Transformers Prime - Broken Misery

Allies, Enemies

Vapor: “What?!”

She. Could not. Be serious. I was freaking out inside right now. What was wrong with her?!

WheelJack: “She’s right.”

Vapor: “No – you’re kidding right?!”

He had to be kidding. This had to be some kind of sick, twisted joke! She had a death wish?!

Blade: “WheelJack needs to wound me. Not fatally, of course, but it needs to look like it. It will confirm my innocence. The cameras have already been taken care of.”

Vapor: “But-!”

Okay, it made more sense but I couldn't justify hurting her after all she'd done. However, I didn't have a say, apparently. Before I even saw WheelJack draw his katanas, he'd already stuck one through her stomach and one through her shoulder. I stared wide-optic'd, as energon began seeping out of the wounds where sword met armor plating. Blade gasped in pain at the impact.

Blade: “Go. . .now . . .”

She began hyperventilating and he pulled out the katanas. I couldn't do anything but stare.

Vapor: “No . . .NO!”

This couldn't be happening! It couldn't!

WheelJack: “Time to go.”

I didn't want to leave, but WheelJack picked me up and threw me over his shoulder; I was too stunned to fight. He looked down at where Blade stood. But not for long. She collapsed to the ground stiffly as the energon leaked from her body profusely. She coughed and energon fell out of her mouth.

Vapor: “Jewel!”

I couldn't leave her, I just couldn't!

Blade: “Now!”

She coughed again, and WheelJack nodded, running down the halls before I could react. I hit WheelJack's shoulders half-heartedly wanting to go back and wanting to escape all at once.

Vehicon drones came running down the halla nd WheelJack drew a single katana (his other hand was busy holding me in place by the waist) and he cut them all down as he ran past. In a matter of minutes and several dead bodies, he'd made it all the way out of the Nemesis and to the JackHammer, where it was temporarily docked on the outside of Nemesis.

WheelJack tossed me into the passenger side and closed the door; and I sat there, stunned.

He ran to the opposite side and climbed into the driver's seat.

WheelJack: “She’ll be fine, Vapor.”

I guess he'd made an attempt at reading my hard drive (and he kind of did it well) before he started up the ship and took off, leaving the Nemesis a memory in the rearview mirror.

Vapor: “What makes you so sure?”

I was numb and worried. She was left to bleed out on Nemesis and no doubt she would have to talk to my father about what had happened and . . . oh AllSpark what had just happened?

WheelJack: “I’m a professional. Clean cuts away from any major arteries or veins. It would take some time for her to bleed out, and the cameras will be on again in a minutes. They’ll find her, patch her up and she’ll be 100% again in no time.”

One other thing:

Vapor: “So. . . you guys really did all this for me?”

I had to know. This was the kindest thing anyone had ever done for me so I was kind of . . . suspicious.