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  • Survivor

    By : bleedingink
    Category: S through Z > Transformers (Movie Only) > Transformers (Movie Only)
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    Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, nor am I making any profit by writing this.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-Survivor
    • 2-Chapter 2
    • 3-Chapter 3
    • 4-Chapter 4
    • 5-Chapter 5
    • 6-Chapter 6
    • 7-Chapter 7
    • 8-Chapter 8
    • 9-Chapter 9
    • 10-Chapter 10
    • 11-Chapter 11
    • 12-Chapter 12
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  • A/N: (((comm. speak)))
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    Ten years later…

    Ten years had passed. Funny how it didn't feel like that...most days. "Hold on, Slip...ah crap." Miller spoke into the mask that covered the lower portion of his face. His hands were clasped in a near death grip as his world spun at a horizontal spiral. Not that it would help him. He had no control over the F-22 Raptor jet fighter that was now barrel rolling through the air. His breaths came in sharp breaths as he attempted to use the breathing techniques he'd learned to keep from passing out. "Keep that up and we're going to need another barf bag."

    “Yes, we’d hate to have you clean out my cockpit… with a toothbrush.”
    Her gentle voice resonated within the tight confines of the jet as she executed another glorious move and, despite his growing nausea, Miller laughed. The mirth was cut short, however, as the jet made yet another move. For a while, he was silent; quite sure he'd spew his guts should he open his mouth. He swallowed several times. "You'd make me do that?" He finally asked.

    “Of course I would.”
    Slipstream picked up speed as she whipped through the low hanging clouds. But it wasn't long before two other Raptors appeared on either side of her chassis…

    "Uuuugh, definitely taking the train next time." He groaned as his body was pressed back into his seat. Miller would have figured he'd have gotten used to the amount of G force Slipstream could generate. No such luck. Still, he had to admit the view was phenomenal. His brown eyes shifted from the view of clouds and land below before going to the side panels as Sunstorm and Apollo appeared. "Where are we heading anyways? Don’t' tell me I'm suffering through just another joy ride."

    The femme fell into silence, knowing how her brothers could get when confronting the human. Miller watched the two other jets warily. They had yet to do anything maiming to him but he knew if given the chance they would. “For now, I’m looking for a cave… or something… somewhere to hide,” she whispered. He only nodded and absently turned his gaze down searching for the cave in question as well. She then took a nose dive, heading straight for a mountain, with the two other seekers hot on her trail. And then Sunstorm’s obnoxious voice came though the comm. link:

    (((You don’t want to play with us, Slipstream?)))

    “Miller… Hold on.”

    "Right."

    Slipstream jerked to the side and slipped through one of the mountain’s many crevices. Miller’s hands remained on the joystick absently and his feet shifted slightly in an attempt to act as a brace. He grunted as he was jostled about as a sharp turn was made. "Never going to get used to flying." He muttered more to himself. Deeper into the rock, she went, until she finally landed and rolled to a complete stop next to an underground lake.

    Miller couldn't keep from sighing in relief. His fingers uncurled slowly before raising and flexing slightly. He'd gripped so tightly that his joints were aching.

    “I apologize for that. I didn’t want them getting a chance to… you know…” Her cockpit swung open, allowing the man to exit.

    Miller carefully undid the straps that kept him from tumbling around the cockpit. The mask came off next before he stood. "It’s alright. I know how those two are." He said as he stretched his back. He hopped out of the pit landing surprisingly light. "At least I don't have to clean your cockpit out again." He pointed out as he walked to the lake's edge. Kneeling he ran his fingers through the cool water.

    She gave a lighthearted laugh at his last remark and transformed.
    Slipstream resembled her creator, yet her body was more slender and feminine. She even donned the same coloration, save for the pale streaks along her arms. Her crimson gaze watched Miller intently; “I wish you could meet him… My father, I mean.”

    He looked over his shoulder with a light smile. He hadn't changed much since the day he'd stumbled upon the hatchlings. Save for his hair being nearly shoulder length now and a few lines of age here and there, he was still in relatively good shape. "If he's anything like you then I wish I could too." He said lightly. Part of him dreaded the day Slip's father made his appearance. "Do you know if he's ever coming back for you guys?"

    “I doubt he will; I’ve only met him once… he was strict, yet I knew he cared for us to some extent. From what I’ve heard: Starscream is really an egotistical narcissist bent on overthrowing Megatron. Uncle says he brought us here so that we may survive and someday aide our father in doing so…” She sighed and took a seat next to the wall. “Uncle says Sunstorm is showing signs of being just like him; and Apollo—he’s so quiet; all he does is fly around. And me… I’m just a chick with good looks.”

    He listened intently to Slipstream speak about her father. He wasn't sure if her sighs were signs that she missed him or not. What kid didn't miss their father, alien or not. Miller straightened from the lake. "Hey, those are not the only attributes you have to offer. You're a kick as flier, levelheaded..." He spoke lightly. He ran a hand through his hair. "And god help me if your dad is any worse than Apollo." He muttered.

    “Oh, stop it!”
    If she were human, she would’ve blushed. “You may just feed my ego enough to surpass my brother.” Slipstream stuck her glossa out in a teasing manner.

    Miller chuckled. It amazed him how humanlike the jet's reactions were sometimes. "That wouldn't be a bad thing." He said raising his hands in an 'I'm just saying' kind of gesture. He lowered his hands again and began the process of exploring the cave a little.

    o---o

    Outside, Apollo and Sunstorm stood on the opposing outcrop; the lighter jet staring angrily at the cave entrance. “I can’t believe she’s friends with that fleshie,” he snarled. Apollo frowned and proceeded to flick a speck of dust from his shoulder. “Do you like him?” The dark seeker simply shrugged in response to his trine leader. “Of course you don’t…” Sunstorm seethed.

    o---o

    Slipstream smiled down at Miller, then glanced up to the damp rock above her.
    “It’s so cramped in here…”

    "Yeah, a little on the cold side too." Miller said absently as he flitted his gaze over the cave. As far as hideouts went, it wasn't the best but it wasn't worse either. "How long are we here for?" He questioned. “However long it takes… But if you’d like to leave now, we can. I don’t think they have enough patience to rema—“ She paused and stood up slowly. “Do you hear that?” she asked, spotting a few rocks that fell from the ceiling.

    "Well I would like to get some supplies if we're staying here and maybe some.......food...." Miller trailed off as his attention was called upward. He grimaced watching the rocks falling from the ceiling. Without thinking, he walked backward, careful to avoid the falling rocks, to place himself near Slipstream. Once in place, he dared to look toward the commotion coming from the entrance of the cave they had been hidden in. "Shit."

    Slipstream growled and flexed her wings in a defensive manner. “Stay back…” Sunstorm blasted his way through and hissed in annoyance; “Can we play with the human now, Slipstream?” The femme shook her head and pounced, causing Apollo to step aside to avoid the antics. And with his siblings busy, he averted his attention to Miller and simply stared at him.

    He felt his stomach drop to his knees when he heard the question. Why the hell would either of them want to 'play' with him. Miller took several stumbling steps back watching Slip pounce her sibling anxiously. Feeling eyes on him, the human looked up slowly spotting Apollo. Another step was taken back only to find that the wall was there. Miller swallowed hard.

    Apollo narrowed his optics and ignored the commotion as he reached down to take the human within his talons. “I have the flesh creature, Sunstorm.” "Slip!" Miller shouted as the talons wrapped around him. He pushed futilely against the grip as he was lifted off of the ground. The trine leader snickered and kicked Slipstream into the opposing wall, causing more rocks to fall; burying her completely. Miller’s struggling ceased watching rocks bury the femme transformer. "SLIP!" He shouted more concerned for his friend than for his well being. “Come on… Let’s go find Skywarp!” Both mechs quickly transformed—Apollo forcing Miller into his cockpit—and flew off in the direction of their younger, more immature uncle.

    He wasn't given the chance to see if she was alright before he was forced into Apollo's cockpit. Over all of the commotion he heard the name Skywarp. Great. Just great. He growled and kicked the gears of the mech's cockpit as hard as he could. He was probably going to die anyways.
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