The evil side of Prime
Chapter 6: Recognize the enemy: The twins
Optimus sat in his office. He knew it was only a matter of time until the twins were on to him. They were the ones who knew how every prank was done and who did it. He never expected that they would get Prowl, Red Alert and Jazz. Of course, they didn't know that he was on to them.
"Nothing happens in this base without me knowing," chuckled Optimus. "It's my base."
Optimus pulled two data files out from his desk, each labeled neatly with one of the twin's names. The leader chuckled, setting Sideswipe aside to read Sunstreaker's first. These data pads had every little detail from strengths to phobias.
Sunstreaker was a perfectionist and somewhat narcissistic. If his paint job was ruined, he'd go into shock. He also was, however, light on his feet and cunning if necessary. The best time he'd show his skills would be with his brother, Sideswipe. The two were strongest together. Optimus made a careful note of this and would use it to his advantage.
Sideswipe, however, was very open to people. He was still more into battle than Sunstreaker. He found many things a game rather than anything else. He wasn't seen without his brother often times. The two were always together and when together the two were more trouble than they were apart. This led to the twins being called the king of pranks.
"Twin pranksters," mumbled Optimus. "Together they are trouble…"
Optimus chuckled lightly at the sound of his own thought. He didn't have too many thoughts in such a twisted sense. He set the pad down beside several others which were labeled from Prowl to Red Alert to Jazz. He'd, of course, read them already but was ready to reread them after planning out how to deal with the twins.
"Together they're trouble…" howled Optimus. "Apart they are fools lost in an empty world."
Optimus laughed for a moment himself before shuffling the data pads. He simply needed to separate the twins to stop their strengths. Don't fall for any plan that Prowl comes up with or else there is no way out. Jazz is nothing but an extra. Red Alert…Optimus howled with laughter. Red Alert would be a simple act to fool out of working with these.
"Now what plan to use," mumbled Optimus. "Throw Prowl off first? Separate the twins?"
Optimus contemplated this thought again. To separate the twins would throw off Prowl, but the twins would also be driven to fix and get back on the right path. To simply throw Prowl off by kidnapping Red Alert or Jazz would also mess with their plan. Nothing would be more fun than to see the twins squirm; however, as they were part of what began his fun with the other Ark members. He was taking their pride, and this drove them upside-down.