Once an hour had passed and the two had shared small fragments of their daily activities. Skywarp dragged his pedes, entering the elevator at the end of the hallway as he'd hoped that she'd recognize him. Or at least recall something. Having high hopes was like taking a kick to the face. Only difference was he was virtually kicking himself, because what the heck was he expecting? It wasn't as if she would just magically remember everything and be joyed to see him. Or even better, berate him that he should take it easy with his energon.
Venting a sigh as elevator doors slid open to allow him to step into the small square space. Once doors where shut, he rested his helm against the sealed doors. He'd expected to much in such a short time.
"Get a grip will you." He mumbled to himself and just stayed where he was, till the doors opened.
Before the seeker could make so much as a step- a pair of servos shoved him backward, slamming Skywarp Alain the mirrored wall. The offender was as tall as him, decorated with a orange and blue paint work. Vivid green optics narrowing to slits as Skywarp reached for the other mechs throat. But servos had already had him by the throat, dragging the strange attacker out of the lift.
"What the frag is going on!?" Partly panicked he warped.
Just far enough away so that Cyclonus had room to fling the unknown mech across the hallway. In the mid-throw, the mech Transformed into a bulky yet rather ugly Wolf. Only then did Skywarp recognize the mech, not that he'd ever actually met him before this very moment.
Jabbing a digit towards them, "WHAT THE FRAG IS HE DOING ONLINE!?" Skywarp sounding more high pitched than he had wanted.
With a guttural snarl Wierdwolf crouched, fixated on Skywarp regardless of Cyclonus charging towards him. Not till the last few nano seconds, whipping his head round to clamp iron jaws down on Cyclonus's fist.
"Matters are quite under control, Seeker." Wierdwolf growled dangerously.
"Cyclonus?" As if he had asked a question that had yet to be answered.
That expressionless white faceplate turned to Skywarp. "Bludgeon's old lieutenant. Are you going to just stand there, or make yourself useful."
Feeling pressure sink through and crush his balled fist was a nuisance, so perhaps Wierdwolf expected a reaction? Cause he didn't seem rather pleased when he didn't get one. Only a cold stare before Cyclonu's pushed his fist downwards, forcing Wierdwolf to change position that unbalanced the canid mech and forced him to let go. Just as Cyclonus swept a pede to his jaw. Head snapping to the side, following the rest of his frame before hitting the floor. Skywarp brung his elbow down against the spinal structure and paralyzing Wierdwolf for the time.
"You didn't come here by accident, did you? Now think carefully Wierdwolf. Because the wrong answers, this soon will get you killed. Trust me because I'm just dying to kill you now." Stepping forward to loom over Wierdwolf, Cyclonus dropped into a crouch. His mood switching from laidback to his known chilling persona.
"Yeaaaah... I'd listen to him if I where you, ugly." Not that anyone paid Skywarp any notice right now.
With a scoff their captive kept quiet. Even so his being here had Cyclonus's becoming unspeakably aware that Bludgeon or his crew... never did do anyone solo.
"Skywarp, come here and stay close. We need to move. Now." Slowly rising to his full height once more.
If Skywarp where to walk then maybe nothing would have suddenly gone crazy. He warped, appearing next to Cyclonus. That was when bullets started flying. With a menacing growl the purple mech grabbed Skywarp- and poof they where outside. Not what was planned. Internally Cyclonus cursed at Skywarp, but instead smacked him upside the helm.
"I meant upstairs!" Words formed from a roar of a growl.
This had Skywarp jump, but flash a glare of his own. "You should have said you ass!"
Stepping forward with afist raised they where abrupt warped back into the building, inside Konig's quarters. Both options atmosphere. Cyclonus with his fist raised to punch Skywarp. Skywarp aiming his null blaster, and well Konig sat there. Stareing rather baffled by their sudden intrusion
"Ummmmm..." This wasn't looking to good but something quickly had to be said. "How you doooooiiiing?"
That raised fist came smashing and knocked Skywarp over, falling onto the quaint little table. At that very moment a long monotonous sound broke the silence. At first Skywarp thought his audios had broken, about to complain - till he noticed Cyclonus slows backing back just a little. So to then glanced over to Konig. The wide optic femme was making that long vent and it made him nervous.
"I swear if that was your favourite table I'll replace it!" Making an attempt to try fit it back together.
That lingering sound soon turned into a menacing growl. Much closer than he'd last saw her sitting, so when looking back up. She was right there in his face. Optics flaring, there was that vicious gleam in them that he used to see when she was picking a fight. That look when she just wanted to vent her frustrations.
"...femmey?" When yanked to his pedes by Cyclonus before she could act.
Well they assumed wrong. Konig didn't act out as they had hoped, giving them the chance to explain.
"We've got a problem downstairs. That clone twin of yours- And before you ask, it'll be explained latter. Your twin and his squad are here and they mean business." Earning a flat stare from Cyclonus.
Skywarp lifted servos in a /WHAT/ gesture that earned an optic roll.
What are you doing? She has no recollection of what you're telling her.
Turning on Cyclonus and sneering. At least im fragging trying to explain Mr No Talker!
Clenching denta she watched the two seemingly stareing each other down. The corner of her optics twitching, deciding to go yank open a hidden storage space next to the energon dispenser. Mounted on the narrow door was her Energon Sword. Boxed in separate cases where a variety of guns, drawing two and throwing one towards Skywarp. The other slipped into her sub-space after a poor catch by Skywarp.
Both seeker and sweep exchanged a glance.
Stepping forth the black/purple seeker cleared his vocals. "What are you doing?"
"Arming myself, what do you think I'm doing?" She quirked a optic ridge at him.
In turn getting a curious stare from Cyclonus, when footfalls could be heard outside in the hallway. His digit rose to his lip components. All three of them remained quiet while outside.
"Get that door unlocked already." It was Wierdwolf.
No doubt Fenrir and Saleen where out there, the lithe obsidian snipper shoved Fenrir aside. Pressing audios to the door, crimson optics narrowing.
"Do you hear anything?" Wierdwolf inquired as Saleen pressed a digit to her lip components.
So far there was nothing out of the ordinary. But for a slight vibration, not coming from the quarters. Just what was that? Turning with protective visor sliding into place, the armoured femme noticed it wasn't Fenrir or Wierdwolf.
"What's the matter? Is anyone in there or what, sure enough a door shouldn't pose a problem." He snapped. Stomping forward with every intention to kick the door down.
"Shut up and listen!" Saleen hushed loudly.
Fenrir had become aware also, that the small vibrations where getting closer. And more vicious. In a matter of seconds the entire passage shuddered beneath a audiable sonic pulse. Both Wierdwolf and Saleen dropped to their knees, servos raised over their audios and even then the sound grated through them. Fenrir lunged with his mace at the incoming mechanical feline. Like a black blurr upon red limbs, Siax bolted straight for Wierdwolf.
"Distract that thing now" Wierdwolf yelled just when Saleen drew her rifle.
With a clamp of jaws the shoot missed and Saleen felt the artillery get yanked from her grasp, static crackling from the energon claws. This wasn't good! That trade mark form of ability was unmistakable.
Jumping back to avoid a swipe from armed claws, Saleen backed away. "Fall back, now!"
"Are you mad? We've a job to do and by-"
Saleen grabbed Wierdwolf by the neck, getting optic to optic with the mech. Pointing towards Dykran fanatically as Fenrir jumped at the large panthera.
"And go up against a Cybervore? Hell no- I didn't sign up for this sort of mission." With no weapon, and by damn she didn't want to stick around even to retrieve it - she retreated. If Wierdwolf wanted to get the Heart of Daring then he'd have to 're-awaken it himself.
Fenrir swung the mace from where he held onto the back of Siax. It hit, but the armoured was to sturdy to cause more than a scratch.
"Where the pits dose this alloy come from?"
Wierdwolf could almost have facepalmed at what Fenrir said, firing a few rounds of stunners. Each one deflected by some sort of EMP shield. His attack did draw Siax's attention.
Bright gold optics flared dangerously as they fell upon Wierdwolf. "Oh... Sorry about that... trigger fingers." Nervously smirking.
Siax snarled in an unrecognised language that he could only guess to be Dykrayan. Sadly to his own self loathing, Wierdwolf had no idea what the heck the panthera was saying. Only that it wad an obvious threat.
"You don't belong here, yet you prefer to stay in the wrong place at the wrong time." Mocking words enough to annoy the uncertain Wierdwolf. "Should wise up like your comrade did." Brining Fenrir to his knees with an electrifying bite to the helm. Only stopping and releasing the poor excuse of a soldier when his optics offlined and smoke rose from his permanently horrified gasp.
This wasn't how this whole mission was meant to play out.
As if on clue- inside the quarters, Konig moved towards the door when Cyclones grasped her wrist.
"We don't know what's happening out there. And as your one of the newest members of the newly formed Senate-"
Skywarp gasped, "Wait! Your a Senate!?"
"Senator." Cyclonus edged in a growling correction that earned a sulky glare from Skywarp.
Konig had yanked her arm from the purple mech as he cut in. "We can congratulate her latter. We have to prevent past mistakes from repeating, which means you can't go out there."
Why was it that the two always kept things from each other? Venting a sigh, the Senate fauna just tapped her pede on the floor. Waiting for Cyclonus to stop filling in the blanks for the seeker whom even now made her faintly smile.
"It's all clear now." Abruptly waking past and opening the door before either could again pull her back.
Siax stood leaning against the wall, inspecting her left servos when noticing Konig step out, followed by Skywarp and Cyclonus. Instantly Skywarp jumped forward to aim a null ray at the unbelievably tall femme. Who in turn smirked, displaying fanged denta much like Konig's.
Skywarp let out a small yelp. "SHE'S LIKE YOU!?"
His outburst would have Cyclonus flash a exasperation glare. But even he hadn't expected assistance. Perhaps there was explanation for this, obvious by how Konig had seemed at ease as if aware. Thinking about it he did hear the vibrations from just moments before.
"May I introduce you two to Siax. She's my personal bodyguard, each of the Senate members have a security guard for these types of alerts." Upon explaining, Siax gave a not so energetic wave to them.
"All but one retreated." Gesturing to the grey frame of Fenris.
Cyclonus just stared in marvel at the panthera. And she knew, seeing out the corner of her optics and so she winked before turning away. Just that had his spark flutter. Even Skywarp noticed, and he never missed a thing when it came to the obviously awkward turns.
Nudgeing an elbow against Siax. "Heeeey, go get him tiger."
Siax frowned not understanding the phrase, such slang was beyond her understanding regardless of the mischievous laughter from the seeker. Skywarp saw the punch from a mile away, ducking the purple mech then kneed Skywarp in the face.
"AAAA! -NOT YOU TOO!?" Clutching his faceplate as he went down, rolling around.
This exact moment something pulled at her spark- Konig's spark. Oddly she wanted to hit Cyclonus. Gritting denta she stepped over to crouch down beside the seeker. Placing a servo over his helm, leaning in he thought that she was about to kiss him. Unexpectedly she rose to kiss his forehead. Skywarp gulped as it felt that someone had hit him with a truck. It was a painful revoking that the femme he knew was there, and she still loved him. Forcing himself not to embrace her. Skywarp brung servos to her shoulders and gently pushed her away with a dimming of optics.
"I never hated how much this felt." Then he was gone.
Optic shutters blinked, as Konig was left kneeling in the middle of the hallway left confused. Not dareing to raise her gaze from where Skywarp had been. "Did.. I do something?"
"Love can hurt in many ways." Siax held out a servo for when Konig was ready to be helped to her pedes.
The look given by Konig could have frozen anyone on the spot. Siax didn't seem fazed, but Cyclonus knew that look. It wad the same look her had given Whirl when the wrecker had tried to help Cyclonus know the small Minibot had felt the same way towards the sweep.
With a shake of her helm, Konig get up on her own. "I think I just need some space."
Reality-
Memories where being blurred. One by one, tampered with just to generate reactions from the subconscious parts as an addition to further learning about how the Dykrayan thought. What triggered joy, pain and how each of the many natures within where able to deal with certain situations that where virtually created. During all this only a small part of what was left knew where exactly she was. What virtual routine she was forced into... it was just a geniusly created reality to keep her consciousness active. With out that. She may as well be offline but instead the empathic Cybervore was imprisoned beneath Garrus-9 inside a containment cell, where clamps held her in place.
From somewhere across the quiet laboratory came the sound of tapping. Now and then, she would become self aware to where she was, and that it was likely that she would event offline here. How long had it been?
Dry fluid - energon stained her face, where a lighter shade of fluid trickled from the corner of optics as tears would. No matter how much she tried to tap into that fainting bond... it seemed impossible to reach out to her Conjunx Endura - sparkmate.
Dimly glowing optics never did move. Not since she'd seemingly broke after the first three month cycles, so the last seven years where just spent staring aimlessly at nothing, if she could even see at all. Never had she moved or made a sound - and now a weak guttural gurggle rattled from Konig.
A singular optic rose from his alternate project to observe. Waiting for any movement that may occur, but after a minute there was nothing. This cued that it was safe enough to approach and check that no cables had come lose, other than that the Logicon knew of her small attempts to find help. It showed in the diagnostics in the data which monitored her health and kept her online.
Running his servo over the clamps, ensuring they where stable he brung that hand up to brush away the fresh fluids that tricked from her optics, curiously observing. "What do you see I do wounder." That cold monotony voice shattered the silence and drew a more clearer whine from the mind-trapped empathic.
"Endure. This will implement and free you, a final favour."
|| Quota, that life is a lie. Or should I say an artificial life is in play, not what I had in mind to start with. Buuuut, movies and thrillers have a major influence as much as music. Anyway thanks to Eilish's new song I made a plot twist! Siax, Konig aka Silverwolf/Skoll are both my OC characters.