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Disclaimer: i dont own transformers and do not gain any profit from this story except for joy~...or starscream would be in his rightfull place....under megatron ;3

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Sinking in shame, the Saleen let the small human go, accepting her rejection of him.
He deserved her hatred and her scorn, he deserved to be left by her for what he had done, and knew, at that moment, she would not choose him as her mate.
Watching in numb desperation, the Saleen noticed how the vulture moved, slinking past him, following silently in the human's rapid footsteps.
Perhaps it was Laserbeak, thought Barricade, whom she wanted.
Leaving his quarters to get some air and escape his grief, the Saleen Decepticon silently and rapidly exited the headquarters, transformed into his vehicle shape and headed out into the incoming blizzard.
*sobbing silently unaware of her beloveds thoughts and actions she fumbled to open the simple blade and quickly brought it down over her wrist. no she thought he wasnt hers....never was...she was nothing to him. sobbing anew she cut her head hung in a frenzy not carring how bad it was or even if it killed her. simply that the pain would go away.*
"Nero...?" Laserbeak slithered up beside her, snapping the blade away from her grip.
"What are you doing?"
*she sobbed more giving a small wail of distress and curling up at the vultures feet sobbing untill she was to weak to even do that. her blood creating a crimson puddle around her and part of her wrist now simply ribbons of flesh. brokenly she choked out but a few words before passing out* i-i really am worthless freak *she whimpered then went limp her blood still flowing freely*
For the first time in his long life, Laserbeak felt his spark exploding in furious worry for a severely injured human.
Clutching her sliced wrist with a strong servo, the mechanical vulture tried to stop her from bleeding to death, finding it near impossible. Warm and coppery, her crimson blood pumped from the severed veins, colouring his silver armour and the surrounding bathroom in a grisly coat of red.
Changing his tactics, the assassin vulture dragged the unconscious human down on the floor to lie on her side, lifting her arm as high from her heart as possible to keep the pressure down from the wounds, and as there was a faint pause between her heartbeats, the flow of blood stopping for a brief moment, he quickly located the largest wounded vein, and pinched it shut with the fingers of his servo.
Once he had managed to stem the flow, limiting it to some extent, he kept the hold on the severed vein and dragged Nero with him to the locked door, produced forth his shoulder-mounted machine-guns, and blasted the door open.
*an almost peacfull look overcame the unconscious girl. her heart rate starting to slow and her breath becoming weaker. her hair wet from being dragged through her own blood, a trail of wet red and slowly drying lifes blood*
Clutching her in his grip with one claw around her waist, the other desperately holding on to her severed vein, his servo beginning to slip on the slick surface of her biological tissue, Laserbeak took to the air, heading for the sick-bay as fast as his wings could carry him.
*hanging limply in his hold there are a few moments when it seems i am not breathing at all but then a small whisp of breath can be heard before once again it would repeat*
Finding the doors to the sick-bay shut, Laserbeak took no time trying to politely communicate through the Intercom, and blasted a round of energon pulses, the Decepticon morse-code for emergency, against the doors.

Almost immediately, they opened, letting the vulture in.
Exhausted, Laserbeak managed to lift the unconscious girl up onto the immense slab where Decepticons received their treatment, and once she was safely in the care of the medic, he let go of her, slumping into a metal heap beside the slab, venting in exhaustion and worry.
*almost immediately after the pressure was released the blood flowed once more quick again. suddenly there was no pulse*
Quickly examining the dying human, being poorly skilled in treating such small, biological creatures, Knockout made a quick decision.
Unable as he was to find any means to stitch the severed veins back together, the minute surgery needed to save her life too intricate for him to perform, the medic did the only thing he could do. Gripping her wrist above the wound with a servo, he pinned her arm down against the slab, and severed her hand from the arm in one quick slice, cauterizing the wound shut with his welder.
*remaining still she layed there limp her heart stopped already needing a boost to get it beating once more or she would be lost to them for ever&
Placing his servos against her chest, the medic sent an electric pulse through her nervous system and scanned her for breathing and heartbeat.

Nothing.

Attempting it again and again, pushing down against her chest to get her to start breathing on her own again, connecting her to a machine that breathed air into her limp lungs, receiving no response from the small being in his care, the Decepticon medic felt more and more sure he was losing the small human.

"Step aside!"

Looking up, Knockout moved out of the way for the one who spoke, bowing his head in obediance.

White energy racing between the chrome fingers of his servos, Nihilus lay his hands on Nero's cooling body, sending the gathered and collectively stored power of the Primes into her body, a strong and ancient force co-mingled with the energy of the Matrix of Leadership and enhanced by the All-spark of Creation.
*like she had been struck her body arches eyes snapping open as she gives a loud gasp breathing in air. almost instantly she curls round her now missing hand and gives a small wail of pain trembling. tears rolling thickly down her cheeks as she weakly whimpers her heart once again beating. shakily she tries to pull the constricting air mask off, her eyes half lidded in pain*
Restraining her from moving, Nihilus clamped her down with his servo, sending a calming current through her body, pacifying her enough for the medic to finish his task.
Administering sedatives to soften her pain and ease her surgery, Knockout then moved her to a warm memory foam mattress, lay her down upon it, covering her with a tarp usually used for covering Decepticons terminated in battle, and fastened life-preserving IV's, sensors to measure her pulse, heartrate and bloodpreassure, and oxygen to her, waiting for the sedative to kick in so he could complete the surgery he had so crudely been forced to perform.
*it doesnt take long soon her weak body simply going limp with a final whimper her heart calming and her breathing leveling out once more. shes terribly pale and still covered in a fair amount of drying blood. her usualy silky hair now slightly matted with the red substance*
Keeping by her side, Nihilus and Knockout worked in silence, words unnecessary, the Prime concentrated on keeping her biological levels in equilibrium, and the medic, focused on the delicate work of stitching her arm back together.
After a while, Knockout frustratedly looked up at his superiour, his optics flickering in defeat. "I cannot save her hand, my Lord."
Nihilus blinked, nodding. "There might be another way..." he said, still keeping his hands against her, ready to send a new life-giving jolt through her if needed "-It has been tried before... but was never sucessful..."
"What?"
"A fusion."
Looking up, Knockout's optics wavered in disbelief. "... but... my Lord..." he said, not sure if he had misheard the Prime "... she is only human, after all... a simple..."
"SHE DELIVERED ME FROM STASIS!" Nihilus thundered at the medic's words.
"She is no mere human, Knockout!" he continued, pinning the medic down with flashing optics, white with anger. "She is ONE OF US, and now, I am ORDERING you to prepare for the Fusion!"
*meanwhile i still lay there lost in a blanket of darkness within my mind. one reacurring thought rushing through my head nonstop* im worthless. he doesnt like me*
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