Hunting

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An Earth day later...

Vortex sat in a ball under a tree, arms securely wrapped around her legs, helm resting against her knees. Energon spilled down her faceplates, and she sobbed softly. After her interactions with Megatron, she had left instantly and it had now been 12 Earth hours since she left. Warnings flashed on her HUD that she required energon, but she pushed them away. It wasn't critical, so she was fine. She shivered from the cold breeze.

"If you stay out here any longer, you'll freeze your circuits," a familiar voice said from beside her.

Jumping up, she transformed her hand into a gun, pointing it at Breakdown, growling, "It has to be better than staying in the Nemisis." She deactivated her gun, sitting back down and staring at nothing.

Breakdown sat next to her, saying, "Yeah, have to agree. You all right after...?"

"I'll be fine," Vortex said with a wave, "Knockout fixed me up."

"You know what I mean."

She sighed. "No. You would think I'd be fine with it, since it has happened so many times. Megatron wants an heir, and wants a pretty femme to do the job. Arachnid and I are the only femme's aboard the ship; it's obvious to which one he chooses."

"Yet you're not carrying." A statement.

"That's because I refuse to bond with him. He doesn't respect the fact that I have my own mate."

"Of course he doesn't, and he never will."

"I'm surprised he didn't go after Knockout."

Breakdown snorted, "I have to agree; Knockout is the prettiest of us."

Vortex laughed. "Yes, yes he is."

It was silent for a while till Breakdown spoke, "You probably haven't heard the latest gossip on the Nemisis. Wanna hear it?"

"Of course." Vortex will admit, she did love to gossip, which was why she got along with Breakdown, Knockout and Starscream.

"Screamer was hooked up and being repaired by Knockout while Megatron had been gloating him, and then Screamer left. He came back missing an arm." Breakdown stated.

Vortex groaned in dismay. "I'm only gone for what, 12 Earth hours and look what I miss! Come on, we better head back; time to make fun of Screamer."

Breakdown stood up, saying, "Have fun. I'm gonna be out scouting."

~Öo.oÖ~

"You alright, Star?" Vortex asked. Starscream was currently being fixed by Knockout.

"I'm fine," the Seeker snarled, glaring at her. "Go away."

She rolled her optics. "I know you don't mean it, Screamer. Hey, have ya seen Deadlock anywhere?"

"He's probably out scouting with Breakdown," Knockout answered.

She cursed silently. Of course Breakdown wouldn't tell her that, since she would have followed them. "OK. I'm gonna go and scout around the West."

Before they could answer, she turned and left, walking down the hallway.

Of course, she had to run into Soundwave, which she told him, "Scouting the west."

"You don't want Megatron getting suspicious, do you?" Deadlock's voice said.

"I haven't done anything suspicious," Vortex defended herself. "I am purely looking for energon trails. Is there something wrong with that?"

"Keep a close optic on Vortex." Megatron's voice this time.

Vortex rolled her optics. "Look, you can come with me if you want, how about that?"

~Öo.oÖ~

Two femme's stood side-by-side, watching the two bots that were scouting.

"Can we kill her?" The white and red femme asked impatiently, purple optics narrowed in annoyance and wrath.

"No, not yet," the other femme, who was dark red and black, said darkly, her dark purple optics also narrowed. "Soon, though."

"When will soon be?" The white femme whined in a high pitched voice, stamping her pede childishly. "We have a chance to offline both her and that stupid communications officer, and we're not taking it? If we offline them, we'll have the advantage!"

"But if we let them live and wait till they lead us to the decepticon base, then our advantage is even better," the other femme spoke quietly, her low voice a growl.

"I hope you are right," the white femme muttered, crossing her arms.

"Of course I am. Now, be a good little femme and follow them," ordered the red one.

The other femme sighed, "Yes, master."

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