AN: Ok..Here's part 3...It's just as sad as the last one...so...I'm sorry...but fortunately this will probably be the last one...If not then you'll know after I write this
So... with that being said:
I do not own Transformers...Hasbro does...but I do own NiteFire...so yeah...
In the minds of the humans, 2 years have passed since they caught the mechanical beasts. They had given up and asking just one question and decided to ask other questions that still cannot be answered by the two Cybertronians. Questions mainly concerning about the Autobots, which again to the humans was thought to be their entire race.
In the opposite room, with the studies of the more organic one, they have been forming their own. They plan on using the new beast as a weapon. Unfortunately they still need a spark, which they have yet to discover. Making this creature they used NiteFire's wings and armor, so the poor behemoth will never get them back without series training and work. The humans were also unable to keep his long snakelike tail down, so they eventually turned the beast over and cut the tail off at the base. To the humans luck it didn't grow back like they expected.
To the Cybertronians, time has lost it's meaning. Both lay bleeding and massively wounded on the slab of metal they were first forced on. Both were starving, both were unable to move from the lack of lubricant, and both have had near death experiences. Frenzy chained to the chair had lost all sense of mind watching their torture. Every time the scientist came in for a session, Frenzy would end up passing out before they even started.
The secretary of defense found out about the holding of these aliens and came immediately. Today was his visit, and he was not happy.
The broad old man raced in ready to tear Simmons head off. But his attention was caught by all of the black watery substance running down 2 giant slabs of metal. The man was focused on the large feet, with talons curved and toes curled in a hurt gesture, that seemed bigger than him and 4 other men standing on top of each other and holding flags as far out as their arms could reach. His attention was focused on those feet. They didn't move at all, not even a twitch of the toes.
"What are you doing Simmons? Do you just want to make those other aliens mad?" The man spat at the slightly smaller Simmons. He tried to speak, but was rudely interrupted by NiteFire attempting to move. "I want to see these things" The man said heading towards a ladder that lead to the closest one. Simmons tried to stop him but when the man reached the top of the ladder he saw a sight that any law enforcement office would cringe under and arrest all around. The large battered creature's skin had shrank out of the lack of lubricant and was taunt over the scrawny metal figure. Large scars were all over the beast and large gashes showing the metal frame were just as abundant as the scars. The metal slab was stained with what was thought to be oil.
He was appalled by the sight of the beast and he glanced over the one in front of him to look at the more familiar one not far by. From a distance it looked almost as banged up and beaten, but now where near as bad as the almost skeleton creature in front of him. He turned around and glared at Simmons. "What they hell are you thinking? These creatures deserve better. They saved our lives at one point, maybe not them, but the others did." The man shouted at Simmons who was stunned by this reaction. "I command you rejuvenate them and let them free." He said nearly falling down the ladder in anger. Simmons shook his head in disagreement. The man glared at him. "We can't let them go. They are suspected to have served that one called Megatron" Simmons whimpered.
"Well he's dead now so what does it matter on who they served"
"And they seem to have been attracted to this" Simmons said pointing and the now awake Frenzy. The man had recalled fighting this thing when they were trying to communicate with the air force, but that didn't make a difference to him. He couldn't hold a grudge. "I don't care what they wanted, why they wanted it, or who they served, I want them out of here! If they stay longer then they may think of the human race as a threat and destroy us all." The man said breathing down Simmons neck.
Just as his voice finished echoing over the room, the power suddenly just off. Men from the other room were shouting and running away from the room. "WHAT'S GOING ON!!!" Simmons shouted at one of the passing men. "The experiment just blew up!" The frightened scientist shouted as he ran off. Everything grew quiet as the men raced off into other rooms. Simmons would scold them later, he was more worried about the bonds that kept the beasts down. They were electric operated and without them, the creatures would escape.
A metal groaning filled the room as more unhealthy metallic sounds followed it. A pair of small glowing red eyes rose to it's full size. It was the better one of the 2 that was standing now. Frenzy excitedly moved around trying to break free of his chains. In his clicking and clattering that made no sense to the humans he was happily shouting "We're Free!!! We're Free!!!"
The second one started to move as well, but not under it's own will. Barricade had to lift the larger beast with what little strength he had left. NiteFire was placed as best as Barricade could do with an unconscious body larger than his. The power flickered back on as they saw the large black metal transformer with the larger one over his left shoulder. The man understood that they wanted the crazed creature next to them. With great hesitation he unchained Frenzy with Simmons protesting in the background. Frenzy leaped away from the chair and lead the wounded out of the facility.
After an hour of struggle Barricade finally reached a spot he found safe to rest. He gently put down his companion and wearily sat down next to him. He looked at Frenzy, who was happily dancing in the dirt. "We are not out of the woods yet. We still need to find help." Barricade said in between gasps of pain. Sirens and helicopters approached fast, but when they arrived, they didn't attack. Instead the gray haired man stepped out of one of the police cars and looked at Barricade, who returned the look. "We will be willing to escort you to the one like you who can help you restore your injuries." The man said as he stepped back into the police car. He looked over at NiteFire who's eyes were now open. "He wants to take us to Ratchet." The weary beast said. Both simultaneously stood up, but NiteFire leaned on Barricade as they began to walk behind the police escort. Helicopters flew ahead to get citizens out of the way and to summon the medical robot.
Sam was enjoying his day with Mikaela on the hood of Bumblebee. The others were not far by, in fact Optimus was sitting on a ledge gazing at the clouds passing overhead. The sound of helicopters was not an unfamiliar sound, but when they approached, Optimus quickly transformed into the large blue, red flamed diesel. The helicopters whooshed past the group and landed not far by. Sam jumped from the top of the car as he faced the familiar face of Simmons. "Were is the medical one of you? He said looking over all of the vehicles sitting in the grass. They all transformed and glared at a familiar face. "Please I beg of you..There are some injured creatures heading your way and they need help." He said looking at the familiar Optimus Prime, who bent down to eye level. "They are more?" Sam chimed in, but Optimus stopped him, he knew it wasn't an Autobot approaching. Simmons then began to explain the whole situation to the large mechs as well as Sam and Mikaela.
After the story, all were appalled and mouth agape from the shock. Ratchet looked at Optimus waiting for orders. "We will help them all we can, even if they are Deceptions." Optimus said at the entire group of Autobots. Sam jumped in the drivers side of the now transformed Camero and they both sped off to meet the wounded Deceptions and lead them to Ratchet. Night fell by the time Barricade, NiteFire, and Frenzy arrived in the town. A familiar yellow figure stood waiting for them along with a small human.
Sam's eyes widened as he recognized the black transformed police cruiser. "It's okay Sam. They couldn't possibly hurt you." Bumblebee squeaked. His voice modulator was still having difficulties functioning properly, but at least it was working. Sam looked at Bumblebee then back at the approaching group. Just when Sam thought Bumblebee was going to lead the group of police cars, helicopters and injured Cybertronians, he instead walked toward the group and took NiteFire's free arm and put it over his shoulder. Easing Barricade's joints from the transfer of weight.
After half an hour, the escort finally reached the prepared Ratchet, but he was not ready for the shock of his patients. Mikaela saw the wounded Deceptions and nearly cried for them. Bumblebee let go of NiteFire's arm and both transformers collapsed on the ground out of exhaustion. Ratchet began the repairs as soon as he could.
Months later NiteFire and Barricade had finally recovered physically from their torture. NiteFire's tail grew back and he was able to scrap up some old armor that he kept with Optimus. Barricade had twinges in his leg, but other than that he was in good shape. They thanked the Autobots for their generosity and hospitality and left promptly on a winter day in February. Where they were heading and what they were going to do, they didn't know. They just wanted to find a place to stop and gather their thoughts