A Different Kind Of Spark Chapter 18: The Backdraft, a transformers/beast wars fanfic

CHAPTER EIGHT

The Backdraft

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Meg: … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

Bumblebee: You liked the movie, didn't you?

Sideswipe: She liked it.

Meg: YOU TWO WERE AMAZING!!!!!!!! THE ENTIRE MOVIE WAS AMAZING!!!!!!! I LOVENEW DIVIDE BY LINKIN PARK!!!!!!!! I LOOOOOOVE YOOOOOU!!!!!!!!

Others: *Sweatdrop*

Meg: Buuuut…OPTIMUS!!!!!!!! HOW THE HELL COULD YOU DIE LIKE THAT IN THE MOVIE!!!!!!!??????? HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME LIKE THAT!!!!!!!!???????? And that guy who called you scrap metal…CURSES UPON HIM!!!!!!!! At least you came back, though. *Hugs Sam* Also, I LOVED those twins, whatever their names were (if a human called me a bitch I'd kill them, but those two? Let's just say I wouldn't mind…).

Sunstreaker: Were they better then me and 'Sides?

Meg: No comment. Also, in the last chapter, when the girls were bitching about who got belle of the ball, that happened at MY school ball…only I was one of the bitch-ees, but I didn't say mean stuff, just that I wished I'd won. T_T

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Unknown P.O.V:

I was watching the building, because I sensed that someone important was in there. As I watched, someone came out, carrying a girl in his arms.

My holoform eyes narrowed, as I realised that it was my old comrade, Starscream. But…the girl his holoform was carrying…she was Emma, the harbour of the All-Spark core. I knew exactly what Starscream wanted from her – he wasn't going to take her back to Megatron, he was going to…

My spark filled with fire, angry fire that yelled at me to do something. The poor human girl wouldn't stand a chance against Starscream and…when he did what he did with her…

I watched as Starscream transformed into his F-22 fighter jet mode, and managed to get the girl inside of him. Then he took off.

Using my abilities that I had gained as one of Megatron's servants, I put a mental tracer on the two of them, and then followed.

Bumblebee's P.O.V:

We had looked everywhere, but we couldn't find Em.

"I'm getting worried…" Arcee said. "I don't like her being by herself for too long, what if the Decepticons find her?"

"I think they already have…" Optimus suddenly said grimly, as he walked over to a chair and table in the hallway. There was an empty glass on the table, and Optimus picked it up and examined it. "Just as I thought…" He said.

My spark turned cold. "What?" I didn't want to hear the answer.

Optimus turned, and handed the glass to me. "Take a look – what do you notice about the glass?"

I looked at it, and then scanned the contents in around the side of the glass. "Burundanga." I recognised it instantly.

Arcee gasped, and put a hand to her mouth. "I've heard of that…it's four times greater then the date rape drug."

"It can put victims in a hypnotic state." Elita1 addded.

None of this was making me feel any better.

"What makes you so sure Emma drank from that glass?" Zikya asked quietly.

"I have a pretty good clue." Optimus said, and then he handed me something that had been sitting on the table beside the drink.

It was Em's yellow carnation that I'd given her – with the tracking device in it.

We all exchanged horrified glances.

"The Decepticons…" Bianca whispered.

Leveret meowed unhappily.

We all knew that it was true.

I awoke gently, stirring in my seat until I managed to get my eyes all the way open. Only when I did, and tried to test my limbs, did I realise that I was restrained.

"H-huh?" I said drowsily, shaking my head to try and clear it. My arms and legs were both tied down to a seat. "W-where am I? What happened?"

"So, you're finally awake."

I recognized the voice instantly. "St-Starscream?"

He chuckled. "That's me. We're finally alone, Princess Emma."

I didn't like the sound of that. "Where are you taking me?" I asked quietly.

He didn't answer, and a new thought popped into my head. "Are you taking me back to Megatron?"

"No!" Starscream replied angrily, and I sensed his anger through the haze in my head. It was a terrifying anger, fierce and hostile.

"Okay, okay," I said soothingly, moving my hands ever so slightly and patting the seat I was sitting in. "Just calm down, okay?"

He didn't say anything, but I sensed a change in his emotions. He became calmer, and I was able to relax also. I couldn't clear my head, though, so I just had to make do with the calm. I looked out the window at the twinkling lights down below. "It's beautiful down there…almost as if we're flying upside down, and those are the stars…we're not, are we?"

He chuckled again. "No, not yet anyway."

"Don't you dare!" I hissed. "My head already feels like it's full of cotton – what the slag did you slip into my drink, anyway?"

He didn't answer, but by then my mind had taken a new turn. "The others will try to find me, you know. They won't let you take me away."

"They don't have a choice – they have no way to track you now!" He sounded smug.

"How do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"I mean I made sure to remove that carnation that you were wearing, the one with the tracking device in it."

"A tracking device…" I whispered, and my thoughts immediately flittered to Bee. "Oh, Bee-Bee…" I whispered, my eyes filling with tears.

"What's the matter with you?" Starscream wanted to know.

"Nothing," I replied, as my mascara and eye-liner began to run. "It's just…I feel so strange at the moment, like I'm…whole…weird, isn't it?" I chuckled. "Feeling like this around a Decepticon…like I actually want to be around him…even thought the Decepticons are trying to kill me…but if I die…then who'll protect Bia and the others? Not that I can do much…I remember…doing something before…but I don't know what it was that I did…only that it made my friends worry…but they'd be worried now, too, and I haven't even done anything! I know who'll be the most worried though. Kind of strange, really, but how I'm feeling now is exactly how I feel when I'm with him…like I'm no longer just one person, but a half of a whole that's been unified somewhat…how can I feel that way, not only about a robot, but about two of them…" I leaned my head back in the seat. "I feel the need to sing…

I'd like to run away from you

But if I were to leave you I would die

I'd like to break the chains you put around me

And yet I'll never try

No matter what you do you drive me crazy

I'd rather be alone

But then I know my life would be so empty

As soon as you were gone

Impossible to live with you

But I could never live without you

For whatever you do

I never, never, never

Want to be in love with anyone but you

You make me sad

You make me strong

You make me mad

You make me long for you

You make me live

You make me die

You make me laugh

You make me cry for you

I hate you

Then I love you

Then I hate you

Then I love you more

For whatever you do

I never, never, never

Want to be in love with anyone but you

You treat me wrong

You treat me right

You let me be

You make me fight with you

I could never live without you

You make me high

You bring me down

You set me free

You hold me bound to you

I hate you

Then I love you

Then I hate you

Then I love you more

I love you more

For whatever you do

I never, never, never

Want to be in love with anyone but you

I never, never, never

Want to be in love with anyone but you

But you…"

Starscream's P.O.V:

I knew that Burundanga made humans talk a lot, but I never expected for Emma to pour out her heart's contents for me to hear. So…the stories I had heard as a sparkling were true then – it was possible to have more then one spark mate. Then, you had to make a decision.

Well, no matter. I would find out who Emma's other spark mate was…and kill him.

Then, Emma started singing, and it was like the song had been written exactly for this situation. She sung with the voice of an angel, with a voice filled with anguish and happiness. I had never heard such a voice before, but I assumed that there was no other voice like it.

It was amazing how different your spark mate could make you feel.

I'd already decided it before now, but I double-decided it then and there.

I would make Emma mine – she and I would rule Cybetron together. She would be turned into a robot, branded as a Decepticon, and then our sparks would be complete. Her spark would make me the most powerful Decepticon that had ever lived, and the reason for that would by Emma. Megatron would not stand a chance, once I had Emma.

I would not let anyone else have her, my spark mate.

I don't know how it happened, I couldn't remember landing, and climbing out of Starscream, to stumble across the grass where he had landed. He transformed back into a robot and reached for me, lifting me up, to place my near to where his spark was.

"Can you feel my spark?" He asked me softly.

I nodded. I could. "It's warm…like it's alive…"

"There is a spark within you also, my dear…"

I bristled lightly at being called his dear. I felt out of I, but not that much out of it.

He seemed to realise he had offended me. "I am sorry, it is just…well, you see…our sparks are…"

"They're..?"

We both broke off abruptly.

"Starscream!!"

Starscream's P.O.V:

I recognised the voice instantly, and turned around, wondering if it could be true.

Was it really..?

I got my first good look after so long, and I smirked. "Why, Backdraft, how nice to see you again – alive."

Backdraft walked towards me, blue and black metal shining in the moonlight. I heard Emma draw in a breath.

"Who's that?" She wanted to know.

"Backdraft," I replied, not taking my eyes off said Cybetronian. "A Decepticon…"

"You mean I was a Decepticon," Backdraft interrupted me, glaring at me with moonlight blue optics. "I have no ties to you anymore, Starscream."

I chuckled. "You mean you don't have ties to the Decepticons, Backdraft – even though we rescued you, and you know it."

"Those slaggin' rookies left me for dead after that failed scouting mission," Backdraft replied calmly, although those moonlight blue optics flashed angrily. "You abandoned me – I no longer consider myself to be a Decepiton…"

"You mean you're neutral?" Emma suddenly spoke up, standing up on my hand and staring at Backdraft. "You're not a Decepiton or an Autobot? You just…are?"

Backdraft nodded. "That is correct, little one."

I was surprised when Emma still had the stability to leap gracefully out of my hand, and land soundlessly on the grass. "You should become an Autobot." Emma said matter-of-factly.

"Oh, should I?" Backdraft mused, as Emma walked forward some more, and looked up at Backdraft who, in turn, took a few steps forward.

My optics narrowed. This was going nowhere. Backdraft had failed to die before, but I could change that, since the former-Decepticon now stood between me and my spark mate.

I said: "Backdraft – prepare to die."

Zikya's P.O.V:

"Tell me again how we know where she is…" I asked Wheeljack, who was driving me along the freeway at 160 K/PH. "How does Bumblebee know where to go?"

Wheeljack didn't say anything for a moment. He was focusing on the task at hand. In my lap, Leveret quietly sat there swishing his tail.

Arcee and Elita1 were in front of us, and Bumblebee was in front of them, with Bianca. The twins were just behind Wheeljack and myself, and Optimus was behind them. We must have made a fairly impressive sight, zooming along the freeway in this formation, but I was too worried to pay much attention to that.

"I sense that there are two other Decepticons with her!" Bumblebee suddenly said, and I felt a shift in the pace we were travelling at.

We increased speed dramatically.

"Hold on, Emma…" I whispered, and then I said to Wheeljack, again: "How does Bumblebee know where she is?"

Wheeljack answered me quietly: "His spark leads him to her every time, Zikya…"

I couldn't understand what was going on. I was leaning against a tree. I was sure something was wrong, but I could get my head around it no matter how hard I tried. I wasn't in any position to do anything, though, so I just stood there in a world of fog.

Somewhere in my chest, my heart began to pound.

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Meg: Oh, my friend, May-Chama, got me two soft toy cats yesterday – and I swear, one of them look just like what I'd imagined Leveret to be! Plus, we saw the Transformers movie yesterday.

Bianca: Now that's ironic, Alanis.

Backdraft: …