《(Old) The Time of Night is Midnight》Chapter 32
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The Autobots gotten a five-hour head start by the looks of it may be even more if my guess is wrong. It was going to be a long drive for them to get back and a long flight for me to get back too. If my math skills are good enough, I should arrive at about the same time they will; giving me the opportunity to stop anything bad from happening to them.
My wings are pumping against the wind blowing towards me, slowing me down and using up energy that doesn't need to be wasted. I gave up trying to find the sweet spot in the air and powered my way through.
My mission is to save the three ex-Cons and get them to somewhere safe or convince Optimus to allow them to stay with the Autobots. That's plan A; my plan B is if that doesn't work, get them away from the Bots and somewhere out of harm's way.
Another gust blows hard; my wings catch it and it pushes me back, tumbling in the air and falling towards the ground. Pulling my wings in and tilting my body to face the ground, I allow myself to plummet. Right before my body could crash, my wings unfurl to catch the oncoming wind and hoist my body higher in the air. Sadly it wasn't enough to get me above the gusts of winds and I was pushed back down to the ground.
Without much time to react, my body crashed into the ground of a clearing in the woods and lies there, taking in huge amounts of breaths. I had used up a ton of energy just trying to fly through the wind and the rain soon to fall; my nose can smell the sweet, in my opinion, smell of rain. The clouds above me are dark with the rain and blocked the sun attempting to shine down on me.
A couple of minutes later, a water droplet hits my face, announcing the beginning of the rainstorm. It continued to rain; it turns to be raining cats and dogs and causing my clothes to be soaked to the bone. Not even a second later, a flash of lightning not too far from me and was followed by the clap of thunder.
Hissing under my breath from the circumstance and the bad things happening to me, I thought up an idea. My body makes cracking noises at the sound of my bones snapping to take the form of a wolf. The scales that cover my body turns to skin and a thick, black fur coat covers my body. My face pulls out to form a snout with dangerous teeth you don't want to be on the wrong side of.
The transformation finished and I release a howl for anyone in the area to know that I am here. The coat of fur on my body was already becoming wet from the rain pouring down on me. I begin to trot in the direction of the base; if I can't fly in this weather, walking is the next best thing to continue my quest.
Mud is one of the hardest things to travel, next to snow. My paws kept getting stuck in the thick mud and making it harder to continue my quest. Turning to the left where dry land is and kept plowing my way through, I make it and drop on the ground to catch my breath for a moment.
After a few minutes of resting, I force my body to get back up and trot at a slow pace to conserve as much energy as possible. The rain, wind, lightning, and thunder wasn't letting up at all and only grew at each passing minute; not allowing me to go back to normal and soar in the air.
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Finally, my body couldn't take any more movement and collapsed on the spot. I actually was happy it gave up on moving and settled the soaked ground. Darkness was taking over my vision like normal and this time, I allowed it and embraced the darkness for sleep to rest my tired and sore body.
All of a sudden, a loud crackle of a tree getting hit by lightning sounded almost right next to me. Acting on the fear and my danger sensors ringing like a church bell, I scramble to my paws (I didn't shapeshift back to my human form before falling asleep) and dashed through the forest. I navigated speedily through the forest; dodging trees, ditches, and other things in a forest to get away from the burning tree.
Slowing down to a stop and catching my breath from my quick escape, I return to moving forward after knowing falling asleep here isn't safe. My body was rested up after about a thirty-minute nap and feeling much better compared to how it was before.
Shaking my fur to get as much water off that is clinging to it, I take a few licks at the running creek at my paws. My mouth was getting dry from the lack of liquids being consumed in multiple days and my stomach growled for food. With rain literally pouring down on me, all the scents in the forest were watered down. It would be close to impossible to hunt down any prey in this condition, even with my amazing nose.
It was extremely long trot to get to the outskirts of the large storm and to where the wind wasn't that bad. By now, I had entered the state called Colorado and it sure was not as hot as expected, it was actually below freezing by the feel of it. My soaked clothes (shapeshifting didn't rip them but it was a tight fit) and fur didn't help, the water was turning into ice and freezing literally an ice coat on me.
My body shifts back to my normal appearance and the ice melt at the contact of my overly warm scales. The water droplets drip down my scales and fall to the ground. I take off into the air at a high speed, causing more of the water to be flung off of my body.
Pumping my wings harder to get me above the clouds for the sun to kiss my scales, I reach where the sun warmed my cold scales. The large, flaming ball in the sky helped give me some of my energy back. One of the problems of being a part reptile, the cold sucks up my energy and leaves me to fend for myself.
The cross over from Idaho to Washington wasn't much a deal; except when multiple miles in Washington, a sudden pull in my chest scared me almost shitless. I stopped moving forward the moment it happened and hovered in the air, attempting to figure out what that was. No, oh please no. I don't want to have to go through all of that once more.
My mind kept contemplating whether or not to continue and help the ex-Cons or turn tail and fly as far as my wings could take me. I promised them to help them get to safety; they're in a dangerous situation where they could get killed. Take the risk and go through with it. And I did.
The base could be seen off in the distance at the height of altitude I'm at and an unsettling feeling of nervousness boils underneath my scales. Hopefully, they thought I went on a long vacation or flight to stretch out my wings, well the twins were going to shit a fucking cow when they see. Watch out for them and hide from their sights at all costs.
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On the way to Optimus' office, my ears caught the sound of the Sides laugh. Stopping all movements except my wings keeping me in the air, my eyes snap in the direction of the sound. Sides has his arm around a femme looking bot and chuckling from something funny. Sunstreaker is walking with them, being his normal, reserved self but also chuckling at whatever was funny.
Jealousy boils underneath my scales and a growl rumbled deep in my chest. Realizing what I just did, I turn away continue towards Optimus's office for my mission. You don't care about them and they don't care about either, Night. You left them for a reason, to be free and not to be held back by anything. They already moved on. And that's what almost broke me as my wings carried inside Boss Bot's office.
Optimus notice my form entering the room and sat up straighter, yet he didn't move towards me as excepted. "Midnight, where have you been? It has been twelve days from the last time you have been seen," his regal voice questioned me. It's been that long? Wow, time does fly by.
Not wanting to be hovering while talking to him as my wings are a bit sore and tired from the long trip, I land on his desk in front of him. "I had a long vacation, way shorter than I wanted it to be but here I am, back. Anyway, I'm here to talk about the three ex-Cons you brought in," I announced and changed the subject.
His expression didn't change except his eyes narrowed the slightest centimeter. "What is you want to speak about them?" he questioned with his voice hinting the smallest hint of judgment.
Gazing up to the large bot with a blank expression (it has been a side effect from the snap; most of my emotions have been dampened by a long shot), I cross my arm over my chest to give my body some personality for the moment. "This won't sound go on my end but I don't give a shit; I have been staying with them for almost the entire time of my vacation." He wasn't happy about my choice of words or what my sentence is about.
"But don't go all crazy on me though and hear me out. All they want was to get away from Megatron and the other Cons. For those twelve days with them, they aren't the scary Cons they are portrayed as. I promised to help them get to somewhere safe and away from the Cons and I haven't fulfilled it yet but that's what I want to talk about." He nodded his helm for me to continue with my offer.
"I'll be their representative. I would like to offer a deal for them not to be locked in the brig." Though I didn't hear or see it, it makes sense of where they are. "Their weapons would be disabled and an Autobot with them at all times. It's an easy and simple deal, you also get three extra hands-er servos for help and an extra doctor for Ratchet to order around."
He didn't say a word to me as his mind processed my offer to him. A couple of seconds later, he spoke up."One more thing though, they must recharge in the brig for the safety of the humans and ourselves. With those terms you gave, I do agree. Do you agree to the add-on?" Not needing to answer this with words, I nod my head and take off in the air once more. "Wait, before you go, Hound will be watching over them." Once again, I acknowledge his comment with a nod of my head.
Taking my leave after acknowledging his comment, I fly off to see what Doc Bot is up to. He's going to have a cow when he sees me or he's going to weld my ass to the ceiling of the Med. Bay. Hopefully not any of the two because we only have one other doctor on the base and he's not able to do anything at the moment.
Ratchet was working on something work based and didn't notice my presence at the hangar door with how silent my wings are. "So? Miss me?" I inquired with a small smile on my face. The neon yellow bot's frame tensed, the supplies fall out of his servos and he turns around to face me. His face is expressing the shock most likely running through his frame now.
It quickly turns to anger with a hint of relief and worry hidden behind it. "Where have you been? Do you know how worry I have been since you disappeared on us without saying where you are going? Get over here now so I can check up on you. I thought you died!" he ranted. Gladly he didn't have a cow or weld my ass to the ceiling, that would have hurt for sure.
Following through with his order as it would be bad to piss him off, even more, I land on the table he was working at. He does a scan to atom level and a tingle like normal runs through my body. "Everything checks out but I have heard from the twins the connection snapped." I didn't want to talk about as it gave me great pain and a burden. "Also we got three new recruits, just be careful with Starcatcher, she is close with the Terror twins."
My wings pump in a downstroke and carried my body into the air. I ignored him, flew over to my perch, and settled down on it. Gladly Doc Bot got the message and left me alone for sleep to take. There wasn't happy wanting me in this sleep and al I wish for is to be free from everything.
Only a day passed from my arrival back to being at the base almost full time, I still take my normal flights around the base. I have met two of the three recruits, Roadbasher and Talonstrike. Both acted more on the reserved side, except Roadbasher has more a happy tone to him like Breakdown. I also went and talked to Barricade, Knockout, and Breakdown to see how they are doing. They appreciated me for saving their asses and getting them somewhere away from Megatron and safe.
A couple more days have passed and I caught on the Terror twins avoid me like a plague. I have attempted to make contact with them the first day but quickly caught on they didn't want me around, I respected that. It was my fault for tearing our friendship into two and needed to be taught a lesson, that's what they are doing.
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