Shadow: Hi all; Sorry about the long delay I had writers block from hell... but I'm back now and will try to update all of my stories and perhaps write a few new ones...

Wave: It's about time! Primus took you long enough I was growing rust waiting for he next chapter...

Shadow: Aw.. Does that mean you actually care!! .:Clings to Wave:. I' ish soo happy!!

Wave: Gah! Get her off, get her off meeeee.

Shadow: .:Snickers:. Enjoy the chapter everyone...


Last time on The Crystal Angel….

The young femme groaned as she turned on to her back. Optics half shuttered to keep out the out the bright light.

"This should teach you to stay out of the high grade." Her reply came as a chirp of weary annoyance.

"I am never going to touch the stuff again." She grumbled.

"I'm going to remove the dampener, so I will have to place you into stasis of a few breems."

A strand of panic wove it's way threw Waves spark, as she on-lined an optic to look up at the mech as he began the stasis sequence.

"It…It's not going to hurt is it?

Ratchet glanced down at the young femme and frowned slightly. "No. It will not hurt any more then when it was installed…Now stop fighting your stasis protocols."

"Kay" She muttered, as she allowed her systems to shut down.


Present…

When Darkwave came back on-line, the med bay was unusually quite.

Reaching up she felt that the dampening device around her neck armor had been removed.

When she caught a glimpse of her hand, she sat up and glanced at her reflection in the wall beside her.

Her armor had been returned back to it's original color scheme, black with silver outlining though she still hadn't gotten any taller...

The femme glanced at her hand, a smirk appeared on her face plates as the tips of her fingers started to glow a soft blue.

Clearly her energy claws could now be activated, the smirk slowly vanished as was replaced with an annoyed frown.

She filed threw her other defensive and combat systems and realized that her claws where the only offensive system online.

Most of her memory components were also still corrupt as well.

After a few breem's the twin spikes on her helm flicked forward.

She notice that there hadn't been a sound coming from beyond the Med-bay doors since she had come back on-line.

Wave checked her chronometer and noted that she had been in stasis for several cycles, it was shift change, she should be able to hear the sound of foot steps outside the doors.

The femme narrowed her optics, as she jumped down from the berth.

Something wasn't right…

It was never this quite in the base…

The young femme attempted to reach someone on her com-link when no one answered, a chill started to settle in her fuel tank.

Darkwave slipped silently to the door, when it didn't open automatically she scratched the back of her helm.

"Er…Now what…" She asked herself.

Wave looked up at the lock then looked around for some thing to stand on.

Cursing her height… Or lack there of… Under her breath. "There you are."

Wave walked over and grabbed a crate that was set against the wall to the right of the berth she had occupied.

Just as Wave managed to climb up onto the crate, a large explosion shook the bay causing the femme to lose her balance and crash to the floor.

Dust and tools fell from the walls and benches, as the lights in the Med-bay flickered and went out.

Darkwave got to her feet rubbing her sore aft as she glared up at the lock. Her optics took a dark glint to them as she activated her claws casting an eerie glow to the room.

"Fine we'll do this the hard way." She muttered.

Kicking the crate away, she sank her glowing fingers into the metal wall and climbed her way to the control panel next to the door.

As soon as she punched her code in to the lock, she heard foot steps outside the door right before it hissed open.

Cursing her luck she shuttered her optics as two unfamiliar Mechs walked threw the door.

Two new sets of crimson optics cast an unnatural glow to the room causing Wave to dampen her energy signature, and her intakes to freeze.

"I know I picked up an energy signature a nanoclick ago." A large mech with wings muttered.

The dark mech at his side glared at his partner.

" Misfire…If your scanners work as well as you shoot, then we're in trouble. Starscream said Lord Megatron wanted the femme in one piece.. So if we want to find this Femme then I think that I will be the tracker here and I will be doing any shooting if any is needed last thing we need is to tip her that she is the target or kill her."

"Hey!… What's your problem fur ball… We could shoot if we tried… But we like it better this way… It's funner."

Misfit glanced down at the rifle on his arm. "Is funner even a word?"

Third voice Startled the femme causing her claws to deactivate, sending her crashing to the ground.

"Slag.."

A Mech jumped out of the Decepticon called Misfits arm and stepped forward looming over the femme.

" Hey Carnivac… I told you I had picked up an energy signal…" Misfit snapped pointing at the youngling on the ground.

Carnivac just rolled his optics.

Aimless bent down and snatched Wave up off the floor by the scruff bar…

"I found a Youngling…and I think it's a femme to…I think…"

Darkwave's optics flared. " You think?!… Let go of me you slaghead!"

Wave revved her engine and reached up sinking her energy claws in to the Mech's forearm.

"Yeeouch!!"

Aimless dropped the femme and cradled his arm. "Why you little glitch!"

As soon as Waves feet hit the ground she took off out the door and vanished in to the dark corridor of the base.

Wave's cackle echoed threw shadowed the hall. "Run run fast as you can glitch-heads, I'm your worst stasis vision!"

The Youngling tucked herself in to a small storage space, dampening her energy signature and darkening her optics she waited for the Decepticons to pass.

Bright red optics came back on-line as she poked her head from around the corner, "Heh Slaggers."

She walked out of the storage closet and turned down the opposite hall.

The young femme slipped silently threw the shadows pausing now and then as an explosion shook the base.

"Where is everyone?" She paused and peeked around a corner in the corridor.

Wave braced herself as yet another explosion rocked the base, causing her to curse to herself.

"Throw a few more down this way why don't you! I'm still in one piece down here!!"

As Wave straitened a strange tingle in the air caused her to freeze in her tracks, she scanned around for any energy signatures as she glanced around the corridor.

Her scans came up blank and she couldn't see anyone around or even coming up from around the corner.

Yet something in the back of her processor told her she wasn't alone.

Wave wrapped her arms around her chassis as a power surge rattled her armor. "Get a hold of yourself femme... You're a Decepticon.. Cons aren't afraid of the dark…I think…"

As Darkwave crept down the hall the only sound that could be heard was the metallic clink of her feet against the floor.

She had checked the Rec. room and the training room and so far not a mech was found.

Just as Wave turned the corner next to the command center, she cried out and jumped back.

Falling on her aft when a plasma bolt struck the wall where her spark chamber had been.

"Freeze decepti-scum." Wave looked up just in time to watch a mech appear out of thin air, a plasma rifle aimed at her cranial unit…

She held her hands up in a pacifying manner.

"Wait I'm not…"

Darkwave shrieked as another plasma bolt blew a chunk out of the wall behind her.

"I said not to move fragger!" The Mech snarled.

Waves optics narrowed as she glared up at the blue and white Mech...

Blue lighting crackled around her frame. "Back off!"

The electricity bust from the Femmes frame and slammed into the Mech, knocking him off-line.

The youngling didn't wait around as she heard the sound of shouting and the pounding of feet.

The idea of explaining why she had knocked an Autobot off-line didn't sound like such a good idea at the time.

Even if it was in self defense, she could name a few Mechs in the Autobot ranks that would love to see her slagged for so much as twitching a servo at a fellow Autobot.

Though she hadn't recognized that Bot…Why would he shoot at her?

Prime had told every one who she was…

The young femme wasn't paying any attention to were she was going, so when she turned a corner she slammed into something hard standing in her path.

Darkwave froze as Bright red optics gaze up in to a set of crimson ones.

The last thing she saw was the barrel of a rifle followed by a flash of white then nothing….

TBC...


Wave: .:Blinks at the computer screen... the turns slowly to glare at the authoress...:. What is with you!?

Shadow: What are you talking about?

Wave: You put me back into the hands of those creeps!! Thats what!

Shadow: Cool your jets Wave nothing... too bad is going to happen.

Wave: .: Right optic twitches. :. I'll show you cool jets Flesh bag!! .:Launches self at Shadow:.

Shadow: .:Screams:. Got to go Every one see you next time.. .:Flees or dear life.:.

Shadow signing out...