Over the course of the next couple of weeks Windscream had improved. She started remembering basic things like eating with the help of Bumblebee and Nightrose. Arsenic had left them alone at-least but something still bugged Bumblebee is what Windscream had said. Did she suspect Arsenic a traitor? It was confusing but as he pondered this he saw Windscream walking down the hall happily, walking in big steps heel toe as she balanced books on her head. Bumblebee couldn't help but laugh as she passed. Windscream turned grinning at him. Bumblebee wondered how she could balance those books on her ridged head. But somehow she did it and boy was it hilarious!
"Where are you taking those?" Bumblebee asked after laughing so hard,
"I was borrowing some of Nightrose's books to see if I could solve my memory problem." She stated standing in the hallways her arms still out. Bumblebee nodded Nightrose could easily read from a pad but she loved reading it like a human would. Must've picked it up after being on earth so long he guessed. The books Windscream was balancing were about (by what he could tell from the title) how psychical harm could cause memory loss. Bumblebee felt his Spark sink in his chest at the memory of Windscream telling him what had happened before she made her rough landing. She saw his sadness somehow and put her bronze hand on his cheek then poked his nose.
"Don't worry. I'm fine now." She smiled and walked off still balancing those books on her head as Optimus came around the corner. Windscream was still shy around the Autobot leader. Saluting clumsily before the books feel with a heavy thud. Windscream picked them faster than a jet taking off then sped down the hall faceplates red. Optimus looked at Bumblebee and stood next to him
"So how is Windscream doing?" the leader asked from behind his faceplate. Bumblebee looked up at the towering mech. Bumblebee had grown… a bit he was now a little bit taller than Cliffjumper.
"Well, good she is getting used to us. But she is kinda shy" he said looking back where she had left. Optimus followed his gaze and looked back down at the yellow mech.
"Anything the matter Bumblebee?" he asked concerned. The past few weeks Bumblebee hadn't been paying attention. Like something was gnawing at the back of his mind
"No, sir. Just you know. " Bumblebee shrugged not finishing his sentence. His mind going over and over Windscream's words and how she had shown affection towards him, Bumblebee had started to notice how he felt so joyful around her. She was funny and had a lot of strange tendencies but she was… mysterious at times like she wasn't a transformer. He had seen her once, sitting outside with a notebook. Drawing, she was good but she drew strange things like something out of… oh what did Spike call it? A Sci-fi flick? Or was it Fantasy? Well he didn't know. But she drew what looked like an Autobot but with bird-like wings and pointed audio receptors. He had asked what they were and she had only said 'Something I regret' before showing him a picture of himself she had drawn. He had kept it, hanging in his quarters. He didn't realize Optimus almost yelling at him as he had 'Spaced out'
"Huh?" he asked Optimus who had a somewhat irritated look "S-sorry."
"It's okay Bumblebee but I was saying that I think you should maybe take her to train. The Decpticons haven't made a move but you never know." Those were Optimus' last words as he strode down the corridor out of Bumblebee's sight. As soon as he was gone Bumblebee hit himself with his palm muttering 'Stupid' and 'idiot' at himself but followed his leader's orders. Jogging down the hall to where he had last seen the embarrassed Windscream. Arriving at Nightrose's quarters he knocked as the black and pink femme answered
"Yes Bumblebee?" she asked in her soothing logical voice.
"Hey Nightrose, has Windscream been here? Optimus wants me to take her to the training simulator." He answered rubbing his neck nervously since Nightrose seemed to not notice she was invading his personal 'bubble'.
"Oh yeah she returned my books then left." Primus why did Nightrose always get up in his face! She was inches away and was as calm as ever not noticing his discomfort.
"O-okay. Well I'm going to go find her. Thanks for the help." He stepped back and breathed a sigh of relief as the pretty mech retreated into her quarters. Sighing Bumblebee decided to look outside where Windscream always sat when she was drawing. Looking around though he didn't see a sign of the jet anywhere. Hound and Bluestreak were outside looking up for some reason. Bumblebee arched what humans would call a eyebrow and looked up to see a black jet zooming around, so Windscream was practicing her flying. He laughed at her just as he saw the Lambo twins, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, playing a game those humans called tag. Windscream would transform when she was close enough and touched either one of them before changing back and zooming off being followed though she didn't care but then she noticed Bumblebee and transformed in mid-air waving at him before changing back then started heading his direction. Bumblebee looked confused but before he could react the jet changed into her robot form; tackling Bumblebee as she rammed into him. Bumblebee slid across the ground as the jet was hugging him. He looked at her
"What are doing?" he asked sitting up face flushed. Windscream poked his nose
"Tag! You're it!" then she jumped up and ran off giggling as Bumblebee sat there stunned for a moment before chasing after her
"You're gonna get it!" He said laughing as he ran after her. She laughed as she danced around instead of running, just teasing Bumblebee by keeping a few skips ahead of him. It was quite fun running around with Windscream and the Lambo twins. After a few hours of tag the group decided to call it quits and go inside. Bumblebee told Windscream that they should go try some target practice as he showed her inside. Bumblebee wondered what kind of weapons she would use, as they arrived in the big room full of holographic projectors he turned on a simulation of a Decpitcon attack. Almost immediately the jet reacted, blades like the tips of knives 'popped' out of her wrist and she leapt at a fake Decpitcon slashing it with one blade and the hologram disappeared. She came back to Bumblebee's side smiling.
"So you are more of a close-combat fighter? I prefer a gun myself." He said to her.
"Well I do have a few guns." She held up her arm to show the classic arm cannons that all jet transformers had and pulled out a small rifle that then grew bigger until it was almost as tall as her. It had a scope on it, a sniper rifle.
"Sweet!" Bumblebee exclaimed picking up on Earth lingo.
"Thanks. I designed it myself." Windscream said pleased; a smile breaking across her bronze face. She took aim with her rifle taking only a minute to line up with the scope and firing into the heart of a Decpticon. Windscream had great aim she took each shot patiently and waited for the perfect moment. Bumblebee pressed a button on the control panel to raise the difficulty level. The simulation inserted some major Decpticon soldiers like Soundwave and Starscream. So the trainee could see how they fought and react quicker and outthink the enemy. This one was easier it only had Starscream and Bonespatter in it. Two easy to handle mechs but once Windscream saw the holographic Bonespatter her optics took on more of a red tone as she put down her gun and ran toward the masked villain. The blades appeared with a SCHING as Windscream tore off the helmet that resembled a skull continuing to stab the hologram repeatedly until it disappeared. Panting she sat down on the metal floor as the simulation was terminated. Bumblebee went to Windscream's side and held her so she could feel safe. Her optics now taking more of a blue instead of purple,
"I'm sorry Bumblebee… I-I don't know what happened I-I just snapped… like when Arsenic made fun of me in the mess hall." Bumblebee held the scared jet. Windscream didn't deserve to shake like a scared Sparkling that had woken from a bad dream. Bumblebee wished that he could make it go all way. That there wasn't a war, so Windscream and him could just play all day and have no cares what so ever. But that's not the way it was and it might never be. Windscream had recovered and turned back to face him smiling
"Thank you Bumblebee you're my best friend I've ever had in my entire life. Since I arrived you and Nightrose have been helping me and making more happy than I've been in my entire life. I'm so glad that I crashed here." She relaxed laying her head into Bumblebee's chest as he held her. He smiled at her
"Me too." Just then an alarm sounded. It was the Decpticon alert they were finally making their move. Bumblebee and Windscream ran outside the Ark along with the other Autobots. Optimus yelled
"Autobots! Get ready for battle!"
Windscream took aim with her rifle firing into the wing of the purple seeker, Skywarp. Bumblebee fired his gun at the flying Decpticons who landed and began firing back. Optimus went head on with Megatron meeting the Decpticon leader's energon mace with his energon axe. Windscream saw Soundwave about to fire onto Optimus as he fought. She swung her rifle around and fired into Soundwave's back sending light blue energon everywhere with the force of her high caliber weapon. She had only hit his shoulder but it had wounded the navy mech badly. Soundwave turned sending out Ravage, the Cassetteicons panther. Windscream fired a shot down Ravage's back blasting off one of the panther's hip cannons. The panther screamed in pain, his back leg wounded greatly she heard Soundwave yell Ravage's name almost as if he felt for his creation. That would make sense but now was no time to feel sympathy. It was do or die out here; Windscream noticed that the Decpticons were better fighters that confused the jet since it was a war. Then again she was almost built for war unlike her comrades. She had grown up far away where war was as common as the dirt around her feet. Firing again as she thought of her past she shot off one of Starscream's null rays. Aiming for the other she remembered how the other Sparklings of her home had made fun of her color. How she had bronze instead of silver.
Defective am I? Windscream thought coldly as the other gun on Starscream's arm came flying off with a loud bang. The crimson jet retreated like a coward; Windscream hated cowards this time aiming for his head just as Bonespatter came into her scope. She felt it again, the anger boiling her stomach. Clawing at her insides a thirst for revenge was its call. Her optics gained more of a red tint again. She fired at Bonespatter's shoulder but he dodged the precise blue laser. Aiming again she decided to aim for where he was going to be. Taking off part of his mask this time. As he got closer she holstered her transforming rifle, her wrist blades coming out as she jumped over the cover that she had been holding. Bumblebee turned to see Windscream jump running to Bonespatter. Decpticons fired at her but she just dodged them just as easily as she had Bumblebee while they played tag. Bonespatter's left hand transformed into a mace as he clashed with Windscream. The blades clashed loudly with the mace. It could be heard even through the fighting, some of the mechs, Autobot and Decpticon alike, stopped to look. Windscream was a better fighter than the rest of them; she was as fierce as a Decpticon. Bonespatter would swing his mace and Windscream would dodge, she swung her legs into a kick sending Bonespatter to the ground she was going to deliver the final blow when Skywarp took his revenge and shot her in the shoulder. Her now red optics blazed and her lips had pulled back in a snarl.
"Big mistake." She said in a voice deeper than her own. She aimed her arm cannon that fired an EMP pulse into Skywarp knocking him offline. Bonespatter took his chance kicking Windscream's legs out from under her, only provoking her wrath. Kicking him in the face she jumped up. Optimus had gotten in a good shot into Megatron's side. Energon spraying over Optimus as Megatron took steps back. The leader of the Decpticons yelled an order, an order of retreat. The Decpticons fled but that didn't stop Windscream. Her rifle changed into a sniper rifle again but something stopped her from firing. The anger went away, she blinked, her optics becoming violet again. Turning to the Autobots she cocked her head at them staring at her.
"What?" she asked holding her rifle with the muzzle facing the ground; she looked down and saw that she was covered in energon
"Oh… I'll go clean up now…" she laughed nervously as she retreated back into the Ark. It wasn't her fault she was good at war play. It was in her wiring, her parents had been warriors forever basically! And so had their parents and their parents and so on. She was trained to fight, to kill, and maim if needed. She sighed sadly; she hoped that she hadn't scared them.
Bumblebee watched Windscream go. Optimus and the other Autobots looked worried. After all they weren't supposed to be full of anger. They were peace-lovers forced into this. But Windscream had fought like it was the only thing she knew other than breathing! Optimus broke the tension with his strong voice
"We have won this day. With help from Windscream let's not forget that." The leader sounded tired to Bumblebee, Nightrose was next to Optimus, and he was talking to her about something as everyone trudged back to their ship. Bumblebee went to clean off still worried about his friend, maybe even more. He thought about it as he made his way back to his quarters.