Sideswipe, now sitting on the revealed newcomer's recharge bed, was looking up into the yellow optics of the exposed femme. Primus, I wonder what could've made Break-MIDI, Midi leave a safe place and join the Decepticons?! he wondered. I mean, I DID leave my post to come to Earth and be with Blurr, but . . . wait . . . was she in love with a Decepticon?!?! And why am I thinking that way about Blurr again?! Sideswipe's optics became wide with confusing wonder from the first question, then with angst as he mentally kicked himself in the face. Midi took a seat next to the young Autobot, sighing depressingly. Maybe, since she's a girl, she could understand my feelings for Blurr! But before Sideswipe had a chance to talk, Midi seemed to finally be prepared to tell her past.
"As much as you may think, where Optimus put me was not a safe place," she began. "The guards that were assigned to 'protect' the femmes were lechers, perverts and slimy. They thought, since they're assignment was so simple, that they were getting bored too easily, and needed to be entertained . . ." Her voice trailed off as Sideswipe imagined the scarring story that the femme before him was telling him. "It all started when I, along with the rest of the femmes, were being relocated to a safer place, due to information that the Decepticons were going to attack in our former region . . ."
FLASHBACK
The infamous Autobot protectors leered over the femmes in their protection. Midi, along with seven other femmes, was at that current moment in a safe bay in the ship that was taking them to a new location for safety precautions, with the protection of four strong, able-bodied Autobots watching over them. One of them, unfortunately the biggest and the highest-ranking, decided that he was bored, and didn't want to give up a good opportunity to be entertained. "Hey!" he barked, startling most of the femmes, "Since we're being SO generous as to protecting you femmes from the evil hands of the Decepticons, why don't you repay us?"
"H-How do you consider we do that?" one of the femmes asked nervously. Midi, who was sitting up against the wall away from the rest of the femmes, watched intently.
"Well, you see," the overgrown pervert began, "I'm a bit bored, and I'm guessing the rest of you are as well." He looked around to his fellow soldiers and then to the femmes, all of which were agreeing. "Any of you have any suggestions of how we could maybe live-up the mood a bit?" The femmes didn't have any suggestions, and neither did the Autobot's fellow operatives. "Well, how about this?" he implied as he leaned in to one of the femmes and viciously tore at the femme's lips with a violet kiss.
The femme pushed away, screaming. Midi, horrified, stood up and ran over to the power-hungry Autobot, along with his fellow soldiers. The other, smaller Autobots tried to pull their commander away from the panicking femme, where Midi ran over and roundhouse kicked the lecherous Autobot in the face! After watching the big pervert fall back and pinning his troops under him, Midi turned around to see the horror and fear in the poor femme's face. The others were around her, trying to comfort her in her time of shock and terror. The same face was on the other femmes as well: sheer terror, confusion, and shock. It was at that moment, that Midi decided that she would never have that look on her face. Ever.
FLASHBACK
"Whoa . . ." was the only thing that Sideswipe could utter out of his mouth after hearing such a surprising and life-changing story. How could an Autobot act so horribly to a femme? I can see a Decepticon pulling a stunt like that, sure, but an Autobot? Once the blue and silver Autobot had a grasp on the fact that the person from the story was in front of him, he decided to ask the question which wracked his spark since he saw her without the mask. "But Midi, why'd you join the Decepticons?"
Sighing, Midi put a hand to her face, massaging her forehead from the pain of recollecting the images that changed her life. "Because Decepticons are safer than Autobots" she replied flatly. She removed her hand and looked Sideswipe square in the face, deep into his yellow optics. His optics are so much like mine . . . she thought. Mentally kicking herself in the face, she turned away and rejoined her story.
"The ship crash-landed from a Decepticon attack. I found myself separated from the other femmes, and heard screams. I feared the worst, so I climbed up into the air ventilation system on the ceiling and waited. When I didn't hear any activity, I got down and slowly made my way out of the ship. Down the hall, I found an Autobot soldier on the ground with his mask torn off." Midi looked towards the face-plate that was resting on her desk, along with her helmet. She moved some of her sleek, metallic-like "hair" out of her face and looked ahead at the wall. "He wasn't dead, and I guessed that he thought I was the only femme that wasn't taken. I tried to help him the best I could, but instead of aiding himself from death, he begged me to but his mask on. He took off his helmet and but it on my head; the same one that's over there," she pointed to the said helmet on the desk, "and told me to keep safe. That was the last thing he said . . ."
"I decided that the best way to stay hidden from an enemy was to be in plain sight," Midi said, smirking slightly. "Until I discovered how cruelly Megatron was treating the Minicons. He needed them for strength and power, and he treated them like scrap! I wouldn't stand for it. That was when I left the Decepticons and enlisted to the Autobots. Oh, before I forget," she said, standing up and walking over to her desk, "I think you better give Optimus this." She tossed something to Sideswipe, who quickly reacted and caught the said object. He opened his palm and gasped at the object before him. Looking up to a smirking Midi, he stood up and hugged her like he hugs his Bro, Hotshot. She growled with defiance, but gave in, hugging the young Autobot back.
"Tell Optimus it's from Breaker, would you? I'm putting a lot of trust in your hands right now . . ." she informed. With a nod, Sideswipe left the room and made his way to the command room. I've got a feeling I can trust this Autobot more than the other's think they both thought with a smile.