Okay for this one it's het Holo! Playing around with it. Tell me how you like it!

Chapter 2

She was glaring at Megatron again; though that was no surprise.

That moment by the lake was several months ago; when they had gotten back Megatron had indeed been waiting. When he had transformed he braced himself for the rant, but Viper had butted in bluntly telling Megatron she had gotten him the contract and not to blow it. Of course she had called him 'Megsy' again; setting him off to chase and shoot at her.

She had merely laughed while shooting back; hitting him several times before disappearing into her room with no damage. Barricade had been ordered to go and watch her again. He had done so and as soon as he was settled into the room, Viperstrike descending on him to tinker with his armor; he realized that maybe it wasn't so bad after all.

Today she had exploded in her restlessness that had started consuming her. She had woken from recharge, hauled him out of the room to Megatron's throne room; demanding a day out.

"Why should I let you out? You're quickly becoming a useless nuisance!" She had snorted at the implied threat," Yeah, a useless nuisance who can kill your contract with my suppliers."

And as usual it had turned into a battle of wits and cunning," How dare you threaten me in such a way!" Which Viper was winning; again as usual.

She crossed her arms over her chest plates and grinned," I'm not one of your tin soldiers Megsy. I can and will do just that if I don't get out TODAY and NOW. Besides I'm the one staying here out of my own free will."

Megatron smirked," Oh really? Than why don't you just leave?" She gave him an falsely sweet smile," Why Megsy dear, that's because I have yet to pay you back in FULL for all you've done to me thus far. "Here her smile turned dark, an insane edge to it," And your debts only getting bigger." All of the Cons that had half a processor shivered; they knew she never made idle threats.

Megatron merely waved her off again, rather like a parent with an errant child; giving in to keep the perceived non-entity quiet," Fine, if it'll get you to shut up. GO but take Barricade with you."

Barricade saw the smile lessen but once her optics turned to his he could see the gleam of victory; Megatron kept giving in to her demands, making her superior. But Megatron never having been one for such games didn't even realize what she was doing.

Barricade also knew that since Megatron never 'slummed' it with his own men; that he didn't know of the dissent and rumors floating around the base. Con's were starting to doubt their leader; one who was losing word games to a neutral femme, giving into her demands, and lately losing battles because of his pride.

Now when it came to Viper many of the mech's respected her or, in the younger mechs cases, liked her. She was smart and if you stayed on her good side; open to having fun and laughing it up.

She was also a better at cosmetic repair and minor repair than many of the Med's, so she was often seen in the med-bay helping patch up the damage to their sorry hides. The fact that she did fixed them and could hold her own in a fight ,proven again by her frustration induced visits to the training areas, had endeared some of the soldiers to her as well.

All n all her base of truly loyal supporters was large and growing. When he told her about it she shrugged; stating," When you do the things I've done to survive and build a business empire you pick up a few tricks." It had been left at that.

Now they were heading back to that spot, the lake.

The place where he now knew something irrevocable had changed. And still he couldn't bring himself to care as they sped; racing one another in fun, side by side down the deserted stretch of road before turning into the woods.

They slowed and came to a stop, their Holos stepping out of their alt modes with laughter ringing around them," I beat you Barri dear!" He snorted," You did not you insufferable femme."

She pouted playfully at the teasing," I did too, so there!" she sticks her tongue out in a sparkling like gesture; he promptly returned it. With a small squeal of lighthearted affront she tackled him; turning it into an all out wrestling match.

When they finally stopped they were breathless and smiling; and the sight of her flushed face and fanned hair sparked something. He leaned his Holo down and kissed her ever so softly on the lips.

When he pulled back her eyes were half-lidded; he licked his lips in a human gesture and murmured," What are we doing?" She merely smiled, twining her hand through his dark hair with a purr. She pulled his head back down kissing him again.

With a mental sigh he shut his red eyes and pushed further into the kiss; her mouth opening beneath his. He gave a contented growl; this allowed him to press his tongue into her mouth.

Thus began the small dance of their tongues, the two slick muscles twined together over and over again; fighting for the dominance.

He pulled back again to nuzzle her neck. This felt so good, so right to hold her in such a way…

He kissed her often after that; during one such kiss she ended up perched in his lap, arms around his neck and his around her waist. When he pulled back this time, she laid her head in the crook of his neck; purring softly.

When the two fell asleep this time, they knew things had changed without having to look back. They also knew that such dreamy things could not last.

She was dreaming; that much was obvious. But dream about this? This moment in her life where it all came crashing down around her audio sensors. And the moment she truly became the femme she was now.

She had been but a sparkling when she had chosen her name. The war was freshly started, and they had needed for the sparklings with no creators to fight; so the name ceremony was moved up.

The Autobot namer had moved down the line of sparklings and she had watched from her corner with her odd red eyes. When he had finished, the namer had bowed and prepared to leave but a Nannybot had spotted him and pointed her out.

The namer had approached her, hesitating at the sight of her all to mature optics pining him in place. He had gotten over it, knowing that she needed to be named.

He settled his hand on her head and asked solemnly," Dear sparkling. Now is the time to look deep in ones self an-"

"Viperstrike." She had cut him off hearing him repeat the same thing for the others. His optics regarded her carefully," Such a name for an Autobot might cause trou-"

Again the little femme interrupted him, "I don't want to be an Autobot OR a Decepticon. I don't want to follow rules all the time; I want to be my own boss." All of this was said in a clear bell-like tone of a sparkling; with all the wisdom and age of an old Mech from the golden age.

Every one of the older mechs had fussed and caused an uproar. She had been brought before Prime himself, who had given her such a look of pity that it disgusted her. She had told him that too; his look of surprise was vastly satisfying to her.

She had been locked into solitary while they tried to figure out what to do with her. A few joors had passed when an attack had come; an energy surge had unlocked her cell door.

She slipped out and down the corridor, towards the sounds of fighting rather than away. Se had found a corner and sat in it, optics regarding the destruction and carnage of troops towards both sides dispassionately.

She had only moved when a seeker and his Bot opponent crashed into the ground near hear and rolled around throwing insults and blows.

She had seen enough.

Viper had strode out into the larger storage area where the battle was taking place; and over to a space pod. All the fighters in her vicinity had stopped an watched in bewilderment as the youngling opened the pod and prepped it for flight.

Now the whole storage facility had paused it's fighting to stare at her; she turned and waved a small hand at them, stating calmly "Oh don't mind me. I'd really hate to interrupt your oh so… important fight over a few crates of munitions and Energon. After all it's not like we don't have huge factories and Energon processors" here she stops and hits her forehead," OH WAIT! I forgot, they're gone because both sides kept destroying them."

She felt even better after her confinement at the flinches noted on both sides. After all what did one do when faced with the logic and seeming nonchalance over misfortune of such a young Cybertronian.

One Con and a Bot descended on her; obviously intent and taking the young one back for their side since she showed promise in the logic processing area. But before either could get to her the miniature vehicle was ready for launch and she hoped in quickly and was off before they could get her.

After that her life was filled with running, hiding, scrounging…fighting. The Bots left her well enough alone but Cons and hunters were persistent.

Until Earth; .This place was her home, her life, HER place.

And she'd kill anyone who tried to take it away. Anyone!

…

So now why did that fill her with such dread and apprehension?