Hey guys!

This is a little bunny that hopped in my head with listening to the radio. I have also recently started watching Transformers:Prime as I'm really enjoying Knock Out.

Please read, enjoy and review :)

The moment she felt the slight lurch of a ground bridge Arcee knew she had made a big mistake.

She leapt from the bridge as it deactivated with her blaster active. She rolled and came up tracking Airachnid as the Decepticon femme escaped their fight. She cursed softly as she saw Airachnid wasn't to be seen. A quick look around told her that she wasn't alone though; Arcee quickly fired off several shots, disabling the Decepticons nearest her and started running.

Corridors flashed past her as she ran; occasionally she would hear a shout as someone saw her. When she finally stopped Arcee felt beyond lost. The halls of the Decepticon ship all looked the same to her, vast purple nothingness that contained heavily armed mechs wanting to kill her.

A deep sense of vulnerability crept through Arcee as she stood in the shadows. She was trapped on the Nemesis alone. The Autobots didn't know where to find the ship and she doubted they could convince a Decepticon to open a bridge just to get them there. She needed to find her way back to their bridge generator or find a way to disable the ship's cloaking device.

Satisfied with her newly formed plan Arcee poked her head around the corner, she darted back quickly as she saw a team of Decepticons heading towards her.

"Scrap."

She activated the blades on her arms, allowing her blaster to retract. If she could deactivate these mechs without them alerting the ship she might be able to start back the way she had come. Here's hoping she could remember the way back.

She crouched behind the corner waiting for the Decepticons to get closer. She could hear the soft taps of their feet getting louder as they approached. She had one chance to take out as many as possible before they set off an alarm.

Arcee tensed, waiting for that crucial moment for her surprise attack. She was tucked into the shadows next to a brace in the wall, as hidden as possible. The first two mechs went past with one more appearing just moments later.

Judging the moment as just right, Arcee sprang out of the shadows her blades flashing in the gloom. She aimed for the back of the first Decepticon's neck, her blade sank into the vulnerable cables easily with only a muted whisper of sharp steel through pipes. The second and third dropped just quietly, their energon spreading across the dull floor. Arcee turned in time to see two more Decepticons almost on top of her. Alarm briefly crossed her face before she lunged at them.

Arcee stood over the Decepticon bodies, looking down at them in disgust. She'd had tougher fights while sparing with Bumblebee. She tipped her head back and stretched out her neck cables. A red light flashing above her made Arcee pause. Had that been flashing before? Scrap. One of the Decepticons must have activated an alarm before she cut their throats.

A quick glance around to make sure there were no mechs hurrying towards her and Arcee was bolting down a corridor. She had to move quickly now, first and foremost; she had to get off the ship. Not even her need to confront Airachnid would keep her from trying to escape. Her core demanded vengeance for Tailgate's deactivation. Her processor told her to be smart and find somewhere to hide before she came across anymore Decepticons. Her footsteps sounded loud in her audios as she skirted the hallways, trying to find a way out or a good place to lay low.

The thumping of multiple feet had Arcee backing into a doorway, her hand searching for an access pad. When the door didn't open Arcee cursed and ran back the way she had come, testing each of the doors she came across. When one finally opened she dashed inside, her blaster activating on her left arm. She sent a quick thank you to Primus that it was empty and locked the door. It looked like she had stumbled upon some sort of laboratory; it was clean and large but didn't look used. She puffed out a sigh of relief and located a safe spot to hide behind a selection of crates near a wall.

From her hidey-hole, Arcee could see the door and half of the room. She adjusted a few of the boxes to cover her more securely on the sides and over her head. It should be safe to remain here for a few hours until the search for her died off.

Arcee disliked hiding but she was alone aboard the Nemesis and she had to find a way off and back to the Autobots. She berated herself fiercely for being stupid enough to follow Airachnid through a ground bridge. What had she thought to accomplish? Ratchet had once accused her of having a death wish, maybe he was right. She did keep throwing herself into situations where deactivation was a strong possibility.

The door slid open with a quiet whoosh and Arcee's optics snapped onto the intruder.

"Scrap."

She huddled beneath her cover as a distinctive red Decepticon sauntered into the room. She couldn't describe his movement with any other word. His stride was smooth and full of confidence; he radiated arrogance even when no one was watching. He was flipping through something on a datapad as he wandered around the room. Arcee realized belatedly that this was either Knock Out's lab or the medbay. This time she cursed silently to herself. Yes, she definitely had a death wish.

Arcee almost groaned as the door opened again and Airachnid scuttled in. This had to be the worst moment of her life; trapped alone aboard a Decepticon warship with two of her enemies blocking the only escape.

"Airachnid, what brings you here? Finished playing with the Autobots already?" Knock Out's smooth voice drifted over to her. He hadn't looked up from the datapad yet.

"Oh, you know me. I love a good game of cat and mouse." The spider-femme leaned back on a table.

"Are you bringing your victims back to the ship now?"

Airachnid hissed and straightened, her extra legs flaring behind her. "Arcee followed me through the ground bridge. She has already deactivated five mechs."

Knock Out finally lifted his head, he was smirking at her. "You underestimated the Autobot again? Tut tut, what will Megatron say when he hears about this?"

"She's hiding somewhere aboard." The dark femme transformed, the clicking of her multiple legs moved around the room. "I'm doing a search of this section."

"She isn't in here, if that's why you're invading my lab." He crossed his arms over his chest.

The clicking came closer to Arcee's hiding place. She squashed the urge to stand up and take her chances with shooting the two Decepticons.

"How would you know? You were on the command deck when the alarm was activated."

He scoffed, the sound bizarrely graceful. "Airachnid, I would know if there was another mech in my personal lab. I'm not as complacent as other mechs on this ship."

Arcee cringed inside, hoping they would both leave quickly so she could escape Knock Out's lair. Only Primus knew what experiments he performed on those tables or to who they had been performed on.

Airachnid's moved out of Arcee's sight as she spoke. "That may be so, Knock Out but you can't be in two places at once. Arcee killed those mechs not far from here; she could have slipped in and be hiding right under your nose."

"Like I said, I am not complacent. My doors stay locked unless I want it otherwise."

"What are you hiding in here, Knock Out, that you need to hide from the rest of us?" There was a strange quality to her voice.

A scowl darkened his face. Arcee was startled that the cruel look didn't diminish his attractiveness at all; it simply gave him a harsher tone of beauty and her spark pulsed strongly. She was surprised with herself at her reaction; she couldn't deny that he was an attractive mech but she had never considered that she might be attracted to the Decepticon. But since she was going to die soon she might as well enjoy the view and Knock Out was a very nice view. If she ever made it back to the Autobots she would ask Ratchet to give her processor an overhaul and maybe wipe out a few memories.

"If I decide to take on an assistant you might get to find out. Until then, don't come into my laboratory, Airachnid." His voice was cold.

She hissed at him again. "If you happen to find Arcee, I want to be informed."

"If she appears magically I will summon you."

There was a tense pause as the two Decepticons regarded one another. Arcee was waiting for someone to attack when Airachnid sneered and left the room. The doors slid closed with a light hiss and Arcee relaxed behind her barricade.

She jumped when Knock Out punched a cupboard door. The loud clang reverberated through the laboratory and Arcee wondered briefly if he had put any dents in his hands.

"Slagging femme."

Arcee made herself as small as possible as the Decepticon muttered and cursed to himself, not unlike to the way Ratchet would talk to himself when he though he was alone. She smiled softly at the way the two medics were similar.

She listened as he puttered around the room, grabbing things from here and there as he moved in and out of her range of vision. He seemed to really dislike Airachnid if the things he was saying were anything to go by. Arcee felt a bizarre kinship with him as he described the ways he wanted to dismantle the Decepticon femme. She froze as his voice got closer until he was almost directly on top of her going through one of the boxes.

"Ha, she thinks I wouldn't know if someone snuck into my lab. Pathetic. If there's one thing I protect more than my paintwork it's my secrets. Isn't that right, my dear?"

The energon went cold in Arcee's pipes as she tilted her head up, Knock Out smiled down at her.

A sharp hot pain came from her back and Arcee blacked out.

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