Chapter 1
Normal Talk
Thoughts
Bumblebee's Beeps
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The sun was setting in everyday peaceful Jasper, Nevada. However, it was a very different story for a certain blue femme.
"Optimus, I'm going to need some back up. There's too many of them to take on alone."
"This is Bumblebee, Optimus isn't here he's already on an energon scouting mission."
"Than get your aft over here and back me up!" The blue motorcycle exclaimed over the comlink.
"I'm on my way."
Suddenly a green swirling portal appeared and a yellow and black muscle car ran out of it. The blue femme gave the mech covering fire while he ran to her side.
"Heard you needed some back up." The mech smirked at her
"Shut up and shoot soldier." The femme stated smirking back."
"Flank the Autobots and snuff out their sparks!" One of the drones yelled to the other soon-to-be-lifeless Decepticons.
The duo had taken cover behind a boulder large enough for them both. As they were firing at all of the Decepticons idiotic enough to peak around the corner of their cover, the muscle car noticed several of them begin to move behind boulders that were at the two Autobots' left and right.
"They're beginning to surround us Arcee." The yellow and black mech informed his partner.
"I know. We need a plan to evade them and get out of here."
The pair thought for a second doing their best at shooting and thinking at the same time. It was a long while before either of them had thought of something. Finally Arcee figured out a risky, yet good plan.
"Bumblebee, I need you to create a distraction so that I can take out the cons that are on our left. Once I clear out the area, we will be able to take cover there. Not only will we have a more advantageous position, but we will also have clear open space to fall back in case the tide doesn't turn our way."
Bumblebee, nervous about the risky plan, hesitantly nodded and then transformed into to his disguise mode. Ready to go out in the open and provide the distraction that Arcee needed.
"Go." Arcee stated.
Bumblebee immediately sped off into the open, zigzagging to avoid being shot. Just as all of the cons turned towards Bumblebee, Arcee began to do her part of the plan and take down any of the cons that were located to her left. When it was clear, Arcee turned to see Bumblebee in close combat with two Decepticons much larger than him. As she began to run towards him to help, she saw him take one down with a quick uppercut to the head. As soon as he turned to deal with the other one he felt a sharp pain in his abdominal area. Ignoring the pain he grabbed the con by the shoulder and punched him just under his chassis, making a deep dent in the armor. Bumblebee tried to remove his fist from the con to hit him yet again. When it didn't budge he thought quickly and transformed his wrist into his double barrel cannons and fired into the con's chassis. The con fell in a heap of burnt metal and dripping energon. Bumblebee fell to his knees in pain. His optics widened when he looked down to examine his injuries. An energy dagger was sticking out of his chassis and energon was practically gushing out.
"Oh my Primus! Bumblebee! Don't worry Bumblebee I'm gonna get you out of here."
"Ugh." The mech groaned in pain.
"Arcee to base, I need a ground bridge at my location ASAP! Bumblebee is injured!"
The green swirling portal appeared again in front of Arcee. She tried to pick up Bumblebee but soon realized that he was too heavy. She gave up in trying to pick him up and began to drag him to through the ground bridge.
"Arcee! What happened to Bumblebee? A red and white mech exclaimed.
"We were carrying out a plan and he got in a fist fight with a couple of cons bigger than him."
Ratchet picked up the smaller mech and carried him to a med table. Bumblebee was currently in stasis but he fidgeted a lot from the pain he could most likely still feel. Arcee was still shocked. She had never thought that this would happen to Bumblebee. Well, at least not again. It was a tough time when Bumblebee had lost his voice to Megatron. There was no one to lift the sadness and guilt of not coming any sooner off of the shoulders of those around. Bumblebee kept the others optimistic no matter the situation. He was also one of the last of the sparklings left. Just like Arcee. She had grown up with Bee and if she were to lose him she would be devastated. He was her best friend. Bumblebee was the light in the seemingly endless darkness. He was the one who she could talk to if she was having a hard time with her sometime nightmares of Cliffjumpeer in his dark energon state. He was everything to her. He meant so much to her. He was the one who could make even Unicron himself smile and laugh.
"Arcee, perhaps it would be best if you were to get some recharge. You've had a long day and the last thing we need is a half asleep warrior on the battlefield."
Arcee looked up to see that Ratchet was talking to her.
"Ratchet with all due respect I would think it better for me to be here instead to…you know keep an eye on Bumblebee. Besides you need it more than me we don't need an asleep medic on ground bridge duty." The blue femme stated.
A moment of silence passed before Ratchet answered her. He seemed to really hesitate in letting her stay here all night with no recharge.
"Well, if you insist I will let you stay. However if anything happens while I'm in recharge to Bumblebee, wake me up so I can make sure nothing is wrong. Well, besides his torn energon tank of course."
"No problem Ratchet."
As the medical officer walked away, Arcee began to think of all the good times she and Bee had while they were younglings. Like the time they painted Optimus completely white while he was in recharge. When they were finally caught Optimus seemed very disappointed at them. Bee took the fall for the entire thing, claiming that Arcee was trying to stop him from doing it but Bee went ahead and did it anyway.
Optimus wasn't angry but he gave Bumblebee a lecture to not do it again.
After Optimus was finished he walked away.
"Why did you take all the blame Bee?" Arcee questioned.
"I didn't want you to get in trouble 'Cee." The yellow mech answered.
After a long pause Arcee went up to Bumblebee and gave him a hug to show how grateful she was to him.
"Thanks Bee."
"Don't worry about it Arcee."
The femme came out of her daydream and looked at the muscle car on the med table, resting. He really was something. Taking on two bigger cons and winning. That was no easy feat to accomplish. She looked at him and realized that he looked cute sleeping.
"Whoa Arcee, don't get carried away. You don't want to keep having these kind of thoughts. What if he someday leaves like Cliff, or Tailgate?"
She shook those thoughts out of her head trying not to think about the subject.
"Still, he does look pretty cute."
Arcee smiled to herself and let recharge take over her systems.
Aaaahhhh Yeeaaahhh. First chapter done! Whoo!
Well, to all the readers that read the chapter thank you and please leave an idea or just a compliment or helpful criticism or even an OC idea. No flaming please. If I like your idea I might put it in a chapter and give you credit for it too. My goal is to get 5 reviews for this one chapter and if you are the first or fifth reviewer I will read a chapter of one of your own stories and make a nice review on it. Peace my brothas and sistas. And to all of those down in the dumps here is something to cheer you up. I can't remember if I made it up or if I heard it in a movie.
"When you feel like you've hit rock bottom. There is no other way to go except up."
This is the Legacy signing off! PEACE!
