Change of Law and Heart

Chapter 33: Help from an Outside Force

If I wasn't captured by a Con who is doing the cliché 'taking me to my leader' thing, then I would have enjoyed the beautiful sight above the clouds. The sun was getting ready to set in about thirty or so minutes, making the sky a stunning sight to gaze out. It was ruined by the fact this Con had captured me.

Every single muscle in my body cried in pain of all the running I had down today. It didn't help when 'Screamer' blew up the ground behind while trying to get away. My body slammed into a nearby tree and fell down to the ground. At least the twins were there to save me back then.

'Nothing to worry about, we'll keep you safe' my ass. Look at where I am Sunstreaker, in the cockpit of a Con, unable to escape. Even if I was able to free myself, the only way to get away was to jump. We were around five-thousand feet above ground. That was death and I had something to live for. Kodiak, Vivian, and, of course, those two.

Yes, I was captured while under their care but that couldn't be helped. They were outnumbered, Jazz was hurt and attempting to get us out of there.

Zeke! I scanned the other jets that escaped with us for my friend. All of the other cockpits were empty, thankfully. It was just me, like always. I had to figure a way to get out of this without being killed. There was always a solution to a problem but you have to find it, that's the hard part. In the end of all of this, death was hanging over my head.

At least Zeke wasn't completely caught up in this or else the escaping part would have been harder. The more people to save, the tougher the job became. How was I going to get out of here without being killed? The twins would be demolished that happened.

Those two care way too much about me and it didn't entirely make since. It had to be because of their past. Mine had made me who I was today and it was going to get me out of this sticky situation.

The only way to safely escape is when we reach their base. That's when I'll start thinking up ideas. Right now though, I needed to get some rest before the torture starts. It always torture this, torture that in these kind of stories.

My eyelids grew heavy to the point I didn't have the strength to hold them open anymore. I welcomed sleep to take me with open arms and gave a silent prayer to any god that would listen.

"-ake sure she survives or your helm will be the price," a grating and gravelly voice grounded out. Then after, the sound of sliding doors opening and closing reach my ears. Whoever that was didn't sound happy once-oh-ever at all.

"'Make sure she survives or your helm will be the price'," a fruity voice with a slight guttural tone to it mocked the first person. "Can you believe he wants me to take care of a fleshie, Breaky?! I don't know the first thing to them." I stayed still and silent to not alert them that I was awake, best to wait this out and see what they say or do.

"I have my dislikes for human but this one, I despise with a passion. She's the one that shot out my optic and Thundercrack's too. I will say she does have a good aim," another male voice, deeper than the second one. Well there goes more of my chances of escaping.

"Oh, she is? I never thought such a little thing could hurt a big mech as yourself," the fruity male voice teased. The other one grunted and sounded like he was pouting, probably was. I couldn't tell without moving. If I did, then any movement could alert them and that wasn't good for my sake.

"Shut it, Knockout. She had the slagging Terror Twins to back her up. From what I heard, that's part of the reason she is here. The other part is that Prime has deemed her worth enough to be an Autobot, not one of the soldiers that fleshie commands." Double uh-oh. I'm real far down the shitter with no room to get out. This wasn't good.