Beast Wars*Over Humans Episode One: Only Human By Jenna Klear aka Dragoneyes Yeah, I know, really stupid - its written like a frikin script! THATS BECAUSE ITS SUPPOSE TO BE ON TV! Acted, animated, or whatever you call it when they use computer graphics. So just read along. Oh, and if thereÕre arenÕt any returns or hardly any spaces, ITÕS NOT MY FAULT! My stupid computer canÕt load, so donÕt blame me. DonÕt even comment about it if you do review. It just gets me POed when IÕm waiting to see what people think about my writing and all they talk about is the format. :X BAH! Oh, well. At least it loaded, right?! Keeping reading and I hope you enjoy this. I love Cheetor and I felt so bad that he had that crush on Black Arachnia and she never gave him the time of day. Oh, and lay off if I didnÕt get the entire story straight with the Primal Earth or whatever. The show was skrewy and weird and I was lost 1/4 the time and in love with the series the other 75% of the time. R/R .................................................................................................................... This takes place a right after they find the new ship for their base and they still donÕt have a shield yet. .................................................................................................................... **Silverbolt and Black Arachnia are outside under the stars** Black Arachnia: You know, I think I might get use to being a maximal. Silverbolt: Why? The thrill of saving anotherÕs life, of being a virtuous being? Black Arachnia: No. I get to spend more time with you. [Silverbolt tries to kiss her] Black Arachnia: Look! A shooting star! Silverbolt: LetÕs make a wish. .................................................................................................................... [Cheetor sees the same star as he watches the pair] Cheetor: I wish I wasnÕt so alone. .................................................................................................................... Rattrap: Uh, Optimus, that isnÕt a comet. Optimus: What do you mean? Rinox: HeÕs right! It appears to be a ship, an alien ship! .................................................................................................................... [The ship comes down and crashes] Optimus: Cheetor, come with me to check it out. Cheetor: GotchaÕ, Bigbot. Optimus: WhatÕs the matter Cheetor? You donÕt sound yourself. Cheetor: Oh, itÕs nothing. LetÕs go. .................................................................................................................... Optimus: It seems technical, yet simple. [They pull open the door and walk in. Inside is a seat. Cheetor swings it around and in it is a girl that looks hurt] Cheetor: What is it? Optimus: SheÕs a fully-evolved human! Cheetor: Whoe! You know how to help her? Optimus: Same as you would a wounded animal I suppose. Come on, letÕs bring her to base. [Optimus bends down] Cheetor: No, itÕs okay. IÕll carry her. [to himself] I guess wishes do come true. .................................................................................................................... Black Arachnia: What is it? Cheetor: Human. Fully evolved. Black Arachnia: Cool. This babe might have some mighty helpful pointers on gismos and gadgets. How long til she comes to? Optimus: I donÕt know. ItÕs hard to tell with organics. Cheetor[running fingers through her hair]: Hope itÕs not too long. .................................................................................................................... [Vision blurs from black to white to puddled colours to... a cheetah?] [The human screams] Human[bringing out a stunner]: Stay back! DonÕt come any closer! Cheetor: Relax! ItÕs okay! IÕm a friend! Human: How can I be sure? Cheetor: We did bandage you up. Human: I guess so. Wait! What do you meanwe ? Optimus[coming into the room]: IÕm Optimus, leader of the Maximals. Welcome to our base! [He stretches out his hand to shake and she excepts it with uncertainty] Human: IÕm, um... Jenna. Optimus: Can you walk? WeÕll give you a tour of the base. [She tries to stand up, but she almost falls, but is caught by Cheetor] Cheetor: Watch it! [She bits her lip and blushes at CheetorÕs smile] Jenna: I think my ankleÕs twisted. Cheetor: ThatÕs okay. Let me help you. [He lifts her up and carries her to the control room and sits her down] Jenna: Is this Prehistoric Earth? The last thing I remember was I was over a planet and I tried to come down, but it seemed that someone had meddled with my landing system before I left Earth4. You say youÕre Maximals? Optimus: Yes! YouÕve met Cheetor. This is Rinox, Rattrap, Silverbolt, and Black Arachnia. Jenna: And I am Jenna of the house of Xoran on the Fourth Earth. I was on a, can you say, quest. I wanted to find Prehistoric Earth, the main base of human kind before my race contaminated it soo much. Anyways, I thank you for your help, but right now I would like to get to my ship. Optimus: Wait, you canÕt walk yet. Jenna: I have equipment on my ship that will do. There is nothing more you need to do. I am fine. Rattrap: Not if the Predacons gets ya. . . Jenna: Pred-acons? You mean like... Pred-ators? Optimus: Yes, theyÕre our enemy and would only do you harm. ItÕs okay, IÕll just have someone go with you. Cheetor: IÕll go! I can fly her there and back in a nanosecond. Optimus: Okay, but IÕd hurry. Who knows what Megatron will do if he gets her ship first. Cheetor: Come on! .................................................................................................................... [Flying to JennaÕs ship] Jenna: Thank you, Cheetor. I know that you are a friend. Cheetor: Hey! No problem! Just try to talk to me like a person, not a data computer! Jenna: Sure. [They come to a stop] Cheetor: What do you have? [She comes out on a hover wheelchair] Jenna: ThisÕll do until my sprain is better. [She gets all of her belonging and heads to leave] Jenna: I put a forcefield around Joy. Just in case a rat comes along. Cheetor: Hey, one of my best friends is a rat! Jenna: Sorry. Come on. IÕll race ya! Cheetor: Your on! Jenna: Go! Cheetor: Hey! No fair! [Cheetors blasts his rockets, trying to keep up with the hover chair. Both laugh the entire time.] .................................................................................................................... Megatron: What? A human? Here? Yes. . . this may be what we need to get off this infernal planet. She has the technology we need to do anything. . . I have to have her! .................................................................................................................... .................................................................................................................... .................................................................................................................... Optimus: And here is your quarters. Cheetor: IÕm right next door if you need anything. Jenna: Thanks. [Optimus leaves and Cheetor starts to follow] Jenna: Hey! Wait, Cheetor. Cheetor: What? Jenna: Can you help me unpack? Cheetor: Sure. Cheetor: WhatÕs this? [Has the lamp over his head, covering his face. Jenna grabs it and sets in on the desk] Jenna: A lamp. Uh, put the books on the first shelf. [She starts bringing out a CD player] Cheetor: What in Cybertron is that? Jenna[laughing]: ThatÕs my CD player! You listen to music on it. Here, IÕll put on some cool stuff. Cheetor: Cool? What? Does it make you cold? Jenna: No, not cold. Cool. It slang for neat, or awsome ! Cheetor: Fine! YouÕre cool then! [She bites her lower lip as she turn to it on] Cheetor: What is that? Jenna: Music! [singing] ItÕs hard to say what it is I see in you. Wonder if IÕll always be with you. Words canÕt say - I canÕt do enough to prove its all for you. .................................................................................................................... [Next door, Rattrap is listening to them laughing while Cheetor tries to sing offkey to the music] Rattrap: Kids! .................................................................................................................... .................................................................................................................... **The very next morning** [Jenna comes rollarblading in the control room full blast. Cheetor follows behind her on skates as well, although he is a lot more wobbly and clumsy on them] Rinox: What the -- ? Optimus: Glad to see youÕre feeling better, Jenna. Jenna: I am! My legÕs as good as new, and I had to show Cheetor how to rollarblade. Come on Cheetor! Glide! Glide! Cheetor: Cats are not made to skate, but they are made to fly! WOO-HO! [Black Arachnia enters, looking a little disgruntled] Black Arachnia: Hey, kid, are you any good at machines? Jenna: 4-point-0 in industry and technitions. Black Arachnia: Is that good or bad? Jenna: Alright. What are you having trouble with? Black Arachnia: IÕm not having trouble, I just wanted a second opinion on something IÕm working on, thatÕs all. Cheetor[whispering to Jenna]: That means she has no clue. .................................................................................................................... **In BAÕs chambers** [Jenna, BA, and Cheetor are staring at a hunk of junk] Jenna[after a moment of silence]: What is it? Black Arachnia: What is it?! CanÕt you tell? Its a new weapon for guarding the base. ThatÕs what! Jenna: You donÕt have a sheild to do that? Cheetor: Nope, we donÕt have the programing for one yet. We just moved in here after the Preds blew up our original ship. I guess you can say weÕre still renovating. Jenna[skeptically]: And this is suppose to do what exactly? Black Arachnia[sighing]: This is a prototype thatÕs suppose to circle the base, scanning for Preds. When one or more comes in rage of at least two miles, its suppose to start shooting at them. Jenna: ThatÕs it? Black Arachnia[getting upset]: Hey! This is top-of-the-line work here, kid! What do you think is wrong with it?! Jenna: HEY! You just wanted a second opinion, right? Well, here it is. First of all, I believe you have a scanner on board to do the same thing, and this robot canÕt be a million places at once. It would be way to simple to outsmart. Its also gonna be an easy target to destory and then youÕre back at ground zero. Plus the weapons wouldnÕt do crap at hitting a moving target three miles away. You got a good idea going, but this ainÕt the thing cutting it! [BA and Cheetor stare at Jenna] Black Arachnia: So what am I suppose to do? Just scrap the entire project. Do you realize how long IÕve been working on this hunk of junk?! Jenna: Well, I donÕt think itÕs completely junk. I mean, if youÕd pull some of these wires apart and stationaried alot of this outside itÕd be simple just to have a simple defense system. [BA is upset, although she is keeping it under her cool. Suddenly, Silverbolt enters the lab, and quickly growls under his breath at the sight of Cheetor with BA. He doesnÕt even see Jenna leaning against the wall] Silverbolt: What are you doing down here, Cheetor? Jenna: He was down here with me. Black Arachnia wanted some help with her machine. Silverbolt[taking a good look a Jenna]: Oh, well, did they help you any, dear? Black Arachnia: Sort of. . . Silverbolt: ThatÕs great. Cheetor, Jenna, I just remembered that Optimus was looking for you two up in command quarters. Jenna: Thanks. Come on, Cheetor. [Cheetor follows Jenna out. Silverbolt stays where he is, watching them leave. As soon as they are out, he slams the command for the door to shut. Jenna turns to Cheetor] Jenna: What was that about? Cheetor: What? Jenna: Silverbolt getting so uptight about you being there with Black Arachnia. I swear I saw him overheating. Cheetor: Oh, that. DonÕt worry about it. ItÕs nothing. HeÕs just being a jealous old lover. TheyÕre probably in there right now riping the cercuits off each other. Come on, lets see what Optimus wants. [He grabs her hand and leads her to the command station] .................................................................................................................... Cheetor: WhatÕs up, Bigbot? Optimus: You, mister, were suppose to be on guard half a cycle ago. I know everyoneÕs excited about having Jenna here, but we still need to be on the lookout for Preds. Cheetor[hanging his head as he heads out]: Yes, sir. Jenna: IÕm sorry. Its my fault he wasnÕt to his duty. Optimus: ThatÕs okay, Jenna. It wasnÕt your fault. CheetorÕs easily... distracted. I wanted to talk to you about a few things... [he leads her off to his office talking about who and what the Maximals were and how they had come to Prehistoric Earth] [Jenna looks back to where Cheetor exited for a second, before following Optimus] .................................................................................................................... **Outside** [Cheetor is on guard, upset about being embarressed by Bigbot in front of Jenna] Cheetor[to no one in particular]: He didnÕt have to say that right in front of her! And why would predacons want to attack today anyway? Megatron[flying up in front of Cheetor]: For your human, of coarse. [Cheetor yells in surprise before he starts shooting. Rattrap, who was on duty a few yards away starts shooting alongside the cat. Both are able to push the Pred back] Megatron: Okay, this is not the time for battle, but you tell Optimus-primal that this human who has come to this planet is as good as ours if she ever steps outside your base. He doesnÕt even yet realize how important it is. Rattrap: YAH! Well, sheÕs a whole lot more important to us thatyou, Megatrash! [shots at him again before Megatron flies out of range. Cheetor[on his comlink to Optimus]: Did you get that, Bigbot? .................................................................................................................... **Inside at the same time** Optimus: Yeah, I did, Cheetor. IÕll have Silverbolt and Black Arachnia relieve you two so you can clean up. Then I want you here in my office ASAP. Do you copy? [Cheetor over the Comlink]: Gotcha, Bigbot. Optimus[turning to look at Jenna, who is standing fretfully in front of him]: Things are just beginning. Jenna: No. Things just never end. .................................................................................................................... .................................................................................................................... **Later**In the main deck** [Everyone is sitting around, waiting for Optimus to say something. Jenna is sitting crosslegged on the main table in the middle of the circle] Optimus: I suppose youÕre wondering why youÕre all here for a special meeting. Rattrap: Dang right! What was up with Megatron today. Attacking all by his lonesome, threatening Jenna. Optimus: Well, thatÕs because Jenna is more than what she seems. Do you wish to tell them, Jenna, or should I? Jenna[keeping her eyes away from everyoneÕs]: You can. Optimus: Well, not only did Jenna have a ship able to fly out of this atmosphere, but she also had a direct link to the time warp. [Everyone explodes with questions] Cheetor: You mean we can go to Cybertron? Rattrap:HOME! Rinox: Wait, what do you mean she did have a ship? [Jenna hides her face in her hands] Jenna: I came here to leave my home planet where I was being persecuted. I decided that once I arrived I would not leave. I took what I needed from my ship. Cheetor, IÕm sorry. I didnÕt know you needed my ship so bad. Cheetor: What do you mean? Sorry? Jenna: When I said I was setting the shield for my ship, I was actually setting the self-distruct mode. ThatÕs why I raced you out of there. I didnÕt want you to see it explode. . . [Everyone is silent, but you can feel the disappointment in the air, apart from the excitement a few minutes ago] Optimus: ThatÕs not all that Megatron wanted, though. He wants Jenna. She still holds the technology from her world in her mind. Jenna: I know I made a mistake with my ship, but IÕm willing to help you as I can. IÕm willing to use my knowledge to help you. I donÕt know if it can replace what you lost with my ship, but I am willing to do what I can. [Cheetor comes up and puts his hands on her shoulders] Cheetor: Thank you, Jenna. [She looks up at him and hugs him, thanking him for his forgiveness] .................................................................................................................... For now, Jenna is stuck with the Maximals on Primal Earth. What next? And what is Cheetor hiding from Jenna? Next time on Beast Wars... .................................................................................................................... .................................................................................................................... .................................................................................................................... .................................................................................................................... Okay! Corny - yes! Stupid - yes! Confusing - a bit! But I still hoped you enjoyed it. IÕm using the weird.......to help space cause I donÕt know if the computer will do it while uploading. Precautions only. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review and tell me what you think of the story But still... keep reading! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Dragoneyes¶_¶