I don't own Transformers/Beast Wars. Nor do I intend to use this in any way to earn money; honestly it's just my try at getting back into the writing scene after so long away.
Pairing: Prowl/Jazz (might stay as them or change later on I like Jazz to be with the twins mostly, but I am not sure it can really work out for this fic, so you can tell me what you think in your reviews!), Ratchet/WheelJack/Ironhide, Sideswipe/Sunstreaker (for sure, perhaps Jazz later on if I can manage to work it in, though it might not work out.)
Rating: MA because at some point this WILL involve a lemon scene and it contains mentions of underage sex.
Warnings: Mentions of underage sex, like WAY underage. I in NO way endorse that so please don't flame me for it. It's just part for the story. Um, yea so in advance I want to say sorry I haven't written in almost 2 years, and I am not asking for a break because of it, but I am not sure this will be the best thing ever, first it has no beta, and I REALLY suck with spelling and grammar. Second I think I have a problem with povs, and staying in them, and third, The last thing I tried to write (thou I haven't posted out of fear of being booed out of fanfiction dot net) I was trying to not be just about the sex part and show details and stuff, but I became so obsessed that I think I put in TOO much detail, I dunno. So I am trying to find a balance, which is like why there is this long warning trying to explain that, so yeah anyway I hope it's not TOO horrible, though it probably is.
Summary: One day Prowl and Jazz take there sparkling Bumblebee to the park to play with his new and strange playmate, Bluestreaker. His sire had told him they would be playing and that's all that he cared about. After that he ended up as Blue's baby brother, and his to older caretakers, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, this is their life on the hard cold streets up to and including into the start of the war where he finally sees his original Carrier and Sire again for the first time.
Oh and for the sake of the story and because I don't actually know the answers to what the true measurement would be in former speak, when the story starts out it's about a Vorn before the war breaks out, and these are their ages. I don't know yet if I will actually do the writing on their life on the streets, I might do a few chapter shots, in flashback mode to play them out, or maybe half and half, I haven't decided. We will just have to see. You can tell me what you think in your review.
Bluestreaker: about the mind-set and age of a 7 year old
Sideswipe and Sunstreaker: about the age of 11
BumbleBee: about the mind-set and age of a 4 year old
Lost Sparks
Chapter Three: Searching
Onlining Optics to see a hideous orange ceiling didn't help the aching in my processor whatsoever but the panic didn't set in till I realized I couldn't move. There was nothing over me or keeping me pinned down, I just couldn't move for any apparent reason. I started to freak out. What was going on? Why couldn't I move and why was my processor killing me so? I started to jerk, trying to get out of whatever was holding me down. I didn't manage to snap any restraints but apparently the berth itself had started to move and make noises under my struggles because one minute I was alone and the next there was some bot standing over me glaring.
"Now knock that off, your fine, I just put you under restrains to keep you still, you keep moaning and thrashing when you came in. Had to sedate you. You're not even that bad off, a few cycles rest and you will be back out doing whatever it was that got you slagged to start with," A medic bot told me as he started to check over me. Slagged up? What was he talking about; we were just in the park... Bee! I started to thrash again.
"Let meh go! Now! Bee! Where is mah Bee! Where is Prowler! I want my sparkling now! Let meh out! PROWLER!" I screamed, trying to get Prowl to let me out and give me my sparkling. The medic bot was suddenly growling for me to calm down before I ripped open his fresh welding. I ignored him and kept calling for my sparkling. Where was Prowl, why wasn't he answering me? I keep trying to search the bond but it was foggy; like he was asleep or in stasis. My bond to Bee was stretching further and further. I could feel the strain and I didn't like it one bit. Where was my lil Bee at?
"Ah will not calm down! What have ya done to meh and mah mate! Where is Bee! Give meh mah sparkling! Now! Ah want Bee! Please ah will stay still, just give meh Bee. Please!" I yelled, out willing to do anything to get my Bee handed over. He must be so terrified right now not understanding what's going on and who these new bots were.
"I don't know who this 'Bee' is; there were quite a few injured bots that flowed in. Thankfully they were all just that, adult mechs, no yonglings or sparklings were harmed when they fired out into the open streets. As for this Prowler, there were quite a few mechs brought in with injuries so I don't know who you're asking for." The medic tried to calm his patient down but apparently that was the wrong thing to say.
"What do ya mean no sparkling? We were in the park, near the crystal towers and court. Ah was there with mah mate and sparkling and a couple younglings. Ah remember hearing jets, then feeling pain across our bond. Prowler was hurt. Ah turned to get the kids, when Ah felt a burning in mah leg, then mah shoulder before offlining," I yelled at the medic. I had to get out of here, to get my little Bee. I needed to protect my sparkling. Primus, how did this happen? We were just supposed to have a good cycle at the park. I belatedly feel the prick as I am being injected, most likely with sedatives. I am right when I feel my systems start to cycle down into forced recharge.
The next time I onlined I wasn't alone but it also didn't take me long to remember what happened and why I had needed to get out now. Once again, I started my struggle, and was once again thwarted by the restraining field. It was a relatively new perk for berths, and one I hated at the moment. Why didn't they understand, I had to go get my sparkling. It didn't take me long to notice I wasn't alone, I went to ask to be let up by the bot before I realized with a jolt it was Prowl with me.
"Prowler babe, are you ok, what happened? Where is Bee? Why won't they give meh Bee?!" I asked, terrified. He hadn't said a word as I struggled, hadn't gotten up to help me out of the berth. He didn't look pinned down like I was. I felt the pain flare over the bond before he fell into forced stasis. Had he been seriously injured? Was he going to be ok? Why hasn't he said anything?
"Prowler babe, please, ya scaring meh. What's wrong, tell meh. Ah will get the medic, just hold on babe," I state when he still didn't answer me. Finally, however, he shook his healm so he could hear me. He still wasn't talking or moving however.
"Prolwer, please, Ah need to go get Bee, okay. Ah need you to unlock the restraints. Please babe, just stick with meh for a few more minutes. There should be a lock under the side of the berth," I say, trying to guide him into getting me out of this damn restraining field. I could get him help, and go get Bee if I could just get out of here. He finally turned to look at me, but the moment I catch sight of his optic, and the anguish there in them, I wish he hadn't. I start to shake my own healm when he opens his mouth to speak. I didn't want to hear it, I wanted my sparkling; now.
"No Prowler, just don't. Ah want out of here so Ah can go get my sparkling! Bee is probably terrified wondering why we left 'im at the park. We have ta go get him, we have ta go now!" I yell, not wanting to hear anything else but that my sparkling was alright. Why was he just sitting there staring at me with those pained optics when he should be trying to go get Bumblebee with me?
"Oh Jazz, I want to go get him, I tried, I swear. As soon as I came online I tried to get out to get him, they almost sedated me again as well, before I calmed down so I could explain why I needed out. When I managed to explain what happened, they sent out a team of Autobot scouts to go get Bumblebee and the other younglings. When they got there, no bot was left. The park was in ruins. They never found any body, Jazz. If he was dead there would have been a frame. The other younglings must have taken him and ran when we went down. The team checked the surrounding streets and looked for clues or evidence for which direction they went, but found nothing. Do you have any clue where they were staying?" Prowl told me in a pained whisper, his vocalizer cracking and fading on the word 'dead'. I was starting to panic again, but he was right, if there was no body then they were still alive somewhere.
"Ah only ever saw dem once, outside the store where Ah buy energon goodies for Bee. Ah, oh primus, Prowl, what are weh gonna do? He is my sparkling; Ah need ta get him back. Prowl, Ah need my baby! Please Prowl, let meh up, Ah need to look for meh self." I start to whimper. I couldn't even cry properly; the restraining field was so tight.
"I can't get off the berth; I am under restraint as well, just to a lesser degree then you. I wanted to go with the team to look, but they wouldn't let me, put up the field, said that we couldn't move till the welding set at least, then they would let us up. I figured if I at least complied with that they would let me stay with you while we waited for it to set. I couldn't be alone anymore, Jazz, I needed to be with you, I am sorry. I should have done more. I just was hit so fast, and I never even saw the attack coming."
Prowl was begging me to forgive him, to not leave him because of it. I didn't know what to do, my sparkling was gone, and I couldn't even cry properly.
"How badly were ya hurt, Prowler?" It was the best I could do at the moment; it was all I could bring myself to ask.
"He is relatively fine, as are you; luckily the fraggers who did this seemed more interested in creating panic and terror then actually killing intentionally. A few severed energon lines for both of you, and a slight tearing of the cables holding his doorwings in place when he fell on them after being forced into stasis from the brunt of the pain. As soon as the welding sets on the energon lines I will let you up." The medic from before was back, checking the data pad with our information on it before checking on our monitors and marking some things down on the pad.
"Please, our sparkling is out there. We need ta go get him. He must be so afraid, Ah can't leave 'em out there all alone 'specially after the attack, he must be terrified. Please! Ah will do anything ya want, just let us go," I plead again; I had to go look for myself. They were probably terrified of all the noise and firing that had gone down and were just hiding, waiting for us to come get them. He gave a slight glare at Prowl for some reason before venting air out his intakes in frustration. There was no body, I reminded myself. Prowl said there was no body, no body, nobody was dead. Bee was alive. I would know it if he wasn't. True, I could hardly feel the bond now as it was, so strained had it become that it was flickering, but it was there.
"I heard about what happened, and I am sorry. I know some of the bots that went out looking for them and they wouldn't leave without scouring what was left of the city. They were out there for cycles looking for him. I am sorry but the city is gone. There were no bodies, and I called and checked other medbays that were set up in the area; they received no sparkling or younglings of any sort. They were living on the streets, right? Then likely they knew just about every nook and cranny and secret and shortcut in the area like the back of their own servo. They might have gotten out. Some bot could have found them and helped them get away. Either way no bot has heard of any sparkling or youngling coming in. If they do, they know to contact me at once. Again, I am sorry. Once you're calm enough I will loosen the field and allow you to sit up, but if you're just gonna fight and break open your lines you will just have to stay this way till you're sufficiently patched up," the medic explained before marking one last thing on the pad and heading out, letting me know if I was calm and didn't make trouble for the medics on staff for the night cycle he would loosen the field in the morning cycle. All that I grabbed onto was the fact that he said cycles. They had searched for cycles. How long had I been out for? How long had Bee been away from me?
"How long have we been here, Prowl? How long has Bee been away from me?" I asked, almost terrified to hear what he was going to say, but I needed to know. It would explain the strain on the bond after all, if you are too far away for too long, your bond can break, especially a creator bond that slowly weans after a few Vorn.
"I calculate that we have been down for almost an orn now. I have been online for about 4 cycles. Stuck here, restrained. Fighting against it will get you put into forced recharge as I assume you became aware of when you fought against the field. I-I don't know how long for sure that Bee has been away, but the bond is strained. It's becoming fainter with every cycle. I keep trying to push through, but all I get is a foggy feeling. Jazz, he is so young. If we don't find him, he won't remember us after a while. He will just forget about us, like we were never there. Even if they did keep him, Jazz, they live on the street! How will he survive that at such a young age? He didn't even get his youngling upgrade! They will never be able to afford to do that. The city is gone, they won't stay there, there is nothing left for them here. We don't even know their designations! How can we find them if we don't even know who were looking for?!" Prowl wailed. He was starting to panic himself. Working through and listing all the problems was his job; of course he was gonna see all the problems to come up. I could hear his intakes start to hitch and wanted to go there and comfort him, but I still couldn't move. I had been struggling slightly against the field, but stilled. If it meant I could be let up in the morning and take care of Prowl then I would sit here in forced stasis fields for all of eternity.
"Prowler babe, it's gonna be ok. We'll be let up in the morning cycle, then the medics will let us out of here and we will find them, and bring them back, all of them safely. Until then, you just have to have faith. I gave them the play bag. Even with Bee added on they will be ok for at least an orn or to, fuel wise, and there were blankets and toys, so they will be warm and entertained. Prowler, Ah dunno what type of job the kid had, but he had credits, and then we gave him more of them. They will be ok for a while on their own. Prowler, Ah saw them, the older ones, the Sides and Sunny ones, how they acted, they took good care of Blue. Ah remember the red one scooping up Bee and taking off, protecting him even when they could have just run off terrified. They will care for our lil Bee, Ah know they will! We will find them, babe. We will!" I stated, not even sure if I believe it as my bond to Bee strains again. And I know he feels it as well, with the way his servo shot up to touch over his spark. I am just so terrified we won't find him, but I can't give in like that, not on anything. That's my sparkling after all. If I didn't stay on his side, who would? That and I truly did believe they would take care of Bumblebee. If they wouldn't, Sides wouldn't have grabbed him to start with. I had to believe that.
End of Chapter:
YEY, chapter three down and already working on chapter for, I will leave open the thought of whether or not to do chapter by chapter on the street, or if I should jump to the start of the war, when they meet up again. Will need to decide on it by the end of chapter for though, or I will have to wait to write chapter five. Yeah, I know lots of chatting going on this chapter, but what can you do, I thought realizing you lost your sparkling deserved a chapter to its self.
Hope, it's not too bad off. I realize that Sunny hasn't spoken at all yet, and actually all the chapters to this point has been a sort of Jazz pov, but he is not mute he just happens to prefer the twin link to speak to actual words. It's easier and no messy mix ups. I might have him speak a little here and there but it will mostly be with the bond that he speaks. I just noticed that the entire family has a speaking problem. Sunny doesn't like to talk, Blue never stops talking, and Bee, well he… you will have to wait and see about.
Chapter 4 preview: Time spent with the kiddies on their first day on the run with lil Bee tagging along. See what the twins decide to do. Will Blue accept Bee as part of the family? Will the twins?
*I would like to note that bas_math_girl is now my beta! Thanks girl your awesome! ^.^*