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Chapter Two
~Knock Out~
Ever since Starscream bought Azure for the seekling, she has never left the sparkling's side. That includes when Scarlet wanders out of my sight and ends up with Megatron. There was a time she even ended up with Soundwave. Although the mech does not speak, he communicates with the sparkling as well as allowing her to chirp all day long if she wants.
Usually Scarlet never goes to Starscream or allows him to pick her up. It's hilarious to watch his expression when she screams in his presence. Apparently he has never met a sparkling who did not like him. Azure would then get the seekling away from that area. However, there are days when I find the two getting along very well, more than usual now than before. Perhaps she finally has gotten over her fear of him… I take that back, she still freaks out once in a while when the seeker smiles at her.
For a sparkling, Scarlet is smart, perhaps smarter than the average sparkling. The second day with us, she learned how to unlock the playpen gate. I put her in the playpen making sure the gate was locked. A joor later I find the white speekling at my feet and the playpen gate open. There was another day later on when a certain second in command left a datapad behind. How Scarlet got a hold of it is beyond me, but she somehow found it. By the time I was able to find it for Starscream, who came in yelling about his missing datapad, all the equations Starscream was working on were solved. I explained to the seeker as he double checked before staring at the sparkling with a very pleased grin. Apparently he has begun leaving her datapads to work on when she becomes bored.
Then there are those days I find her with Lord Megatron, the same ruthless decepticon leader that order all sparklings be killed yet he let this one live. Often he takes her to meetings with him. While attending a few of those meetings, I have noticed how intrigued the little sparkling is during the entire meeting. It is like she is absorbing all the information talked about and storing it for later use. When Lord Megatron does not have meetings, he often is carrying the sparkling with him as he wanders through the base. I have even seen him playing a game of hide-and-seek with her. Shocking I know, but it appears our Lord Megatron has a soft spot for this little sparkling.
What is one supposed to do? She is such a sweet sparkling and loves all the attention she is receiving as well as learning. Sighing, I watch the sparkling stand on her feet with the pale blue feline in front of her watching closely. The white seekling takes a step only to have her frame fall forward. Azure swiftly catches Scarlet and set her back on her servos. The sparkling is still learning how to balance on her servos. I wonder why her creators before never taught her how to walk. She is a vorn old already.
Smiling, I walk over to the two as Scarlet falls on her aft. Kneeling down, I hold Scarlet's servos before gently pulling her to stand. Her optics glow with happiness and love that she desperately needs as her face is shining with a big smile. She turns her red optics onto the feline with a determine look in her optics. Azure takes a step back every time the little girl takes a step back. I release one hand and soon the second hand in no time. She takes about three to five steps on her own before fall into Azure giggling up a fit while chirping about something.
For a sparkling, she is remarkable and I feel awful for her past upbringing. No one should harm such a child. Sparklings should not be in a cabinet rather they should be playing with their siblings and in perfect health. After her paint job, I found she had a lot of dents and her body's system was not up to date. And let's not forget all the scratches on her poor frame when I first found her. She must have been abused but who would abuse a sweet sparkling such as her? Snapping out of my thoughts I realize it is too quiet. There is no giggling or chirping from the little white femme. Looking to where the sparkling was learning to walk with her feline guardian, I find no sight of them and assume they went to see the normal cons.
In the hall, I spot the second in command with a datapad in his slim claw like servos. She is not with him so I continue forth to the meeting room where the sparkling is for the most part. Entering the room, I find the decepticon leader, Megatron, and the third in command, Soundwave sitting at the table talking about the war, well Megatron talking. "Knockout, what is it?" asks the decepticon lord. I take a glance around the room before speaking, "I thought Azure and Scarlet came to see either of you my lord. I thought wrong." Then it crosses my mind, if she is not with here, then where on Cybertron is she?
The dark decepticon stands up, anger radiating from him, "Knockout. Did you lose the sparkling?" His voice causes me to cringe and take a step back. If I do not find her, it may be my paint job. "I may have taken my eye off of her for a moment. I was thinking about her upbringing and what it may have been like. During that time, she must have taken off to explore. She is not with Starscream either." Soundwave looks at me, his visor making it impossible for me to detect any emotion at all but I could sense anger and worry. I quickly add, "I will go find her my lord. She may have just learned to walk, but she cannot be far." Megatron hollers, "You better find her Knockout, or you will regret it." On that note, I quickly take my leave and hurry to search every tiny nook and corner of the base.
~?~
The area I am patrolling today is boring. I mean yes there is supposed to be some sort of decepticon activity going on, but I think it has already passed. Look around, buildings are lying everywhere crumbled as well as bodies. What am I supposed to do besides keep an eye out for some sort of miracle that maybe a bot survived? I am not like our grouchy medic with hope of survivors; I know there are none. Just then, something activates my seeker protective systems. The only time they kick into gear is when a sparkling is nearby.
I knew if a sparkling survived this battle field, the poor thing will be in a bad state damage wise, so I take off moving swiftly through the shadows trying to zoom in on the location of the sparkling. How one could have survived is beyond me, but if it survived, then there is hope left. Snapping out of my thoughts, I stop and take in my surroundings; ruined scorched towers with holes in them half fallen if not already laying on the ground. The ground is black as it is littered with dead limbs and forms of cybertronians who wanted nothing to do with the war.
Calming my worried spark, I close my optics as I try to pinpoint the sparklings location. If only I had a sign. Just then the sound of wailing from the north cuts through the silence of the late afternoon. Without wasting a second, I sprint on a dead run toward the source of the sound hoping I can make it in time. After passing several rows of buildings, I run around a corner to find something even better. The sparkling is sitting on the ground crying except she is not damaged at all. If anything, she appears to be in perfect health with a white paint job that looks new. In front of the sparkling is a pale blue cybertronian feline that is trying its best to comfort the little femme.
I smile at the sparkling happy it is fine as I walk towards it. The pale blue feline jumps around on it hind legs ready to attack with a vicous growl. Stopping, I keep my distance as I observe the feline; it is at least three times larger than the sparkling and in very good shape. Whoever owned it took good care of the feline. Even though I am just standing in front of it, the feline continues to growl at me to the point where I yell at it. "Hey! Shut it already! The sparkling is crying and I am trying to help it!"
The Cybertronian feline continues to growl at me as the sparkling wails. From what I can see is that the crying white sparkling appears to be in good health. So what on Cybertron is wrong with the thing? Growling in frustration, I try to take another few steps only to be stopped by the feline. It gets ready to attack me, but silence causes us both to stop and look at the little sparkling. Small bright red optics stare at me as the feline sniffs and licks the tiny thing. She is a decepticon, great. I just had to come across a sparkling whose parents are a decepticon.
Sighing, I decide that she will not harm me just because she has red optics a decepticon has. Observing the sparkling, I notice tiny little wings that are still growing. I assume she must either be or part seeker like I am. Taking a few cautious steps forward, I prepare for the pale blue feline to attack. It spins on its paws and growls dangerously at me. Why can this stupid feline not understand that I am trying to help this sparkling?! The feline back downs after the little seekling begins chirping at me. Her little chirps are interrupted by hiccups while holding her little white arms to be picked up.
When I make no move toward the sparkling, the feline growls at me. Rolling my optics, I lean down and carefully pick up the sparkling. She chirps happily as I carefully adjust her in my arm so she is cradled to my chest. The seekling snuggles to my chest but soon her happy chirps become quieter. Looking down at her, I find the white sparkling sound asleep. Through my com, I get a hold of my base, "This is Star requesting a ground bridge." A voice over the com replies, "Sending you a ground bridge." Within a few nanoseconds, a blue-green swirling circle portal appears. This is a ground bridge and I walk through it with the feline right on my heels. I am beginning to think this feline is the sparkling's guardian.
Coming out of the ground bridge in base, I am greeted with my top commanding officer and our chief medical officer. The tall blue and red mech walks over to me with the shorter red and white mech who is our CMO. The taller mech spots the sparkling in my arms as well as the feline sitting at my pedes. "Star, where did you find the sparkling?" Our medic looks at me shocked and demands to give the sparkling a checkup. I quietly hiss at the medic, "Ratchet, if you do not shut up, you will wake her and I will be mad. She is fine right now."
The red and white mech calms down from worrying before asking quietly, "Can I at least scan the sparkling? We may not know if something is wrong by appearance, but a scan can tell us if there is something wrong with her." He makes a good point there. Nodding my head confidently, I let the medic scan the sparkling knowing he would never hurt a sparkling on purpose. A red light starts at the helm of the sparkling making its way to her pedes and back. The scan keeps the medic busy but it does not wake the sparkling, only caused her to stir a bit in her sleep.
Ratchet looks at his datapad while speaking, "It is a seeker completely, not partial at all. Her wings are developing perfectly as well as her frame. The femme has no damage inside. She is at least a vorn old. I see nothing wrong besides the sparkling needing a good feeding after getting a good recharge." I stare at him and roll my optics. Apparently I did not know that; I did know all of that. Remembering the feline, I motion to it with my head, "This is the sparkling's guardian." Ratchet scans the feline earning a good dangerous growl from it. "The Cybertronian feline is a femme and about half way full grown. There is nothing wrong with the feline either. Both are in good shape."
The tall mech looks at the pale blue feline and the white seekling before asking, "Star, where did you find them?" The two mechs look at me waiting for an answer. "I was patrolling the area I was assigned. During that time, my seeker senses picked up on a sparkling nearby. There was nothing but dead bots in the area and I thought if a sparkling survived then I could try to save it. After a while I heard the wailing and went from there. The sparkling was sitting in the middle of a battle field with the feline trying to calm her. There was not a soul in sight or even in the distance. The entire area was empty of life except for theirs."
With that, the mech goes to leave to report the arrival of the sparkling for the femme but a sleepy chirp stops him. All optics turns to the small sparkling in my arms. Her optics opens slowly tiredly but smiles at me. Ratchet breaks the silence by jumping backwards bumping into a berth with a tight grip on a wrench in his servo. He screeches, "That's a decepticon! Star, you brought a decepticon here! How could you?!" His yelling startles the white femme seekling, causing her to cry. The feline stands only to growl at the medic while I hand the sparkling to the other mech. Quickly, I grab the wrench from the medic's grasp and hit him upside the head with it. "You woke her up you idiot! She's a sparkling for crying out loud and innocent! It is not her fault she has red optics! So stop freaking out about her! Had I felt she was dangerous, I would have left her out in the field but she's not dangerous! She is a sparkling!"
During my yelling and hitting Ratchet, I stop when I hear the growling of a feline and the sound of wailing. Turning around, I find my leader holding the sparkling the incorrect way all while attempting to calm her down. In front of them is the sky blue feline who is ready to attack the mech if he does not get the sparkling to stop crying. Walking over to her, the sparkling stops her crying to suck on her fingers. Smiling, I walk toward the sparkling who soon sees me. She holds up her little servos asking to be picked up in her silent way. "You probably are hungry aren't you?" I pick the white seekling up and prepare a cube of low-grade energon while the seekling snuggles to my chest. Once the energon cube is done, I sit down on the berth again and feed it to her. The sparkling puts her small servos on the cube and downs the energon as if she has never eaten. I wonder when the last time she had anything to eat. Well whoever her creators are, the sucked at taking care of her. No set of creators would think of letting a sparkling go hungry.
Our medic is off doing something productive while the blue and red mech stands across of me with the feline sleeping at my feet. He states, "Star, it would be wise to locate the sparkling's creators and return her to them." I hate that he is right, but that does not mean I want to give her back to her creators. Again, who would leave their sparkling in the middle of a recent war field and not feed her? I do not want her to be returned to her creators. I argue, "Optimus, what if her creators are dead? Or what if they do not want her at all and that is why she was left in the area I found her? I will not let the sparkling die, not while I live." The tall mech known as Optimus Prime sighs before speaking, "If we cannot find the little one's creators, she may stay. Until then, we will keep her until her creators are located." I smile, happy that we can keep her for the moment, but also wishing her creators are not found at all.
The sparkling begins to wiggle in my arms and I look at her to find the energon cube drained. She begins to whine wanting down. "Ratchet, close the door so the sparkling cannot get out. Seeklings have a tendency to learn their way around a room quickly. I do not want her wandering around base." The medic mumbles something under his breath as he closes the door before going to fiddle with something. The little white femme continues to wiggle around until I finally place her on the floor so she is sitting. Looking at her, I tell her, "There, happy now." She chirps quietly, almost as if she was in awe of the room and not paying attention to me. Her small red optics observes everything in the room. Behind me, Ratchet states, "If you plan on taking care of the sparkling, the least you can do is give her and that feline of hers a name."
I wonder what the white sparkling's real name is. Sighing, I begin to ponder on what to name her and the femme feline. "Let's call the feline Fifi since that will be easier for the seekling to say when she gets older." Optimus and Ratchet nod their heads. However, the feline growls at me not liking that name. Too bad Fifi, that is your name and you will just have to put up with it. Just then, Optimus suggests, "We could name the sparkling Solarflare." Name her Solarflare, huh? I actually like the ring of that. "Alright, Solarflare is what we will call her." The white femme looks at us weird as if she does not like something but she soon bursts into laughter, giggling as she stands. The feline bounces over to stand in front of Solarflare as she takes a step. After a few steps, the sparkling falls forward but her feline catches her and gently pushes Solarflare back on her pedes.
Just then, Ratchet, who happened to have been watching the sparkling when she started giggling, states, "Usually a sparkling a vorn old or very close to being a vorn old should have been able to walk by now. Her creators must not have taught her to walk. I can understand if she does not know how to speak Cybertronian yet, but not knowing how to walk is unbelievable." He does make a good point. I stand next to Optimus watching the sparkling learn to walk with her feline. "Optimus, if her creators never taught her how to speak or walk, doesn't that make them awful creators added onto the fact we know she was left alone without having been fed in a while?" He closes his optics, "Perhaps, but we must locate her creators no matter what and see if they would like her back. If they do not, we will keep her for good. For now, we must take care of her." I could hear it in his voice that he truly did not want to give up Solarflare to her creators either, but he knows what has to be done. Sighing, I turn my attention back to the sparkling and watch her giggle every time her feline catches her. I smile at the adorable sparkling and do not want to give her up.
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I do not own any characters from the Transformers shows. The only one I do own is the adorable sparkling known as Scarlet now known as Solarflare. I do not own the femme Star, that belongs to my friend.