Katrina would be lying if she said she wasn't terrified. She was still in the grip of Vortex, careful not to get scrapped against the wall as he crawled through the vents.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked him, finally finding the courage to speak.

The robot stopped crawling and looked at her.

"You, my little fleshbag" poking her in the head, "Are going help me resolved a, uh, problem! Yes!" the robot said cheerfully, bringing the human closer to his face.

"What problem," She asked, hoping that it wasn't something that was going to kill her.

"You see, Onslaught, my dear gestalt leader thinks that I stole his engex and now he is going to beat me into a ball of scrap if I don't replace it."

"Did you steal it though?"

"Duh! By the way, it was amazing," the mech snickered and resumed his crawling.

"And where do I fit in this picture?"

"You see, Mixmaster has a hoard of engex that he keeps in his room. I would've taken it myself but the room has security systems that only activates when he leaves which only detect cybertronians. And you are no cybertronian by any standards, so I pop you in the room, you grab the engex and after, I'll return you back to Soundwave. And everyone's happy!" Vortex chimed happily.

"What do I get out of this?" Katrina inquired, not liking this plan at all.

"All your limbs being intact after this."

"… OK then,"

Katrina normally would've argued but what was she going to do against a giant robot? He could easily kill her right there without any sweat. She needed to escape this place as fast as possible before she got killed. Not only that, she had to call her family next week for a family meeting, if she didn't show up, they were going to freak out.

They had finally arrived where Vortex wanted to be, releasing her on to the metal floor. She stretched her body as it had gotten stiff from the tight grip Vortex had all the time. Vortex turned around and took out ropes out of his hip where a hidden compartment was. He brought up the rope and grabbed the human again, ready to tie her.

"Woah, stop! You're hurting me!" Katrina yelped, pushing Vortex's fingers away. "Let me do it before you snap me in half."

Vortex agreed, handing her the rope for her to tie it around her waist. "Not my fault you guys are so delicate,"

Katrina just grumbled angrily tying the rope securely, checking its firmness she was good to go. Vortex grabbed the other end of the rope and dropped Katrina slowly into the room after he had opened the panel to it. After she arrived on the floor, she untied the rope and searched around the room for the engex, how did it even look like?

"What am I exactly searching for?" She called out to Vortex from above.

"Engex! It's a purple cube, very tasty," What a descriptive explanation.

After half an hour of searching for the damn thing, she finally found something similar to Vortex's description. Underneath the bed was a purple cube, almost about her size. Going behind it, she started to push the cube towards the hanging rope. An intense workout later, she finally had pushed the cube to the rope. Sitting down to take a minute to catch her breath, Vortex called out.

"Sleep later fleshy! We don't have all day,"

That little son of a bitch! Thinking as if this was a walk in the park. Getting up, she started to tie the rope around the cube then proceeded to climb on top of it. After she had acquired a safe place to sit, she tugged the rope indicating that the deed was done. Vortex started to pull the rope upward slowly but then they heard noises coming outside the room. They both froze before Vortex started pulling as fast as he could, almost tipping her down. Getting the cube next to him, he quickly shut the panel and sighed.

"That fleshy, was a close one." Vortex grinned, looking at the stolen item.

Katrina climbed down the cube and looked at Vortex, "Now can ya get me back to Soundwave?" she asked him, crossing her arms, "That was the part of our deal, remember?"

"C'mon fleshy, I'll reunite you with your precious faceless 'con after I give the engex back to Onslaught," he quipped and reached out to grab her again. Before she could get away, Vortex already had a steady grip on her. She groaned when he started squeezing her more than lightly again and started to wiggle again.

"Could you stop that? You're going to slip and get squished," Vortex warned her silently as he made his way through the vents.

"You're hurting me! I'm gonna be cracking a rib if ya continue to squeeze me like that mate," She complained, still trying to get some room in his hand.

Thankfully Vortex lessened his grip on her and she was finally able to breathe normally again. They finally arrived as Vortex stopped vent gate, he peered down to look for any of his gestalt was there and saw none. Perfect, he could hide the cube saying it was there along while informing them of how he found the escaped human and caught it.

He dropped down to the floor, plopping the human on a high shelf so it couldn't get anywhere so that he could find a proper place to hide the cube. Preferably in one of Onslaught's many hiding spots. Aha! Perfect! Vortex thought as he eyed the small opening of Onslaught's personal containers.

Kat sat down on the ground of the shelf as she watched Vortex going through no doubt that Onslaught's stuff. He said that Onslaught was his gestalt leader, God knows what that means. She had thought about trying escaping by using the various items on the shelf beside her but she couldn't find anything useful. Her head quirked to the door when she heard footsteps that belonged to a group of robots coming towards the room.

"VORTEX!" Someone screamed definitely pissed at him barged through the door. The new robot that had come was large, easily bigger than all the robots she saw since her time spent here. Cyan and green was his main colour with his face covered by a visor and a plate. Behind him stood more robots curious about what was going to happen.

"Onslaught!" Vortex said cheerfully, not letting the bad temper getting into him, "I have great news! I found your engex!"

"Where's the human?" Onslaught asked angrily.

"What?"

"Don't try to be coy with me! Where is the human! I got Soundwave up in my aft since I heard the news that you stole the fleshbag from him,"

Katrina suddenly had an idea. Looking around the shelf at the various items, she found the perfect one to go forth with her plan.

"Oh the human," Vortex said, "Of course! I have it right… here…" His voice trailed off when he saw that the human wasn't on the shelf where he left it. Oh, frag…

"Well?" Onslaught asked impatiently, tapping his ped.

Vortex ran towards the shelf and started sifting through the items there. Where was it? He was sure that he had left it there. Did it jump off? No, it couldn't have, from a height like that it would have certainly died. He had experiments to prove it.

Katrina smirked evilly as she hid in one of the toy planes there. She had to hold on tight to make sure that she didn't fall down when Vortex grabbed the plane maybe thinking that she was hiding there. Vortex suddenly dropped the plane and yelped in pain when Onslaught hit him in the head hard. Katrina herself had to stifle her own shout when the plane hit the floor. Luckily for her, the material that this thing was somewhat shock-proof and she still had all her bones intact when she hit the floor.

"I swear! I just put the fleshy here just now, I-Ack!" Vortex tried to argue but was cut off when he throttled by Onslaught.

Katrina giggled softly, served him right! Using her as a puppet to do his plan dirty work. She peeped her head out to see if they were distracted enough to not notice that she was escaping.

"I just had enough with your games Vortex!" Onslaught growled angrily shaking him, "Show where the human is and I'll make sure you have most of limbs intact after this,"

This was the uncompleted chapter and the last for this story. So there may be more mistakes than usual. I am rewriting the whole story again with many changes to the character and plot so it would be a new story from scratch. I hope the new one will be better than the old one. The reason for rewriting this story because I kinda lost the flame for inspiration without changing most of the things. For now, goodbye!

P.S I have a tumblr account called theartistwithnotalents where I occasionally post one-shots and have a story called Clockwork in progress there. It's about an Autobot interrogator and his daily life.