Speedwriting Prompt Fills

by Exactlywhat

Well... I found the TF Speedwriting Community on LJ, and sorta kinda maybe started writing some. Figured most of these are pretty much one-shots, and it'd kinda be a waste of space to post them all as separate stories. So, here they are. *Note: this will always be marked as complete (even though it isn't), because every fill is its own story, and this isn't one continuous story.

8. Infiltration

Jan 26, 2013

Prompt 2: Betrayal

and Prompt 3: Setting: An abandoned public place

They met, as always, somewhere discreet. This time, it was a small human park, abandoned for the night. They were discreet, as was needed.

The Autobot arrived first, drifting to a stop on silent tires. He idled in the parking lot, knowing the Decepticon he was waiting for would be there soon.

A breem later, jet engines could be heard overhead. The Decepticon transformed and landed on his thrusters, crouched before the Autobot.

"Jazz," he rasped.

"Starscream," the Autobot Head of Special Operations replied as he transformed and stood up. "Ya said ya have information for me?"

"I do." The Seeker pulled a datapad out of his subspace and handed it over. "The designs for Megatron's latest weapon of doom, and his mission plan."

"Thanks, Screamer."

Starscream frowned, but said nothing against the hated nickname."Jazz, when are you going to pull us out? Megatron is getting more and more unstable, and I fear for the safety of my trinemates."

"An' yerself. Ya can say it, y'know. We know what the slag-head does t' ya."

"And myself," Starscream murmured, frowning.

Jazz smiled softly at the infiltrator. "Soon. Ah can promise ya that. Prowl's already workin' on an extraction plan. We're thinkin' durin' some battle, we can get th' Twins t' take you out – with instructions t' keep ya in good health, if possible – pretendin' t' take ya captive, 'n lettin' everyone not in th' know that ya've been on our side th' whole time."

Starscream nodded. "Very well. I must get back to my patrol route."

"An' Ah've gotta report back t' base. See ya later, Screamer."

"It's Starscream, Jazz," the Seeker said. "And... thank you," he murmured as he ignited his thrusters and blasted into the sky.

"Ya're welc'me," Jazz said as he smiled fondly, then frowned at the scorch marks left behind. "Wonder what the humans'll make o' that," he muttered to himself as he transformed and drove away.