Setting: Transformers Animated AU
Summary: Prowl has doubts about the choice he made.
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
A/N: I decided to revamp the chapters I have but there are more chapters in the works.
Over an Earth week had passed and Prowl still couldn't get the experience out of his processor. Over an Earth week had passed when he and the bounty hunter named Lockdown had teamed up to capture the Decepticon, Starscream. Over an Earth week had passed since Prowl was introduced to the thrill of the hunt and the heady experience of mods and upgrades. So he couldn't stop thinking about it? What had Lockdown done to him? When he and the bounty hunter teamed up, it was an incredible experience. Although he did not trust the muscle car, the freedom and reliability he felt while around the other was unbelievable.
Prowl had always been a bot that preferred to work alone, until he met Jazz. Although he and the other cyber-ninja only had a few chances to team up, the feeling of having a capable bot to rely on felt… nice. He no longer felt alone. But ever since the Elite Guard ninja had left, Prowl's security in being able to function alone, had diminished exponentially.
Then Lockdown showed up again, this time attempting to capture Starscream. After realizing that they were both after the same bot, the stoic ninja and the gruff muscle car decided teaming up would benefit both. During their short partnership, the black bike discovered that he and the bounty hunter worked amazingly well together. And although Prowl would never admit it, there was something strangely enticing about the other bot. Maybe it was his malicious mannerisms, his arcane aura, his cruel, calculating CPU; not too unlike Prowl's own at times. But Prowl seemed to find the bounty hunter on his processor far too often, even while in recharge… especially while in recharge. At times, Prowl even found himself wondering what it would be like to leave his fellow Autobots and take up Lockdown's offer. His recent obsession with the bounty hunter was also starting to take a toll on his focus and peace of processor. Normally, meditating would help clear his mind, while now it took the opportunity to stray to the imposing muscle car.
Prowl's uneasy processor was also affecting his attitude towards his teammates. The others soon found Prowl to be even more aloof, quick to anger, and spent even longer periods of time in his room or simply left without a word. And it was getting on everyone's circuits.
It was Optimus Prime that decided to try and talk to the moody bot over an Earth week after the Lockdown incident. The young Autobot leader stopped outside the ninjabot's door and hesitated before knocking. He had asked Ratchet what he thought was wrong with the bike, but the medic assured Prime that nothing was actually wrong with him. When pressed further, Ratchet explained that Prowl was most likely going through something akin to mod withdrawals. So with a sigh, Optimus knocked gently on the stealth bot's door.
No one answered.
"Prowl? May I come in?" he asked but received no answer, "Prowl I know you're in there. I can sense your energy signature." Nothing. With another sigh the young Autobot leader opened the door and stepped in.
Unlike the rest of the base where the lights turned on if someone entered a room, Prowl had specifically asked that his not be wired like that. Optimus remembered him saying something about "ambiance" or…something. Because of the lack of light, Optimus could not see the black and gold Autobot sitting in the tree, quietly observing him, and hoping that his leader would leave. But Optimus knew Prowl well enough to guess where he was. He knowingly looked up at the dark tree, trying to find the ninjabot.
"Prowl, I know you're up there. Come down please, we need to talk."
Elegantly, silently, Prowl dropped from the tree before his leader, appearing to almost materialize from nothing, startling the Prime.
"Prowl, I've told you not to do that to your teammates. You nearly made me short circuit," scolded the truck.
Unfazed, the cyber-ninja looked up at the red bot, "What is it you want, Optimus?"
Optimus' expression turned to one of worry as he sighed again, "To talk Prowl, to help you. I know you're a mech that likes to do things on his own, but… you have us all really worried."
"Even a protoform could see that you're not."
Prowl looked away but remained silent.
"Please, tell me what's wrong. I want to be able to help you. All of us do. But we can't if all you do is push us away," he said, trying to place a consoling servo on the other's rotator cup. But he found only air as the ninja put more space between them.
"I assure you, I'm fine," snapped Prowl.
"No you're not! You've been acting strange ever since you teamed up with Lockdown. You've been distant and hostile to all of us for no apparent reason." Optimus paused, frowning, "Prowl, did something happen between you and Lockdown that you're not telling us?"
"No." replied the bike, a little too quickly.
Optimus narrowed his optics in suspicion, "Something did happen didn't it? I knew it!"
"I'm telling you, nothing happened." swore the ninjabot, vocals rising slightly.
"There's no reason to lie to me, Prowl; and as your commander and friend I insist that you tell me."
"I'm not lying!"
Optimus widened his optics in surprise. Prowl hardly ever raised his vocals, except at Bumblebee, and certainly never at him. "Alright, fine. If you need to work some things out on your own, that's fine. But that's no excuse to take your anger out on me or the team. Because that's what we are Prowl, a team. It's how we function best."
Prowl bristled, "Maybe that's how you work best, but not me! I work alone!" And without another word, Prowl disappeared back into the tree and left the base before transforming and driving off.