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Opening Maneuvers
By : sefiru
Category: Transformers > G1 > AU/AR
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Opening Maneuvers
A Transformers fanfiction by Sefiru

Warnings: M/M, stickyfic, violence, angst
Rating: R, possibly higher
Pairing: OP/P
Disclaimer: I don’t own Transformers and I’m not getting paid for this.
GabrielC: I like writing scheming!Prowl way more than the bythebook!Prowl you see in some fics. It’s so much more fun. ^^
A bit short this time, since I’m trying to get something up for April 1 …
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Chapter 5: In Which There Are Twins
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Much to Optimus’s surprise, the raid on Megatron’s base had gotten the Autobots a couple of new recruits. The two bots, calling themselves Trailbreaker and Hound, simply turned up on the doorstep one morning; they were both road maintenance workers, and their reason for joining was that they had seen the Autobots oppose the Decepticons actively. It was good to have bots that believed in taking the initiative, though the aggression tended to worry him.
Speaking of initiative, Optimus had noticed certain tasks over the last week which were mysteriously done before he could get to them. It couldn’t be Jazz, because he had just as much work to do – but his claims that he knew nothing about it were patently false. He had to at least be in on it. Since the work in question was the least important of his tasks, and was correctly done, he wouldn’t say anything. Yet. Perhaps he was working too hard, not getting enough recharge. It was an old habit; Elita used to joke that she had to haul him out of the warehouse by his antenna.
He knew, now, that he would never get back together with her. Even if the Decepticons were defeated tomorrow, he would not give up the Matrix of Leadership. He would not be able to turn his back on these bots who called him Commander; not even their newest recruits, not Prowl, who never laughed even though he had a wicked sense of humor, certainly not all those who stood with him in the face of injury and death. No, he couldn’t rest yet.
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Sideswipe checked the propellant in his rifle, then glanced at his partner, Cliffjumper, who was doing the same. Another defensive action, this was, and the waiting was the worst part. They had to avoid being noticed by the Cons, which was annoying but made sense. What really stripped his gears was that they had to wait until the Cons started shooting, so that they could prove that the Cons had violent intent. Primus, he hated politics. This time Megatron was supposed to hit a gladiator arena, which was kind of weird; wasn’t that crowd already half Con? Maybe it was a publicity stunt. Anyway, at least this time around the Autobots had a solid plan.
After Prowl’s performance at chess and Quintesson Strike, Sideswipe had expected him to be full of ideas at the planning meeting. Instead he’d been full of questions: why did they carry that mix of plasma and rocket weapons? How many teams were they going to divide into? Why didn’t they send Mirage in beforehand, under stealth? Most of that hadn’t even occurred to Sideswipe. He just didn’t have the processor for operations planning and once the Autobots grew enough to have officers, he would leave all the tactics to them.
Prowl wasn’t here; Optimus had left him and the two other newbs to watch the base. It was a sort of test of trustworthiness, but Sideswipe didn’t have any doubts. Not when Prowl acted like he was attached to Optimus by cable. And not when that Hound bot so obviously had a crush on Mirage; it was hilarious. Prowl had compiled their battle plan in a format Sideswipe had never seen, a cascading tree of probabilities and if/then actions, cross-indexed and interleaved in a way that made his processor spin. He just downloaded it and hoped for the best.
In the distance, a shot rang out. Sideswipe was moving even before Optimus gave the word, and Cliffjumper was right behind him. < They’re on the arena floor, > Mirage reported. This triggered branch 3.0.2a of the tactical tree, conveniently linked to a route through the building. Sideswipe grinned as he charged through a service entrance. As he approached the arena floor, the shots came more frequently, and the audience was screaming. He hoped the arena staff would get them out fast. < Be advised, the competitors are engaging the Decepticons, > Mirage said. < Fire on confirmed Decepticons only. > Well, that was what Megatron got for trying to raid an arena.
The arena floor was total chaos. As Sideswipe came out into the open, he nearly stepped on a casseticon. There were at least thirty bots in the space, so tangled up that his optical chips had trouble sorting them out; the arena fighters used blade weapons and they had already inflicted some serious wounds. Energon mixed with the arena sand and churned it into mud. Bolts of plasma rained down from Mirage’s vantage point. Sideswipe saw that creep Soundwave and fired a shot at him. His back sensors tingled; he ducked, spun, and came up facing a pair of red-and-blue wings. Thundercracker? What’s he doing here? He’s a Seeker, not Megatron’s goon! Still, Decepticon. He shot Thundercracker in the knee, backhanded him out of the way and looked for the next bot.
It wasn’t a Con. It was an arena fighter. It was – himself; the exact same model, in garish yellow paint. His spark lurched in its chamber; the other bot – his twin – seemed to feel the same thing. They stared at each other for a long moment.
“I didn’t know I had a twin,” Sideswipe said.
“Me neither,” the yellow bot answered. “Name?”
“Sideswipe.”
“Sunstreaker. You’re not bad with that peashooter.”
Sideswipe grinned. “You look like you know how to use those thumbtacks.” Sunstreaker twirled his pair of daggers with a smirk. Out of the corner of his optic, Sideswipe saw a Con taking aim at him; he turned and fired a shot. “SLAG OFF!”
< Sideswipe, we could use some backup over here, > Optimus called.
Sideswipe looked over towards his commander, and then back at his twin. Sunstreaker hefted his blades. “I’ve got your back,” he said.
Sideswipe nodded and strode through the fight to Optimus’s side.
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The Twins get a bro moment ^^

In the next chapter: More of the Twins, Prowl is exasperated, and Optimus needs a bath.
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Opening Maneuvers	By : sefiru Category: Transformers > G1 > AU/AR Views: 3161 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers and make no money on this.

Opening Maneuvers