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Cover Me
By The Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: Shhh... Be Werry, Werry quiet. I'm hunttin' Wawyers! ... anyone want to join me? /offers bazooka and rocket launchers/ ... Seriously, I went to court early January and it got postponed again! My lawyer keeps calling me to update me on the situation too and I just want to crawl into a hole and stay there 'till spring! Anyway, I'm sorry for the long hiatus. :(
On top of that, this chapter just about drove me absolutely batty. I don't know why I struggled so hard with this chapter but I got it. Unfortunately "The Scorpion Scramble" has been postponed till next week. I think that was my problem. I was trying to condense too much in one chapter. So this is un-edited and probably really raw. I'm sorry again. Don't hurt me.
One Hundred Sixty Six: Icy Observations
Two pairs of blue optics both shined confusion for a moment before they turned their gazes back to the small group of mechs still laughing evilly before them. “How are we going to drive him crazy exactly?” Sunstreaker asked with a puzzled frown as he looked back and forth at the two Decepticons utterly baffled yet strangely intrigued.
“We’ve got it covered,” Barricade retorted as he lost his smirk and frowned at the yellow mech before looking back at the third mech that still wore a baffled expression. “You two are staying here!”
Jazz glared at the finger that was pointed in his direction and Sunstreaker glared at the Decepticon. “How dare you try and order us around,” Sunny snarled. “Just who do you think you are?”
“Who am I?” Barricade growled lowly as he took a step forward and placed himself right in the Lamborghini’s personal space.
Sunny continued to glare at him, refusing to back down but the fact that Sideswipe was right behind him lent him the strength he needed. The fact that Sunny had also bested Barricade once before also lent him some comfort. “Exactly,” Sunny bit back. “Just where do you get off telling me what to do?”
“First of all,” Barricade glared at him. “I’m of higher rank than you. Not only am I a commander but thanks to that idiotic computer I’m now captain of that blasted space vessel.”
“So you admit it?” Soundwave chuckled behind them.
“Stay out of this you,” Barricade snapped before he turned back to Sunstreaker. “Second, you seem incapable of taking care of your own self and you continually are forgetting that it is just not you yourself anymore!” Barricade’s voice had risen to a full on shout by the time he had finished speaking.
Sunny’s optics dimmed slightly at the barb and a hand encircled his arm and Sideswipe pulled him back a bit. “He’s right,” Sideswipe spoke quietly.
“What?” Sunny gasped appalled.
“Just hear me out,” Sideswipe stated quietly, hoping that by speaking softly that Sunstreaker would calm down as well. “I know you just want everything to be like it was Sun, but it just can’t be. Ever since Optimus and the others decided to cast the All Spark into space we knew that nothing was ever going to be the same. Even now that we have a tentative truce with Barricade and Soundwave it’s not the same. We need their help with Starscream and you know this.”
Sunstreaker frowned but nodded reluctantly. “I know it’s just-”
“Can you possibly discuss this later,” Barricade snapped at them in frustration. “We kind of have other problems that need to be dealt with currently.”
“Of course,” Jazz nodded, shooting the two Lamborghini’s a warning look and placed a hand on Sunny’s shoulder. Sunny still looked mutinies but thankfully kept his mouth shut. “What are you thinking Runner my man?” Jazz asked turning to Barricade curiously.
“You’ll just have to wait and find out,” Barricade smirked. “For now you’re going to stay here and stay out of trouble.”
“Trouble? Me?” Jazz smirked innocently.
“Exactly,” Barricade huffed. “And watch him!” Sunny frowned but said nothing.
“So where do you want me?” Sideswipe asked turning to Barricade for instruction.
“You’re guarding them!” Barricade directed with a pointed glare. “Make sure that this one,” and he pointed at Jazz again, “doesn’t try and assist his partner.” Jazz actually had the decency to look a bit abashed by this and Barricade knew full well that if Prowl was to get in trouble, Jazz would not hesitate to go to his aid.
“Yes captain!” Sideswipe actually saluted with a lopsided grin on his face.
“Brilliant,” Barricade huffed as he turned around and started heading around the still ongoing battle towards the opposite side, refusing to give the three another moment’s thought. He could hear Soundwave and his team following behind him and a shadow soon fell over the striding ‘Con.
“So what’s the plan?” Laserbeak asked curiously as he circled over Barricade’s head once they were away from the three Autobots. “Without weapons Scorponok has the advantage in this fight.”
“Not necessarily,” Barricade retorted slyly, some of his sour mood depleting as they walked. “Remember that one game of high ball that Rollerforce got going on one of our rare off days?”
There was a moment’s pause before the two condors in the air burst out laughing and Ravage was now grinning like mad, a spring becoming apparent in his steeps. Even the never expressive Soundwave managed a smirk before his faceplate slipped into place. “We’re short a few numbers,” he reminded the shorter ‘Con.
“By three players but even down by two we should be fine,” Barricade chuckled before he brought up a hand and waved it to try and catch the attention of one of the only few not fighting.
“Is he going to go along with this?” Ravage asked curiously as he stared the Autobot in question.
“Have they even ever heard of High Ball?” Buzzsaw asked curiously.
“He’ll do fine,” Barricade chuckled. “Trust me.”
“How can you be so sure?” Soundwave asked, suspicion creeping into his tone slightly.
“You could say he has a bit of experience,” Barricade told them with a small shrug as he turned back towards where the Autobot was, completely missing the glances the others were sharing. “Hey Autobit!”
Despite the fact that he hated the nickname, Bumblebee looked up from where he had been watching the fight intently as he too was devoid of his own weaponry and his gaze quickly rested on the mechs approaching him. Made a wide circle around the fight to meet up with them he quickly jogged towards their position. “Where’s Sam?” Bumblebee nearly shouted before Barricade had even reached him, spinning back around to stare at the battlefield once again. “I don’t see him but he and the others could be seeking shelter but I’d feel better if I know-”
“Relax,” Barricade interrupted Bumblebee’s worried rambling. “They should be back at the ship by now.”
Quickly shifting his gaze, Bumblebee sighed in relief as he spotted the humans along with Skyfire. Strangely enough it looked as if Steve was seated in Skyfire’s palm. Bumblebee frowned momentarily before he turned back to Barricade. “Thanks,” he said grudgingly.
“Don’t look at me,” Barricade raised up his arms as if to shield the thanks. “Rumble’s the one that got them out of the fight.”
‘Bee looked at him pointedly. “And just who sent him to get them out?”
“Megatron?” Barricade tried.
“Whoa, hey! Don’t drag me into this,” Megatron frowned as Bumblebee glanced at him.
Shaking his head, Bumblebee turned to thank the other ‘Con, firmly believing that he had supported Barricade’s request when he spotted Soundwave’s faceplate in place and instantly quirked his head in askance even as he. “You have a plan?” he asked in amazement. Everyone turned to look at Barricade who simply smirked at Bumblebee. The yellow Autobot shifted a bit in uneasiness. “What?”
Barricade chuckled. “Remember our fight in Minnesota?”
Blue optics winked off and on rapidly before Bumblebee’s jaw actually dropped. “You don’t mean that fight we had on the black ice?” he practically yelped absolutely horrified.
Soundwave shared perplexed looks with his team. “Having some fun those few months on planet before resurrecting me were we?” Megatron drawled as he looked up at the larger mechs.
“More like every time I turned around there were red and blue roller lights in my rear view,” Bumblebee muttered, throwing a dark glare at the black and white mech who looked completely unrepentant.
Megatron’s playful snicker shifted tone into something more intrigued as the smaller mech looked between the two curiously. “I’ll have to get the full story from Frenzy when we’re back on the boat.”
“Ship,” Bumblebee and Ravage corrected automatically but it was drowned out by Barricade’s sudden bellow.
“Frenzy, you will not tell him anything at all and that is an order,” Barricade shouted emphatically, startling Buzzsaw who was about to land on his shoulder. Buzzsaw moved instead to Soundwave’s offered arm.
Red optics lightened and the smaller mech shrugged indifferently. “We-we-we’ll s-s-see.”
Barricade stared down at the silver mech who stared right back up almost challengingly. Bumblebee shook his head, deciding it was best to just ignore the two for the moment and he glanced back at the still ongoing fight. “So? What about the Minnesota fight?” he asked, dragging Barricade’s attention back to the situation at hand.
With one last warning glare down at Frenzy, Barricade turned back to the Autobot. “Simple. The only one who can stop Scorponok is Megatron. Ergo, we have to get Megatron to Scorponok. The best way to do that is to use the terrain to our advantage.” Barricade actually smirked and jerked a thumb in the battling Decepticon’s direction. “Up for a little game of ‘bait the scorpion’?”
Bumblebee looked at Barricade for a long moment before he turned to stare at Soundwave for either denial or confirmation. He was horrified when the other ‘Con simply confirmed what he already knew was the answer with a sharp nod of his head. “It is the best strategy considering we lack any fire power,” Soundwave told him.
“My circuits have to be crossed to actually agree to this,” Bumblebee muttered sounding rather resigned to his fate.
“Anyone has to have their wires crossed to go with any plan we Decepticons come up with,” Megatron laughed returning back to the forefront now that Barricade wasn’t glaring at Frenzy or himself. “It’s why we all get along so well.”
Barricade looked down at his once leader before he looked back at Bumblebee with a semi-superior smirk on his face. “You have a better idea?” he drawled and motioned towards the fighting group with a small tilt of his head. “Your friends aren’t doing too well as it is and they actually have their weapons!”
Bumblebee glanced at where Optimus and the others were still on the defensive and sighed. “Tell me the plan.”
Skyfire was surprised to find himself at a bit of a loss. Usually everything that he studied, every tiny fact that he investigated with such skill he would find a simplified, perfectly reasonable answer with little to no trouble at all. Yet here he was presented with quite a baffling scenario.
It was strange that the well renowned Autobots were having such problems subduing one lone Decepticon. What he had heard from the rumor mills was that Optimus’ main squad was a force to be reckoned with. However it seemed as if they were not without their own faults.
A rather comforting fact given that Skyfire had been hesitant to remain with the mechs that he and his companion had encountered. Even though they had rescued them from what could have been a possibly indefinite term in Stasis Lock Skyfire had to keep some suspicion. It’s how he had managed to keep himself and Sunstorm alive all this time. Just because Optimus and his team claimed that the war was over didn’t necessarily make it true.
Optimus himself was indeed nothing like what the rumors had depicted him as. He wasn’t old for one, possibly no older that Skyfire himself. It was amazing that one so young could be the leader of such a powerful faction. Another startling factor was that while Optimus Prime perhaps bore the label of leader of the Autobots, he clearly listened to his companions and their opinions. Nothing like the peacekeepers that had emerged during those first cycles of unrest before the war whose words were practically law.
Trying his best not to dwell on those darker days, Skyfire was pulled from his inner musing as the group of humans suddenly appeared, scrambling over the snow and ice as they raced to get away from the swing of the Decepticon’s tail and out of the makeshift battle zone. Shockingly one of the humans actually began to climb up him to get away. Optics bright he stared at the human as he automatically brought up his hands under the small being in case the human lost his grip on Skyfire’s cold armor.
“Thanks!” The human grinned at him as he settled on Skyfire’s palm without so much as a by your leave turning back around to observe the fighting. Skyfire glanced down at the only person who could possibly give him some hint as to what he was suppose to do next but the small ‘Con was brushing the snow off his person, ignoring Skyfire completely.
“Er… you’re welcome,” he turned back to the human. “I think.”
“Hey!” A stunned voice called from the ground and Skyfire looked down to see one of the other humans glaring up at the one in his palm. “How’d you get way up there?”
“Dad!” one of the younger ones called out mortified.
“What?” The one in Skyfire’s palm called back innocently. “Come on Miles! It’s easy! It’s like climbing up a rock wall.”
“I’m good Dad, thanks,” the younger one huffed before turning back to watch the fight.
“Suit yourself,” the older human shrugged.
“Um…” Skyfire stared down at the human in askance.
“Steve,” the creature smiled up at him again as he waved to the humans still on the ground.
“Of course,” he nodded as if that was the obvious answer. “You are quite comfortable in this position?” he asked pointedly.
“Much, thanks!” Steve grinned back. Skyfire sighed as clearly the human wasn’t about to get down anytime soon and it would be rather rude to drop him considering Skyfire wasn’t quite sure how well an Earthling would bounce.
“Whoo! Look at them go out there!” Another one of the humans whistled as he watched the battle unfold, gaining Skyfire’s attention.
“I don’t think this is the time to admire their fighting skills Epps,” his companion chastised even though he himself was watching the fight with rapt attention. It took Skyfire a moment to realize that he was tracking one mech in particular and the large white mech looked over at the black weapons specialist as he tried once again to sneak up behind the scorpion but to no avail.
“Is this normal for them?” one of the other humans asked curiously. Skyfire glanced at the human curiously. In the short time he had been observing everyone, it was strange to realize that the Autobots and other humans alike were keeping a close observation on this one.
“You should know by now that it’s not Knight,” Will frowned at him. “I don’t think anyone was expecting to encounter Scorponok here.”
“You said he was in Qatar before?” the one called Knight continued. “Why would they send him here?”
“How should I know?” Manning huffed as everyone turned to look at him. “All I know is the Spartan was re-routed here after a speaking with the Washington staff.
“Better question,” Epps mused. “How did the units in Qatar catch him?”
“Well, they did have a box,” one of the other humans mused. “Perhaps they… I don’t know, corralled him in.”
“He’s not a cow dad,” the human whom Optimus had called “Sam” frowned. It was shocking to Skyfire that this small creature had been able to defeat Megatron. “I’m sure they had a whole platoon trying to catch him.”
“Doubtful,” Rumble drawled surprising the group with his contradiction.
“What?” Knight asked utterly baffled. “What do you mean?”
“Scorponok probably went underground and they probably had some sort of barrier to snag him in place.”
“And we can’t do that here because of the snow,” Will nodded in understanding. “It looks like Ironhide and the others are going to have to stop him the old fashion way.”
“It’s going to be quite a fight,” Epps chuckled.
“As long as they don’t come over this way,” the human in charge of the large vessel behind Skyfire stated. Captain Manning if Skyfire remembered what Optimus had called the small human correctly. “The last thing we need is any of them falling in the water. There’s no way we’re going to be able to get them out of it.”
“I’m sure Optimus and the others will keep the fight well away from the edge,” Will quickly reassured him.
“They better,” Manning huffed before his expression turned contemplative. “Looks like some poorly orchestrated hockey fight if you ask me.”
Epps burst out laughing while Will looked mildly appalled. “Captain Manning!”
“I call ‘em like I see ‘em kid,” Manning laughed. “Well I’m going to head over to the radio room and speak with the pilots of that Spartan. They’ll have to stay put until this mayhem is over with.”
“Wait for me!” Eddie called out as he followed the captain towards the gangplank.
“Thanks sir,” Sam called out with a small wave before he turned to his caretaker unit. “Dad, I’m going to walk around and meet up with Barricade and the others,” the young human, Sam spoke already turning to leave when a hand lased out and snagged his arm.
“Oh no you don’t,” the small ‘Con snapped, pulling the boy back. “The last think I need is Barricade coming after my aft! You’re staying right here!”
“Rumble,” the boy spoke in a low warning tone.
“Don’t care,” Rumble shook his head still refusing to release the boy’s arm. “Besides, you don’t want to get in everyone’s way do you?”
“But they’re not even fighting,” Epps protested baffled.
“Don’t be too sure of that,” the human in Skyfire’s palm spoke and the mech followed his gaze to spot the small group of ‘Cons speaking to the youngest Autobot.
“What are they up too?” Will mused looking pointedly at Rumble. Skyfire couldn’t help but turn up his audio receivers in anticipation of an answer, he himself now insanely curious.
The bluish mech disappointed both of them however when his simply shrugged. “How should I know?” he muttered sourly. “I had to save your afts, didn’t I?”
Will shot the mech a small glare but Sam quickly placed himself between the two, blocking the Ranger Captain’s gaze. “Thanks, by the way.”
Rumble shrugged indifferently, finally releasing Sam’s arm. “Like I said, Barricade would have had my head if I didn’t get you out of there, not to mention Frenzy.”
Sam face suddenly became rather read and his friend Miles gave him a small nudge with his elbow. Shooting his friend a small glare Sam turned back to Rumble with more questions. “How are they going to be able to do anything though?” he asked curiously. “They don’t have weapons and the ice is going to be a problem. Optimus and the others are having a hard time as it is.”
And they were. Skyfire had to give the small human credit for noting such a viable fact. The Autobots were having a hard time moving quickly while keeping their feet firmly under them and remaining upright. The Decepticon, with his multiple legs and body mass closer to the ground was having a much easier time making quick spins and fast movements and not slid on the frozen ground as much. “This is a strange planet,” Skyfire mused.
Rumble let out a sharp barking laugh. “You’re telling me!” he called up to the large mech. “Wait until you see the rest of it!”
Skyfire mulled over this announcement for a little bit as he continued to watch the scuffle. The only other mech not affected by the icy ground was Sunstorm and that was only because he was in his jet form and darting about over the fight cackling madly. As long as he didn’t actually move to participate in the battle, Skyfire was willing to let him have his fun.
For some reason, the group of Deceptions and young Autobot were kneeling in the snow, heads bent and working intently on something. Frowning, Skyfire leaned forward as if doing so would allow him to get a better look at what was going on even though their crouched forms were blocking his view no matter how far forward he leaned. A sudden yelp startled Skyfire out of his investigation and ensuring he was holding the human out to his side; Skyfire reached forward and snagged the Autobot that was sliding towards him before he went skidding right into the water.
“Thanks,” the other scientist gasped as he regained his footing on the slippery ground. “Almost went head first there. Hey Steve.” Steve waved from Skyfire’s hand.
“Is it really this difficult to subdue one lone mech?” Skyfire asked curiously, looking back at the still ongoing battle.
Perceptor’s glanced up in surprise, pausing briefly from dusting the snow off his person. “Normally no,” he said with a shrug as he looked back at the somewhat fight. “However the fact that we’re trying to not hurt him while he’s doing his hardest to kill us is putting the others a bit out of sorts.”
Skyfire frowned as he thought over the explanation. “A reasonable conclusion,” he said at length with a sharp nod.
“My conclusions are always reasonable,” Perceptor smirked.
Skyfire was of another opinion all together but he said nothing as he looked back towards the rather odd fight just as it seemed that Barricade, Bumblebee, and Soundwave along with the communication’s officer’s team were about to join in the fray. For some reason, Skyfire was suddenly very eager to find out the outcome of the fight and for the life of him he just could not figure out why.
The scorpion mimic was relentless in his fight against the larger Cybertronions. Despite the insurmountable odds, he knew that he would prevail. He already had the Autobots on the retreat and that was just how it should be in his processor. With a snarl and a snap of his pinchers he whirled around and went after the ankles of the silver mech that had tried to sneak up behind him, lashing his still damaged tail at the mech throwing him back.
By only doing just that one move, he scattered nearly all of the mechs that were within range as they quickly moved back away from the whirling mech and the scorpion instantly spun and leapt and the one closest to him. The Autobot however dodged away quite easily and Scorponok logged the mech’s white image into his memory banks, associating him with his quick speed and agility. He would have to plan more thoroughly to get to that one.
Another snap and a spin he quickly lashed his tail out at the black unit that was trying to sneak up behind him. The mech quickly retreated upon discovering that the scorpion knew of his presence. The black mech was instantly cataloged as one who would need watching at all times, as he was not above sneak attacks.
All in all, Scorponok figured that he had all their battle formations and separate skills pretty well documented. Now that he knew what to watch out for he could begin his attack in earnest and with that gleeful thought in mind, he pressed forward towards the large mech that was easily recognizable as Optimus Prime, the leader of the thrice-cursed Autobots.
He had only made a few steps however when a projectile suddenly entered his personal space and Scorponok went on the offensive, whirling about and lashing at the object with his tail. His tail made perfect contact, striking the object just above him and it should have sent the projectile off and away from him and towards the Autobots. Instead the object exploded in a spray of white powder and momentarily blinded both the scorpion’s sensors and monitors.
Surprised, the scorpion whirled about to stare at where the object had originated from to see the small group of mechs that had thus far stayed out of the small fray finally stepping into what Scorponok considered the “battle zone”. With a small internal snort, Scorponok was not surprised that the Autobot would need all the help they could to fight his lone self.
Quickly running the mechs heights and body types against his massive database Scorponok was stunned when the small ping he sent out automatically came back with a corresponding Decepticon signals alongside another Autobot. Stunned, the scorpion actually paused in his actions before moving once again, sweeping his tail towards the black Autobot as he once again tried to sneak up behind him, but that pause was enough for one of the Decepticons to hurl yet another white ball his way.
Classifying it as a not a threat, Scorponok didn’t bother to destroy the annoying white projectile so it was shocking when it hit his armor plating with a loud clang, pushing in a rather nice size dent into it. It was outrageous that something that was so easily smashed the first time could be so hard as to dent his armor!
A quick glance at the mechs that bore the Decepticon identification signal he quickly compared them to two separate stats. Neither was Blackout nor Megatron, therefore they were classified as unimportant nor should he heed anything that they tried to command. With a snap of his pinchers, he turned away from the Autobots, instantly calculating that they were not the bigger threat then the ‘Cons before him and awaited for this new challenge to engage him.
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Again, I am so sorry!
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