- Motto: "I can totally prove that I'm not a zombie! Just lean over hear, and let me take a little nibble out of your brains."
- Weapon: Double Barrelled Shell Launcher
Red Alert blocked out the idle chit-chat of both Bluestreak and Inferno as he continued to go over sensor logs while he waited for a reply from Prowl. He had to keep busy, he had to go over every bit of information he could until he knew what was happening. At one point he stopped, his optics widened as he noticed something off about the ship's sensor readings, something he only noticed after looking over the data numerous times. He was about to shout his discovery when the Autobot strategist gave his reply, assuring that he had ordered Ark-19 away for major repairs.
"WHAT!?! THAT CAN'T BE!", Red Alert yelled incredulously, "WHAT ABOUT THE-"
Before he could finish, the security director felt someone touch his shoulder. Once again instinct took over as Red Alert turned in a flash, ready to punch the possible assaillant- but he stopped when he saw it was only Bluestreak.
"SLAGGIT WOULD ALL OF YOU STOP TOUCHING ME BEHIND MY BACK!", Red Alert shouted as loud as his vocal components would allow, "CAN'T YOU SEE HOW SERIOUS- THIS-"
Red Alert lowered his fist as the Autobot gunner tried to calm him down. For once Bluestreak's talk actually helped Red Alert to see things more clearly. With everything that had happened over the past few cycles since they learned of Optimus' disappearance his processors had been working on overdrive. Inferno seemed to agree as well. Red Alert sighed as he did his best to calm himself.
"Maybe you're right. Maybe I have been straining my circuits a little too much lately.", the security director said relieved, a small smile starting to come across his face, "I think I will join you in the mess hall for a drink. Maybe a full tank will help me see things more clearly. I just have to go to my quarters for a breem first to file a few reports, then I'll join you."
Red Alert returned the friendly pat on the shoulder to Bluestreak, then gave Inferno one as well as he headed out of the bridge.
Corridor - Red Alert's Personal Quarters
Red Alert's relatively calm demeanor vanished the instant he was out of the bridge. As security director his quarters were close to the bridge, though he hurried his way there anyway. Standing in front of the door he looked in all directions cautiously to make sure no one was around. Once he was certain he was alone he began entering in an extraordinarilly long security code, stopping several times to make sure there was still no one around. After what seemed like a full breem the door opened, and Red Alert hastily entered. Just before the door shut he poked his head out to be absolutely certain no one was following or watching him.
Once the door closed behind him Red Alert entered in several more codes, not only locking the door but also activating sensors to alert him of anyone nearing his quarters. Red Alert allowed almost no one into his room, usually just whoever was in command such as Kup or Ultra Magnus, and only while he was in there. Even his best friend Inferno had barely seen the inside of his quarters. Red Alert just couldn't be too careful.
If anyone did come in they would notice that, despite Red Alert being stationed there for a few vorns, it was quite bare. There was a small desk with a computer, and several computer consoles and security monitors, but Red Alert kept no personal belongings. If anyone took an even closer look they would notice the edge of every wall panel and computer monitor were worn out from being broke open and carefully put back into place, a sign of Red Alert's paranoia over the possibility of being monitored.
Red Alert wouldn't have time to check the walls this time, he couldn't keep Bluestreak and Inferno waiting for too long. He didn't want them to get suspicious. This time Red Alert relied on his keen senses to make sure he wasn't being monitored, listening, looking, smelling over every nook and cranny in his office. Everything seemed to be clear, but the next time he would have to do a more thorough check just to be safe.
Going to his desk he turned on the computer and entered in another long security code. Once he had access Red Alert went to his personal log and opened up a new one. For a moment Red Alert calmed himself enough to sit down in front of the computer, which activated a visual sensor and several audio sensors to record him.
"Security Director Red Alert's personal log; I should have seen this coming earlier when I learned of Optimus' disappearance. I worried so much that without Prime the Decepticons would be more aggressive with their attacks, but now I see that our greatest enemy is right within our ranks!"
Red Alert got out from his chair, he was too worked up to sit still. He paced around his personal quarters, the audio sensors still recording his every word.
"Several breems ago I picked up an unusual scent in the Ark-22 hallways, which eventually led me to the shuttle bay to discover that one of the shuttles was missing. Wheeljack gave me plenty of explanations, all conveniently AFTER I discovered them, not to mention a report on the missing shuttle THAT HAD BEEN FILED OVER A CYCLE LATE! At first I only had suspicions, but after looking over the ship's sensor logs I noticed something; the sensors had been DIVERTED AWAY FROM THE SHUTTLE BAY!"
Red Alert had to stop himself for a moment. His frustration over Wheeljack's lies was getting him worked up. He needed to clear his processors before he continued.
"But there's more! Later when I returned to the bridge I discovered that the Ark-19 had jettisoned an escape pod and gone to transwarp. No one told me anything of this, so of course I contacted Prowl to find out. His was response was that the Ark-19 had been sent for repairs and weapons upgrades. Well that certainly makes sense, after all the ship was badly damaged and we don't have enough resources to get it fixed ourselves. But.... THAT STILL DOESN'T EXPLAIN THE ESCAPE POD! WHO WAS ON THAT ESCAPE POD? WHY WAS IT LAUNCHED IF THEY WERE AUTHORIZED TO LEAVE FOR REPAIRS!"
Red Alert punched the wall as he yelled this, partially opening one of the panels he had checked behind in the past. Prowl's deceit over the Ark-19 was the most unnerving thing. After working with the strategist countless times on so many of the most top secret operations in Autobot command, he thought he could trust him. Again he cleared his mind before he continued- he would have to finish soon before Bluestreak and Inferno started to wonder.
"There's a conspiracy here, and it goes all the way up to Prowl! For now I'll have to be extra careful, to perform my duties without making it obvious that I'm on to them! Right now I'll be going to the mess hall for drinks with Bluestreak and.... Inferno. Slaggit I hate to think that I can't trust my own friend, but there's no telling how far this conspiracy has gone! For all I know he may have lured me to the training facility as a distraction, to keep me from finding out what I have! Maybe the next few breems will help me decide if I can trust either of them, for Primus' sake I hope Inferno isn't a part of this! But whatever is going on, I will find out and stop it before the Autobots are destroyed from within!"
Red Alert walked back to the computer and shut off the recording monitors. As he entered in a series of encryptions and security codes to the log file, he wondered why he made the log. It certainly helped clear his spark, getting his suspicions out, but otherwise there was no logical reason for doing so. Still he didn't have much time to contemplate such things, he had to join up with the others quickly.
Shutting off the computer, he went to the door and went through the the arduous task of unlocking it with more codes before the door opened and he stepped out.
Once in the corridor the security director turned around and entered another complex series of numbers to lock the door behind him. The security director's cooling fans took in a long inhale, then exhale.
"Right then, just act natural.", Red Alert nervously said to himself as he turned and waited for Bluestreak and Inferno, forcing a smile one his face.
Just act natural, just act natural....