Okay…so two readers, Evil Ratchet and twindragon-girl, gave me two ideas…so I decided to combined and continue the story! Hope y'all like it and thankz you two!
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers…I own Ledrater and all the other OCs!
Slowly, Stella Guard tried to get Red Alert to stand up. Her spark was twisting in regret and pain. It had been her fault for this, all of this. She wanted to scream to the heavens, to Primus, asking why must everything turn for the worst.
Red Alert, on the other hand, felt like his spark had been broken, and it could never be fixed. The one person he had ever truly loved, had both loved him and left him. He didn't know what to do, and he began to battle with his glitch for control of his mind. Everything had turned out for the worst.
"Come on Red…let's sit in the chair, okay?" she whispered, and he nodded, getting up. Both of them walked over and sat in each of the two chairs. Red Alert slumped forward, resting his helm in his propped up servos.
"Stella, everything is wrong now…and there is nothing I can do to get it back. I don't even know what I am going to do next…" the Security Director muttered. Stella Guard opened her dental plates to speak, but an explosion rocked the ship, sending both of them out of their chairs.
Red Alert pushed himself off the floor and asked, "What the-, what is going on?" He looked back at the monitors, and all of them were off. Instantly, he jumped up and ran out of the Monitor Room. The black and grey femme cried out to him.
"Red, Red Alert wait!"
The Lamborghini ran through the halls, passing others along the way. He reached the Labs and Med Bay and saw smoke coming out of them.
Oh no…fire…
At that instant, worry took over. He wondered if Ratchet, Wheeljack, and Perceptor had gotten out. Then he heard Inferno's voice coming from beyond the smoke. His spark began to beat faster hearing the firetruck's voice and then began to call out Inferno's name.
"Inferno, Inferno!"
The Security Director would have called the mech's name out again, but something clamped over his dental plates. He then began struggling, but something wrapped around his body. The thrashing continued.
"Red Alert, where are ya Red?"
The red and white mech stiffened at when his name was called.
Inferno…help me…please…
Then a voice whispered into his audio receptor, "Good, I'm finally found you, Prince Red Alert." The Lamborghini had only a nano-kilk for his optics to widened before pain explode in his chest. He gasped before the darkness of stasis took him. The attacker let him drop to the ground, and he said, "So long dear Prince-y…" A wicked chuckled followed, and footsteps began to lead away.
On the other side of the smoke, Inferno began to put the fire out. He then heard his name and replied. It was Red Alert, and the firetruck's spark fluttered in both regret and excite. After this, he would apologize. He couldn't stay away from the very mech he loved. It shouldn't matter who Red Alert was, only that he loved him.
After most of the fire had been put out, the firetruck ran through the smoke and made it to the other side. He was about to call for the Lamborghini, but stopped when he saw him on the ground, energon pooling from the wound in his chest. The firetruck's optics widened.
"Red…no…" he gasped, energon tears pooling in his optics. He fell to his knees and slowly brushed his digit against Red Alert's helm. "Red…no, you can't die…" Soon, the tears began to slide down his cheekplates. He then bowed over the body of the Lamborghini, sobbing.
The only mech he loved was dying, and nothing in the universe could stop it.
Inferno continued to sob, and so he didn't hear someone run up. The person knelt next to him, saying something, but all Inferno could think about was Red Alert.
On the other side of the smoke…
Stella Guard ran up to the mechs who were finishing putting out the fire. She spotted the medic and two scientists.
Then she asked, "Where is Red Alert?"
Ratchet turned and was about to reply her, when a voice from beyond the smoke yelled out for the CMO. It was First Aid.
"Ratchet, Ratchet, I need your help! Red Alert is injured!"
Both Ratchet's and Stella Guard's optics widened in horror. They looked at each other, then ran through the smoke. Once they reached the other side, they gasped at what they saw. Inferno was sitting off to the side, sobbing and calling out Red Alert's name. First Aid was turning the Security Director over.
Ratchet knelt down and asked, "What happened?"
The Protectobot replied, "Gun shot. Don't know who shot him, but someone did at close range…just barely missed his spark chamber." Ratchet nodded, then un-subspaced a repair kit. He quickly began working.
Stella Guard looked down at the Lamborghini, spark frozen in horror. Her charge, her people's Prince, was dying. The only person that she swore with her spark to protect was dying.
No…Red…no…
Slowly, she turned her gaze to the crying Inferno. Through the sobs, she could hear him muttered the Lamborghini's name. She was glad the firetruck still cared, but was saddened that the love was now short-lived if Ratchet couldn't repair Red Alert in time.
"Slaggit, I can't fully repair him with just a kit. I need a more tools and parts."
The black and grey femme looked back over at Ratchet, and her optics widened. They really were going to lose Red Alert. Inferno stared through the tears at the medics, and his spark felt ready to be pulled out.
Red…no…ya can't leave me…I'm sorry Red…I'm sorry, and I love ya…
More tears fell, and he shuttered his optics off.
Stella Guard's processor went blank. Her world began to crash down.
Memories from the past came back to her. She remembered playing with the young Prince on the place grounds. Hiding in the nooks of the castle, and sharing tales with each other. Red Alert had been her closet friend, and it was the same for him.
Now, there would be no more Red Alert. No more laughter, no more joy. Stella Guard bowed her head, and tears dropped.
There is nothing I can do…nothing…WAIT!
Instantly she jerked her helm up. There was something.
She glanced over to the younger medic and asked, "Medic, were are we?"
First Aid turned away from Ratchet and replied, "I think in the Terra-Sola system. Why?" Instantly, the black and grey femme turned and ran down the halls. She would help Red Alert, she wouldn't let him die.
Later On…
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Prowl asked, optic ridge raising. The top three Officers and Stella Guard were currently on the Control Deck, in front of Teletrann-1.
Stella Guar met his gaze, calm but shaking on the inside, "Yes. Your medic Ratchet said he didn't have the repair material and your Med Bay is gone. The only choice would be to go to Ledrater, since it is near, and get him healed there." The SIC and TIC looked at each other, then to the Commander. Optimus mulled over the only choice they had to save the Security Director and then decided.
"Alright, we will set a course to Ledrater," he replied, then turned to the large super computer. Stella Guard nodded and began giving out coordinates. Jazz and Prowl looked at each other behind Optimus's and Stella Guard's back, worriness in each others' optics. They hoped that Red Alert would be fine.
In Inferno's Room…
Inferno sat on the edge of his berth, helm in his servos, and was silently crying.
Red Alert…why…why…this has ta be a cruel joke from Primus…why ya…
He sniffed in air and lifted his helms out of his servos and sated at the wall, thinking the same though over and over. All he could think about was Red Alert, when they kissed, and the Lamborghini's bleeding body. It was cruel that this was happening, and just as he was about to go talk to the Lamborghini.
He couldn't stay mad, it must have been such a scary and tough decision for the Security Director to do. To tell him who he really was, to trust him so much, and then he ran out.
Inferno buried his helm in his servos once more and continued to cry.
Red Alert…I promise…if ya do, no when, ya awake, I'll tell ya…I'll apologize, I will never leave yar side…I promise…
Then, over the Intercom. System, the voice of Prowl was sent through.
'Will be shortly landing on Ledrater, all who are going on the squad will be comm.-ed immediately. If not comm.-ed, remain on the ship till the next lift off.'
A few seconds pass, and then the firetruck received a comm. He answered and replied that he would be in the hanger shortly. He won't fail Red, he would be there till the end. Inferno stood up, wiped the tears away, and walked out of his room.
On Ledrater…
They had alerted the small kingdom of their arrival and the reason behind it. They aimed for landing the ship in the barren field a good ways away from the castle, but not too far away. Instantly, when they touched down, they rushed out and were met with a squad and some medics.
"Let's hurry, the Prince doesn't have much time" said what would seemed to be the royal medic. The squad, consisting of just Optimus, Prowl, Ratchet, Stella Guard, and Inferno, nodded and loaded Red Alert up inside one of the medic. Then Stella Guard addressed the squad of guards.
"You five, when we reach the castle, will help me find out who did this. Understood?" she ordered, no emotion in her voice. She was the Captain, strong and emotionless. Then the guards, including Stella and the Autobots, transformed and began heading back to the castle, along with the medic.
The Castle Med Bay…
The Castle, itself, was relatively large, about five stories and several dozen football field large. The bricks that made it up with a soft hue of yellow and the panes and tower tops were crystals of shiny blues.
The convoy of cars drove through the gate in the grey stone wall surrounding the Castle. They drove up to the steps, then the Autobots and Guards transformed and eased Red Alert out of the medic. Then the medics transformed and began transported Red inside and left the others outside.
There was a pause, all was quiet, then Ratchet asked, "What are we waiting for?" Stella Guard hushed him, then someone approached the large Castle entrance and stood in the doorway.
The mech was relatively skinning, but the red armor made him bulkier. His under-armor was white and yellow. Upon his helm was a metal crown, three points and a red stone on the main point.
Instantly, the Guards bowed and muttered, "Your Highness, King Red Armor." The Autobots looked at each other and bowed as well.
"Royal Captain Stella Guard, who are these bots?" asked Red Armor. Stella Guard lifted her helm and glanced over at the mechs, then back at the king.
"These are the Autobots, who saved me when I was on mission. They were also…the mechs that his Highness Red Alert worked with, Your Highness."
Red Armor stroked his chin, humming in thought, then replied, "Very well, I would like to meet with you Stella Guard and the leader of the 'Autobots'." Stella Guard nodded, then motioned from Optimus to walk with her. The Prime nodded, and both headed towards the King, then inside.
Then, one of the white and grey Guards turned and spoke with the rest of the Autobots, "Follow me, and I will show you to the guest rooms you may stay in here while the young Highness is getting repaired." All of the Autobots nodded and began walking into the Castle as well.
While walking through the long yellow hallways, Inferno kept thinking about Red Alert.
Please Red Alert…be okay…please be okay…
Okay…I do have this planned out…it is going to be a total of 4 chapters long…and the others I am working on!
Hope y'all liked it!
REVIEW!!
PEACE OUT GIRL SCOUT!!