chapter update
Chapter: Of Fear
Series: Of Revenge
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Dark and getting darker.
Summary: Keller steps in to save Sam from a grand theft auto charge, but their problems have just begun...
Previous parts:
Of Pain
Of Anguish
Of Conspiracy
Earth, present
“Hello?”
“Mikeala! Thank god… they think I stole Bee! You’ve got to tell Optimus-“
“He already knows, Sam. Bee told him. He’s gotten a hold of Keller, but Keller says it’s going to take a while to get down the chain of command. But Sam-”
“What’s wrong?”
“My dad - they arrested my dad! For murder, Sam!”
“What? No, nononono… that’s not right…”
“Of course it isn’t! My dad didn’t kill anyone!”
“No, I know that, I mean… I thought it was all a coincidence, that they found Bee because of the fire, but with your dad, too… I think it’s-”
“Barricade. That’s what Ironhide is saying. But Keller’s not helping; he said that he’s not giving a free pass to anyone just because their relative might know the Autobots. He’s only getting you out because it directly involves Bee.” Her voice broke. “They’re saying that Dad killed a cop, ran him off the road and murdered him! Three years ago, but Dad was in jail three years ago!”
“It’s going to be alright Mikeala. All they gotta do is look at the records, and they’ll see-”
“The records say he was out on bail! We couldn’t make bail!”
Sam was quiet a moment. “Barricade.”
“Keller won’t listen to the Autobots about it. He just pointed out that they weren’t here three years ago, and don’t actually know what happened. Said the police would get to the bottom of it without him ‘mucking up the works.’”
“Can’t they just change the record back?”
“They’re talking about it, but the police will notice since I was stupid enough to bring it to their attention already. Sam, I don’t know what to do…”
“You’re not stupid. Just hang in there, I’ll be out soon. We’ll handle this together.”
x-x-x
Cybertron, six million years ago
Decepticon base, outside Iacon City
“It’s an impressive prize,” Blackout commented, watching the troops unload Long Haul.
“I didn’t ask for your approval,” Barricade snapped.
“I didn’t give it,” came the calm reply. Startled, Barricade looked up. “Lord Megatron will be pleased,” Blackout continued, “The Autobots less so.”
Barricade snorted. “They’ll recover. They have other mechs, other supplies.”
“Perhaps, but it will be a blow. To their morale, if not their logistics. Grief will make them reckless; fear, hesitant. Their own emotions are our greatest weapon, Barricade, never forget that.”
x-x-x
Earth, present
Sarah Lennox smiled at her daughter in the rearview mirror, pulling out of the grocery store parking lot past a parked police car. Annabelle was burbling quietly to herself in her car seat.
Tomorrow was their anniversary, and Will hand made plans for a night out. Sarah’s mother had volunteered to take Annabelle for the night -
Sarah frowned. There was a police car following her - the same car she’d passed at the store. She kept an eye on it as she pulled into her hairdresser’s lot.
The police car slowed as it passed, but continued up the street. Her eyes went immediately to the script on the rear side panel, and her blood went cold.
To punish and enslave.
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A/N- I’m a bad person. And I like cliffhangers.
Series: Of Revenge
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Dark and getting darker.
Summary: Keller steps in to save Sam from a grand theft auto charge, but their problems have just begun...
Previous parts:
Of Pain
Of Anguish
Of Conspiracy
Earth, present
“Hello?”
“Mikeala! Thank god… they think I stole Bee! You’ve got to tell Optimus-“
“He already knows, Sam. Bee told him. He’s gotten a hold of Keller, but Keller says it’s going to take a while to get down the chain of command. But Sam-”
“What’s wrong?”
“My dad - they arrested my dad! For murder, Sam!”
“What? No, nononono… that’s not right…”
“Of course it isn’t! My dad didn’t kill anyone!”
“No, I know that, I mean… I thought it was all a coincidence, that they found Bee because of the fire, but with your dad, too… I think it’s-”
“Barricade. That’s what Ironhide is saying. But Keller’s not helping; he said that he’s not giving a free pass to anyone just because their relative might know the Autobots. He’s only getting you out because it directly involves Bee.” Her voice broke. “They’re saying that Dad killed a cop, ran him off the road and murdered him! Three years ago, but Dad was in jail three years ago!”
“It’s going to be alright Mikeala. All they gotta do is look at the records, and they’ll see-”
“The records say he was out on bail! We couldn’t make bail!”
Sam was quiet a moment. “Barricade.”
“Keller won’t listen to the Autobots about it. He just pointed out that they weren’t here three years ago, and don’t actually know what happened. Said the police would get to the bottom of it without him ‘mucking up the works.’”
“Can’t they just change the record back?”
“They’re talking about it, but the police will notice since I was stupid enough to bring it to their attention already. Sam, I don’t know what to do…”
“You’re not stupid. Just hang in there, I’ll be out soon. We’ll handle this together.”
x-x-x
Cybertron, six million years ago
Decepticon base, outside Iacon City
“It’s an impressive prize,” Blackout commented, watching the troops unload Long Haul.
“I didn’t ask for your approval,” Barricade snapped.
“I didn’t give it,” came the calm reply. Startled, Barricade looked up. “Lord Megatron will be pleased,” Blackout continued, “The Autobots less so.”
Barricade snorted. “They’ll recover. They have other mechs, other supplies.”
“Perhaps, but it will be a blow. To their morale, if not their logistics. Grief will make them reckless; fear, hesitant. Their own emotions are our greatest weapon, Barricade, never forget that.”
x-x-x
Earth, present
Sarah Lennox smiled at her daughter in the rearview mirror, pulling out of the grocery store parking lot past a parked police car. Annabelle was burbling quietly to herself in her car seat.
Tomorrow was their anniversary, and Will hand made plans for a night out. Sarah’s mother had volunteered to take Annabelle for the night -
Sarah frowned. There was a police car following her - the same car she’d passed at the store. She kept an eye on it as she pulled into her hairdresser’s lot.
The police car slowed as it passed, but continued up the street. Her eyes went immediately to the script on the rear side panel, and her blood went cold.
To punish and enslave.
x---------x---------x
A/N- I’m a bad person. And I like cliffhangers.