A/N. I don't own Transformers.
Things change, people change, they could be different next time you meet them, or exactly the same, but when the next you meet, and their eyes are rolled back, snarling and bloody, then that, my friend. Is a bad change, and you might want to leave before they change you, too.
~ThemSoundwaves.
Movements like water, shoulders hunched, two creatures shrouded by the darkness of an alley, with the late days' sun coming to its end, the last of its rays stretched on the abandoned, bloodied street, one half light, one half dark, like an invisible wall that imprisoned the two horrors within the dark side.
Slowly, as the seconds passed, the light drew back, the two silent, hunching creatures moving upward as the light retreated, on the lights tail, ragged black feet inches from the line, afraid to enter the sun that may hurt their thin skin. Their goal? A satinet, parked alien machine scouting the area ahead of them.
The horrors could smell the life on the recharging alien like a bloodhound to a fox, to their black eyes life was always outlined, they saw little color, mostly black and white. But they could see life like an arua, that caressed the vehicle in a dim, holy golden glow.
They did not like that golden glow, only the vile black glow that cascaded around one of their own.
They made no noise, their crusted, black-gray skin and black, swimming eyes hidden within the shadows, narrowed at the alien, seeing it nothing more then a soldier to acquire for their army.
As the last light of the sun retreated, blinking out behind a leaning building, it left the city in complete darkness, to a fate the gods couldn't predict. Their quest starting, the two creatures crouched, looking at one another. One creature was of a lighter shade, seeming Phlegmatic, and uninterested in what was going on around him, it was shown in the lazy posture he supported himself on.
The other, of a darker shade, seemed civil, almost over-proud of himself, shoulder held as high as they could go, a lively grin on his black lips.
'Side, side, side!' The lighter shade chanted brashly, in a language that sounded like growling wolves, the other nodded, snarling quietly, obeying the others order, lowering itself to the ground like a rabbid animal, crawling on its hands and feet, back hunched. Skittering across the dirty ground, eyes locked onto the Cybertronian before him, keeping his distance, making sure the car didn't see him.
Barricade himself knew something was up, he wasn't stupid, he hadn't been sent out here to toy around, he kept his concealed optics on the so called 'sneaky' creature. Curiosity peaking, wondering what they were planning, and if they knew he was there.
After all, unlike the Autobots, the Decepticons didn't know anything about the humans... Infestation
The creature rolled behind a destroyed car, peeking out from behind it to lock its eyes on the non-moving alien, the paint job would have suggested it was part of a police force, but of course, those details escaped the creatures mind.
'Ra, Ra!' The first lighter creature chanted, the one scouting, snapped its head towards its partner, its name called. Barricade turned his sensors up, listening to the unknown and un-listed language the organics were speaking, he pretended not to hear, but to be asleep.
'Du, Du!' Ra Hummed back, more to himself then the other, his fists slightly slapping the pavement beneath It, Both creatures locked eyes, they had the car boxed in from both sides. Du stood up to its full height, Ra followed, and then, a whisper that the wind carried.
'Go.'
Barricade shuttered.
Both creatures lunged.
A speed no human could ever manage to accomplish, long legs attached to one-shooed feet beat against the pavement, Ra snarled crazily, while Du kept his bored look, swishing his arms at his sides as he panted for effect.
Barricade was trained for an ambush like this, his headlights snapped on, highlighting the creatures, they seemed to bow back at the sudden light attack recoiling, still running, both creatures looked down at their skin, nothing happened, and so, they ignored the harmless, artificial light, trudging foreword at Barricade.
The mechs tires squealed against the cracked ground as he abruptly backed away, the creatures running at him as he backed up. Why were they so fast? how could they possibly outrun him?
But the creatures were too fast, Ra jumped atop the hood, using its seemingly indistructible claws to rake into the metal, the car, also known as Barricade, howled in pain as he transformed. The wounds stung more then he thought they would.
Ra went flying, landing at a broken angle, but it didn't phase the horror, in a swift second, Ra was back on his feet, rushing at Barricade again.
Du jumped, latching onto Barricades arms, the scout transformed his servos into blades, slicing at the zombie while scattering backwords clumsily, his engine roaring. But each slice missed as the creature dodged them, acting like liquid as it swam its way around the saws.
Ra leaped as well, but he didn't get far, his over cocky attitude, or his just stupidity, he jumped right at one of Barricades grinding, spinning saws, Ra saw his mistake, hoping gravity would pull him to the ground- or the mech would move, but he didn't.
With a squeal, Ra threw his head up, hands out, Barricades saw sliced Ra completely in half.
With a growl, Barricade shook his servo that Du was attached to, the movement dazed the creature, causing it to latch onto barricades arm metal, Barricade had enough, he grunted, waiting for the zombie to get into a good position, then, he brought his hand down.
Over and over the panicking mech slammed the zombie intoned ground, after the second hit, Du's grip loosened, his body left in a small creator.
Barricade swayed, a black blood covered servo to his processor, continuing to back up while he muttered curses in his own tongue, his processor had gone completely numb, his vison blacking as warnings flashed, telling him he was losing energon. He could feel what felt like a million small cuts littering the arm Du had been attached to, like hundreds of paper cuts.
He tripped over an upturned car, landing ungracefully on his back, he went to stand up, only to feel his energy leaving him.
His optics locked on the forms of the two creatures he thought he had killed, just in time to see the one he had cut in half, Ra, one half of his body seemed to melt completely into a black puddle of what looked like oil, then, it mudded itself into the top half, recreating the tall, lengthy creature.
Du, the one he had crushed, began bubbling, then, like a waterfall flowing upward in slow motion, Du began to reform.
Barricade groaned, his head lulling back.
Both creatures wasted no time, once Ra's partner was fully reformed, they lunged again, landing ontop of Barricade's prone form.
The mech tried to fight them off, but it was a lost battle, he was weak, he felt his mind slipping away, after a minuet. He gave up.
His head fell back against the ground, his red optics darkening into a dark black, seeing this, both Ra and Du slipped off the alien, snickering among themselves.
'Ba' Du said, walking up to the offlined Barricade, resting a hand on the mechs now cold leg plaiting, with almost doctor like skills, Du used his nail to rip through the tough metals, having to stop and jerk his hand a few times.
Barricade began to shake uncontrollably.
Once that was done, Du chattered is teeth, a signal to Ra, the other horror came up beside his partner, both put their hands to the metal.
The black skin began to break from both creatures hands, leaving yellow, black spotted bones, the skin from both creatures molded together, then, sunk into the gash, the wound sealed up, dark gray metal patching the normal white paint.
With a jerk, Barricade sat upright, a long, suffering painful scream warping through his lips, all his systems onlined as The mech attempted to save himself from a painful fate, he was being pushed from his own mind, he was numb, yet, his entire body was on fire with a pain he had never felt before.
The energon in his systems turned a slow, oily black as it traveled from his leg up, his normal blue spark was transferred into a black, pulsing orb, the fleas made their way up to his processor, and that's when Barricade lost the fight- lost all control.
The entire time Barricade screamed until his vocalizer fuzzed, then, all sound cut off as the black blood fully engulfed Barricades systems, the mech sat upright, optics unfocused, zooming in and out.
'Ba' Du repeated, almost happily, Barricades helm snapped to Du's head, as if a calling to a dog.
'Du, Ra.' Ba chanted, already knowinf their names from the same minds they shared, Ba was like the two creatures creation, in a way, he was.
Ba lifted himself up from the ground, offering a hand to the two smaller creatures.
'Ba take, Du-Ra-to Dar?' Ra rasped, poking at the hand, Ba took no notice, simply shimming his hand closer to the two creatures, beckoning them on.
'Ba take, Du-Ra-to Dar, on.' Ba commanded, Ra and Du both took the offered appendage, scurrying onto it, Ba lifted them to his shoulder, where they both clambered onto.
With that, Ba took off at a run, faster then any cybertronian, Ra and Du both held on as their new partner carried them to their leader.
The last two days had to have been the worse days in history of days for twenty year old Sierra Johnson, when she woke up, she had planned to go on a date with her boyfriend, two years going on now- she was hoping he would have proposed to her, everyone of her friends said he would.
But a sickness kept her inside, a cold or something, her mother put the house on lockdown, no one allowed in, or out until she was better, Sierras mother was picky when it came to those sorts of things, locking her in the house until she was better, so she wouldn't pass on her simple cold to anyone else.
And so, poor Sierra had to explain to call up her soon-to-be husband and him that she couldn't make it, of course, he understood, being with her for the past two years, he knew almost everything about his trustworthy girlfriend and her germaphoeb parents.
After her sickness had passed, not a day later, Sierra awoke in her room, the lights were off, well, she couldn't exactly sleep with them on, but the weird part? Her door was locked- from the outside, She had never had a lock on her doors, her parents must have locked her in, but why?
After spending the last two hours breaking free from her prison, Sierra made her way down stares, her eyes were narrowed, ready to tell her parents off for locking her in.
But when she reached her living room, she had to stop, everything had been a mess, there was blood- everywhere, the front door wide open, letting in the cool mid-falls air.
Seeing the blood, she did what any normal human would do, she panicked, she called out for her parents, when they didn't answer, she grabbed the phone.
But nothing but her own panicked, shaky voice echoed back through the line.
In the mists of redialing, her eye caught the open door and the scene that laid behind it.
The phone dropped, a busy signal beeping, she went to step foreword, but got no further.
Something had crashed into her, knocking her out.
And when she woke, she was being dragged, her head was spinning, she could hardly catch a glimpse of who- what was carrying her. But when her mind wrapped around the thoughts of Zombies. She passed out again.
When she awoke for a second time, Sierra had found herself chained to a wall, she could see nothing, it was dark, the air smelt of chemicals, things were moving, growling, knocking things over without a care, and then, a light came on.
Sierra had screamed when a disgusting, peeking face entered her vision, she screamed her heart out, backing away, her back against the wall, kicking out with her feet.
But the thing- whatever it was, only watched her, complete black optics looking sad, upset, and angry all in one.
It made a noise Sierra could only interpreted as a 'shhhh' putting its hand out close to her lips, clumpy red hair dangling around its eyes.
But she recognized him.
It had been a while since she had seen her uptight, science obsessed uncle, the last time she saw him was when she was fifteen, he had came to her birthday party, gifting her with a stun-gun that he made himself.
But this wasn't how she was expecting to see him again.
"Uncle Radar?" She called out briskly, her voice on the edge of tears. The thing before her, hummed, a soft noise that vibrated in his throat, long and subtle.
"Wh-wh-what?" Her voice was brittle, breaking like glass. She was fighting back another pass out, her head was numb, black dots filled her vision, she was going to pass out, she knew it, and she didn't want to wake up.
'Kkeiirr, turima aro, aviel,' the creature voiced, in a language Sierra didn't know, the voice though- the voice was uncle Radars, but... It was different.
Before she could even speak, to ask what was going on, to ask why he looked... Dead, 'Radar' spoke, a finger to her forehead, pushing her head back against the damp wall behind her.
"Slahheep."
Sierra was pulled into a thick sheet of blackness.
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