The Victim and the Transformer [TFP FF]

10 - At Ease, Soldier

At Ease, Soldier ~ Chapter Ten

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When Ratchet said that, I could hear everybody gasp and grunt in anger like Ironhide. I could also feel my dragon instincts rushing through my veins and into my brain giving the idea.

"What does he need, Ratchet?" I asked seriously making my teeth more visible. "He doesn't need to talk me but I think he wants to talk with you in private for the trade." He replied before typing a few keys on the computer and the face of the Warlord appeared.

"What is it, Autobot?" He snarled before landing his optics on me rubbing the side of my head. His optics softened the sight of me and cock me a metal eyebrow.

"Can you guys leave now?" I asked demandingly.

Once everyone is gone and out of earshot, Megatron lift up his servo and showed me a sparkling about his age and looks like Starscream.

"Oh my gosh.. Who is that?" I asked blushing deep red.

"Oh this? This is my third in command and a hunter, Lockdown." He replied making me laugh.

"What happened to him?"

"He was offlined in many stellar cycles before the war broke out."

I was angered by this and my blood was boiling from the inside but I keep a calm expression.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Megatron." I said before my dragon ears picked up a slight sound coming from outside. "IF YOU GUYS KEEP EAVESDROPPING, I'LL MAKE SURE YOU WON'T MAKE ANY BABIES TO THIS DAY!!!!!"

The sound stopped before shuffling of feet were echoing down the hall and I turned my attention back to the screen.

Megatron looked at me wide optics as I felt someone's presense beside which I turned to see DarkScale's ghostly figure took place beside me and gave me one of his toothy grins.

I grin at him sheepishly back and scratched the back of my head. He explained about the details and location where we are going to meet and trade our items all long.

Then, he signed off before I facedpalm. Finally, the door flew open to see all bots, including the soldiers, rushed inside to see me in the middle of my facepalming.

Sam and the other soldiers look at me before taking a giant step back. I pointed my clawed finger at them before I unfold my wings, ready to take flight and tail swishing sideways patiently. "I'll give you a momentery/ten seconds to run before I'll tear your head off." I growled lowly as they ran off in different directions and the bots laughed their heads, scratch that, their helms off.

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I was currently hanging out with my guardian and he was at the medical room taking the upcoming appointments from Ratchet. "I won't be sure if I want to live my life like an average teenager surrounded by mechs and soldiers." I said earning a low chuckle from Jazz, who was currently in the medical room because his right pede was torn off during the mission earlier morning and good thing he back alive.

"Ain't that fun? You would expect that Prime's gonna require femmes in the Team?" Jazz asked in his usual gangsta accent, who was nearly frowning. I chuckled at him and look up to see Prowl smiled down at me.

Ratchet came back to the room holding a datapad in servo and explained the next few earth weeks of recovering from the harsh attack came last few weeks ago. "Prowl. You have been recovering nearly three weeks and your body has responded from any medication you've taken. I suggest that you need a full rest from the next few weeks before coming back here for the next appointment coming the next two weeks and you should take it easy." He demanded as the said police officer nodded and strollef out of the room with me behind floating in mid-air. Ratchet stopped me through blocking my way. "One more thing, Optimus wants to talk to you in private. Meet him at the Autobot Hanger in less than two hours." He added which I nodded and left.