A/N This one is on a more serious note… but I'm not at a part in 'Pathways' where I can fit this in. Also, once you're done reading this chapter, go to my profile and vote on my new poll.

Disclaimer: Don't own the song mentioned/used in the story.

Ch. 15 Can't Turn Back

The twins and I were enjoying a rare moment of silence on the roof of part of the base. The sun was setting on the horizon, and the slight breeze brought with it the smell of the ocean just a few miles away. I inhaled the salty smell, and exhaled with a contented sigh. My back was against Sideswipe, and Sunstreaker sat nearby.

At the sound of planes flying overhead, I looked up. There was a group of three planes doing some aerial tricks. It reminded me of those three Decepticon planes.

What were they called again? The Seeker Trine?

Yeah, that was it.

I remembered the twins bragging about being able to use Jet Judo on them or something.

From what I'd heard, the Seekers seemed to be a lot like some of the Autobots, personality wise. When I thought about it, most of the Decepticons and Autobots were alike. The main differences being them fighting each other, and the Autobots having more tolerance for humans.

"You know," I said, breaking the silence, "Sometimes, I feel bad for them."

"Who?" the twins asked simultaneously.

I thought for a moment, trying to figure out a way of expressing what I meant without just blatantly saying it. "The Decepticons." Gee, that plan really worked. I waited for the hellfire that I had surely let loose.

But it didn't come.

Maybe they di-

"What the frag?"

"How could you even think that?"

"Did they mess with your brain or something?"

They continued to yell over each other, even as I tried to get them to shut up.

After a third failed attempt, I shook my head. With a sigh, I stood up and began to walk away from the annoying pair of twins I was beginning to regret hanging out with.

Sideswipe noticed my leave and shouted, "Hey! Where are you going? We're still yelling at you!"

I wrinkled my nose, but didn't bother turning around. Yelling back, I replied, "Oh I don't know, maybe away from said annoying and yelling twins? Hmm? Ever think of that?" My voice had an edge of sarcasm and venom, one that the twins had not yet been on the receiving end of.

They both winced visibly. I crossed my arms in a huff, and waited for one of them to say something. An audible sigh soon came from behind me. "Ok, continue with what you were saying," Sideswipe said, as if it were a chore.

Rolling my eyes, I turned back to face them. "Thank you so much for letting me voice my own personal opinion." The sarcasm had yet to be filtered from my speech.

"Yeah, yeah," Sunstreaker replied with a wave of his hand.

"Now, as I was saying, I sort of feel bad for the Decepticons. Why? Because," I started to explain, the words now serious. "Because I don't believe that all of them are these evil, bloodthirsty beings, bent on killing off every living thing."

The twins exchanged a quick glance. "Coulda fooled me," Sideswipe scoffed.

"Think about it!" I exclaimed. "Are they really that different from you?"

"Yes," Sunny responded icily.

I shook my head, "Put your ego aside for one minute and actually pretend you give a damn about what I'm saying!"

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker didn't say anything in response, but seemed to be listening.

"I happen to think that a lot, if not most, of the Decepticons have a case being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Who knows how Megatron got all of his recruits! Hell, he really could've convinced some of them that he was a good guy."

"Everyone has a choice. They don't have to stay Decepticons," Sideswipe said, still not convinced.

"Could they really? What if, right now, one of them came here and said that they changed and didn't want to be a Decepticon? Are you really saying that you would accept them?"

Silence followed my little outburst.

"For all we know, they could quite literally be trapped." Once done, I crossed my arms and sat down. "That's what I have to say on the topic," I muttered.

For a while, no one moved or said anything more. But, eventually, the twins relocated to spots closer to me. I could feel their optics burning into the back of my head.

"Do you really think that?" one of them whispered.

I nodded, "Yes." Whoever had asked seemed content with that answer, because they didn't say anything else.

A song I had once heard popped into my head. The last lines stuck out to me, and I repeated them out loud, "When the Devil wants to dance with you, you better say never. Because a dance with the Devil might last you forever."

And that, my dear children, is from the song "Dance with the Devil" by Immortal Technique. Yes, it is a rap song. Yes, it has very strong language, rape, drugs, and alcohol. I hate rap… with a purple passion, but I LOVE this song. So trust me, it's good.

Serious chapter is serious.

This chapter has been spawned from a plot bunny that popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone. I apologize to those of you who suffered through this chapter.

Next chapter will be back to humor. Promise.

-Panic Switch