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Characters: @ironhide Chromia Location: Some unnamed small town-like citystate Content Warnings: Death, War Triggers Plot Summary: Brakes looses her parents but as she is upset she heard someone approach, two someones?
It seemed that it was only yesterday that Brakes was placed in her very first Protoform and she got to see her world, whatever was left of it. Brakes were kept under the watchful eye of her creator and her carrier, but they had to keep moving, and that meant she couldn’t see the same things anymore, and she couldn’t play with the people that her parents allowed near her, which made her sad.
The ride was alright though, Brakes sat at the back of her Father’s vehicle altmode, giggling as the bumps made the car and her bounce as her parents drove through the ruined streets of Cybertron, trying to go through some unknown small city-state. That’s when her parents encountered Decepticons, and with worries that they might kill them outright, they hid in an alley.
Brakes had eventually been shoved in a grate before they showed themselves. “Don’t shoot! Wait, please we have a Sparkling, we just need to get her to-ACH!” was the last thing they said before the cons shot them, not believing their words. Poor Brakes was stuck in the vent unable to move the grate to escape, and it was getting scary in there, so she began to whine and make typical upset Sparkling sounds. She started to hear someone, but she kept on making the noise.
Since the war had broken out, Ironhide's main objective had been slagging Decepticons. Each Decepticon death brought a sense of grim satisfaction. Was it vengeance, perhaps? Maybe. He didn't stop to examine the feeling. All he knew was that he was always eager for a fight.
It wasn't uncommon for civilians to be caught wandering through the warzone, only to be offlined for their troubles. Disgusting. The 'Cons didn't even have the decency to let noncombatants pass untouched. That alone was crime enough. If Irohide ever got his shot at Megatron…
He had been tracking down a Decepticon signal when he heard it, the pleading and the shots. A snarl burst from the red Autobot as his vehicle mode plowed down the road. As he rounded a corner, he could see the Decepticons up ahead, apparently moving on into the rubble.
"Not so fast, slagheaps!"
A loud rev of his engine punctuated the insult as he roared over a pile of debris, going airborn for a brief moment. The Decepticons turned, attention drawn by the incoming threat.
In hindsight, the sight of a big, powerful Autobot coming at the Decepticons was probably a really great sight and one that might have been amusing to see certainly. As their doom came up at them, one Decepticon couldn’t help but see his life flashing before his optics and he could see all the times he really Fragged up. Too bad he couldn’t apologize to all the people he hurt but, Bam! He got a full hit by one of the most legendary Wreckers to ever fight in the war.
The other Decepticon had their weapons out, but they couldn’t fire upon Ironhide, their entire form was shaking either with excitement or fear who knows, either way, he was a good chance to get hit next by Ironhide or anyone coming to join Ironhide as the con tried to step back. When the Con fired the blasts were all over the place.
The noise from the outside was scary to the little Sparkling so she screamed.
Ironhide transformed as he slammed into the first 'Con, his gears still shifting even as one massive foot met his chestplates. The force, combined with his weight, would be enough to crush the genericon literally underfoot. Already, he was swinging his plasma cannon up to fire on the seemingly shocked Decepticon in front of him. Their wild array of shots rang out for a moment before his well-placed blast, struck at fairly close range. It was a fatal shot, leaving him with two dead Decepticons. He swept the area for others, just to be sure.
It was then that he registered the screaming. Pausing, he turned toward it. What was that? A little one? It sounded like it.
Curiosity drew him closer to the grate, his optics narrowing as he followed the sound. When he was close enough, he tapped on the grate with his fingertips.
There were loud sounds, and she heard sounds of someone approaching the grate someone large. She didn’t know if this was her savior or one of the bad guys. “y, y, yes, I in here,” she said fearfully, as she scooted closer to the entrance. “My creator and papa put me in here, you good right?’ asked the voice timidly and with fear though not realizing she needn’t do so.
She tried to push the grate open, but with her parents dead, lifeless bodies in the way it was going to be difficult for her. She did see a bit of red coloring through the holes, and she knew the Decepticons didn’t have that coloring. For the most part, it was the Autobots.
This did help her to calm down since she knew an Autobot wouldn’t hurt her, an Autobots would likely help her since they did so for her family unit.
Once she was removed from the grate and she saw her rescuer, she remembered manners “I’m Brakes, what's your name?” she asked, trying not to look behind her, some instinct told her she will see horrible things there.
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altria : please dont be dead?
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