I had a lot of trouble posting this to a document but i finally got it done. i had to use the mobile version to finally bypass the "verify yourself as human" every time. i really hope issues get fixed soon. I've already read through this 3 times for edits but will come back if something else catches my eye. Or something is pointed out to me.

Either way hope you enjoy :). I don't plan on this being the last chapter but don't know when I'll start the last.

Nope, nope, nope. Forget recreating any kind of sonic weapon. While the idea may have been intriguing at the time, dealing with this brat just wasn't worth it. Pit, with how loud it could scream, the kid would likely grow up being its own weapon. Which, though it would surely benefit the Decepticon cause in the future, all it is doing now was scrambling Blackarachnia's circuits.

"You know, you're coming this close to being shoved into an airlock." She growls down at the still screaming sparkling. Seriously, the fact it hadn't yet damaged its voice box would be impressive if she wasn't on her last nerve. Of which comes incredibly close to snapping as it kicks out its legs and makes contact with her hip.

Seriously, what was Shockwave thinking giving this thing to Blitzwing? Did he have some kind of moment of insanity or something? And why did heeven have the sparkling to begin with? The unanswered questions still bothered her but she at least knew one thing for sure. Blitzwing isn't the only one she was going to give a piece of her mind to. Perhaps that new chemical she's been working on would work nicely.

Turning a corner, Blackarachnia's frown deepens further than it already was. Fragging pit, just where is everyone? The halls were emptier than the time she was still an Autobot exploring abandoned battle ships with Optimus and Sentinel. Sure, there isn't many of them on this ship to begin with but she should have found someone by now. What, did everyone decide to hide once they heard the brat's crying?

"Well, it's what I would have done." She mumbles to herself at the thought. Yeah, if she had known what had been about to happen when Blitzwing blew in her door, she would have made herself scarce.

Of course, thanks to her labs' sound proofing there had been no way to warn her until it was too late. And here she was now. Sparkling gripped in her left arm, as far away from her audio-receptor as possible. What little good that was doing her. The brat might as well be held right against her helm with how shrill the screams were. Ugh, perhaps once she's finally pawned the sparkling off she'll give the sonic weapon another consideration. This time in a much more quiet environment.

"Ow!" Jerking to a stop, the spider-like bot glares at the sparkling as she feels a sharp pain against her hip. The little brat scratched her! Clenching her denta, she not so gently jerks the little robot away from her and holds it in front of her with both hands.

"Listen here you little brat," She growls, pulling the sparkling closer to her face despite his screams becoming worse the moment she did. "I don't care how or why you are on this ship in the first place. You've been nothing but a pain in my behind. You're lucky that I don't-"

"Don't what, Blackarachnia?"

Feeling as though her spark skipped a beat, the femme freezes at the voice. All four of her eyes widen and a brief yet clear look of fear flashes through them. With a blink she quickly spins around, coming face to face with none other than the Decepticon leader himself. And just him. Standing just a little more than arms length away but still towering over her.

"Lord Megatron!" She exclaims, half surprised half panicked. Ah frag, of course it had to be the only Decepticon she wasn't hoping to find. At least not like this. How did he even appear behind her anyways? Had the sparkling's screaming really been so loud she simply hadn't heard him coming? A particularly loud shriek indicates her answer though she alone cringes as Megatron himself simply stares at her in unamused annoyance.

"... Do tell me, Blackarachnia, just why are you carting the screaming sparkling all throughout my ship? And exactly why is it screaming in the first place?" He demands, deceptively more calmly than what his expression suggests. Blackarachnia quickly shakes her head and thrusts the little bot away from her face.

"I don't know!" She answers just as fast, her tone a mix of defensiveness and annoyance of her own, "Blitzwing force the brat on me not long ago. It was already crying when he barged into my lab."

"Blitzwing?" Megatron raises a brow at the answer and his frown deepens. Blitzwing? "And why would Blitzwing have had the child?"

Again, Blackarachnia shakes her head, though this time with a grimace and not as fast. While two of her eyes stay on Megatron the other two roll before moving towards the still screaming and squirming sparkling. "He said something about Shockwave giving it to him. Pit if I know why hehad the brat."

So Shockwave too? Well, that would surely explain why his spy had been late to his Shockwave had in fact told him he had run into an issue concerning Starscream and the sparkling, having the sparkling given to him hadn't been mentioned. Nor the fact that the sparkling was then given to Blitzwing of all Decepticons. A truly poor choice that Megatron may need to bring to the spy's attention later. Especially since it led to where they are now. Upon learning all this, Megatron's eyes narrow and he stares sharply at the femme in front of him as he raises his arms to cross them.

"And am I right in believing that the reason I have a screaming sparkling in my halls, the reason I left my very important meeting, is because you are looking for someone to give it to?" It isn't so much a question than it is a demanding statement. Of course he knows that's what this is.

"Hey, like I tried telling that three faced freak, I'm a scientist, not a sparksitter." The spider-like bot is quick to defend herself. Any fear she may have felt under the other's gaze quickly vanishes though as she holds the little robot even further from her as it releases yet another shriek and tries to scratch at her hands. "I've got much better things to do than deal with this."

"Ugh." Either it be from her response or the continued wailing of the sparkling, Megatron groans. Uncrossing his arms he raises a hand to his face and tilts his head downwards. "I'm surrounded by incompetence."

Without another word, the Decepticon leader drops his hand only to reach over and take the sparkling from the annoyed femme. Just as quick as he did so, he marches past her down the hall and eventually turns another corner. While a bit off guard, instant relief washes over Blackarachnia. Especially as the wailing quickly got more and more distant. Now she knew how Blitzwing must have felt when he dumped the brat on her. Not that she was even close to reconsidering paying him back. And now she had plenty of time to construct her revenge in peace.