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A Series of Events	By : zypherion Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers,nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. I do own copyrights to all OCs in this fic.

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More months passed and I had settled into a routine of getting reports gathered and delivered on a daily basis. All of the newly created were still confined to base for the most part. We did go out now and again under escort of the veterans in the group. The times we did go out was more for weapons training or combat training. The Hot Rod patrol, being smaller than even the minibots of the group, had to train with the shorter of the minibots vets and battle each other when combat training was to be had. It took awhile for the new mechs to get used to the idea it was okay to fight me in combat training since I had to learn just like they did. Ironhide was the main vet for combat training us of a certain height while Brawn dealt with the Hot Rod Patrol. Prime would watch on to see how we progressed. As we got better other vets were brought out to test our skills. It became apparent that as we trained with the vets in combat or weapons that Ironhide and Brawn would make sure things were kept to a battle field type feel. We were encouraged to use the tactics we were taught as if we were fighting the enemy and not one of our own. The vets had no problem putting us on our backs, sides, chests and what have you so we should do the same. By July we had nearly gone through all the vets of the group, except for three which Ironhide said would be our last test because those mechs were known for thinking way outside the box when it came to thinking up of ways to bring down someone in hand to hand combat. The three were Shark, Sideswipe, and Sunstreaker. The twins I knew were going to be trouble, being brothers they would obviously team up against an opponent, but could just as easily take one on one. The meaning of Ironhide's words about how these three would fight was made quickly known as each of us had a turn trying to outwit them as we fought them.
Since I got to watch the mechs go at it first, I had the benefit of learning from them. Or more specifically learning how each vet was fighting so I could use it against them. But as things progressed it was obvious that they didn't quite use the same tactics twice so there some fights that ended with the vet victorious. A couple of the mechs got past Sideswipe, but not past Sunstreaker or Shark. Couple more got past the twins, but not past Shark. Couple more failed all three. One nearly had all three, but Shark pulled such a move on him it had everyone stunned. Finally it was my turn, and I was the last to go too. The three vets didn't seem at all tired; in fact they only looked suitably warmed up. Sideswipe came at me first, as he had with all the others. I was prepared for the unexpected, for there to be no repetitions of previous moves. I wasn't disappointed in that regard. Though I was quite annoyed that he was trying to cop a feel during the fight. I certainly was not going to put up with that and pulled out a move that only a female human would know.. the old knee to the groin. Sideswipe dropped right then and there. Nearly all the mechs stood stunned. Sunstreaker adamantly complained to Ironhide that it was a low blow move; but the old vet would not hear it. Shark though applauded. Sunstreaker turned his ire upon me as he came at me for my next combat test. The mech was letting his anger guide his movements and that was to his detriment. Though I did take a few strikes from him, I certainly made him pay for it. The rest of the newbies were beginning to cheer me on since they had long since learned I wasn't going to hold back my punches and could be an utter bitch when I wished to be. Sunstreaker went down and Ironhide called the fight over.
So it was now Shark and I in the final test. Unlike the twins, Shark was a lot more relaxed as he approached. He was sizing me up critically as he shifted into a stance, flashing a hint of his pointy. I sized him up too, shifting my weight in counterpoint to how Shark was positioned. "Begin." Ironhide stated. It was on quickly enough as we both moved to strike, both of us moving to defend against those strikes. It was eerie, and it got only more so as the fight progressed. Punches and kicks that were issued were countered, it was like we mirrored each other. There was an odd silence from all of those watching. A sweeping kick from Shark was jumped over and my punch following it looked like it might land, but at the last moment Shark jerked and rolled away. He was on his feet in an instant and pivoting on his foot, using the momentum for a high kick. I ducked under and stepped forward, trying for a tackle. Surprisingly it actually connected, my weight and inertia sending him to his back with me on top. That odd spark flux made itself known all during the fight, but it was especially strong with us pressed against each other. It distracted me just long enough for Shark to literally sink his teeth into the side of my neck. Ironhide called an end to the fight right after my scream trailed off and Shark had forcefully yanked his teeth free. I clamped my hand on the wound as energon, lubrication, and coolant leaked from it. The look on Shark's face was immediately repentant, but the damage had already been done. Ironhide helped me to my feet and escorted me to med bay so Ratchet could work on me. As we walked I could hear Prime's tone toward the three vets about their behavior, though I certainly didn't hear it all, I sure got the feeling there was going to be some brig time involved.
The leaks were fixed as were the bite marks and I stayed in med bay until Ratchet was sure there weren't any other issues that would crop up. Meanwhile the rest of the trainees had entered to get any damage taken care of by the others on medical duty. The three vets arrived only after they were all done with all of us and were allowed to leave. As I left and headed toward my room I heard 'clang' three times and all three yell "OW!" one after the other in rapid succession. Ratchet had no doubt flung wrenches and scored. I learned later that once they had been cleared by Ratchet that all three of them were put in the brig in solitary confinement. Prime came to me personally to inform me of this since I was why they were in there. Sideswipe for his trying to cop of feel, Sunstreaker for getting mad at how I dealt with it, and Shark for the neck bite. He asked me how long I thought they should remain there. I thought about it then told him for as long as it took to realize why they were in there and to ask to apologize to me. Prime accepted that and left.
It was the next day that Prime came to my door and asked me to come with him to the brig. Once there he called out, "Who wanted to speak to Barracuda?"
A hand waved out of a brig, I recognized it belonging to Sunstreaker. I headed over to stand at his cell. "Yes Sunstreaker?"
He nodded, "I know I blew my top over a move that I would never even conceive of pulling on another mech, but I respect the fact that you did so since my brother was getting a bit too grabby for his own good. So I just wanted to say that I was sorry for losing my cool with you and attacking you in anger. It won't happen again."
I took a few moments then said, "I accept your apology."
A movement of a hand off to my left drew my attention; "Uhm Barracuda?" came Sideswipe's voice.
I walked over to his cell, "Yes Sideswipe?"
"Er... well... I know I shouldn't have... you know... tried to touch you inappropriately while we were fighting. I guess it's been too long since any of us fought a femme and... well... it was a bit of a turn on. Still though, I should have fought more appropriately and not let my hands wander like that unless they were invited to do so. I won't do it again. I really am sorry for what I did and hope you'll forgive me."
I crossed my arms, considering for awhile, then nodded, "All right, I accept your apology." I waved Prime over to me.
Prime walked over, "So did you get what you wanted Barracuda."
I smiled a hint, "Yes sir. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe have realized their error and apologized."
He nodded and opened their cell doors, "Then you two are free to go. But I warn you again do NOT pull what you did again."
They both saluted, "Yes sir." then ran out of there.
I glanced toward the last cell. Prime put a hand on my shoulder, intoning, "He is not ready to speak to you yet. He told me earlier that he knew what he did was wrong, but it was better he remain in solitary until he felt it was appropriate to follow your request for release."
I sighed softly and nodded. "Very well. Let me know when he's ready sir."
Prime nodded, taking his hand off my shoulder and I headed off back to my room.
A week later…
I took the initiative to head into the brig area and stopped at the cell where Shark was being held. "So you about done punishing yourself Shark?" I asked.
Shark was lying back on the cell berth, quite still. "If you mean am I going to apologize and say what needs to be said to spring myself then no I'm not done."
I frowned, hands going to my hips, "Really. And what if I say you are done?"
"Still ain't coming out." Shark replied.
"Fine then Shark. Sulk all you want, but we both know Prime will not let you sit in there forever and he can order you to be done with it. I've already moved on from it. You should too." I told him then left him to his solitary confinement.
Another week passed, Prime had to step in and order Shark to state why he was in there to me and that he was sorry. Which he did grudgingly, then went straight to his room. Over the next two weeks the only time anyone saw Shark was to take his patrol shift.
A knock at my door stirred me out of recharge, "Who is it?" I called out.
"It's Shark. Can I come in?" he asked.
I shifted myself up to a seated position and called out, "Come in." The door opened and he walked into my dark room. "Lights to 10 percent." I intoned. The lights dimmed on, giving just enough light to see him standing there near the door. In his right hand was a bouquet of flowers.
He walked over and set them in the hand thrown vase that was given to me for Valentines, "Happy belated birthday."
I was stunned a moment, then nodded, "Thank you Shark." I shifted over to sniff at the flowers, "Hard to believe I've been here a year already."
He watched me quietly then said, "One of many Barracuda. By the way, sorry about the bite to the neck."
I looked up at him, "You already apologized for that."
"Under orders." Shark stated, "This is when I would have been ready to offer it as I figured this would have been enough time in solitary."
I got up, "I see, then I accept your apology. Again."
He nodded, "Good. Oh, by the way, I overheard Jazz and Prowl talking to Prime. Seems Jazz will be giving out the results of his data collection on that experiment of his back in February. Prime told them to keep it low key so I expect it will probably be a written note or a radio call."
I moved over to the vase and picked up the vase to take it over to a set it nearer to my berth, "Figures he couldn't let it rest. Thanks for letting me know."
Shark replied, "Sure thing. I'll let you get back to your recharge." He turned toward the door, which opened up and he headed out.
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