Jazz drove on an abandoned road leading to the mountains in the west. The air was cold and crisp as it hit his exterior, making him shiver lightly. As the night grew on, he sped down the road, the stars and moon were his only natural light. Of course... he was used to that. He was used to no light, but the view on earth, seemed a little more special to him.
As he drove, Jazz saw a car off onto the side of the road. It's entire front, was crushed and destroyed to the point of no return. 'Should ah stop?'
He drew nearer... slowing his speed until the thoughts of the mission flashed in his processor. 'Ah'm sure tha police and stuffs on their way.'
Jazz pressed on the gas as he headed to the Decepticon base, unaware of the human trapped inside the vehicle. (Good job Jazz.)
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Jazz transformed, running through the forest with the utmost silence. He was sure to avoid stepping on any fallen trees or logs; and he carefully pushed aside the branches.
Keeping his visor on the dimmest setting, he hid himself between two large trees, scanning the area ahead of him.
'Where are tha cons at?'
The base was half covered by the mountain, trees and shrubs hiding it away like it was the earth.
He unsubspaced a blaster, slowly creeping out of his hiding spot and stalked over to the bases edge, towards the far wall shrouded by the darkness.
His visor was the most important equipment he had on him. It allowed him to see, it offered light, maps and information. It also offered games to keep him occupied during his meetings and it only enhanced his good looks.
Using a special feature Dino and Wheeljack added, Jazz was able to pin point a weakness in the walls exterior. Smiling, the mech took out a sodering knife and carved away at the metal, creating an opening for him to slip inside.
Instantly, Jazz was on high alert, he was in enemy territory. Slowly, he crept out of the inner wall and into one of the hallways.
Optimus said that they were siding with humans, and that meant the humans could be held as hostages.
Jazz knew what that was like. Being bounded and interrogated. (;3) Sometimes he could get around his punishments by his charisma and lovable personality. All it took was some flirtatious jokes and a tilt of the helm.
However, sometimes, his efforts were in vain. He remembered when they almost drowned his systems, shot thousands of holes in his wings, even forcing him in positions that made his pride crumble.
Sighing, Jazz crept down the hall, listening for any Decepticons or humans.
"I'm just saying. How do we know these germs will keep their side of the deal?" A Decepticons voice sounded.
Jazz looked around, he needed to hide, and quickly.
"I heard that Lord Megatron is going to kill them before he can be double crossed." The mechs laughed as they continued down the hall, past Jazz.
'Ah knew it. Megs got sum humans he's holdin hostage.'
Jumping down from the ceiling, the Autobot went to the lower levels, where he knew that the humans would be held hostage. For Jazz, it was easy to connect to the computers main frame simply through the Internet earth provided; Soundwave's fire walls were easy to by pass and now he had his servos on the entire layout of the base on his visor.
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Prowl was back at base, practically on edge, pacing back and forth with high wings.
"Prowl, I believe it best for you to sit down before you run into something." Optimus Prime said from his desk.
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Love like Music (Jazz x Prowl)
Fanfiction[Based on RP's I've had] Jazz has loved Prowl for Primus knows how long. Starting when he first laid optics on him in Praxis. To Jazz, everything was like music. Flowing with life and melodies. Even when the music turned dark and aggressive. Jazz lo...