Sorry about the late update, I just felt like taking a day off to nurse yet another sunburn. And deal with the fact that my father is a completely selfish jerk who is not only taking me away from civilization on Wednesday until Saturday afternoon. Yeah, I'm not happy with him right now. He's dragging us up to Pennsylvania to see me grandmother (which, I have to say, I'm not exactly thrilled with seeing anyone from that side of the family anymore. They didn't help us at all during the affair and I just don't see them in the same light anymore.) while he goes off for a job interview. So I'm getting dragged to a house with no internet, limited television, and a very hostile living situation for about 3 days.

I digress…

Let's vent for a little while!!!

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Prime 2

Whiskers 3

Lennox 5

Skids and Mudflap 8

Ratchet 4

So anyways… where were we…oh, Starscream got stabbed by the fallen…

I don't own the Transformers. Hasbro does. The second I make X dollars, I will buy them from those bastards and they will be maturely rate for the rest of their existence!!! No I'm just kidding… or maybe I'm not. :3

Anyways, Read and REVIEW. Please? Pretty please? Oh and vote on the poll at the bottom.


Megatron stared at his beloved, shot by his master and lying on the ground. Starscream wasn't moving, his wings fractured by the force of the spear from The Fallen. Megatron swore his allegiance to the Fallen, but Starscream mattered more than any order, any command, and any threat. The second he was hit by the spear meant to shut him up, Megatron felt a chill colder than every moment of his Cyrostasis combined.

"He should have stayed where he belonged, underneath me in my berth. Oh well, nothing the Allspark can't revive. Perhaps a better slave after a little conditioning. Megatron, proceed with draining this star." The fallen said. Thundercracker and Skywarp flung themselves out of the sky to the ground as the fallen retreated.

Megatron didn't move…he was still staring at Starscream. Thundercracker was at his side in a sparkbeat, holding the unconscious seeker upright while Skywarp tried to check for a pulse. They seemed to relax after a second and attempt to cover Starscream's exposed, broken circuitry. The blast would have been fatal, but he knew his Starscream better than that. Starscream could stand up to anything…except a direct blast to the spark chamber. Thankfully, judging by Thundercracker's and Skywarp's responses, he seemed like he was online… but he needed medical treatment quickly.

And what was worse… his master had taken what belonged to him. Starscream was his… no questioning it. He was the one that Starscream struggled with, he was the one who battled for dominance with the seeker…he was the one who held him when they interfaced in his dreams… kissed him when they joined together… stroked his helm as he recharged… the Fallen wasn't taking that away from him. Starscream would heal and bond with him… and after the war was over, and they had won… Starscream was the one that he would interface with until his aft was sore and scorching…and eventually, that beautiful seekers body would give him sparklings. He could only imagine it… However, none of that would happen if he took the stars power… and obeyed his master once again. No. This ends here.

The fallen stared up at the tyrant from his place beside the remains of the gutted pyramid, as did the other combatants. Why wasn't he starting the machine? He had been given a direct order from the fallen, the leader of all Decepticons, who had just proven his power against the younger mech. Megatron was his apprentice, and therefore should never question an order from the mech he called master.

"Megatron… are your audio receptors in need of repair? Activate the machine!" The fallen yelled, the sheer emotion in his voice causing the remaining forces to step backwards in fear. Megatron looked at the machine, then to Starscream's body, and then to his master. He stood up straight, and then released a stale air intake. He was fed up… fed up with taking orders from a decrepit old mech who didn't care about their species, fed up with allowing said mech to take his beloved, fed up with the possibility that said mech might actually try to spark bond with Starscream after the star was drained and perhaps force him to provide hatchlings. Megatron was going to prove that he was the one and only true leader of the Decepticons.

Megatron stood up and faced his former mentor. He glanced down at Thundercracker and Skywarp, who were pulling Starscream away from the pyramid and towards the relative safety of the settlement. Starscream was still offlined, and he needed Hook or the Doctor now… Megatron was in half a processor to tell them to take him back to the ship for repairs. The fallen was getting more agitated by the moment.


Prime finally got the clear from Ratchet that he was ready for battle. He stood up and faced the battlefield. Jetfire, who was lecturing Ironhide on how to fire a cannon, finally noticed the Prime was ready for battle. Ironhide wasn't really listening, mostly because he was trying to keep his slowly forming rage in check.

"Well it's about time you got off your aft, you little whipper snapper! Why in my day, you took a blast to the spark and got right back up, functioning or not! You brats are so pampered today, it's like you were hatched on a bed of dust!" The Blackbird continued to rant. Prime just smiled and nodded… wondering how Rodimus would have done things. Rodimus was his old… friend from Cybertron… he wondered if he was still online. Prime hoped that the mech was still there and online, he'd hate to lose another friend. Well… not really a friend… but more of a 'I could chase that aft to the end of the universe and back just to hear him talk to me' kind of relationship. Rodimus was really affectionate when he left, but with the lack of femmes and the call of duty, most mechs stopped considering romance. Rodimus never stopped trying to get Prime on a date… alas, the war came and they were separated.

Prime gathered his strength and motioned for Ratchet and Ironhide to follow him. They gave their affirmations and took off running after the Prime. This was war… the fallen had taken their people against their will, caused them to suffer relentlessly, and worse of all, started this whole damn war by turning his brother against him. He was going to pay.

Prime unlocked his cannons and began firing at the now fighting Decepticons. Megatron might not have the strength to fight the bastard, but he sure as hell did.

(going to end it there for now… still nursing this damn sunburn and just don't feel up to writing much more for this portion)


Bloopers!!!

Ratchet meets the kitty.

Whiskers sat on her new bed in Jolt's room, cleaning herself as cats always did before a nap. Jolt and Sideswipe were fast asleep after Sides took the sweet little Jolt. It was about mid afternoon and she wasn't too keen on staying up much longer. She settled herself into the folds of the cat bed, with a large, fluffy pillow underneath her. Her other family had never treated her this well… but then again, they never really cared enough either.

She started to drift off when she thought she heard large, metallic foot falls hitting the ground outside the room. She lifted her head when the large door whooshed open and she saw a large, yellow and red mech enter the room. He looked over at the two on the berth and stopped. He placed his arm on the doorway and leaned his weight on it, smirking as he saw the rising and falling motion of his slumbering charges air cycles. Ratchet was about to leave when he saw the cat's large orbs staring at him. He stopped and gave the furball a blank look.

"Hello small earth creature." He said, not really sure what else he could have said to the cat.

"Mrroooowwwww" Whiskers replied. She stared at him for a few more seconds, and then rested her head back down. Ratchet took a quick scan of the creature then left. He had to find out what this 'mrroowww' meant.


Blooper 2!!!!

Prime talks to Jetfire.

"Back in my day, we didn't replace parts during battle! We just kept fighting! We might have fought for 3 solar cycles without an arm or a leg to stand on! Yet you little whipper snappers can't go for 15 cycles without a digit! Pathetic!" The Blackbird ranted. Prime just sat there, not really sure what to do or say. You were supposed to respect your elders… but this guy was too much.

Prime allowed a sigh to escape him, his air intake valve felt stuffy around this guy… so he did the only thing that would get his mind off this rambling old coot. He daydreamed.

First there was Bumblebee… so young and naïve. He always seemed attracted to the younger ones. Or at least… the younger acting ones…

His thoughts wondered to Rodimus as he pretended to listen to the Blackbird ramble on about Cybertron and how the fish there were huge compared to Planet 'Dirt' aquatic life.

Rodimus… sweet Rodimus… always had a funny joke or a cute remark to make, and always willing to cuddle at night… even just to keep a certain friend warm. Looking back, even with the old badger ranting about femmes and how they were much less scantily clad in his day, Optimus felt like he should have paid a little more attention to the mech. He knew Rodimus wouldn't have become a Decepticon… unless something dear to him was being threatened. But nothing that dear struck Optimus as being worth his allegiance to the Autobots.

A sudden THACK over his helm awoke Optimus from his day dream about his long lost love.

"DID YOU HEAR ME BRAT?!" The Blackbird yelled as Prime nursed the growing dent on his helm. He took a second to gather his bearings and looked towards the older mech… perhaps taking a long vacation to Cybertron's moons wasn't sounding so far out of the way now. "WHY, IN MY DAY, BRATS LISTENED TO THEIR ELDERS"

Preferably with a certain red mech, a tall glass of energon, and no one around to see the aftermath.


Alright… short chapter today. Have a headache the size of Alaska. I'm going to take a nap, but I have 2 polls for you guys.

Poll 1

What should I do?

1)

Have Rodimus meet the group on Cybertron

2) Have the war end and have the Autobots go back to Cybertron and build a bridge to Earth

3) Shut up and eat cake.



Poll 2

Who should I pair with Ironhide for 'Ironhide's bad day'? (Choose 2, it will be romantic)

1) Chromia

2) Ratchet

3) The kitty (don't ask… it's up there)

4) Demolisher

5) The Doctor

6) Prime

7) Jetfire

8) The fallen (… my prediction is no on it going to pic this one)

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