Arcee just stared at the human before her, in shock. Blue, ringed with magenta optics locked with the forest green eyes. This human was aiming a fire arm at her and it was to protect Starscream of all bots! Was she insane or just idiotically brave? Arcee didn't know whether to be concerned or impressed; she was just silenced. However, Bulkhead had an easier time finding his voice.
The green giant titan bellowed out into amused laughs, "And why should we do that?"
Nya's years of being an intimidating, military pilot flooded back into her face, forming a cold hard stare. Aiming the expression at Bulkhead; the large green mech was surprised by how much that stare unnerved him. It was clear; this was not laughing matter.
Arcee looked at Bulkhead. She was surprised how much this small human was affecting the former Wreaker. She looked at Starscream. He seemed equally surprised; he must have never seen her like this either. She glanced at bumblebee. The little yellow scout that stood behind the gun-wielding human female, looked nothing but confused. Finally, she looked back to the human; green eyes still cold and fixated on her.
"Don't you known what he's done?" Arcee finally spoke.
"Yes, I do," Nya answered as she looked over to Starscream, flashing him a small reassuring smile, "He's told me everything," she faced Arcee again, "Now, I won't ask nicely again. Let him go."
"Then you know he's a killer. He's doesn't deserve to be let go," Arcee shot a stare, overflowing with burning hatred and rage, at Starscream.
"As far as I know, You're at war. Death is going to happen; there's nothing you can do about that. And no. I'm not saying you wanting revenge for someone you cared about is wrong. I was a soldier too; I know that kind of loss and what it can do to someone," her stare broke for a moment and she glanced at the ground for a moment, before her eyes flipped back up at Arcee, "But you can't let that desire make you do something you're gonna regret. Besides I doubt your hands, or servos are free of blood or whatever you guys have."
Nya was clearly getting on Arcee's nerves, or what ever cybertronians have. Power wires maybe? The blue femme was ticked that this human was right. She wasn't innocent. Arcee pointed her other blaster at Nya; she didn't even flinch. Arcee didn't really know what to say next, the only other human who she could think of that would stand up to a bot if necessary was Agent Fowler and she thought that even he wouldn't do something like this.
Starscream just stared at Nya in awe. He had never seen this side of her. She had always been so kind, warm, and loving. Either when she was a pilot, she was in the thick of it, or she was just down right insane. To say he was concerned about her safety now was somewhat of an understatement. While the autobots weren't prone to harm humans, Starscream, also knew, from experience, that Arcee could be pushed to violence if antagonized enough.
He should have stayed quiet, but once there was blaster pointed at Nya's head, he couldn't keep silent, "Nya, put the gun down."
"Hey Shut it!" Bulked shouted, pushing Starscream down with his blaster.
"Don't make me come over there!" Nya threatened.
"And just what are you going to do? Shoot us?" Arcee quired.
"I know for a fact that not every part of you is bullet proof, and I got a pretty good shot."
"Nya, stop!" Starscream begged her.
Nya turned to Starscream, "Don't worry about me Screamer. She won't do it. If they're truly who they say they are, her boss would never allow her to hurt me," she turned back to Arcee, "Now let him go."
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A Fallen Star
FanfictionScrounging for energon, outlawed by his own kind, it was a life that was far from the one he had on Cybertron. He never thought that anyone would help him unless he showed his worth to them, but then he found an ally in the most unusual place. (sequ...