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Part 10

Malice had managed to convince the eradicons that had responded to the alarm she set off that she was a fellow Decepticon who had come on board to make sure everything had been cleared out, thankfully the eradicons were easy to convince, all they needed to see was her Decepticon faction and they disappeared again through the space bridge.
Malice was left alone with the Adversary, contrary to what Megatron thought, it was her ship, and nobody else had taken care of it or flown it in eons. The fact that the Adversary almost landed in one piece on another planet was her doing, nobody could take that away from her…
"Decepticon property indeed…" Malice said to herself, as the ground bridge closed and the alarm silenced itself.
Although her intension on the ship had been to recover the research she had hidden away, her first stop was the control centre, the door was jammed half way between open and closed but she managed to painfully squeeze through it, she found herself standing with large pools of ice cold water around her feet, the glacier that had punctured the window had gotten smaller thanks to the residue heat from the inside of the ship.
Her feet splashed through the puddles as she made her way to the seat where she had once sat when operating the controls, she paused before sitting down.
Gently she brushed her hand over the buttons, too afraid to push any of them in case she activated yet another alarm the Decepticons had fitted to her pride and joy, her optics began to well up with tears as she fell onto the control panel and sobbed, allowing one of her servos to fall to her side and dangle in the cold water as she leant onto the other…
"It sounds like you could use some company," came a soft voice that Malice first thought had been inside her head, but she still looked up and towards the door, all she could see in the darkness were two blue glows watching her through the gap,
Malices sobbing stopped as did her deep breaths, her spark jumped and skipped in her chest as she saw a large shadowed figure pry the door open and walked towards her,
"Ratchet?" Malice questioned, "is it really you?"
"Thanks to you it is," Ratchet said as he stopped before allowing his feet to touch the water, "I know you saved my life, Malice, thank you,"
"I did it to get my partner back," Malice looked to the watery floor that had swallowed her feet,
"I know that's not the only reason," Ratchet took a step into the watery path, "you did it because you're kind, caring and you feel for the pain of others," Ratchet liked to think it was still because she had some feelings left for him, all he knew was that their bond was all he could think about since realising Malice was on Earth,
"What are you trying to say?" Malice asked, still not looking up from her feet,
"I'm trying to say that you contain no traits that lead me into believing you are truly a Decepticon, I don't even believe you ever were one,"
Malices optics trailed up to look out of the Adversarys window, she pondered what Ratchet had been saying and waited for a response to come into her own processor,
"You're probably right," she sighed
"Then will you come with me?" Ratchet asked softly as he held out a servo for her to take,
When Malice looked up her optics widened when she saw Ratchets servo ready to take hers, this was like a dream come true, but at the same time she felt an emptiness, knowing this would mean abandoning Spite…
Softly, Malice rested her servo into Ratchets warm grasp, he tightened his grip suddenly, almost as though he had been wanting this moment to happen for eons…

Spite and Knockout arrived at the Adversary through a ground bridge they had convinced Breakdown to operate for them,
"Malice may still be on here, we have to be quiet or she will get suspicious…" Spite whispered before peeking round a corner, "clear," she said, urging Knockout to follow behind her,
"The alarm is still disabled luckily, but if you activate any of the ships controls, then another one will go off that is monitored by Megatron himself," Knockout sounded nervous, "lets only hope I can deactivate it,"
"Shh," Spite held a finger to Knockouts mouth, "Mal is on the lower deck, mind your footsteps," Spite knew that Malice would be rooting through her belongings in the room below, Spite wasn't sure why Malice would be doing that now though? She didn't have time to question it, she needed to get to one of the control rooms near where the detached shuttle was,
"The control room for the shuttle is up here, if we can activate that room without setting off an alarm, I can then check the shuttles status to see if it's still functional, if it is, I can send a message to Kitty, letting her know our co-ordinates and that means one more Decepticon to help us out," Spite was grinning,
"Brilliant, my dear," Knockout congratulated her while he scrolled through a data pad of codes, hoping to find the one he needed,

"Did you hear that?" Malice jerked her head up to the ceiling, then looked at Ratchet,
"Is it possible we're not alone?" Ratchet asked quietly,
"It sounds like someone is jumping around in the old shuttle dock," Malice questioned,
"Are you nearly done?" Ratchet tried to hurry Malice along, she had told him there were some important belongings she needed to take with her before she ran away,
"Almost," Malice then sighed, "scrap, we won't be able to carry the weaponry,"
"Weaponry!?" Ratchet shouted from shock, but then clasped his servos over his mouth, they heard the muffled noises above them suddenly stop,

"That sounded like a mech," Spite stated as she and Knockout exchanged glances as they listened to the echo coming from below them,
"Someone other than Malice is on this ship," Knockout concluded,
"Hurry," Spite said, as she pushed Knockout to press in the deactivation code and she prepared to start up the shuttle,

"Whoever is here with us, knows that they're not alone," Malice said, "we leave the weapons," Malice stood up and took hold of her storage container full of research material,
"How can we leave the weapons for the Decepticons to find!?" Ratchet called, once again a little too loud,
"Shh!" Malice began to walk out of the cargo hold, trying to get out sooner rather than later, "as long as Spite doesn't know I've abandoned her, we can come back for them when we have the chance, she is the only other who knows where they're hidden,"
Malice checked around the next corner and saw it was clear, further along she saw the opening in the Adversarys hull that had been used to clear the ship of its cargo, she ran and Ratchet followed, jumping from the ship she landed on the cracked ice,
"The ground bridge co-ordinates are set to just on the other side of this glacier," Ratchet said as he ran ahead, but Malice didn't respond, "Mal, come on!" Ratchet looked into the Adversarys windows, wondering who else had been on board,
"Goodbye, my friend," Malice rested her hand onto the Adversarys hull,
"Mal!" Ratchet brought her back to reality and Malice quickly hurried after him.

"It's still operational!" Spite called out with excitement, seeing the weak signal she was receiving on screen from the shuttle, "Kitty might still be online," she went straight into sending the recorded message, but as she was entering the co-ordinates, she had to cut the message short, she saw something out of the window that became more important…
"Hey, isn't that the Autobot medic?" Knockout murmured,
"And Mal," Spite gritted her denta together, "I should have expected her to do this,"
Below them they could see the small figures of both Ratchet and Malice running across the ice, occasionally looking back to make sure they weren't being followed,
"Spite, are you okay?" Knockout rested his servos on her shoulders and tried to soothe her, but it wasn't working,
"I'm fine, never better," Spite smacked his hand away and asked him to leave the room, then went back to finishing her recording…

Description
Part 10

Malice had managed to convince the eradicons that had responded to the alarm she set off that she was a fellow Decepticon who had come on board to make sure everything had been cleared out, thankfully the eradicons were easy to convince, all they needed to see was her Decepticon faction and they disappeared again through the space bridge.
Malice was left alone with the Adversary, contrary to what Megatron thought, it was her ship, and nobody else had taken care of it or flown it in eons. The fact that the Adversary almost landed in one piece on another planet was her doing, nobody could take that away from her…
"Decepticon property indeed…" Malice said to herself, as the ground bridge closed and the alarm silenced itself.
Although her intension on the ship had been to recover the research she had hidden away, her first stop was the control centre, the door was jammed half way between open and closed but she managed to painfully squeeze through it, she found herself standing with large pools of ice cold water around her feet, the glacier that had punctured the window had gotten smaller thanks to the residue heat from the inside of the ship.
Her feet splashed through the puddles as she made her way to the seat where she had once sat when operating the controls, she paused before sitting down.
Gently she brushed her hand over the buttons, too afraid to push any of them in case she activated yet another alarm the Decepticons had fitted to her pride and joy, her optics began to well up with tears as she fell onto the control panel and sobbed, allowing one of her servos to fall to her side and dangle in the cold water as she leant onto the other…
"It sounds like you could use some company," came a soft voice that Malice first thought had been inside her head, but she still looked up and towards the door, all she could see in the darkness were two blue glows watching her through the gap,
Malices sobbing stopped as did her deep breaths, her spark jumped and skipped in her chest as she saw a large shadowed figure pry the door open and walked towards her,
"Ratchet?" Malice questioned, "is it really you?"
"Thanks to you it is," Ratchet said as he stopped before allowing his feet to touch the water, "I know you saved my life, Malice, thank you,"
"I did it to get my partner back," Malice looked to the watery floor that had swallowed her feet,
"I know that's not the only reason," Ratchet took a step into the watery path, "you did it because you're kind, caring and you feel for the pain of others," Ratchet liked to think it was still because she had some feelings left for him, all he knew was that their bond was all he could think about since realising Malice was on Earth,
"What are you trying to say?" Malice asked, still not looking up from her feet,
"I'm trying to say that you contain no traits that lead me into believing you are truly a Decepticon, I don't even believe you ever were one,"
Malices optics trailed up to look out of the Adversarys window, she pondered what Ratchet had been saying and waited for a response to come into her own processor,
"You're probably right," she sighed
"Then will you come with me?" Ratchet asked softly as he held out a servo for her to take,
When Malice looked up her optics widened when she saw Ratchets servo ready to take hers, this was like a dream come true, but at the same time she felt an emptiness, knowing this would mean abandoning Spite…
Softly, Malice rested her servo into Ratchets warm grasp, he tightened his grip suddenly, almost as though he had been wanting this moment to happen for eons…

Spite and Knockout arrived at the Adversary through a ground bridge they had convinced Breakdown to operate for them,
"Malice may still be on here, we have to be quiet or she will get suspicious…" Spite whispered before peeking round a corner, "clear," she said, urging Knockout to follow behind her,
"The alarm is still disabled luckily, but if you activate any of the ships controls, then another one will go off that is monitored by Megatron himself," Knockout sounded nervous, "lets only hope I can deactivate it,"
"Shh," Spite held a finger to Knockouts mouth, "Mal is on the lower deck, mind your footsteps," Spite knew that Malice would be rooting through her belongings in the room below, Spite wasn't sure why Malice would be doing that now though? She didn't have time to question it, she needed to get to one of the control rooms near where the detached shuttle was,
"The control room for the shuttle is up here, if we can activate that room without setting off an alarm, I can then check the shuttles status to see if it's still functional, if it is, I can send a message to Kitty, letting her know our co-ordinates and that means one more Decepticon to help us out," Spite was grinning,
"Brilliant, my dear," Knockout congratulated her while he scrolled through a data pad of codes, hoping to find the one he needed,

"Did you hear that?" Malice jerked her head up to the ceiling, then looked at Ratchet,
"Is it possible we're not alone?" Ratchet asked quietly,
"It sounds like someone is jumping around in the old shuttle dock," Malice questioned,
"Are you nearly done?" Ratchet tried to hurry Malice along, she had told him there were some important belongings she needed to take with her before she ran away,
"Almost," Malice then sighed, "scrap, we won't be able to carry the weaponry,"
"Weaponry!?" Ratchet shouted from shock, but then clasped his servos over his mouth, they heard the muffled noises above them suddenly stop,

"That sounded like a mech," Spite stated as she and Knockout exchanged glances as they listened to the echo coming from below them,
"Someone other than Malice is on this ship," Knockout concluded,
"Hurry," Spite said, as she pushed Knockout to press in the deactivation code and she prepared to start up the shuttle,

"Whoever is here with us, knows that they're not alone," Malice said, "we leave the weapons," Malice stood up and took hold of her storage container full of research material,
"How can we leave the weapons for the Decepticons to find!?" Ratchet called, once again a little too loud,
"Shh!" Malice began to walk out of the cargo hold, trying to get out sooner rather than later, "as long as Spite doesn't know I've abandoned her, we can come back for them when we have the chance, she is the only other who knows where they're hidden,"
Malice checked around the next corner and saw it was clear, further along she saw the opening in the Adversarys hull that had been used to clear the ship of its cargo, she ran and Ratchet followed, jumping from the ship she landed on the cracked ice,
"The ground bridge co-ordinates are set to just on the other side of this glacier," Ratchet said as he ran ahead, but Malice didn't respond, "Mal, come on!" Ratchet looked into the Adversarys windows, wondering who else had been on board,
"Goodbye, my friend," Malice rested her hand onto the Adversarys hull,
"Mal!" Ratchet brought her back to reality and Malice quickly hurried after him.

"It's still operational!" Spite called out with excitement, seeing the weak signal she was receiving on screen from the shuttle, "Kitty might still be online," she went straight into sending the recorded message, but as she was entering the co-ordinates, she had to cut the message short, she saw something out of the window that became more important…
"Hey, isn't that the Autobot medic?" Knockout murmured,
"And Mal," Spite gritted her denta together, "I should have expected her to do this,"
Below them they could see the small figures of both Ratchet and Malice running across the ice, occasionally looking back to make sure they weren't being followed,
"Spite, are you okay?" Knockout rested his servos on her shoulders and tried to soothe her, but it wasn't working,
"I'm fine, never better," Spite smacked his hand away and asked him to leave the room, then went back to finishing her recording…