Nightshade never saw Tarantulas among the decepticons at the base, so that night, they decided to check the Witwicky Cemetery where they had met each other.
His lab was vacant, or so it seemed. To their surprise, they tripped a wire and before they could react, was ensnared in a web.
"Identity yourself!" The familiar voice of Tarantulas demanded. He emerged from a shadowy corner, when he spoke, his voice turned from authoritative to shocked. "Nightshade? What're you doin here? Actually lemme help ya out of that first."
Nightshade smiled "that would be ideal." They said with a friendly tone.
After freeing Nightshade from the trap they accidentally triggered, Tarantulas was ready to talk. "So, why are ya here, Nightshade?"
"Well, a GHOST scientist captured and tortured me-" Nightshade began to explain before Tarantulas abruptly cut them off with a furious growl.
"How dare they…" He said in a voice dripping with vitriol. "The other 'cons've mentioned that as well. But to do that to someone as innocent, pure-sparked as you… outrageous. Forgive my interruption.. go on."
Nightshade nodded in understanding. "The Decepticons saved me from him, well mostly Starscream. He took me to hide in the base where GHOST couldn't find me, I only just returned this morning. My family is livid at GHOST, but they don't know what to do. And they won't listen to my suggestion." Nightshade said, finishing with a sigh.
"What was your suggestion?" Tarantulas inquired.
"Getting the autobots and decepticons to work together." Nightshade explained
"Easier said than done. Maybe if they knew GHOST'S crimes. That said, uniting over a shared cause could be what's needed to finally quell the war. It's unlikely, I s'pose, but stranger things have happened. Especially since Starscream's decided to focus on liberation rather than conquest. Though I understand the distrust most have towards the decepticons." Tarantulas mused.
After a few silent moments Nightshade spoke up again. "I don't want to sit back and wait for someone else to fight this battle. No, there must be some way I can be of use. Some way I can do to change this world for the better." They said indignantly.
"Any ideas?" Tarantulas questioned.
Nightshade inhaled sharply. "I need to talk to Starscream again."
"Heh, he must've been nice to ya. Not many want to see him more than once." Tarantulas said calmly. "Want 'im to come here? Or would you rather go to the base? Or I could probably call him. I fixed my projector, see? So now I can go to the payphone a little that-away." He asked
"I'd rather he come here. This is something i need to discuss in person. Plus, it's harder to hide with my alt mode, and I don't wish to wait for tonight." Nightshade explained.
"Alright, I'll contact 'im." Tarantulas said, setting up his projector. "See? Good as new." Tarantulas beamed with confidence as he sent the hologram off.
20 minutes pass, before the duo hear the sound of a jet engine directly to the west. "That's him alright." Nightshade mused, quietly exiting Tarantulas's lab. They peered out at the dense forest to the west, before spotting the familiar alt mode of Starscream.