Megatron's POV
I heard the door open and close behind me and small, but heavy footsteps made their way toward me. Optimus's optics went straight behind me and I saw Ratchet lurch forward, attempting to remove the shackles around his wrists. The footsteps paused and suddenly I saw Airachnid rush toward Ratchet, giving her most dramatic fearful face she could muster.
"Ratchet! What's going on? They've taken me hostage!" Ratchet's blue optics filled with hope and his lips parted for him to speak but Airachnid began to chuckle deeply.
"It's adorable how you react to her. You can see her face but not her mind, such a shame." The femme let out an evil smirk, casting her gaze away from the emotionally ruined medic, turning her attention now to Arcee.
"How is everything, Arcee? Oh, goodness. I should watch my manners." With those words Airachnid stretched Summer's hand out towards Arcee, a horrific smile coming to her lips.
"My name is Airachnid, I'm sure you've met me. I think we had a thing a while back. . . Don't you remember?" As Airachnid talked you could see clearly that Arcee was seething with absolute rage, she'd be foaming at the mouth if that was a thing that machines like her did.
"If I wasn't restrained like I am now, then you and I could get to know each other a little better." Arcee spat at her nemesis. Airachnid gave Arcee what seemed to be a sympathetic smile and she shrugged.
"Well, you can try. But I'll have you know that Summer is still in here and whatever damage you do to this body, she can feel. So, if you hurt me, you hurt her. I'm pretty sure Ratchet would sooner kill you himself then let me get hurt. Am I right, Ratchet?" No one moved or said a word, Arcee and Ratchet had a stare down and the femme fell limp, defeated. Airachnid was the last in the room to speak for a long time, Megatron just stared at all of the Autobots, but little did any of the Decepticons know that two of the Autobots were missing, two of the newest recruits that Megatron didn't know about.
Meanwhile, Back at Shockwave's Laboratory
"This is ridiculous, completely illogical." Shockwave swore to himself in his native tongue, staring at the mangled ruins of the cordial psychic patch, which had been destroyed when a large shelf became unstable and fell. The patch was only being used to administer the device that kept the female Prime at bay in Airachnid's mind. Shockwave wasn't a big fan of Airachnid himself, but he was only obeying Megatron's orders. He was just about to comm Megatron about the whole ordeal when a strange noise appeared in his audio receptors. Shockwave turned around just to become face to pole with a large metal tube that collided with his helm, wielded by Ultra Magnus himself.
The blue bot quickly rushed over to Shockwave, rolling his body over to make sure that he was at least offline; he was. The other blue bot next to him let out a chuckle.
"Wow, you still got it in you, gramps." Ultra Magnus stood after those words reached his audio receptors but he didn't turn around to address Smokescreen in a scolding manner.
"Yes. What do the humans say? Hilarious." They both quickly went to work from where they were in the lab, ransacking the entire place and making it almost unrecognizable at first glance. They destroyed any and all samples of whatever substances Shockwave was cooking up and they deleted files galore, Ultra Magnus commencing in the latter. Smokescreen definitely had a good time destroying things, as he secretly wanted to be a Wrecker, it was easy for him. The thing was, they had to be absolutely or most nearly to silent as they could. If any nearby guards heard the commotion someone could easily pull the alarm; their mission was to frag a whole bunch of scrap up and wait for a message from Wheeljack, who was currently stocking up in weapons and taking a trip to the Nemesis in the Jackhammer. On the contrary, none of the Autobots that were actually captured knew that these three were coming up with a plan to get them out, but knowing that two of the bots were gone gave them a bit of a clue as to what was happening.
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Transformers Prime: Project Predacon
FanfictionI was an AutoBot, once upon a time. Until Arcee and Cliffjumper ditched me. Those fragging idiots, I don't blame them, but I don't smell that bad, do I? There was this guy, uh, Shockwave I think his name was. He was an AutoBot, I think, had the mark...