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Chapter 1: Stray
Grey, the sky was an ominous grey today even though the forecast was supposed to be sunny. Something was off, the black fur around her neck stood up as the wind blew, causing the leaves in the trees to rustle. That wasn't all the wind brought, she thought she heard a howl, a pained howl. Sniffing the air she caught the scent of energon, "D, I'll be a moment, do we have the supplies in case of injuries?"
::Yes ma'am, you aren't hurt are you?::
"I'm not," the dark femme replied as she found the source of the howl, "But our company is."
Minding her surroundings she carefully and slowly inched closer to the mech, he kind of looked like her. He resembled a werewolf, but she knew that wasn't what he was. Sniffing his body she found the source of the energon, he was wounded. "Must have been one heck of a fight," she mumbled as she moved to pick him up.
His optics opened suddenly as he let out a snarl raising his claws to slash at her. She quickly backed away, the mech's breathing was heavy as if that single attack had taken every last bit of energy that her had. He kept his yellow optics on her as if he was challenging her to get near him. Her own purple optics stared back at him, watching in silence as he slowly slumped back to the ground.
::Is everything alright miss?::
"I'm ok D," the femme reassured her companion.
"Let's get you treated," she told the unconscious mech as she wrapped his arm around her neck. Her other hand wrapped around his waist she slowly made her way back to her companion.
::Ahh is this the company you spoke of miss,:: D asked as the femme entered the ship.
"Yep, I'm not sure who he is but I know what he is."
::And that would be?::
"A Decepticon."
::A Decepticon?! Milady please think about what you're doing,:: D insisted as she placed the mech on the medical berth.
"I am, and please don't blow a circuit. If it makes you feel any better I'll keep him restrained," the dark femme sighed as she put on a pair of glasses.
She swiftly cuffed the mech and started working on his wounds.
Working through the night the femme had fallen into recharge at her monitor. ::Um Miss this is not a good place for recharge, if our... guest should wake up I'll notify you.::
"I wasn't in recharge," the femme sighed as she took off her glasses and rubbed her optics, "I was resting my optics."
::My apologies ma'am.::
The femme turned around when she heard the sound of her guest waking up.
A dull and throbbing pain woke the Decepticon from his recharge, moving his hand he gently placed it to his side. That's odd, he thought when he felt his wounds were fixed.
"Please don't mess with that, I just fixed it and I don't want you to reopen the wound."
Steeljaw bolted up and turned to his right to see a dark grey femme wearing a sheet of metal that looked like a lab coat. "Who are you and where am I," he snarled as he got up only to feel something tugging on his arm. Looking down he saw he was cuffed to the berth.
"I'm glad you were cautious of this guy, D," the femme replied with a hint of annoyance.
::If I wasn't cautious we wouldn't be here," a voice echoed through the room.
Steeljaw looked around for the source of the voice but couldn't find him.
"That's D, Doradus, he's my ships guide," the femme explained.
::Well technically I am the ship.::
"Who are you," Steeljaw snarled as he tugged on the cuff trying to get free.
"Is this how you show gratitude to the bot that saved your life," the femme countered, "Plus if you want to get to know someone name you should introduce yourself first."
"I am not in the mood for games," he snarled as he bared his dentures.
::Should I have the weapons on him ma'am,:: D asked as two blasters emerged from the ceiling, aiming at him. The guns powered up ready to shoot. "No need, plus it would leave a mess all over the place and I don't feel like cleaning it up," the femme sighed as she scratched the back of her helm with closed optics.
The guns powered down and slid back into the ceiling. Steeljaw exhaled deeply, not knowing that he was holding his breath.
"Sorry about that, he's protective. You should get some more rest and it's late," the femme replied as she placed an energon cube beside him, "Try to get some of this down before you to into recharge. I'll check up on you in the morning."
Steeljaw watch in disbelief as the femme walked out of the room, staring at her aft and tail as she left.
:
o not even think of trying to escape I will know,:: D warned as a gun emerged from the ceiling, pointing at him. ::Also if you do anything to hurt milady, I will not hesitate to take you offline.::
Grey, the sky was an ominous grey today even though the forecast was supposed to be sunny. Something was off, the black fur around her neck stood up as the wind blew, causing the leaves in the trees to rustle. That wasn't all the wind brought, she thought she heard a howl, a pained howl. Sniffing the air she caught the scent of energon, "D, I'll be a moment, do we have the supplies in case of injuries?"
::Yes ma'am, you aren't hurt are you?::
"I'm not," the dark femme replied as she found the source of the howl, "But our company is."
Minding her surroundings she carefully and slowly inched closer to the mech, he kind of looked like her. He resembled a werewolf, but she knew that wasn't what he was. Sniffing his body she found the source of the energon, he was wounded. "Must have been one heck of a fight," she mumbled as she moved to pick him up.
His optics opened suddenly as he let out a snarl raising his claws to slash at her. She quickly backed away, the mech's breathing was heavy as if that single attack had taken every last bit of energy that her had. He kept his yellow optics on her as if he was challenging her to get near him. Her own purple optics stared back at him, watching in silence as he slowly slumped back to the ground.
::Is everything alright miss?::
"I'm ok D," the femme reassured her companion.
"Let's get you treated," she told the unconscious mech as she wrapped his arm around her neck. Her other hand wrapped around his waist she slowly made her way back to her companion.
::Ahh is this the company you spoke of miss,:: D asked as the femme entered the ship.
"Yep, I'm not sure who he is but I know what he is."
::And that would be?::
"A Decepticon."
::A Decepticon?! Milady please think about what you're doing,:: D insisted as she placed the mech on the medical berth.
"I am, and please don't blow a circuit. If it makes you feel any better I'll keep him restrained," the dark femme sighed as she put on a pair of glasses.
She swiftly cuffed the mech and started working on his wounds.
Working through the night the femme had fallen into recharge at her monitor. ::Um Miss this is not a good place for recharge, if our... guest should wake up I'll notify you.::
"I wasn't in recharge," the femme sighed as she took off her glasses and rubbed her optics, "I was resting my optics."
::My apologies ma'am.::
The femme turned around when she heard the sound of her guest waking up.
A dull and throbbing pain woke the Decepticon from his recharge, moving his hand he gently placed it to his side. That's odd, he thought when he felt his wounds were fixed.
"Please don't mess with that, I just fixed it and I don't want you to reopen the wound."
Steeljaw bolted up and turned to his right to see a dark grey femme wearing a sheet of metal that looked like a lab coat. "Who are you and where am I," he snarled as he got up only to feel something tugging on his arm. Looking down he saw he was cuffed to the berth.
"I'm glad you were cautious of this guy, D," the femme replied with a hint of annoyance.
::If I wasn't cautious we wouldn't be here," a voice echoed through the room.
Steeljaw looked around for the source of the voice but couldn't find him.
"That's D, Doradus, he's my ships guide," the femme explained.
::Well technically I am the ship.::
"Who are you," Steeljaw snarled as he tugged on the cuff trying to get free.
"Is this how you show gratitude to the bot that saved your life," the femme countered, "Plus if you want to get to know someone name you should introduce yourself first."
"I am not in the mood for games," he snarled as he bared his dentures.
::Should I have the weapons on him ma'am,:: D asked as two blasters emerged from the ceiling, aiming at him. The guns powered up ready to shoot. "No need, plus it would leave a mess all over the place and I don't feel like cleaning it up," the femme sighed as she scratched the back of her helm with closed optics.
The guns powered down and slid back into the ceiling. Steeljaw exhaled deeply, not knowing that he was holding his breath.
"Sorry about that, he's protective. You should get some more rest and it's late," the femme replied as she placed an energon cube beside him, "Try to get some of this down before you to into recharge. I'll check up on you in the morning."
Steeljaw watch in disbelief as the femme walked out of the room, staring at her aft and tail as she left.
:
o not even think of trying to escape I will know,:: D warned as a gun emerged from the ceiling, pointing at him. ::Also if you do anything to hurt milady, I will not hesitate to take you offline.::
Set after season 1 of Transformers Robot's in Disguise. I'm still working on this and it's my first story. Please go easy on me. I would love to hear your thoughts on it. Steeljaw gets rescued by an unexpected help and is being held against his will, for his own safety that is. Can he and his rescuer learn to get along or will they tear each other apart? I may add more to the discription later. **I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS, OR STEELJAW. I OWN METALSOUND AND D.**
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