Chap 3

"DarkShift!" she called out again, but with all the chatter and yelling going around it was obvious that he couldn't hear her, she tried to make her way through the crowd but at the process she lost sight of him. She gave a quick glance at the wash racks with a disgust look in her face, realizing that he was probably went to cool off.

Realizing that this was going to take more time than she thought, she sat down on a nearby bench and debated in whether or not she should leave him and just cancel his appointment for another time.

"Hey Opal!" a familiar voice called her; she turned with a smile to greet the mech who was heading towards her, SwiftBeat. They had known each other for a long time, she was there when his creator had put his spark in his shell, he, like her, had a unique design, his creator and hers were alike in many ways, but unlike hers, his didn't decide to take any side in this war and was still a neutral.

"Swift! It's been a while, how have you been?" he gave a frustrated sight and sat down next to her.

"Good a guess, but today it's the day most of the bots will be recruited and well…. I dot think I will do any good in the presentation"

She laughed lowly at the expression he gave her and punched her fist against his arm, he playfully pouted as he rubbed his arm before he leaning and putting all his weight on her.

"Hey! Get you heavy shelf of me" she said between giggles, he straighten up and smiled at her, after a few minutes of silence he jumped up and looked down at her.

"Let's spear" he said, surprising her.

Not knowing how to answer him, she just stared at him with a disbelief expression on her face. She didn't really have any weapons installed in her; well she did have a blade but never really learn to use it correctly. The only thing she somewhat knew how to use were her brothers swords but still…

"I know what you're thinking, come on! For me" giving her a wide optic-pouting look, she just got up and let hi, drag her to a large room, she looked around and saw know one, thankfully.

"Lets start" with that said he thru a shield at her and took a fighting stand.

Not giving her the time to get ready he sprinted towards her with a blade, she dodged him easily blocking his attack giving him a hard punch on his expose side, surprising him. Noticing that it was stuck in the shield she let go of the shield and they separated. They started to circular each other, ready to pounce on the other at the slight moment.

Opal, knowing that her size will give her an advantage, she waited until he went for her to slide and hit in his knee joints, making him loose his balance giving her the upper hand, with a hard kick on the back she had him right were she wanted him, quickly pinning him down while pointing her now bladed hand to his neck cables she leaned over and whispered in his audio darkly.

"I believe this is already over, do you have any last words before I offline you autobot" she mocked at him before he started laughing. She detracted her blade and sat on him, laughing also.

The sound of clapping made them both stop and look and the intruder, getting up and helping swift up, they both went to face the mechs, it was the black and white mech she had seen earlier, and a red mech who was also in the room with him. Behind them was a group of mechs who were also watching.

"Those were nice moves you did there, kid" the red mech said. "What's your designation?"

Seeing that he was looking her she tensed and quickly responded "Opal, sir". The black and white mech looked at the data pad he had and frowned.

"Your name isn't in the list of those who are training in this station" he looked up at her with a frown still on his face.

Swift butted in "sir, she doesn't train here, I just asked her to spar, her brother hasn't come out of the racks so I asked her, it was just to distract her" he said, the way his voice sounded was so tense that you could almost taste it, she looked up directly at his yellow visor with a blank expression, she glanced behind him to see her brother staring at her with a confused look.

"and its like it was serious, we were just playing around like we usually do, right Swift?" of course it was sort of true, this was just playing around, when they usually spared one of them will end up with a broken joint (him) or with serious dents in their armor (her), and every other time with an "minor" cut that was occasioned by the one of each other blade. Swift just gave her a quick nod, but the mech still didn't look very convince.

Not really knowing what to do in a situation, she just stud there while both the unfamiliar mechs gave her a full observation, obviously noticing how different her design is, the red mech frowned and looked at her with an odd look the other one just kept analyzing her. After what seemed to be for ever she decided to speak up.

"If you are done with your observation, I will really like to go now" she was getting a bit irritated on how they looked at her, like if she was some kind of freak, it wasn't the first time but the way the observed her , it just made her plain mad.

Without waiting for a response she just went for the exit and went to leave. On her way out she noticed that everyone was giving her an odd look even her brother was giving her one of shock, she just ignored him and waited to when they were outside to transform and leave, leaving her brother behind.

DarkShift stared at the retreating form of his sister; he was still in sock from what had happened today, first he was finally recruited, for what he was told he had to get an upgrade by this week if he wanted to be a part of team 18, then he found out that his little sister had somehow catches the attention of two of the superiors. He knew that she didn't want to be a part of this war, but he knew sooner of latter that she will have to chose weather to be offline or fight back.