~A Little Bit of Bad with A Little Bit of Good.~

Chapter 4

(2nd pov)

You snickered as you dodged another attack. You had been fighting against the whole team of Autobots and not one has laid a hit on you. You leaned back as a wrecking ball was sent flying your way. You wrapped the cord around your servo. Widening your stance a little you whipped the green mech towards the sleek black and gold one. The duo smashed over into the next room with a loud crash. The fleshy was still frantically pounding on the glass trying to escape.

"And your the bots who found the Allspark. Huh, would have thought there'd be a little bit more of a fighting force behind it." You grinned as you strolled over to the assembly line rubbing your digits over the arm swiping the dust, "This has to be a joke." You said dully rubbing the dust between your digits, "I mean really how does a Maintenance Crew even find the Allspark and then their the ones to protect it." You chuckled and took a step back letting the small yellow mech speed passed you, "A bit my first choice to protect the most powerful object in all the universe." You caught the ninja star thrown at you and twirled it in your digits

"I mean your quite the group of misfits is I do say so myself. You've got it all, the lone cyberwolf," you ducked as a large crate was thrown at you, "The large guy whom breaks everything," you saw movement from the corner of your optic and threw the ninja star and sent it ricocheting off the wall and passed you into the corner, "An old crank shaft," you followed the magnetically held into the air, "Whom thinks I don't know how to dodge that," you snatched the yellow mech speeding at you by the back of his neck cables and lifted him up off the ground, "The youngster who just wants to be appreciated," you threw him with a soft grunt across the room

"And ooo, your character is hard to judge." You said turning to the red and blue Prime, "Because you are a Prime, but you're not a part of the elite guard. " He slashed at you with his ax which you simply stepped away from, "You're the leader of a Maintenance Crew. I would normally just call you a wanna be leader, but you have so many more layers." You chuckled as you ran your servo up his arm you kicked out his legs  

He fell to the floor with a pained grunt. He reached for his ax, but you were quick to jam your heel into the back of his servo. He growled in pain as you stepped around his over servo when he tried to stoke at you. Your servo lifted the ax. It was hefty and the handle felt smooth and well used in the palm of your servo. You stepped towards him again ax slung over your shoulders. You crouched and gripped the mechs face between two of your digits. You stared down at him a flustered feeling in your chassis.

'Frag he's almost too cute.' You thought to yourself chewing the inside of your cheek slightly. Shaking your helm clearing it of the thoughts. You studied his face for a brief moment then grinned.

"Oh I know, you're the academy flunky! A cute one at that." You chuckled as he's angered blush

"What do you want!?" He growled trying to wrench his face from your grip

"You." You shot him wink, "But I apologize I've got to jet."

You jumped up and transformed the fleshy screaming as she was jolted into the seat the straps securing themselves onto her small body. You blasted through the hole in the ceiling out into the open air. You felt a weight on one of your wings and chuckled at seeing the grappling wire clipped on the end of the your wing.

"Looks like we have a stow away." You chuckled, "Let's give him the ride of his life."

The fleshy was shaking her organic helm over and over and gripped the edges of your seat in her soft servos. As you took a sharp turn upwards.

"You should be happy I even put the securing straps on our pitiful body." You growled as you began to spin the Prime was not fairing well nor was the organic, "Force the insides of your stomach out around my cock-pit I will drop you off, at 10,00 feet above the ground."

She swallowed shakily but nodded gripping onto the leather of your seat. You dove straight down the Prime whipping out behind you his limbs flaring.

"What's a matter big boy? Never been in the air before? This is where I thrive!" You called out to the mech who was looking nauseous you saw a group of odd vehicles trying to follow you, "Ya know your team really stick out like a sore thumb." You made a sharp turn the Prime smashing into the organic buildings around

You aimed your weapons not at the Autobots, but at the the fleshy bridges and buildings. Firing you pulled up the Prime getting an intake full of asphalt as he was smashed into the ground then jerked upward with you. You grinned at the feeling of wind around your body and wings. This was where you belong, in the air. You fired at random places in the city as you started to fly out of this place the Prime on your tailpipe, literally.