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Part 11

Tensions were high in the medical bay on the Nemesis over the following cycles, both Spite and Knockout barely had a word to say to one another, Knockout had remained silenced by Spites recent threat to scratch his finish should he mention Malice's name again, so he thought that remaining mute was in his best interests.
Knockout was tending to Breakdowns broken optic when Spite stormed into the med bay, he didn't need to turn around to see it was her, the deep sigh of exasperation she brought in with her was enough to make it obvious.
Knockout pondered for a moment what he would say, should he dare speak in her presence, gently tapping away in the small crevice where Breakdowns old optic had been torn out by MECH and was about to be replaced with the shiny new gold optic delivered especially from Cybertron. Breakdown didn't know how lucky he was that there just so happened to be a spare optic on board the Nemesis, it's a fairly gruesome artefact to have aboard a travelling vessel.
Knockout was just about to connect the circuits within Breakdowns helm to the new optic when Spite started talking,
"She hasn't even tried to contact me," Spite said in a tiresome tone, even though her voice was softer than usual, it make Knockout twitch from the shock, almost losing the replacement optic. He didn't turn to face Spite, he didn't know what to say to her, all he could think about was the noise that her talons would make as they carved their way through his crimson armour,
"Who?" Knockout finally asked, 'what a stupid question…' he told himself afterwards,
"You know who I'm talking about you thick piece of scrap," Spite snapped back,
Normally Knockout would take offence, but he knew that this was Spites way of dealing with her supressed anger, she would lash out at anyone around her, the feelings they shared for one another still didn't put a stop to that,
"What do you care?" Knockout tried once again to focus on Breakdowns operation, he couldn't keep him in stasis for long and this was once of the few chances he would get to repair his friend, "you have your amigo from Cybertron joining you shortly," Knockout said dryly, knowing that this would mean he had even less time to catch Spite on a good day, 'why is it I like her so much again?' Knockout once again questioned to himself,
"I haven't heard from Kittystike either…" Spite sighed,
"Why does having a 'partner in crime' mean so much to you?" Knockouts servos where shaking, he couldn't operate and have a meaningful conversation at the same time, as he turned around to face Spite; he placed the optic gently onto the table beside him,
Spite scowled at him and ignored the question,
"Still not got the clumsy buffoons sight fixed?" Spite raised an optic ridge to the yellow bulb-like object on the desk beside Knockout,
"Give me a break," Knockout sounded more aggravated than usual, "I've been busy,"
"Doing what?" Spites voice rose to a higher pitch as she stood up, most of the time she had seen Knockout over the previous cycles, he had been lolling around in the med bay talking to himself when he thought nobody else was around,
"I've been thinking of a way out of your predicament," he said with a voice like silk,
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you want closure, and the only way you will get it, is by seeking revenge. I imagine that would suit you quite well?" a smirk warped his features with satisfaction,
"Do continue," Spite walked over to Knockout and sat on his knee facing him and gently lacing her arms around his neck,
Knockout was filled with pride, even he was impressed with the extraordinary lengths he had gone to in his plan, although simple, it would be effective,

"So did you ever kill an Autobot?"
"No,"
"Got any juicy secrets about any Deceptcons we may know?"
"No…"
"What about…"
"Will you shut up!" Malice had reached her breaking point with the female human known as; Miko once again. She slammed her fists down on the berth that had been set up so she could have her own research area in the Autobot base. This was the first time she had managed to find a moment to start organising her things and setting up in her new home, since entering the base through the ground bridge a few Earth cycles ago, she had endured a constant grilling from Optimus, he was right to be worried about accepting a changed Decepticon. Malice did have everything against her when it came to joining the Autobots, her name was only a minor setback when compared to her vocational research she did behind the scenes of the war, and she was always closely associated with her former partner; Spite. The only one around here who seemed to trust her, was Ratchet.
"What's the problem, Mal?" Ratchets usual gruff voice was always replaced with a more soothing tone when he was addressing Malice, but this was the only hint of kindness he was willing to show.
Ratchet had always been quite shy by nature, and since he brought Malice home to his Autobot comrades, he had chosen to keep any feelings or displays of affection to a bare minimum, possibly as an attempt to ease their connection into the group slowly. At this point in time, only Optimus was fully aware of the history Ratchet and Malice had.
"Ratch, I don't think I'm ever going to get used to these…" Malice always paused before saying the word, she didn't know if it caused offence to the smaller organic life forms, "…humans," she always hissed the word through her gritted denta, not meaning for it to sound as disgusting as it did.
Miko folded her arms and scrunched up her face, "geez, I was only asking a few questions,"
"Malice has been asked enough questions for the time being, Miko, why don't you go and err…" he was going to suggest she went on a ride with Bulkhead, he seemed to be the only one of them not aggravated by her presence, but unfortunately he and Bumblebee had gone on a scouting mission to an energon deposit.
"Never mind," Miko eventually said as she set herself up in front of the television and turned on the console with her foot, clearly not amused,
"Sorry, Ratch," Malice sighed as she slumped over her rickety desk that creaked under her weight, "this life style takes a lot of getting used to,"
"I know the humans may seem annoying at times, but…"
"It's not that," Malice interrupted, "think about it, Ratch, I just spent countless eons travelling through space, not staying in one place for more than a solar cycle and now I'm stranded here and I've willingly abandoned someone who I called a partner. Tell me again why you think I'm an Autobot?"
Ratchet let out a bark of laughter at Malices last words, "Mal, know that when you're with me, you're never stranded," Ratchet took hold of Malices servos and cupped his own around them, "as for the rest; I truthfully feel you made the right decision…"
Malice half smiled and looked into Ratchets optics, but just as she was starting to feel better, a sour voice echoed in her processor,
"Too slow, Malice, if that's still the name you chose to go by?" Spites sly voice was taunting her through their comm. Link.
"Spite!?" Malice jumped with shock,
"Remember me?" Spite growled back,
"What do you want?" Malice reached out to take Ratchets servo so he could help her up again,
"It's not about what I want, it's what the Decepticons want and will soon have," Spite ended her sentence with a cackle, and then all Malice could hear was static,
"What's wrong?" Ratchet checked Malice for any dents from her fall before embracing her tightly, "it's okay," he soothed, stroking her helm,
"No," Malices optics widened and her spark pulsed violently, "no it's not," she broke away from Ratchet and ran towards the ground bridge controls,
"What's going on?" Ratchet hurried after her,
"The Adversary!" Malice cried, "They're getting the weapons off the Adversary!"
Ratchets optics widened in shock, he had completely forgotten to mention the masses of weapons on board the ship to Optimus, he felt his processor turn into a haze and his faceplate flushed. He may not have been aware of what was on board the warship, but he knew that Megatron could not be allowed to get his servos on whatever it was.

Ratchet felt helpless, his processor was riddled with worry, his biggest worry of course being a tie up between leaving Miko in charge of the ground bridge and Megatron getting to the Adversary before he and Spite.
"Contacted Optimus?" Malice asked as she continued to speed across the icy surface of Earths highest point,
"I sent them the co-ordinates, with any luck they shouldn't be too far behind us," Ratchet watched the shards of ice get churned up by Malices tyres, if this wasn't so serious, he would have enjoyed sitting back and watching the display, the purple motorcycle appeared to be dancing across the highlighted surface of the planet that had adopted them.
"There they are," Malice said before she transformed and skidded to a halt on her knees, hiding behind a glacier,
Ratchet rolled up behind her and he too crouched low behind the glacier,
"We're not too late," he whispered as they both watched the Decepticons still gathering outside of the cargo hold, ready to blow it open and retrieve the goods inside. Stood separate to the Decepticon miners was a lime green femme, accompanied by a striking red mech,
"Spite and Knockout," Malice hissed, gritting her denta, "she's revealed the location of the weapons as a way of getting on Megatrons good side, pathetic"
Ratchet looked at Spite and Knockout stood closely together, Knockout had his arms woven around Spites shoulders and the two were smiling at one another, he then considered himself and Malice; were they really so different?
His thoughts were put to a stop when he saw Optimus accompanied by Bulkhead walking cautiously towards them,
"Where's Arcee? And Bumblebee?" Ratchet asked,
"Arcee was too far out, and we couldn't risk wasting energon on a third ground bridge to bring us all back to the base," Bulkhead shrugged, "and Bee stayed back at base, manning the ground bridge,"
Ratchet couldn't argue, he did feel safer knowing that their ride home was no longer dependant on Miko,
"What's going on?" Optimus was transfixed in the distance where he could see a gathering of Decepticons outside the Adversary,
"I can't explain everything right now because we don't have time, but," Ratchet was then interrupted by Malice completing his sentence,
"the Decepticons are about to get their servos on some heavy weaponry unless something gets done fast," Malice watched on with pain in her optics as she saw the Decepticons place explosives around the cargo hold, she was squeezing hold of Ratchets servo and once the explosives were detonated, she tightened her grip with such force, Ratchet thought he was going to lose his digits.
"My ship," Malice choked, as she watched half of the ships hull crumble effortlessly to the ground, revealing the tight maze of secret compartments she had spent eons finding,
Ratchets attention was drawn to a crack in the ice that had made its way towards them from the detonation site, "we can sink it!" he said excitedly, "it looks to be our only option," he then looked on solemnly at the mass of Decepticon workers, scavenging the wreckage.
"I think the docs right, there's no way we can take on all those 'cons," Bulkhead said in agreement,
"Alright then," Optimus began, he was about to elaborate his plan when Malice spoke up,
"No!" she called, "that's my ship! Nobody is sinking it!"
"Malice, we don't have an option," Ratchet tried to embrace her but she broke away,
"But if I lose that ship, then it means I'm stuck here," Malice's optics began to glisten with tears,
"You were still planning on leaving?" Ratchet asked, with a saddened look on his face,
"Argh!" Bulkhead then jumped over the glacier that was separating them from the clear stretch of ice where the Adversary had crashed, "we don't have time for this," he then transformed his servo into a wrecking ball and hammered it down onto the ice with all his might, making a hollow sound echo through the nearby glaciers and causing the Decepticons to stop in their track,

Upon hearing the impact, Spite spun around, she saw the large green Autobot who had his servo embedded into the ice, but that wasn't her concern, she saw Malice just behind him and a sadistic smile teased her lips. Her smile was suddenly wiped away as she saw the colossal green Autobot hammer once again down onto the ice, this time it caused a crack to appear and slither its way towards them, finally stopping when it met the base of the Adversary,
"Move," she said silently,
"What?" Knockout questioned,
"Move!" Spite shouted as she scrambled onto the nearest glacier, followed by Knockout,

There was a silence, Malice and the Autobots watched as the Decepticons all began to climb to higher ground but they couldn't work out why, until they heard a deafening creak followed by piercing snapping noises caused by the ice crumbling below the Adversary.
"No!" Malice called as she began to run towards the ship,
"Malice, stop!" Ratchet chased after her, tackling her to the floor and holding her struggling frame in place,
There was another moments silence followed by sudden quake that made the ice below them jolt and rumble below their feet, by the time Malice looked up again, half of her ship had been submerged in the ice, and what was left was slowly sinking into the icy blue depths of Earths coldest place.
Ratchet allowed Malice to wriggle from his grasp and fall onto her knees, closing her optics she heard the crying wails of the Adversarys hull scratching against the shards of ice,
"Goodbye, my friend," she whispered, allowing a tear to fall down her cheek as she listened to the final few moans of the ship, followed by the loud bubbling of the escaping air inside it. Finally there was a hissing noise, she wasn't sure what caused this, but it was the last thing she heard before the sound of her fists punching the ice in anger, "my ship," she whispered again to herself.

Spite didn't care to watch the display of her old home falling victim to their new planets elements, she was too blinded by the opportunity to have one last drill at her former partner, she was fast approaching Malice, but she was seen by the Autobots who stood in front of her, making a barricade, stopping her move any closer, but she didn't protest,
"Malice!" Spite called, trying to get the attention of the purple femme, "you took the bait then," she added calmly with a hint of accomplishment in her voice,
Malice looked up slowly, "bait?" she questioned,
"You didn't think some fancy weapons and trinkets were what I was talking about over the comm. link did you?" Spite shook her head mockingly, "and everyone always said you were the smart one,"
"the Adversary is gone!" Ratchet shouted at Spites back, "the weapons are out of reach in these conditions, you lost,"
"I didn't care much for the weapons," Spite said calmly as she paraded herself back over to Knockout, triumphantly. This time she felt that she was the one doing the ditching, it was better this way round, "great plan, handsome," Spite said as she wrapped her arm around Knockouts waist and kissed him lightly on the cheek,
Ratchet then didn't hesitate in calling for a ground bridge which appeared only moments later, having to drag Malice back through kicking and screaming.

Description
Part 11

Tensions were high in the medical bay on the Nemesis over the following cycles, both Spite and Knockout barely had a word to say to one another, Knockout had remained silenced by Spites recent threat to scratch his finish should he mention Malice's name again, so he thought that remaining mute was in his best interests.
Knockout was tending to Breakdowns broken optic when Spite stormed into the med bay, he didn't need to turn around to see it was her, the deep sigh of exasperation she brought in with her was enough to make it obvious.
Knockout pondered for a moment what he would say, should he dare speak in her presence, gently tapping away in the small crevice where Breakdowns old optic had been torn out by MECH and was about to be replaced with the shiny new gold optic delivered especially from Cybertron. Breakdown didn't know how lucky he was that there just so happened to be a spare optic on board the Nemesis, it's a fairly gruesome artefact to have aboard a travelling vessel.
Knockout was just about to connect the circuits within Breakdowns helm to the new optic when Spite started talking,
"She hasn't even tried to contact me," Spite said in a tiresome tone, even though her voice was softer than usual, it make Knockout twitch from the shock, almost losing the replacement optic. He didn't turn to face Spite, he didn't know what to say to her, all he could think about was the noise that her talons would make as they carved their way through his crimson armour,
"Who?" Knockout finally asked, 'what a stupid question…' he told himself afterwards,
"You know who I'm talking about you thick piece of scrap," Spite snapped back,
Normally Knockout would take offence, but he knew that this was Spites way of dealing with her supressed anger, she would lash out at anyone around her, the feelings they shared for one another still didn't put a stop to that,
"What do you care?" Knockout tried once again to focus on Breakdowns operation, he couldn't keep him in stasis for long and this was once of the few chances he would get to repair his friend, "you have your amigo from Cybertron joining you shortly," Knockout said dryly, knowing that this would mean he had even less time to catch Spite on a good day, 'why is it I like her so much again?' Knockout once again questioned to himself,
"I haven't heard from Kittystike either…" Spite sighed,
"Why does having a 'partner in crime' mean so much to you?" Knockouts servos where shaking, he couldn't operate and have a meaningful conversation at the same time, as he turned around to face Spite; he placed the optic gently onto the table beside him,
Spite scowled at him and ignored the question,
"Still not got the clumsy buffoons sight fixed?" Spite raised an optic ridge to the yellow bulb-like object on the desk beside Knockout,
"Give me a break," Knockout sounded more aggravated than usual, "I've been busy,"
"Doing what?" Spites voice rose to a higher pitch as she stood up, most of the time she had seen Knockout over the previous cycles, he had been lolling around in the med bay talking to himself when he thought nobody else was around,
"I've been thinking of a way out of your predicament," he said with a voice like silk,
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you want closure, and the only way you will get it, is by seeking revenge. I imagine that would suit you quite well?" a smirk warped his features with satisfaction,
"Do continue," Spite walked over to Knockout and sat on his knee facing him and gently lacing her arms around his neck,
Knockout was filled with pride, even he was impressed with the extraordinary lengths he had gone to in his plan, although simple, it would be effective,

"So did you ever kill an Autobot?"
"No,"
"Got any juicy secrets about any Deceptcons we may know?"
"No…"
"What about…"
"Will you shut up!" Malice had reached her breaking point with the female human known as; Miko once again. She slammed her fists down on the berth that had been set up so she could have her own research area in the Autobot base. This was the first time she had managed to find a moment to start organising her things and setting up in her new home, since entering the base through the ground bridge a few Earth cycles ago, she had endured a constant grilling from Optimus, he was right to be worried about accepting a changed Decepticon. Malice did have everything against her when it came to joining the Autobots, her name was only a minor setback when compared to her vocational research she did behind the scenes of the war, and she was always closely associated with her former partner; Spite. The only one around here who seemed to trust her, was Ratchet.
"What's the problem, Mal?" Ratchets usual gruff voice was always replaced with a more soothing tone when he was addressing Malice, but this was the only hint of kindness he was willing to show.
Ratchet had always been quite shy by nature, and since he brought Malice home to his Autobot comrades, he had chosen to keep any feelings or displays of affection to a bare minimum, possibly as an attempt to ease their connection into the group slowly. At this point in time, only Optimus was fully aware of the history Ratchet and Malice had.
"Ratch, I don't think I'm ever going to get used to these…" Malice always paused before saying the word, she didn't know if it caused offence to the smaller organic life forms, "…humans," she always hissed the word through her gritted denta, not meaning for it to sound as disgusting as it did.
Miko folded her arms and scrunched up her face, "geez, I was only asking a few questions,"
"Malice has been asked enough questions for the time being, Miko, why don't you go and err…" he was going to suggest she went on a ride with Bulkhead, he seemed to be the only one of them not aggravated by her presence, but unfortunately he and Bumblebee had gone on a scouting mission to an energon deposit.
"Never mind," Miko eventually said as she set herself up in front of the television and turned on the console with her foot, clearly not amused,
"Sorry, Ratch," Malice sighed as she slumped over her rickety desk that creaked under her weight, "this life style takes a lot of getting used to,"
"I know the humans may seem annoying at times, but…"
"It's not that," Malice interrupted, "think about it, Ratch, I just spent countless eons travelling through space, not staying in one place for more than a solar cycle and now I'm stranded here and I've willingly abandoned someone who I called a partner. Tell me again why you think I'm an Autobot?"
Ratchet let out a bark of laughter at Malices last words, "Mal, know that when you're with me, you're never stranded," Ratchet took hold of Malices servos and cupped his own around them, "as for the rest; I truthfully feel you made the right decision…"
Malice half smiled and looked into Ratchets optics, but just as she was starting to feel better, a sour voice echoed in her processor,
"Too slow, Malice, if that's still the name you chose to go by?" Spites sly voice was taunting her through their comm. Link.
"Spite!?" Malice jumped with shock,
"Remember me?" Spite growled back,
"What do you want?" Malice reached out to take Ratchets servo so he could help her up again,
"It's not about what I want, it's what the Decepticons want and will soon have," Spite ended her sentence with a cackle, and then all Malice could hear was static,
"What's wrong?" Ratchet checked Malice for any dents from her fall before embracing her tightly, "it's okay," he soothed, stroking her helm,
"No," Malices optics widened and her spark pulsed violently, "no it's not," she broke away from Ratchet and ran towards the ground bridge controls,
"What's going on?" Ratchet hurried after her,
"The Adversary!" Malice cried, "They're getting the weapons off the Adversary!"
Ratchets optics widened in shock, he had completely forgotten to mention the masses of weapons on board the ship to Optimus, he felt his processor turn into a haze and his faceplate flushed. He may not have been aware of what was on board the warship, but he knew that Megatron could not be allowed to get his servos on whatever it was.

Ratchet felt helpless, his processor was riddled with worry, his biggest worry of course being a tie up between leaving Miko in charge of the ground bridge and Megatron getting to the Adversary before he and Spite.
"Contacted Optimus?" Malice asked as she continued to speed across the icy surface of Earths highest point,
"I sent them the co-ordinates, with any luck they shouldn't be too far behind us," Ratchet watched the shards of ice get churned up by Malices tyres, if this wasn't so serious, he would have enjoyed sitting back and watching the display, the purple motorcycle appeared to be dancing across the highlighted surface of the planet that had adopted them.
"There they are," Malice said before she transformed and skidded to a halt on her knees, hiding behind a glacier,
Ratchet rolled up behind her and he too crouched low behind the glacier,
"We're not too late," he whispered as they both watched the Decepticons still gathering outside of the cargo hold, ready to blow it open and retrieve the goods inside. Stood separate to the Decepticon miners was a lime green femme, accompanied by a striking red mech,
"Spite and Knockout," Malice hissed, gritting her denta, "she's revealed the location of the weapons as a way of getting on Megatrons good side, pathetic"
Ratchet looked at Spite and Knockout stood closely together, Knockout had his arms woven around Spites shoulders and the two were smiling at one another, he then considered himself and Malice; were they really so different?
His thoughts were put to a stop when he saw Optimus accompanied by Bulkhead walking cautiously towards them,
"Where's Arcee? And Bumblebee?" Ratchet asked,
"Arcee was too far out, and we couldn't risk wasting energon on a third ground bridge to bring us all back to the base," Bulkhead shrugged, "and Bee stayed back at base, manning the ground bridge,"
Ratchet couldn't argue, he did feel safer knowing that their ride home was no longer dependant on Miko,
"What's going on?" Optimus was transfixed in the distance where he could see a gathering of Decepticons outside the Adversary,
"I can't explain everything right now because we don't have time, but," Ratchet was then interrupted by Malice completing his sentence,
"the Decepticons are about to get their servos on some heavy weaponry unless something gets done fast," Malice watched on with pain in her optics as she saw the Decepticons place explosives around the cargo hold, she was squeezing hold of Ratchets servo and once the explosives were detonated, she tightened her grip with such force, Ratchet thought he was going to lose his digits.
"My ship," Malice choked, as she watched half of the ships hull crumble effortlessly to the ground, revealing the tight maze of secret compartments she had spent eons finding,
Ratchets attention was drawn to a crack in the ice that had made its way towards them from the detonation site, "we can sink it!" he said excitedly, "it looks to be our only option," he then looked on solemnly at the mass of Decepticon workers, scavenging the wreckage.
"I think the docs right, there's no way we can take on all those 'cons," Bulkhead said in agreement,
"Alright then," Optimus began, he was about to elaborate his plan when Malice spoke up,
"No!" she called, "that's my ship! Nobody is sinking it!"
"Malice, we don't have an option," Ratchet tried to embrace her but she broke away,
"But if I lose that ship, then it means I'm stuck here," Malice's optics began to glisten with tears,
"You were still planning on leaving?" Ratchet asked, with a saddened look on his face,
"Argh!" Bulkhead then jumped over the glacier that was separating them from the clear stretch of ice where the Adversary had crashed, "we don't have time for this," he then transformed his servo into a wrecking ball and hammered it down onto the ice with all his might, making a hollow sound echo through the nearby glaciers and causing the Decepticons to stop in their track,

Upon hearing the impact, Spite spun around, she saw the large green Autobot who had his servo embedded into the ice, but that wasn't her concern, she saw Malice just behind him and a sadistic smile teased her lips. Her smile was suddenly wiped away as she saw the colossal green Autobot hammer once again down onto the ice, this time it caused a crack to appear and slither its way towards them, finally stopping when it met the base of the Adversary,
"Move," she said silently,
"What?" Knockout questioned,
"Move!" Spite shouted as she scrambled onto the nearest glacier, followed by Knockout,

There was a silence, Malice and the Autobots watched as the Decepticons all began to climb to higher ground but they couldn't work out why, until they heard a deafening creak followed by piercing snapping noises caused by the ice crumbling below the Adversary.
"No!" Malice called as she began to run towards the ship,
"Malice, stop!" Ratchet chased after her, tackling her to the floor and holding her struggling frame in place,
There was another moments silence followed by sudden quake that made the ice below them jolt and rumble below their feet, by the time Malice looked up again, half of her ship had been submerged in the ice, and what was left was slowly sinking into the icy blue depths of Earths coldest place.
Ratchet allowed Malice to wriggle from his grasp and fall onto her knees, closing her optics she heard the crying wails of the Adversarys hull scratching against the shards of ice,
"Goodbye, my friend," she whispered, allowing a tear to fall down her cheek as she listened to the final few moans of the ship, followed by the loud bubbling of the escaping air inside it. Finally there was a hissing noise, she wasn't sure what caused this, but it was the last thing she heard before the sound of her fists punching the ice in anger, "my ship," she whispered again to herself.

Spite didn't care to watch the display of her old home falling victim to their new planets elements, she was too blinded by the opportunity to have one last drill at her former partner, she was fast approaching Malice, but she was seen by the Autobots who stood in front of her, making a barricade, stopping her move any closer, but she didn't protest,
"Malice!" Spite called, trying to get the attention of the purple femme, "you took the bait then," she added calmly with a hint of accomplishment in her voice,
Malice looked up slowly, "bait?" she questioned,
"You didn't think some fancy weapons and trinkets were what I was talking about over the comm. link did you?" Spite shook her head mockingly, "and everyone always said you were the smart one,"
"the Adversary is gone!" Ratchet shouted at Spites back, "the weapons are out of reach in these conditions, you lost,"
"I didn't care much for the weapons," Spite said calmly as she paraded herself back over to Knockout, triumphantly. This time she felt that she was the one doing the ditching, it was better this way round, "great plan, handsome," Spite said as she wrapped her arm around Knockouts waist and kissed him lightly on the cheek,
Ratchet then didn't hesitate in calling for a ground bridge which appeared only moments later, having to drag Malice back through kicking and screaming.