Heh, tanks for the reviews guys
Got another chapter with a few cute things, a few funnies, and a few creepy...
Frenzy has competition... lots of competition :p
I never really meant to be such a Starscream basher - I love him - but its just so fun!!!
Let me know what you think
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"I can't believe it, you were actually beaten up by a tiny human girl," Devestator laughed. "And you think you could ever lead us?"
"Shut up, you weren't there," Starscream spat, soldering his own legs back together. He had detatched the circuitry so he couldn't feel anything. "And girl she may be, but she is far from human."
"I'd watch what you say, Starscream, what if I told her you said that?" he smirked.
"I'd deny all knowledge, and she'd do this to you for slandering her name," the seeker growled back. "Besides, I meant it as a compliment."
He then refused to reply to any of the other bot's bait, focusing on the wires in his knees.
'Back there, Megatron seemed very reluctant to hurt the girl. I bet he didn't even punish her, probably let her off with a warning,' he thought, pretending to focus on a torn cable, but not really registering it. 'Still, she is quite… something. If I could get that on my side, I could easily take over from Megatron, and destroy every autobot in the galaxy. No body would challenge me with a weapon like that at my disposal… I just have to secure her loyalty.'
He frowned, not noticing Devestator leaving, bored. How the frag was he supposed to get her to trust him? Especially after the whole worm incident…
Well, she was a femme. He could begin by just acting humble, wanting forgiveness, then get her to fall in love with him. It shouldn't be too hard, he was a handsome decepticon. She should be honored to be his mate. He smirked. Her obedience would be fun once he got her into his rooms.
He reconnected his sensors, and rotated his foot. It was a little stiff, but functional.
Sighing, he walked awkwardly out of the repair bay, off to find his mate-to-be.
Frenzy, Barricade and Twenty Three were in the communications room, surfing the net for ideas for her room.
"You could get one of those," Barricade pointed to a lava lamp on the large screen.
"What is it for?" she asked, confused.
"It adds… funkalicious flare," he read the description. "I think it emits light."
"Not a substantial amount. And it's kind of creepy, like it's alive…" she peered at it suspiciously.
"What about this?" Frenzy pointed at a fluffy blue foot rest.
"None of these items seem to make any sense. They're not very practical…"
"What do you want then?" Barricade shot at her, annoyed she didn't like the lava lamp. He thought it looked cool.
"Well… I need to eat, but canned food won't last very long. I could do with a better storage unit for it, and perhaps something to cook it with. Not that I know anything about cooking…" she looked uncomfortable. "I'm sorry if I'm being difficult. I just don't understand any of these things."
"That makes three of us," Barricade sighed, looking at Frenzy, who nodded absently.
Suddenly, he brought up picture of a simplistic kitchenette.
It was a plain bench, with draws, a microwave, with a fridge to one side.
"Wow, what's that?" she asked him, excitedly. "I'm not sure what those things are, but they look interesting. But those draws look cool. And I think I saw one of those each back at Sector 7, when Papa took me for a walk once. He had to go to a meeting and left me outside the door for a few hours, but when it opened, I caught a glimpse of what was inside. There were things like that there, I always wondered what kind of machines normal people used."
"You're a normal person," Frenzy shot, angrily. He was so sick of this attitude the humans had ingrained in her, making her think she was second class.
She looked at him curiously.
"Are you angry with me?" she asked him quietly, not knowing what she had done. "I'm sorry if I got a little excited."
He tore his eyes away from he screen and spun around to face her.
"I'm not angry with you," he tried to keep his voice neutral. "I'm angry with the humans who made you feel inferior."
She smiled at him, feeling a bit embarrassed, but walked over to him, turning his chair back to the screen, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as they watched Frenzy flick between pictures of different appliances, making the occasional comment.
Frenzy was a little uncomfortable with her so close and relaxed, but for some reason he found himself not minding. He was completely unaware of Barricade glaring at the back of his head.
Starscream barged into the communications room, having searched half he base for her, only to find her with her arms wrapped around Frenzy, of everyone. He felt his ire rise, as Barricade turned his glare on him.
"You can walk, I see," he growled. "You won't be, if you don't leave now."
Frenzy had turned, twisting easily out of Twenty Three's grip, yet still keeping hold of her.
"I'm not here to talk to you, Barricade," he retorted, turning to the human. "I wish to talk to Twenty Three. Alone," he directed to the smaller two.
"Get lost, Starscream, no body wants to hear what you have to say," Frenzy stepped in front of his friend, baring teeth.
"Please," he ignored Frenzy, looking directly at Twenty Three. "It won't take long." 'Damn it, all I need is five minutes alone with her, to get the ball rolling.'
Twenty Three looked from the seeker to Frenzy, who was digging his claws into her arm. She knew who she'd rather stay with.
"Anything you have to say to me, you can say in front of Frenzy and Barricade," she stared at him, her expression blank.
Barricade powered up his gun silently, ready to fight if necessary.
"Fine," Starscream glared at her. She's not making this easy, damn it.' "I only wanted to apologize, but if you won't even hear me out…" he turned to leave, hoping she'd pick up the bait, but she just stared at his back. Moodily, he stomped out of the room again, too pissed to even try at the moment. Why didn't she even say anything?
Meanwhile, Barricade asked her the same thing.
"Getting an apology from Starscream is pretty rare… why didn't you say anything?" he asked her, genuinely curious. This human's mind seemed to work in mysterious ways.
"He never finished his sentence, I didn't want to interrupt," she explained, puzzled. "If you won't even hear me out… what? That's an incomplete sentence."
Frenzy looked at her, then laughed out loud, hugging her frame for support.
She smiled at him, not really understanding what was so funny, but enjoying his mirth never the less. She reached a hand down to his head, which was bent double, and placed a hand on the side of his face, caressing one of the metal ridges.
Barricade cleared his throat loudly, causing both of them to look up curiously.
"Frenzy, you should get to work on hacking into the satellites. Twenty Three, would you like to go for a drive. I'm sure Frenzy could use some peace and quiet," he said pointedly, looking at the now serious robot.
"Barricade's right, but you can stay if you like. You don't distract me," he glared back at the cop car.
Twenty Three looked between them both, then decided on going with Barricade.
"He's right. I'd only get in your way, and I don't want to get you in trouble with Lord Megatron," she told him, patting his head, smiling. "I'll see you later, Frenzy. I promise."
Before he could reply, Barricade picked her up and left with her, before she could change her mind. Frenzy was left staring at the door, swearing.
"Sooo," Barricade started, when they were deep in the bush. He stayed in car form, Twenty Three stretched out in the back seat.
"Yes?" she asked him, curiously.
"Will you tell me about yourself?" he asked her, craving to know the truth about her background.
"I… don't think there are many things to say. None off the top of my head…" she looked confused. "I will do my best to answer any questions you ask."
"…Okay," Barricade started, wondering where to start. "Can you remember what it was like when you first came online?"
"Perfectly," she snuggled into his leather, making herself comfortable, and his spark skip. "It was very bright, I didn't understand what was going on… They took me out of a tank, where I was submerged in liquid, and I couldn't breathe…"
She stared at the silent, empty driver seat, and sighed. "My first experience… It wasn't very pleasant. People were all around me, poking me and tugging on my vectors. It was all so … raw… painful. They were talking, but I couldn't understand what they were saying. I was terrified."
"What did the humans do to you?" he asked awkwardly. He hoped he wasn't causing her any pain… but for some reason, he had to know. It seemed every time something happened, Frenzy was there, and he admitted he was jealous. Ever since she said he was her friend… he wanted to act the part.
"Many things," she replied, breaking him out of his thoughts. "I would not know where to start."
"What were the first things they did to you?" he asked. "You don't have to answer me… I'm just curious. I want to know you better."
"Oh, I don't mind. The things they did to me, they were painful, but I accepted it long ago. Now it just feels… numb, more than anything," she assured him. "The first things they did… They just did a few practical tests, to make certain I was functioning properly. Over the first few years, I was simply taught their language, customs, and basic use of my vectors. When I was three year old, my body was nine. They started my physical training. They taught me how to use my vectors, and how to transform them into different shapes. They had to break their original shape first. They got hold of my vectors… and…" she brought them around her, protectively. They put pressure on them, until they were compacted down flat… They kind of… snapped out, and destroyed the machine. It hurt a lot, but after that experiment, I could do it any time."
She stared down at her vectors. "I'm kind of glad they did it… Until then, they were just extra luggage, that I didn't feel about either way, but I had to take them everywhere… Now they are more a part of me than my human components."
Barricade was silent for a moment. When he spoke, it was in a careful, measured tone.
"Did the humans know how much they were hurting you?"
"… I don't know," she answered, genuinely confused. "It didn't seem to matter. They never asked, and I never complained."
"Can you promise me something, Twenty Three?" he asked her seriously.
"What is it?"
"If for any reason, any of the decepticons hurt you, let me know. Me, Frenzy, and I bet even Lord Megatron would not stand for you suffering."
"I… don't really understand, but okay…" she answered softly. "But may I ask why?"
"You are one of us now. What you did for Frenzy… not many people would stand in and ask to take one of our punishment…" he shuddered. "You said you would do it for me as well… and I believe you. You are my… friend, and I will protect you with my life."
She sat up slowly, and placed a hand on his leather seat. He froze, his engine stalling.
"Thank you…" she whispered painfully. "I've never had anyone swear on their life for me before… You and Frenzy, you're the best, most amazing friends I could have been blessed with."
"I… uh… we should get back to the base," Barricade started his engine nervously. The way she was acting was… weird to say the least, but he wasn't quite sure how to act. She'd seen her be all emotional with Frenzy, and he was uncomfortable then – but when it was directed at him? He was terrified… This was Megatrons daughter, after all…
He kept up a fast speed to prevent her from talking, still rather pleased with their talk… he had a few answers to his many questions, and he had a new personal mission – hunt down and kill every person who had ever hurt his friend.
Starscream paced in his rooms, annoyed.
"Frag it, she wouldn't even talk to me," he muttered. "I have to make this work…"
He pondered what the next feasible action would be, before realizing he knew next to nothing about human females.
'Damn it to the Pit! And I can't exactly just go and ask her, because she has two fragging bodyguards, and I refuse to embarrass myself further in front of them.'
He kicked his wall.
I'll just have to do some research…
He accessed the internet, and started flipping through 'romantic ideas,' and found himself almost gagging at some of them, before coming across something simple, yet perfect.
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