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     ~Your POV~

     We were in an alley, hiding from police.

         "I would like to point out, that this was your idea." I whispered to Knockout's steering wheel.

         "Well, it has been awhile since we've been in a good race. I thought you would like this?"

         "Not when we spend more time hiding then racing. You obviously didn't hear me when I said 'Cops gone rogue'."

         "I thought you meant that they had defected over to the life of adrenaline and fun."

I just rolled my opti... eyes. Wow, the more time I spend with Knockout the more I seem to think of myself as one of his kind, though it's not to bad. I mean, I wish I was, than us being together might sound a bit less... strange to people, and Cybertronians, who know. But who am I to care? If we stay together, than it really shouldn't matter all that much should it?

         "They're gone." Knockout pulled me from my thoughts.

         "Hang on," I pulled out my data pad, "If I'm correct, they make one more round, until they give up. If we want to be safe, we should stay here another hour or so."

         "And when were you ever in the right mind to want to be safe?"

         "Never."

Knockout turned his headlights on, and soon we were racing down the streets to the real reason we were out past the city limits.

         Coming to a stop, we had made it to the power plant without difficulty. Knockout transformed to his bi-ped mode, leaving me on the ground. He moved slowly and cautiously, making sure not to bump anything or squash me. I on the other hand, was already climbing up the stairs to check the cameras in the security room, why no one was there, I have no clue, but it made things much easier for me.

         "All clear Knockout." I whispered when he got close enough.

         "Not quite,"A baritone voice, unfamiliar, and practically dripping in venom as the owner of said voice showed himself, "You will not be acquiring what you want tonight Knockout."

All I could do was stare at the blue and red mech. He seemed to be alone.

         "Well KNOCK me OUT and call me an Autobot! Is that the pain in the aft you keep talking about?!"

I hopped onto my Devil Car, finding my rightful place near his neck cables. Optimus simply stood there, tacken aback by my now naturaly occuring Cybertronian profanity. Knockout started laughing his tailpipe off.

         "OH MY PRIMUS! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU SAID THAT RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM! HAAAAAHAHAHA! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN SAYING THAT AGAIN?!"

I counted my fingers, then my toes. Knockout laughed even harder, getting the message.

         "So, why are you here Prime?" I asked, Knockout still doubled over in laughter, me trying hard not to fall.

     For awhile he said nothing, just stared at us, the odd couple. He finally stated his business, simply being to stop us from out goal: taking down the power plant.

         "Well, we need a certain part, but this place is the only way to get it. If the power goes out, the back-up generators are ripe for the picking. With a few simple adjustments, they'll make perfect instruments of mass destruction."

I never said what, exactly, we were destroying with said instrument.

          "Do you realize whose side you are on young lady?"

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