My Taz and Up Wonders

Taz's knife

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Taz’s Knife

Taz and Up were in the heat of battle. They were pressed up back-to-back firing their zappers- set to pew- at any robot that came within a fifty foot distance of them. 

They were a good team. 

  Up wasn’t letting his joy at tearing apart these damn robots show.  Or his joy at having Taz behind him helping.  He spotted another Autobot and started firing. He managed to shoot his arm off… But at a weird angle. The metal arm went flying towards them. 

    “Taz, duck!” they did, a second before the arm flew over them. 

 “Argh!” she exclaimed staring at her now empty hands. When the robot’s arm passed them, it must of got caught on Taz’s gun and ripped it from her grasp. She then muttered a few choice words at the robot… Or maybe the person who shot the robot. The Commander couldn’t be sure. 

    Up could almost see Taz roll her eyes in frustration before she reached behind her and pulled Up’s knife from his belt. 

    “And what d’you plan in doing with that?” Up muttered to Taz, still eyeing the horizon for robots. 

She shrugged. “Maybe one of them will get close enough for me to do some real damage,” Up didn’t exactly like the idea of anything getting that close to Taz. But he could feel how tense she was. She wasn’t letting anything get that close to her anyway.  

 “C’mon Taz, we need to find the others.” they wouldn’t have needed to find the others if the communicators were working. She nodded in Up’s general direction and darted in front of him. 

   She usually stuck nearby, so Up wasn’t worried about him not being able to help her in a tough situation.

 Until it happened. 

     He saw the giant robot collapse inches away from Taz before she could even cry out.  

 “Taz!” He called out before he could think better of it. He had to help her.  He started to rush forward, but a set of metal fingers, buzzing with energy wrapped around him, pinning his arms down. He tried to reach for his zapper, but it fell when he got picked up. He managed to look down and catch a glimpse of it. It was scattered around in scraps. So much for Taz getting it. Taz! He tried to look around for her but only caught barely a glimpse of  camouflage.  

    That’s when the robot dropped him… Right on his head. Up tried to stand, but fell right on his back, not coherent enough to stand, much less fight a damn robot.  

    “AND NOW YOU WILL DIE,” the robot droned before its chest opened up and Up barely saw the circular buzz saw before he passed out.

       Taz looked behind her to ask Up if he had any idea’s where the other Rangers were, but he wasn’t there. Up had been captured. She immediately darted out of sight when Up turned around to look at the ground. She did not need to be spotted, then neither of them would have a chance of surviving. Taz scowled at the Robot’s shadow. She would’ve just shot the metal bitch, but there wasn’t a working zapper in sight. Up’s had just about disintegrated when he dropped it, so Taz’s only had one choice. 

         Taz strapped Up’s knife to her belt and started climbing the rubble as high as she could get before jumping onto the robot’s back.  She had to find a way to shut it off. 

  Just as Taz pulled out her- Up’s- knife and was about to start hacking at whatever she saw first, the robot jerked forward, effectively sending Taz flying into the rubble. 

    She didn’t see Up. 

She couldn’t save her best friend. 

 But all she could think about as she was falling, and panicking, was how she still had her best friend’s knife. 

A/N: Ohkay, so that came out different than expected. Well, the length actually came out perfect.

I don’t know. Ohkay, tell me your thoughts, suggestions, questions about Starship of your own about Taz and Up and I might put them in here if I’m not already doing it!

Yay. I’m going to go now…  

This story is also on fanfiction,net :DD

My pen name is the same :DD