Chapter 12: Chaos

Shadowblur looked at him startled at first, and then anger took over. Standing up from the table, she glared up at him, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Liar," she hissed. What actual hope could she have that this stranger really knew her mother? None really. She looked at him, half expecting him to tie her back down, the other half curious. He raised his hand in surrender, to show he meant to harm.

"Believe me, I knew her. You, I meet you. Haven't changed much I see," he chuckled amused.

"What are you talking about?" she barked at him, getting frustrated.

"Such a quick temper you always had even as a sparkling, you took after your father in that, and you seemed too much like him-" He stopped talking when he saw the reaction on her face. He was wise to remember who her father was, he didn't blame her disgust. "We all thought you were dead, after your mother ran away. We were sure the Decepticons had killed you in the femme and sparkling slaughters."

She looked at him for a while before confusion started to push her processor into gear.

"Wait. What? What do you mean 'she ran away'?" She asked.

He looked at her with disbelief before frowning at her.

"Do you not know your own history?" he hissed unpleased.

She blinked at him blankly, not quite sure how to answer. Sighing, he brought his hand across his face and rubbed his temple.

"Your mother ran away with you after she learned that your father, Megatron, was about to begin the hardest part of the war. He was going to start destroying cities, starting with Iacon. He was also going to start using you and other sparklings as the new generation of 'soldiers' for his cause, or as many as he could obtain." The red mech looked at her and continued, "When your mother ran away, he was furious. So furious and embarrassed that his femme abandoned him that he-"

"Started to slaughter all the femmes and sparkling, so we wouldn't live." She finished for him; she quickly caught on to where this story was headed. The mech nodded and looked at her carefully.

"You honestly don't know anything about this do you?" he asked. Looking away, she watched the floor, frowning into- wanting to blame it for all her troubles. The mech sighed, and stuck out his hand for her to shake.

"Coldquake," he greeted her. Looking up, she met his golden eyes, and into his friendly smile. Smiling back slightly, she shook his hand.
"You already know me," she chuckled.

Hopping back onto the table, she swung her legs back and forth, her ankles crossed.

"So…how exactly did you know my mother?"

Coldquake leaned against the table and smirked at her.

"I'm her cousin, which would make us family." He chuckled. Her optics widened and she leaned away from him.

"Cousin?" she repeated.

"Indeed," he laughed.

And, then that's when she saw it- the familiar lines running down his legs, the same lines that ran down hers. Her eyes wandered up his frame and noticed a lot of similarities, the shape of his face, the nose, even the crooked smirk. The thing that held her gaze though was the shape of his optics. It was like staring into a mirror, a golden sea that reflected the blue of her sea. She smiled at him and he smiled back.

Family, it felt nice having that small comfort. It was nice, a different kind of feeling that she liked.

"How many?' she asked.

"How many of our family left?" he repeated her question.

"In total, there's 5 left," He sighed and leaned farther back onto the table. "All of are mech, except my sister and I guess you now," he chuckled again and looked at her.

She nodded her head once, taking in the information. That wasn't a bad number, better than some were doing. Most families were already completely wiped out- some only had one bot left in their names.

Shadowblur looked at him and smiled.

"Why'd you need Elita-1?" she asked.

He threw his head back and laughed.

"She owns me something,"

"Like?" she probed curious.

"Stuff," he answered casually.

She gave up, realizing that he wasn't going to answer her question.

"How was she like? You know, my mother."

Coldquake looked up at her and frowned. He couldn't find the necessary words to paint the right picture in her head. He reached for her wrist and opened the panel that was there. He opened the same panel on his arm and took out a small cable.

She pulled back.

"What are you doing?" she hissed.

"Showing you how she looked like," he answered.

Grabbing her wrist again, he connected the cable from his wrist into her port. Their eyes brightened and they sat there for a moment as their minds connected. A bright light flooded their vision and cleared until flashes of past memories came to their sights.

Shadowblur felt something move around in her thoughts and it unnerved her and yet she didn't move. A picture was shortly following wherever Coldquake would probe her mind. A blurry picture was starting to come clearer and clearer, she felt the memory seeping into her processor, carving its own space within her. Then something pulled out of her processor, leaving her dizzy. Her vision slowly came back to her, and then she realized why Coldquake pulled out so fast. The building started to shake, the roar of jets roaring in the space above them. Looking at Coldquake, her spark stopped beating. No, not now, why now? Her mind screamed. Grabbing his shoulder, she held onto him. He looked at her and smiled. A familiar battle mask folded across his smile. Two pairs of hands suddenly ripped into the roof above them and she felt her own battle mask slide over her own face.

Jazz skidded to a stop, his tires throwing a few pebbles over the edge of a cliff. Transforming, he peered down and raised his gun taking aim at the trio of planes that circled over a tall warehouse. A blue hand laid on-top of his gun and gently lowered it down. Looking up, he met Optimus's eyes curiously.

"Prime! They're down there; it's an easy shot from up here!" Jazz said, taking aim again.

"Jazz, I understand the excitement of dealing with Starscream and his trine, but he is not our major priority." Looking across to the warehouse, he watched the seekers for a moment before nodding. Optimus looked at Jazz and let his hand drop. Looking behind him, he met Prowl and Ironhide's gaze.

"Autobots, roll out." He commanded, already running down the cliff edge.

Shadowblur growled and punched Skywarp in the face as he made a grab at her. He snarled as her closed fist made contact with his face, stumbling away he held onto his cheek and looked at her. He suddenly disappeared. Looking around her, she frantically searched for a sign of the purple seeker. It was as if the air had swallowed him into nothing. Taking a step back she froze when her back rammed into the cold surface of a cockpit. Arms wrapped around her shoulders and a low throaty whisper caressed her ear.

"You really shouldn't have done that," the voice growled.

The air around her suddenly began to get stuffier and hot. The colors from her surroundings bleed out with the sound until nothing but white flashed around her in a tunnel. Her throat constricted and the oxygen within her vents froze, choking her. Then everything just stopped. All the sound and color suddenly appeared and the air slackened its hold around her. The arm around her unwrapped from her waist dropping her onto her knees. Looking at the grass underneath her, she regained her composer. Her tanks felt woozy, the stored energon within them rocked back and forth. She stared at the ground until she didn't feel light-headed anymore. Gun shots were booming behind her, yells and smoke surrounded her in a blanket. Wobbling onto her knees she glared at the purple seeker standing before her. She glared at him before doubling over, putting a hand on her abdomen she watched as purplish energon pooled at her feet. Sniffling, she stood up and wiped the purged energon from her chin. Frowning, Skywarp looked at her and then away.

"You get use to it," he said calmly. Movement beside her caught her attention, turning she met Starscream's eyes. She hadn't even noticed he landed beside her, to busy was she attending to her own needs. Frowning, she looked away and then did the first thing that came to her mind. Turning around, she pushed past Thundercracker and ran down the hill.

"Coldquake!" she yelled racing down the hill. Her foot fell into a hole left from where a missile had it the ground. Rolling down the rest of the way, she scrambled to her feet and kept running. Ashes fell around her like a thin layer of snow. The walls of what was the warehouse were crumbled around her, still she ran never looking back. Sliding onto her knees, she crouched near the red body. Sliding his head onto her lap, she touched his cheek.

"No, no, you're ok. I need you, really do," she whimpered holding him close. He never responded. "Wake up, this isn't fair, please don't do this to me, not again," she whispered. Her long fingers ran down his body and she held him tighter. No, it wasn't fair. The only connection she had to her mother, gone, lost, and dead.

"Get up," a voice growled behind her. Looking behind her shoulder she glared at Starscream. Ignoring him, she turned around and shook the red mech trying to wake him up.

"Get up, I don't have time for this," Starscream nudged her with his foot, impatience clear in his voice. Turning around, she stood up and kicked him.

"Don't tell me what to do," she hissed and continued to ignore him. A small crack in his cockpit glistened when the early sun started to rise, growling Starscream grabbed her door-wing and hauled her up. Squirming away from his touch, she tried to kick him again he only flipped her onto his shoulder.

"I wasn't giving you an option." He growled- his thrusters started to go on-line before a voice stopped him from taking off.

"Put her down Starscream."

Raising her head she met Optimus's eyes, Starscream turned around and blocked her view.

"Mind your own business Prime." He hissed before taking off into a spiral towards the sky. Ironhide looked upwards as the other two seekers took after their leader.

"Don't know why we came for her, she is decepticon. Starscream had a point, she belongs to them." He grumbled.

Jazz looked around and found Coldquake's body lying unmoving. Prime looked at Ironhide and sighed.

"That is where you are wrong my friend, she is not decepticon. I doubt she will be Autobot either."

"Then what's so special about a neutral, because that's what she would be if she doesn't belong to either side, right?" Jazz asked curiously as he studied the red mech. Optimus looked at jazz and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"She is necessary to win this war." He answered solemnly.

"I still don't get it, she's just a femme. It's not like she holds the matrix." Jazz countered. Prowl stayed quiet through the whole discussion, his processor finally catching onto what Optimus was hinting.

"She knows something." Prowl finally said. "That or she is someone important."

Optimus looked at Prowl and nodded.

"It's imperative that she helps us bring peace to this war and not destruction."

Shadowblur struggled against Starscream's hold, his hand lingered to close to her aft and she didn't like that. Not at all. Her legs were pinned against his chest, her face near his lower back. She growled and let her claws scrap across his back as he hissed in pain and flipped her around. Her back facing the ground, he crushed he r chest to his. Her arms were in-between their chests. Starscream suddenly started going faster, executing a series of spins and barrel rolls. It only agitated her more. Finally, he leveled himself out and she was pissed. But what was she going to do?

"Stop it." He growled getting annoyed with her struggles. She ignored him and she kept beating him the best she could. Finally, she kneed him in his ribs. He flipped them around and growled, he held her waist down on his pelvis.

"I said stop." He hissed at her, his claws scraping into her hips.

"I don't take commands from you."

"Then let this serve as a lesson to why you should," he laughed at her and flipped back onto his stomach. His hands dropped from her waist and she fell. Air whooshed around her, the ground getting closer and yet all she could hear was a loud boom coming at her. The sound began to drown out her scream until all she heard was a high pitched whistle- then a pair of black hands plucked her from her fall. Her face was suddenly crushed into blue metal. Looking up she met Thundercracker's eyes and she was never so relived to see his crimson eyes. He nodded at her once as his hands slid underneath her- he flew up into the sky with her in his arms.

"I got you," he whispered.

Shadowblur watched his face, the way the light reflected off his cheeks or how to glow of his eyes vibrated onto her face. She felt the warm air float across her metallic flesh, how it hugged her body pushing her into Thundercracker's chest. She didn't mind being there; he wasn't an erratic flyer as Starscream was. He kept a fast but calm pace, never once did he try any flips with her. The outline of mountain ranges suddenly began to show on the horizon, the sun was nearly reaching the middle of the sky warming their backs. Her throat constricted when she realized they were reaching the base. Her door wings fell, she had to be expecting this. Her spark beat faster, but why wouldn't it? She was being forced back into square one. Thundercracker hovered over the underground entrance for a moment until he set her onto her feet. She looked up at him and he didn't meet her eyes, she stood at the edge of the dark hole before taking a long look around her. She jumped into the dark, the sound of thrusters started to slowly fade away. Looking upwards she watched as Thundercracker flew up into the sky. Looking back into the dark that now surrounded her she noticed a pair of optics watching her from the corner. Ignoring them she walked towards the wall and walked through. The hall before her was eerily empty, chills ran down her spine and she continued down. A black shadow followed her and she turned, nothing was behind her. Her door-wings rose and she froze. Something bumped into her leg, looking down she saw Ravage was patiently sitting beside her. Getting up he walked towards the end of the hall and stopped. Looking back at her, Ravage waited until she figured out that she was to follow him. Following him through the halls she was lead towards the throne room. Sighing, her door-wings automatically rose up along with her head. The doors slowly started to open and she looked at ravage. Shrugging her shoulders, she sighed.

"If I'm going to die, might as well do it with whatever dignity I have left." She said to no one in particular. Stepping into the room she braced whatever punishment Megatron seemed fit.

Shadowblur sighed, this sucked. Death would have been more merciful than this. Chains clinked as they touched each other when ever she moved. Sitting on her bed, she glared at the chains holding her wrists together. Lying down on her bed, she glared at the ceiling.

"Awesome, I escape by accident, get inside the Autobot base and they treat me like scrap. Then I met someone who gives me the hope of having a normal life and then that gets taken away from me. But, nothing is better than being chained inside your room." She scoffed to herself. "What could be better?" Glaring at the ceiling she thought back to what happened. Of course, stupid organic was there just laughing because she's so perfect. Nightbird's voice echoed through her thoughts, angering her to the core.

"Tsk, Tsk, looks like the tiger is back in its cage," Nightbird laughed as the throne room was starting to fill up.

"Maybe the little bird should shove it up her aft before I rip its throat out," she hissed back. Laughing, Nightbird looked at her and smirked.

"For you to reach me that would require myself being lowered down into your level. I don't like associating with whores."

Freezing, Shadowblur looked at her before snarling.

"At least I don't charge."

Nightbird snarled at her before running towards her. Lunging at her, Shadowblur tackled her to the floor and held her down. Her fist rammed into Nightbird's face before she was flipped over. Getting a good shot in Nightbird laughed when she saw a thin trail of energon leaking down Shadowblur's cheek. Flipping them beck over, Shadowblur kicked Nightbird in the face sending her stumbling. Growling, Nightbird's eyes glowed brighter.

"That all you got," Shadowblur smirked.

"Just getting started," Nightbird snarled.

They charged at each other for another go.

"Stop this non-sense," Megatron barked at Soundwave. Nodding, he sent Swindle in-between them.

"I was getting good bets," he mumbled as he walked towards the femmes stepping in-between them, they fought around him. Arms wrapped around each of the femme's waists as they were pulled apart. Shadowblur kicked at the air as she was hauled into the air.

"Take them to their quarters; I'll deal with them when the time comes." Megatron growled waving them away. Shadowblur was hauled out first, screaming and kicking at the air. Nightbird was in the same condition.

Sitting up, she pushed away her thoughts and sighed.

"And, thus I sit here with cuffs, fun."

A knocking at the door had her on alert. The door slid open. Rumble walked in along side Ravage. Smirking at her he closed the door.

"We're going to talk," he chuckled.

A/N:

Yay! Spring break! Did this early and going to upload this early along side with maybe 2 other chapters. I have time to write, Hooraw! Review, and review.