𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒 , transformers

09. Mirage's Sacrifice..

┆彡 location ;
PERU, 1994
━ mirage's sacrifice!

Away from the actual fight currently going on between the Autobots, Maximals, and Terrorcons, the three humans and Mirage had arrived where the vent that lead to the tunnels was. Which was located on a somewhat steep hill, and near some rocky bits of the hill.

"At least the foot soldiers took the bait." Noah speaks up after they had gotten near it, and holds out a hand for his sister to take, helping her up to where he was with Elena.

"Yeah, but Scourge didn't." (Y/N) answered with a slump, and squinted her eyes to see where he was on the massive platform with the machine blasting up, "He's guarding the key."

Mirage used his servo to tug on the metal grate over the tunnel entrance, and groans when it suddenly breaks off fast, "All right. This should lead to the bottom of the transwarp control panel." He tells them, as he throws the metal away somewhere behind, "Get the key, get the hell out of here."

(Y/N)'s eyebrows slanted upwards, and turned back around to face her charge, as the other two were glancing inside the hole, "Wait, wait, what are you gonna do?"

"I'm gonna do distract Scourge." He casually responded to his spark, and didn't shift his helm towards her until the last word, not wanting her to worry about him.

She frantically shook her head at this, not liking where this was leading, and rushes up to just underneath him where his pedals were, "No, no! You can't take on Scourge alone, Mirage."

"Relax, baby." He assured swiftly with a confident smirk lining his dermas, and motioned to himself in a swagger way, while throwing a wink at her, "I'm Mirage, remember?"

She face scrunched up at this conflicted, a bad feeling stirring in her stomach as she glanced to the side, and avoided his blue optics on her. He sighed knowingly at her reaction, and gently swooped his servo down to pick her up, bringing her level to his helm.

Her shoed feet were standing in his metal palm, as she balanced carefully up on it, and walked forward a few steps to his awaiting gaze, "Promise me," She began with a harsh swallow, and placed her hands on either side of his helm, "promise me you'll be careful, Mirage."

His dermas lifted up into a fond grin, and nuzzled his metal cheek into her warmer palm, all while staring intently into her eyes with a hooded gaze, "For you, anything." He confessed breathily, spark fluttering at her thumbs rubbing over the lines near his dermas, "I promise I'll be careful."

"I'm not joking around, Mirage." Her tone was serious as emotional tears build up in her eyes, trying to blink them away, and grazed her thumbs cover the space between his dermas, and chin, "There's been to much loss recently, and we can't-" Her voice gets choked up with a small whimper, and bows her head a little, "I can't loose you."