TFP: Alone

Chapter 37: Red and Yellow Paint

Legacy's P.O.V.

I paced around the lounge, waiting for Dad to get home. I saw what was going on on the reports and I feared for my Dad's well being. Then, news came that they had taken the supply center and barracks too. How many Cons were there? Now I had to worry about if my Dad and the twins were okay.

I was getting ready to go find out for myself when Dad walked though the door. He was covered in dried energon and his optics were tired. He door wings were slumped and his eyes met mine.

"Daddy!" I run and hug him despite the blood on him. He grunted and hugged me back. He was only doing it one handed and I looked to see him holding his rifle. He never brings it home.

"I was worried that I'd run into Cons on the way home." He breathed. I let him go and he closed the door, shutting it tight.

"I'm gonna wash this gunk off." He sighed, going down the hall, propping the rifle up against the wall before disappearing into the washroom.

I need to know if the twins were okay.

I head down the hall and into my room, grabbing my datapad and pack. Then, I went into Dad's room. I knew he kept a hand held blaster under his berth in a locked case. He told me the combo in case of a break in when he was at work. 2-17-12. My birthday.

I made quick work of the lock and I dug my key card for the door out of my bag, stuffing the pistol in there. I also grab a couple of cubes from the galley, knowing that the twins would probably need them. I stood in the doorway looking back at the washroom door before I gathered the nerve to leave. I took a deep, rattling breath ,with my semi-functioning lungs, and I walked out that door, locking it tight.

I walked though the streets of Kaon on edge and alert for anything. It was dark and way too quiet. There was usually some night life that I could hear from the Enforcer tenements, but tonight there was no noise. A thick cloud of dust hung in the air, making it hard for me to breathe, not that I had to, but it was an old habit.

I see flood lights ahead of me and I move toward them, knowing that it was the barracks. I see that it's guarded and that the whole front of the building was blown off. There were reporters there and I nervously avoid any unwanted attention.

I go around and I find that there are still more guards in the back. I look and see a tall femme, older than me, but not by much. She had tired optics and a slumped form, but she was alert. I hope the twins were okay.

I cautiously walk up and she points her blaster at me and I raise my hands in surrender.

"Freeze! State your buisness here!" She demands.

"I'm here to see if my friends are okay. I came from Enforcer tenements." I say.

"Who are your friends?" She asks.

"Their names are Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. I just need to see that they are alright. Please let me in." I beg.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I cannot let you in." She says.

"Please. I'm begging you... These are my two best friends. I just need to know that they're okay and then I'll go." I say desperately, tears coming to my optics. She looked to be having an internal conflict.

"Fine, but I have to search you." She says. I go stiff, the blaster was in my bag.

"I am carrying a weapon. I didn't want to travel without it. I'll leave it with you until I leave. Or if I'm staying to long then you can just take it." I say truthfully.

"You know it is illegal for a minor to carry a weapon." She said. I nod.

"I didn't want to leave home with no protection." I say. She nods and moves toward me. I hand her my bag and she pulls out the blaster.

"What are you doing with the cubes?" She asks, looking at the glowing blue energon.

"They're for my friends, if they're in there." I say. She looks at me and them hands me my bag back.

"You have a joor before my shift ends. I will not wait for you." She said sternly.

"Thank you." I say, passing her and going through the door.

Once I'm through, the noise is almost deafening. There are Bots crying for their lost loved ones and others screaming as a medic tended to their wounds. I moved through the halls, stepping over bodies. Their black optics made my spark sink and I prayed to God and Primus that Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were okay. I see a mech standing to the side, leaning against the wall with a glum face.

"Do you know where Sunstreaker and Sideswipe are?" I ask. He shakes his head.

"The last time I saw them, they were fighin' Cons." He answered. I nodded my thanks and I continue on. They were fighting? Of course they'd fight. They were brave and stood up for what they believed in. I need to know if they made it out alive.

I knew that it was past a joor and that I wasn't seeing that blaster again. I searched high and low for the twins and now I assumed the worst. But something in my spark told me to keep searching. The only place I hadn't checked was the roof and I doubted that they'd be there. But, I had to check.

I found a ladder in the maintence hall and nostalgia seeped though me being, reminded of my days at the Iacon Learning Center, climbing the ladder to meet the twins on the roof. That was Rack and Ruin. This is Sunstreaker and Sideswipe.

I reached the top of the ladder and I opened the hatch and I peaked my head up, expecting to see the red and yellow paint, but I was dissapointed yet again and I slide down the ladder all the way back to ground level.

I don't know where they are and I feel tears come to my optics. My twins were gone.... When did they even become my twins? Not that it mattered. They were dead. I see a body next to me, energon pooled around the mech, his neck cables sticking far away from his chassis. That might as well be them... I move to go outside and back home to grieve for yet another. Not just one, but two. How can I live though this?

"Legacy?" I hear a familiar voice. I figured this was my subconcious playing a cruel trick on me, but I look up nonetheless. I see yellow and red paint.