Torn Chapter 2
A/N
I am just going to keep her name Circuit Breaker but this is not the original one. Enjoy!
Nemesis, Third POV
"I told you to capture that neutral," Megatron started, "Then why is she not in a holding cell!"
Anyone could tell that Megatron was angry. No, not angry, furious.
"The Autobots came and grabbed her, Lord Megatron. I am the only one who made it out alive," Vehicon 4356-8 replied.
"Well, that will not be true soon." With that, he pulled out his ion cannon and shot the Vehicon. "KnockOut, keep tabs on the neutral. I want her alive or dead."
Autobot Base, Circuit's POV
I was so excited that I had found, not only more Cybertronians, but my spark mother! The humans are very nice to me. Well, except for agent Fowler. He did not seem very happy about having more, quote, giant tin buckets destroying the earth. I think he was having a bad day.
I was sitting in my room when I heard a knock on the door.
"Hello," came Arcee's voice, "Optimus wanted me to take you to get your alt-mode."
"Ok," I called out while opening the door. We bridged to a human car store at nighttime. It took a bit of time but I finally decided on a 2003 Ferrari 360 Spider. We decided to go out for a test drive. I loved the feeling of the air flowing over my smooth frame. After driving for a bit, Arcee suddenly turned. I followed her to a small pile of rocks. She transformed and sat down. I followed her example and sat with her.
"You okay Arcee?"
She looked at me. "This is where we buried CliffJumper. Or at least what was left."
"Not Cliff…" I did not believe her. He was one of my best friends as a youngling.
"StarScream stabbed him and then Megatron brought him back from the dead with dark energon. He looked like those con experiments back on Cybertron."
"I know how bad those were. My best friend, Ohm, was a victim of them." I could not continue speaking. The words formed in my processor but my vocal box could not speak them. I felt a tear of energon slide down my cheek. Arcee slid closer to me and grasped me in a hug. I kept sobbing until I could not cry anymore. When I pulled away she looked at me with concern in her eyes.
"Are you okay Circuit?"
"I'm fine mom." It felt nice to call her that. "I just have a question. Who is my sparkfather?"
She flinched at my question. "We should head back to base." She stood up and started walking away.
"Can I know?" I really did not want to know after how she avoided the subject.
She stopped and without turning said, "I would rather not talk about it."
We wordlessly transformed and drove back to base. When we got there, I quickly ran to my room even though I knew they could tell I had been crying. A few minutes later there came a knock at my door.
"Circuit Breaker? Are you alright," came the deep voice of Optimus Prime.
I opened the door and walked out. "No. Mom took me to see Cliffs grave and it reminded me of Ohm-" I had to stop because I started crying again. He walked me back to my Berth and sat me down while sitting down next to me. After a few kliks silent except for my sobbing, he slowly enveloped me in a big hug. When I finally managed to pull myself together he spoke,
"I know how it feels to lose someone close to you," he started until I spoke up.
"Oh really? What, do you think you know EVERYTHING?" I started to get angry. Did he really think that he knew everything? Just because he is a Prime that does not mean that he is a walking information booth. Before I could continue, he stopped me.
"Yes I do. Elita-1, my sparkmate, died by the hand of Decepticons."
I realized how rude I had been. "I'm sorry Optimus, for Elita-1 and for being so rude."
"I understand. A lot has happened in the past few days. It can get to be alot. Ratchet is very surprised that you have not had a breakdown yet. Speaking of Ratchet, he is expecting you in the medbay."
I sighed but did not complain. I marched myself upright and proud into the medbay. I saw Ratchet setting up some moniters and tools. I mentally shivered at some of the tools that I recognized from the lab that I found Ohm in. "No you idiot! Do not think about it!" I mentally scolded myself. I felt like a sparkling. Finally he noticed me and said,
"Ah there you are. Lie face down on the berth."
I did as I was instructed and got as comfortable as possible. He scanned my doorwings and back.
"The fracture is healing up nicely and your scratches are healing as well. Now flip over."
I flipped and he attached a cable to my head.
"Your processor is good. No viruses or injuries. Your stress levels are extremely high. Why is that?" The last part he said to himself. After removing the cable he said,
"May I open you chasis plates? I need to check your spark."
"Yes and thanks for asking."
He grabbed something and put it between my plates of armor. After carefully opening them he grabbed another cable and attached it to my spark chamber.
"May I ask why you are so stressed? Your spark is working overtime."
"The tools reminded me of something," I said weakly.
"May I ask what?"
"The con experiments and my friend who was a vict-" I could not finish the sentence. It was really hard to not cry.
"Slagging cons," Ratchet said as he walked over to me. "I know it is hard. I lost a close friend to that as well, but please for your own health calm down. Stress on your spark can cause it to overload."
"I will try Ratchet."
"Okay. Now I need to check your other scratches and small injuries."
He closed my chasis and grabbed some tools while watching my reaction. If I flinched than he put it away and if I stayed still then he would use that tool. It made the whole process take longer but it helped me feel a lot more comfortable. After giving me a thumbs up and telling me to take it easy he shooed me out of the bay.
I walked into the main room and saw Optimus and Arcee talking while BulkHead, BumbleBee, Jack, and Miko were racing cars on the small tv.
"What's up?"
Arcee replied while walking towards me, "Nothing. We were just talking. Are you good now? Optimus told me about your emotional breakdown."
"I am okay know. Ratchet said that I need to take easy on my stress levels because its putting strain on my spark."
She wrapped me in a big hug. "You know that you will always have me here," she whispered into my audio receptors, "Now go get some recharge."
I obeyed because I felt exhausted. I walked back to my room and curled up on my berth. It felt nice to be so close to friends. I off lined my optics and slowly fell into recharge.