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He slipped through the halls, quietly and quickly. Thankfully, there were no cameras here like there were on the Ark. He paused before a corner, listening.
It had been a cycle(day) since he had been at Castle, and hadn't heard from either his other Officers, Inferno, or Stella Guard. Every time he wished to see them, he was turned down. Now he was going to find them himself.
Now…where are they…probably in the east wing…that is where the guest rooms are…
The Lamborghini rounded the corner and hurried down the hall. He just couldn't keep caught now, he was so close in finding the others. He skidded to a halt at another intersection and listened. The left is to the Throne Room, ahead would be to the East Wing of the Castle, and to the right would be to the Study and Library. Red Alert peeked around the corner towards the Throne and spotted something moving. He focused closer and saw that it was a black armored mech, who slipped into the Throne Room.
Odd…that is not the colors of the Guards…hmmm…
The Security Director waited a bit, then snuck down the hallway towards the Throne Room.
His glitch rose up, warning him of surprises and spies. His paranoia was high too. Why was there a strange colored mech running around?
Red Alert stopped at the door and listened in, thanks to his acute hearing. Inside, he heard a conversation going on.
"My Lord, they are wondering and questioning where he is?" said, Red Alert could only guess, the black mech.
"Are they now? Well just make sure they don't leave. We will get rid of all of them after Red Alert is…disposed of" came the voice of Red Armor.
"Yes, My Lord."
"Also, please check up the ones in the cells."
"Alright, My Lord."
Red Alert back up, optic widened in horror. Did he hear correctly? Red Armor wished to 'dispose' of him. Inside of his processor, his glitch wailed, telling him to run, to leave, and to get away.
No…I have to save my friends…I have to save Inferno most of all!
Also, another thought popped into his worried processor. Who were in the cells? He needed to know and to save them. He prayed to Primus that it wasn't Inferno.
The Lamborghini then turned and ran down the halls. He knew where the cells were and began to formulate plans to get him and his allies out of the Castle and away from here. He never wanted to come back, and this was a very good reason why.
Red Alert had traveled down several more hallways, and soon skidded to a stop in front of a door. It looked just like the others, but he knew what was behind this one. He carefully reached out and opened it, preparing for the worst. He would save whoever was in there and hurry to get the others out as well. His spark beat wildly, and his servo gripped the handle and opened.
No one was down the hall, so he took this opportunity to hurry down it. The dim lights that which were lining the walls casted a faint glow on his red and white armor. His spark pulsed with nervousness and courage. Inside his processor, he was pushed back his glitch, which screamed for him to turn back and leave. He had to do this, Red Alert had to save them.
The Security Director came upon the cells and began to slow down. He was now hurriedly walking, looking into all the cells for a sign of anyone. Once he reached one that was occupied and spotted the person inside, his tanks nearly lurched out its contents.
It was Stella Guard, beaten and bleeding. She was in stasis most likely, and he called out her name.
"Stella…Stella please, can you hear me? I came to get you out of here."
He began to try to open the cell, at which Stella was soon dragged back into consciousness.
She slowly looked up and muttered, "Red…Red no, you have to get out of here. Red Armor wishes to kill you…"
"I know…but I have to get you out of here…"
His words were stressed as he tried with all his might to break the lock. His faceplate scrunched up in frustration as he kept trying.
Stella Guard looked up at him with her one good optic and said, "Red…forget about me…you have to get Inferno out…"
Instantly, Red Alert stopped his attempts at the lock, his optics widened in horror.
No…Inferno…you can't be in here…
"Wh-where is he Stella?" he asked, stuttered on some words. The black and grey femme slowly pointed to the cell across, and the Lamborghini turned his helm and saw it. Slowly, he stood up and walked over to the other cell. He fell to his knees and reached into the other cell. "Inferno…" he softly called out.
The firetruck was chain to the wall, helm bowed. He had minor dents and cuts, energon slowly trickling from some.
"Inferno…" the red and white mech called out again. His spark twisted in horror and pain. The person he loved with all his spark, was just out of his reach. "Inferno!"
Slowly, the firetruck's helm lifted up, and his blue optics met Red's.
"Red…" he muttered, disbelief was shown on his faceplate. A single tear ran down the Security Director's faceplate, and he nodded. "Red…move…" Confusion flashed across Red Alert's faceplate.
"What…" was all he got out, before someone pulled him away from the cell and slammed his against the bars of another. Servos were gripped around his neck, and he stared into the faceplate of the black armored mech.
"Looks like curiosity will kill a Prince" the mech said, chuckling as well. Red Alert struggled against the other mech, clawing at the servos, but nothing worked. He heard both Inferno, just beyond the mech, call out his name, and Stella, in the cell behind him, do the same. He continued to struggle, but nothing was working. Then the mech leaned forward and whispered into the Lamborghini's audio receptors, "To bad I don't get a try at killing you…again…"
Red Alert's optic widened when the realization hit him. So, this was the mech that shot him. He struggled harder now, but the mech began to dig his digits into his neck line, and he soon found the right cable and pulled. Soon, unconscious took hold of him, and his body went limp.
Little Later…
The voice of his glitch wailed in the darkness of his mind, telling him to move. Then his body instantly reacted, and he was thrown awake.
Red Alert managed to throw himself out of the way of a sword blade. He looked up at the wielder and stared at him, spark beating fast.
It was his Red Armor, scowling. The crowned mech pulled the sword up and straighten his body.
"Well, it seems that little glitch of yours comes in handy after all, cousin."
The other's mech voice was filled with disgust and hatred, all of which was aimed at Red Alert.
"Why?" the Security Director simply asked, optics now pleading for some answers. He didn't want this to happen. Why was this happening?
"Why?" Red Armor repeated mockingly, "Why? Because of you joyous return, you are still the rightful ruler, and I am NOT GIVING UP MY CROWN!" Soon, the other mech charged at Red Alert, who managed in the nick of time to dodge to the blow and appeared behind Red Armor.
"Stop this Red Armor…I don't want the crown. I don't want anything of this" Red Alert pleaded, then gestured to the all of the Castle. It was the truth. He didn't want this life. He wanted his old life, a life where he protected and watched over everyone. A life with Inferno as his lover. Not a boring and meaningless crowned life.
Red Armor spun around and growled, "I don't believe you!" He charged again, sword raised, and Red Alert had less time to dodge this time around.
"Please, stop this" Red Alert pleaded again. Red Armor turned back and glared at Red Alert. The red and white mech's pleading optics stared right back.
Also, while this staring match was going on, Red Alert caught a figure in his peripheral vision. The figure was in the shadows, aiming some sort of weapon at them.
Soon Red Armor charged again, drawing the Security Director's attention back to him. But this time, Red Alert didn't move. Time slowed down, and Red Armor drew near, and the shadowed figured aimed the weapon. The glitch in Red Alert processor screamed for him to move, to do something.
But what could he do? He couldn't change Red Armor's mind, and he knew no one was going to get out of this alive? So, Red Alert just gave up. There was nothing he could do. He just prayed he would see Inferno at the Well of All Sparks.
I love you Inferno…
Then the blade pierced his abdomen, and a shot rang out. Red Alert's world began dark.
A ghostly-like voice penetrated the darkness of his subconscious, calling out to him, "Red…..Red….Red…Red, please wake up." The voice sounded familiar, but distinct.
Then slowly, he did actually begin to awake. The world of darkness of his mind began to fade away to light and colors. The present began to reveal itself.
"Red, I'm…I'm so glad ya are fine and alright…"
The Security Director looked over and saw the worried faceplates of the one mech he loved. Inferno stared back, worriness showed both his faceplates and optics.
The Lamborghini stared in disbelief and muttered, "In...Inferno?" The firetruck nodded, optic fluids pooling.
"Yeah, it's me Red…"
Slowly, the red and white mech slide up into the seated position and soon realized where he was. He was now currently back in his suite in the Castle. Red Alert glanced around his room, then met Inferno's gaze.
The red mech bit his lower dental plate and glanced down, then back up to Red. His spark pulse and beat wildly in his spark chamber. It said to hold the one he loved dearly, to never let anything ever happen to him again. Also, it pulse with pain and regret as well. He blamed himself for not being able to protect Red when the Lamborghini needed him. He had run away, like a coward. Inferno dropped his gaze on Red Alert and bowed his head.
Red Alert stared at the other, spark and mind racing and telling him different things. Pain, regret, love, and hurt all swirled. His glitch was sparking up, saying that Inferno didn't love him anymore. That he was here to tell him that he didn't love him. The Lamborghini didn't know what was right, but he did know that he loved Inferno.
"Inferno," Red Alert whispered, then reached over and placed a servo against one of the other mech's cheekplate, "I'm sorry."
Inferno slowly looked up, optics widened in surprise. Red Alert was sorry? For what? He should be the one that was sorry. He left before the Security Director could explain himself.
"No Red," Inferno replied, shaking his helm, "I'm tha one that should be sorry. I ran out and left ya before ya could explain just who you were," he looked away, "can ya eva forgive meh?"
Now, it was Red Alert's turn for his optics to widen. Inferno was sorry? It made his spark twist in pain, but he knew one thing, Inferno did care. He had to, he had apologized.
"Inferno, can you look at me?"
The firetruck turned his gaze back on Red Alert and stared at the other mech.
"Yes, Red?"
"I forgive you, but I should have told you before-hand who I was. I was just…scared. Scared, you wouldn't accept or…" Red Alert looked away this time, "love me for being a prince." Now, it was Inferno who placed a servo on the side of Red Alert's helm and slowly pulled the Lamborghini's gaze to him.
He then replied, "I will always love ya Red…" The firetruck leaned closer, gaze set only on his lover's beautiful sky blue eyes, "now and forever, whoever you may be." Then, their dental plates brushed against each other, and Inferno slowly wrapped his servos around Red Alert, holding him as the kiss continued. The red and white mech slowly reached around and held Inferno close to him as well. They remained like this for, what seemed like an eternity. Then, slowly, they broken apart, and continued to just stare into each other's optics. A smiled was on their faceplates.
Finally, they were at peace. They were in love and together at last.
"I love you" they murmured together in unison, and the warm smile grew.
A Couple Days Later…
"Red Armor has been locked away, your Highness."
Red Alert, who was seated in the throne and had the royal crown upon his helm, looked to his right and nodded.
"Thank you Royal Captain Stella Guard."
The black and grey femme nodded back, smiling. After Prowl, who had been the one to escape for the rooms and snuck into the Throne Room, shot Red Armors, temporarily injuring the mech, the others Autobots came to the rescue. Ratchet managed to repair Red Alert just in time, and then the medic also repaired Stella Guard.
The entire squad of Guards was kneeling before the Lamborghini, ready for orders.
"What are your orders?" called out one the Guards.
Red Alert, paused, then replied, "Find those you conspired with my traitorous cousin. Bring them here so they may face the punishment of attempt at taking the royal life." The Guard nodded and lifted up helm up. He glanced over to Stella Guard, who nodded for them to go, which they did.
"What now Red?"
The young Prince, not King, glanced over to his left and met the concern looks of his fellows Officers. It had been Inferno, the mech he loved with all his spark, who had asked.
"Well Inferno, there really is one only choice for me" he replied, looking back forward.
"Is that, you staying here Red Alert?" asked Optimus. Red Alert sighed and stood up.
"That would be the choice which would seem to be the most logical choice, but there is another…"
Now, the five Autobots' and Captain's optic ridges rose in confusion. Just what did he mean?
"I could" he began slowly, "give up the crown and step down from power."
"But Red!" cried Stella Guard, taking a step closer to the Lamborghini, "who would-I mean, it is your rightful heir. You must…" The red and white mech turned to the femme and shook his helm.
"No, I must not do anything, it is a choice, which I am making."
"Red Alert," this time it was Prowl, "you don't have to return if you don't want to. We will understand your choice of action and not hold it against you." Now, the Security Director turned his helm towards the SIC and shook his helm once more.
"I want to remain on board the Ark, to be a Security Director. I believe I would serve a better purpose there, then here."
"But Red-I mean Your Highness, who would rule? Who would bear the crown and rule the people?" Red Alert turned back to his old friend and smiled.
"There is only one person I know that is fit for ruling…you."
Stella Guard's optics widen in shock. Her mouth gapped opened. The Autobots were also astonished as well.
"M-m-me? Red, you c-c-can't be s-s-serious?"
"Oh, but I am…" he replied, taking a step closer to the femme, and reached with both servos to the crown upon his helm, "may you kneel, Stella?" The femme nodded and dropped to one knee. Red Alert lifted the crown up, then brought it down upon the femme's helm. "Now, you will rule for me. You are the new ruler, Queen Stella Guard. Arise." The black and grey femme slowly stood back up and stared at her long time friend and charger.
"Red, I…thank you."
She hugged him, who hugged her back, then broke apart, smiling. She glanced over to the others and flashed them a smile as well. They replied the smile.
Then, Red Alert turned and addressed his fellow Autobots, "I think we should be returning…" The others nodded, and Red took one last look Stella Guard.
"Good-by, Red."
"Good-bye, Stella."
Then the four Autobots headed out the Caste. The new Queen watched them leave, smiling and tears of joy sliding down her cheek.
Thank you Red…I hope you live a long and peaceful life…thank you…
While they walked out, Inferno had his servo around his lover, glancing down and smiling. Red Alert glanced up and replied the smile.
Thank you Stella…you helped me find peace and love…thank you…
Later On…
They were resting on the berth in Inferno's room. Red Alert was sitting in front of the firetruck, who had his servos around the smaller mech in a protective and loving way.
"Love ya" Inferno said the small mech, who smiled and replied with the same phrase.
"Love you as well."
Red Alert snuggled closer to the firetruck and rested in the warm love of the other mech. Now he had someone to love, to hold him save, to protect him. And he loved the other just as much. The Lamborghini shuttered his optics off and slowly fell into peaceful recharge.
Soon, Inferno did the same. He would always protect Red, no matter what happen or who the Security Director truly was. It didn't matter to him. The only thing that mattered was that he loved Red, and Red loved him.
Royalty is both a gift and a curse…just sometimes both can be beneficial…
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