The Girl With Wings

Chapter 8 ✔️

Last Edited: May 31, 2019

Megatron

"Soundwave. I want you searching for the human femme. Check all security cameras on this wretched planet if you must! Get that girl back!" I snapped.

Soundwave merely nodded his helm before walking away, Lazerbeak already on his right arm.

Starscream, my lousy second-in-command, spoke then, "My liege, why do we bother with such a pest?" He sneered with a frown.

I glared at him. What a lousy piece of scrap. It made me sick just looking at him. But the weak was easier to control.

"That human could be the turning point of this war with the help of Shockwave. Don't question my orders again." Starscream cowered and nodded his helm.

I tapped my digits against the arm of my throne. How hard could it be to capture a human insect? She was weak, but soon, she will be strong.

Shockwave would make sure of that.

Miko

Hope was fitting in perfectly! I could scream! She was now my best friend forever! After introductions, Hope had tucked in her wings (yes, I said her wings) and shyly thanked the Autobots for all the help.

"No thanks needed!" Bulkhead smiled as he placed me on his shoulder. I grinned down at Hope.

"Besides! It was Wheeljack who did the rescuing!" I said. Optimus nodded, though the look of disapproval towards Wheeljack and his actions still lingered.

Oh well, who cares what that ol' boy thinks? I thought it was awesome!

"So who's going to be Hope's guardian?" I asked, looking at Optimus.

"I am too busy to keep track of Hope. So..." Everyone looked towards Wheeljack, who raised his hands slowly in defense and took a step back.

"Hey, I'm not around too often! I can't watch the kid! No offense," He added the last part turning to Hope. She opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by Ratchet.

"I cannot watch the sparkling!" He argued.

"Come on, doc-"

"Don't call me that!" Ratchet growled. I smiled.

"Girls, girls, your both pretty!" I shouted. Both Autobots looked at me like I was an alien. Well... a different alien than themselves. "It means," I racked my brain, trying to think of a way to explain, "you know what? Never mind."

Hope cleared her throat, setting everyone's attention on her.

Hope

"I don't have to have any guardian," I said shyly, looking down at my feet. "I-I have to get home... I'd rather not make you all angry at each other."

The red and blue Autobot, I know knew as Optimus Prime, leader of this small group of robots, smiled warmly.

"It is for your own safety. I wish to know why the deceptions wanted you in the first place. Would you mind explaining?" He asked politely.