Diary of a spy: Mirage's mission

Chapter 17. They are all going to die soon!

I was brutally awoken from my peaceful slumber by Ironhide as he picked me up. 'I wanna sleep,' I complained. 'I know, but Chromia asked me to give you a bath,' he said. 'Couldn't it wait?' I sulked. He sighed. 'It's already late. Why are so tired lately?' He asked he carried me towards the bathroom. 'I just like recharging,' I said. He hummed and sat me down on the edge of the bathtub. 'Ironhide?' He hummed while filling the bathtub. 'Why did your sparkling die?'

He glanced at me. 'I read that it sometimes happen because something is wrong with the sparkling,' I said. 'Correct. Something went wrong during labor,' he said. I thought about it. 'But... aren't you sad?' I asked. 'Of course I am,' he said. 'Well, I am sure my mommy will look after your sparkling just like you're looking after me,' I said. He flashed me a weak smile. 'I bet.'

Ironhide took off my armor. 'But... I was scared I could be pregnant,' I said. He snorted, 'no, you're not pregnant, you're a mech,' he said. 'Yeah, but I also have a valve, like femmes. We have both and when the mech spiked me, I was scared I could be pregnant,' I said. He glanced at me, 'someone did that to you?' I nodded. 'Yes, a Decepticon. I hate Decepticons,' I muttered. He crouched down. 'Which mech?' He questioned. 'Brawl.' I shivered and looked away. 'I don't want to think about it,' I muttered. He rubbed my helm.

He washed me before bringing me downstairs. Chromia was waiting there for us. Ironhide placed me in a chair. 'Hi, little one.' She rubbed my helm and gave me some Energon. I reached my arms for her and she gave me a tight hug. 'Eat your food,' she whispered as I let go. I quietly started eating while watching Ironhide and Chromia. 'Do you think bots will believe me once I am bigger?'

Ironhide and Chromia looked at me. 'What do you mean?' Ironhide asked. 'Well, nobody seems to believe me. I know things, I heard things but... people just ignore me? I only try to help,' I said. Ironhide sat beside me. 'It's not we don't believe you. Some things just sound ridiculous and we can't base everything on what you hear and see. We need proof,' he said. I started thinking. 'Proof?' He nodded. 'So you can go to Optimus?' I asked. Ironhide nodded. 'Alright, but I am really serious about it... the Decepticons are up to something. They're not happy and are planning an attack. They're looking for the All spark,' I stated.

'We will keep an extra close eye on them, alright?'

He didn't believe me. Ironhide got up. 'People are going to die. They're all going to die. They will be slaughtered and trapped. They have no mercy, if they're able to beat me up and spike me... then they're also able murdering people. Autobots, they hate Autobots.' Ironhide glanced at me. 'Wat your food, little one.' I sighed and shook my helmet. 'They're all going to die.'

They looked at me like I was crazy. 'I am serious.'
'Just eat your food, Mirage.' Ironhide turned away from me again. I sensed their strong emotion of irritation. I sighed softly and suddenly longed for my mommy. She would've believed me for sure. After dinner, I headed upstairs where I played on my own until I heard something outside. I looked out of the window, seeing the same mech I saw the other day, playing on the street.

He looked like he sensed I was looking at him and made optic contact. He flashed me a smile and gestured for me to come. With a slight hesitation, I walked downstairs, outside to meet the little mech. He seemed to be smaller than I was.  I stopped a yard away, studying every detail of his face and frame. 'Hi,' he said, flashing me a smile. 'Who are you?' He questioned curiously. 'Mirage...' I walked a circle around. 'Hi, I am Bluestreak.' I hummed and stopped walking. 'Right, and what do you want from me?' I asked. 'I want to play with you. I saw you the other day, in the cafe with Chromia,' he said.

'Correct. I asked her if I could come alone,' I said. 'Can't we be friends?' He asked. 'I don't have friends,' I stated. 'I can be your first one,' he stated. I hesitated. 'I don't know. I am doing dangerous stuff,' I said. 'Like what?' He asked curiously. 'Secret stuff. I can't tell you what because otherwise it's not a secret anymore.' He ohh'ed. 'Only my teddybear knows and his lip platings are sealed.'

'I have one too.'

He opened his subspace to show me. 'I wanna help you,' he stated. I crossed my arms. 'I don't know if you're worthy to be my partner in crime,' I said. 'Are we gonna do illegal stuff?' His eyes went wide from worry and fear. 'No, but if you get caught, you're a dead mech,' I said. He flinched and hugged his bear. 'But if you listen to me, you won't get caught,' I added quickly. A smile stretched onto his lips. 'So? Can I help?'

I sighed. 'First you need to prove yourself to me. What is your skill?' I asked. 'I like to talk.' I cocked my head to the side. 'I don't know if that's going to work,' I muttered. He pouted. 'Okay, how about... a cool undercover name?' I asked. 'Silverstreak,' he stated. 'Doesn't that look a little bit too much on your original name?' I questioned.
'I like it,' he stated. I sighed. 'Please, I wanna help you with dangerous and secret stuff.'

I hesitated. Am I going to trust this little mech or not? He seems a little anxious to me and he doesn't have something cool I can use. 'Please, I get bullied all my life and I just want a friend,' he said. I started to feel bad as I remembered how I got treated. 'My mommy says I am too kind to people and that's why they pick on me,' me added. 'Alright, fine... you can help me with dangerous and secret stuff, but you need to exactly as I tell you, otherwise you get into serious trouble and I know.'

Bluestreak jumped up and down. 'I promise!'
'Good, come on then.' We turned around and walked off together.