Transformer Girls: More than Meets the Robot Girl!(Rewriting chapters)

It Was Enlightening!

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Cliffjumper wasn't afraid of anything. She'd seen a lot. Been through a lot. But she could get unnerved. And hearing Blitzwing talk like that was one of those unnerving things. She heard rumors about Blitzwing, rumors on her fractured psyche. Obviously, they weren't rumors, but they weren't always clear on the type of "damaged" femme she was.

She was crazy. An absolute schizo-maniac-killer. She was definitely bat scrap crazy. That was the important thing. Not outright incompetent, but one of the more easy bots to handle in her opinion.

But now?

"I must thank you, Cliffjumper and... mech," with one hand, she tossed a pile of rubble at the pair, forcing the Autobots to jump to the sides to avoid it and splitting them up, "I rarely ever feel this way after... the incident."

Crackling. Loud crackling and they could see the purple knuckle strips on Blitzwing glow blue. She cracked her knuckles together and a field of electricity surged around them.

"Now, let's conduct a... test," Blitzwing grinned, her visor a bright yellow color and she brought her hands together in a wide arc. Pieces of metal and rebar flew at the pair, forcing them to duck into cover, "A simple damage sponge test, yes?"

"Argh!" Bumblebee grunted as he felt those pieces lodge themselves into his legs. He heard Cliffjumper grunt, but it was drowned out by the crackling and constant noise of various shrapnel hitting the walls, "Don't remember any bots capable of -"

His moment of cover was quickly ruined as a piece of rebar stabbed itself into his shoulder. Before he could even grunt, Bumblebee was pulled up by the top of his head. He expected her to throw him, slam him down, or start crying his head.

"Aaaaargh!" She started shocking him instead, sending a direct charge of electricity through his head.

"Let's start slow and see how far we can push it," Blitzwing quietly chuckled. If Bumblebee could from all the pain and the noise, he would've noticed the subtlety of her insanity in that laugh. That morbid playfulness is still there between the hate and curiosity.

"Bumblebee!" Cliffjumper didn't hesitate and used a wall to springboard herself into the air. Her glass cannon went into automatic fire and she let out a war cry.

Blitzwing was unfazed and spun around with a large piece of metal from the wall floating with her electro-kinesis. She sent it straight into Cliffjumper but it was quickly mowed down just before it could hit her. But hitting her with it wasn't the endgame.

She threw Bumblebee into the ceiling and used her now free hand to crash another large bunch of metal into Cliffjumper's side. Not only did it knock her off course, several pieces of the shrapnel embedded themselves into skin and plating. Some of it deep too.

And one of them actually pinned her to the wall, a piece stuck into her left shoulder, "Aaargh, damn it!"

Bumblebee grunted as he fell out of the dent he made into the wall and fell into Blitzwing's hands. She laughed a little more, saying, "I'm rather sorry for the lackluster show back at that Primus forsaken jungle. But it seems as though my performance is tuckering you out already."