~Chapter 17~
It's been a few days since Starscream had brought Megatron back to the Warship. Trigona goes to sick bay to see him almost 3 times in a day. No one on the Warship knows what she does while she's in there. But she comes out looking more distraught than before. Her eyes have gotten duller and she has also gotten more aggressive.
This has surprised a lot of the Decepticons, including her own mini con who has begun to stay near Skyquake more than his owner. Skyquake doesn't mind and takes care of her mini con while Trigona leads the Decepticons.
She was currently in the bridge of the ship looking out the windows. Starscream was standing behind her, wondering what she wanted him to do, before he could ask, the bridge doors opened. She looked over her shoulder and saw Soundwave walking in.
"Soundwave. What do you have to report?" She turned to fully face him. He turned on his screen that was a recording. "Wheeljack?! What are you doing all the way out here?" "Bulkhead? That's you? What's with all the security?" "The rock we're on is crawling with cons."
Soundwave began looking for any Autobot's that had that voice, he then found the Autobot. 'Wheeljack'. She glared at the screen.
"Wheeljack the War Hero. What a surprise." She began thinking about what to do, when she couldn't think of one she looked at Starscream. "What should we do, Starscream? I want to know your thinking." Starscream looked at her slightly shocked but then smirked. He looked past Soundwave. "Makeshift!"
All three Decepticons turned and saw a dark Decepticon walk into the bridge. Soundwave looked at Starscream then to Trigona, who was smirking evilly. "Yes. This plan will do. Go ahead Soundwave. Change him." Soundwave turned back to Makeshift and sent out his tendrils (longer appendages. I don't know what their called) and hooked them to Makeshift and all three of them watched as he began to change form.
"Come Makeshift, step into the light." Trigona ordered as she watched the changing Decepticon walk into the light, holding the form of Wheeljack, "Very nice. Be ready to switch Makeshift." Makeshift nodded to his leader.
After a few hours, Wheeljack's ship was finally in Earth's orbit. Trigona had sent out some seekers to shoot him down and bring him aboard the Nemesis so Makeshift could take his place. Trigona was watching the battle on a screen. She turned to Soundwave and Makeshift. "Move, quickly, before the Autobot's arrive." Makeshift and Soundwave nodded. Soundwave opened a ground bridge, a few more vehicon troopers ran through, along with Makeshift. The vehicon's captured Wheeljack after Makeshift was able to knock him down. They brought him aboard and left Makeshift so he could greet the Autobot's.
The vehicon's that left with Makeshift, returned through the ground bridge with a knockout Wheeljack being dragged in. Trigona kneeled down and lifted his head up with her finger. She saw how he was still out. She stood up and looked to Starscream. "Take him to the brig and make him fell, welcome. I shall speak with him once he's awake." Starscream nodded and began leading the vehicon's to the brig.
She faced the window's of the warship again, Soundwave still behind her. For some reason, he hasn't left yet. Trigona could feel him staring at her. "What do you require Soundwave?" She heard him step forward, then used a recording of a vehicon's voice. "Rest." She turned toward him with a slight glare and saw him pointing out of the bridge.
"I do not need rest Soundwave." He kept pointing toward the bridge doors. "Rest." She continued to glare at him, but this time a little harder. "Do I need to repeat myself Soundwave?" When she asked that, he barely flinched and slowly descended his arm. Trigona seemed pleased that he followed her orders. "Good, now wait here in the bridge for Makeshift to contact us. And I know you supplied him coordinates to use to find us, correct?" Soundwave nodded in confirmation. She nodded back. "Very good. For right now, I shall see to our 'Guest'."

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