Once everything regarding Nightstalker had been settled, everyone left save for Starscream who stayed behind for a minute, requesting that Knockout be careful when dealing with Nightstalker. He would hate to see such a pristine frame become the victim of an ill-tempered femme.
Knockout only nodded his consent before tidying up the med bay before contacting Nightstalker, informing her that she needed to come to the med bay for a routine check up that was overdue.
-I will be right there.- She replied, hoping that he could not hear the fear in her voice.
He retrieved his scanner and a powerful sedative in spray form, guaranteed to knock someone right out. If Nightstalker was indeed pregnant, he was not taking any chances, he did not want to be on the receiving end of the female Predacon’s might.
X X X
Before entering the med bay, Nightstalker sent a prayer to Primus; a god that she did not believe in that Knockout would not find anything. She also took a moment to calm her racing spark before entering the med bay, doing her best not to act as though she knew something was up.
“Ah, Nightstalker, thank you for coming on such short notice.” Knockout said, flashing a charming smile.
She ignored the urge hurl right there, she just smiled back and tried to be charming herself, no doubt failing miserably.
“The reason I called you down here is because you and Predaking have gotten rather… friendly with each other,” Knockout went on. “I just wish to make sure that you’ve been taking the proper precautions.”
Oh, I am sure you are. She thought with an inward growl.
Aloud, she simply stated. “I guess that makes sense, I don’t want to catch something.”
“Correct, now just hop up on the berth so we can get started.”
Nightstalker swallowed nervously before getting onto the medical berth.
Scanner now in hand, Knockout ran the beam over her. Primus, he hoped she was not carrying, killing clones was one thing but an innocent unborn sparkling was another thing entirely. The thought of telling Nightstalker to run for it and seek asylum with the Autobots, briefly crossed his mind, but he did not want to be on the receiving end of Megatron’s legendary wrath. Starscream wouldn’t be able to save him.
She tried not to stiffen as he scanned her; one of hands had become a fist, as she prepared herself to punch him out should he find something. She remained unaware that the medic had something to counteract her right hook.
“Hmm, the results are… indeterminate,” Knockout said as the scan finished. “I will need for you to open your chest plates so I can check on your spark.”
She resisted the urge to knock him out immediately, she just had to wait for the right moment, heck she might even risk killing him. Instead, she took another calming breath before opening her chest plates, once more praying that he did not find anything.
As he bent forward to look, she slowly raised her fist in order to knock him the scrap out.
He seemed to be looking at her spark for an unusually long time before saying with barely hidden relief. “Looks like you’re clear.”
She let out an inward sigh and she lowered her hand and opened her fist, unaware that her claws had dug into her palm, drawing blood.
Knockout quickly noticed it. “Hey, you should be more careful. Here, let me patch that up.”
She glanced down at her hand and blinked. “Oh, I didn’t even notice.”
Knockout remained silent as he patched her up then handed her a disc. “Here, have Predaking put this behind his spark. It’ll keep you from getting pregnant, this far into the war, we can’t afford that mistake.”
Nightstalker raised an eyebrow as she took the disc, slightly confused. “And just how does this little disc going to prevent that?”
“It blocks certain spark energy from building up to its highest point.” He told her.
“Ok, but only if you merge your sparks, which we haven’t and we’re not even bonded, just lovers.”
“As a femme, the chances of conception are higher because you don’t need to be bonded to another. If you were an un-bonded mech the chances would be smaller almost slim to none, you would have to bond with another in order to successfully conceive a sparkling.”
“Wow, that’s not sexist or anything.” Nightstalker said, dryly.
“Sorry, but it’s scientifically true.” Knockout replied.
“It’s still sexist. Um, your computer is blinking.”
Knockout turned around to look. “Oh, Lord Megatron is contacting me, you’re free to go and don’t forget to give the disc to Predaking.”
“Fine, fine.” She replied then left, she tossed the disc in the nearest trash chute on her way back to Predaking’s quarters.
X X X
Once Nightstalker had left, Knockout activated the computer screen and within seconds, Megatron popped up on screen. His head any way.
“You called, Lord Megatron?” Knockout asked.
“Yes, what are the results of this so called check up?”
“Nightstalker is in face not pregnant, I gave her the disc to use to prevent it from happening later.”
“She might not even be able to have offspring anyway.” Shockwave stated from somewhere off screen.
“Well, according to her chart, there’s no reason why she can’t.” Knockout said, trying not to sound snappish.
“It wouldn’t be on her chart.” Shockwave countered.
Knockout bristled. “Are you questioning my medical skills?”
“No, the data I have on her is prior to any recent follow ups.”
“Well, my data is current, and I’m telling you that she is perfectly capable of carrying.” Knockout said indignantly.
“Enough, both of you.” Megatron said in a rather annoyed tone.
“Yes, lord Megatron.” Knockout said, sulking.
“Good, Megatron out.” The screen with blank with a quite pop.
X X X
“My lord, I ask that you listen to me, despite Knockout’s medical chart on Nightstalker, I have doubts that she can even conceive.” Shockwave stated after Megatron cut off the conversation.
Megatron gave an annoyed sigh. “Either way, Knockout gave her the disc to prevent it from happening.”
“That was logical, yes. But I still wish for you to hear me out.” Shockwave pressed.
“Very well, continue.” The silver mech said, trying not to sound irritated.
Shockwave was relieved that Megatron was going to listen to him, despite his growing annoyance with the subject of the Predacons and possible pregnancies of said Predacons.
“During the first stated of incubation of the protoforms, there was an unexpected glitch with one of them.”
Megatron’s eyes narrowed slightly. “What kind of glitch?”
“That’s the problem, I’m not sure.”
“Try to explain it.”
Shockwave was silent for a long moment as he tried to thick of a logical explanation of the strange anomaly.
Finally sighed and admitted. “There is no logical explanation, my lord. But as it worsened, I feared that it would spread to the others and I decided that the most logical option would be to abort the protoform.”
“And did you?” His master asked.
“No, the glitch or complication seemed to fix itself before I could abort.”
“I fail to see how this is even relevant now.”
“It was Nightstalker’s incubation tube,” Shockwave stated. “As she grew, I kept a close watch on her and learned during a required scan that her gestation chamber was deformed. Making it impossible for her to carrying, if in the unlikely possibility she was able to conceive she would most likely lose it, unable to carry the spark to term.”
Megatron fell silent as he absorbed the information that Shockwave had just dropped in his lap, however before he could delve deeper into it, a door opened and a Vehicon walked in.
“My lord, the scouting parties have located two energon veins.”
Megatron’s optics brightened and any thoughts of Nightstalker’s possible infertility slipped from his mind, at least of the time being. “What are the locations of both mines?”
“One is the mountains; the other is location in a dense forest in Europe.” The Vehicon replied.
“Send parties to both and secure them.”
The Vehicon nodded once in reply before leaving the room.
“We’ll be able to secure then far easier should we send the Predacons to each site,” Shockwave advised. “Predaking should be sent to the vein in the Mountains while Nightstalker is sent to the one in the forest.”
“Excellent idea, Shockwave.” Megatron said. “By the way, do you still have an energon disturber shield?”
“Only the one, Lord Megatron.”
“I see, then we should use it on the Forest Mine, the defense of the Energon mine in the Mountains should be easy enough to defend.”
“A most logical idea, I shall give it to Nightstalker when she reaches the Command Center.”
X X X
Nightstalker screamed Predaking’s name, her back arching as her climax tore through her, making her see stars. She hadn’t stood a chance against Predaking, the second she had returned, he pounced. Not that she was complaining, with this pleasurable distraction had melted all troubling thoughts replacing them with those of mind-blowing pleasure.
She gave a soft moaning mewl as he cleaned her up with only his glossa before coming up to lay down beside her, thought his kept a hand firmly between her legs, softly stroking her silken folds.
Her optics remained dark with sated pleasure, enjoying the feel of his hand between her thighs stroking the treasure that nestled between them.
“I do believe you have thoroughly convinced me,” She breathed. “You are a big bad dragon, my big bad dragon.”
Predaking smiled then kissed her. “Good, although I am more then happy to continue to convince you.”
She tasted herself in the kiss then gave a little gasp of pleasure as he gently pinched a sensory node. “I-I would greatly enjoy that, my King.”
His optics twinkled; he loved the way ‘my King’ sounded on her lips, it sounded so perfect and so right.
“Hmm, by the smell coming off you, I’d say you are ready for another round.” He removed his fingers from her folds then walked her as he licked the sweet nectar from his fingers, he could tell just by watching her that she was turned on.
“How did you g-guess?” She gasped as he entered her with one smooth thrust.
He only chuckled before claiming her lips in a searing kiss, one she was more then happy to return.
However, before they could really get going, a knock interrupted the tender moment, making both Predacons growl in annoyance, offended that their fun had been so rudely interrupted!
“What?!” Predaking snarled, optics blazing with barely restrained rage.
“M-My apologizes,” Came a terrified reply. “B-But Lord Megatron and Shockwave wish to speak with the both of you in the Command Center.”
If it were possible in Predaking’s current form, smoke would have most certainly spilled from his nostrils.
“Very well,” Predaking growled, wondering what they could possibly want. “We’ll be there in a moment.”
“I-I’ll inform them right away.” There was a sound of running feet, which meant the messenger had taken off.
“I guess play time is put on hold.” Nightstalker stated as Predaking pulled out of her.
“At least for the time being, later we can go back to having fun.” Predaking purred.
“I’ll look forward to that.” She replied.
Predaking smiled, also looking forward to later.
X X X
Hearing the familiar foot falls of the two Predacons, Megatron turned around to address the pair, his gaze locked on Nightstalker for a moment before Predaking spoke.
“You summoned us, my lord?”
Woof, woof. Nightstalker thought with some annoyance.
“I did, the scouts have unearthed two energon veins, I need the both of you to protect them.” Megatron replied. “The Autobots will no doubt make an effort to capture one or, if possible both mines.”
At the mention of the Autobots, Predaking’s optics brightened with interest, he hoped they would show up, so he could tear them apart. Nightstalker’s eyes also brightened with interest but for an entirely different reason.
“And where will you be sending us, my lord?” Predaking asked.
“Like lord Megatron said, there are two mines,” Shockwave put in. “Nightstalker will be guarding the mine hidden in the forest, while you will be guarding the other located in the Mountains.”
“Sounds reasonable.” Predaking commented.
Shockwave then approached the pair with two separate devices; Nightstalker easily recognized one of them, some time ago, the one eyed scientist had created transmitters that would allow the miners and other Decepticons to understand Predaking and herself while in their beast forms. He called it a transmitter; Nightstalker saw it as a collar, a symbol of ownership.
“What is that?” Predaking asked as he spotted the unfamiliar device.
“It an energon scrambler, it disrupts energon signals, making it difficult for outsiders to get a lock on the location. This is the only one we have and it’s been malfunctioning for a while, I just recently repaired it.”
Yeah, right. Nightstalker thought sarcastically as Shockwave gave it to her.
“What exactly is she meant to do with it?” Predaking asked.
“I’m sure drop kicking it will only be counter productive.” Nightstalker smirked.
Megatron inwardly rolled his optics. “Just keep it with you.”
Once Nightstalker had the scrambler, Shockwave then handed them the voice transmitters/collars.
Shall I roll onto my back so you can pet my belly? Nightstalker thought sarcastically as she took it from Shockwave and grudgingly put it on.
X X X
“Going for the mine located in the mountains will be impossible; it will only give the Decepticons the advantage. We will have greater success in seizing the second,” Optimus stated as they went over battle plans. “Bumblebee, Ultra Magnus, Ironhide, Bulkhead, and-“
“I’m staying with Wheeljack.” Arcee stated, cutting him off.
“Very well.” Optimus said then watched her leave.
“What makes you think the Cons won’t have an advantage in the forest?” Ironhide asked.
“Ratchet made a signal scrambler, it will prevent those at the mine from calling for reinforcements,” Optimus coolly replied. “Megatron will most likely send Nightstalker to protect the Forest Mine, she may lack experience in hand to hand combat but we must remain cautious, regardless.”
[I promise I won’t flirt with Nightstalker again.] Ironhide said as Ratchet activated a ground bridge portal.
Ratchet rolled his eyes as he snorted in mild amusement and watched as they rolled out.
X X X
The moment Nightstalker was alone, she took out the energon scrambler, glanced around just to be sure she was alone before she dropped it and processed the stomp on it a few times. Satisfied, she picked it, looked at it for a moment before tossing it over her shoulder where it landed a creek with a splash.
“Whoops.” She smirked before walking off to hunt.
Sorry, Shockwave, but your welding skills suck.
X X X
After orders were giving, Ironhide took point and scouted ahead, he made sure to watch his footing so he wouldn’t give away his position to the enemy. After a few minutes, he came across a set of tracks; they were fresh and headed east.
These weren’t made by anything from this planet. He thought before crouching down to get a better look.
He contacted Optimus with his find.
-What did you find?- Optimus asked.
“Tracks, made by the female Predacon, they’re not deeply embedded into the dirt, so she’s not just standing around.”
-Have you spotted her or just her tracks?-
“So far just her tracks, I don’t think they’re heading toward the mine, if I had to guess, she’s probably hunting.”
There was a moment of silence before Optimus spoke again.
-Follow the tracks and see where they lead, be sure to stay out of sight. When you find her, send the coordinates.-
“Understood Iron- what?”
-I said stay safe and watch your back.->
“Understood, sir, Ironhide out.-
Ironhide couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Stay safe, he says. Who is he kidding?
He kept his blaster cannon at the ready just in case he had to shoot something or someone. He crouched suddenly when an animal like scream ripped through the forest, it ended just as quickly.
Ok, I don’t even want to know what that was. He thought before heading in that direction.
With a couple seconds, he spotted Nightstalker’s black and red striped pattern form, the Predacon was in her animal form, crouched over a large dead thing.
Disgusting. He thought before sending Prime his location, while staying out of sight.
-She’s a half mile from the Mine’s location, we should have plenty of time to seize it.-
“What do you want me to do with Nightstalker?’
-Leave her be and come back, we’re going to need your help in taking the mine.-
“Understood, Ironhide out.”
X X X
Optimus waited for Ironhide to return, he glanced over his shoulder and saw that his Autobots were growing uneasy no matter how hard they tried to hide it.
“The longer we wait; the chance of getting caught grows.” Bulkhead stated.
“It is a risk that we will have to-” Optimus started when a ruckus cut him off.
Simultaneously, their weapons came to life and pointed in the direction of the sound of breaking trees.
“Hold your fire,” Optimus said after a few seconds. “It’s only Ironhide.”
“How can you tell?” Bee asked.
“He did the same thing back on that Jungle Planet.”
“Wouldn’t it be easier to just go Hey, it’s me?” Bulkhead asked.
“Not his style.” Prime replied.
“And what fun would that be?” Ironhide asked as he stepped into a small smirk on his face.
They put their weapons away as Prime approached the black plated Autobot.
“We will need to seize the mine as quickly as possible, before Nightstalker returns to it.”
“We’d better hurry then,” Ironhide replied. “There’s no telling how long she’ll be out eating.”
“Eating?” Bee echoed. “Eating what?”
“Trust me, kid. You don’t want to know.”
Bee suppressed a shiver before following after the others as they moved out.
Optimus took the lead while Magnus stayed in back just in case of an ambush from behind.
It took them a couple minutes before Ironhide spotted the entrance to the mine and noted the small number of guards.
“They must believe that with Nightstalker around, guarding the entrance is not a necessity.” Prime commented.
“They’ll regret that decision soon enough.” Ironhide smirked.
“Autobots! Seize the mine!” Optimus boomed before charging with Ironhide close behind him.
Their ambush caught the small number of guards completely off guard, one tried to call Nightstalker only to receive static and sword through the chest. They easily mowed down the Vehicon Troopers, completely unaware that Nightstalker was watching them. She would let them take the energon before making an appearance.
X X X
“Sir, we don’t have the proper resources to keep the mine secure, I advise that we gather as much energon as we can.” Magnus reported once the Troopers were gone.
“We can use these carts!” Bee exclaimed.
“Good call, Bumblebee.” Optimus replied.
They quickly got to work and easily filled three carts full of Energon, while Ironhide remained near the entrance of the cave, just in case more Cons showed up.
He glanced over his shoulder just as Optimus came into view followed by Bulkhead and Bumblebee; both were pushing carts loaded with mined energon.
“I guess we won’t have to worry about running low on energon for a while.” Bee grinned.
“Don’t celebrate just yet, look.” Bulkhead stated flatly, pointing.
Four pairs of optics looked in the direction to where Bulkhead was pointing and Bee’s grin fell when they spotted Nightstalker, in her beast form standing just outside the shelter of the trees.
Optimus stepped forward his mini gun at the ready, by stepping forward, he brought Nightstalker’s attention on him alone.
She eyed the weapon warily before looking at the bodies of the slain Vehicons.
“I must say, I’m quite impressed. You clearly thought this through.”
Everyone fell silent, stunned that she was talking while in her beast form, Optimus was the first to notice the collar like transmitter she was wearing, no doubt designed she so could while in her current form.
Ironhide moved from his current position to get a clear shot at Nightstalker just in case she tried anything.
Her gaze briefly fell on Ironhide before returning to Optimus, she gave what sounded like a chuckle mixed with a growl, it made the scout flinch at the sound. “If I had wanted to stop you, I would have done so the moment I scented Ironhide.”
“And why didn’t you?” Optimus asked ignoring the offended pout Ironhide was currently making.
Nightstalker suddenly lurched forward, causing the small raiding party to aim their weapons at her ready to fire when the Predacon regurgitated her latest meal.
“That is just disgusting.” Ironhide grimaced as he looked at the steaming pile.
Nightstalker shook her head and stepped back before transforming unsteadily to her bipedal form, her head swimming.
Seeing that she was about to topple, Optimus quickly stepped forward and caught her before she could hit the ground, most likely face first into what use to be her lunch.
“Easy now,” He said softly. “You’re not well.”
Nightstalker turned her unfocused gaze on him and chuckled softly. “Well, aren’t you the gentlemen.”
Optimus quickly noticed how hot she felt against him, she also shaking.
Magnus easily noticed what was on Optimus mind and he quickly spoke up. “Sir, are you sure this is wise?”
“She’s sick, Ultra Magnus.” Optimus stated.
“I can see that, sir. But she’s still a Predacon.”
“I… I’m not going any where with her.” Bee said voice unsteady.
Nightstalker shook her head as she tried to clear it, with whatever strength she had left; she forced herself out of Prime’s arms. Seeking them out had clearly been a mistake this wasn’t going to work. She took a few unsteady steps, shifted back into her beast form, walked a few yards away before her weight gave out on her and fell unconscious.
“That settles it, Ironhide, give me a hand.” Optimus said, shaking his head as he approached the unconscious beast.
Ironhide sighed before running over to help; they quickly found out that Nightstalker was heavier in her beast form. If he hadn’t come to Prime’s aid, picking her up would be nearly impossible.
[Ratchet, get the med bay ready. We have a patient for you and you’re not going to like it.] Ironhide said.
Annoyance immediately filled the bond. [What did you do now?]
[I didn’t do anything!] Ironhide protested, offended by the accusation.
[If it’s not you, then who is it?]
[You’ll see when we get there. Open the portal before more troops show up.]
His mate didn’t reply, but a moment later a portal burst into life a few yards away, Optimus sent the other in with the Energon before he and Ironhide carried Nightstalker through.
Arcee is going to kill me.