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Shiva547: Well, I decide what my story involves. Just because other fics don't doesn't mean I'm following their example... and this isn't a SI fic. Yeah, the OC's gonna have Bladewolf as a Cybertronian name, doesn't mean it's me putting myself into the story... it's just for lack of a better Cybertronian name, but I'm sticking with it.

If you don't like the story, don't read it.

Guest02957: No.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers Prime. I only own the OC George Edwards/Bladewolf.

"Ahh!" I shot wide awake when I heard the startled yell and looked around before spotting Ratchet under attack from the possessed broken spider tool that wa empowered by Dark Energon.

"Wat the-?!" I cut myself off as the thing saw me and leaped. On reflex, I backhanded it and it smacked into the railing, flipped over and fell to the floor. Before it could do anything else, it was crushed by Optimus' pede, now destroyed and useless.

"And stay broken." Ratchet growled at it before looking at Optimus. "Now what could've caused that?"

"I have a grave suspicion, Ratchet. Dark Energon." Optimus said gravely. and grimly.

"Dark Energon, the blood of Unicorn." I stated more than asked.

"Indeed." Optimus said as he picked the broken tool up and put it into a chamber.

"Dark Energon?" Ratchet frowned. "It's so scare as to be virtually non-existent. What could it be doing on Earth?"

"Megatron brought it here." I said seriously.

"For what purpose?" Ratchet pondered.

"To conquer this planet by raising an army of the undead." Optimus said.

Ratchet scoffed and laughed. "Well, Megatron would need to break quite a few toaster ovens. I mean, where on this world would he find that many Cybertronian dead?"

Before either Optimus or I can answer, Cliffjumper came into the ops center. "What did I miss?" He asked in his usual light tone.

"Not much." I said with a shrug before Arcee, Bumblebee and Bulkhead arrived with their charges. "You forgot your guitar," I said to Miko, who even at this early hour was just as energetic as yesterday.

As if on cue, there was a sound like hitting a hollow drum coming from Bulkhead. With some discomfort he moved a panel on his chest and pulled out Miko's guitar.

"Are you going to do that a lot? It's kind of creepy," Miko said, grabbing her guitar from Bulkhead.

"Maybe I will and maybe I won't," I said cryptically, which made Miko narrow her eyes at me.

Optimus addressed his soldiers after my brief exchange with Miko, "Autobots, prepare to..." he paused, looking down at Jack, Miko, Raf and I.

"Rollout?" Arcee asked, a questioning look on her faceplate.

"Remain here." Optimus corrected before turning to Ratchet. "Ratchet, you'll come with me." The medic nodded and went to get his gear together. "Arcee, we'll be outside communication range for some time. So I'm putting you in charge." Optimus stated.

"Dude, you're biggest. You should be boss!" Miko said to Bulkhead.

"Um... He never picks me," he replied, looking down at Miko.

"After the last time? you said you never want to be in charge again." Cliffjumper said with a smirk as Bulkhead looked sheepish.

"Optimus, with all due respect, playing bodyguard is one thing but babysitting is another". She stated.

"Seriously?" I said with a raised brow. But was ignored.

"Besides Ratchet hasn't been in the field since the war." She added.

"My Pistons may be rusty but my hearing is as sharp as ever!" Ratchet said with annoyance.

"He's right, I mean he doesn't look that old!" I added my two cents.

"Thank you! I'm glad somebody doesn't see me as old." Ratchet said aloud.

"For the moment it's just reconnaissance." Optimus assured the two-wheeler

"Then why do I hear and edge in your voice." Arcee asked sceptically.

"Arcee much as changed in the last 24 hours. And we all need to adapt." Optimus said before looking in my direction, which made me wonder. "I don't wish to disrupt anything that may happen. But what could we expect?"

"Dark Energon. A lot of it." I said.

"That is all I ask. Ratchet, bridge us out." He said to the CMO as the bridge spun up and sent them to their destination, before powering down.

"Okay, chief, so what's on the activities' list?" Jack asked jokingly, looking at Arcee.

"Bee, you're with me. We're going scouting." Arcee said instantly as she turned to leave.

"Wow, you don't waste time, do you?" i asked with my eyebrows raised.

"Already wanting to get out of being in charge? Here I thought you'd love to boss us around." Cliffjumper added with a smirk.

"Don't pus it, you two." Arcee said, shooting us both a glare. "Cliff, Bulkhead, you're in charge." With that, she and Bumblebee transformed before driving out of base.

"So, uh... what's on the activities' list?" Bulkhead asked, repeating Jack's question.

The high piched sound of a guitar being plugged into a speaker was his first response. "How 'bout some band practice!" Miko said, holding her guitar with the strap on her left shoulder.

"But...we aren't a band," Raf stated, looking confused.

"This is true," I said off-handedly.

Miko ignored my comment "Oh come Raf, why so anti-social? do you play anything?" She asked.

"Um...keyboard?" Raf said holding up his computer uncertainty.

Miko nodded approvingly and looked at Jack "And you?"

"I sometimes mess around on the harmonica," Jack said, rubbing the back of his neck, I noticed that was a nervous habit of his.

"Do I look like I do country, Jack? Just...cover yourself in fake blood and jump around screaming," Miko said, as if disgusted by Jack's taste in music. She ignored me and looked at the two Autobots in the base. "Bulk, Cliff, percussion, go for a big industrial sound!" Miko said happily. "D.I.Y! We're a band! You just gotta learn the songs. This one's a ballad: My Fist, Your Face!" Miko said before strumming the chords.

However, we all had to cover our ears or audio receptors due to the loudness of the music.

"That's a ballad?!" Jack shouted over the music

"Well, it is considered a ballad in the world of heavy metal!" I shouted back.

As Miko kept playing, suddenly the alarms started to blare. "Woah! Woah! Woah!" Cliffjumper quickly cut in, stopping Miko from playing.

"Come on! You can't handle raw power?" Miko pouted not paying attention to anything but her playing.

"Proximity sensor." Bulkhead said. "Quick! Hide! Now!"

Jack, Miko and Raf hid behid Bulkhead's legs while I hid behind Cliffjumper, just in time because the elevator dinged and Fowler came storming out looking angry as ever.

"Prime!" He shouted before spotting Bulk and Cliff.

"Agent Fowler, he's not here." Cliffjumper said with his arms crossed.

"Nobody's here... except me and Cliff of course." Bulkhead chuckled sheepishly.

"Wh-, where did he go? Wait, don't tell me, He's out pankacking a mini-mall!" Fwler said sarcastically. "Now, I don't know what language you 'Bots speak on your planet-"

"Cybertronian." Cliffjumper supplied helpfully.

"Whatever, but Prime promised he would handle the Decepticons, and blowing a crater in the middle of Nebraska is not what the word 'handle' means to me! So, you tell Prime..." Fowler trailed off as he notice the cord that was attached to Miko's guitar, connected to the speaking and going under Bulkhead's foot. "Since when are you 'Bots electric?"

I glanced at the three humans who looked at me with wide eyes before I gave them the motion to stay there and I stepped out of cover. "Sup, how's it going?" I asked casually.

"Contact wit a civilian! Team Prime has really gone off book this time." Fowler said, shaking his head with an angry tone. "Wait, don't tell me, you're running a daycare center."

"Do I look like a toddler to you?" I asked with an annoyed frown at that.

"Watch it, kid. Now let's move." Fowler said as he came down the stairs. "I'm taking you into Federal Custody, for your own protection."

I ran forward so he wouldn't see Jack, Miko and Raf, especially since Bulkhead looked ready to slam his foot down between us which would've revealed them.

"I'll be okay, guys." I reassured Cliffjumper and Bulkhead.

"We're protecting him, Fowler." Cliffjumper said firmly.

Fowler laid a firm hand on my shoulder and directed me towards the elevator. "Not anymore, and you can be sure that my superiors will hear about this breach in protocol." Fowler said before the elevator doors closed with me standing beside him.

Wait, this is Darkness Rising part 3, which means... Fowler gets captured by the Decepticons. But since I'm with him...

Oh fuck!

So guess what Fowler and I were captured by Laserbeak and brought to the Decepticon ship. I really should've remembered this was happening and I would've figured out a way to avoid this for both me and Fowler... though I doubt I would've found a way to do so. Anyway, Fowler and I were brought into the brig, where we found Starscream himself waiting for us.

"Welcome, Agent Fowler, and you too, boy." He said calmly as he turned to us.

"You treat all your guests this nice?" Fowler asked as he dusted himself off.

'We're dead.' I thought, knowing Fowler's attitude and remarks will get us killed.

Starscream merely chuckled. "Any friend of the Autobots..."

"Autobot? That one of them coin operated wash my own car places?"

Yep, I'm dead.

Starscream narrowed his optics a little. "Oh, so that's how it's going to be, hmm? Apparently, no one has told you I have no appreciation for human humour. Well, since you won't talk perhaps your young friend will be more accommodating?"

WAIT WHAT?!

"Lock him up, and make the boy…comfortable." Starscream said with a sinister smirk as he disappeared into the shadows.

A Vehicon appeared from behind Agent Fowler and took him out of the room. "George!" Fowler shouted before the man was taken away.

I stared up at the Decepticon as it clenched its' fists and moved toward him.

The Decepticon lunged for me and I jumped just in time to avoid being caught. I ran towards the Decepticons' feet and found several wires that lay hidden behind the Vehicons' armor. Without thinking, I drove my hand in between the joints of the Decepticon's ankle and pulled out a handful of wires with all my might. Sparks flew from the wires and a few burnt my hand, but the way the Decepticon screamed made the whole thing worth it.

"It tore out my pede circuits!" The Vehicon shouted in disbelief as he crashed into the ground and moved to examine his foot.

Another Vehicon grabbed me as I tried to run away again and, with a free hand, I tore out the wires in the Vehicons' wrist. I let out a small yell as I fell from the Vehicon's now non-responding hand and hit the ground hard. I shouted in pain as I landed on my feet before collapsing into the ground. That... hurt...

A Vehicon once again grabbed me, though this one had made sure that both of my arms were secured in his grip and was brought over to the chains. Though I was defiantly hurting, I continued to struggle and put up a fight. One thing people should know about me, I will put up a fight when it's needed.

I was by no means a wimp, but, even though I was clearly outmatched, it felt like something inside of me had awoken. The Vehicon moved away from me once I was securely chained in place, hovering over twenty feet above the ground.

Great...

Arcee and Bumblebee were driving down a road on scouting patrol, when they were contacted by Cliffjumper. "Cliffjumper to Arcee, do you read?"

"Loud and clear, Cliff." Arcee replied.

"We have a situation."

"Cliff, they're children, humans just... do whatever!" Arcee sighed in frustration as she and Bumblebee continued on driving. However, what Cliffjumper said next caused the two to come to a screeching halt. "You're WHERE?! SHE'S where?!" Arcee asked only to become furious at what she heard next. "GEORGE IS WHERE?!" She screamed. Okay, she wasn't furious… she was downright pissed!

I struggled against the chains but knew it was useless. Even if I did break free, it's a long drop and I'd most likely break several bones in the process. The Vehicons had moved to stand in a triangle around me and the doors opened up to reveal Starscream. Starscream's eyes swept over the Vehicons and he spotted the sparks that came from the wounds I had given them.

"I leave you to guard a human and yet you fools can't even get that right. All of you get out of my sight." He growled before he moved to stand in front of me.

"Yes, Commander Starscream." The Vehicons said before they marched out of the room.

"Now, boy, I have one simple request that will save your family the pain of grieving." Starscream said as he circled around me.

I could feel the vibrations that echoed from Starscream's movement through the chains holding me in place. Suddenly I felt Starscream touch my chin and was forced to look into the Decepticon's optics.

"Tell me the location of the Autobot base." Starscream demanded.

I said nothing and jerked my head away from his clawed digit. I'm here on the nemesis. I'm probably not going to make it out of this. All I could think about was my home…and my family.

"Silent type, hmm? Just like Soundwave." Starscream said, muttering that last part. "Talk... or I will have to rely on less civil means of interrogation?"

"Get fragged, Starscream." I growled at him.

Starscream narrowed his optics before turning to a Vehicon. "Bring the prod." The Vehicon guarding the door nodded silently before leaving to retrieve the item while Starscream turned back to me. "Let's see if that mouth of yours will continue to get you into trouble."

The Vehicon soon returned with the Energon prod, and I shifted anxiously at the sight of it which made Starscream smirk while he took the prod before turning back to me.

"I'll ask nicely one more time... the Autobot base." Starscream demanded.

"Do your worst, Starscream." I said firmly as I glared into his optics. "I can take the punishment."

Starscream chuckled darkly while inching the prod closer to me. "Trust me, my dear boy, you cannot."

With that, he jammed the prod into my stomach, causing me to scream out in pain. "AHHHH!"

"As I imagined, Energon and human nervous systems don't mix." Starscream chuckled sinisterly before he continued the torture...

And that's it for this chapter. Looks like George is in a big spot of trouble and at the mercy of Starscream... if Starscream even knows the meaning of the word.