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I must warn you that things is this chapter get a little gory. I'm totally squeamish around blood so I'm actually impressed that I got through that scene without reacting but I'm warnin' ya now. This chapter is very dark at some scenes.
Chapter Eighteen: Of Chaos and Calculation
( 3rd POV. Decepticon Base)
Megatron sat on his throne, staring down at his long, dangerous claws. Soundwave was soundlessly typing away at the monitor in front of him, and it was quiet. But Megatron didn't want silence. No, he wanted sounds, preferably the screams of Autobots, to fill the suffocating silence swelling in his helm. Irritated, he slammed his curled fist down on his throne, the metal on metal contact echoing out loudly in the quiet command center.
Megatron was tired of waiting. He knew where their precious base was, and wanted nothing more than to kill every last living thing on it. The silence was driving him mad, and it took his processors to dark corners he hasn't been to in a very long while.
Luckily, a distraction appeared.
The door quickly swiped open, and it walked the sleek, Second In Command Seeker. Megatron rolled his optics, but was grateful for the distraction. "What do you want, Starscream?"
"Lord Megatron," Starscream's horrible voice rasped, "I have good news. We have found a nice, rich energon mine."
Megatron's optics flashed, "Did you?"
Starscream nodded, his chin lifted up arrogantly, "Yes! And it was all my doing!"
Megatron had the urge to roll his optics again, but refrained himself as he leaned forward some on his throne, "Then why are you still standing here? Go pick the mine clean."
Starscream froze for a split second, and Megatron's keen optics picked up on it instantly.
All evidence of pride and arrogance vanished as Starscream looked at the ground, "Um, about that my Lord..."
"What is it?" Megatron inquired.
"This energon mine is right on top of human population in a place called Kenewick in Washington."
Megatron was up before Starscream knew it, and his claws were around his neck, squeezing with just enough pressure that Strascream began to wheeze and choke. But he didn't care as he leaned in very menacingly and whispered in a deep, gritty tone, "Do you think I care about the miserable population on this planet?" Starscream managed to shake his head vehemently, but Megatron just leaned in even more closely, "You will detonate the city and you will get me that energon, Starscream."
He nodded frantically, and finally Megatron released his death-grip on Starscream's neck. The Seeker dropped to the ground instantly, coughing and heaving for air that his systems desperately needed at the moment.
"Do not fail me." Megatron said casually, walking back to his throne.
"I-I...will not." Starscream's raspy voice whispered.
(Charlie's POV)
I turned a corner, looking around carefully for the silver twin. I knew he was around here somewhere. There was the small noise of something dropping to the ground, and I froze before turning around, expecting him to jump out from wherever he was hiding.
There was no one there.
I sighed, "Alright, Sideswipe, I'm not gonna chase you anymore. You can come out now."
There was no response. A cold feeling came over me, turning my blood icy cold, and I shivered involuntarily. I tugged my sleeves down, and continued walking. The dreaded cold feeling was only rising, and so did the paranoia.
"S-Sideswipe?" I stuttered.
My question was answered by a metallic hiss, and then a pair of crimson eyes came to life, and all the blood felt like it was being drained from my body. No, not this again. This time I managed to get out a shriek of terror, turning on my heel to run off bust before I could even take a step, I felt the Brid-Con's body tackle me back to the ground, chuckling darkly.
No, no!
In desperate attempt to get away from him, I started clawing at the ground, moving my waist from side to side to ry and get him off me. It worked for a second, as I felt him tumble to the ground with a startled sound, and I tried to push myself back up to my feet, but crumpled back to the ground with a yelp of pain as I felt his dagger-like claws dig into the back of my calves, piercing through the skin and dragging me backwards, down to the darkly lit hallway.
"No!" I screamed, tears gathered in the corner of my eyes.
And to think this day was actually starting off pretty good.
"What did we talk about my plaything? Silence." Bird-Con crooned in a sickly sweet voice as he continued to drag me down the hall. I screamed again, clawing at the ground to stop him, I could feel warm liquid dribbling down my calves.
"Ah," He sighed in delight, "The scent of blood. Such a delightful fragrance."
I felt his claws sink in deeper, and I let out another pained shriek.
"Stop screaming, and I will stop stabbing you." He intoned happily, and I bit down on my lip hard to cut off my anguished screams. "There, that's better." He said, finally letting go of my legs, and shutting a heavy door before locking it. I immediately scrambled off my back and to the closet wall I could find before pulling my aching legs up to my chest.
Tiny holes were in my pale skin, seeping out thin trails of blood. Because of all my struggling, the blood was smeared all over the back of my legs and it stained the top of my socks. It also smeared on the back of my thighs, but I could care less. I was too busy shivering in front of the metallic Bird-Con.
"W-what do you want from me?" I managed to hiss at him.
He was perched on top of the door, staring down at me with those piercing red eyes, "Nothing really, just some company."
"S-So you attack me in the hallway?" I glared at him.
His large wings spread out as he jumped and swooped down to the floor, before tucking his metallic wings back again. He walked over to me, with that sadistic, creepy grin on his face, and I wrapped my arms tighter around myself. He snickered at me, his claws making a sharp metallic clink sound as he crossed the floor and was right next to me.
"Stay away from me!" I shouted, my legs sprang out and kicked him with as much force as I could muster.
He let out a surprise squawk, as he flew backwards and hit the wall. Obviously, he was not expecting that, and a tiny sense of satisfaction came from being able to kick him so far. But that tiny satisfaction of victory vanished when he got up, not seconds later, and glared at me in a way that made me want to jump out of my own skin.
"You should not have done that." He hissed venomly, before lunging at me with a speed faster than light.
My head slammed on the ground hard, and I put my hands up to shield my face from his attack. I felt something slice through my arms, and white-hot agony rushed through my veins as I let out a howled pain before looking at the inside of my arms. Long, streaks of blood dripped out from my wrists to my elbow, and I was thankful that the Bird-Con didn't severe an artery. But my gratefulness was short-lived as I felt him slash at my cheek, and my head was jerked to the right as aching pain swirled with agony and fear buzzed in my head.
My arms were shaking, but I managed to weakly push him off me, and he glared at me, but thankfully didn't attack again.
He was right, I really shouldn't have kicked him.
The inside of my arms were still oozing blood, and so was my calves. Luckily, his scratches on my cheek weren't drawing any blood, but they still hurt liked hell. In fact, my whole body hurt liked hell. The scent of my blood filling the small room made me nauseous, and bile rose in my throat. I turn to my side and threw up, which was very hard and painful since I didn't have any breakfast. But eating was the last thing on my mind.
The Bird-Con tsked as he circled me, "Poor little human plaything."
I hugged myself tightly, not caring at all that I was still bleeding and I was going to stain my t-shirt. "L-Leave me alone." I whispered weakly as another shiver ran over me. I was starting to feel cold, really cold, and my heart was pounding, but my head was getting light. The mechanical beast in front of me began to blur and distort itself, and I wasn't sure if it was real or just my hysteria finally kicking in.
"I am enjoying you a lot," The Bird-Con intoned, even though his figure was still distorted, I could hear his gritty voice, "Maybe I'll take you back with me once my mission here is complete. Wouldn't that be fun?"
No. It would not be fun.
"S-Sideswipe..." I murmured weakly, before my vision turned to darkness.
The next time I woke up, I was in the civilian's hallway. In fact, I was right next to my door. I jumped with a terrified shriek, my heartbeat quickened and my lungs burned as I breathed, faster and faster. I knew by this time I was hyperventilating, and I buried myself in my hands as tears streamed down my cheeks. Flashes of those cold, taunting crimson optics appeared in my mind, along with my terrified screams, and the pain. Oh the pain...it was unbearable. The both emotional, physical, and mental pain that wicked Decepticon brought me, it was enough to make me go insane. I pulled myself into a tight ball, ignoring the aching pain from both my legs and arms, and rocked myself gently.
Finally, I heard footsteps come rushing down the hall, and a loud gasp that sounded familiar, along with familiar Cybertronian swearing.
"Charlie! What the hell?" Jenna's voice drifted in the air, but I didn't look up, I just wrapped myself tighter into my ball. Protecting myself from the nightmares that live in the dark...or, at least trying to.
Another body was next to me, "Holy frag! Charlie, what happened to you?"
It was Sideswipe!
I looked up the tears blurring my vision, and I shakily wiped them away. Siddeswipe and Jenna's faces looked absolutely horrified, especially as they took in my appearance. And the blood, all the blood dried to my clothes and running down my arms and legs.
"What...What the..." Jennna trailed off as her face paled.
Sideswipe looked even worse as he seemed to zone out for a few seconds before he blinked and he leaned down to pick me up.
"No..." I mumbled weakly.
"Shh," He shushed me softly, putting a finger to my lip, "I'm taking you to Ratchet right now."
"Shadows," I mumbled weakly, trying to pull him but my hands were too weak and shaky, "Danger...Sideswipe!"
"Charlie, you got to calm down," Sideswipe soothed, he leaned in close to my ear, "Don't worry, you're safe with me."
Another tear ran down my cheek, "Bird...Con..." I whispered before my vision went dark again.
(Sideswipe's POV)
"Bird...Con..." Charlie whispered as another tear ran down her cheek, and my spark clenched. Her eyes then closed and her head fell to the side.
"Charlie!" Jenna shrieked in fear.
"She just passed out." I informed her quickly, even though my spark was thrumming a mile a minute. ::Ratchet! You're going to have to meet us in the hallway! She just fainted!::
::I'm on my way:: was Ratchet's response, and then the comm was off.
I stared back, at Charlie's poor, terrified expression as she slept.
"I thought she was behind me," I muttered, "I thought she was behind me. Then she disappeared, and...now she's at her door and she's hurt, badly."
"She's loosing a lot of blood." Jenna said, looking down worriedly at the pale girl limp in Sideswipe's arms. "H-How could this happen? Who would want to hurt Charlie?"
I froze for a split second, and it the dreadful answer hit me like a slap to the face.
Sunstreaker would.
Anger consumed me, as I slammed the twin bond shut. How could he do this to Charlie?! Just because she was a human who was my friend?!
"I'm gonna kill him." I growled out.
"What?" Jenna asked, looking back at me.
"I'm gonna kill him." I growled again, trying to calm my rising anger.
Finally, we were near Ratchet's Med Bay, and his eyes widened as he took in the sight of Charlie.
"What in Primus happened?!" He snapped.
"I-I don't know. She disappeared for a long time and then when we found her, she was outside her room, screaming and crying." I explained quickly.
"She's lost a lot of blood, she's going to need a transfusion and some stitches." Ratchet grabbed Charlie from me, and my spark thrummed wildly in anger as an odd possessive feeling came over me. For some reason, I didn't want her in Ratchet's arms when she was like that, I wanted to keep her in mines. And I wanted to keep her safe and warm, and tell her that she had nothing to worry about.
I brought her here to keep her safe, and I failed.
I couldn't stop her from getting hurt, and the worst part is that it was by my own twin brother. The all-consuming anger flared up at me again, and I turned around, slamming the doors of the human Med Bay open, and stalking off angrily.
Sunny hurt Charlie.
That was unacceptable.
Okay, yeah I know she just made up with Sides and things were starting to get better for Charlie and I had to go and mess it all up. But don't sharpen your pitchforks just yet! This is all necessary to the upcoming plot! I promise.
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