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"I'm certain that if we went for a drive and did some sightseeing, it would clear your processor," Ratchet repeated in a soothing tone aimed at Malice, who had spent the past earth day staring at the approaching energy signal.
Optimus had been made aware of the approaching shuttle, but he made the decision not to act, they don't have the numbers or the energon to face a surprise Decepticon attack, they first need to find out who is on the shuttle before engaging, and doing this from a distance appeared to be the best option.
Ratchet hated leaving the base, as he found nothing on this planet that captured his interest, so the fact that he was suggesting this to help Malice, meant a great deal, unfortunately the obsessed femme had other plans.
"Sure," Malice replied, in a pathetic attempt at sounding excited by the concept of pretending to be oblivious to the shuttle.
Ratchet didn't notice the dryness of her voice, instead he gave her a convinced smile and prepared himself for the drive, "meet you outside," he said in a gruff voice that replaced his smile with an expression of tiredness and boredom.

As soon as Ratchet was out of sight, Malice turned to the ground bridge controls and tapped in the co-ordinates she had traced the shuttle to, "forgive me Autobots, but I am all too aware of who is on that shuttle…" Malice sped into the blue tornado of the ground bridge before it had fully traced the co-ordinates, but she didn't have time to wait. The bridge should close the moment she lands on the other side, meaning she would have enough time before Ratchet noticed she was missing.

"Kittystike, my dear," Starscream outstretched his arms and Kittystike ran straight into them, Falcon watched on with envy, Starscream was the only mech she spoke so highly of and he had been fighting to be in that same position since meeting her.
"Starscream," Kittysrike said in a voice that sounded more adult than her years would let on, her stature had also become rigid, as if standing to attention, it would appear Starscream was ahead of Falcon by miles in terms of respect…
"Ah-em," Falcon stepped out of the shuttle and onto the icy surface, making sure he would be heard.
"Don't you look familiar?" Starscream dipped an optic ridge in thought as he surveyed the orange mech stood before him,
"I should do," Falcon replied with a scowl, his denta were gritted in aggravation, he realised now that looking at Starscream brought back the not-so-fond memories of the bar brawl where they last encountered each other.
"Falcon is my travel companion," Kittystrike interrupted, hoping this would stop Starscreams trail of thoughts before his memory found Falcon lying under a table, leaking energon from his arrogant lips that should have stayed shut that night.
"I was more than that before the space bridge was sent," Falcon uttered under his breath, turning away to board the shuttle again,
"The mech from Cybertron," a smirk teased the sides of Starscreams mouth, "how good it is to see you again," his attention turned to Kittystrike, "you have brought him to apologise I take it?"
"It's the least I could do for my sire," Kittystrike knew it was best to agree and get this meeting out of the way, but Falcon had ideas of his own,
"I was actually thinking I would head straight back to Cybertron," Smirking to himself as he sat at the controls, Falcon winked at Kittystrike, "nice knowing ya, Sweetspark," he said in his old and familiar seductive tone that he had admittedly missed.
Kittystrike looked horrified, while Starscream hunched over and glared, "suit yourself, give my best to Thundercracker and Skywarp, I'm sure they're seeking revenge on you still."
"Yeah, well, see ya," Falcon grabbed hold of the door lock, but before he could pull it shut, he heard a shrill.
"Wait!," Kittystrike had her arm inside the door, stopping him from pulling the leaver,
"What for?" Falcon said in jest, "I'm your travel companion we're not travelling anymore."
Kittystrike looked over her shoulder at her sire, Starscream, he was watching intently from a distance, "don't do this," she whispered in a hollow rasp.
"Tell me I mean more to you," Falcon glared,
"I can't, not here,"
"Then I can't stay,"
"Falcon," Kittystrikes optics glistened, she wanted him around but she wasn't ready to say anything yet, and certainly admitting it in front of Starscream wouldn't be doing her any favours.
But before she could do anymore to persuade him to stay, a metallic thud sounded at the other side of the shuttle, before the cockpit began to lean slowly, picking up pace as the shuttle tilted over, coming to a halt just before crushing Kittystrike beneath it.
"What the?" Falcon looked out of the window that was facing upwards, he didn't see anything, but then something hit him in the back of the helm, "Argh!" he fell out of the shuttle and hit the ice with a crash, causing it to crack beneath him.
Kittystrike wiggled her way out from under the shuttle and was met by Starscream,
"Are you alright?" he helped her up and brushed off her wings,
"I'm fine," she said coldly,
"A little help guys," Falcons trembling voice could be heard from the other side of the shuttle, both Starscream and Kittystrike flew into the air, just enough so they could peek over the edge and see what Falcon had gotten himself into.

"One more move and he's scrap metal!" Malice shouted before growling against Falcon trying to struggle his way out from the headlock that the purple femme had him in, with a surgical tool being held to his helm.
Starscream barked with laughter, "take him," he jested, "you would be doing us a favour,"
"Malice?" Kittystrike ignored Falcon for the moment, Malice had been a traitor to Spite, there wasn't a chance she would allow Malice to leave here alive.
"I knew it was you!" Malice shouted back to Kittystrike,
"You knew it was me and you came alone, did you?" Kittystrike landed opposite Malice and grinned, showing her pearly white fangs, "was that wise?"

Malice started regretting her actions, originally she came to observe, but she too had visions of letting Kittystrike leave this meeting, and they didn't end well in the long term.
"Easy on the cables there, beautiful," Falcon choked in Malices grasp, she must have tightened her grip from fear,
"Humph," Kittystrike noticed the 'beautiful' comment, Falcon was trying to get her to fall into his trap of admitting her feelings to him in front of Starscream, but she refused to let on.
"Oh this is ridiculous!" Starscream announced, waving his arms in the air. He looked back and fourth from Malice to Kittystrike, "lets end this," he hissed as he raised a rocket launcher and fired at Malices feet, causing a hole in the ice that threatened to swallow her and Falcon,
"Fal-…" but Kittystike was cut off by Starscream grabbing her by the waist and hauling her into the air.

Malice could get away in time if she dropped Falcon, but she didn't want to risk handing over another Decepticon to Megatrons already ever growing army, so she held onto Falcon for dear life as she dragged him away from the cracks that were slowly catching up with her,
"Sweetspark, if you don't drop me, we're both going to die!" Falcon pleaded, but he had stopped struggling, knowing it would only slow the femme down further, but just before he felt that all hope was lost, he saw two vehicles in the distance, thundering towards them,
"My lucky day," Malice panted as she saw the red and white paintwork belonging to Ratchet, driving alongside Optimus Prime, "my heros," she whispered…

"Malice!" Ratchet transformed and thundered ahead of Optimus, but he stopped when he saw the ice opening behind Malice and the mech she was dragging along.
Malice let go of Falcon and he immediately began running in a different direction to Malice.
"Ratchet, get him, he's our key to getting, Kittystrike!"
"What?"
While Ratchet was taking his time to understand what Malice had meant, Optimus had already sped towards the mech.
Malice and Ratchet watched as Falcon looked over his shoulder, just in time to see Optimus transform and continue his pursuit on foot.
Falcon panicked and took the risk of stopping to transform, but there hadn't been enough distance between himself and Optimus as the red and blue mech grabbed him, pinning him to the floor.
"Thank Primus," Malice sighed.
"What were you thinking!?" Ratchet bellowed, "you have been nothing but trouble since arriving at our base, now I don't know what kinds of rules they have on the Nemesis, but if you're staying with us, then you had better remain under control!"
"Because of me, we just caught a Decepticon that could be our ticket for another compromise!"
"That isn't for you to decide!" Ratchet turned on his heel and stormed away from Malice, leaving her angry and hurt, "Arcee, bridge us back," he hissed into his comm. Link.

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"I'm certain that if we went for a drive and did some sightseeing, it would clear your processor," Ratchet repeated in a soothing tone aimed at Malice, who had spent the past earth day staring at the approaching energy signal.
Optimus had been made aware of the approaching shuttle, but he made the decision not to act, they don't have the numbers or the energon to face a surprise Decepticon attack, they first need to find out who is on the shuttle before engaging, and doing this from a distance appeared to be the best option.
Ratchet hated leaving the base, as he found nothing on this planet that captured his interest, so the fact that he was suggesting this to help Malice, meant a great deal, unfortunately the obsessed femme had other plans.
"Sure," Malice replied, in a pathetic attempt at sounding excited by the concept of pretending to be oblivious to the shuttle.
Ratchet didn't notice the dryness of her voice, instead he gave her a convinced smile and prepared himself for the drive, "meet you outside," he said in a gruff voice that replaced his smile with an expression of tiredness and boredom.

As soon as Ratchet was out of sight, Malice turned to the ground bridge controls and tapped in the co-ordinates she had traced the shuttle to, "forgive me Autobots, but I am all too aware of who is on that shuttle…" Malice sped into the blue tornado of the ground bridge before it had fully traced the co-ordinates, but she didn't have time to wait. The bridge should close the moment she lands on the other side, meaning she would have enough time before Ratchet noticed she was missing.

"Kittystike, my dear," Starscream outstretched his arms and Kittystike ran straight into them, Falcon watched on with envy, Starscream was the only mech she spoke so highly of and he had been fighting to be in that same position since meeting her.
"Starscream," Kittysrike said in a voice that sounded more adult than her years would let on, her stature had also become rigid, as if standing to attention, it would appear Starscream was ahead of Falcon by miles in terms of respect…
"Ah-em," Falcon stepped out of the shuttle and onto the icy surface, making sure he would be heard.
"Don't you look familiar?" Starscream dipped an optic ridge in thought as he surveyed the orange mech stood before him,
"I should do," Falcon replied with a scowl, his denta were gritted in aggravation, he realised now that looking at Starscream brought back the not-so-fond memories of the bar brawl where they last encountered each other.
"Falcon is my travel companion," Kittystrike interrupted, hoping this would stop Starscreams trail of thoughts before his memory found Falcon lying under a table, leaking energon from his arrogant lips that should have stayed shut that night.
"I was more than that before the space bridge was sent," Falcon uttered under his breath, turning away to board the shuttle again,
"The mech from Cybertron," a smirk teased the sides of Starscreams mouth, "how good it is to see you again," his attention turned to Kittystrike, "you have brought him to apologise I take it?"
"It's the least I could do for my sire," Kittystrike knew it was best to agree and get this meeting out of the way, but Falcon had ideas of his own,
"I was actually thinking I would head straight back to Cybertron," Smirking to himself as he sat at the controls, Falcon winked at Kittystrike, "nice knowing ya, Sweetspark," he said in his old and familiar seductive tone that he had admittedly missed.
Kittystrike looked horrified, while Starscream hunched over and glared, "suit yourself, give my best to Thundercracker and Skywarp, I'm sure they're seeking revenge on you still."
"Yeah, well, see ya," Falcon grabbed hold of the door lock, but before he could pull it shut, he heard a shrill.
"Wait!," Kittystrike had her arm inside the door, stopping him from pulling the leaver,
"What for?" Falcon said in jest, "I'm your travel companion we're not travelling anymore."
Kittystrike looked over her shoulder at her sire, Starscream, he was watching intently from a distance, "don't do this," she whispered in a hollow rasp.
"Tell me I mean more to you," Falcon glared,
"I can't, not here,"
"Then I can't stay,"
"Falcon," Kittystrikes optics glistened, she wanted him around but she wasn't ready to say anything yet, and certainly admitting it in front of Starscream wouldn't be doing her any favours.
But before she could do anymore to persuade him to stay, a metallic thud sounded at the other side of the shuttle, before the cockpit began to lean slowly, picking up pace as the shuttle tilted over, coming to a halt just before crushing Kittystrike beneath it.
"What the?" Falcon looked out of the window that was facing upwards, he didn't see anything, but then something hit him in the back of the helm, "Argh!" he fell out of the shuttle and hit the ice with a crash, causing it to crack beneath him.
Kittystrike wiggled her way out from under the shuttle and was met by Starscream,
"Are you alright?" he helped her up and brushed off her wings,
"I'm fine," she said coldly,
"A little help guys," Falcons trembling voice could be heard from the other side of the shuttle, both Starscream and Kittystrike flew into the air, just enough so they could peek over the edge and see what Falcon had gotten himself into.

"One more move and he's scrap metal!" Malice shouted before growling against Falcon trying to struggle his way out from the headlock that the purple femme had him in, with a surgical tool being held to his helm.
Starscream barked with laughter, "take him," he jested, "you would be doing us a favour,"
"Malice?" Kittystrike ignored Falcon for the moment, Malice had been a traitor to Spite, there wasn't a chance she would allow Malice to leave here alive.
"I knew it was you!" Malice shouted back to Kittystrike,
"You knew it was me and you came alone, did you?" Kittystrike landed opposite Malice and grinned, showing her pearly white fangs, "was that wise?"

Malice started regretting her actions, originally she came to observe, but she too had visions of letting Kittystrike leave this meeting, and they didn't end well in the long term.
"Easy on the cables there, beautiful," Falcon choked in Malices grasp, she must have tightened her grip from fear,
"Humph," Kittystrike noticed the 'beautiful' comment, Falcon was trying to get her to fall into his trap of admitting her feelings to him in front of Starscream, but she refused to let on.
"Oh this is ridiculous!" Starscream announced, waving his arms in the air. He looked back and fourth from Malice to Kittystrike, "lets end this," he hissed as he raised a rocket launcher and fired at Malices feet, causing a hole in the ice that threatened to swallow her and Falcon,
"Fal-…" but Kittystike was cut off by Starscream grabbing her by the waist and hauling her into the air.

Malice could get away in time if she dropped Falcon, but she didn't want to risk handing over another Decepticon to Megatrons already ever growing army, so she held onto Falcon for dear life as she dragged him away from the cracks that were slowly catching up with her,
"Sweetspark, if you don't drop me, we're both going to die!" Falcon pleaded, but he had stopped struggling, knowing it would only slow the femme down further, but just before he felt that all hope was lost, he saw two vehicles in the distance, thundering towards them,
"My lucky day," Malice panted as she saw the red and white paintwork belonging to Ratchet, driving alongside Optimus Prime, "my heros," she whispered…

"Malice!" Ratchet transformed and thundered ahead of Optimus, but he stopped when he saw the ice opening behind Malice and the mech she was dragging along.
Malice let go of Falcon and he immediately began running in a different direction to Malice.
"Ratchet, get him, he's our key to getting, Kittystrike!"
"What?"
While Ratchet was taking his time to understand what Malice had meant, Optimus had already sped towards the mech.
Malice and Ratchet watched as Falcon looked over his shoulder, just in time to see Optimus transform and continue his pursuit on foot.
Falcon panicked and took the risk of stopping to transform, but there hadn't been enough distance between himself and Optimus as the red and blue mech grabbed him, pinning him to the floor.
"Thank Primus," Malice sighed.
"What were you thinking!?" Ratchet bellowed, "you have been nothing but trouble since arriving at our base, now I don't know what kinds of rules they have on the Nemesis, but if you're staying with us, then you had better remain under control!"
"Because of me, we just caught a Decepticon that could be our ticket for another compromise!"
"That isn't for you to decide!" Ratchet turned on his heel and stormed away from Malice, leaving her angry and hurt, "Arcee, bridge us back," he hissed into his comm. Link.