Revision and reedit no. 2.
This took a way longer and it had doubled in the number of words.
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Silence had enveloped the two different beings; one was inside the other and was keeping tabs on the entity behind them as her blood pressure spiked high with her heart beating furiously in her chest.
"Cade..." The same woman who the liaison had seen earlier had called out to the metal being, knowing who exactly she was talking to while inside his interior.
In their situation right now, she was actually shocked at the same time, also stupefied of what was happening to her little trip to the human city... She hadn't planned it to take a down turn like this. It was unexpected and utterly impossible. How did this happened in just one klik after the other?
Well, it wasn't like she isn't familiar with things like this happening every now and then… But if you want to know truthfully, this was way over the top from the others she had experienced since this involves another metal sentient being from the opposite side of the faction that the mech she knows was in.
Being held in the Mustang earlier with his angry moving holoform was just fine for her. It became a common thing as it happens every time she was found out taking her fair dose of humanity when she disappears and walks into the city. The city was the best place she could think of to take her long walks where the glitched heads wouldn't find her easily with her self-made cloaking device… although, it was still a mystery for her on how in the pit does Barricade always find her.
Yes, she is talking about the Decepticons being the ones she calls glitched heads. That faction had been the one to take her in their care although at first, it wasn't like she had a choice… But then, the group had managed to grow a spot in her heart that made every attempts of escaping them less appealing to her. For them, the attempts became a game of 'hide and seek' where the Con's were always the ones to be 'it'.
You are asking who was she and why had she been captured by the 'Cons?
Are you also asking if it was luck in the making that is why she was still well and a lived?
Well… first of all, she was just a no one... Exactly a no one to anyone's standard. She was a home/internet workaholic that loves to tinker with things. She has this vast knowledge that was different from the others; knowledge that no one even bothers to have. (like the 'pointless' thought of the chemical makeup of things... even human. Or who is the closest species that has the same genome as a human).
She was somewhat a fast learner because of the way she could improvise and innovate with the things and situations she was given... Maybe this was the answer as to why she was still alive for this long?
But despite all of those good points, she lacks greatly of self-esteem that made her a weirdo out in the crowd of the same species she belongs to. She was deemed of being a crazy smartass bitch that has nothing but 'lies' in her head even if those so called lies weren't fabrications. Having so much time on her hands since she was small, she only had only books to entertain her. Sue her also for being a curious child until now making her a walking packet of data.
Her name was Christopher Sheina Oans. Yes… WAS… For so long, she is the only Oans alive. This was because of a gruesome event that had happen when she was still small and a mere black child in the family. The word had crashed down on her; her clan or bloodline was cruelly massacred one night when every one of them had gathered in one place.
She, herself being the black one, was forbidden to even show her face to her relatives so her fate led her to live among the fate of the others. She was able to avoid being killed because that time, she was out exploring the woods; a child that had been thrown out of the real state without herself knowing.
The dark past she had will be forever lost to her now since she has the mechs now though… She had already forgotten about it and plans on being enthusiastic of the said future she could still have. She was an optimist; one of the young kind hearted but tortured soul on the planet.
But you question why anyone hadn't put a fit about that large massacre? The answer to that was lost to her young mind but as she had grown to who she is now. She had found out that the topic had never really had gotten out in public. No one had been informed; every event that had happened there had been silenced.
It was thanks to a certain metallic bird that she had manage to get these facts.
She doesn't know why she hadn't been persecuted but she had to thank her once family for not giving her any recognition. Because of them, she had come to be a self reliant kid and had managed to strive in the world she was left in. It was all thanks to them that she had managed to find these metal-sentient beings that were in the exterior, hard and icy but in the interior, soft and kind in their own way.
With all the years of spending time with them, she had adapted a great amount of traits and never did get why she was still kept there until now after learning that they hated squishies like her. One time, she left but was taken back immediately after a day.
Almost all of them, after multiple times of escaping, had ebb her fear of them leaving her one day after saying that she was an exception to her species… as well as Gould who she had entitled as a slagging sex maniac after a certain event when he came and been given a temporary pet status in the Decepticons.
The lunatic was important, that was what the Lord had told her. Because of that, she wasn't able to slag the crazy one… but she did manage to instill fear in him of her. Barricade had contributed to that after he had been given the primary guardian status over her.
That is why she had feared right now as anxiety rose in her. She had her guardian in mind for she had realized that they were now out of the prying city people's eyes and was clinging onto a 50/50 chance on getting out of here. They were out in the open where no one of the two would hesitate to clash in meaning, it was a do or die sitch here.
She cursed the Mustang for being stupid in thinking that they would be able to get away from the yellow Camaro on their trail. But she knew what the mech's real intention was… He was planning on confronting the other no matter what… She scowled at the pride that was universal. He had wanted to even the score they had.
She glanced again at her back and saw it had another human in its exterior. The other fragging thing had a human! And they were still following them on the dusty road in the middle of nowhere!
Praying to Primus who she had gotten to know of from her lessons of Cybertronian, she prayed that the idiot in the other car would be safe and out of harm, not really caring for herself because she knows that her mech would never let anything happen to her even if that was just a silent promise to her. She doesn't want any other beings getting hurt over their statuses of being enemies!
She angrily tried to formulate some plan to help them. If they were only in the city, they would had a better chance of escaping this unscathed. If it was within the city where the two mechs had limits, they could still go home without a hitch but nooooo, he just had to do this. She glowered at the slagging processor glitch he was.
"Cade, you glitch, what are you thinking?!" She shouted at the mech, while keeping an eye at the other.
She then turned to the front and faced a driverless seat but she knew that he would be listening. "We should have just hid in the city for all I care, 'Cade! Star can handle the faction while we're gone! Heck, even Megs could if he could just come back!" She frustratedly tried to enter the front of the vehicle.
"Sit down, you piece of scrap metal!" Barricade ordered her as he felt her shuffle in his interior.
"You IDIOT! I am not made out of metal, glitch head! Now, turn around, I think we can still get back to the city!" She couldn't laugh right now at her successful retort because of their dire situation but she did curse under her breathe as she leaned on the wheel. She was having difficulty in maneuvering her body to the front but that could be rearranged.
She heard a growl from his radio but ignored it completely as she walk on her knees to the front. When she had successfully taken her body to the front, she yelped in surprise when she was shoved to the passenger seat.
"Wha-?" That was all she could mutter before her face morphed into anger. Before she could jump to the other side, his holoform had formed again and had tackled her in place.
"If you are here, there is a bigger chance that you could get slagged!" She tried to explain to the mech as she struggled in his hold. His body was larger than hers so she couldn't escape when his frame towered over her. He trapped her there, pressing her to the seat. Then, she felt his seat belt being strapped onto her.
"Stay put or I'll make you!" He shouted angrily at her before his eyes drifted to the back, clearly boring holes into the other.
You ask how she had met them…? The answer was simple. The Mustang, Barricade (in this case) which she calls an idiot too many times, was the reason… And long story-short, she found him slagged and ready to go into the pit or hell, whatever they call it.
Like any other human, she had taken him as a normal piece of junk that was abandoned so she took him for herself from the scrap yard. She had managed to get him in her garage by that day and then went to examine his engine. She may not be that of a professional but she had somewhat a background when it comes to them machines.
After seeing that his engines were still in somewhat a good condition, she had worked on him day and night, trying to make him presentable again.
She was left confused when she saw the initially broken parts were fixed by the time she rechecks them again. It was also amazing that some of the parts she had welded together had disappeared like it hadn't been there at all. With those mysteries, she just brushed them off as a blessing and decided to continue work on him.
His black and white police-designed frame was repainted with a royal blue color as his linings were given a shiny metallic silver color. When Barricade revealed himself, he had 'insulted' her for the new get-up. It wasn't really an insult for her if you count, 'I'm going to sever your hands if you ever mess up in painting me again.' That was like only a warning and he hadn't told her that she couldn't repaint him next time.
Being not in the know had proven to be an advantage for the mech as she took care of him like when the boy's call theirs as 'their babies'. She had given his alt mode a wash and wax once every week. It was an equivalent of a spa for the Cybertronian but he won't admit it.
He had woken up a month later, out of his stasis, feeling good as new although he had resented the fact that he was reduced to an object in her eyes. He was still in the process of repairing other systems so he had just let her be as she used him to take her to places that he hadn't even known and those were called her sanctuary or secret garden.
She would also talk to herself his interior which Barricade had pointed out to her at how interesting a gun for a mouth she has in spite of her feeble form. He won't admit it but he found her likable as she made good example of others when it comes to crossing the wrong path with her.
In all those events, Cade was running low and hiding. She was the clueless 'owner' that doesn't know what she was putting herself into. Well… not until somebody… or some seeker had arrived.
She had realized who she was giving shelter for when she was 'visited' by his faction leader (at that time), Starscream. She couldn't help think that name was so fitting for the seeker as he glowered at her and screeched ever so often. The rest was history by then when Barricade had took her from her home after that.
She let out her own growl that she had learned from him as she struggled at getting the sit belt off of herself. Currently, she had managed to kick the man in front of her, hard in her retaliation. That made him back off a little before he pulled out something she didn't know he would really use against her. It was the one and only enemy she has in the Nemesis…
Apart from other things… this was number one.
"You will SHUT UP and STAY IN THAT FRAGGING SEAT or I SWEAR I'll use this duck tape you had been throwing out of the base!" He threatened, knowing her weakness… more like guessing but still… Was it obvious that she hated those?
And she knows all too well to take his threats seriously. That is because if the mech says it, he will do it, one thing or the other.
But in her frustration right now, from thinking that Cade could get hurt again like what happened last time in the mission they were in, in Egypt, she couldn't think at all as the brain cells in her body malfunctioned in worry for him.
This led to the threat being done with a lot of fuss from the woman. Barricade wouldn't know that it was a wrong move later on as he knocked her out with the duck tape wrapped around her body.
He then re-focused on escaping the raging yellow Autoscum that was advancing towards them.
They just couldn't get a peaceful way of going back to their 'home', can they? Every slagging time, there would be something/someone trailing behind them until he had enough and face them.
Maybe next time… she could shove her aft in others' tail pipes when they get back to the base. Let her drive the others in worry than making her fry his wires even more. But does he really want that when they get to the base?
This event had made her internal systems work double time… It made her run on adrenaline and gave her a fright. And from what he had done, she would be surely angry and would evade him until further notice. He doesn't want that… Neither does the others…
So once, they get to the base, he would resort things out first like they always did.
When was ever a time where they don't fight and try to smite each other? Well… He will think about that later because he could see the next events that he lead to…
Ugh, there are too many to edit but I have a deadline... *grins* This is an interesting challenge.