Post by Neo53 on Nov 17, 2007 5:57:25 GMT -5
Part 3 of the Revved Forward and Transformers crossover
Author: Anita Palmisano - www.steel-wolf.com/
When: Summer of 2057
Where: San Fransisco, Project Fast Traxx HQ
Who: Rusti Vitori/Knight, The Viper DeVont, Attack Beast Knight, Frenzy, Optimus Prime
What: Part Three of - www.hillbillyhell.proboards103.com/index.cgi?board=otherfic&action=display&thread=1195122418
RPG: Revved Forward PFT
Terminology Dictionary - trs2001.homestead.com/Dictionary.html
ENJOY!
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For a split second, Viper could’ve sworn his heart had stopped, as he heard absolutely nothing; not even the rush of blood in his ears that one can hear when things are completely silent. He and Frenzy start at each other for what was really only a split second, but it felt like an eternity. Frenzy didn’t seem to fully know what to do about being bitten, and Viper was just at a loss for a reaction. After that brief moment of delayed reaction, both reacted in a flurry of motion. Fear more than anger drove Viper into a biting, snarling ball of fur. He managed to stay close enough that Frenzy wasn’t able to go flinging those little disc razors at him and had to fall back on flailing at him.
In spite of Viper’s fury, Frenzy managed to climb into his back and dig his little fingers into the comm collar on Viper’s neck. He’d been on Earth long enough to know that its inhabitants needed air, and if he pulled on this collar long enough –
Before he even realized he was in trouble, Viper was free. A great shadow fell across the battling pair, there was a tug at his collar as Frenzy strove to keep a grip, a ringing of metal on metal and Frenzy flew through the air, arms and legs pinwheeling, to land with a distant splash in the bay. Bewildered, Viper watched the spectacle through to the end before turning to look up at what was casting the shadow.
A stern looking robot face peered back down at him, framed by a smokestack on either shoulder. Intimidated, even though in the back of his mind he knew this one wouldn’t hurt him, Viper cowered down against the concrete, cursing the involuntary, ingratiating doggie grin and tail wag. Damn wolf body, you could only do worse by just rolling over and taking a piss….
“I find it difficult to believe that you are what you seem to be,” the towering robot knelt down over him. “Most canine creatures react to our presence very differently.”
Laying there on the ground, Viper mulled it over for a second before standing up and shifting to his human form. The behemoth drew back in astonishment, ‘blinking’ as it did. Unsure how to address someone he’d always more or less looked up to, Viper picked up Rusti’s things in silence. The robot was also silent as it did some rapid research on this particular phenomenon.
“Livithian,” Optimus spoke again after a few seconds had passed.
“Name’s Viper,” he finally grumbled.
“Viper, then. I will not keep you, but I want to advise caution in your part. You have seen things today that our enemies would rather not be known.”
“Yeah, thanks.” Viper shifted to his car form, mentally face palming as he did nothing more than just drive away.
He failed to see Ratchet peek around Optimus at his retreating spoiler. “Charming lad, isn’t he?”
Prime shook his head and motioned for his crew to return to hiding. They now had some fact finding to do, as well as a charge they’d have to keep an eye on, as Frenzy wouldn’t stay in the water, and the Decepticons weren’t likely to want to let witnesses continue their existence.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It wasn’t very late, but having the rest of the evening off and Beast around meant at least being curled up in bed with him, enjoying each other’s company. Rusti was very nearly half asleep, wrapped up under the blankets, never having quite gotten dressed again after getting out of the shower. The scrabbling outside their bedroom door barely registered to her. The door creaked open and Viper let himself in, creeping up to her side of the bed, wolf ears low to his head in case Beast woke up and took a swing.
“Rusti,” he whispered. “Are you awake?”
When she didn’t stir, he crept a little closer, snuffling at her face and neck. “Rust?”
She swatted lightly at his muzzle. “Go ‘way, Jai.”
He dodged the bat and tried licking her face. “Wake up, Rus.”
Unfortunately it wasn’t Rusti who fully woke first. Beast’s big hand closed like a vise on Viper’s snout, pinching his tongue between his front teeth, mid-lick. Viper yelped in the back of his throat and let it fade away to a whine. The shrill sound brought Rusti around finally.
“Keep your tongue to yourself,” Beast growled.
“Beast!” Rusti managed to get several statements at once into just her husband’s name.
He released Viper’s nose and wrapped a protective arm around Rusti, grumbling irritably. She laced her fingers through his to keep him from reaching out and doing further damage to her friend. Viper took a step back away from the side of the bed and out of Beast’s reach, pulling his bruised tongue into his muzzle.
“What’s the matter, Viper?”
“I’m convinced,” he groused, eyeing Beast.
“Convinced?”
“Frenzy attacked me.”
“What?”
“I went back to get your stuff.”
“What did you do that for!? You really didn’t believe me, did you?”
“Well excuse me, Princess. You wouldn’t have fully believed me at first either if the tables were turned.”
She sighed, feeling Beast’s grip on her tighten. “Thanks for thinking enough of me to go back and get my stuff. How did you get away?”
Tempted to lie and say he did it himself, Viper opened his jaws, but when Beast lifted his head to give him a skeptical look, Viper looked away to the corner of the rug next to Rusti’s side of the bed and mumbled something that may or may not have sounded like ‘Optimus Prime’.
“Don’t mumble. Say that again?”
“Optimus Prime.”
Silence fell like a hammer, although this time it was less of a horrified shock. The grin that suddenly split Rusti’s face was disbelieving but excited at the same time. “You’re shitting me! What was he like?”
“Intimidating,” Viper laid his ears back. “He’s a lot bigger in person, you know.”
Beast snorted. “No kiddin’?”
“You and I may be in trouble though, Rust. He seemed to think the Decepticons wouldn’t want to let us live. And do you know how f***ing weird it is to be talking about Autobots and Decepticons as real things?”
Holding the blanket over her chest, Rusti sat up and gestured toward the door. “Out.”
He gave her a quizzical look. “Why?”
“Because I’m tired of carrying on with this conversation laying in bed. I’m naked and I need to put some clothes on so we can go sit in the entertainment room.”
Forgetting for a moment that Beast was right there, Viper’s tail whipped back and forth in an enthusiastic wag. “Oh, I don’t mind!”
The thundering growl from Rusti’s far side stopped the tail wag. “You may not mind, but I do. Get out.”
Heaving a disappointed sigh as Rusti reinforced Beast’s order by waving him toward the door, Viper turned and padded out. “I guess I’ll meet you two in the entertainment room, then.”
Once he was gone, Rusti turned and looked down at Beast, her brow knitting together a little. He laid back on his pillow, looking back up at her as though he wasn’t quite sure how to process this information. “Beast?”
“Yeah?”
“We’re in trouble, aren’t we?”
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Part Four found here - www.hillbillyhell.proboards103.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=otherfic&thread=1196017283&page=1
Author: Anita Palmisano - www.steel-wolf.com/
When: Summer of 2057
Where: San Fransisco, Project Fast Traxx HQ
Who: Rusti Vitori/Knight, The Viper DeVont, Attack Beast Knight, Frenzy, Optimus Prime
What: Part Three of - www.hillbillyhell.proboards103.com/index.cgi?board=otherfic&action=display&thread=1195122418
RPG: Revved Forward PFT
Terminology Dictionary - trs2001.homestead.com/Dictionary.html
ENJOY!
_________________________________________________
For a split second, Viper could’ve sworn his heart had stopped, as he heard absolutely nothing; not even the rush of blood in his ears that one can hear when things are completely silent. He and Frenzy start at each other for what was really only a split second, but it felt like an eternity. Frenzy didn’t seem to fully know what to do about being bitten, and Viper was just at a loss for a reaction. After that brief moment of delayed reaction, both reacted in a flurry of motion. Fear more than anger drove Viper into a biting, snarling ball of fur. He managed to stay close enough that Frenzy wasn’t able to go flinging those little disc razors at him and had to fall back on flailing at him.
In spite of Viper’s fury, Frenzy managed to climb into his back and dig his little fingers into the comm collar on Viper’s neck. He’d been on Earth long enough to know that its inhabitants needed air, and if he pulled on this collar long enough –
Before he even realized he was in trouble, Viper was free. A great shadow fell across the battling pair, there was a tug at his collar as Frenzy strove to keep a grip, a ringing of metal on metal and Frenzy flew through the air, arms and legs pinwheeling, to land with a distant splash in the bay. Bewildered, Viper watched the spectacle through to the end before turning to look up at what was casting the shadow.
A stern looking robot face peered back down at him, framed by a smokestack on either shoulder. Intimidated, even though in the back of his mind he knew this one wouldn’t hurt him, Viper cowered down against the concrete, cursing the involuntary, ingratiating doggie grin and tail wag. Damn wolf body, you could only do worse by just rolling over and taking a piss….
“I find it difficult to believe that you are what you seem to be,” the towering robot knelt down over him. “Most canine creatures react to our presence very differently.”
Laying there on the ground, Viper mulled it over for a second before standing up and shifting to his human form. The behemoth drew back in astonishment, ‘blinking’ as it did. Unsure how to address someone he’d always more or less looked up to, Viper picked up Rusti’s things in silence. The robot was also silent as it did some rapid research on this particular phenomenon.
“Livithian,” Optimus spoke again after a few seconds had passed.
“Name’s Viper,” he finally grumbled.
“Viper, then. I will not keep you, but I want to advise caution in your part. You have seen things today that our enemies would rather not be known.”
“Yeah, thanks.” Viper shifted to his car form, mentally face palming as he did nothing more than just drive away.
He failed to see Ratchet peek around Optimus at his retreating spoiler. “Charming lad, isn’t he?”
Prime shook his head and motioned for his crew to return to hiding. They now had some fact finding to do, as well as a charge they’d have to keep an eye on, as Frenzy wouldn’t stay in the water, and the Decepticons weren’t likely to want to let witnesses continue their existence.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It wasn’t very late, but having the rest of the evening off and Beast around meant at least being curled up in bed with him, enjoying each other’s company. Rusti was very nearly half asleep, wrapped up under the blankets, never having quite gotten dressed again after getting out of the shower. The scrabbling outside their bedroom door barely registered to her. The door creaked open and Viper let himself in, creeping up to her side of the bed, wolf ears low to his head in case Beast woke up and took a swing.
“Rusti,” he whispered. “Are you awake?”
When she didn’t stir, he crept a little closer, snuffling at her face and neck. “Rust?”
She swatted lightly at his muzzle. “Go ‘way, Jai.”
He dodged the bat and tried licking her face. “Wake up, Rus.”
Unfortunately it wasn’t Rusti who fully woke first. Beast’s big hand closed like a vise on Viper’s snout, pinching his tongue between his front teeth, mid-lick. Viper yelped in the back of his throat and let it fade away to a whine. The shrill sound brought Rusti around finally.
“Keep your tongue to yourself,” Beast growled.
“Beast!” Rusti managed to get several statements at once into just her husband’s name.
He released Viper’s nose and wrapped a protective arm around Rusti, grumbling irritably. She laced her fingers through his to keep him from reaching out and doing further damage to her friend. Viper took a step back away from the side of the bed and out of Beast’s reach, pulling his bruised tongue into his muzzle.
“What’s the matter, Viper?”
“I’m convinced,” he groused, eyeing Beast.
“Convinced?”
“Frenzy attacked me.”
“What?”
“I went back to get your stuff.”
“What did you do that for!? You really didn’t believe me, did you?”
“Well excuse me, Princess. You wouldn’t have fully believed me at first either if the tables were turned.”
She sighed, feeling Beast’s grip on her tighten. “Thanks for thinking enough of me to go back and get my stuff. How did you get away?”
Tempted to lie and say he did it himself, Viper opened his jaws, but when Beast lifted his head to give him a skeptical look, Viper looked away to the corner of the rug next to Rusti’s side of the bed and mumbled something that may or may not have sounded like ‘Optimus Prime’.
“Don’t mumble. Say that again?”
“Optimus Prime.”
Silence fell like a hammer, although this time it was less of a horrified shock. The grin that suddenly split Rusti’s face was disbelieving but excited at the same time. “You’re shitting me! What was he like?”
“Intimidating,” Viper laid his ears back. “He’s a lot bigger in person, you know.”
Beast snorted. “No kiddin’?”
“You and I may be in trouble though, Rust. He seemed to think the Decepticons wouldn’t want to let us live. And do you know how f***ing weird it is to be talking about Autobots and Decepticons as real things?”
Holding the blanket over her chest, Rusti sat up and gestured toward the door. “Out.”
He gave her a quizzical look. “Why?”
“Because I’m tired of carrying on with this conversation laying in bed. I’m naked and I need to put some clothes on so we can go sit in the entertainment room.”
Forgetting for a moment that Beast was right there, Viper’s tail whipped back and forth in an enthusiastic wag. “Oh, I don’t mind!”
The thundering growl from Rusti’s far side stopped the tail wag. “You may not mind, but I do. Get out.”
Heaving a disappointed sigh as Rusti reinforced Beast’s order by waving him toward the door, Viper turned and padded out. “I guess I’ll meet you two in the entertainment room, then.”
Once he was gone, Rusti turned and looked down at Beast, her brow knitting together a little. He laid back on his pillow, looking back up at her as though he wasn’t quite sure how to process this information. “Beast?”
“Yeah?”
“We’re in trouble, aren’t we?”
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Part Four found here - www.hillbillyhell.proboards103.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=otherfic&thread=1196017283&page=1
