Chapter 2: Revelation
As we open up we see that we are surrounded by hundreds of thick, dark, tall trees. As we look up we see that the canopy is far overhead and beyond we see that it is night with a slight, grey cloud cover. There is an eerie fog throughout the entire forest that hides a frightening scene.
As we are gazing around we hear the sound of someone panting. When we turn to see who is breathing so hard, we see that it is a raven haired male human.
But this is no ordinary human, it is none other than Jackson Darby.
He is running from something...
Jack's perspective.
As I'm running I think back to what just happened. The fear I saw in the eyes of the only person I have ever known, other than Optimus, to not have shown any kind of fear in any way. The way she was urging me to run. The worry in her eyes. What she thinks no one is looking, I see that she is under a great deal of stress, both physically and mentally.
"Arcee... I'm afraid of losing you too, and even if it means revealing my secret, I will protect you." I say to myself as I run.
She is always so strong, closed, isolated, and collective. But in those moments when mental, and is very hurt about a great many things. However if I look long enough, I see that she allows a small smile to cross her lovely face. And joy is in her eyes when she thinks of something that only she could possibly know. I guess that is why I try so hard to get her to loosen up and let me in. But each time I try I am avoided and the subject is changed. I look back to see if the female, spider looking, cybertronian Arachnid is still chasing me. But unfortunately for me, I see a spidery figure come over the hill.
I must keep running. If I stop for too long she will get me.
"That's the spirit, Jack. Play hard to get." Is all I hear as I run.
Arcee's perspective.
As I struggle against the webbing that holds me, I can't help but think about Jack. He's my charge, my friend, my...my what? Partner?
If he was my partner he would die on the first real mission that we go on together. He has no experience with weapons of any kind except the small swiss army knife in his pocket. And he has no protection against cybertronian weapons. If I lost Him I wouldn't be able to live anymore. It would break me harder than when my first partner, Tailgate, had been killed.
"Tailgate..."
Flashback
As I hang in a dimly lit room with the only light coming from the electrical stasis cuffs keeping me suspended in the air, I gaze at the floor as my captor, Arachnid, approaches in her bipedal form. Her black and purple armor glinting in the soft light of the cuffs. I listen as she talks in her sing-song voice...
"You know, for an Autobot, your resilience is really quite impressive. In fact, I'm guessing that no matter what I do to you you'll never crack. Am I right?"
I look deep into her glowing purple eyes with that 'That's right you pile of scrap' look.
"That's what I thought."
Then as the door opens, I see Tailgate being dragged in by two vehicons. I look on in growing concern for my partner...
"Tailgate?"
I watch as they place him in the same kind of stasis cuffs as me, and suspended from the ceiling.
"What did you do to him?!" I say as I look toward Arachnid with rising anger.
