Author's note. Hey, I'm finally back, did any one miss me. Sorry for not updating any of my stories but the area I'm in suffered an internet blackout and it was only fixed today.
Anyway, it's fixed now and here is the next chapter with our favourite Sparklings. And for fans of Ravage is a what and is going to have what, I'll be updating this weekend.
Enjoy and please review.
"So I said to him, it ain't the size that matters, it's how you use it," Deadstrip said as he and Motormaster walked down a seemingly deserted corridor.
"And he believed you," the large truck replied as they passed some boxes that were innocently lying on the floor.
"Yes," Deadstrip said and the two burst out into cloud cruel laughter as they turned a corner and continued on their way.
"What a afthead," drifted through the corridor as the two Mechs moved away.
There was silence and stillness in the corridor, and then something moved, one of the boxes. It was tipped over to reveal a little blue Femme Sparkling who strained her audio, listening for other Decepticons. Hearing none she quickly, threw the box off and hissed to the other boxes.
"All clear,"
The other boxes were duly tossed aside to reveal three more Sparkling, a red Mach, a white Mech and a pink Femme. It had been about half and Earth hour since they had escaped from their play pen in the Decepticon Rec Room, but progress to their destination was unfortunately slow.
They had no intention of giving up, not when their friend was in trouble but it was very frustrating, especially as they could have easily covered three times as much distance in their adult forms.
"Damnit," Ironhide cursed as they took in their surroundings. "We're getting no where fast, we gotta think of something else."
"If only we could transform," Elita siad wistfully as the Sparklings carefully crept down the Decepticon free passage.
But they couldn't, it wasn't possible for Sparklings to do so as their systems were not developed enough, not to mention they just didn't have the body mass to accomplish it. Only Younglings in the second stage could fully and safely transform, and they were no where near that age yet, they didn't even have their second armour.
"But we can't," Ratchet stated wearily. "And we're still two floors up from Starscweam's lab."
"This isn't going to work," Chromia said grimly as they peered round a corner.
"If it takes us this long just to reach Skyfire, how are we going to get back before anyone notices?"
The Sparklings all grimaced, Chromia had a point, if they were found wondering the Nemesis, they would be in big trouble. Trouble being a severe spanking and then being sent to bed early and not allowed to watch any telly. Not to mention that Skywarp would be really disappointed.
"Ah'd give anything for a pair of wheels right about now," Ironhide said wistfully as they run along the passageway before diving into an open storage cupboard.
They had to do this so they could listen out for any approaching Decepticons, but this of course slowed them down considerably. But as they paused in the storage cupboard, Ratchet gave the room a causal glance and suddenly froze, his optics alighting on a certain shelf.
"Guys," he said slowly. "I think I have an idea."
Skyfire's POV.
"Hold still brat,"
Skyfire whimpered as Starscream hovered over him, holding a large needle. When they had reached the Seeker's laboratory, Starscream had moodily dumped him on top a table and stomped off to get some equipment, leaving the little Shuttle all alone.
While he was there, Skyfire was able to amuse himself by examining the room's contents, it helped him forget the pain. With a pang he saw, that Starscream habits hadn't changed much he was still chaotic in an organised sort of way. He gave a small hiccup of sadness but quickly suppressed it, Starscream had already threatened him with a Spanking if he started crying and he didn't want that.
He hadn't forgotten how Chromia had cried after Megatron had punished her or the pain Ironhide had been in. And those two had no real grudge against the Sparklings they had punished, unlike Starscream.
So he simply admired the collection of data pads Starscream had, no doubt containing fascinating information. Despite being an Autobot, Skyfire was still a scientist at Spark and he never missed an opportunity to further his general knowledge. He wondered, would Starscream let him have a little look?
He had been awake for a few months now, but there was still so much to learn about Earth and it's many inhabitants. He started to stretch out a hand, surely a little peek wouldn't do any harm…
"Don't you dare,"
Skyfire jerked his hand back as the sharp order cut through the air like a knife. Turning, he saw Starscream had returned, his arms full of stuff. And unfortunately, he didn't look any happy than he had earlier.
Dumping what he had brought into a container beside the table Skyfire was on, he now bent over the frightened Sparkling, hands on either side of him.
"If I catch you touching any of my stuff," Starscream hissed menacingly. "I swear I will give you such a Spanking, you'll wish you were back under the ice."
"I'm sorry," Skyfire said fearfully. "I just wanted to read a little…"
"Did I say you could?" Starscream demanded, interrupting him.
"N, no," sky fire stuttered. "But…"
"But nothing, brat," Starscream snarled. "While you are here, you follow my rules, got it?"
"Yes," Skyfire whimpered, wishing he was back with his friends and Skywarp.
"Yes sir," Starscream said, his optics flashing dangerously.
"Yes sir," Skyfire said quickly and Starscream now stood up properly and started sorting through the container of stuff that he had brought from the other room.
"Get on your front," Starscream abruptly ordered as he turned around, holding that big needle.
Skyfire's optics widened in horror as he took it in. And then he started shaking.
"Please, not again," he whispered trying to back away but his back hit the wall.
"Oh yes," Starscream said nastily. "And if you cause the same amount of difficulty like you did last time, you will get a good spanking and a blunt needle."
Skyfire tensed, completely terrified, but knowing Starscream would carry out his threat, he quickly pushed himself forward so he was now lying on his front. Starscream, roughly grabbed him and spun him around so that his feet were facing the Seeker rather than his head.
After ordering the little Sparkling to keep still, Starscream shoved the needle into his aft. Skyfire gasped with pain, biting his lip as Starscream drew out Energon, the little Shuttle desperately tried to keep from crying.
When Starscream had finished, he withdrew the needle and looked contemptuously down at the small trembling form on his table. Grumbling, he grabbed some antiseptic and quickly swabbed where he had stuck the needle in, before giving the little bottom a slap.
Skyfire yelped and sat up, clutching his rear end as he stared in shock at Starscream who smirked at him as he removed the needle, leaving only a vial of Skyfire's Energon.
"What did you do that for?" Skyfire demanded, his lower lip trembling.
"Just something to snap you out of it," Starscream sneered as he examined his sample thoughtfully.
After taking down some notes, he laid down the sample and took hold of Skyfire and lifted him up. Before Skyfire could ask what he was doing, Starscream laid him down on a makeshift berth and once he'd done that, he grabbed a scanner.
"You will keep still and no squirming," Starscream said sternly. "I'm going to be scanning and examining you before I deicide how to…cure you. Hopefully the cure won't involve too much pain."
"And then I can go back with the others," Skyfire asked as Starscream started to prod him.
"No doubt," Starscream said with a sniff as he continued.
Skyfire closed his optics, started to feel very tired and sore. If only he could be with his friends, they'd make everything better, he'd be able to cope so much better if they were here.
What Skyfire didn't know was that he was going to get his wish sooner than he thought.
Author's note. In the next chapter, find out what Ratchet has found and what happens to Skyfire. Also, we see a bit of Soundwave's parental skills in action. Till next time.