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Hurt

No, not like the TFP episode in season 2. This scene features two of my TF OCs, Jackknife and Tailspin, who are brother and sister. Sorry it's so short; I'm working on a follow-up scene from Tailspin's perspective with a rather lengthy flashback. In the meantime, enjoy part one!



 Jackknife broke off the conversation as the sound of an approaching engine interrupted. The Autobots turned towards the entrance to see a sky-blue Honda turning the corner. The vehicle came to an abrupt halt in front of them, transforming into a mid-sized femme with a furious expression and blazing optics.

"Are you out of your mind?!" She railed against her brother.

"Tailspin, calm down-"

"Have you forgotten what happened the last time we trusted so-called Autobots? What happened to Shotgun!?"

"I haven't forgotten." Hurt flared in his optics. "He was my friend too."

"And yet you're choosing to side with his killers!"

Jackknife opened his mouth to protest but was interrupted by Optimus Prime. "I have not heard of this Shotgun. But I can assure you that we would never harm innocent life. We strive to protect life from those who seek to destroy it."

Tailspin laughed mirthlessly. "Tell that to the 'Bots who tried to scrap us for the 'Cons!" She turned back to her brother. "We're leaving."

Jackknife gazed at her sadly and shook his helm. "No. I'm through running. I can't spend the rest of my life cycle looking over my shoulder."

Her optics hardened. Jackknife seized her arm as she turned to leave. "Tailspin, please. We have a chance to end this war, to live a normal life."

She turned her head to look at him, her voice low and cold, with a faint tremble. "If you want to risk your spark, fine." She nodded at the group behind him. "Just don't expect me to come running to your rescue when they turn on you." With that she shook off his grip, transforming and speeding out of the base.

"Tailspin!" Jackknife reached out to her, watching her disappear. He dropped his servo with a sigh, turning back to the group. "I'm sorry, guys. Ever since Shotgun went offline..."

Optimus nodded. "We understand."

"No need to apologize, Jackknife." Everyone turned to look at Arcee, whose servos were folded across her chest as she stared at the floor. "We...know a thing or two about loss," she said quietly.

The group was silent for a moment, many of them remembering Cliffjumper.

Jackknife straightened. "I have to go after her."

"If you pursue her now, you could risk further alienating her."

Jackknife turned to Optimus, helplessness, and frustration etched onto his face plating. "She could be running straight into danger!"

Arcee stepped forward. "I think she can take care of herself. Besides, you're the last bot she wants to see right now. She needs time to calm down and think rationally. You'll only set her off if you go after her now."

The blue and white mech wilted, looking lost and scared.

"Do not think that we are abandoning her," Optimus said kindly, placing a servo on his shoulder. "We will intervene should she require aid."

Jackknife lifted his head and nodded, optics shining with gratitude. "Thank you, all of you."

A faint smile creased Optimus' faceplate as he squeezed Jackknife's shoulder.

"Come on, enough of this doom and gloom!" Bulkhead smacked Jackknife's back heartily, making him stumble. "Why don't Bee and I show you around the base?"

"Indeed, Bulkhead." Optimus steadied the new recruit. "Being that you are now a member of our team, you may as well get acquainted with our headquarters."

Bulkhead draped a friendly arm around Jackknife's shoulders, leading him off on the tour with Bumblebee trailing close behind. Arcee and Optimus watched them go. Ratchet glanced at the retreating figures then turned his gaze back to the monitor.

"I'm tracking Tailspin's energy signature. She's headed due north, about 55 miles per hour."

"Thank you, Ratchet. Keep a close eye on her position and let me know if she encounters any difficulties."

"Didn't seem like she'd welcome our help," Ratchet grumbled.

"Nevertheless, we cannot allow her to be captured by the Decepticons or blow our cover."

"Of course, Optimus."




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I'm probably going to continue this story (I've got some ideas brewing in the ol' processor.) I'm not going to include the human TFP characters, however. Maybe Agent Fowler, but not a whole lot. I want to focus on the dynamic between the siblings and Team Prime. Consider it an AU, if you like. Or an AT (Alternate Timeline).

In other news, my good friend Sh0ckwaveprime did a fabulous drawing of Jackknife! Here he is:

Primus help this cinnamon roll, he's too cute.

You can find more of their wonderful artwork on DeviantArt (Sh0ckwaveprime)!

That's all for now! Tune in next time for more of Jackknife and Tailspin!

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