I stormed through the ship with fury in each step that I took. Everyone in the halls quickly scattered to either side of me in fear.

I whip open our quarter's door and race in.

"LOCKDOWN!" I yell at the top of my lungs.

He jogs out of one of the rooms and right to me, grabbing my servos.

"What is wrong sweetspark?" He asks with concern flooding his usually commanding voice.

"Siren is trying to send me and Blossom off Cybertron! And, he won't tell me where she is!"

He growls and pulls me close to his chassis.

"No one takes what is mine."

He then snakes his arm around my waist.

"Come, I must speak to a certain medic."

We walking through the halls back from which the way I had just come. The same bots were still in the halls, now watching us curiously to see what had occurred.

I looked up at Lockdown, seeing that he paid no attention to the questioning optics on us.

When we arrived in the med bay, two mechs were on the ground helping Siren.

"Go." Lockdown barked at them.

They quickly scrambled up and out of our way. He turns his attention back to Siren and tightens his grip around my waist. Siren looks up at us with disgust.

"This isn't you Brisk." I glare down at him.

"Where is my sparkling." I demand.

"Safe, away from you." He spat, glaring back up to me.

I look up at Lockdown with tears in my optics. He puts his helm down next to my audio receptor.

"I feel that you are ready... show me that I have taught you well." He whispers, only I could hear.

I slowly nod. He hands me his rifle, I take it into my shaky hands.

Two mechs grab Siren's arms and haul him to his pedes. I turn to face Siren, energon welling in my optics.

"I'll give you one more change. Where is Blossom?" I manage to say through my shaky voice.

"I will not tell you, I am sorry. It is for the best." He responds quietly.

I snarl and load the rifle.

"I will find her." I say as I take my aim at his spark.

I look back at Lockdown, who has a smirk on his face. He nods, encouraging me to continue.

I return my attention back to Siren, fighting the tears in my optics.

Siren and I lock optics for one last time, to many emotions to tell all.

He bows his head, breaking the contact.

I take a deep breath... and pull the trigger

*sobs* WHY BRISK

HE WAS TRYING TO HELP YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Sorry everyone...

Thank you for reading even though I just broke your sparks...

Next chapter soon

-Avalanche