Elita was wandering the halls of the Ark in search of Optimus whenever Jazz came into view. Her eyes narrowed as she remembered the whole panty incident with Jazz. She decided to be a bit...agressive and walked rather sneakily to Jazz as he was conversing with Prowl. Apparently, Prowl caught glance of Elita and his doorwings immediately tensed when before they were flicking up and down excitedly. Well, they definitely weren't now. He looked a bit hesitent to be near Elita. Well, as hesitent as his boring self could look anyway.
Prowl? Well, he walked away without a second thought after catching glance.
Jazz was a bit confused as he turned around to see Elita behind him. "OH...Hiya."
Elita didn't look amused. Nope. Not one bit.
"Oh..you's still mad 'bout da whole...underwear incident...ain'tcha? ahehe.." He nervously said.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. I do expect an apology or an explanation. Preferably both." She said in a biting tone.
"Ok, ok, ok...I'm sorry n' I uh, well...explanation erhm..well, simply put, it was kinda...well, a dare."
Elita reared back and gave him a disapproving look. "A dare, hm? And who might have 'dared' you?" She said clearly unamused.
"Um..the twins.." Jazz muttered.
In an attempt to make him even more uncomfortable, she got into his personal space. "Care to be more specific and perhaps speak more clearly?"
Jazz backed up, clearly uncomfortable. "Um, the twins! Sunstreaker and Sideswipe!" He quickly said. "They uh, dared me to get yo panties n' if I did dey'd get me a date..."
Elita shook her her head disapprovingly. "The twins. Optimus told me they were trouble makers..."
Jazz nodded in agreement, hoping it would ease her anger a little, if at all.
"And for some reason, you couldn't find your own date?"
"It just seemed like an easier approach, ya know...I mean, normally I WOULD do it myself but it just sounded easier to just get set up n see what happens...ain't no one I know enough here to wanna have nothin' to do with. I mean, I know Bumblebee, Prowl, and Blaster really well. I'd never see Blaster like that though. OR 'Bee. Known Prowl for like ever, but I doubt he'd see me dat way, ya know? Just a best friend, best friends ain't 'posed to be together like that. It'd prolly ruin our friendship and well, I-"
Elita put her hand up to halt his speech. "I understand your reasoning and you're forgiven. Just try to be a bit more considerate of how the action would affect a different person. What if they had dared you to do something to Prowl? You wouldn't do it, would you?"
Jazz optics widened and he quickly responded "No! No! I wouldn't do nothin' like that ta Prowl! He my bestest friend ever! I love him, I wouldn't do nothin' like dat!"
"Alright then, you have no right to do it to anyone else."
Jazz was silent a moment and just looked up at Elita. "I'm just that desperate, I guess...still, sorry I did it. I just really wanted a date of some kind, ya know? I mean, I been really damn lonely lately and I just..." He didn't finish his sentence and moved his hands in an annoying manner.
Elita nodded. "I understand but it still irritates me quite a bit. I forgive you. Now I'll be going now. Do you know where Optimus is?"
He winced at the question "Umm, he's actually givin' the twins a verbal beat down at the command deck and I know you'd just LOVE ta join him..ehehehe..." He then forced a lopsided smile.
She sighed. "Alright then, bye." She waved dismissively and walked past Jazz.
Jazz looked back at her and then muttered to himself. "Damn, she scary! Won't give a nigga a break, damn..."
Elita heard this but decided to disregard it and made her way to the command deck.
"I'm very disappointed in you two." Optimus rumbled at the twins.
Sideswipe cringed at the boom of anger in Optimus's voice. "Okay, look, we're sorry! It was really Sunny's idea!"
Optimus raised an optic ridge. "That's not possible. Sunstreaker likes mechs."
Sideswipe casted a sideways glance at Sunstreaker then sighed. "Allow HIM to explain..."
Optimus looked at Sunstreaker expectantly and crossed his arms.
Sunstreaker shifted in his seat and seemingly blushed, then his voice with a light lisp began to speak. "Well...I just kind of wanted them to examine...for personal reasons."
Optimus looked unconvinced and looked at Sideswipe.
"Look, Optimus." Sideswipe sighed irritably and began again "Sunstreaker likes mechs, and tried to steal a girl's underwear. Put the two together and you get...?"
Optimus's gaze abruptly changed as he darted his gaze from Sideswipe to Sunny. "You mean to tell me he...wanted to..."
"Yes..."
"Oh my Primus." Optimus said as he just imagined the thought of Sunstreaker in Elita's panties as he winced. "If you had wanted to do THAT...well, we could have..." He cleared his throat and awkwardly said "...constructed some for you..."
Sunstreaker awkwardly shifted in his seat. "I didn't wanna bother you with the issue! That's all..." He looked down at the floor nervously.
Sideswipe facepalmed "I swear, he's a femme in a mech's body." He said, clearly sounding embarressed of his brother.
Optimus sighed. "Dismissed..."
The twins ran to the door but Sunstreaker stood at the doorway and turned back at Optimus. "Hey, Optimus?"
Optimus cringed. "Yes, Sunstreaker?"
"Uhmmm..." He looked down at the floor again nervously. "H-Have you seen Elita around? I really need to talk to her."
Optimus looked confused. "Ah, no, actually. But if I do see her, I will let you know."
"Thanks."
"No problem. Now get back to your shift."
Sunstreaker gave a salute and giddily ran off.
Optimus gave an irritable sigh and walked down the opposite hall Sunstreaker had flew down and saw Elita ahead. "Elita!" He called out to his gorgeous bondmate.
Elita had noticed him as well and jogged over to him and jumped into his embrace then pulled back and looked at him. "I was looking for you." she said warmingly.
Optimus looked at her with adoration in his optics. She never failed to brighten his mood. "Speaking of looking, Sunstreaker was looking for you."
Elita's smile turned into a frown. "Oh. The mischevious little mech who helped iniate the dare to take my panties?"
Optimus frowned as much as he could, given the fact he didn't have a mouth. "..Ah, yes. He wanted to speak with you."
Elita looked confused. "About what?"
Optimus gave yet another frown. (repeat mouth remark) "I'm not sure. It seemed important though."
She sighed a bit. "I suppose I'll go ahead and tend to the matter. Better now than later, right?"
He gave her a warm look. "Yes, I suppose it is. I'll direct you to his quarters."
Elita smiled. "Thank you."
They both made their way to Sunstreaker's quarters. Once they were there, Optimus turned to Elita. "I have to discuss something important with you at a later time, if it's alright?"
She looked back up at him "Of course." she beamed.
Optimus nodded, gave her hand a squeeze then began his trek down the hall.
Elita rang the buzzer on the door and it quickly slid open.
Sunstreaker took her hand and pulled her in. "Hi!" he said giddily.
She looked confused and shocked. "Um, hello." Her attention was immediately drawn to the posters in his room. She saw human female artists. Dolly Parton, Cyndi Lauper, Heart, Janet Jackson, Madonna, Paula Abdul,Whitney Houston and some other female artists of which weren't listed specifically at the bottom who they were like the first seven she noticed.
Sunstreaker followed her gaze and found that it led to his Whitney Houston poster. "Oh, looking at my posters? I collect them. These are all my favorite artists. I really like human music if you couldn't notice." He said in a friendly tone. He then walked over to a datapad filled drawer and pulled one out in particular and stuck into his computer, and it began playing a melody.
"Which musician is that?" Elita asked, her curiousity was sparked.
Sunstreaker looked at her and smiled. "It's Madonna. She's my favorite. The song's called 'Lucky Star'. One of my favorites!" He practically beamed when he said it.
She forced a smile and then decided it was time to get to the point. "What did you want to speak to me about?"
Sunstreaker snapped his fingers then walked over to her. "I almost forgot! Well, I wanted to apologize first hand for the whole panty incident. I'm sooo SORRY! Also, I don't have very many friends because people are very judgemental of me and I thought maybe since you're a femme, you could maybe see past all my flaws or 'disgustingness' as most mechs here would call it..." His smile quickly turned into a hurt looking frown.
Elita felt sympathy for him. "Why can't you be friends with a mech?"
Sunstreaker glanced up at her "I can. You see, I like other mechs and some of the other mechs here think I might fall in love with them or something and it's pretty hurtful to me. They call me names and are very mean about it. I'm only friends with Bluestreak, Jazz and Blaster. They swing both ways so we get along okay. I would talk to Prowl but he's boring and...scary..."
Elita was a bit disturbed and taken aback by the introduction to a...gay mech, but at least that meant he wouldn't make any moves on her.
"Oh, they shouldn't do that to you. I forgive you for the whole incident. I almost forgot about it, actually. Prowl is a bit...anti-social and expressionless. But I'm glad you seem to trust me in a small matter to try and become friends."
Sunny's face lit up a little as he looked up her then he took up a triumphant pose. "We're now besties! Got it? Wait, no. You're my...my. FAGHAG!" He smiled
Elita gave a disapproving frown at the use of the word 'faghag'. "Faghag?"
"Yeah! Faghag. You'll be like my best friend and the only girl I trust with my secrets and stuff like that!" Sunny then paused. "Well, if you want to be...if you don't want to be my friend you don't have to." He frowned a bit.
"I'll be your friend."
Sunny's face practically glowed. "Yay!" He squeezed Elita into a friendly hug.
Elita allowed herself to hug back slightly. "So am I dismissed?"
"If you want to leave, you can." Sunny said.
"Alright, well, I'll go ahead and take my leave. Have a lovely day. If you need some help with those bullies or mean mechs that don't like how you are, I will take care of it for you."
"Thanks, Elli!"
Elita winced at the nickname. "Elli...?
Sunny smiled. "Yep! My own nickname just for you! Elli!"
Seeing Sunny happy made her hesitent to protest so instead she just gave him one more hug and took her leave.
As she was walking down the corridors, she replayed what had just happened in her mind. 'I suppose I'm a faghag now...whatever the frag that entails. Oh, Primus, what have I gotten myself into? Curse my soft side. Gets me into trouble everytime.' she thought. She just continued her walk to her and Optimus's quarters. Suddenly, thoughts of Starscream swirled through out her head. She mentally scolded herself for being somehow so attracted to Starscream. 'Fraggit, it was just one kiss! Why am I so emotionally broken?' She yelled in her mind as she sighed frustratingly. She continued her trek to the quarters, pushing thoughts of Starscream away as much as possible. When she reached her and Optimus's quarters, she found Optimus waiting for her. "Hello." She said to him.
Optimus jerked his head up, clearly taken by surprise at Elita's presence. "Hello, Elita."
She smiled. "What did you wish to speak to me about?"
"Ah, yes. I almost forgot. Do you remember that time whenever you went on that flight with Skyfire?"
Fear internally struck Elita at the question but she remained as composed as she could and gave him a confused look. "Yes?"
"I do realize Skyfire was a good mech and that's precisely why I find the situation rather suspicious. He went outside of the 50 mile radius knowing that Decepticons could have been out of there and it scared me knowing you were out there...why were you out there?"
'Frag.' She thought. Thoughts of Starscream and her kissing quickly went into her mind at the location Skyfire had taken her to. "I'm not sure. I wasn't the one doing the flying, Prime. If you want to get any answers, you should probably ask Skyfire, love."
Optimus hesitently nodded. "I'll ask him tomorrow then."
Elita nodded back at him. 'Thank Primus I got out of that one.'
Starscream awoke in absolute pain as he sat up blinking many times, trying to get ahold of what happened. Everything was out of focus and he could barely see anything. Finally, his vision adjusted but it was still dark and whether he could see or not, he could still barely...well, see. He tried to get a fix on his surroundings when he saw surging green optics looking down on him. "Who are you?!" He said in a demanding tone. "State your name and who you are! I am Starscrea-"
"I know you are Starscream. That's precisely why you're here, my friend."
"Psh, spare me these games! I'm not your friend and I don't like this darkness!" He tried to get up but found his ability rendered impossible when realizing he was in a cage. "Who the frag are you?! Tell me or I will kill you!"
An evil laugh that made Starscream's metal burn with discomfort and fear sounded through the darkness. The green optics darted at Starscream. Starscream looked into the optics and felt as if they were seering into his spark and ripping him apart.
"You're not in the place to make threats at me, my dear." the voice whispered darkly.
"SHOW YOURSELF!" Starscream sneered.
"Are you sure you wish to gaze on me Starscream? Not many people have seen me and lived to tell the tale." The voice then cackled evilly.
Starscream winced at the loud laugh and decided he was going to freak out and yell like an idiot until the person showed himself. "I AM STARSCREAM, YOU WILL RESPECT ME YOU STUPID PIECE OF SLAG! SHOW YOURSELF, COWARD!"
The voice growled in response to the insults. "You don't know who you're insulting, you little glitch."
Starscream sighed, sounding bored. "Well, I would if you would fragging show yourself!" Suddenly, he heard footsteps come toward him. From the sounds of the footsteps, ...it sounded like a seeker.
The mech holding him captive kneeled infront of the cage and reached through the bars and gently cupped Starscream's chin and pulled him close to him. The light of his optics and Starscream's made the captor's face visual.
Starscream could only vaguely determine his captors looks. He was a seeker though, definitely. He had the same head shape and color as Starscream, but his face was VERY light. It seemed as though he had a white colored face. Starscream could only see his nose and small fractions of his cheeks though. But what he mostly saw were the bright green optics fixed on him. Cold and heartless looking, but beautiful.
His captor pulled Starscream even closer. They were nose to nose and Starscream could clearly see his captor's face now.
"Can you see me now?" his captor whispered.
This mech had a white face, and a VERY scarred face. He was indeed a seeker and seemed as though he used to be a beautiful one at that. "Wh-who are you?"
"Acidstorm. But you can just call me Ace..." he whispered darkly and pulled Starscream's face closer to his through the bars.
Starscream was now uncomfortably close to his captor. Close enough to hear his breath, his lips were only barely away from his"..What do you want?" Starscream said as he stared at the scarred face bestowed infront of him.
Acidstorm smirked an unholy smirk that made Starscream want to purge his tanks. "The answer is simple. I want you, Starscream." He then moved to harshly bite Starscream's bottom lip.
Starscream really didn't like what had just happened. He stared into his evil optics with his own fear filled ones. "Why...?"
"Because you're you. You're special, and I like special things."
Starscream had grown tired of all of this and pulled his face from Acidstorm's grip. "Get to the point! Why am I here!?"
He could hear Acidstorm stand up and walk away. Suddenly, lights came on and Starscream was able to see his full form. Starscream now feared his captor more than ever. He had black and green wings with scars dashed across them and sharp forms at the ends that retreated upward and downward, giving him a disgusting look about him. He had black turbines and black and green fronts of his feet. Scars covered his frame, face and even had small scars on his lips. He had black hands with sharp claws. There was two black markings below his eyes, making his captor even more frightening seeming. (I'll let you imagine the markings however you want.) "You are no ordinary seeker...you are from the darklands of Vos." Starscream said with fear in his voice.
Acidstorm hooted with laughter then shot a glance at Starscream. "Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner. I suppose if you know I'm from the darklands, you know my race's name..." his facial expression darkened.
He backed up in his cage a bit. "You're a Tombius...a dark Vosiloid (seeker from Vos). I thought your kind was extinct!"
"Ah, you're so smart Starscream. But we're not extinct. Yes, there are few of us left but plenty enough to wreak havoc on you Vosiloid maggots." He seethed.
"You're a Vosiloid, too, you dolt!" Starscream yelled at the Tombius.
"Ah, ah, ah. You are mistaken. I used to be a Vosiloid."
Starscream's eyed narrowed. "What do you mean 'used to be'?"
Acidstorm sat down on a chair infront of equipment that was in there. "It's a long, long, sad little story. But, you see, Tombius didn't always used to be - well, Tombius. We were Vosiloids at one point. We may still look like them but we are by no stretch of the imagination the same as you. Not anymore, at least."
Starscream was now interested. "Continue..."
"My race didn't exist until approximately 6.3 million years ago. There was a mad scientist a long time ago to experimented things. Such as ressurection of dead body parts like hands, heads, and so on and so forth. In another lab, there was a test tubing room. So a sparkling was test tubed and the scientist decided to take the sparkling. When he did, he put him on a research table and tested this syrum on the sparkling and the sparking's appearance and side immediately changed. Optics changed abnormal colors, claws turned sharp and longer than normal, and basically turned him into an abomination. The scientist named this child De'Luna (deh-loo-nuh). The child grew and grew and was continously used to scientific testing. After 20 horrible years of torture, De'Luna created more of what he was and named the race the Tombius. He killed every Vosiloid in site, desacrated every grave, leveled every city with a long chain of followers. We destroyed the whole planet of Meblon. Meblonians came from Meblon to kill us so we killed practically every one of them and killed half of their planet along with them. Our vengeance was definitely known. We were known as a dark race, which we were. Our race was built by torture and driven by insanity. To make a long story short, De'Luna was isolated and treated as a disgusting being so he created more and gave the robots of Vos a taste of their own medicine. He's a hero in the optics of us Tombius."
Starscream scowled at the story and glared at Acidstorm. "And what does any of THIS have to do with me?"
"Nothing." He cackled. "But, you can help me save my race."
Starscream snorted. "Get someone else to do it.
"I would if I could. You're the only person capable of getting through to what I want."
His curiousity was at its peak. "What do you want me to do?"
"Simply put, your leader Megatron has a relic called the Relic of Discus. If I have it, I can revive my race and maybe turn them to normal. I'll give you whatever you want in return for this relic."
Starscream smirked. "Just one thing."
Acidstorm darted his gaze to Starscream. "So you'll do it? Alright, what do you want in return?"
Starscream's smirk widened more. "I want you to promise you will not wreak havoc on the remaining Vosiloids and keep your animalisticness at a low."
"Okay but that's all you get."
"Deal. So what does this relic look like?" Starscream asked. "And can you PLEASE let me out of this Primus forsaken cage?"
"How do I know you won't go chicken and run off." Acidstorm said while walking slowly toward the cage.
"I have no reason to." He scoffed.
"Okay then. If you try to escape, I will kill you." He unlocked the cage and backed up.
Starscream crawled on of the cage and stood. "So back to my last question, what does it look like?"
"Trust me, you'll know it when you see it. I'm going to release you now and you get that fragging relic at any cost. I don't care what you have to do. Just GET IT." Acidstorm demanded.
"Fine, fine, fine." Starscream sneered.
Acidstorm grabbed Starscream's face and stared into his optics with a dark, cold expression. "If I don't get that relic, I'm going to rip out your vocalizer and kill you slowly and painfully. And I will enjoy it. I'm not known to be patient OR sympathetic..."
Fear latched Starscream as he nodded at the Madman before him.
"Now get out of my sight."
Everything went black. AGAIN.
-Later-
Starscream awoke to his quarters and shook his head. "Was it a dream?" He then touched his lips and felt where Acidstorm had bit them. "Apparently not." He stood up and immediately when out of his quarters to the outside world to take a flight. 'So I have to obtain a relic..." he though. 'Doesn't sound so hard. Just got to use my charms on Megatron and it'll be a piece of oil cake. Besides, that stupid Tombius can wake. I want to see Skyfire and I want to see Elita so phbt.' he thought again.
He flew through the sky thinking on this and decided to see Skyfire. Besides, he was his only ticket to seeing Elita.
'I hope I can see her again...' he thought anxiously.