Love and war chpt 14
Breakdown was scared. Megatron was in a bad mood, and when he was in a bad mood he usually came for her.
So now she was huddled in a corner near the spot where the other Stunticons spent their time when off duty.
Thankfully Wildrider and Drag Strip were off duty at this time and had been spending it watching different shows the organics had created varying from a comedy show the others called AFV to a cop show called Bones to races like Nascar.
Unfortunately neither had noticed her which left her wide open when Megatron strolled into the room.
Thankfully so had Dead End, he often found this room to be the only place for quiet solitude, or as close to it as one could get on the Nemesis.
Without thinking or giving Megatron time to act she lunged at Dead End and took his left arm in a death grip bear hug. But while doing this she never once took her optics off Megatron.
Megatron only glared and stormed out of the room (most likely to torment one of the Combaticons instead), leaving her with a confused and annoyed Dead End. She couldn’t blame her brother really, after all she was in a way using him as a shield.
(LATER)
“I’m telling you we need to leave,” Breakdown tried to reason with her brothers, but of course they paid her no mind, well except Dead End. Dead End seemed to be the only one to pay her attention, well the sort that didn’t terrify her.
“Aw don’t worry Break,” Wildrider said as he slung an arm over Breakdown’s shoulders causing her to jump in fright.
“Yeah don’t worry, Megatron won’t attack you,” Drag Strip joined his brother on her other side causing her to just stand stock still and worry about her safety.
It was only when Motormaster dragged the two away from her that she started to speak again.
“But you guys, you know what happened to the Combaticons. He could go and have the same thing happen to the rest of you as well.”
She stood there as she let that seep in to the minds of her fellow Stunticons.
(<>)
As it turned out none of them cared about what she said.
“So I’m leaving on my own,” she mumbled as she prepared to activate the lift.
She was stopped shortly by a servo being pressed on hers. She looked up terrified only to see Dead End typing in the last of the commands for the lift.
She just stood there staring at him stupidly before he finally spoke.
“You know we should get going soon or the others will find out that were leaving,” when he said that she snapped out of her trance and nodded before stepping on the lift alongside him.
“But why are you coming along?”
“I agree with what you said, but no one knows how the weapon did that, not even the Constructicons. So they’d have to use trial and error to find out and that could result in many deaths. And plus someone has to keep you out of trouble.”
Then they reached the top of the cliff and left.
So now she was huddled in a corner near the spot where the other Stunticons spent their time when off duty.
Thankfully Wildrider and Drag Strip were off duty at this time and had been spending it watching different shows the organics had created varying from a comedy show the others called AFV to a cop show called Bones to races like Nascar.
Unfortunately neither had noticed her which left her wide open when Megatron strolled into the room.
Thankfully so had Dead End, he often found this room to be the only place for quiet solitude, or as close to it as one could get on the Nemesis.
Without thinking or giving Megatron time to act she lunged at Dead End and took his left arm in a death grip bear hug. But while doing this she never once took her optics off Megatron.
Megatron only glared and stormed out of the room (most likely to torment one of the Combaticons instead), leaving her with a confused and annoyed Dead End. She couldn’t blame her brother really, after all she was in a way using him as a shield.
(LATER)
“I’m telling you we need to leave,” Breakdown tried to reason with her brothers, but of course they paid her no mind, well except Dead End. Dead End seemed to be the only one to pay her attention, well the sort that didn’t terrify her.
“Aw don’t worry Break,” Wildrider said as he slung an arm over Breakdown’s shoulders causing her to jump in fright.
“Yeah don’t worry, Megatron won’t attack you,” Drag Strip joined his brother on her other side causing her to just stand stock still and worry about her safety.
It was only when Motormaster dragged the two away from her that she started to speak again.
“But you guys, you know what happened to the Combaticons. He could go and have the same thing happen to the rest of you as well.”
She stood there as she let that seep in to the minds of her fellow Stunticons.
(<>)
As it turned out none of them cared about what she said.
“So I’m leaving on my own,” she mumbled as she prepared to activate the lift.
She was stopped shortly by a servo being pressed on hers. She looked up terrified only to see Dead End typing in the last of the commands for the lift.
She just stood there staring at him stupidly before he finally spoke.
“You know we should get going soon or the others will find out that were leaving,” when he said that she snapped out of her trance and nodded before stepping on the lift alongside him.
“But why are you coming along?”
“I agree with what you said, but no one knows how the weapon did that, not even the Constructicons. So they’d have to use trial and error to find out and that could result in many deaths. And plus someone has to keep you out of trouble.”
Then they reached the top of the cliff and left.