Never forget chapter 3.

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Miko873

JEMYLOVER1234 i have been considering it, but its up to my readers, should I do Miko/Jack pairing? Let me know!

Miko sat with her legs crossed under a dying tree somewhere in the desert, she wanted to be alone for a bit she didn't really know why she wanted to be left alone but she did.

She thumbed the coarse sand beneath her palms and sighed heavily. She had been overworking herself, she could already feel the stress on her shoulders like a ten pound brick. It wasn't just Bulkhead anymore, it was Seth, that boy angered her to her very core.

Growling under her breath Miko picked up a small tan rock and chucked it into the orange abyss of sand. Why did Bulkhead have to leave? And why had Optimus replaced him so quickly?

She didn't want to go back to base. She feared on look and she would cry her small eyes out, there were so many memories in that small place, good and bad, they were all still so fresh in her mind. She often hoped-dreamed that one day she would wake up and see that firmiliar green jeep parked outside her window waiting for her.

The bots lived for years, centuries longer then that! He should not have died. He could have lived so long, met so many people and fallen in love, but no... Primus had different ideas.

When she snuffed Hardshell it had one of the best feelings in her life, but it was short lived, it was there for a split second and than the sadness was back- sure killing Hardshell had made her happy, avenging her hero, but it wouldn't bring him back.

She thought back to when she met Bloodlust, she had been in the base, sitting on her guardians body when Ratchet had an unknown life signature entering orbit. So Optimus left with Arcee and Ratchet, when they came back almost ten minuets later she felt her heart sinking further into depression.

She didn't know the mech, but she still felt sympathy when he came stumbling in. A pretty torn up grey femme in his arms, they had done everything to try and save her, but In the end she didn't make it, she died on the very same berth that Bulkhead died, the red and black mech never once left the grey femmes side.

She had never asked Bloodlust about the femme, it seemed personal. But she knew she had been important to him, because he had stayed at her offlined side for three days until Optimus finally managed to pry him away.

In the end two graves were buried that night.

She pried herself from her thoughts and kicked absentmindedly at the sand. When did things start getting so complicated? She had been strong... At least in her eyes.. But why did she feel like breaking down now? Why did she just want to cry?

It was never like her to cry or give up hope, she had always been the jumpy action-ridden girl who could fight anyone. But now, she felt as useless as ever, she wanted nothing more than to curl up and lock herself away forever.

Berrrzzzzz.

She sighed and lifted the phone from her pocket, flipping it open slower than she normally would, and sure enough there was the restricted number.

'Hey, swung by your house your not there, where are you?-BL'

Miko huffed and shook her head, didn't he say he would be on patrol?

'Somewhere in the desert, though U were s'pose 2 B on patrol?'

She hardly set her phone back down when it buzzed again.

'Miko, my shift ended an hour ago-BL'

An hour ago? How long had she been out here? She checked the time on her phone and bit her lip, it was 7:30 she had been out here thinking for five hours, why did it only seem like a few minuets?

'Just come get me'

She snapped her phone shut harshly, pulling her legs up to her chest, she knew the ex-wrecker would track her phone so she didn't really need to tell him exactly where she was, she didn't even know where she was for Primus sake!

She looked up to the sky and smiled briefly, the stars were just starting to shine. The sun was just about over the horizon.

She heard a ferimiliar engine from behind her, she didn't bother turning around or even moving. The sound of metal clinking together an gears turning, before long a large mech knelt down beside her.

Bloodlust was an attractive mech, if she even knew anything about attractive in cybertronian standards. He had two triangle-like visors that covered his red optics, his helm reminded her of that silent mech- who was it? Ah! Soundwave! The only difference is that they were wonder the end points pointed strait In stead of curving up. The tips were sapped with red paint.

His armor reminded Miko of some sort of Death Knight from the olden days, they curled up and spiked on his shoulders she was afraid to sit in his shoulder at first, fear of being impaled by one of the spikes that were half the size of her.

Although he had a sleek car alt mode, the wrecker was big, possibly bigger than Bulkhead- but of course, she would never find out.

Bloodlust reached out a hand hesitantly as if Miko would bite him, she made no move to deny the ex wrecker so he gently patted her back with a thick boxy pointer finger.

Bloodlust knew the child was hurting, it hurt him to see her hurt. He had always been a soft mech despite his outer shell, he was menacing when he needed to be but soft otherwise. He hated seeing any kind of sadness within anyone, be it human-autobot or even decepticon.

Miko leaned back on Bloodlusts servo, taking comfort in its warmth, she was defeated, stressed, and upset. She didn't know what to think anymore, she didn't feel like the ruthless Miko anymore, but a whinny, wimpy young girl wearing Miko's skin.

"Les' go fer a drive"

Miko sighed but she didn't protest. He would probably just grab her and make her go anyway, she just wanted these depressing feelings to go away.

A mile down the road a green portal appeared and Bloodlust sped Into it, she had been in her own world looking out the window she didn't even hear the mech talk to Ratchet.

She grumbled and dropped her head into her hands, she didn't want to go back to base. Blood said a drive, 'let's sit and fragging mope around'

Her head snapped up at the sounds of a screaming crowed, her eyes widened.

"We're at a-?"
"Slash monkey concert"

Blood finished for her, she can squealed and fled from Bloodlusts protection as the main guitarist strummed a key.

Bloodlust watched Miko, mentally smiling, the girl was truly happy, he had asked Ratchet, even though he doubted the old medic would know anything about Miko. He suggested one of those shriek metal concerts. He made a good choice, because
He never knew that girl could move her body so violently.

Miko was standing on the hood of his Aventador, jumping and strumming an imaginary guitar, it didn't bother him that much she was happy so, he was too.

He didn't mind shriek metal so much, the screaming did give him quite a processor ache. But since he had come to heard he found himself an unhealthy attraction to guitars.

The music that played here was rough, loud, almost demanding attention, the music he liked could be loud but not nearly Audio wrecking as this.

He liked a few human bands, Disturbed, Avenged Sevonfold Five Finger Death Punch. He preferred rock over metal, and Miko preferred hardcore metal over regular metal and rock.

He had a favorite song, too. As old as it apparently was. Humans had different vocal 'powers' than transformers. They couldn't sing like the organics, some lucky mechs or femmes could sing low, but they could never match the vocal pitch of a human, it amazed Bloodlust on how fast a human could change from a soprano alto and still make it sound heavenly.

He did like rap music too, as different as the two genre were he didn't like many rappers, in his opinion Eminem had to be the eat rapper, he looked it up online finding that most people preferred a rapper called 'lil' Wayne'

He listened to the music and imedetly wished he hadn't, yeah. In his opinion, Eminem had to be the best.

Bloodlust stayed in his little thought bubble for about two hours until the concert ended, he hardly noticed when Miko banged on his door.

"Could you maybe NOT lock the door?"
Bloodlusts alt mode rumbled with laughter at the girl as she flopped herself on his door dramatically. He waited for her to do it again before swinging the door open. (His alt modes door slides into the air not to the side) she caught herself as her small frame lifted with the door, she let out a small scream.

"Blood! Not in public!"
He stiffened and dropped his door, suddenly aware of the human eyes who watched them, scrap. She fell to the ground and jumped into the car, Bloodlust buckled her in and took off before any humans could notice there was no driver.

She was silent again, he thought the concert would have brightened her up a bit, it seemed to she had a small smile on her face but it wasn't as big as he hoped it to be.

"What was the femmes name?"
Bloodlust applied his breaks, skidding to a hault as Miko banged her head onto the window, cars beeped and swerved past him.

"Sorry"
She mumbled, rubbing the her forehead.

"Not a problem, ah didn' expect tha' question."

Mikos shoulders deflated as she rubbed her eyes, she looked to the dash and patted it as he turned to continue down the road.

"Ghost"

Miko looked up.
"Huh?"

"'er name was Ghost"

Bloodlust fell silent, he didn't want to talk about his femme, he didn't need to be so depressed about it when he had Miko to help out of the hole she dug herself into. His frame rattled uncomtherbley as he thought through the subject.

Miko patted the seat, somehow sincing his unease, she gave him a rare smile and hopped into the drivers seat.

"let me give you a spin!"

Bloodlust mentally tilted his helm, give him a spin, what? knee bounced in the seat and heaved out a mad sigh.

"Hmm?"

"Let me drive"
She said, her tone happy and excited, she had gone from depressed to happy in the blip of a second, his processor couldn't handle it, so without thinking it through, Bloodlust pulled out of the highway he had been driving aimlessly on and stopped when they hit dirt road.

"Do ya need da basics?"
Miko shook her head and pressed the gas, she laughed when Bloodlust moved an inch then stopped.

"Hold onto your hat, Blood"

Hat? He didn't have a h-
"Whoa! Whoa! Hold up!"

"Stuff it!"
Miko laughed madly as she pressed the gas, she passed 100 MPH in four seconds shooting like a bullet down the endless desert, without any warning she jerked the wheel to the right, holding it roughly as they stopped 100 to 0 in less than a second and started doing doughnuts.

She abruptly let go of the wheel and screamed with pleasure as Bloodlust continued to do doughnuts.

"Yeah!"

She felt so alive Bloodlust couldn't agree more.

R&R!