Author's Note: And finally, the moment you've all been waiting for, the next chapter of Forbidden. Thanks to Decepticon Skywhip (even if Skywarp doesn't think it's love at the moment), Riptide2 (what can I say? Skywarp just kind of asked for it), and I Am Blueberry (Neverland was fun but this is more entertaining!) for reviewing the last chapter! I own nothing but my OCs
Forbidden
Chapter V
"Blaznee: Just for the record...
Enforcer Drone: I'm listening
Blaznee: I thought this was a bad idea
Enforcer Drone: Just for the record, you'd better hope not."-Spaced Invaders
When Jazz, Ratchet, and Ironhide returned to base they weren't alone. Optimus probably shouldn't have been surprised that Jazz had managed to meet more possible allies but he was. Ironhide wasn't thrilled about the new possible additions. Ratchet was more objective. All three of the femmes were fliers in good health and the youngest had a gift similar to Mirage's. The black and purple femme had quite possibly saved Jazz's life.
Jetfire was wary about greeting newcomers, especially Seekers. Besides Silverbolt's gestalt and Jetfire's twin the Autobots were low on aerial support but that didn't mean Jetfire was going to accept newcomers without a healthy serving of doubt. That was why Optimus requested the flier be present when he met the newcomers.
The three fliers were all smaller than Jetfire but they didn't mean they weren't dangerous. They eyed the Autobots with looks that were equal parts wariness and respect. "I am Autobot Aerial Commander Jetfire," Jetfire said, surveying the three of them.
"Carnelian," the red and black one said after a moment of silence.
"Acadia," chirped the brown one, her expression a little more friendly than her trine sister's.
"Nightshade," the final one said. She was a poisonous colored purple with black and Optimus had the distinct feeling that she was seeing straight through him. "And my priority now is the safety of my trine." The warning was acknowledged loud and clear.
"I owe you a thank you for helping Jazz," Optimus cut in as Jetfire bristled, though at the implied threat or the implication that the Autobots posed a threat to Neutrals Optimus didn't know.
"It was nothing he couldn't handle himself," Nightshade replied coolly. "Skyracer isn't a threat to anyone but himself anymore."
"What happened to him?" Optimus asked curiously.
"He worked with the Decepticons before his trine was killed and his wings were destroyed," Nightshade answered. "He lost his sanity after that and the Decepticons dumped him in the middle of nowhere."
"Another unfortunate war casualty," Carnelian cut in. "Or not as the case may be."
"Carnelian," Nightshade warned, unphased when the red and black femme glared at her. Acadia glanced between her two trine sisters with mild amusement until Carnelian sighed and let the subject go.
"You're welcome to stay here," Optimus said as soon as Nightshade turned back to him. "But I cannot guarantee the safety of you and your trine."
"It's not safe anywhere anymore," Carnelian said darkly but Nightshade ignored her trine sister.
"Thank you," she replied. "We'll take advantage of your hospitality at least for now." Optimus nodded and turned to leave with Jetfire on his heels.
"I hope you know what you're doing," Jetfire said. "Letting those three in. For all we know they could be Decepticons."
"I highly doubt that," Optimus said. "But if you end up being right you can be public about it." Then he turned down a different hallway leaving a frustrated Jetfire behind.