."

Arcee seemed a little confused, "So there's a subterranean deposit around the mountain?"

I shook my head, "Looks like it's only coming from one of the caves up there."

"I'll let Ratchet know we've found it."

As she was about to contact him, a second signature appeared on the screen, this time giving off a beeping sound. Another energon profile had appeared on the screen. But it couldn't have been right.

"Arcee," I said, showing her the signature, "A second energon signature. But...it's saying it's beneath us, and moving."

My sister's optics widened, reflecting an emotion I had only seen once before in them - Fear. Saying nothing, she grabbed my servo and began running to the edge of the clearing, dragging me along with her.

"Arcee! What's going on?" I demanded.

"Just run, Silver!" Arcee ordered, "If it is what I think it is, that's the best and safest option."

I yanked my servo from her grasp and stopped, causing Arcee to come to a sudden halt and turn back to me.

"You never run," I confronted, "Tell me the truth."

"The truth is that we are in danger and if we don't run now we won't have another opportunity to escape," She responded, a sense of panic in her voice.

"Arcee-"

"Silver, please. You gotta trust me on this one."

"She's right, you know," A voice laughed slightly from behind me, "Now, you won't have the chance to get away."

I spun around to see the origin of the remark. Immediately, I wished I hadn't.

A little way in front of me stood a black and purple femme with gold highlights. Her magenta optics narrowed directly at me, sending a shiver through my spine.

"Well, well. Arcee, who do we have here?' She asked deviously, causing me to back away.

Arcee transformed her servos into guns, "Take one more step and it'll be your last, Airachnid."

Wait...this was Airachnid? Arcee had told me stories about the insect-like Decepticon. I knew what she had done to Tailgate, I knew that she hated my sister and I knew how that had affected Arcee.

Instead of being afraid or moving away, the spider-bot just laughed mockingly, "Oh, this is too good. How would it just so happen that an abandoned Decepticon mining operation would lead me to find you and one of your teammates?"

"Get away from her!" My sister ordered.

In response to this, Airachnid shot at her. But in place of plasma blasts were webs. Like from Spiderman when he shoots at villians (which I could never watch again after this experience).

Arcee grimaced as the webbing collided with her servos, encasing the guns in their adhesive, glue-like matter. I ran to her as the hit sent her crashing to the ground.

Airachnid stood where she was and watched with evil optics.

"Arcee!" I tried to help her up, with little success (whatever that web stuff was made out of, it was both heavy and sticky).

She looked at me pleadingly, "Run."

"What?" I stared at her in shock as I attempted to pull the webbing off, "No. I'm not leaving you."

Airachnid smirked, "Aw. Loyalty - the weakness of all Autobots."

"Silver, get far away from here and call for back-up," Arcee continued, ignoring the Decepticon. I was about to reply when she cut me off, "It's better for at least one of us to make it out of here and get help instead of both of us getting caught."

"Listen to her, 'Silver'," Airachnid taunted, "I'll even give you a head-start."

I looked helplessly at Arcee. Tears began to force their way to my optics, but I wouldn't let them fall just so the Decepticon could mock us some more.

"I'll come back for you, Arcee," I promised, "I swear."

She smiled weakly and nodded for me to go.

Reluctantly, I sprinted into the forest, transforming into my vehicle mode and speeding to somewhere with comm-link signal. I had to help my sister, and I didn't plan on letting her down.

No one's POV . . .

Arcee struggled to break free as Airachnid casually walked over to her. The rogue Decepticon crouched down on one knee putting her face right up to the Autobot's.

"Obviously she means more to you than a friend," The spider-bot deduced, "And she's too weak to be an old war acquaintance. So I'm choosing to believe that she's your sister."

The blue two-wheeler glared at her, staying silent.

"Ah, then I'm right," Airachnid smirked, getting back up again, "I'll try to make her death as slow and agonising as possible."

Before she knew what was happening, the Decepticon injected Arcee with a needle attached to the end of one of her six spider legs.

The motorcycle clenched her teeth through the pain, trying not to show any obvious sign of weakness.

"Touch her and you're offline!" Arcee threatened.

The eight-legger merely laughed as she retracted the needle and began to walk away, "I hope you said your goodbyes."

"Airachnid! Please!" She begged, "She's a kid! She hasn't done anything to you!"

Arcee couldn't do anything but watch as the Decepticon transformed into her full-on spider-mode and leaping through the trees as the quickest path to capturing Silver Sun.

The blue femme's optics began to feel heavy. So did her helm as she rested it against the floor. Whatever Airachnid had put in her system was causing an emergency shutdown.

She thought of one thing before shutting down completely.

"Please...Primus, let her be ok..."

Silver Sun's POV . . .

"Silver Sun to base. Do you read?" I tried for the umpteenth time to contact the HQ for back-up, "Arcee's in desperate need of assist. Hello? Is anyone there?"

Nothing.

Even if they were receiving the transmission, there was no way for me to know, or even for them to find us in the dense forest.

I sighed. No way could Arcee hold up against Airachnid for that long. I stopped running, wondering if I should go back and find her.

Why the Pit did I leave her in the first place? She's my sister - I should've done more to help.

That was something else Firestar had said - I was a coward.

"I wouldn't waste your time with trying to call your team for help."

Airachnid.

I turned around, expecting to see her stood in front of me, but she wasn't.

My spark pounded as I realised I didn't know where she was, "Wh-Where's Arcee?"

A laugh came from above, "She's a little tied up at the moment."

I clenched my servos into fists, "If you've hurt her, I'll-"

"You'll what?" She interrupted, "You're clearly not a fighter. If Arcee can't defeat me, what chance do you think you have?"

A shove from behind suddenly sent me flying backwards. I grimaced as a tree rooted in the ground clashed with my back. As I tried to get up, I felt the webbing hit my leg, forcing me to stay down.

Airachnid leaped down from her hideout in the trees. Each of her talons aimed at me.

"The more you resist, the more painful this will be," She smirked, shooting more of the webs at me.

They stuck to each of my arms, pinning them to the ground. I struggled against them, but couldn't get free (seriously, I don't know what was in them, but whatever it was, it was like trying to break Captain America's shield).

I looked up at her, scared out of my processor, "Wh-What do you w-want?"

She drew one of her spider talons. At the end was an injector, filled with some kind of green-purple liquid.

Airachnid pointed the needle at me, "To make your sister pay."

No one's POV . . .

Two and a half hours later . . .

Arcee shot up from the medical berth, optics wide with fear. Around her stood Optimus, Bumblebee, Ratchet and Bulkhead. Up on the platform near the kids' hangout stood Jack, Raf and Miko.

"Arcee, are you ok?" The teen boy asked.

The blue motorcycle's spark was pounding as she realised the one person who wasn't there.

"Where's Silver?" She asked, all the while dreading to hear the answer.

Optimus exchanged a concerned glance with Ratchet before turning back to the two-wheeler.

"We received her emergency transmission," He informed her, "But by the time we got there, she

was gone."

Arcee froze at his words, "No...You don't mean..."

Ratchet interjected, "Her signal is scattered. So are her vitals."

"Sh-she's not hurt, is she?" The blue femme asked hopefully.

The doctor shrugged, "We...don't know."

"What happened out there?" Bulkhead said.

Arcee could feel the anger as a lump in her throat, "Airachnid," She clenched her servos into fists, "She ambushed us. I told Silver to go call for help. Airachnid knocked me out and went after her. I thought...maybe, she'd be able to get away."

"It's not your fault, Arcee," Bumblebee tried to comfort her.

"You guys can get her outta there, right?" Miko questioned, slightly worried.

"Out of where?" Arcee unintentionally snapped, "How are we supposed to rescue her? We don't know where she is. We don't even know if she's alive. How can we even-?"

She stopped though as she saw the humans' shocked expressions, realising how angry she sounded. The blue two-wheeler took a deep breath to calm herself.

"Arcee, know that we will do everything in our power to save Silver Sun," Optimus told her.

Arcee didn't look up, but nodded.

Primus, her sister had been captured by her arch-nemesis. This day could in no way get any worse.

Silver Sun's POV . . .

My helm was pounding.

My entire frame felt weak.

I couldn't even get my thoughts straight.

As my optics slowly onlined, they were met with pitch-black darkness. From what I could tell, we were in a cave. As for where that cave was, I had no idea.

In the walls of the cave, fairly large veins of energon stretched out. It did give a kind of comforting glow to the place, but not enough that I could see much.

I was upright, pinned against the wall by the (extremely annoying and weird) spider webbing. Out of sheer optimism, I tried to break free from it - failing.

"Finally," Airachnid's voice echoed from somewhere in front of me, "I was beginning to think you were purposely recharging."

I somehow mustered the courage to speak, "Wh-Where are we?"

A laugh came from the darkness, "That's none of your concern."

"Well..." I shrugged, "I-It kinda is since I've just been kidnapped and every-"

"Quiet, before I lose my patience," She scowled.

Wow. This is her being patient? I thought.

"Being a Decepticon, I should take you to the Nemesis for interrogation," She said, "But, no one would really know if you were offlined in battle or by my own...personal touch."

I gulped, "W-Well, I don't think th-that's necessary."

"Calm down, Silver," The way she said my name was creeping me out, "Now that you've at last chosen to wake up, we can let your teammates know you're ok."

That spider-bot was so up to something.

I saw a light flicker on a little way in front of me from a computer. I could almost picture how worried Arcee was - that is if the team had found her.

"Time to have some fun," Airachnid smirked, "Courtesy of the miners who left this technology behind."

Back at Base . . .

"Any news, Ratchet? Arcee asked hopefully for what must've been the fifth time in the past half-hour.

The doctor sighed once again, "Arcee, the second I hear or find something regarding Silver Sun's location and vital status, you will be the first to know. Until then, please allow me to work."

The blue femme, although nodding, appeared a little deflated. She backed away from the doctor and walked towards the hallway.

"Arcee," Bumblebee called to her, causing the femme to look back at him, "You know she's gonna make it."

She shook her helm, "That's the thing, 'Bee. I don't know that. Airachnid is cruel. She'll hurt Silver because she knows that it'll hurt...a lot," Arcee sighed, "I can't take losing her."

"Hey. Silver's smart. If we don't find her, she'll be able to find a way out."

"You really believe that?"

"Yes. Your sister's strong in her own way."

Arcee thought on what he said for a second before nodding. She knew Silver wasn't like other Autobots, but she also knew that her sister would never try to use her powers against another living being after the last time her powers got the better of her - no matter how evil Airachnid was.

Just then, a transmission echoed through the base. All Autobots turned their helms towards the origin of the noise. A signal emitted from the computer, breaking through to the speaker.

"Missing any Autobots recently?" A familiar voice spoke through the computer, the smirk clear in her voice.

"Airachnid…" Arcee gritted her teeth, trying to withhold her ire.

Optimus quickly intervened, knowing that Arcee's anger would only be giving the Decepticon what she wanted, "Airachnid, return Silver Sun to us."

A mocking laugh came from the other side, "Now, where's the fun in that?"

"Where is she?" The blue femme demanded, clenching her servos into fists.

"Agree to my terms, and I'll tell you," Airachnid said, "Send Arcee here. Alone. If I see any Autobot other than her there, you can consider your sister's fate sealed."

"How do we know she's still alive?" Ratchet unexpectedly spoke up.

Airachnid sighed derisively, "Honestly, you Autobots. Turn the computer monitor on, assuming you haven't resorted to the most basic Earth technology."

Ratchet looked to Optimus for approval. The Autobot leader nodded. Everyone waited in suspense as the screen flickered on. Finally, a picture appeared on the computer; the silver femme was alive, trapped by Airachnid's webs. Her optics were on, but a duller shade than usual.

"Silver? Are you ok?" Arcee called to her sister's weakened form across the computer.

"She's fine, for now," The spider-like femme taunted, "Oh, and just to be sure she doesn't try to contact you-"

A spider talon appeared from the darkness surrounding Silver, some kind of green liquid at the end. The droplet fell onto her audio receptor, burning it's way through to her com-link. The femme flinched as she tried to suppress a scream, biting her tongue.

Arcee's optics widened in horror. She moved to yell at the Decepticon but stopped as she realised she could do no more than helplessly watch her sister in pain.

Silver's POV . . .

My audio receptor writhed as a sharp pain surged through it. I tried not to make the pain so obvious, but I knew it wasn't working. I felt it corrode all the way to my com-link, all but destroying it.

I glanced back at the screen. The kids were frozen still in terror. Arcee had clapped a servo over her mouth, trying not to say anything. Through the pain, I tried to shout to them.

"A-Arcee, don't e-even think about coming here!" I stuttered.

Airachnid laughed from the darkness, "Aw, isn't it cute when they try to put on a brave act?" The spider-bot walked out of the darkness, standing in front of me, facing the screen, "You have one Earth hour to decide."

At the last word, she switched the computer off. The darkness quickly fell back into place. I tried to think of something other than my burning audio receptor, with little luck.

"Now," Airachnid didn't have to be visible for me to know she was smiling like the Green Goblin, "I say it's time to play a little game. This one's called 'Truth or Pain'."

I shook my helm, "I have a feeling this game isn't gonna work out well."

She laughed, "Maybe not for you. But as long as you answer the questions honestly, there'll be no problems. Understand? Good."

My breath hitched as a spidery talon appeared in front of my face, "Oh, scrap."

"Question one," She began, "Where is the Autobot Base?"

"I-I-I can't tell you that," I told her, with as much volume as possible.

Airachnid paused for a second, her spider talon moving closer to me, "I'll ask again." I tensed as the sharp blade suddenly sliced into my shoulder, "Where...is...the...Autobot...Base?"

Shaking my helm, I kept my mouth tightly shut. No way was I gonna give up the location of my sister, friends and team. Airachnid must've realised I wasn't gonna tell her.

"Very well," She retracted her talon, "Let's start off a little easier: How are you relevant to Team Prime?"

I was still trying to ignore the pain, "Wh-What?"

"I mean, what is your function? And do not try to tell me that you're warrior-class."

I didn't see anything compromising about telling her that, "M-Medicine-class."

She laughed, "Now that makes sense."

"What d-do you m-mean?" I asked.

"Medics - AKA you - don't fight," She laughed, "Now I understand why Arcee didn't want me know you were her sister. She's a formidable enemy, but you? Have you even accessed your blaster-rifles yet? I could snuff out your spark in an instant. I'd be embarrassed too if we were related."

I didn't want to believe that, "Y-You're wrong."

"Am I?"

Was she? In that moment, I wasn't sure. Arcee and I had been honest with each other, but that confirmed what I'd only recently told her: there'd never be a time where I wasn't constantly being compared to her.

But I wasn't about to let that get to me.

"My sister is stronger than me," I admitted before glaring directly ahead of me, where I assumed the Decepticon would be, "But I know for a fact that she isn't embarrassed. If you want to believe that, then fine. I don't break that easily."

Airachnid seemed a little unsure of what to say next, "Well, in that case, maybe we should find out just how easy you're broken."

And so concludes the Silver Sun story.

KIDDING!

Like I said, the next chapter is almost done and should be up soon.

Hint: Maybe Sil isn't the pacifist femme she's been made out to be.

Pleeeeaaaase comment on this story, you know, if you have the time. Also, I promise I'll update the Halo Jyn story as soon as I finish chapter four.

'Til All Are One,

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