The Rescue

Chapter One

Silverdust frowned as an alarm rang through the warship. She hurried towards the bridge, nearly making it when she ran straight into someone's back. She fell to the ground, and looked up. Her optics widened at the sight of a familiar red Autobot. His servo was transformed into a blaster, one she knew he didn't have before. She stared at him shock, before finally recognizing that his face that did not recognize hers, and that his blaster was pointed directly at her.

"Heatwave..." she murmured weakly, fighting back tears as she slowly stood up as to not set him off. "You... you're not dead...? But... the explosion... you were hurt... how..."

Heatwave's stoic face did not change and Silverdust heard another blaster charge up behind her. She turned to see a familiar blue mech. She smiled at him sadly. He did not recognize her either.

"State your name", Chase said firmly. She looked away and hugged her arms to herself.

"It matters not who I am."

She heard a faint gasp of shock and blaster powered down before transforming back into a servo.

"Silver...?" Heatwave murmured. "Is that really you?"

Silverdust smiled weakly as she looked up at the mech she fell in love with.

"Where have you been?" she whispered. "It's been five years since the Decepticons took over. So why are you only now showing up?"

Heatwave looked down at the ground, clenching his fists as he glared at the ground. "I would've come for you sooner, but Optimus wanted us to regain our strength."

"He's alive?!" Silverdust cried, staring at Heatwave in shock. Heatwave gave her a small smile.

"As Miko put it, Optimus is 'rad'", Heatwave explained. Silverdust smiled sadly, before hearing blaster fire down the hallway a bit. She whipped around, the metal skirt that now surrounded her legs, swirling out, brushing against Heatwave slightly.

She saw a familiar and yet unfamiliar red and blue mech, and she knew that it was her adoptive sire. She wished so badly to run to him, but she could not. She had to stay here on the ship.

Heatwave grabbed her servo, and tried to pull her along, but she didn't move. She stared at him sadly as he watched her, confusion flitting across his face.

"Silver, let's go", Heatwace said. Silverdust gently tugged her servo away, tears blinding her optics as she took a step back.

"I can't leave", she whispered. "He'll kill me if I do."

Heatwave scoffed. "He won't be able to get to you with me here."

Silverdust shook her head, and took a few more steps back. "You don't understand, Heatwave."

Heatwave frowned. "Then help me understand."

Silverdust shook her helm. "Go. Get out of here with Optimus, and go. I'll be fine."

Heatwave stared at her and she frowned softly. She wanted to go with him so badly but she couldn't. She was stuck here. She whispered to him one last thing before he turned and left.

"Go, my love. I'm sorry I can't be with you right now."

Heatwave turned and ran, casting one last glance behind him to look at the femme that had changed in the five years he hadn't seen her. He wanted to know why she couldn't go with, but she refused to tell him. And it frustrated him not knowing.

Silverdust watched as the red mech left with his friend and his leader, before turning away and walking back to her quarters. However, there was someone waiting for her there.