Ghosts | By : bleedingink Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 2136 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ghosts IX
The trek back to the ruins was tense; Firestar glared at Arcee half the way, wanting nothing more than to beat the femme into the ground. But she soon felt a gentle hand upon her shoulder. Chromia silently reminded her of more pressing matters...
Back in the nest, Moonracer paced in front of the pods. She had them gathered into a small, comforting pile. "They should be here... It shouldn't take this long..." She turned to face the entrance and her face lit up with the sight of their leader, but that was shot down as a trio of Seekers followed in after her. Once the initial shock subsided, the pale-colored femme stepped in front of the glowing orbs, ready to give her life to protect them.
"Oh my..." Starscream peered around the youth's body, counting the cerulean sacs. "Eight?"
"Stay back, Screamer!"
Behind them, Skywarp sniggered; "She called you Screamer!" Thundercracker exhaled deeply and gave his younger brother a pointed look before returning his gaze to their trineleader. He didn't wish to bring harm to the unborn hatchlings, and would do his best to avoid it. Starscream gave a threatening sneer towards the female and roughly took her by the throat. "Your child will be the first to die!"
That's when a shot rang out, echoing off the debris, the bullet running straight through the Seeker's wrist. He dropped Moonracer with an ear-shattering shriek and ordered his brothers to shoot on sight. The pale femme scrambled to the pods and began to move them away from the crossfire. "Guys! Help!" she barked. The rest of the female Autobots were quick to act, relocating the glowing orbs. "It's about time they got here..."
"Wait..."
"What is it, Firestar?"
The crimson femme brushed her fingertips along the pod's surface and frowned deeply; "Something's wrong with her..." Greenlight pursed her lips and moved closer, looking it over. "They're stressed," she murmured, "This one, however, is in bad shape."
"What does that mean!? What's wrong with my daughter!?"
"Quiet, Firestar."
The females sat in silence while the noise grew louder with each passing moment. Firestar stared down at the pod between her ankles and watched as it trembled every now and again. �So... you think it�s a girl, huh?� Moonracer scooted closer. �How can you tell?�
�I just know...�
The young gunner smirked. �Yea, well... I think mine will be a femme too!� She reached down and wrapped her arms around the small orb; �Isn�t that right, my little princess? We�ll have tea parties and play dress up... how does that sound?� As she proceeded to coo at her unborn hatchling, the rest began to giggle. It was just what they needed to ease the tension; even Firestar had to smile.
And just as she was about to speak once more, another voice rudely interrupted: �Good to know you girls are okay!�
�Kup!�
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�Where are the others?�
The elder �Bot sat between Chromia and Greenlight, with one arm wrapped protectively around the latter. �They�re coming; just have to check out the surrounding area. Those damn Seekers never had a chance against us!� Greenlight smiled and gave a quick nuzzle; �Of course they didn�t.�
�Hey, guys! I think she�s trying to come out!�
Kup frowned, �It�s too early for that sorta thing...� He stood and made his way over to Firestar, inspecting the pod with concern glint in his optics. �The little ones ain�t supposed to reveal themselves until at least a month. Fast growth, but never heard of it being this fast...� He knelt by it and rested his hand along the side. �It�s definitely ready to hatch... All that moving around, the friction... It�s creating heat to make the casing more pliable.� And as if on cue, the soft membrane tore with a gush of fluid, and the sound of tiny, underdeveloped intakes caught everyone�s attention.
�Well?�
The Wrecker commander reached inside, barely flinching at the viscous solution covering his arms, and removed a very small blob that was a infant Cybertronian. She was premature due to the stress levels and shook from the abrupt chill crawling over her wet protoform. �She�s alive, Firestar, don�t worry...�
Kup used his finger to wipe away the fluid from around her face and looked her over; �She seems all right... Better let Perceptor check her out, though.�
Moonracer�s breath caught in her throat at the mention of her mate�s name, and the desire to have him there with her was overwhelming. She watched from a distance as Firestar and the rest of the femmes ogled over the newborn.
This is really happening...
She looked to her own hatchling pod.
I hope the little one will be okay... I hope you will be okay...
I�m starting to wonder if you really are female; that�d be cool! Like I said, we�d have parties and a girl�s night and share fantasies about hunky Seekers!
What am I thinking? It was the Seekers that damn near killed us...
I�m already a horrible mother.
Fuck. My. Life.
�Ah, it�s about time you guys made it!�
Moonracer jumped and tilted her head to get a better look. She whimpered his name upon spotting his battle-worn armor and got to her feet, racing towards him. For a moment, they were alone in their own little world, staring at one another, waiting for something, anything...
�I hate you,� she hissed.
Perceptor narrowed his optic and jerked her closer by the arm, pressing his lips to hers. The gunner swooned in his grasp before coming back down to earth, attempting to shove him off. �Why didn�t you shoot at them?� he asked calmly. Moonracer gaped and balled up her fists and dealt a hard punch to his jaw. �That was for-for... Um...� The scientist rubbed the area hit and took great pleasure in watching her face scrunch up in frustration.
�Perceptor, I need you over here!�
�We will finish this later, Moonracer.� A subtle smile graced his visage as he moved away, leaving his mate alone once again.
Yea, we�ll finish it alright...
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