TRANSFORMERS: Bumblebee's Boy

DANGERS AND ALONE TIME

A/N: So this has undergone a name change! Rather than calling it "A Different Path" I have changed it to "Bumblebee's Boy", because the name came to me and I liked it better. So yeah, same fic as A Different Path, just a new name! :D

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CHAPTER 18

Dangers and Alone Time

Bumblebee tore down the roads of Detroit at full-speed. He knew it was probably dangerous, and Optimus would no doubt scold him for it later. But none-the-less, he was ready for this battle, he was ready to rip Barricade apart piece-by-piece. Of course, Bumblebee was never a violent mech, but the mere thought of what Barricade had done clouded the usually soft natured side of the scout. :Bumblebee, slow down!: He heard Ironhide shout over the com link. :You're going to cause an accident at this rate!:

:Not happening,: Bumblebee practically growled over the com link. :We're talking about the fragger who scarred my kid for life, 'Hide. I don't want him getting away this time," His voice was tight as he turned a corner and down a street where several humans were rushing past him. :Don't worry, I have it covered!:

He cut off communication at that moment, turning as a blast headed straight for a woman. At once, Bumblebee transformed, flipping a car up and deflecting the blast, saving the human. Of course, rather than being grateful, the woman simply backed up and ran, dropping various shopping items as he did. Bumblebee didn't care though, he simply aimed his cannon over the burning car, firing off multiple shots at the vehicon drone that had fired off at the woman, the fourth of which took its head off.

His battle mask shooting down over his face, Bumblebee stared around for any sign of Barricade. Though he could see several drones, at least for the moment, the mech in question was nowhere to be found. "Looking for someone?" Bumblebee spun around, aiming his cannon at Barricade as he approached. "Oh now, why so hostil-?"

Bumblebee didn't demand how he got behind him, nor did he answer his half-question. Instead, he slammed his fist so hard against Barricade's still recovering torso that he could hear the Decepticon's shriek of pain. He quickly grabbed hold of Barricade's scruff bar, holding him tightly. "I should kill you, right now," Bumblebee snapped. "Why the Ridley's, huh!? Why did you have to kill those good people, those INNOCENT people."

"Who?" Barricade questioned, then realization hit him. "You mean the brat's mother? Heh, why not?" He questioned with a wide, disturbing grin. "I hadn't made any fleshlings beg for death yet. And believe me, hers were oh so savory to listen to."

The kick to his throat sent Barricade flying a few feet, groaning in pain. But Bumblebee only followed suit, as several blasts hit him from the rear. The scout groaned as he turned, several vehicons had now focused their fire on him. He quickly fired off multiple shots, his blasts hitting two of them, and toppling them before Barricade rushed behind him, and dug his claws deep into Bumblebee's shoulder plates. "How is the kid doing by the way?" Barricade sneered, leaning into Bumblebee's audio receptor. "If he's miserable, then I could pay him a visit later. It'd be fun to torture him, being the sparklings scream the loudest." Bumblebee flared in anger. "I could flay him alive and bring his skin to Starscream as a trophy-."

Bumblebee shot a blast which nearly took off the entire side of Barricade's face for that one. He was going to kill him, so Primus help him, he was going to make sure Barricade never got the chance to even think that way again. "I swear to Primus himself," Bumblebee began, his voice strained. "If you even lay a hand on him," He looked him in the optics. "I will rip your spine out."

"Ohhhh testy," Barricade snorted. "How unlike you, little scout. You've never liked offlining anyone," He taunted, leaning in close. "That makes the idea of slaughtering him more fun."