AN/ Sorry for the lack of notes last part. I know the timing is off, but it will work out in the sequel. I wrote the story down on notebook paper before 'Transwarped' aired. Any characters revealed in it are not he same as the characters in here (especially Perceptor!) I don't own anything. Enjoy!
Perceptor rebooted. He blinked his optics a few times before groaning. He tried to get up, but his bonds kept him down. "Look who finally rebooted," a gruff voice commented, "for a moment there, I thought I off lined you!" "Release me now or face the dire consequences of Cybertronian law!" he declared, trying to sound like a threat, and "You must answer for the act of breaking into my abode and abducting my person!" "Fancy words for someone in your position," Lockdown emerged from the shadows, "Now do you have any personal mods on you that I could take?" Perceptor struggled as the figure came closer.
"Pathetic, even if you did have a mod, I'm not sure that I would that it from a sissy bot like you." "Mods? What are you…?" Perceptor looked over at the shelves, and gasped at what he saw. "Those are my hunting trophies," the bounty hunter explained, "mementos of my successful hunts. I take their personal mods and use them for myself. "You… you… monster!" "For some odd reason, I knew you'd say that." He put his hook under Perceptor's chin, tilting his head to make the young bot look at him. "I'm not scared of you!" "I don't expect you to be. Now on the other hand, there's that youngling of yours…"
"She's not mine! I was watching her for an old friend!" "So that's the story. I was fixing to say that you seemed too smart to go messing around with femmes, and that I was wrong about you being smart seeing that you landed yourself a sparkling, if you know what I mean." "Uh… yeah, I get it and I'm very offended." He removed his hook. "What have you done with her?!" "Who?" "You know who!" "Oh, the kid? I locked her in the closet. Don't worry; I didn't damage her while you were napping. She's a tough little squirt, I'll give her that much. A lot tougher that you."
Meanwhile, Glitch finally got up after she figured out what to do. She pushed the door open, since Lockdown forgot to lock it. She quietly went to the main room, where Lockdown was talking to Perceptor. Wanting to avoid the scary mech, she searched the ship for something to digest. She found it in another closet. She grabbed as much as she could carry and snuck back into the closet. She quickly ate what she needed to, snuck back out with the rest, and put them back. While she was sneaking, she accidently knocked down a shelf. "Hang on a nanoclick," Lockdown told Perceptor, "I have to go check that out."
Glitch quickly ran out before Lockdown came in. She ran into the main room and quickly got a sharp mod off the shelf and cut Perceptor's bonds. "We've got to get out of here!" she exclaimed, "Come on, Perceptor!" "One problem, we're in space." "That puts quite a damper on our escape, doesn't it? Perceptor, you're leaking!" Perceptor looked down his arm to see a long scratch down his shoulder which his fluid was slowly leaking from. Lockdown came in.
"How'd you get free?! And what's she doing out?!" "You forgot to lock the door," she replied, "You'd think that you would remember to lock the door if you had somebody in there." "Smart aleck kid," he muttered, "I'll fix that tear on you…" But Perceptor had already welded it himself. "What?" he asked, "I cut myself with things all the time. I'm pretty good at first aid." "As I was saying, Megatron will want you fixed so he can break you again."
Perceptor stopped what he was doing, his blue optics widening with fear. "Mega-Mega-Megatron?" He fell forward, shut down. "Perceptor?" Glitch asked, "Perceptor, a re you alright?!" "What'd you know, he actually fainted!" Lockdown retied down Perceptor. "It looks like I have to keep an optic one you, kid." He picked her up, ignoring her kicking.
"Put me down!" "You might as well give up kid; you aren't going to win this round." She ceased kicking. "That's better. Now tell Uncle Lockdown what you did when you got out!" "No! You aren't my uncle and I won't because you're a big meany!" "Youngling, I'm warning you, do not mess with me." He flashed his hook menacingly. Glitch gulped and began trembling. He put her down, but kept a firm grip on her arm.
"L-L-Let go!" she stuttered, "I-I-I'm warning you!" Lockdown laughed. "Oh sure, real brave. You're not fooling anybody, kid." "I'm not trying to fool anybody!" "Sure you aren't. Now what mischief did you get into?" "I got hungry and went looking for energon. I ate some. I know I shouldn't have, but I decided that you didn't deserve my respect because you're a big meany and you hurt Perceptor!" "Oh, leak me a river!" He roughly dragged her away from preceptor. "Perceptor, Preceptor!" "He'll be fine. Now quit squirming!" She did so. He put her back in the closet, this time turning on the lights and locking the door. Glitch sighed, but got an idea when she saw a vent in the room.
Lockdown sat at the control panel, still keeping an optic on the currently unconscious Autobot scientist. He then wondered how much energon the youngling has devoured. He got up and checked. "So much for it lasting me the last of the deca cycle. I hope the bonus is worth all this trouble. It better be good!" He sat down once again. He scanned his trophy shelves, admiring all of them.
Most bots, especially Autobots, would consider his hobby disgusting, much like the young scientist tied to the table. He considered it fair. If they weren't good enough to get away, then they should lose something. Sometimes he had to make a few adjustments to the mods do they would fit him, but he was fine with that. "Too bad you don't have anything to offer," he remarked to his current catch, "Of course, I guess a scientist wouldn't have need of a weapon on him."
Glitch took a running start. She jumped onto the wall and quickly angled up, jumping off the wall and into the vent, a move she had seen Shadestalker execute several times. She followed the vents to the main room. She checked on Perceptor, who, she concluded, was still shut down. "Who's Megatron?" she wondered, "Why did Perceptor look so scared? Maybe it was one of the Cons who attacked his exploration ship." She continued on.
Lockdown was sitting there. She could tell that he was awake, but he looked very bored. "Big meany," she thought, mentally giving him a raspberry, "What are all those items on the shelves? They look like weapons. Maybe he collects them like Shade. But Shade only ninja weapons, there's a wide variety there. Huh, that one looks like it has a servo attached to it." It took her a moment to process the thought. "Never mind, I don't want to know." She climbed back to the closet, exiting the same way she entered. When she got down, she tripped over air, causing her to crash into the ground. "Ow, why me?"
Lockdown heard a crash. "What trouble is that youngling getting into this time?" he muttered, "Don't go anywhere, I'll be back." Perceptor was still shut down. Lockdown opened the closet, just to find Glitch sitting up. "What was that?" "Oh, that crash? I just fell." "You just fell, for no reason." "Yep, I do that once and a while." "You weren't trying to get up to the vent, were you?" "What vent? Oh, that vent right there. Nope, I wasn't trying to get to it. I just randomly tripped over air." "Why were you even walking?" "I got bored in that corner, so I decided to go be bored in this corner." "And you tripped?" "Yep."
Lockdown shut the closet and locked the door. Sure, her explanation didn't make any sense, but neither did she. She wasn't scared of him, just of certain words or motions. Either she was the most naïve youngling on Cybertron, or she knew more than she let on. He didn't really care as long as she didn't cause trouble. He sat back in his chair, putting his feet on the panel, and leaning back. "So, you were watching her for a friend. I feel sorry for that bot."
Glitch was actually surprised that her trick had worked. Maybe that was because she told the half truth, usually considered dishonorable, but she thought that Shade would understand. "How will Shade know we're gone?" she wondered, "I seriously think Perceptor left the door unlocked, so there's no sign of breaking and entering. Sure, Perceptor's house is a mess, but it was a mess before. Maybe I can contact Tran, so he can get Shade. I just have to get out of here and find a com panel." She went to the opposite wall. She started running and executed the wall jumping maneuver. She grabbed the vent.
Lockdown heard a soft thump. Now he knew that she was definitely trying to get into the vent. There was no way a youngling her size could actually get up to it. He got up and went to the closet. He unlocked the door, just to find Glitch's feet disappearing into the vent. "Oh slag! I need vents that I can fit in."
Lockdown listened carefully for the clunk of feet. He heard one. His arm turned into a chainsaw. He sliced through the vent, causing Glitch to fall out. He caught her by the collar. She managed to wriggle out of his grasp. He chased her, chainsaw blaring. She dashed behind the shelves, causing him to slice through it. "Look what you made me do!" he exclaimed, his arm returning to normal, "Now I have to replace it, again!" "You were the one that was chasing me with a chainsaw! I'm glad your stupid trophy case got sliced!" Perceptor groaned and woke up. "What's going on?" he asked, "Glitch?" Lockdown, in a very lousy mood, punched him in the head, shutting him down again. "You off lined him!" Glitch stated, "Why'd you do that?!"
He hooked her collar and dragged her to the place where he kept his energon. He got some out and put something in it. "Here, eat this." "Why?" "Don't ask, just do it!" "She quickly gulped it down. "Yum. Why do I feel so… sleepy?" She drifted off into recharge. "Works every time."
He set her down next to Perceptor. It took him a while to realize the he had been shut down three times. "He probably lost a few data files. But I have a feeling that he can easily regain those pretty easy. Like I said before, the bonus for the youngling better be worth all the trouble she's caused me. Maybe I did go a little crazy with the chainsaw. I hate it when I do that." He leaned back in his chair to enjoy the peace and quiet. He soon discovered that he was bored again. "Slag."
A few mega cycles later, Lockdown finally received the rendezvous coordinates. "About time. New modes, here I come!" He set the coordinates into his navi computer. Glitch was hanging off the table, snoozing away. Perceptor slowly came back, rebooting himself. "Ugh, my processor! What is it, like the third time I've shut off?" "So are you going to come quietly or do I have to use the stasis cuffs?" "Guess and do I want to now how you got a hold of stasis cuffs?" "Probably not." Lockdown scooted Glitch back onto the table. "Knocked her out like a light." "I see. Why did you have to drug her?" "Too much trouble. I nearly sliced her up with a chainsaw, so I did it for her sake and what little is left of my sanity.
AN/ Lockdown's not very good with kids, is he? Next chap, Glitch and Perceptor meet the Decepticons.