Aww, I'm always so mean to Red, I decided to switch the tables for once.
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Inferno sighed as he dropped the energon cube onto the table. Once again, a shot at love had been wasted. The femme he had been pursuing had suddenly started avoiding him, a sure sign that what was starting to be a wonderful relationship had once again gone down the drain. "I don't know what's wrong with me." Inferno complained to Jazz in the crowded cafeteria. "Every time I try, the femme's suddenly seem to get chased away or something."
Jazz snorted as he took a sip out of his own cube. "Maybe it's because you're friends with Red Alert?" he teased gently. It seemed like the entire Arc knew that Red Alert had a crush on Inferno, except for Inferno. Poor Red Alert would always vanish whenever Inferno brought in his newest love.
Jazz took another sip as Inferno contemplated this. "No. I didn't have time enough to introduce her. Besides, what's wrong with Red Alert? He's a perfectly fine mech." Inferno grumbled.
Jazz wondered if Red Alert still had any hope of claiming Inferno for his own. Then decided that the security director did not. After all, unless he confessed, Inferno would forever remain oblivious. "Well, well, well." Jazz muttered, surprised. "Here comes the security director right now—"
"Inferno, Jazz, Twins, get over here now!" Red Alert roared into the crowd. The bots fell silent as the confused mechs moved to where Red Alert stood glaring. "What happened to you lot? We've been trying to contact you over the links for the past three breems."
Jazz frowned and lifted his up. "My link's on and working perfectly fine."
Red Alert's scowl just grew deeper, and he motioned them onwards. "Come along then. Prime summoned you about five breems ago, and has been waiting ever since."
The group exchanged puzzled glances. Inferno was the first to speak. "What for?"
Red Alert said nothing, leaving an even more confused group in his wake. Red Alert would often indulge information to Inferno; in fact, a mech could tell just how Red Alert was feeling by the longer he would talk to Inferno. On good days, he might spend a long time listening, on bad days; he would talk, often mumbling at best.
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Finally, you lot are here!" Prime snapped. He was defiantly agitated as he shifted in his chair, and glancing at the clock. "Why didn't you answer your pagers?"
"We had them on, but they never received any messages." Jazz replied, as the twins exchanged knowing glances.
"It might be because of Wheeljack. He said that he was developing a new jammer."
BOOM! The sound echoed for a few moments, and the pagers blinked with a brand new message. Actually, ten new messages. Red Alert shook his head; the angry tension that seemed to of marked his way to the room, seemed to drain from his body.
Prime shook his head, and said, "Now, as you know, we're attempting to build up a good relationship with this planet. Unfortunately, there have been problems. In order to change those problems, I'm sending all here in this room except Prowl to the main city and to start getting to know the citizens."
Sideswipe pointed to his antisocial brother, "Including him?"
"Yes, if you get attacked, Sunstreaker will be there to help. However, if you are not attacked, Sunstreaker, you will be on your best behavior. Understand?"
Sunstreaker nodded, scowling. Then Inferno realized something. "So, Red Alert is coming with us?"
"Yes. Any more questions?" Without waiting for a reply, Prime said, "Dismissed. Prowl will further explain your mission."
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Inferno hummed happily to himself as he drove along. Red Alert drove next to him, listening to the happy humming sound. "Well Inferno," Red Alert said hesitantly, "How did your date go with the femme last night?"
Inferno sighed at the question. "Not so well. This morning, when I tried talking to her, she gave me the cold shoulder."
Red Alert muttered something, and said in a louder voice, "Hmm. That's interesting."
Red Alert could hear Jazz choke and the twins engines revved once. Inferno muttered, "You seem to get such joy out of listening to my love life fail miserably."
Red Alert sighed, "If you remember, it's you who usually comes wailing to me about how such-and-such was actually in love with another, and you were just being used. Maybe you should look elsewhere?"
Inferno fell silent at that, and the other three dropped back a little. Far enough that it would help Inferno speak, but not so far back that they couldn't hear what Inferno was about to say. "Well Red—"
BOOM! Inferno yelled incoherently as an explosion rocked the ground nearby. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were instantly up and running, reminding each other how many points each Decepticon was. Jazz moved up beside Inferno and Red Alert as he said, "We need to get out of here! There's an entire army of 'cons coming up behind the three attacking us—"
Another loud explosion rocked the ground. Jazz roared to the twins, "fall back! We have to get to the Arc!"
The twins ignored him as they ripped apart the three who were foolishly attacking the Autobots. Red Alert decided to resort to blackmail. "Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, unless you get back here now, I'll send Prime a video of you two painting his entire room pink!"
That caught the twins attention. "Now, surely you didn't…" Sideswipe breathed, unbelieving.
"I did get it on camera, so unless you want that circulating throughout the entire crew, or have a madder then a dynobot Prime on your skid-plates, get moving!"
The twins gulped, changed, and sped off back towards the Arc. Red Alert sighed in relief, and drove after them, keeping a careful optic in the sky as he contacted Prowl. "Prowl, the entire Decepticon army is here. We need the entire Arc out here to help if we want to come back in one piece—"
BOOM! Red Alert flinched as Inferno screamed in pain, changing into his robot form without a second thought, catching the wounded Inferno. "Inferno, are you alright?" Red Alert asked worriedly.
Inferno didn't reply. Red Alert felt the energon running onto his hands, and his hands clenched tighter. "Jazz, you take over. Get the rest of the bots to safety. I'm going to take Inferno, and try hiding out in the forest." Red Alert gestured to the thick, dense forest that surrounded them.
Jazz nodded. It was standard procedure. "Just don't get caught."
"I won't." Red Alert grunted and he quickly dragged Inferno off into the forest.
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Red Alert found a cave, miraculously. It was just big enough to hold the two of them, and was thankfully dry. Red Alert placed Inferno down, exhausted from the carrying. Inferno was a good deal bigger and heavier then Red Alert.
Red Alert collapsed next to Inferno, checking over the wounds. Nothing serious, it had just caused a temporary shock to his servers, making him slip into a temporary recharge. Red Alert stood up, positioned himself next to the mouth of the cave, and watched for any Decepticons.
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Red Alert sighed in relief as he got the message that the autobot's had won. He gave the autobots his position, and took a defensive position once more, but no longer paying it the same amount of attention that he normally would of.
Inferno onlined slowly, and in mounting confusion. "Red, what are we doing here? What's going on? Where are the 'cons?"
Red alert explained the situation, al the while, keeping one eye on the surrounding forest. It was because he was paying attention to the forest that they survived. Red Alert instantly spotted the dark shape that blasted towards them. With a speed born of surprise, Red Alert fired his own rocket. The two rockets met midair, and exploded. Inferno winced, throwing one arm up to protect his optics.
Red Alert crouched in front of the still weak Inferno, optics scanning for Decepticons. Inferno weakly whispered, "Red, off to your right."
Red turned his head ever so slightly, and watched out of his peripheral vision. A shadow moved through the trees, attempting to be sneaky. Red Alert fired. The Decepticon dropped like a stone.
Inferno cheered raggedly, and Red Alert shifted until he could once again watch the entire forest. He spotted the mech seconds before it was on top of him. He ducked fast, fist ramming upwards to catch the Decepticon in the gut. As the Decepticon crumpled, another rocket blast caught Red Alert's auditory receptors. Without thinking, he shot off his own rocket, the two of them hitting in midair, once again destroying each other.
This time, Red Alert fired off another one, and Red Alert heard the satisfactory crunch of metal breaking. Inferno weakly got to his feet, and grinned. "Good job Red."
Red Alert nodded, but his optics never left the forest as he sensed one more Decepticon hovering on the edge of the forest. A blast echoed in the tiny cave, and Red Alert looked up. A giant piece of the ceiling was falling strait for, "INFERNO!" Red Alert shouted, and tackled his friend out of the way.
Inferno gasped for breath, as Red Alert reluctantly got off. It might have been a fast reluctant, but there was still one more Decepticon… "Inferno, do you see the Decepticon anywhere?"
Inferno shook his head. "No. But we're lucky we landed outside of the cave. We might have been crushed otherwise."
Red Alert muttered "Yeah, at least then it would have been more defensible," but he didn't say it loud enough for Inferno to hear.
The Decepticon apparently ran out of bullets for he rushed out of hiding, fist clenched, and roaring a battle cry. Red Alert ducked, foot lashing out. The Decepticon caught it, flipping Red Alert onto his back. Red Alert lay stunned for a second, and grabbed the nearby foot, digging his fingers into the sensitive wires. The Decepticon roared in pain, and Red Alert climbed shakily to his feet. His optics looked for Inferno, and spotted him.
Inferno recognized that in his weakened condition that he would just be a hindrance and had retreated back to the mouth of the cave. He caught Red Alert's optics, and tossed him his gun. "Blast that 'con!" Inferno cheered.
Red Alert caught the gun, and fired twice. The Decepticon dropped dead. Inferno grinned as he wrapped an arm around the security director. "Ya did it Red!"
"Yes. Thank you for lending me your gun." Red Alert said softly, handing back the gun.
Inferno took it, and sub-spaced it. Red Alert wished that Inferno would continue holding him, however he could hear voices… "Looks like our rescue and ticket home has just arrived too late." He said dryly.
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Hmmm. I'm not sure what to stay. It seems a little rushed, but it's ok I suppose. Anyways, I'm posting it up just to see what others have to say.