Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm
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Chapter 46
Override sighed, "Nothing doing, brother. You know the rules. Rodimus forfeits; it's that simple. I can't believe you're defending someone who could very well be Master Galvatron in disguise."
"He was there helping us fight Master Galvatron, so there's no way they could be the same person," her twin explained.
"I'll take your word for it, then," she muttered. He knew more about that then she did, so she decided to believe him.
"Come on, Override," Nitro Convoy protested. "The fact that he can't race tomorrow is not his fault. Can't you make an exception."
"Nitro Convoy, I have a job to do, and I am going to do it," she said firmly. "The rules state that if he doesn't show up for a race, he forfeits the entire series. It makes my job easier." Override raised an optical ridge at her twin, "Do you honestly think I'm going to make an exception and excuse his absence, Nitris?"
"If you think you can intimidate me by calling me by my old name, it won't work. What if someone raced in his place?" Nitro Convoy asked.
Override shook her head.
"Come on," her brother teased. "I'm sure Exiguiser would be happy to take Rodimus Convoy's place for one race."
"No, and that's final!" Override yelled, a slight blush moving up her face.
Nitro Convoy chuckled, "Sis, you can't fool me. You love him and you know it."
"Explain to me why I would love an arrogant, ignorant offworlder like him?" Override demanded, her face getting redder out of both embarrasment and anger.
"Because you see him as arrogant and ignorant," Nitro Convoy answered calmly; he was used to his sister's temper. "The same reason why you liked Gasket."
Override turned away, "The answer is 'No', brother, and that's final. Transform!" She sped off, heading towards Track. As she drove, Override began to think back on her relationship with the small Speedian who would join the Destron Army…
Flashbacks
The bullies were picking on him again, yelling, "Short Stop! Little Racer! Mini!" and other such insults. She growled in frustration and began to walk over there. Her brother, Nitris, stopped her.
"Don't do it, Override," he said. "They'll just start on you too."
"Let go, Nitris," she growled, continuing forward. "When she got close enough, she yelled, "Leave him alone, you Junkyard Jokes!"
"Hey, Over-baby's talking trash," laughed one of the bullies.
"Small Boy, is that your girlfriend?" another jeered.
She did the only thing that she could do, and that was beat the circuitry out of them. She went up to the small Transformer that they had been teasing and asked, "Are you all right?"
He nodded, "My name's Gasket."
"I'm Override," she said, extending her hand. He took it and they shook.
………
"I win again!" she laughed as Gasket drove across the finish line. He had almost overheated trying to keep up with her.
"Fast, deadly, and beautiful," he said after he transformed, gasping for breath.
She blushed, "Thanks for the compliment."
"You're welco… oi," he blushed, realizing what he just said.
"Dinner's on me, since I won," she offered.
He raised an optic ridge at her, "Are you asking me out?"
"Maybe," she answered.
………
"I don't care, Nitris," she insisted. "I like him. I'm going."
Her twin sighed, "I'm Nitro Convoy, sis, now that Planet Force has been passed on to me."
"You're going to loose it. You're bad at keeping track of everything except your trophies," she growled.
"Which is why I'm going to hide it in the Planet Cup," he replied. "I'm telling you, stop dating Gasket. He and his new pal Landbullet have been towing the line between legal and illegal activity. I don't want to see you get hurt."
"I'm a bounty hunter, Nitris," she snapped, and then she left.
………
"I'm joining the Destron Army," he told her.
She raised an optic ridge, "The what?"
"A big guy named Master Megatron stopped me and Landbullet the other day and asked for help saving the galaxy," he explained. "I'm going to help him and join his organization, the Destrons."
"You do realize that 'destron' is ancient for 'traitor', right Gasket?" she asked.
"Doesn't matter," he said. "If I help him, he'll help me become a powerful leader one day. Then I won't have to rely on Landbullet to keep me protected."
There he goes again, she thought. Power, power, power. It's all he ever cares about now. "Gasket," she said, "I can't do this anymore."
"What?" he asked, confused.
"Ever since you met Landbullet, you've been more concerned with gaining power and causing trouble. At first, I thought you were playing jokes, but the other day, I saw you hurt someone, and you laughed about it," she shook her head. "You're not the boy I once knew. You've changed."
"Change is good," he said, smiling. She shivered at how sick his smile looked, noticing the lustful gleam in his optic. "Let me show you how much I've changed," he whispered in her audio receptor, and then he was on top of her, pushing her to the ground. He kissed her, but it hurt; it was out of lust, not love.
She pushed him away, "No."
"Come on," he teased. "You know you want it." He kissed her again, and ran his tongue along her neck.
"NO!" she yelled, kicking him in the crotch. She grabbed his shoulders and threw him to the ground, pulling out her blaster and pointing it at him. "I said, 'No.' I meant, 'No.' Go ahead and join this 'Destron Army' if you want, Gasket. I hope you rot in space for your sake, because if I ever see you again, I'll kill you!" She transformed and drove off angrily.
Nitris was right, she thought. I should have never gotten involved with Gasket. I'm sorry, Nitro Convoy, my brother. I should have listened to you. Surprisingly, she didn't feel remorse for breaking up with him. She felt free. That was because any feelings she had for Gasket had long ago disappeared, because it was only a adolescent crush.
End Flashbacks
Override sighed, I don't want to make the same mistake I made with Gasket. Do I really like – or even love – Exiguiser, or is it just another adolescent crush?
