《The Daughter Of A Prime》Chapter 7 The Insecticon Part 2
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SilverWing POV
Dear Diary
I don’t know for how long we've been traveling, but it was long. Miko had fallen asleep on the trip there. I also almost fell asleep, but didn’t. I watched Miko sleep and kind of felt bad for her. I know she will try to go fight with us, but I know neither Wheeljack and I will allow it. She’s Bulkhead’s human partner, and he will be devastated if he wakes up and she’s not there
***
Finally, we were here.
“I’m up!” Miko yelled the moment we landed.
“So, what’s the plan?” Miko asked.
“Kid, if anything happens to us, press this button. I preset the auto-pilot to get you back to Prime’s base” Wheeljack told her.
“What? No way! We had a deal! You said I could help!” She yelled. I sighed.
“And you did” I replied, walking to the exit.
“But it ends here” Wheeljack added.
“This is my fight too” Miko said.
“We're sorry, kid, but Bulkhead is going to wake up” Wheeljack said.
“And he will fire up my ribs if you are not there when he does” Wheeljack said. Just then, before we could exit the ship, I stopped, and with a sigh, I kneel down in front of Miko.
“Miko, if by any chance we don’t survive. I want you to give this to Optimus. He will know what to do with it” I said, handing her a small device that I had with me for a really long time. It was small enough for her to hold with her human arms, and it was not heavy, allowing her to carry it. We then exit the ship, leaving Miko inside. The last thing we heard was Miko yelling our names, but we didn’t stop.
“What was that?” Wheeljack asked.
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out” I said. He chuckled.
We looked at each other before transforming, driving to the Energon mine, but stopped at the entrance when we heard flying above us. We then saw an Insecticon transform and was about to land above us, but we immediately drove back to avoid getting crushed by the Insecticon.
‘So, that’s the Insecticon that hurt Bulkhead?’ I asked.
We immediately attack the Insecticon. I then saw Wheeljack about to use one of his bombs, but the Insecticon attacked him before he could use it. I saw the bomb land far away from him. The Insecticon was about to attack Wheeljack, but I didn’t allow him and jumped on the Insecticon’s back. The Insecticon fought to get me off his back, and when he did, I quickly regained myself, landing next to Wheeljack. I was about to attack again, but Wheeljack stopped me.
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“Allow me to continue this fight, SilverWing” Wheeljack asked. I nodded.
“I will, but make sure he knows that he should have never messed with us wreckers” I said. He nodded.
I stood at the side, watching the fight in case things got ugly. I was not that worried at the beginning because Wheeljack looked like he was able to handle Hardshell by himself, but the fight quickly took a dark twist, and I watched Wheeljack get the beat-up of a lifetime.
“Hey! I think that’s enough!” I yelled, getting the Insecticon’s attention. He growled. I chuckled before transforming not into my alt-mode, but into my cyber-wolf form. I roared, getting the Insecticon in alert before beginning to surrender each other.
‘I’m gonna make you pay dearly’ I thought.
He was the first one to make a move. He fired at me, but I quickly used my cyber-wolf speed to dodge every shot he fired at me. I then attack him with my claws. I throw myself at him and manage to scratch him with my claws. I smirked when I saw fresh-looking Energon dripping from the scratches that I managed to inflict. He growled before attacking me again. This time I managed to jump in the air and land on his back like before, but this time I dug my claws and fangs on him.
I was then about to perform the final blow, but the pain on my hip came back and worse than before. I hissed in pain, losing up my grip on the Insecticon. This allowed him to grab me by the neck and throw me at a nearby rock. I painfully landed on the ground. I was now back to my Bi-pedal mode. I tried to stand up, but the pain only got stronger and stronger. I couldn’t stand up. I then sense a shadow hover over me. I looked up only to see the Insecticon ready to finish me off.
“Your spark will not belong to Megatron” He said, getting ready to kill me. I closed my optics, ready to die. I then thought about the last cybertronian that I didn't think I would think about at the time of my death.
“S-Sire” I said.
Just then, I heard the engine of the ship. I slowly opened my optics and looked towards the ship's direction, seeing it ready to leave, but instead of leaving, it shot two missiles, hitting the Insecticon straight on the chest and face. I watched some pieces of the Insecticon fly everywhere. I looked at the direction that the Insecticon was sent flying and saw him dead. I allowed my body to relax after that.
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‘Nice, Miko’ I thought.
I then heard walking. I opened my optics, seeing Wheeljack slowly making his way towards me. He then slowly helped me stand up.
“The kid did a great job” Wheeljack said. I nodded.
Just then, we heard a bunch of growls and walked above us. We immediately looked up, seeing a whole bunch of Insecticons above the cliffs. Our optics immediately widened in horror. We immediately began walking back to the ship. It was really painful but knew if we didn’t, then this time we were going to die.
“I thought I told you to hit the auto-pilot,” Wheeljack told Miko. We had made it back to the ship.
“Bad things happen to bots when I leave their side” Miko replied. Wheeljac then immediately took off with the whole hive of Insecticons firing at us.
“Too many to pick off. I need something with a wider blast radius” Wheeljack said.
“Then go. I will drive” I said. He nodded before giving me the control of the ship, while he went back to grab his secret stack of bombs that he had in the back.
“But I thought you… ” Miko began, but Wheeljack cut her off short.
“I only carry one at a time” Wheeljack replied. He then opened the hatch above the ship, and with the whole box of bombs, he went outside. He then, instead of throwing one of a time, he threw the whole box, creating an enormous explosion. I then moved out of the pilot sit when Wheeljack came back.
“Welcome to the Wreckers, kid. You made Bulkhead proud” Wheeljack told Miko. I looked at Miko, and she still didn’t have a happy expression on her face.
“Then why don’t I feel any different?” Miko asked. I sighed, rubbing her back with my digit to comfort her.
***
Finally, we were back to base. It was really hard to walk for both of us. We were not in the best of shape. So, we helped each other go inside. I supported Wheeljack’s weight while he supported mine. I saw everyone watch us enter the base with shock on their faces. I then saw Arcee kneel down in front of Miko when she saw the look on her face.
“Miko, you're okay?” Arcee asked.
“She’s fine. Kids a pro” Wheeljack replied. I then allowed him to support himself while I support myself with the base wall.
“I wasn’t talking to you” Arcee said.
“Calm down. She’s fine. She’s better than us” I replied. I got a glare from her, but I ignored it.
“How is he?” Miko asked. I then saw some of them gave her a sad expression.
“Bulkhead will survive. He may never be fully functional again” Ratchet replied. I saw Miko’s face saddened by the news and immediately took off running to Bulkhead's unconscious body.
“Miko, I don’t think it is wise of you… “ Ratchet began, but Optimus stopped him. We all then watched Miko make her way to Bulkhead’s side.
“I-I’m not sure I want to see Bulk right now” Wheeljack said.
“Not like this” He added. He then looked at me.
“Are you coming with?” He asked. I looked at him before looking at Optimus and finally looking back at him. I shook my helm.
“I made a promise and really don't feel like breaking that promise” I said. I sighed.
“I will catch up with you later, Jackie” I added. He nodded.
“See you later, Sweetspark” He said. I chuckled before watching him transform and leave the base. We all then looked back to Miko and saw her sitting down on Bulkhead’s chest.
“I’m never leaving you again” Miko said before covering her face with her legs. I sighed before noticing Ratchet walking towards me.
“C’mon, I was told by Optimus that you needed assistance with an old injury” He said. I nodded. He then guided me to a different medical berth and told me to lay on it. I lay down on it, then closed my optics.
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