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"Lord Megatron, regretfully the weapons we were told that had been sealed on board the Adversary, are no longer within our reach…" Knockout bowed before Megatron, trying to appear humble and still confident as Spite was also present.
"What?" Megatron spat,
"The Autobots showed up and managed to sink the ship, the precious cargo is now submerged under miles of freezing water, sealed below the ice,"
"We don't know how the Autobots caught onto our plan," Spite added hastily, she knew it was her fault, if she hadn't been looking to mess with Malice, then the weaponry would be on the Nemesis by now, "I know who is to blame, lord Megatron," Spite then bowed low,
"I don't care about the loss of your ex-partner, she was hardly of value to me, and if what you have told me is true," he threw Spite a suspicious glare, "if it was her fault that my ship was ruined, then she would have been scrap before long, regardless,"
Knockout and Spite looked at one another, wondering if Megatron was dismissing them or if they should stay,
"Lord Megatron," Knockout began,
"You may leave, both of you," Megatron purred as he turned to Soundwave, waiting for the doors to close behind him before he continued, "you can still trace the Adversarys co-ordinates?" he asked expectantly to Soundwave,
Standing to his full height, Soundwave put a radar on his monitor, there was a hollow beeping echoing from his screen and each time the sound echoed, a small beep on his monitor appeared,
"It's a suicide mission," Megatron said after evaluating the data Soundwave had provided, however instead of admitting defeat, Megatron grinned menacingly.

"What are you looking so smug about?" Spite asked as she and Knockout strolled back to the med bay,
"It may interest you to know that I happened to see a response to the call you made to a certain 'lost comrade' before we were summoned to Megatron,"
"And you're only telling me this now!?" Spite shoved Knockout into the wall before speeding ahead,
Knockout checked himself for scratches, but when he found he was clean, he smiled, now that he had once again made the femme happy, life would hopefully become easier.

"The past has a way of catching up to the present," Starscream purred to himself as he emerged from the shadows of a doorway near to where he had seen Knockout and Spite have their brief conversation, he wondered what had been meant by it, clearly the new femme; Spite had made a call to someone from her past, but who? "It couldn't be…" Starscream had not long received a message addressed to him from his 'creation'; Kittystrike, saying that she would be seeing him sooner than he expected, surely the two couldn't be linked…
It was when he turned his next corner into the medical bay that he saw Knockout and Spite huddled together at a screen,
"What do we have here?" He hissed in a mocking voice that had only a hint of curiosity,
Startled, Spite turned around suddenly, "you say a single thing to Megatron, I will have your spark on a plate before you can say Primus," Spite hissed at him through her gritted denta,
"Spite, that's not the way to get him on our side," Knockout said with a reasoning tone,
"I don't want him on our side, I want him gone," Spite barked,
"Pity," Starscream caught a glimpse of the shuttles schematics on the radar, Kittystrike was indeed on board that particular vessel, "I wanted to come to an agreement, no questions asked," Starscream narrowed his optics as he saw Spite relax her posture,
"What kind of an agreement?" Knockout stepped forward sceptically.
"I know someone on board that vessel,"
"Who?" Spite snapped
"I said; no questions asked, didn't I?" Starscream growled, "I will set up a spacebridge that can bring them here immediately, but I need your help to cloak it from Megatron and that retched Soundwave,"
Spite and Knockout exchanged glances, "agreed," they said in union,
"Perfect," Starscream approached the computer an immediately began setting up the co ordinates.

"Primus knows I need this, Ratchet," Malice gasped as she was tugging at Ratchets armour shortly after pushing him against the computer in the Autobot base, they were alone, but they didn't know for how long.
Ratchet had found himself unable to back away anymore from the eager femme, he only wished that he had had this effect on them on Cybertron, he had never been considered particularly desirable back then. "Malice, I don't know, it's been a long day and we don't know when the others are coming back," he placed his larger servos around her waist and politely pushed her away so she was no longer smothering him,
"Ratchet, do you have any idea how long I've waited for…" but Malice was cut off by an alert sounding from the computer,
"Thank Primus," Ratchet whispered, but a little too loud,
"What's that supposed to mean!?" Malice growled,
"Something's just appeared in Earths solar system from out of nowhere," Ratchets brow furrowed,
"Don't ignore the question," Malice shrieked,
"Malice, seriously, look, do you have any idea what this is?" Ratchet turned the screen towards Malice who reluctantly analysed what was before her,
"It looks like a shuttle… In fact, it looks exactly like the shuttle that Spite claimed had 'fallen off' the Adversary during take-off,"
"Well it's clearly being navigated by someone, it's heading to the exact same spot that we last saw the Adversary…"
"She must have lied to me,"
"You sound surprised," Ratchet raised an optic ridge, but then he saw the hurt expression on Malice's face and quickly apologised.
"Should we go and see what they're up to?" Malice approached the ground bridge entrance and paused, expecting Ratchet to open the co-ordinates.
"Not this time," he shook his head, "this time we will alert Optimus before we do anything rash,"

"Are you sure we want to just show up in Decepticon territory unannounced?" Falcon admired his muscles in the reflection of the shuttles windows, they were surrounded in darkness all apart from a large blue and white body they were fast approaching.
"We have been invited personally," Kittystrike gleamed,
"By who?"
"Commander Starscream himself," Kittystrike smiled and shook her head in disbelief,
"I don't mean to burst your bubble, but the commander and I aren't exactly on speaking terms," Falcon clenched his denta together, remembering his last run in with Starscream, down to every detail, resulting in his painful defeat,
"Knockout is there too," Kittystike responded in a matter of fact tone,
"Something tells me my opinion no longer counts?" Falcon rested his hands on his hips and smiled,
"You could say that," Kittystrike winked back at him, "brace yourself," Kittystrike strapped herself into the control chair and Falcon crouched beside her, gripping hold of the jagged floor.
"Can we establish contact yet?" he asked, looking up at the femme whose face was stern with concentration,
"I will try once we've landed," Kittystrike responded through gritted denta as Falcon looked up to her face that was shimmering against the planets star, her brow was furrowed in concentration and her servos were tightly clenched around the shuttles steering mechanism. "Stop staring at me Falcon, it's annoying," Kittystrike hissed, fighting against the planets gravitational pull,
"So can Starscream know about us?" Falcon snapped his gaze away and asked with a smile,
"Know about us what?" Kittystrike flipped a few switches, almost losing control of the shuttle,
"Well, about us being together?" Falcon looked up to her again, puzzled,
"What are you talking about?" Kittystirke gazed into his optics briefly, when suddenly they fell the shuttle spin, knocking Kittystrike from her seat and onto Falcons knee, "Falcon, a little help would be appreciated here," she snapped, going back to her chair and allowing Flacon to stumble to his feet,
"Fine," he scoffed, "but don't this this is over, we will continue this conversation when we land," he scowled before heading into the engine room, as soon as he left, Kittystrike sighed and shook her head…

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Part 12 *please read description*

"Lord Megatron, regretfully the weapons we were told that had been sealed on board the Adversary, are no longer within our reach…" Knockout bowed before Megatron, trying to appear humble and still confident as Spite was also present.
"What?" Megatron spat,
"The Autobots showed up and managed to sink the ship, the precious cargo is now submerged under miles of freezing water, sealed below the ice,"
"We don't know how the Autobots caught onto our plan," Spite added hastily, she knew it was her fault, if she hadn't been looking to mess with Malice, then the weaponry would be on the Nemesis by now, "I know who is to blame, lord Megatron," Spite then bowed low,
"I don't care about the loss of your ex-partner, she was hardly of value to me, and if what you have told me is true," he threw Spite a suspicious glare, "if it was her fault that my ship was ruined, then she would have been scrap before long, regardless,"
Knockout and Spite looked at one another, wondering if Megatron was dismissing them or if they should stay,
"Lord Megatron," Knockout began,
"You may leave, both of you," Megatron purred as he turned to Soundwave, waiting for the doors to close behind him before he continued, "you can still trace the Adversarys co-ordinates?" he asked expectantly to Soundwave,
Standing to his full height, Soundwave put a radar on his monitor, there was a hollow beeping echoing from his screen and each time the sound echoed, a small beep on his monitor appeared,
"It's a suicide mission," Megatron said after evaluating the data Soundwave had provided, however instead of admitting defeat, Megatron grinned menacingly.

"What are you looking so smug about?" Spite asked as she and Knockout strolled back to the med bay,
"It may interest you to know that I happened to see a response to the call you made to a certain 'lost comrade' before we were summoned to Megatron,"
"And you're only telling me this now!?" Spite shoved Knockout into the wall before speeding ahead,
Knockout checked himself for scratches, but when he found he was clean, he smiled, now that he had once again made the femme happy, life would hopefully become easier.

"The past has a way of catching up to the present," Starscream purred to himself as he emerged from the shadows of a doorway near to where he had seen Knockout and Spite have their brief conversation, he wondered what had been meant by it, clearly the new femme; Spite had made a call to someone from her past, but who? "It couldn't be…" Starscream had not long received a message addressed to him from his 'creation'; Kittystrike, saying that she would be seeing him sooner than he expected, surely the two couldn't be linked…
It was when he turned his next corner into the medical bay that he saw Knockout and Spite huddled together at a screen,
"What do we have here?" He hissed in a mocking voice that had only a hint of curiosity,
Startled, Spite turned around suddenly, "you say a single thing to Megatron, I will have your spark on a plate before you can say Primus," Spite hissed at him through her gritted denta,
"Spite, that's not the way to get him on our side," Knockout said with a reasoning tone,
"I don't want him on our side, I want him gone," Spite barked,
"Pity," Starscream caught a glimpse of the shuttles schematics on the radar, Kittystrike was indeed on board that particular vessel, "I wanted to come to an agreement, no questions asked," Starscream narrowed his optics as he saw Spite relax her posture,
"What kind of an agreement?" Knockout stepped forward sceptically.
"I know someone on board that vessel,"
"Who?" Spite snapped
"I said; no questions asked, didn't I?" Starscream growled, "I will set up a spacebridge that can bring them here immediately, but I need your help to cloak it from Megatron and that retched Soundwave,"
Spite and Knockout exchanged glances, "agreed," they said in union,
"Perfect," Starscream approached the computer an immediately began setting up the co ordinates.

"Primus knows I need this, Ratchet," Malice gasped as she was tugging at Ratchets armour shortly after pushing him against the computer in the Autobot base, they were alone, but they didn't know for how long.
Ratchet had found himself unable to back away anymore from the eager femme, he only wished that he had had this effect on them on Cybertron, he had never been considered particularly desirable back then. "Malice, I don't know, it's been a long day and we don't know when the others are coming back," he placed his larger servos around her waist and politely pushed her away so she was no longer smothering him,
"Ratchet, do you have any idea how long I've waited for…" but Malice was cut off by an alert sounding from the computer,
"Thank Primus," Ratchet whispered, but a little too loud,
"What's that supposed to mean!?" Malice growled,
"Something's just appeared in Earths solar system from out of nowhere," Ratchets brow furrowed,
"Don't ignore the question," Malice shrieked,
"Malice, seriously, look, do you have any idea what this is?" Ratchet turned the screen towards Malice who reluctantly analysed what was before her,
"It looks like a shuttle… In fact, it looks exactly like the shuttle that Spite claimed had 'fallen off' the Adversary during take-off,"
"Well it's clearly being navigated by someone, it's heading to the exact same spot that we last saw the Adversary…"
"She must have lied to me,"
"You sound surprised," Ratchet raised an optic ridge, but then he saw the hurt expression on Malice's face and quickly apologised.
"Should we go and see what they're up to?" Malice approached the ground bridge entrance and paused, expecting Ratchet to open the co-ordinates.
"Not this time," he shook his head, "this time we will alert Optimus before we do anything rash,"

"Are you sure we want to just show up in Decepticon territory unannounced?" Falcon admired his muscles in the reflection of the shuttles windows, they were surrounded in darkness all apart from a large blue and white body they were fast approaching.
"We have been invited personally," Kittystrike gleamed,
"By who?"
"Commander Starscream himself," Kittystrike smiled and shook her head in disbelief,
"I don't mean to burst your bubble, but the commander and I aren't exactly on speaking terms," Falcon clenched his denta together, remembering his last run in with Starscream, down to every detail, resulting in his painful defeat,
"Knockout is there too," Kittystike responded in a matter of fact tone,
"Something tells me my opinion no longer counts?" Falcon rested his hands on his hips and smiled,
"You could say that," Kittystrike winked back at him, "brace yourself," Kittystrike strapped herself into the control chair and Falcon crouched beside her, gripping hold of the jagged floor.
"Can we establish contact yet?" he asked, looking up at the femme whose face was stern with concentration,
"I will try once we've landed," Kittystrike responded through gritted denta as Falcon looked up to her face that was shimmering against the planets star, her brow was furrowed in concentration and her servos were tightly clenched around the shuttles steering mechanism. "Stop staring at me Falcon, it's annoying," Kittystrike hissed, fighting against the planets gravitational pull,
"So can Starscream know about us?" Falcon snapped his gaze away and asked with a smile,
"Know about us what?" Kittystrike flipped a few switches, almost losing control of the shuttle,
"Well, about us being together?" Falcon looked up to her again, puzzled,
"What are you talking about?" Kittystirke gazed into his optics briefly, when suddenly they fell the shuttle spin, knocking Kittystrike from her seat and onto Falcons knee, "Falcon, a little help would be appreciated here," she snapped, going back to her chair and allowing Flacon to stumble to his feet,
"Fine," he scoffed, "but don't this this is over, we will continue this conversation when we land," he scowled before heading into the engine room, as soon as he left, Kittystrike sighed and shook her head…