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13. Rescue Crew
"Hehehehehe..." One of the Decepticons in what was supposed to be a line was giggling. The olive-brown 'con next to him glared at the black, white and grey camo bot beside him.
"Cyclonus, can't you be quieter?" The bot on the other side of him snapped. Sixshot frowned at them from the other side of the room. This is what Megatron has been working with? He asked himself silently as two of the mechs started arguing with each other while the giggling bot merely snickered even more. Without warning, a seeker appeared behind them and glared at the three mechs silently. Sixshot felt himself grin under his maskplate as he recognized who it was.
"... Is there something you three don't understand about standing in a line quietly?" The seeker growled.
"Meep!" All three of them squeaked and jumped to attention before realizing who it was.
" 'Screamer!" the third 'con gasped before spinning around to face the seeker.
"... ... ..." Starscream glared at the grey, blue and orange seeker.
"Oh, heh... Sorry, Starscream..." Thundercracker took a step back from the other seeker. "Forgot you don' like to be called that..." He added quietly, looking about ready to bolt. Starscream shook his head slightly before stepping around them and walking over to Sixshot.
"See what we have to deal with?" Starscream muttered before turning to face the rest of the Decepticons who were now fidgeting nervously. Sixshot tilted his head at the lined-up Decepticons.
"They look like they're afraid that they're going to get executed," He noted aloud.
"That's cause we are..." A small, red, black, and gold bot snapped before skittering around a large, green and silver 'con who simply blinked back at Starscream's glare. "Heh, don't mind us, we're just the racin' crew... that failed miserably..." the smaller mech added quietly, his green optics flickering at the two seekers uneasily. Sixshot couldn't help but grin faintly at the smaller bot's nervousness before looking back at Thundercracker and the olive-brown 'con. Sixshot sighed when he found they were arguing again.
"They can't find anything else better to do other than argue with one another?" He asked Starscream.
"No. Would you shut up?"
"Yessir!" the three of them jumped to attention again. Sixshot glanced at Starscream in surprise. They wouldn't have done that back home... Why do they now? He wondered.
"Starscream, why do they listen-" Sixshot began, but was cut off by the door snapping open.
"Where's that blasted dragon!" Megatron growled after a quick glance around. Sixshot stared at him. Dragon? What in the universe is a dragon?
"I don' know... I didn't like him burning my aft every battle either..." Thundercracker muttered.
"Just cause you're a roasted marshmellow doesn't mean you should tell Megatron that," the small, red bot shot back.
"What was that, Ransack?" Thundercracker growled, taking a step towards the smaller mech.
"Leave my friend alone," The green mech said defensively.
"SILENCE!" Megatron roared, and they all jumped to attention again. Cyclonus restrained a small giggle before staring innocently at the Decepticon leader.
"What do we need to find that three-headed, fire-breathin' nuisance for anyways?" Ransack asked.
"Because my daughter has been kidnapped, that's why!" Starscream snarled, taking a floor-rattling step towards them and his optics flashing. All of the lined mechs cowered backwards, startled by the ferocity in Starscream's growl. Megatron himself shifted uneasily as he glanced at Starscream before looking back at the other Decepticons.
"Go find Scourge and Alexis," He ordered. The five 'Cons scrambled to get out the door, not wanting to be the last one in the room with either of the high commanders. Megatron gave Sixshot and Starscream an odd look before turning and leaving, his footsteps rattling the walls slightly as he headed down the hallway...
Leobreaker rushed into the park with a frightening roar. Several of the small sparklings backed away from him in alarm. Leobreaker paid them no mind- he was too occupied trying to locate several bots to help him.
"Grrrrr... SHIORI!" He roared, throwing his head back and flashing his tail from side to side. He leapt around some sparklings and bounded down the pathway in the park. "Shiori, Optimus, Hot Shot... ANYONE!" Leo cried, scrambling the last few steps before pawing the door to Hot Shot's diner open and forcing himself to stop in the empty restaurant. "Hot Shot?" He whimpered desperately, and the racer came around the corner of the counter with a puzzled look.
"What is it, Leo?" Hot Shot asked, kneeling down and gently wiping away the lion's tears.
"Alexis... She's... She's gone and... and..." Leo fought back more tears. It's all my fault! He wanted to tell his friend, but found he couldn't say anything. Hot Shot stood up and started towards the door.
"Then what are we waiting for? Lets start looking," was all the racer said before pushing the door open and transforming and speeding down the street. Leo shook his head to clear it before leaping out and running towards the Autobot command center. I might have lead her into a trap, but I swear with all of my spark I'll find a way to get her back- with or without help! I swore to Shiori I'd help protect her, And I'll never go back on that promise! He thought fiercely. He let out a roar, leapt around Vector Prime coming the opposite direction, and raced down another street looking for Alexis on the way to the Autobot Headquarters... ... ...
Optimus watched as several transformers ran out into the snow from the unsheltered steps outside of the library. Older bots swept up handfuls of snow, packed them tight, and threw them at one another while smaller bots stood near the edge of the sheltered/unsheltered overhang and tentatively poked their toes and fingers at the white fluff on the ground that was falling from the sky. A faint smile crept along Optimus' lips, and he tilted his face up to the sky, ignoring the fact that the flakes melted as soon as they hit his optics, leaving droplets of water that magnified his sight oddly. He let out a soft sigh, and all of a sudden he felt as if most of his tension and grief had been let out in that same instant. He brought his face down back to level and with a strange sense of freedom, he sprang out into the snow. He raced some of the older mechs down the street to the park, laughing as if he was one of them; As if he was eighteen and fully alive once again...
"Catch me if you can!" he called, scooping up a small handful of snow and throwing it at the nearest one with a careful force as to not hurt them. Optimus ducked under a returned throw and bounded through the snow, sending sprays of it everywhere with each step. He reached the middle of the park and stopped to watch Snarl splashing around in the snow with the smaller, silver wolf.
"Snooooouuuuuww!" Snarl howled, thrilled, and turned to see Optimus standing there watching him. "Is there something I can do for you, Optimus?" the blue and white wolf asked. A strange glimmer was in the Prime's gold optics as he shook his head. Snarl tilted his head at the Autobot leader suspiciously- and watched as Optimus got hit in the back of the head with a snowball. Snarl started in surprise as the larger mech laughed, and lightly flung another snowball back at the small bot that had got him.
"Oof!" the mech grunted as he fell over, before breaking into laughter with his friends. Optimus chuckled gently and then bounded deeper into the snow-covered path, heading further into the suburbs of the city, now searching for someone. The smaller mechs began to chase each other around in the snow, and Snarl transformed, slung his blade over his shoulder, and playfully joined in the chase...
Subi: Yay... Sort of... Okay, not really. I already told you I'm barely on... ;-; Dad shut off all the computers last night so I had no internet at all... Plus if I dont get at least five reviews from these last two chapters, I think I'm going to stop writing and end up emailing the story to my friend (the real "Shiori") instead and anyone else who I know that's reading it. ;-; ... ... ... ... This is how desperate I am for amusement... -.-;
