BROKEN

Spotted?

Just fantastic, Vermin is practically hogging my arm, keeping it in her bust and I'm not enjoying it one bit, especially because its my left arm, the most sensitive one, so I can feel everything. She was also talking my ears off about nothing I'm interested in. Some gossip about a friend or something, I had tuned her out long time ago, just nodding my head every now and then to show I was listening....not.

A bit later she stops in front of a cream colored house with a grey roof, 'it looks familiar...oh yeah, I stole the buff from here, ironic'. As I was taking in the normal house in my opinion, she had dragged me to the door and I snap out of the slight daze, opening the door for her, making her blush and step inside, "Such a gentleman~" I nod to say welcom and about to turn to leave but get pulled in, since I wasn't expecting it, it was quite easy to get me inside.

With a blink, I find myself held to the wall next to the now closed door by Veronica, she bit her lip and I just watch, slightly amused. I quickly turn us around and pin her to the wall, making her gasp before groaning at the dominant look in my eyes. She suddenly presses her hips to mine and grinds, I sneer under the buff, not enjoying this, so I lean in like I'm going to kiss her. Once her eyes close, I take that chance to escape fast enough that when she opens her eyes, she sighs.

With a chuckle I head back to the forest, wanting to rest the few hours left of the afternoon, taking the long deserted road. Small breathes and light steps, eye focused and hearing alert as I get closer to my new house. I always wanted to live isolated from civilization, I got my wish, but not in the way I wanted it, but I can't complian, its peaceful.

The forest is now on one side of the road, the leaves rustling in the hot wind, dry grass hoping for rain as my comat boots crunch on the strands, a few birds chirping and zipping around in an air ballet, lovely. CRUNCH! Frozen to my spot, I listen again, hearing large steps headed my way and I know...hide!

Normally I would face the aponant, but it wastn't the time for a fight now and because I knew they weren't human but...Cybertronian. My instincts kick in full force and I dash behind a tree as the afternoon sun sets, the last rays lighting up the shiny frame of Screamers...you heard me, the All powerful Starscream, my ass is he powerful, he's a wimp and to full of himself...actually, that's more Knockout, but you get it.

Fog was lifting and making it harder to spot the egotistical maniac through it, but I can still see him with my amazing eyesight. The mech was scanning around him with a frown, a scanner in a servo as he follows it, walking passed me and the slight breeze brushes my fringe lightly, making his wings twitch ever so slightly. Star stops and looks confused, turning around and I slip to the other side of the tree so he doesn't spot me and take me to that maniac of a leader.

The fog was becoming dencer, so dence that I could only see his sillowet and taking that chance to slip off my boots and socks, tying the laces together and throwing them over my shoulder as I climb the tree so I don't make a noise with the dry grass. Branches were conveinitly placed low so it was easy to scale high enough to spot Screamers following me as I jump from tree to tree, 'Frag dammit...I must lose him'.

A few voices ahead gets my attention and I take that as my opotunity to lose the fragger, so I change direction to the voices and fly by Optimus' helm, giving him a slight scare as I'm suddenly lost in the fog when he looks in my direction, my boots hitting both sides of my shoulders once I land with a soft thud. I climb the tree higher and watch from above as Arcee asks the big guy what was wrong, "Nothing, I just thought something passed me"

Arcee raises a ridge but nods, only for both of them to turn once screamers enters their line of limited vision. Star yelps in surprise and, like the coward he is, transforms and flies away, the fog slightly twisting in intrecut swirls from his sudden exit. Arcee chuckles and they both carry on walking, so I follow quietly, but it seems someone knew I was.

"Show yourself," Optimus calls out, getting Arcee's attention as she starts looking around. I hum and get closer, but don't show myself, voice devoid of emotions as usual, "Still highly sensitive Optimus, nice to know." His optic ridges crease slightly, "Who are you?" A soft rustle is heard as I sit on the branch making them face my generil direction, "I'm....an old aquantance."

Arcce rolls her optics, "Not helpful information ya know?" A chuckle almost slips from my lips but I easily stop it, "Still sassy I see, but if you really want...call me (Y/C/N)*your Cybertronian name*." Optimus hums softly in thought, optics still gazing around, "I do not recognize that designation." I stop a smile, "Of course you wouldn't, I changed my designation due to...things that happened."

He nods slightly, "Understandable. May we see you?" I raise a brow, "Why? I'm not important, insignifient to you and this war, I may be stronger than I was, but I've changed to drastically to comprehend myself." Arcee scoffs, "Pah-lease, like I haven't seen bots change because of war." A soft hum exits my lips, "As true as that may seem, I asure you...you wouldn't even recognise me anymore."

Optimus nods, "Very well, may I ask if you stay around here?" I quirk my lips slightly in amusement, "Actually I do, I prefer the peace over fighting, so I hide myself in here." Arcce looks surprised and OP nods, "Very well, I shall leave you be, but may we ask your assistance when needed?" Arcee looks at him in shock and I shrug even though I know he can't see it, "Sure, here's my comm number." With a bip, I sent him my number and he nods, "Farwell (Y/C/N)."

"Farwell Optimus"