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Chapter 20
The Calm Before the Storm
Part 2
The Quiet, The Wise, The Cunning. The Wolf in Sheeps Clothing
( It's a filler chapter with some hinted Malice. Judge me if you will it leads up to awesomeness/ sadness no worries. Plus double quotes!!!! So much fun huh?! )
"The Quiet ones are The Wise ones, and The most Cunning, They are the Wolves in Sheeps Clothing"- ???
The Silence that surrounds me as blood drips from my blade is all encompassing. As I move to my next opponent it fills me with fear yet at the same time puts me at an unimaginable ease. For I know that whether I win or lose it will return. This feeling can only be described as the calm before the storm. - ???
Silence and Sorrow.....no sound, only bits and pieces of pictures and feelings, but the rest was just the complete and utter silence of one at rest and empty. ... I didn't hear anything as I slept. Not a sound pierced through the veil between the world of wakefulness and that of dreams. It was all so calm it was unnerving. More so when I awoke. As usual I awoke with a start as though I'd been struck, but for the first time I didn't know by what. Usually the visions that visited my dreams told me the cause of the interruption, but this time it was nothing. Just darkness and the occasional static or flash of color.
It was apparently a morning full of long awaited firsts. For the first time in months I felt rested when I awoke, but it was cold like something was missing; a presence. I was at peace, but at the same time I wasn't. Everything appeared to be ok. Well, in my head at least. Orion was still overly cross with me and made it very clear I was no longer permitted to venture far without him. So, in light of that I opted to do my homework while he worked. Over all it wasn't bad a little boring, but I couldn't complain. This was one of the better Saturdays I'd ever had.....well that I can remember anyway. Despite the odd feelings I couldn't help but feel calm and happy. Nothing but my own paranoia was looming in the shadows of my mind, no pressure, just me and nothing else. It was a welcome change. One-sixteen was far away and so was the past. I was free or at least that's how it felt inside, but deep down I knew that it wasn't complete.
On the outside it was the same situation as it always was and nothing was actually ok. Orion and I were still with the enemy and I was trying to figure out how to tell him what was about to happen without my glasses and so far I was failing. It was difficult to make myself understood, but after sometime I had the thought to try my hand at sign language again. It was slow going for both of us. I had rarely used it before because I didn't really have much use for communication all alone in a forest and I had my glasses. Not to mention good memory isn't exactly what I'm known for. Luckily, Orion was a fast learner. Within an hour he was reading and signing back like he'd done it for centuries. It was actually rather impressive, but then it again it was Orion. What else was there to expect? Also I have a slight suspension he downloaded the language off the internet, but I've yet to be able to prove it.
After the quick course in signing I began one of the hardest endeavors I had yet to embark on. Telling Orion that what he thought he knew was nothing more than yet another deception and Megatron was no longer the mech he used to know. Not that he didn't already have his own suspicions, but even still as he listened with a frown ever present on his face it was clear he had hoped he was wrong. The frown only seemed to deepened as I continued to explain what I had learned and what was transpiring as we spoke. It took longer than it would have if I had had my glasses and it wasn't near as private. However, it got the job done. The issue was that there was no doubt in my mind that this room was under surveillance or at the very least bugged. So, after this talk there was not going to be much time before we would be forced to act. I only hope NightRaider and the Autobots are ready when that time comes. In the mean time Orion and I agreed to not speak of the matter again until we had a sure fire plan. Well he didn't say sure fire per-say, but it was to that effect. Either way, we were to act as though nothing was wrong as we set off to go get Orion an energon cube.
I was wary as we stepped forth from the confines of our room or perhaps the better term would be cell. Either way it was our space. One that would soon be vacant if I had anything to do with it. It was then I felt something click within myself as though a light that had been turned off in my sleep had been rekindled. The presence in my mind the presence that always accompanied me yet was only missed when it disappeared and remembered when it returned. I knew it was watching me something inside told me so. I don't know why but the next thing to follow was a sound. The sound was of hushed voices and as they grew in tone I understood I did not hear the words but what was said I understood. Almost as though the information had been processed by another's ears and transferred to me. It was a feeling not easily explained, but it hailed the feeling of a warm embrace. As the feeling grew the sound grew almost like the hum of an engine until I was able to make out one word/ ' NightRaider.
I smiled inspite of the fear that turned my blood to ice in my veins. I smiled straight into the eye of the surveillance system that watched over the energon storage room. I don't know why but I was happy and at the same time terrified it was strange, but not unwelcome. If I had to put into words the feeling was something akin to your eyes being open for the first time. A sense of connection, a harmony between two separate parts that had previously been laid dormant, but was now awake and very much alive, but no where near complete. However, if I closed my eyes and focused I knew what I would see. Even though I had never been able to before I knew that if I closed my eyes I would see a grey pede and white and orangeish-red armor. If I focused I could hear words without hearing them and if I wanted to I could communicate with whom ever the pede belonged. I knew it had to be one of NightRaider's Autobot friends. Ratchet was the likely guess, but who knows I had only truly heard one name and it didn't matter Nightraider did. That when it hit me.
Regardless, of who this bot was NightRaider is the only piece for the job in this game of chess. She is the only one who can help me get Orion out of here. I know my way around cybertronian tech and computers but I can't go head to head with Soundwave without my glasses. It would be impossible without a HUD to help intercept and counteract alien code. So this little escape plan is going to have to involve some cooperation and no Decepticon is going to give us any aid today or any time soon. This in mind I thought about what I needed to say carefully. The only real thing we needed was a groundbridge from the nemesis to the Autobot base or someplace safe. Given they probably will think I'm trying to deceive them or some other nonsense. Either way it doesn't matter what they think. As long as Orion and I make it out of this whole ordeal alive I could care even less what they think.
So I sent them a message. Telling them what I needed from them and a thanks for fixing my glasses. It pained me but I also told them to turn the glasses off until the time was right for them to help us escape and as I felt the presence fade I knew it was done. It hurt in the deepest part of myself to feel it go. Like a part of me was gone well I suppose asleep would be a more accurate description. I knew it was still there, but I couldn't feel it unless the glasses were active. It was almost like the glasses acted as an interface between the presence and myself. Like it was always in my head, but it couldn't act without the glasses or perhaps the glasses held the presence and something in my head could intercept its' feelings and thoughts. It was strange I hadn't ever really noticed it until now. Perhaps the glasses were more damaged than I thought or it could've been the rain and I hadn't noticed until now.
I suppose now isn't the time for that now is it? I should be focused on what's happening right now. If I mess this up Orion could die. I could die. We both could die. It is imperative that I retain my head. I'm going to need it if I intend to formulate the rest of a proper escape from this blasted ship. The first step is going to be shutting down surveillance in the nemesis long enough for the virus I planted in the system to replace all the video footage with a loop of empty hallways and some with random vehicons on their normal routes. The second will be distracting Breakdown and Knockout. I imagine Megatron will be busy trying to stop the Autobots or at least he will be after I give him my report. The wolf must send the shepherd after one lost sheep so he can play with the whole flock after all and this wolf is ready for a bit of fun.
"Youngling?" asked Orion.
I lifted my head.
"Are you alright?" he asked as he stood in the hall way staring at me.
I nodded slightly embarrassed I had allowed my thoughts to consume me so easily and quickly moved to catch up with him and we both went to get fuel. Mine in the form of a strawberry poptart Miko had given for lunch the day before because apparently its weird to eat granola bars everyday. Who knew? And Orion's in the form of energon.
It wasn't until later that night that I told him what was going to happen between now and tomorrow and what we needed to do in order to ensure we escaped with our heads and limbs attached to our bodies. It was a less than pleasant conversation, but a necessary one. It was almost terrifying to think that tomorrow could be our last day on earth. I could barely sleep. I didn't know if I was too excited or afraid. I don't really think there's a difference, but I didn't feel it I was calm. It was quiet. I suppose what they say is true. There really is a calm before the storm.
( The end~ see ya'll next chapter! God Bless and Happy Memorial Day )(AuNote: It's funny to me everyone thinks AB is so innocent and wants her to get her memory back. No one has even questioned if that's a good thing or not. Is it? We know Siege still cares about her, but is that just because he wants to stop her from turning back into a monster or is it to keep her from becoming a monster? Who knows ^^ Tell me what you guys think in the comments.Yay~ )