Shadow:. Hey every one long time no chat. Darkwave learned the hard way bout trying to hack my computer with superior technology...It explodes...
Darkwave:. .:glares at authoress from medical berth:. You booby trapped that piece of scrap! Had I known there where .:Wave twitches and a few sparks fly:. We'll be back after these messages... .:optics goes dark as she falls over:.
Ratchet:. .:Glares at snickering human:. Do you have any idea how long it take to defrag and scan for virus's...That fragging loop virus is going to take a deca-cycle to get rid of!
Shadow:. It's not my fault I told her not to go around hacking peoples computers... Besides she blew it up!
Ratchet:. It dosent help that you were dangling the next chapter of her story before her optics... .:crosses arms over chassis:. So you will restricted to medbay until Darkwave is free of viruses. You are after all her charge, It wouldn't be right for us to rise putting you in danger when she wouldn't be there to help you...
Shadow:. What! what about posting?!
Ratchet:. Yes.. about that well it seems you will now have extra time to write.. I have gotten several messages from your readers that you haven't been posting...consider this a favor...
Shadow:. but,but,but... It's not my fault Darkwave blew my computer up!
Ratchet:. There are no ifs, ands, or buts, about it... Even Prime agrees with me on this, so here is where your going to stay...
Shadow:. .:Mumbles and grumbles under her breath:. stupid... frickin...slave drivin...
Ratchet:. What was that?!
Shadow:. .:gives innocent smile:. Nothing! Enjoy the long over do chapter everyone.
Last time on Adaptation...
The dark femme narrowed her optics at the engineer.
"It's Mine! I found it so it belongs to me! Do have any idea how hard it is to find such a tasty little Human anymore… Nearly impossible! I will pry it from your offline servos if I have to!"
The Autobots flinched back in disgust as the femme took a step towards the mechs, only to jump back when Wheeljack fired a warning shot at her foot pads.
Cliffjumper snapped his rifle up to the ready position and aimed it at the Con's Spark chamber.
"One more step and your scrap femme…"
Flareup held the struggling creature closer to her park wanting to purge her tanks in disgust.
"You consume Organics?!"
The Con smirked as she shot her left arm out.
A soft blue glowing stream hit Wheeljack squarely in the chassis.
The energon coated goo quickly short circuited the mech taking him temporarily offline.
Cliffjumper fired several shots at the femme before the rifle was knocked out of his hands with the same glowing substance, before he to was knocked offline.
She then advanced slowly towards the crippled Autobot femme and grinned wickedly showing a mouth full of needle like teeth.
"Among other things… now that those pesky mechs are out of the way… I just might leave the human as a small snack and settle with you as the main course. Your fellow Autobots will satisfy me for quite a while. I might not even have to go hunting for several solar cycles."
Flareup pulled a small blaster pistol from subspace only to get it kicked from her hand.
"Valiant to the last Autobot…"
Presently on Adaptation...
Maxine watched with a mixture of horror and awe, as Black Arachnia took out the other Robots one by one.
The one that currently held her, pushed her closer to it's frame as the two Robots clicked, whirred, and whistled at each other.
The young woman flinched as Black Arachnia kicked away a strange weapon the robot who held her, had pulled out of thin air.
The robot cried out as Max tumbled from its grasp, the spider bot bend down and grabbed the other robot, and sank wicked looking teeth into the tube like things in the other robots arm.
Bright blue glowing liquid flowed from the corner of Black Arachnia's mouth, turning the young humans stomatch with the way it resembled blood.
Max covered her ears as the robot let out an ear drum shattering screech.
It tried to pull away from the giant spider lady causing more of the fluid flow from the robots arm.
The robots struggle slowly became weaker and weaker, its blue eyes became dim and where starting to flicker.
Max frowned as she watched one robot devour another almost like the old Vampire stories from before the virus.
Something with in her like a faint voice whispering on the wind told her that she needed to help the robot.
There wasn't away she could hurt the metal spider, but perhaps she could distract it…
Feeling down the side of her thigh, she smirked at the feel of the long black dagger strapped there.
"Try and squish me will you?! You creepy alien giant metal bug!"
Black Arachnia was enjoying her meal to much.
She never saw the small human climb onto her victim, and take aim with her small weapon until her proximity alerts went off.
By then she managed to online her optics just in time to see the dagger strike one of her right optics shattering the glass that protected the sensitive orb with in.
The femme cried out and let the half offline Autobot go.
With one hand covering the injured optic, she used the other to swat the small organic off the her enemies frame and into the wall of one of the crumbling structures near by.
The Decepticon femme walked over to the offline human on the ground and raised her foot.
"Foolish creature I'll send you to the pit as an organic smear on my foot!!"
Just as she was about to bring her foot pad down onto the organic, a plasma round caught her square in the chassis sending her flying back.
Ironhide grinned wickedly as he climbed out from behind the building.
"You first Deceptipunk!"
Black Arachnia got up slowly, holding her smoking and sparking chest plates.
She narrowed her remaining optics, as she pulled her own weapon from subspace and fired off a stream of the blue goo at the weapons specialist.
Ironhide dodged the shot as several more rounds rained down on her from Sunstreaker and Sideswipe as they stepped out from behind another building.
Sunstreaker smirked and nudged his twin.
"Look a Giant spider, and man is it ugly! Lets squish it!"
Sideswipe laughed and launched another volley of plasma bolts after the 'Con femme as she turned tail and fled into the city.
Ratchet pulled around the building after the twins and transformed.
Mudflap, Skids, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker and the femmes took up security.
Optimus Prime pulled up and transformed, as Ratchet checked up on Flareup.
Prowl freed Wheeljack and Cliffjumper as they gradually started to come back online.
Hydraulics hissed as Optimus bent down and picked something small up from the ground at the base of one of the human structures.
His spark flickered at the sight in his hands.
Blood had turned the human females hair from blond to crimson, scratches and bruises spotted her skin, her right arm hung at an unnatural angle and he could hardly feel the slow beats of her heart on the sensitive metal of his hands.
He had failed yet again.
There was so much damage… He was startled out of his thoughts as neon yellow and silver hands scooped the human child out of his own.
The Autobot leader looked over at Prowl and Ironhide as they helped Wheeljack and Cliffjumper to their feet.
Flareup was still offline and was being watched over by her commander Elita 1.
His sparkmate looked up at him as she caught a look at the small organic in Ratchets hands.
Prime looked away from the sorrowful optics and over to the CMO.
"How are Flareup and the others?"
"Their fine, Flare is stable but only just barely. She will be placed on a steady flow of energon when we get back. I will have to do some tests to figure out how she lost so much energon so fast. but so far she will survive"
Prime glanced at the human in Ratchets hands.
"The human?"
Ratchet cycled air.
"The human on the other hand is in critical condition. She has severe internal bleeding a concussion, three broken ribs, punctured lung, a shattered left arm and sprained ankle along with several burses and lacerations. I have slowed the internal bleeding but I have to get her back to base before any thing else can be done. Until then it's up to Primus.."
Optimus straitened his frame and closed off his spark from the thought of losing yet another human.
He could not linger on the human loss any longer.
The Autobots needed their Prime and with the chance of the Allspark's return.
The chance to return Home and rebuild would have to be at the forefront of his processor.
The Autobots would need to pull all their resources to keep it out of the hands of the decepticons long enough to return to Cybertron.
The Mech turned from his CMO as he tended to the organic in his hand and glanced at the others.
He drew air in to his in takes and expelled it banishing the numb feeling in his spark.
"Autobots Transform and roll out!"
Elita turned to Her sparkmate as she felt their bond dampen slightly.
The Commander narrowed her optics as she noticed his optics pale as he transformed and drove off with the rest of the rest of the mechs.
"Over my cold extinguished spark…"
The femme looked up as a large shadow fell over her and the offline femme in her arms.
A huge white alien aircraft came in for a direct decent.
Elita-1 pressed against the back wash as Jetfire landed in the street and opened his bay doors allowing the injured to be loaded.
The Femme commander loaded Flareup as Ratchet climbed aboard clutching the human to his chassis.
She looked up at the CMO.
"When your done with these here, you might want to come to Prime's office and repair his damaged aft."
The Medic flickered his optics in confusion at the femme CO.
"When was he damaged?"
The energon in Ratchet's systems chilled when he caught the dark look in the femmes optics.
"He's not…yet"
She turned away and transformed her engine roared.
The medic shielded the human from the debris, as Elita's back tires kicked up dirt and gavel, before taking off towards base like the Unmaker was hot on her heels.
"I'm glad I'm not that mech when she gets her hands on him…"
Jetfire's filled the air of his hold as he took off.
Ratchet looked up from tending the human in his hand.
"What ever happens he probably has it coming. According to Huffer she nearly ran him over the last time she left his office."
The jet laughed as they began the landing sequence over the base.
T.B.C
Next time on Adaptation...
The mech had just placed the organinc on a berth as was about to jump start her heart when a strange energy field knocked him back, forming a light blue orb around the human.
The medics processors almost stalled when his scans came up with large amounts of Allspark radiation.
The mech jumped up and rushed at the orb slamming his fists against the energy shield in an attempt to keep the human child from being impaled on the sharp blade.
Prowl, Bumblebee and Arcee entered the medbay escorting/carrying the injured Autobots.
The femme and mechs froze in their tracks at the sight of the medic fighting against a blue orb on one of the berths.
Ratchet froze once more as the sword stopped four inches above the young woman's chest.
A second later a large glowing crystal attached to a silver chain rose from her shirt and tapped the tip of the blade.
The last thing the Bots in the bay saw, was an impossibly bright flash of white light…
Shadow:. Ok everyone theres that chapter tell me what ya think... I also have some good/bad news depends on how you see it. I have decided to shorten this story... but there will be more to come! I'll need something to keep me busy in this prison....
Darkwave:. Serves you right you little... .:more sparks fly as smoke curls from the back of her cranial unit:. What's the matter girl is Timmy stuck in the well?
Shadow:. .:cackles mercilessly:. This might not be so bad..I'll have a little entertainment while I'm here at least. Talk to ya'll later.
