Predatory EpilogueRatchet's brow was furrowed both in concentration and worry. He had known deep in his gut that something was wrong, but he hadn't acted, trusting Arcee and Jack to take care of themselves.Predatory Epilogue in Romance More Like This
Now, he wished he had made that executive decision instead of brushing it off.
Bumblebee and Bulkhead were out scouting, and Optimus had opted to head to the back where Jack was scrubbing himself down after their "no risk" excursion. He wanted to commend the boy for being as brave as he had been.
This left Ratchet alone with Arcee, carefully peeling the webbing from her banged up body.
She didn't speak, just kept her face carefully averted from the medic as he carefully went about his work in the rare effort to keep from hurting his patient more. From looking at her, Ratchet could tell Arcee had bested the demons of her past though they haunted her still.
He knew what had happened. At least . . . the most part of it. No one knew exactly what had happened when Arcee had endured Arachnid's torture, but
Shackles FallI skulked warily through the underground caves. This was too easy . . . Ignoring Optimus trying to make communications with me, I let my audio receptors focus on listening for the slightest sound to alert Airachind's location to me.Shackles Fall in Drama More Like This
I regulated my cycles, being as quiet as I could even though it was likely Airachnid already knew where I was. The tunnel I followed yawned open into a massive cave, and I gritted my dentures at the sight of all the stasis pods. That disgusting 'Con still had more Insecticons at her disposal!
My second blaster joined the first, the tension so thick and the silence so heavy that a razor blade couldn't cut through it. It built like underwater pressuremore and more stifling the deeper I went, but there was no way out now. I continually scanned the area for her, the past pounding against the back of my processor; broken promises haunting me; the lust for revenge exciting my thirst.
Only one of us was leaving these caves alive.
Creeping forward, senses on
Fraternizing ch19Nightstalker literally began to shake so hard her metal tinkled together. TOGETHER. With a Decepticon zombie!Fraternizing ch19 in General Fiction More Like This
"Awesome!" Miko cheered. "It can't touch them either!"
Her outburst caught its attention. Skyquake turned to them, and Nightstalker felt her mouth run dry.
She was their only protection. Against a bot almost twice as big as she was? Nightstalker shook harder. Her training skills didn't amount to anything for this!
She popped her machine gun out of her back, shouting at the paralyzed kids, "Run!" Dear Primus, what was she doing, what was she doing, what was she doing!
Taking aim at a target impossible to miss, Nightstalker shot at him, distracting him from the kids while they got a little bit of a head start of running. Her energon curdled in her tanks when Skyquake looked directly into her line of fire, her bullets doing nothing more than tingeing off of him.
"Move it, move it, move it!" she shouted out to them, dashing along when Skyquake took a swipe at her. Dear PRIMUS
Fraternizing ch24Bumblebee paced the main hangar of the silo restlessly. Bulkhead had been generous to take Raf to school with Miko for him, and now, while the kids were at school, Bulkhead was scouting for energon, as was Cliffjumper and Optimus. Arcee was too, but Bumblebee suspected it was more blowing off steam.Fraternizing ch24 in General Fiction More Like This
Instead, as he paced restlessly, the day slowly stretching from morning to noon, he sent a worried look up to Ratchet. *What if she's in stasis lock?* he whispered nervously. *What if she*
"You heard Optimus's order."
Bumblebee made an impatient click, and a vibrating whir of frustration left his vocals. *I know, Ratchet, you don't have to tell me. But she was injuredby Airachnid's venom! She was leaking . . .*
Ratchet didn't even look away from the computer. "Hardly enough to send her into a stasis," he grumbled.
Bumblebee stiffened at his disappointed voice. *I bet you probably wish she WAS in stasis lock!* he shouted at the medic, clenching his hands. *I bet you're just HOPEI
Fraternizing ch25Nightstalker looked up from her scrubbing as the computer flickered, beeping at them.Fraternizing ch25 in General Fiction More Like This
"Looks like the 'Cons hit another vein," Arcee said. Nightstalker sighed to herself, trying vainly to resign herself to her work, but it was so, SO old now. She wasn't even halfway through the pile yet either!
"Autobots, roll out"
"Hey, hey," Bulkhead interrupted Optimus. "Shouldn't we wait for our secret weapon?"
It was no secret he was talking about Ratchet.
A conflicted look crossed Optimus's face. "This mission is unlikely to require medical expertise."
"But you never know if it may require additional firepower."
Nightstalker's head jerked up again at the sight of Ratchet and his newly acquired swagger as he waltzed into the room. He waved a nonchalant hand. "Bumblebee can handle ground bridge duty."
A confused Bumblebee just watched as Ratchet strode towards the ground bridge tunnel. *Um . . . I guess I can do ground bridge . . . let him take point . . .*
Optimus didn't seem too pleased, bu
One Human, One Spark 18Wheeljack's optics onlined from a deep stasis devoid of nightmares. The first thing he noticed was the soft snoring from Miko in his audio receptor, and he felt his features soften at the precious sound. He didn't shift positions so she wouldn't fall off his shoulder, but a pair of optics fixed on them dragged Wheeljack's sight up.One Human, One Spark 18 in General Fiction More Like This
He immediately felt defensive at the sight of the Prime watching them with unreadable optics. Quietly, empathetically, Wheeljack murmured, "Say what you will, but I am never leaving her again. You can frag me to the pit and back, but Miko is mine. I won't let anyone, including you, stand in between us." His spark pulsed aggressively, possessive of his little girl.
Optimus shook his head and said gently, "I expected nothing less from you, Wheeljack." Surprise colored Wheeljack's emotions. Optimus nodded once, respectfully, and a slightly teasing tone overlapped his warm voice. "And, I trust that you will charm your way back into Mrs. Davis's heart." With that
Fraternizing ch30After much arguing with Optimus, it was finally decided that Nightstalker did not have to serve the extra two weeks.Fraternizing ch30 in General Fiction More Like This
Actually, it was only Nightstalker arguing against him. She argued that he had said she could never leave base while he quite calmly pointed out that he said she couldn't leave the base to FLY, and during the excursion she joined to help save him from the Decepticons, she had not flown. He also commended her for her bravery, was impressed at her fortitude of honorable spark, and did not feel that the need of two extra weeks was necessary.
And now, Nightstalker only had two days. Two days! Her excitement was a drastic foil to Optimus feeling guilty over the information he had given to the Decepticons, but after Bumblebee recovered the Spark Extractor, things were starting to look up some. Instead, because Nightstalker was stir crazy and the stasis cuffs had been put on her wings again to restrain her, Bumblebee, Cliffjumper, and Bulkhead all sat on the floor in a semicirc
Fraternizing 33Oh fraaaaaag I’m an idiot, oh frag, why did I do that—!Fraternizing 33 in General Fiction More Like This
Nightstalker paced wildly back and forth in her berth room, wringing her servos and fluttering her wings like mad.
How in PIT did I manage to screw things up so bad? Oh, that’s right, I tortured Dreadwing. And then practically raped Optimus!
Nightstalker groaned heavily, and she pressed her palms to her forehead. Her shoulders hunched.
Aw, frag me flying, who am I kidding? That was hot. No! I’m not supposed to think that. I fragging go from thinking about him like a father to wanting to FRAG him?
She snarled again and began her restless pace around her berth room. At this rate, she was going to wear a hole through the floor.
That bot fragging son of a Cessna! HE was the one that kissed ME!
The sudden clarity of that thought made her wings perk aggressively with anger, and then, as quick as it had come, the anger deflated.
Shit, it’s the black isn’t it? Even Cliffju
Fraternizing 35 "Knockout! Knockout, wake up!"Fraternizing 35 in General Fiction More Like This
He rolled over and grumbled in irritation. One red optic slitted open to look at her. "What do you want?"
Her little lips quivered. "I had a bad dream. Airachnid told me to shut up and get back in stasis. But I'm scared."
Knockout groaned and rubbed his helm, amazed that she had sneaked this far across the ship past the drones on night watch just to come see him. Woke him up in the middle of the night just because she was scared . . .
"Nightstalker, it's the middle of the night."
"I know! But I'm scared . . ."
"And what do you expect me to do?"
She looked up with big orange optics. "Can I recharge with you?"
Knockout's optics widened at the pitiful hope there. "Uh-uh," he said, shaking his head. "Not a chance. This paint job isn't going to get ruined by your squirming all night."
"I won't squirm," the little femme said, wingtips fanning a little. "I'll stay perfectly still, I promise."
Knockout groaned again, flopping his face back into his bert
Fraternizing 42Things in the Autobot base moved on slowly. Bulkhead struggled to regain the strength in his legs and was forbidden to transform until he had gained some strength. Cliffjumper met the same demise of being unable to transform because of his bum leg and arm. He hobbled along much better than Bulkhead did, though. Arcee talked to Cliffjumper a lot with Jack, and they slowly pulled the warrior out of his prickly shell of silence. Arcee even talked to Miko, letting her know of what had originally happened with her and Cliffjumper so the girl could help deal with Bulkhead's struggling recovery.Fraternizing 42 in General Fiction More Like This
Dissent between the troops and Optimus lulled beneath the surface. No one voice anything, and the bots were a little worried, but Optimus's heartfelt apologies helped sway their sparks. Optimus also took on much of the energon scouting missions. It helped him clear his mind and let the others rest. He felt they needed it, and he felt he needed the solitude to keep his processor clear.
The humans were