AWITE! They finally showed BlackArachnia's episode! WOO!
And if you haven't seen the epi, this chapter contains spoilers.
The Decepticon femme sat silently on a building, staring at the full moon sinking into the horizon.The night's events were a bit too much for her…at least for now.
'Damn that Optimus…' she thought angrily. 'It's all his fault!' But still…
She felt there was a little something between them…maybe.
The spider bot spun around the second she heard a voice say, "Well, well, BlackArachnia. I know how you feel." The speaker was a white haired human girl, grey eyes flashing in the moonlight. "The name's Ghost, second in command of the Deceptifans."
"What do you want, you little punk?" BlackArachnia spat impatiently.
"I'm here to offer you something you'll never get completely until perhaps later: Companionship. You affliction isn't exactly rare. It's just a bad case of 'Beast Wars' syndrome. We can help."
"'We?'"
"Yes, we. My leader, Nijira has a mech in her service that's got the same problem. Count your blessings, hun. He lost his robot mode when he was infected."
Stepping closer to the female, she narrowed her red optics. "I don't trust you for a second, squirt."
"Seeing as how Optimus abandoned you in a spider pit, I'm not surprised."
Blackarachnia blinked. "How do you know about that?" She hissed, looking about ready to blast this human full of venom. At least, the femme was GOING to, but the tip of a blade at the back of her neck made her freeze.
"I know a lot of things. Ah, there you are, Filereaper!"
The spider bot turned to see an almost transparent mech behind her, carrying a wicked looking scythe. "Good evening, Miss BlackArachnia." The mech said in a polite tone.
"Filereaper here's also infected with BWS." Ghost said, getting up from her seat. "File, it's about time we got back to base."
"Agreed, Ghost." Putting the scythe on his back, he did something BlackArachnia would have never expected. Taking her right hand, he kissed the back of it like a gentleman would. She pulled it out of his grip, looking disgusted. "If you wish to come back with us, feel free to follow us home." He said simply. "I bid you a good night, Miss." Transforming, he revealed his alt mode to be not a vehicle, but a wolf.
Climbing onto her OC's back and sitting side saddle style, she said happily, "Either way, there are probably tons of lackeys at base to do whatever your spark desires. It's your choice. However, I don't think they'll be as chivalrous as File here." Ghost rubbed between the wolf's ears. "Let's go, File."
Leaping down from the top of the building, he landed smoothly on the pavement then turned to look at the spider femme still atop the building.
BlackArachnia looked at the back of her hand, where Filereaper had kissed it. Giving a fanged smile, she muttered, "I guess chivalry isn't dead after all." Transforming, she scuttled after the wolf.
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Xi had come back from Dintobot Island, Prowl and Ratchet in tow. They had helped her keep the Dinobots in check, and, as an added bonus, Tar and Swamp, her two annoying OCs, had decided to make their new home on the island.
As she strode into the Autobot base, she saw a scene of complete chaos.
Members of the Writer's club were scurrying around, yelling for more paper and more laptop bots. They appeared to be writing at a frenzied pace. The other fangirls were gossiping and squealing happily. There also appeared to be a large amount of spilt coffee and motor oil in the tv area.
"What in the blue slag happened here?!" Rachet bellowed angrily.
"Oh, Xi! You're here!" Kappa rushed over to the second in command. "Didn't you see the latest episode?"
"Obviously not. I was on Dinobot Island with these two." Xi replied coldly, motioning to Prowl and Ratchet.
"Oh, so THAT'S where those two were hiding! Well, anyway, shall I spoil it for you?" Kappa asked earnestly.
"Might as well." Xi huffed. "Lest I hear a garbled version from Dakota."
"Ok, well, you know BlackArachnia, right?"
"Yes, evil little spider, that she is."
"Well, it turns out, she's actually Elita One. Optimus and Sentinal left her for dead in a spider pit. That's how she got her alt mode."
Xi, who had been holding a mug of coffee, dropped it. Her expression betrayed nothing but shock and awe.
"The Writer's club is having a field day. They're establishing the crazy love triangles…and even love squares. Care to hear them?"
Xi almost fell over, had Prowl not caught her. "Not right now, Kappa…I'm still processing the fact that BlackArachnia is actually Elita One. Where's Sigma, by the way? I need to report something to her."
"She's in the back, trying to get Optimus to come out of his room. He shut himself in his room ever since the episode aired yesterday morning."
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"Come on, Optimus! It's not that bad. Just set those crazy writers straight and it's over. Like pulling off a Band-aid."
Optimus sighed. "I don't want to talk about it, Sigma."
Sigma scoffed. "Come now, Optimus, if you don't set things straight, the fans'll blow it out of proportion. It's up to you to say what happened, since Sentinel's not here and, let's face it, it's his fault Elita's like this in the first place."
Optimus didn't answer for a moment, then sighed. Smiling at Sigma, he replied, "Yeah…Sentinel WAS a jerk, wasn't he? Alright, I'll talk to the fans, but only because I would like to get this off my chest."
"That's the spirit!"
-
By sunrise, Ghost had made it back to the Deceptifan base, BlackArachnia on his heels. "It's not much. But just wait until Megatron returns to power." Ghost said softly.
"Megatron's here?"
"Well, yeah. But not 'here' here. Why else did you come here?"
"Good point."
"OH EM GEE!" A loud screech came from above.
"Oh, great…" Ghost grumbled. "It's Tracker."
The metallic falcon landed before Blackarachnia, clearly excited as hell. "Ah, Blackarachnia! I is your biggest fan! Jezz, I loved your performance!"
The techno organic spider sweatdropped. This guy reminded her of Blitzwing…and she hated Blitzwing.
"Outta my way, BIRD." She spat, sending some of her webby material at the excited bird.
-
As the newcomer made her way inside, all activity stopped. Nijira, who was, Primus knows why, sipping some tea, looked up from her book. She took one look at the spider and said, "Ah, you must be Blackarachnia. We've been expecting you." Snapping her fingers, she summoned one of her mechs who went by Timebomb. "Please show our latest canon arrival to her room please. Make sure she's comfortable, and keep the others out of her way."
"What do you mean, 'out of my way'?" The canon asked, but her question was soon answered. Several mechs, who appeared to be her fan club, had stopped in front of her, hearts in their optics.
"That's what I meant." Nijira replied. "Timebomb, if you please."
Timebomb was an unusually large mech, and could be pegged as a 'brawn over brains' type of guy. Muscling in past the fans, he led the femme to her new room.
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As the mechs swarmed after the two, Ghost approached Nijira. "Well? Isn't it everything I told you it would be?" Nijira simpered.
"Indeed, Lady Nijira." Ghost replied, nodding. "But what'll happen if she goes back to the Autobots?"
"Whatever would make you think she'll go back?" Nijira sneered. "She's too bitter to EVER even think about going back."
"Yes, that's true now, ma'am, but history tends to repeat itself." Ghost replied grimly. "If it happened with Silverbolt, it'll surely happen with her and Optimus."
"Oh, now quit your whining!" Nijira snarled. "Silverbolt was nothing but a pure KNIGHT compared to his comrades. Optimus is nothing of the sort. She'll NEVER fall for him again. Not if I can help it! Besides, if Sentinel ever comes here, she'll rip him to bits for instigating that little trip in the first place!"
"Yes, ma'am. I guess you're right." Ghost replied wearily.
"Of course I'm right."
Ghost sighed. It wasn't good to argue with Nijira. But it appeared Ghost was the only one in the Deceptifan base who could see BlackArachnia turning back into Elita One.
Hey, it's a strong possibility, right?
Ah, I've finally updated something. It feels good to write again…