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Soundwave: Katrina: does not own transformers. Owns: Solarflare and Fifi. Nicolette: Katrina's friend. Owns: Star. Soundwave: Superior. Autbots: Inferior.
~Solarflare~
They said no one would come for me. I didn't believe them. It took me a while to realize that Fifi wasn't going to come get me. It hurt to realize that Opy and Star weren't coming for me; that the bots I had grown close to weren't coming for me at all. The pain was awful and hard to take. I had asked Megsy about Opy and I was punished for even mentioning him. At first I didn't truly understand why but after a few times of being punished I realized that his relationship with Opy was non-existed and thus I learned to never bring him up to Megsy.
I tried to continue my cheerful personality by playing with the blocks. I tried to imagine Bee was here and that we were playing back at Ratchet's med bay. It didn't last long with me. The pain was intolerable for me so I ended up sitting there staring at the blocks. My adopted sire here, who happens to go by Knockout but I call him big red because he's bigger than me and a shiny red, was packing when I overheard something. I'm not sure what he really was saying, but something about moving. I knew then that all hopes of being found became nothing but dreams that were never to come true.
At some point, I had been given a new datapad and drew numerous pictures of how I was feeling. I drew pictures of Opy and Star then of Bee and I playing. I drew Fifi and a few other bots I remembered. I tried to keep hope but it was so hard and still is. Megsy expects so much out of little oh me but I can't give him what he wants when he wants it. And if he I can't give him what he wants, I am punished. Oh how my life has been turned upside down.
~No bot's view~
A plan was set into motion. No one but the higher ups knew of it and those chosen for the mission. The perfect moment took a while before the plan could fully take place. Now the higher ups can only wait for something, for a miracle as the plan has been set into motion.
Meanwhile, said plan takes place at a base filled with red eye Cybertronians; the base of the cons. The mech who had been chosen had to wait for the signal and was able to get in undetected. The silver mech stuck to the shadows as he sneaks around. From time to time, the mech has to silently but quickly take down a few cons hiding them but it's nothing he can't take care of.
According to the yellow sparkling, they had been in a med bay of sorts. Not sure where the med bay is on the ship, the silver mech hacks the computer and locates the med bay. It happens to be on the other side of the base. So the mech makes his way silently going unnoticed by any cons.
The mech quietly arrives at the med bay and enters it only to find a red mech working on a computer. He looks up at the open door to find no one there as the bot had taken to the shadows once again. The shiny red mech goes to return to his computer when he is whacked upside the head hard enough to knock him out. The silver mech's visor flickers with approval as he begins looking around.
In no time, he finds a small white seekling drawing with a neat pile of blocks in front of her. She hasn't noticed his arrival or realized something fell. Not sure what to expect, the mech walks to the other side of the neatly piled blocks and kneels to her height. Dull red optics looks up in surprised. The mech is able to get a good look at the little femme and finds healing dents in her armor.
"Hey little lady." She looks at him tired but doesn't say anything. Smiling, the mech continues speaking. "Ah'm Jazz. Mah friends Optimus Prime and Star sent me to find you. Are ya Solarflare?" The femme perks up at the mention of two familiar bots names and her autobot name. Her dull eyes brighten with hope. She nods her head, unable to trust herself to speak. "Come on. Ah can take ya back to them."
The femme clenches her datapad and lets Jazz pick her up. The mech touches his comm, "Jazz ta base."
"Blaster here. What ya need my mech?"
"Have Ratchet send a ground bridge to my coordinates and tell him to hurry."
"Alright. One ground bridge coming up!"
Within seconds, a swirling green portal appears. Not taking any chances, the mech hurries through carrying the little white femme. She was finally free from the cons.
OOOOO
Back at base, Optimus Prime and his mate Star wait impatiently for some news. It has been joors since they sent their best mech into decepticon territory and they were beginning to worry. The femme began to pace the room driving the medic insane having him yell at her constantly to stop it. The black white mech called Prowl stands off to the side reading a datapad, most likely working. He had told them not to worry because his plan would work.
Soon a comm call from a mech called Blaster asking for a ground bridge causes them to sigh in relief but also hold their breath expecting the worse. Ratchet opens a ground bridge and waits for their mech to walk through. Everyone is anxious to know how it turned out.
In no time, a silver mech comes walking through. In his arms is a little white femme. The ground bridge closes behind the mech and the femmeling automatically sees who she has been waiting for.
"Opy! Star!" The seekling jumps out of the mechs arms and into the Prime's waiting arms. She is filled with lots of love flowing from both of her favorite bots in the entire galaxy. She looks up at the femme and mech before stating, "I thought you forgot me." Star smiles, "Solarflare, we never forgot about you. I am so happy you're back." Solarflare is pulled into a hug by Star who is filled with joy and happiness.
"Alright, enough of this! Hand me the sparkling so I can make sure she's really okay!" Prime and Star look at him dangerously, neither wanting to hand over their adoptive sparkling. Ratchet takes out his wrench and waves it, "Don't make me use this!" When that doesn't do anything, he growls. "If either of you care about Solarflare, which I know you both care about her, then you will hand her over to me this instant! Her armor is dented and I need to make sure nothing else is damaged! Now give her to me this instant!"
The sparkling is handed to the medic out of worry, but they hover nearby. Somehow, Solarflare handed Prime her datapad when she was given to the medic. Curious, Prime onlines the datapad and is surprised by what he sees. He finds many drawings of himself, Star, Fifi, Bumblebee, Ratchet, and any other bots the sparkling has ever met. There were drawings that clearly gave Prime the message that Solarflare was distressed for a long time. But what he couldn't understand was the many pictures of blocks neatly piled up.
His mate looks over and sees the pictures. The datapad is handed to her as she goes through it. When Prime looks up, he finds bright red optics filled with happiness staring at him. Even though the sparkling had not been gone long, to the autobots it feels like it had been centuries. Well technically, the sparkling was gone not even close to half a vorn.
Star and Prime snap out of their thoughts when Ratchet begins speaking. "Whatever happened, she was beaten but that was about that. Apparently they kept her fed, in good health. She has no damage and my scans aren't picking anything wrong with her insides." The white sparkling holds her arms up and is immediately picked up by Star.
Solarflare looks up at the two bots surrounding her and sending a lot of happiness and joy to her. She asks quietly in her sweet high pitch voice, "Sire? Carrier?" The two bots stop walking and stare at her causing the child to flinch, afraid she will be beaten for asking such questions. It is Prime who speaks up, "We will not harm you Solarflare. You merely took us by surprise. We would be honored to be your creators."
The sparkling's optics widen with excitement as she begins chanting, "Sire! Carrier! Creators!" Star chuckles lightly at her adoptive sparkling's behavior but happy and honored, just like her mate, to be her creators.
Down the hall, a familiar yellow and black sparkling hears the voice of his favorite friend. He begins running toward the sound with a Cybertronian feline behind him. The bots who are in charge of the yellow and black mech give chase calling out to him.
Turning a corner, the mechling stops and smiles. In front of him are Optimus Prime and his mate Star. But in Star's arms is a very familiar white seekling who saved his life, well planned his escape from the cons that is. He exclaims, "Solarflare!" The chanting stops as the red optic sparkling turns around and sees her best friend. She is let down before she could jump out of her carrier's arms.
The two sparklings run toward each other. The two exclaim each other's name as they hug excited to be reconnected. The feline comes up and nudges the white seekling. Spinning around, Solarflare hugs the feline's head. "Fifi! Missed Fifi! Missed Bee!" On that note, the prankster twins come rushing over and go to lecture Bumblebee but stop when they see Solarflare. They understand why he took off like he did.
The four adults let the sparklings play with each other before going to separate them. Turns out that wasn't going to happen as they had planned. The white seekling glomps, well hugs Bee from behind and clings to him. She states, "Bee mine! Bee no ors!" Star rolls her optics, "Here we go again."
What awaits the sparklings? What mischief and chaos will they create? Will the war ever end? Stay tuned!
Thank you everyone for reading! I am happy to say, this story is done. Solarflare has been rescued after spending a few orns at the decepticon's base. She has found a family and her favorite friend, BEE! But don't get sad, there is a squeal planned but to come in the future. I hope you all enjoyed. Please leave a review! Thank you again for reading!