#jetstorm transformers

The Bee team was all relaxing when the alarm went off.

"Decepticon signal in sector 7." Fixit said.

"What's his ID?" Bee asked.

"His name is Wheelspin, a Decepticon activist who started several riots not long after the great war ended, he was also responsible for the death of the original high council, including former Decepticon medic and member Highspeed." Fixit said.

None of the others noticed Sideswipe tense up.

Flashback:

Two young bots, one red, one gold were walking through the streets.

"Are you sure this bot can be relied on Sunstreaker." The red bot said nervously.

"Of course Sideswipe, he's a Decepticon like us, and don't get me wrong, I know Highspeed is trying to help us, but she doesn't seem to fully understand how bad this is." Sunstreaker said.

"I guess, I've told her time and time again the council don't care about us, what was his name again?" Sideswipe asked.

"Wheelspin." Sunstreaker said.

The present:

Sideswipe snapped back to attention when he heard Bumblebee saying his name.

"Sideswipe, are you alright?" Bee asked.

"Oh, yeah I'm fine." Sideswipe nodded.

"You sure?" Bee asked.

Sideswipe nodded giving Bee a fake smile.

"Alright, let's rev up and roll out." Bee said.

The Bee team transformed and headed out.

As they drove Sideswipe started thinking again.

Flashback:

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were standing in front of a large black and gold mech, his piercing purple optics looking down at the two young mexhs in front of him.

"So, it's my help you seek." The mech said.

"Yes sir, we've heard of the things you've done to help our kind, we want to be a part of it." Sunstreaker said.

Sideswipe just nodded, unsure what to say.

"Well then, follow me." The mech said turning and walking away.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker followed.

The present:

The team arrived at the coordinates and drew their weapons.

"Alright team, be vigilant, he's near." Bee said.

The team slowly moved forward weapons at the ready.

They saw a tall shadow nearby and Bee signaled for the team to surround him.

They did as ordered and Bee spoke up.

"Servos in the air, you're under arrest." Bee ordered.

Wheelspin surveyed each member of the Bee team, then his optics landed on Sideswipe, a cold sneer making its way onto his face.

"Hello Sideswipe." Wheelspin said.

"Sideswipe, you know him? " Strongarm asked surprised.

"It's so nice to see you again." Said in a cold drawl.

"Maybe more for you than it is for me." Sideswipe growled.

"Now is that any to treat your old friend, I'm all you have left, with Highspeed gone." Wheelspin sneered.

"You aren't fit to say her name." Sideswipe snarled, a venom in his voice none of the team had heard before.

"And you are, I'm surprised, especially since you caused her death." Wheelspin said.

Flashback:

(two weeks after Sunstreaker'death)

As quietly as he could Sideswipe snuck out of the apartment he now alone shared with his guardian Highspeed.

He transformed and started to drive down the street.

Unbeknown to him, Highspeed had seen him and she quickly followed him.

She arrived in a street and quickly hid as she saw Sideswipe approach Wheelspin.

"It's been a while Sideswipe." Wheelspin said.

"I need to talk to you." Sideswipe said.

"What about?" Wheelspin said.

"I can't do this anymore Wheelspin, these protests have led to nothing but chaos and now Sunstreaker is dead." Sideswipe said.

"He died to help our cause." Wheelspin said.

"HELP OUR CAUSE, Wheelspin these protests are not helping at all, the council are ignorant to how Decepticons are suffering, everything Sunstreaker and I have done to help you has done nothing, if you want to truly help our kind you'd stop these protests, anything is better than what you're doing!" Sideswipe exclaimed.

At this point Highspeed decided she had heard enough and stepped out from her hiding place.

"We seem to have company." Wheelspin said, distaste evident in his tone.

Sideswipe turned and his optics widened in horror.

"Highspeed." Sideswipe said.

"Sideswipe please listen, he won't help you or the others, but we can bring him in." Highspeed said.

"So you heard, you know." Sideswipe said fearfully.

"Sideswipe, whatever it is you've done, whatever crimes you've committed, you can make up for it now by helping me stop him." Highspeed said trying to get through to the young bot.

Sideswipe closed his optics tears welling in his optics as he struggled to think.

"I'm afraid." He said.

"I know you are." Highspeed said.

Sideswipe opened his optics, an almost cold look them.

"I'm afraid it's too late." Sideswipe said drawing his sword.

"No." Highspeed said horrified.

Sideswipe lunged forward and Highspeed quickly drew her sword and blocked the blow.

Their swords clashed for a few moments before Highspeed suddenly vanished from sight.

Sideswipe looked around for her, Wheelspin smirking in the background.

Sideswipe jolted slightly as he heard Highspeed's voice.

"I am on your side Sideswipe, I stepped from my position on the council, you were right about so many things, the council should have listened, Sunstreaker did not have to die." Highspeed said.

Sideswipe closed heart a optics again as the mention of his twins' name made his spark clench.

Sideswipe suddery spotted her and the two immediately began dueling again.

After several minutes Sideswipe had Highspeed pinned to the ground and rose his sword ready to strike.

"Sideswipe...please." Highspeed begged.

Sideswipe closed his optics as he swung his sword downwards.

It slammed into the ground in front of them.

Sideswipe collapsed onto his knees his whole frame shuddering as he sobbed Violently.

Highspeed hugged the young mech.

"I knew you weren't like him." She smiled.

Suddenly a shot ran through the air and Highspeed saw a smoking hole in chest, she collapsed onto the ground.

"HIGHSPEED!" Sideswipe exclaimed in horror, taking his guardian's hand.

"Don't worry Sideswipe, you'll be fine without me, you'll find your way." Highspeed said looking up at the frightened teen.

"But you're the one who saved me." Sideswipe said looking into her optics.

"I love you Sideswipe, Sunstreaker and I, we love you so much." Highspeed said her optics going dull as she offlined.

"Highspeed." Sideswipe said looking at the dead body of his guardian.

"Such a great loss." Wheelspin said, though he didn't sound particularly sad.

Sideswipe stood up and walked backwards slightly.

"And just what are you doing.?" Wheelspin demanded.

"Giving you a clear shot." Sideswipe said.

Wheelspin pointed his blaster at Sideswipe and was about to fire when suddenly Sideswipe ran forward grabbing his sword, lodging it in Wheelspin's chest with a mighty swing.

Sideswipe heard sirens in the distance and without looking back he transformed and fled away into the night.

Present:

With a roar of rage Sideswipe lunged forward and swung his Decepticon hunter at Wheelspin, the two beginning another duel.

The Bee team trying to help where they could, but Wheelspin kept his focus on Sideswipe.

Sideswipe swung at Wheelspin again but the Decepticon slashed into his Decepticon hunter which began emitting sparks violently.

"Frag." Sideswipe cursed and threw it at Wheelspin.

There was a colossal explosion and when the dust had cleared the weapon was destroyed and Wheelspin was unconscious on the ground.

He was quickly cuffed and hauled through the groundbridge, being put in a stasis pod as soon as he was through.

Sideswipe went to his quarters, he couldn't even bear to look at his team.

chapter 3: dwelling

Jetstorm awoke with a gasp, he'd had another nightmare.

He pulled his knees up to his chest as tears rolled from his optics, he could feel his whole frame trembling.

He hated these nightmares, but he just couldn't get rid of them, why couldn't they just go away.

Sighing he got up from his berth and grabbed the music player Sideswipe had gotten him for his birthday a few months ago and as quietly as he could left their room to get a cube of energon.

After drinking the energon cube he sat atop the ledge overlooking the scrapyard.

He reached over for his music player and for a while simply basked in the melodious feeling that the music provided.

He sat like this for a while before getting up and deciding to head back to the scrapyard.

As he got up, the song "creep" started playing on Jetstorm's music player.

Despite the overall dark tone of the song he rather liked it, in a way it resonated with him.

The song played as he walked back down to the scrapyard and through the gates.

He came to a stop in front of a stasis pod and shuddered at the form inside.

It was him.

Even unconscious Shadow Raker's form seemed to sneer down at him, Jetstorm shivered at the unpleasant memories just looking at his former master gave him, yet at the same time he couldn't look away.

Jetstorm was worried that Shadow Raker would break out and most likely come after him and his brother.

Drift had assured both him and Slipstream that the pod was sealed tight and there was no way Shadow Raker would escape.

But for once Jetstorm didn't fully believe his teacher.

He knew fine well Shadow Raker has escaped far worse than this and he had a nagging suspicion thst he wasn't quite through seeing his former master yet.

Unable to look at the pod anymore Jetstorm went to the command center and sat down against the cold metal exterior that was the former front section of the Alchemor.

He reached for his music player and turned it back on.

Jetstorm could feel his optics becoming heavier and heavier and at some point the darkness swallowed him whole.

Meanwhile Optimus was approaching the command center.

He had gone for a night time drive, as he often did to try and relax and was just returning.

When he returned he recognised the faint sound of what he recognised as Music playing from near the command center.

He arrived at the command center and saw a form he recognised as Jetstorm passed out in front of him.

Worried he knelt down and performed a quick scan of the young minicon relieved to find he was only recharging.

However he decided he would have Ratchet check him over just in case.

Comming Ratchet to meet him at the medical tent Optimus picked up Jetstorm and carried him with ease to the medical tent.

Ratchet met him at the tent alongside Drift.

"Is he alright?" Drift asked looking extremely worried.

"He's fine Drift, I just want Ratchet to run a few scans just to be sure." Optimus said.

Drift nodded though he didn't look very reassured.

Optimus lay Jetstorm down on the berth.

Ratchet ran his scanner over the young minicon.

Once that was done he looked at the results.

"Drift, has he been sleeping?" Ratchet asked.

"He says he has, but I honestly doubt he has." Drift said.

"Well he definitely hasn't, he hasn't slept in 2 weeks, his systems eventually crashed as a result." Ratchet said.

"What can I do to help him?" Drift asked.

"I'm going to give him a sedative to help him tonight, but I suggest trying to talk to him, if he won't talk to you I would suggest someone who knows how to deal with trauma like his." Ratchet said.

"Windblade mentioned she had a friend named Chromia who is a therapist, she said she would talk to her about getting her to talk to Jetstorm, I may have her talk to Slipstream as well, he hasn't said so but I believe he is also suffering." Drift said.

"Good idea, I know very well about this sort of thing." Ratchet said nodding.

Ratchet went to prep the sedative.

Drift looked over at Jetstorm who had begun to stir.

"Huh, what's going on?" Jetstorm asked in a panicked voice looking around rapidly.

Before Drift could do anything Optimus went over to Jetstorm and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Everything is alright, you should be resting young one." Optimus said in a reassuring voice.

"I can't, I'm scared." Jetstorm said tears streaming from his optics.

"Everything is alright little one, you're safe." Optimus said rubbing Jetstorm's shoulder comfortingly.

Something the prime said must of worked because Jetstorm closed his optics and was immediately fast asleep.

"It comes from experience." Optimus said seeing the suprised look on Drift's face.

Ratchet administered the sedative and after a moment allowed Drift to take Jetstorm back to the ship.

Slipstream was awake when Drift returned.

"Is he alright, master Drift?" Slipstream asked.

"He is fine now Slipstream." Drift said setting Jetstorm down on his berth.

Drift sighed before looking at Slipstream.

"Slipstream, a friend of Windblade is coming tomorrow to...talk with you and Jetstorm." Drift said.

"You mean a therapist." Slipstream said seeing right through Drift's words.

"Yes." Drift said nodding.

Slipstream was about to speak but Drift interrupted.

"And before you say you don't need it, you do, you are just as upset as Jetstorm is, you were trying to hide it but I can tell, I know you well enough Slipstream." Drift said.

Slipstream sighed and nodded, admittedly he was extremely tense, and had been since Shadow Raker had been captured, but he thought he'd gotten good at hiding it by now.

Drift seemed to notice what Slipstream was thinking and pulled the young minicon closer, very much like you would an upset child.

Slipstream and Jetstorm basically were kids.

"You shouldn't have to hide your feelings Slipstream, they are every bit as important to me as everybody else's, I don't want you to be upset or scared to communicate how you feel." Drift said.

Slipstream tensed visibly then sighed.

"Admittedly I am worried master, he has escaped far worse than this in the past and if he does escape, he could hurt me and Jetstorm again." Slipstream said.

"Listen to me Slipstream, you are my students and therefore my responsibility, if he wants to get near you, he'll have to pry you from my sparkless husk." Drift said.

Slipstream seemed slightly reassured but Drift could tell he was still worried.

"Rest Slipstream, we will discuss this more in the morning." Drift said.

Slipstream nodded and lay down falling back to sleep.

Drift watched both his students for a moment to make sure they were both peacefully resting before laying down and falling asleep himself.

Cybertron:

Chromia looked over the two files she was given.

Windblade had contacted her earlier in the day and asked if she could speak to a close friend's, pupils as she put it.

She was now studying the files before she left.

Name: Slipstream

Age: 15

Personality: loyal, kind, humble, slightly stubborn

Issues that need addressing: will often not talk about issues that bother him, doesn't believe his opinions are valid despite being told they are, will often bottle up anger or stress and won't discuss it

Chromia frowned, that certainly wasn't good, she'd dealt with this sort of thing herself and she knew it was never good to bottle up stress or anger.

However she was confident she could get through to him.

She turned to the other file.

Name: Jetstorm

Age: 12

Personality: kind, loyal, brave, stubborn, humorous, adventurous and full of energy

He also loves music

Issues that need addressing: like Slipstream he often won't talk about issues that bother him, will often close himself off when upset, severe lack of confidence in himself despite reassurance from others, like Slipstream will often bottle up anger or stress

Chromia's frown deepened as she read Jetstorm's file, clearly she was going to have her work cut out with these two, but she was going to do her best to help them.

She packed a few things then went to her assistant Moonracer.

"Moonracer, I need to leave for a little while, could you take charge while I'm gone?" She asked.

"Of course." Moonracer said nodding.

Chromia thanked her and left.

The bee team were relaxing when suddenly the alarm went off.

"We have incoming." Fixit said.

They all ran to the command center weapons ready but Windblade smiled when she recognised the ship.

"It's alright, I know them." She said urging the rest of the team to lower their weapons.

The bee team stood down and allowed the ship two land.

Out came two Autobots, a bright blue femme bot and a cherry red Mech Bumblebee recognised very well.

"Knockout." He said surprised.

Knockout broke into an all too familiar smirk.

"Hello Bee, long time no see." Knockout said.

The two shook hands.

"It's so good to see you." Bee said.

"Likewise, and it's good to be back here." Knockout said.

"Uh Bee, who's this guy?" Grimlock asked looking at Knockout.

"Oh, guys this is Knockout, he's a former Decepticon who joined the Autobots near the end of the war, and he's a very good friend of mine." Bumblebee said.

"Knockout, this is my team." Bee said introducing Knockout to each member of the Bee team, aside from Optimus, Ratchet, Windblade and Jazz who Knockout was already well acquainted with.

Attention then shifted to Chromia, who introduced herself.

"Hello, my name is Chromia, I'm a friend of Windblade and Knockout and I'm a therapist, I work to help Autobots and Decepticons alike adjust to their new lives." Chromia said.

"She's very good, she even helped me a bit after I joined the Autobots." Knockout said.

Introductions were carried out and soon Chromia began her sessions, assisted by Knockout.

Chromia spoke with Slipstream and Knockout talked with Jetstorm.

Chromia and Slipstream were sitting on a crate in the medbay.

Chromia was smiling warmly at Slipstream who was rather tense.

"Alright Slipstream we're going to begin now, I will be taking notes throughout this session, and I want you to tell me to stop if you feel uncomfortable or need a break, okay." Chromia said smiling warmly at Slipstream.

Slipstream nodded and with that the session began.

At first Chromia asked Slipstream some small questions before beginning the more serious ones.

"So Slipstream, how did you end up working for Shadow Raker?" Chromia asked.

"It was when me and Jetstorm were young I was 6, and he was 3, our parents died in an explosion and we were living on the streets for several months just trying to survive, Shadow Raker found us and offered us a job working for him, in exchange he would give us energon and shelter." Slipstream said.

He clenched his fists tightly.

"But he lied, he used me and Jetstorm as tools, he sent us out to steal for him and whenever we failed he would either lock us out of the base, beat us or refuse to feed us, he treated Jetstorm the worst, just because he was the youngest, the weakest and the most accident prone, he treated him like his slave and there was nothing I could do to stop him, I hate him, I hate everything about him and if I could I would subject him to every painful thing he has done to us over the years, but he doesn't even deserve that, he deserves to go offline." Slipstream growled out.

Slipstream took a long deep breath and sighed.

Chromia looked at the young minicon, his whole frame slumped slightly after he'd finished his tirade, clearly he'd been holding that in for quite a long time.

After a few moments of silence Slipstream looked up at Chromia.

"I'm sorry, it's just, I've been holding a lot of that in for a good while now." Slipstream said.

"That's quite alright Slipstream, this kind of thing is perfectly natural, especially for a situation like this, thanks heavens I was sitting down when I reviewed your records, it's appalling you and your brother had to live with such a monster." Chromia said.

She then decided to change the topic.

"I trust you and your brother are much happier with Drift." Chromia said.

"Very much miss Chromia, master Drift is such a wonderful bot, he has his flaws of course, but he has really changed our lives for the better, he provides us with a home and energon, he trains us to defend ourselves, he taught me and Jetstorm how to read and write, he even comforts us when we are sad or when we have had nightmares." Slipstream said.

Chromia could practically feel her spark swell with emotions.

"You all seem very close." Chromia said.

"We are miss Chromia...we're like a family." Slipstream said.

"Drift seems to have quite a fatherly bond to you two." Chromia said.

"Admittedly Jetstorm and I do see Master Drift like a father, but have never had the courage to say so." Slipstream said.

"Why not?" Chromia asked curiously.

"Because we fear he would not feel the same way towards us. Slipstream said.k

"From what you've described to me Slipstream he does seem to feel the same way about both you and Jetstorm, I feel if you do tell him how you feel, you may be pleasantly suprised." Chromia said.

Slipstream was silent, thinking everything over.

"Just think about it for now." Chromia said.

Slipstream nodded and smiled.

The two talked for a while before Chromia declared their session over and Slipstream went to wait for Jetstorm.

Jetstorm soon appeared followed by Knockout.

"Now remember Jetstorm, same time tomorrow, and think about what we've talked about." Knockout said.

"Okay, thanks Knockout." Jetstorm said looking the happiest Slipstream had seen him in a long time.

Knockout left and Jetstorm and Slipstream got some Energon.

The two sat down and discussed their therapy sessions.

"Knockout was so fun to talk to, he loves his paintjob, he even buffed some of the scratches I missed the last time." Jetstorm said.

True to his word there wasn't a single scratch on Jetstorm.

"He really knows his stuff." Jetstorm said seeing the impressed look on Slipstream's face.

"Jetstorm, you know how me and you think about master Drift, as a father figure?" Slipstream asked.

Jetstorm nodded.

"Well Chromia told me, that perhaps we should tell him how we feel." Slipstream said.

"Knockout said the same to me." Jetstorm said.

"Well,do you think we should tell him?" Slipstream asked.

"I don't know, I really him to think of us as his sons as well as his students, but at the same time, What if he doesn't feel the same?" Jetstorm asked.

Slipstream nodded.

"This is something we must think about." He said.

A little sneak peak for part 5:

Sideswipe woke up, but something was strange, he was back on cybertron, alongside a yellow mech, one he hadn't seen in such a long time.

Suddenly there was the sounds of bots yelling as well as blaster fire.

The mech started pulling Sideswipe along with him, both of them running past many fighting bots in an attempt to escape.

The unthinkable happened when a stray blaster shot came flying through the air, hitting the yellow mech square in the chest.

Sideswipe tried to help but it was no luck. The bots bright yellow paint, faded to gunmetal gray.

The scrapyard:

Sideswipe awoke with a jolt and sat up in his berth his whole frame trembling and shaking, and in his despair he said a name, the name of a bot he could never tak to again.

Chapter 2: worsening

Over the next few days Jetstorm was plagued by constant nightmares of Shadow Raker, every time he told himself they were dreams however they only got worse.

Jetstorm soon started refusing to sleep in an attempt to stop these dreams.

However his also had a negative effect on him.

He became slower, tense and much more agitated as a result.

Drift, Slipstream, Sideswipe and the rest of the team quickly noticed the changes in the minicon's behaviour however whenever they asked him if he was alright he either lied and said he was fine or just said he didn't want to talk.

The Bee team were becoming incredibly worried for their youngest teammate and were trying to think of ways to help him.

About two weeks after the capture of Shadow Raker the Bee team received a suprise when Optimus alongside Ratchet, Undertone, Windblade, Jazz and Blurr arrived at the scrapyard in Prime Force One.

The team went to greet them.

"Optimus, I didn't expect to see you here, is everything alright?" Bee asked.

"I'm afraid not Bumblebee, I sense something bad is going to happen here, I have come to assist you." Optimus said.

Bee nodded and informed the rest of the team of their guests.

Sideswipe was naturally thrilled and even more excited when he learned Windblade, Jazz and Blurr had elected to stay even after the mission had ended.

He then took Jazz and Blurr out for a race.

Strongarm and Windblade talked for a while then Strongarm had to head on patrol.

Windblade meditated for a while before Drift approached her.

"Hey Drift." Windblade said getting up.

"Hello Windblade." Drift said kissing her servo.

"It's been a while." Windblade and.

"It certainly has." Drift said.

"So what have you been up to?" Windblade.

"Mainly training, I have acquired these for my students however.

He opened the case he was carrying revealing two minicon sized swords, one was red with black and gold detailing and the other was black with red and gold detailing.

"Wow, when you planning on giving them those?" Windblade asked.

"Admittedly I am not sure yet." Drift said.

"So how have the kid's been, I haven't seen them yet?" Windblade asked.

"They are currently watching a movie with Sideswipe and Russell, and to awnser your question Slipstream is fine, Jetstorm...not so much." Drift told her.

"What do you mean?" Windblade asked.

"Recently we captured my former master Shadow Raker, ever since the mission Jetstorm has been extremely quiet and withdrawn, I also believe he is not sleeping, Slipstream and I, as well as the others have tried talking to him about it but he refuses to talk, I don't want to force him but I am becoming very concerned." Drift said.

Windblade nodded and thought about it for a moment.

"I have a friend we could try, her name is Chromia, after the war she became a therapist helping Autobot and Decepticon veterans alike try to adjust to life after the war, i could call her and see if she is willing to speak with Jetstorm." Windblade suggested.

Drift nodded.

"Thank you Windblade, I greatly appreciate this." Drift said.

Chapter 1: nightmares

"HOW COULD YOU FAIL ME." Shadow Raker yelled looking down at the two minicons who stood before him.

Both minicons were terrified and trembling but both stood stock still in front of their master.

"But master, we only had time to get what we brought." Slipstream protested.

There was suddenly a flash of metal and Jetstorm almost cried out in pain as a sword slashed across his cheeck leaving a gash.

Jetstorm trembled as the white hot pain shot through his body, but he still stood as still as he could, trying to ignore the feeling of energon running down his cheeck.

Next to them he saw Deadlock, an expression of pure anger on his face, but strangely his anger wasn't directed towards the minicons.

"Next time you shall get as much as you are told and no less, or there shall be severe consequences, do I make myself clear." Shadow Raker growled looking at the minicons.

"Yes master." Jetstorm and Slipstream nodded.

"Good, now get out of my sight." Shadow Raker growled and both minicons quickly ran out the room.

Jetstorm's POV:

I awoke with a gasp trembling as I remembered that day, I could almost feel the energon running down my cheeck again.

I could feel myself trembling and hugged my knees close to my chest, trying to suppress the memory.

I felt tears running down my optics and I wiped them away trying not to full on cry, but a few small sobs still escaped me.

After I'd stopped trembling I got down from the berth I shared with my older brother Slipstream and stepped out off the ship we lived on with our sensei Drift and decided to take a walk around the scrapyard to try and calm down.

I relaxed slightly as the cool night breeze hit my metal, I always found the feeling relaxing, it just gave me a sense of peace.

I walked past the others (minus Sideswipe, who was on patrol) who were all asleep, none of their heads pluaged by bad dreams.

When I got to the stasis pods I froze in my tracks.

He was there.

His pod was directly in front of me.

I shuddered as I stared into the face of my former master, chills running over my frame.

Even in stasis he still frightened me, I just felt like he was going to crawl out of that pod and grab me, and me and Slipstream would be forced to live through all those cycles of abuse we'd been trying to forget.

Unable to look at the pod anymore I ran back to the ship and buried myself back in my blanket trying to fall back asleep, but now my processor was running haywire with the possibility that Shadow Raker may escape.