The Darkness In The Night

Something Wicked This Way Comes

Nightstar could still remember the first time she met Deadlock. They had both been involved in a mission led by Megatron himself, both of them prestigious and skilled enough for him to consider them invaluable. They had been paired up, the first time they ever had.

And the first thing Deadlock ever said to her?

"Stay back and let me handle this.", he said as they walked through a rather small tunnel, earning a death glare aimed at the back of his head from her.

"Excuse you, but I can handle myself.", she said, her wings flaring ever so slightly, as they had to be pressed tightly against her back to enable her to fit inside the tunnel.

Deadlock merely rolled his optics, and kept going.

A few hours and one saving of his life later, he watched her get into the ship to leave, meeting his optics, and nodding.

The next time they met, was during a rather heated battle, both of them finding themselves pressed up against the other's back, surrounded by Autobots.

Both walked away unscathed.

The time after that, and Nightstar was being stationed with Turmoil, as she had either killed, left behind, or refused every bot that had been assigned as her partner.

Until the only option was a bot as skilled as she was, and just as ruthless.

Deadlock.

After that, they stuck together, a formidable force both on and off the battlefield. Nightstar provided backup on the battlefield, and Deadlock provided protection off of it. They were soon rarely seen without the other near by.

Until Nightstar was sent off on a solo mission, and returned to the news that Deadlock was gone, that he had mutinied.

That he was a traitor.

It hurt, and it hit hard. She tried to continue on with Turmoil, but she finally couldn't take the harassment and lack of skill that his bots had.

So she left.

And so begins our story, many years after.

((Sorry, exposition is exposition-y.))