Today's 750 Words made me stupidly happy
Apr. 19th, 2011 10:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragovianknightWhy? Because Silverbolt and Blackarachnia have just met in my AU for the very first time.
/Behind you!/
Much as she hated to do anything Tarantulas told her, she whirled, pulling her crossbow. It was the Maximal fuzor, already closer than she ever would have allowed him to get if Tarantulas hadn't been distracting her.
"Back off, furball."
He held up empty hands in a placating gesture - that alone was almost enough to make her shoot him - and seemed completely oblivious to Tarantulas sneaking up behind /him/. Blackarachnia's crossbow wavered. She was good enough to make the shot, under the Maximal's wing and right into Tarantulas' ugly face...
The Maximal must have read something else into her distraction, because he said, "Fear not, my lady."
Blackarachnia ruthlessly shut down the little thrill his voice sent through her processors, and then he was nearly drowned out by Tarantulas' voice in her head. /Don't look at me!/ Her body was yanked painfully out of her control, bringing the crossbow back up toward the fuzor. /You'll warn him to my presence!/
/Good!/ she shot back. She could almost, almost, grasp how Tarantulas was doing this to her, but his code was as slippery and sneaky as he was.
"...never harm a woman," the Maximal was saying. "However," and a growl entered his voice, "I have no such compunction about you, spider!"
Pain hit her, and for a split second she thought he'd actually been playing /her/ in order to get nearer. Then she heard screams, realized the pain was coming straight from Tarantulas, along the link, and with every pulse of pain that hit her the ties connecting them lit up, outlined everything he had done, and it was all /so obvious/...
Ruthlessly, she ripped out every line of code he'd infected her with, tracked down every subroutine, then scanned herself three times to make sure every last trace of him was gone. When she finally cycled her awareness to the outside world, she was on the ground, Tarantulas had stopped screaming - a glance past the fuzor showed that he was, unfortunately, just in stasis lock, and not a steaming pile of scrap - and the fuzor was way too close for comfort.
"I did not realize my attack on Tarantulas would affect you, as well," he said, with what sounded like genuine regret. "Are you all right?"
She ignored the question, and the hand extended to help her up. "Fido, you just did me a bigger favor than you know," she said, climbing to her feet and taking a few steps back.
He smiled, and his golden optics glowed a bit brighter. "Happy to have been of service, my lady."
Experimentally, she shifted her weight and smiled back; his ears flicked forward. "Maybe next time we run into each other, I can... repay you."
Oh yeah, just what she'd expected; if his tail hadn't been part of his bird half, he'd have been wagging it. "It would be my pleasure," he said, leaning forward, the half-smile softening into a stupid - adorable, but stupid - grin.
"Oh, I guarantee it," she said with a wink, and transformed to beast mode. "Until next time, handsome," she tossed over her shoulder, vanishing into the tall grass.
"Wait...!"
She had no further interest in him, though; the fight had moved the herd away from the stasis pod, and the Maximals - and Quickstrike, poor bastard, though he was probably enjoying it - were all getting their afts handed to them by a bunch of bad tempered cattle. A perfect opportunity for one sneaky spider to get herself back on Megatron's good side.
She was nearly to the coordinates of the pod when a massive hoof slammed into the ground in front of her, rocking her back on all eight legs. An equally massive head lowered over her, blocking out the sky.
"You trespass, spider," the buffalo growled.
And yes, I really am going to switch POV at this point. Because I am evil. ^__^
/Behind you!/
Much as she hated to do anything Tarantulas told her, she whirled, pulling her crossbow. It was the Maximal fuzor, already closer than she ever would have allowed him to get if Tarantulas hadn't been distracting her.
"Back off, furball."
He held up empty hands in a placating gesture - that alone was almost enough to make her shoot him - and seemed completely oblivious to Tarantulas sneaking up behind /him/. Blackarachnia's crossbow wavered. She was good enough to make the shot, under the Maximal's wing and right into Tarantulas' ugly face...
The Maximal must have read something else into her distraction, because he said, "Fear not, my lady."
Blackarachnia ruthlessly shut down the little thrill his voice sent through her processors, and then he was nearly drowned out by Tarantulas' voice in her head. /Don't look at me!/ Her body was yanked painfully out of her control, bringing the crossbow back up toward the fuzor. /You'll warn him to my presence!/
/Good!/ she shot back. She could almost, almost, grasp how Tarantulas was doing this to her, but his code was as slippery and sneaky as he was.
"...never harm a woman," the Maximal was saying. "However," and a growl entered his voice, "I have no such compunction about you, spider!"
Pain hit her, and for a split second she thought he'd actually been playing /her/ in order to get nearer. Then she heard screams, realized the pain was coming straight from Tarantulas, along the link, and with every pulse of pain that hit her the ties connecting them lit up, outlined everything he had done, and it was all /so obvious/...
Ruthlessly, she ripped out every line of code he'd infected her with, tracked down every subroutine, then scanned herself three times to make sure every last trace of him was gone. When she finally cycled her awareness to the outside world, she was on the ground, Tarantulas had stopped screaming - a glance past the fuzor showed that he was, unfortunately, just in stasis lock, and not a steaming pile of scrap - and the fuzor was way too close for comfort.
"I did not realize my attack on Tarantulas would affect you, as well," he said, with what sounded like genuine regret. "Are you all right?"
She ignored the question, and the hand extended to help her up. "Fido, you just did me a bigger favor than you know," she said, climbing to her feet and taking a few steps back.
He smiled, and his golden optics glowed a bit brighter. "Happy to have been of service, my lady."
Experimentally, she shifted her weight and smiled back; his ears flicked forward. "Maybe next time we run into each other, I can... repay you."
Oh yeah, just what she'd expected; if his tail hadn't been part of his bird half, he'd have been wagging it. "It would be my pleasure," he said, leaning forward, the half-smile softening into a stupid - adorable, but stupid - grin.
"Oh, I guarantee it," she said with a wink, and transformed to beast mode. "Until next time, handsome," she tossed over her shoulder, vanishing into the tall grass.
"Wait...!"
She had no further interest in him, though; the fight had moved the herd away from the stasis pod, and the Maximals - and Quickstrike, poor bastard, though he was probably enjoying it - were all getting their afts handed to them by a bunch of bad tempered cattle. A perfect opportunity for one sneaky spider to get herself back on Megatron's good side.
She was nearly to the coordinates of the pod when a massive hoof slammed into the ground in front of her, rocking her back on all eight legs. An equally massive head lowered over her, blocking out the sky.
"You trespass, spider," the buffalo growled.
And yes, I really am going to switch POV at this point. Because I am evil. ^__^
