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Livewire's life
Tuesday, 18 February 2014 12:50This is an AU there is no war; but there are bots who want to do away with the youngling centers. I own nothing but my OC Livewire
Livewire’s Point of View
I lay in an alleyway in a pool of Energon my royal blue and navy paintjob slowly fading; I knew that I was going to offline before I ever got a chance to live. I let out a loud pained squeak as a Cyber-cat stepped on my damaged doorwing; I am just a sparklet after all.
Shockwave’s Point of View
I pause when I hear the pained squeak of a sparklet as I passed an alleyway; I walk over and look down to see a very weak Praxian sparklet. I could tell that it’s paint job had been royal blue and navy; as a Sparklet Guardian* it is my duty to protect the next generation. I pick it up and run to the nearest Medical facility, which happens to be run by my friend Ratchet, I kept looking down at the sparklet and now that I had it out in the light I could tell that it was a femme; what is a Femme Praxian sparklet doing in Iacon? I ran into the facility and the receptionist took one look at the sparklet then sent word back to Ratchet who promptly ran out.
Ratchet: Primus where did you find her Shockwave?
Shockwave: I found her in an Alleyway not far from here.
Ratchet gently took the sparklet from me and went back to his Med Lab; I sat in a chair in the waiting room. At that precise moment my Com. went off; I looked to see who it was and sighed.
Shockwave: This is Shockwave; how may I help you Lord Prime?
Optimus: You are late for our meeting Shockwave; what has held you up?
Shockwave: I found a critically wounded Femme Praxian Sparklet near Ratchet’s Medical Facility; I will be at the meeting shortly after I find out if she is going to survive.
Optimus: No you stay there with the Sparklet; the survival of the next gen is your top priority. I will tell the others of this; the next time this happens send me a message first thing.
Shockwave: Yes Lord Prime; till all are one.
Optimus: Till all are one.
I sighed again and leaned back in the chair; I must have drifted off into recharge cause Ratchet startles me when he gently shook me.
Ratchet: Sorry to wake you Shockwave; the Femme is going to make it, though I will need to keep her here till she is strong enough to leave.
Shockwave: Understood Ratchet; how long has it been since I brought her in?
Ratchet: It has been about 4 hours since then; so you should head home and get some Energon.
Shockwave: Ok just keep me informed of her progress; I know that I am not supposed to play favorites with the Sparklets but this is the first one I have seen since the Youngling Center massacre that had been carried out by the Rouges.**
Ratchet nodded understanding what I meant; I bid him good evening and headed home. I knew that I could get into trouble if Prime found out that I was planning on adopting the Sparklet. Then an idea hit me; maybe the Lord Prime’s adviser Prowl and his mate Jazz would be willing to adopt the Sparklet. I quickly commed Prowl; I waited as it seemed that he was busy.
Prowl: This is Prowl how may I help you Shockwave?
Shockwave: I found a Femme Praxian sparklet a few hours ago; I thought you’d want to know.
Prowl: Thank you Shockwave; where is she?
Shockwave: She is with Ratchet getting treatment; some one beat her up and left her to die in an alleyway.
That is when Jazz entered the conversation; I sighed.
Jazz: Who would do such a thing to a sparklet?
Shockwave: I don’t know Jazz; I would suggest going to visit her at Ratchet’s tomorrow. I will be there as well since it is my duty to protect the next Gen.
Prowl: Very well Shockwave we will see you there tomorrow; Prowl out.
Jazz: Have a good night’s recharge Shockwave.
Shockwave: You too Jazz; Shockwave out.
The next morning I arrive just as Prowl and Jazz do; I nod to them and we walk in. Ratchet is just coming out of the Med Lab and he’s smiling.
Ratchet: Ah good morning Prowl, Jazz, Shockwave.
Shockwave: How is she Ratchet?
Ratchet: She is doing much better then she was last night; would you all like to see her?
Prowl, Jazz and I nodded and Ratchet led us into the Med Lab where we saw that her paintjob looked tons better then it did last night and the damage was fixed; I saw recognition in Prowl’s optics.
Jazz: Prowler is somethin’ wrong?
Prowl: I…I know this sparklet.
Ratchet: Well don’t keep us waiting Prowl who is she?
Prowl: This is Livewire; she went missing from Bluestreak and Smokescreen’s house a few days ago.
Jazz: Are they her Creators?
Prowl: No they’re her siblings; their Creators offlined a few lunar cycles back.
Shockwave: I remember hearing about that; Wavefront and Gypsyglass were their Creators weren’t they?
Ratchet: Yes they were; but who would Sparkletnap her from there and bring her here…unless.
We all looked at Ratchet with worry; what was he getting at.
Jazz: Ratch ya are startin’ to worry meh.
Ratchet: Prowl do you still have Silverstreak’s comm. Frequency?
Prowl: Of course I do he’s my best friend; why do you ask?
Ratchet: You were an Enforcer; what was the top priority of every City-State’s Enforcer unit concerning Sparklets Seekerlets and Younglings?
Prowl: You know as well as I do that it was the Trafficking of Sparklets, Seekerlets, and Younglings…wait you don’t think?
Ratchet: Oh but I do; I think they took her and sold her to somebot here in Iacon and they beat her and left her to see if she could handle the hard life of all those sold.
I growled; we really needed to find out who is behind this Cyber-trafficking.
Jazz: Wait if Ah remember correctly; didn’t the chassis that were found have some type of tracker on them?
I lay in an alleyway in a pool of Energon my royal blue and navy paintjob slowly fading; I knew that I was going to offline before I ever got a chance to live. I let out a loud pained squeak as a Cyber-cat stepped on my damaged doorwing; I am just a sparklet after all.
I pause when I hear the pained squeak of a sparklet as I passed an alleyway; I walk over and look down to see a very weak Praxian sparklet. I could tell that it’s paint job had been royal blue and navy; as a Sparklet Guardian* it is my duty to protect the next generation. I pick it up and run to the nearest Medical facility, which happens to be run by my friend Ratchet, I kept looking down at the sparklet and now that I had it out in the light I could tell that it was a femme; what is a Femme Praxian sparklet doing in Iacon? I ran into the facility and the receptionist took one look at the sparklet then sent word back to Ratchet who promptly ran out.
Ratchet: Primus where did you find her Shockwave?
Shockwave: I found her in an Alleyway not far from here.
Ratchet gently took the sparklet from me and went back to his Med Lab; I sat in a chair in the waiting room. At that precise moment my Com. went off; I looked to see who it was and sighed.
Shockwave: This is Shockwave; how may I help you Lord Prime?
Optimus: You are late for our meeting Shockwave; what has held you up?
Shockwave: I found a critically wounded Femme Praxian Sparklet near Ratchet’s Medical Facility; I will be at the meeting shortly after I find out if she is going to survive.
Optimus: No you stay there with the Sparklet; the survival of the next gen is your top priority. I will tell the others of this; the next time this happens send me a message first thing.
Shockwave: Yes Lord Prime; till all are one.
Optimus: Till all are one.
I sighed again and leaned back in the chair; I must have drifted off into recharge cause Ratchet startles me when he gently shook me.
Ratchet: Sorry to wake you Shockwave; the Femme is going to make it, though I will need to keep her here till she is strong enough to leave.
Shockwave: Understood Ratchet; how long has it been since I brought her in?
Ratchet: It has been about 4 hours since then; so you should head home and get some Energon.
Shockwave: Ok just keep me informed of her progress; I know that I am not supposed to play favorites with the Sparklets but this is the first one I have seen since the Youngling Center massacre that had been carried out by the Rouges.**
Ratchet nodded understanding what I meant; I bid him good evening and headed home. I knew that I could get into trouble if Prime found out that I was planning on adopting the Sparklet. Then an idea hit me; maybe the Lord Prime’s adviser Prowl and his mate Jazz would be willing to adopt the Sparklet. I quickly commed Prowl; I waited as it seemed that he was busy.
Prowl: This is Prowl how may I help you Shockwave?
Shockwave: I found a Femme Praxian sparklet a few hours ago; I thought you’d want to know.
Prowl: Thank you Shockwave; where is she?
Shockwave: She is with Ratchet getting treatment; some one beat her up and left her to die in an alleyway.
That is when Jazz entered the conversation; I sighed.
Jazz: Who would do such a thing to a sparklet?
Shockwave: I don’t know Jazz; I would suggest going to visit her at Ratchet’s tomorrow. I will be there as well since it is my duty to protect the next Gen.
Prowl: Very well Shockwave we will see you there tomorrow; Prowl out.
Jazz: Have a good night’s recharge Shockwave.
Shockwave: You too Jazz; Shockwave out.
The next morning I arrive just as Prowl and Jazz do; I nod to them and we walk in. Ratchet is just coming out of the Med Lab and he’s smiling.
Ratchet: Ah good morning Prowl, Jazz, Shockwave.
Shockwave: How is she Ratchet?
Ratchet: She is doing much better then she was last night; would you all like to see her?
Prowl, Jazz and I nodded and Ratchet led us into the Med Lab where we saw that her paintjob looked tons better then it did last night and the damage was fixed; I saw recognition in Prowl’s optics.
Jazz: Prowler is somethin’ wrong?
Prowl: I…I know this sparklet.
Ratchet: Well don’t keep us waiting Prowl who is she?
Prowl: This is Livewire; she went missing from Bluestreak and Smokescreen’s house a few days ago.
Jazz: Are they her Creators?
Prowl: No they’re her siblings; their Creators offlined a few lunar cycles back.
Shockwave: I remember hearing about that; Wavefront and Gypsyglass were their Creators weren’t they?
Ratchet: Yes they were; but who would Sparkletnap her from there and bring her here…unless.
We all looked at Ratchet with worry; what was he getting at.
Jazz: Ratch ya are startin’ to worry meh.
Ratchet: Prowl do you still have Silverstreak’s comm. Frequency?
Prowl: Of course I do he’s my best friend; why do you ask?
Ratchet: You were an Enforcer; what was the top priority of every City-State’s Enforcer unit concerning Sparklets Seekerlets and Younglings?
Prowl: You know as well as I do that it was the Trafficking of Sparklets, Seekerlets, and Younglings…wait you don’t think?
Ratchet: Oh but I do; I think they took her and sold her to somebot here in Iacon and they beat her and left her to see if she could handle the hard life of all those sold.
I growled; we really needed to find out who is behind this Cyber-trafficking.
Jazz: Wait if Ah remember correctly; didn’t the chassis that were found have some type of tracker on them?
