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(I won't be able to update next week so I am posting this chapter now. And I want to thank everybody who has reviewed and faved it, I am glad you are enjoying it! I apologize for any spelling mistakes in advance!)
-Frenzy-
Frenzy had been put down in a kitchen; apparently the man that had swiped him lived in a pretty nice part of town. When the man left the room he unfolded and immediately was scrabbling for purchase on the polished marble patterned top. He chattered to himself once he heard the man go out the door again. Opening drawers and cupboards for anything interesting to swipe. His only concern was the large goldfish that swam leisurely in the classical bowl shaped tank, directly by the sink. He mock lunged at it to see what it would do, only to shriek in terror when the thing blew some air bubbles, the creepy staring eyes watching him blankly as he scrambled for the opposite door out of the kitchen. Then as Frenzy watched wearily, peeking around the door, the goldfish returned to swimming around and around, only pausing to stare at him when he made to enter the kitchen again.
With a dark scowl Frenzy muttered a curse in Cybertronian and stalked around the house of the man, leaving the demon goldfish in its domain. He supposed it was like Barricade, harmless one second, dangerous the next. He flicked through the CD rack hissing in distaste at the music before finding a wayward laptop and hacking into it. He clapped his second pair of hands gleefully as he hacked his way into files and then into a government site, data flashing wildly across the screen as Frenzy's four optics followed the information religiously as it scrolled past. He paused on one screen, neck shifting backwards as he gazed sceptically at the images. "D-d-d-decepticons" he muttered putting the computer down and going to find a pen-drive. The purple insignia glowed upon the screen, in the shape of the Fallen's head.
The small spy chirred spitefully as he shredded the computer bag to reach the small silver pen-drive, it was flimsy in his hands slipping between his talon like fingers making him curse as it slipped out of his grasp for the fourth time as he struggled to get it into the USB port. He finally jammed it in and immediately went about downloading all the information on Cybertronians from the database, deleting the information as he went for some fun. He cackled gleefully when the firewalls finally kicked in just as he left the government site, using his connection with Barricade to sub-space the pen-drive.
Frenzy left the house after that, making it outside and onto the roof just as the man came home again. He scampered over the roof and peered over the edge cursing his luck that the man lived on the fifteenth floor of an apartment block. He scowled and sat down crossing his limbs in a sulk. Barricade was going to have his head.
He looked up as he heard the rumble of jets engines seeing a blue jet with a black and purple one streak across the sky coming straight at him, to his surprise they transformed and landed before him looking down at him, clearly about as impressed as he was about them, which to say wasn't very much. "F-f-f-frag o-off" he grumbled in his shaky speech.
"Aww cute, thing has some bolts I'll give it that" sneered the purple and black seeker reaching for him. Frenzy reacted; his blades popping forward and swiping instinctively across the hand of his would be assailant.
The jet snarled in pain yanking his hand away as the blue jet raised an optic ridge. "Seems to keep you at bay though 'warp"
"Shut up, Megatron said to take whatever has been causing trouble to him, so here it is. Let's take it to him" the hurt seeker snapped back
Frenzy sniggered "'Cade will kill you" he said proudly in his less fragmented vocabulary
"I'll take my chances" said the blue jet as the other winked out of existence. The hacker leapt to his feet with a surprised squawk; the other jet was just like Skywarp from home! He growled, readying his throwing disks and backing up towards the edge of the building again. He heard the sound of thrusters as the other suddenly appeared behind him making a dive for his thin frame. He ducked, flattening himself to the ground as the seeker soared over him.
With a curse he dived over the edge and back into the window he had escaped from. He scrambled back into the kitchen just as the man he had been picked up by walked out into the living room, "What the hell happened to my computer bag!" he heard the human cry as he folded himself down opposite the demon goldfish again. Damn stupid jets Frenzy grumbled to himself Barricade was going to have his aft.
-Barricade-
Barricade snarled as he pressed down on the Autobot. The Praxian actually let out a growl and then in a surprise move swept his legs out from under him with a firm kick. He landed on his back, his tiny doorwings spreading wide so as not to get crushed under his weight as the other backed away to get some space between them. He scowled and rolled over and into a crouch, one hand already up to transform into his flail. He growled lowly, baring his fanged denta as parts shifted and extended into the spiked flail that had torn the faces and bodies of many an enemy, the spikes of the flail beginning to spin wildly creating a chainsaw noise. He flexed the weapon, cracking it against the ground like a whip creating a flash of sparks that lit up his black and white body in a brief reflective shine as the rotating metal protrusions clashed against chunks of rock and tore apart the Datsun's discarded rifle.
The Autobot took another weary step back before dropping into a combat stance, and energon blade shining into existence as it was retrieved from the mech's sub-space. Barricade rumbled as they began to circle each other, he lifted his hand a few times and slammed the flail against the ground making the Praxian even wearier. "I'd leave while you still could Autobot." He finally snarled in Cybertronian.
The world suddenly paused as the boxier mech suddenly stopped circling and frowned at him in obvious confusion. Barricade frowned as well as the other tried to repeat his phrase. The pronunciation was all wrong even if the mech did have the Praxus accent right. "What are you? a parrot?" he rumbled confused. The Praxian's frown deepened and he rumbled something back at Barricade in his native Praxian dialect. Barricade growled bringing his free hand to his face to rub his lower set of optics the top two still trained on the Autobot. Why couldn't it be easy? Just for once…
He snarled at himself before regretfully switching to English "Why aren't you speaking properly?" he demanded "Are you glitched?"
The Praxian obviously understood him that time as he openly scowled uninjured doorwing rising sharply in insult, the injured one staying low so as to not aggravate the damaged sensors."I am speaking perfectly normal Cybertronian, it's you who is not making sense."
Barricade scowled withdrawing his flail and crossing his arms, standing to his full height. "Get lost Autobot" he finally snapped turning away walking towards the desert past the other Praxian mech "I have no desire to fight you anymore."
"So you are the one who attacked Bumblebee" the black and white mech said sidestepping in Barricade's way every time he tried to pass.
"Runt should have left me alone." Barricade snapped swiping at the annoyingly calm mech "He'll know next time"
"We are at War" the ruby chevroned mech said "You are branded with the Decepticon symbol."
"Not you're Decepticons I'm sure" Barricade snorted through his vents, a sharp release of air that blew the dust from his frame "If they are as weak as you Autobots seem to be I'll survive."
"You're not from Cybertron" the monotone mech said blue optics looking him up and down clearly still weary of his sudden non-hostility
"Not your one" Barricade said tilting his head in curiosity as to why he was even having a civil conversation with an Autobot of all people. Was his processor glitched? "Barricade" he finally grumbled looking away.
"Prowl" the other responded after a while
"Never heard of a mech with that name" he rumbled softly "Where I come from I am the last."
"What?" Prowl asked clearly surprised if not a little horrified "The last Cybertronian?"
"No you fool" Barricade snapped exaggerating his pointing to his brand emblazed on his chest. "The last Decepticon on Earth! Starscream done a runner and everyone else was deactivated!"
The Praxian watched as he started to pace "Why in the pits am I even talking to you? You're an Autobot! Decepticons don't ever have civil conversations with Autobots!"
"You are in a new world" Prowl eventually said with a frown "as the humans would say, you have a clean slate."
Barricade narrowed his four optics at Prowl "I don't need your charity"
"I'm not giving it. I'm giving you a chance to walk away, besides with your heavier build and armour, I'm not even sure I could win in a fight against you." Prowl said sub-spacing his blade and turning away, Prowl sighed through his vents as he picked up the pieces of his rifle muttering to himself "Some day off this is turning out to be"
Barricade wearily watched as the Autobot transformed and drove off, the injured doorwing bent in where it was positioned on the Datsun's sides. With a growl he folded down into his alt form and drove off in the opposite direction from the Datsun, he was going to go back to his warehouse and recharge until the world made sense again.