Escaping Reality

Chapter Eleven: A Quick Check-up

This was a mess, to say the least. A mess that everyone was doing their best to deal with, but a mess nonetheless. And honestly, it made Nightblade rather anxious. For the most part, everyone had been transformed into their Transformers Prime characters, with the exception of Starjinx and Titaniumwrench. The reasoning of course was because of Katrina, who had begun taking up Ratchet's time as he continued to examine her final form: A cyberwolf.

         "Organic and cybernetic material, all merged together... How is this possible?" mused the medic as he continued to perform numerous scans on the white wolf.

         Katrina, of course, had the answer. "It's a long story, actually! But I can't tell you out loud- It'll spoil the story for the others," said the being with a childlike grin, the cyberwolf leaning in and quietly whispering the answer to the grumpy bot.

         Seeing as Nightblade couldn't exactly hear what the other femme was saying, he'd turned back towards his sister, who was sitting on the medical berth right next to him whilst lightly swinging her blue peds.

         "Hey- Star?" The boy never was one to talk all that much; he left that up to his sister since she was always better with words. But it was just the two of him in this conversation, and as much as he was internally fanboying over all of this, he was still fearful of what could potentially come.

         "What's up, Night?" Starblade asked, blinking a bit as she looked towards her brother. However, all she got in response was him tapping his metal chassis, only to raise an optic-ridge at the femme. "Oh! Yeah, obviously, but you have something on your mind. I know that look, plus why else would you have gotten my attention?"

         All Nightblade could do was let out a quiet chuckle before nodding, his optics drifting downwards for a second as he tried to put his question into words. "...How do you think all of this will turn out? This all seems like something from some cliche fanfiction, but this isn't exactly fiction, you know?" the bot murmured, hoping he got his point across.

         "Oh yeah- I understand one-hundred percent, and honestly, I really don't know. The best we can assume is that we'll regroup and get back together and back to our universe, but right now, it's kind of too early to tell-"

         "A Decepticon?!" And no sooner was their conversation interrupted by Ratchet, who was gawking at a recently transformed Starjinx. Of course, to no one's surprise, Starjinx was trying extremely hard not to laugh. In fact, Katrina was snickering a little bit herself, especially at what the red-eyed con said next.

         "What can I say? I like the dark side-!" And within seconds, Starjinx had begun laughing, only to have Katrina join in with her seconds later.

         Obviously, Ratchet was unamused. In fact, the other Autobots were concerned, and Arcee even looked prepared to pin down the potential Decepticon spy if she was given any reason to. Unfortunately, Starjinx didn't seem to be aware of that until she looked towards Ratchet to see his reaction, and while it was still humorous to her, the expressions of the other Autobots drove the point home. "...Yikes-"

         "Um-" Seeing as no one had intervened just yet, Nightblade had decided to step up, hoping that maybe he could string together a good enough explanation to get Starjinx out of such an awkward situation for the time being. "That's kind of her main character... She... She's not bad- She just made a Decepticon for a main character..." the bot wheezed, only to look towards Starblade for help.

         "Yeah, Nightblade's right. Starjinx's character's a Decepticon, yes, but the Starjinx we all know and are talking to isn't. I hope that makes sense, but I promise Jinx isn't a con- You won't have to lock her up or anything," said the light blue bot as she tried to back up her brother. Thankfully, the Decepticon of the group was more than willing to add her two cents once she got a better hold of herself.