A/N: Hello! This story isn't very original. Basically, it's Transformers:Animated with an OC I made up on the fly. I'll make a little profile thing after my Author's Note. I hope you all enjoy. Or at least give me ideas in order to improve my story. Anyway, first is the proflie, then the story. ONWARD!
Designation: Skystreak
Age: 14 vorns(one vorn= about 83 Earth years)
Creators: Yoketron and Jazz. Prowl adopted her after Yoketron was offlined. Jazz probably already entered the Elite Guard when Prowl entered Yoketron's dojo. (Its just what I'm guessing. Excuse me if the TV series never clearly stated what happened). I'm also pretending Ultra Magnus is her adopted grandfather.
Looks: She's a black and white Seeker femme.(I know neither Yoketron or Jazz are flyers but for the sake of my storyline just go along with it, please.)
Personality: She takes after Jazz, personality-wise. Right down to his slang and interest in organics. She's also got a little crush on Optimus*hint,hint*
Mods: She was born with the ability to turn invisible at will. Medics have tried to figure out how it happened but they all concluded that she was born with it. She has no blasters, blades, etc. Though I'll probably give her some as the story progresses.
"Many millions of years ago, war raged between the heroic Autobots and the brutal Decepticons, for control of the planet Cybertron. The Autobots battled valiantly in the name of honor. Their courageous exploits bringing hope and glory to a beleaguered, war-torn planet and inspiring countless generations of robots yet to come online." a dull voice droned on and on while a tall red and blue bot, and a slight black and white Seeker femme analyzed the scenes zipping by on the vid-screen.
"What a load of scrap metal." a red and white bot with a chipped chevron commented. "Why do you waste your time on those old history vids?"
"All the great Autobot leaders learned from the past" the bot said while the femme simply said "Cuz Ah wanna."
"Look around you, Prime, Skystreak. The Great War ended centuries ago." the red bot said. "Besides, the vids you're watching are the versions made for younglings. The real thing way much, much worse than this."
"But ya were in th' action, Ratchet!" the femme, Skystreak exclaimed. "Tell us, what were the 'Cons really like?"
Ratchet grimaced. "Trust me, kids. You're better off not knowing.'Besides, it looks like the youngbots could use a servo." Ratchet pointed outside where a large green bot was hanging from a cable attached from his arm and yelling "BUMBLEBEE! My wrecking ball's stuck again!"
"Well then, let's go and get 'em back on task,huh?" Skystreak said cheerfully as she got out of the chair and pulled the bot called Prime out of his own chair. The other two sighed and followed her out to the loading dock.
"Sky, I'm perfectly capable of finding my way to the loading dock without your help." Prime said, trying to keep the heat in his cheek plates repressed. Skystreak let go of his servo, doing nothing to stop the blush. Ratchet just sighed while thinking 'Young love. It'll get you killed' Prime changed the subject quickly.
"Do you ever get the feeling you were programmed for something more than just repairing space bridges?" he asked Ratchet.
"I got a diagnostics program that can delete that feeling like a bad line of code." Ratchet smirked as Skystreak palmed the door open.
Meanwhile, the green bot was still dangling from his wrecking ball. He looked down, swallowed, and shouted "I don't like heights, Bumblebee!"
"Cool your circuits, Bulkhead. I'm working as fast as I can. And you know there's no bot faster!" a yellow minibot yelled back as he climbed his way to the top of the hill where Bulkhead's wrecking ball was stuck. Bumblebee transformed his left servo into a stinger and shot at the rocks around Bulkhead's wrecking ball to loosen them. He transformed his servo back and started kicking away the pieces he blasted.
"Hrgh... I think I'm gonna blow a gasket." Bulkhead groaned.
"Try to hold it in a little lon-GAH!" The entire hill collapsed, causing both Bulkhead and Bumblebee to go falling down towards the ground. "AAAHHHH!" they both yelled as they landed on the ground. It was then that Prime and Ratchet came driving up in their vehicle mode.
"Alright, what seems to be the problem?" Prime asked as they transformed to robot mode.
"I believe the technical term is 'bunch of big honking rocks jamming space bridge.'" Bumblebee replied as they stood up.
"You know what I don't get?" Bulkhead asked. "Why would anyone want to transwarp to this All Spark-forsaken sector?"
"That's not the point, Bulkhead" Prime said gently. "We've got a job to do. No job is insurmountable with the right tools" He pulled out an Energon axe and activated it. "And a little teamwork" He started destroying the rocks that now surrounded the base of the space bridge. "Everyone lend a servo. Bulkhead-" said bot started punching the rocks that flew his way "Yeah Bumblebee-" He shot at the flying rocks instead of punching them. "Come on, Ratchet!" He activated his magnets and stopped the rocks in their path. "You too, Prowl!" Nothing happened. Prime stopped. "Hey, where is Prowl? Now that I look around, where's Skystreak?"
Suddenly there was the soft, disembodied whine of Seeker jets just as a gold shuriken came flying out of the dark. It hit the rock, destroying it, then flew back to the shadow it originated from. "Just have to know the weak spots" the shadow, Prowl, said.
"Yeah. Next time, you might want to give us a little more warning." Prime said, tiredly.
"Now why would we do tha'? It would mess up our timing." Skystreak said as she literally blinked into sight and landed next to her adopted 'Ada'.
Ratchet shook his helm and said, "Young bots, can't live with them, can't melt 'em down for spare parts."
The "young bots" all blinked. Skystreak moved over to Bumblebee and whispered to him, "Why's he so grumpy all the time?"
"You'd be grumpy too if you had one servo in the scrapheap." Bumblebee smirked. That smirk was wiped right off his faceplates when Ratchet hit him across the back of his helm.
"I may have one servo in the scrapheap, but I can STILL HEAR!"
Prime braced his leg against a rock. "Okay, I know we're out here on a thankless assignment in the middle of nowhere. But remember, we're all cogs in the great, big Autobot machine!"
Prowl put a servo to his helm. "Not this speech again." 'No kidding. He makes this speech 10 times a solar-cycle.' The rest of the team thought.
"A machine is better as whole, than any one component part." The asteroid they were on started shaking, but Prime was too busy ranting to notice. The others sure did, and braced for the worst. "Together, we can move mountains!" The space bridge suddenly exploded, throwing everyone off their stabilizing servos. Prowl and Skystreak were able to gain their balance in the air but everyone else was thrown back. "Bad choice of words, Big Bot!" Bumblebee shouted at Prime.
Prime's face mask covered his face and decided to make up for it. He shot a grappling hook at an asteroid above them and pulled Bumblebee out of the way of helm-hunting rocks. Then, he took out his energon axe and hit a big rock about to collide with Ratchet. It shattered into about a million pieces. Prowl's jets failed him at that moment but lucky for Prowl's body and unlucky for his ego, Skystreak caught him by the arm. While that was happening, Prime shot a net behind where Bulkhead was running away from a wave of rocks. Then, he elongated the handle of his axe and used it to vault another wave of rocks. He shot his grappling hook at the control panel and hit the power switch. Immediately, the rocks stopped trying to kill all of them.
Ratchet was fixing Bumblebee's arm, while Prowl and Skystreak landed on the ground. Bulkhead's mouth was hanging open. Prowl strode over and shut his mouth for him while saying "Impressive"
Bulkhead regained his composure and asked "Where'd you learn moves like that?"
Prime put his axe away and replied sheepishly, "I trained at the... Autobot Academy."
Ratchet finished repairing Bumblebee's arm and looked up at Prime. "So, how'd an Academy bot wind up on a broken down maintenance crew?"
Bumblebee looked up at Prime. "Yeah! Shouldn't you be leading the Cybertron Elite Guard or something?"
'If only you knew' Prime thought.
Suddenly they were all bathed in bright blue light. The light was emanating from a fairly large rock. Prime pulled out his axe. "Uh...I don't think that's such a good idea, Boss Bot." Bulkhead warned.
"PRIME! NO!" Ratchet yelled at him but he cut the rock open anyway.
There, sitting there looking very bright and innocent, was an orange box. "What is it?" Bulkhead asked.
"I dunno." Skystreak said. "Maybe we should take it back to the ship so the Doc Bot can check it out." She reached for it but Ratchet yelled "Leave it!" and she jerked back. "Or batter still, throw it back through the space bridge. This thing wasn't meant to be found."
"What's got you so spooked all of a sudden, Ratchet?" Prime asked just as his com. link beeped.
"Teletraan-1 to Optimus Prime, Teletraan-1 to Optimus Prime. Unidentified aircraft entering this sector. Energy signature consists of Decepticon warship." a computerized femme voice said.
"Decepticons? That has to be a mistake. the Decepticons were destroyed centuries ago."
"Defeated, not destroyed." Ratchet corrected. "And we're not waiting for them to find it." He transformed to robot mode. "WHAT are you bots waiting for? An invitation? Load it up! Pronto!" Bulkhead and Bumblebee lifted the box into Ratchet's trunk.
"Wait Ratchet. Why the sudden urgency? What is this thing?" Optimus Prime asked.
There's no time let's move!" And with that, they all shot off towards the ship
*Skystreak's POV*
We got to the loading dock of the ship to unload the big orange box thing.
"You're the history bots, Prime, Skystreak. Ever hear of the All Spark?" Ratchet asked as he transformed.
"Yep! Mos' powerful energy source in the whole entire universe!" I said.
"Gave the spark of life to all Cybertronians." Optimus added.
"Every bot knows that story." Bulkhead deadpanned.
"Here's another one. The only way we were able to win the Great War all those centuries ago was by keeping the All Spark out of Decepticon hands. Sent it through a Space Bridge into some far flung corner of the galaxy where no one will ever find it." Ratchet explained.
"So you're saying we found the All Spark. The real All Spark?"
"No. I'm saying, it found us."
And as if some unspoken signal was triggered, we ran to the bridge of the ship. I was in charge of helping Optimus with Teletraan-1, since the systems have been a bit faulty for the past few cycles.
"Warning." Said Teletraan-1. "Starship approaching. Positive identification as Decepticon warship."
"You wanted to see action kids? Be careful what you wish for." Ratchet said.
"Hello? We're repair bots! Please tell me you're not actually thinking of taking on DECEPTICONS?" I positively screeched. To be perfectly honest, I was literally clinging to Dad as he tried to locate the Decepticons and comfort me through the bond at the same time. I must admit he a good multi-tasker.
"Not without backup." I relaxed minutely. "Patch me to Cybertron Command Headquarters."
"Wow. When you want backup go straight to the top." Bulkhead said.
"Optimus Prime." Sentinel Prime said, or as I like to call him, Big Chinned Glitch-head. "You mean they still let you command other Autobots?"
"Don't start, Sentinel." Optimus snapped. "Just put me through to Ultra Magnus."
"Now how could a third rate rock buster possibly merit the Supreme Commander's attention?" Sentinel drawled.
I thought for a moment, then I said, "Display cargo hold visual."
A picture of the All Spark showed up. "I'll... put you through right away" he said, finally serious.
My grandfather's face showed up at that moment. "Ultra Magnus here, Optimus. We're tracking your aignaal. Probably just a lost skull ship. Ever since we drove them off Cybertron, the 'Cons have been wandering the berthery. They wouldn't be so foolish as to invade Autobot space. Still, we're sending a strike force to attack if necessary. Meanwhile, you and your bots just sit tight. And Prime, don't try to be a hero. It's not in your programming."
That was all he said to Optimus, but then he turned to me. "Sweetspark?" I blinked. "Yeah, sir?" He chuckled. "If there ARE Decepticons, hide. It would kill your creators and I if you got hurt." I nodded. "Say 'Hi' to Daddy for me?"
"Of course, Sweetspark. Prowl, yes? If she gets hurt, it's on your head." And the vid screen turned off.
"Decepticons, still on out tail and closing in fast" Dad reported. "So why dun we see 'em?" I asked.
"Teletraan-1. Set a course for the nearest Space Bridge." Optimus said.
"But Ultra Magnus said to sit tight." Bulkhead protested.
"With all due respect, Ultra Magnus isn't carrying the All Spark." Optimus said back. "So, we'll set a course for the nearest Space Bridge and blast thriugh whatever debris in our way." And that plan worked for a little while. That is, until we found the ship that's been tracking us.
"Uh... Boss Bot? I don't think we can blast through that." Bulkhead said.
A/N: So, I'll be making chapter breaks where ever I see fit, or if someone reviews me and tells me where to break off. Oh! before I forget i should put a disclaimer.
I, youllbeinmyheart1997, do not own Transformers: Animated or most of the plot. I own Skystreak, though.
Hmm... Now that i think about it, I should add disclaimers to all my other stories, too...
Oh well! Anyway, please review!