Disclaimer I, Alyscha, do not own any of the following below, except the original characters, and the plotline. Hasbro has all the rights to their Transformers franchise.
"Hey doll, sorry you're boy toy isn't here to pick you up." I rolled my eyes as I saw Jazz waiting outside for me as I looked at my phone, reading the text he had sent me. I waved bye to my one and only friend, and then walked to the small silver car.
"How was class?" He asked as he pulled away from the curb and buckled my seatbelt, heading to my house.
"Good, we're learning about the dark side of the moon, and there's some sketchy af shit happening. Russians are hiding something." I told him as he laughed, and then pulled into my neighborhood. I almost got out of the car before I looked back at him. "Have you met my parents yet?"
"No ma'am." He told me as he shut off his engine and looked at me. I rolled my eyes and nodded to the door, telling him to come in.
I glanced up when both my parents were sitting at the dinner table, reading a section of the paper together, "Parents." I got their attention. "This is Jazz." Both my mom and dad looked up as Jazz straightened up next to me and smiled, shaking their hand when they introduced themselves.
My mom was the first to realize that this was the Jazz that was in my mind only a few months ago. "Oh! It's nice to finally…see you. We've heard a lot about you." Jazz glanced down at me, and winked.
"Thank you. Same goes to you, actually. Bee has a habit of not shutting up about this family." I paused, and realized he dropped his accent to talk to my parents. I raised an eyebrow and then froze when my mom asked about Jazz's girlfriend.
I turned around and watched Jazz for a moment. He gave her a smile, "None so far." He explained. She took that as a good answer, and then offered him something to drink. "Nah, that's alright, I just needed to drop off Nova." He told her. "I gotta go help Bee with the mission."
She nodded, and I waved bye before I dashed upstairs to avoid questioning by my parents.
Honestly, the last couple of months have been nothing but lying around my house all day. Bee was on missions with the new arrivals of autobots, and I had school too. Sam and I texted on and off sometimes, like how he met the president for helping in Egypt, and that the government paid for his college. He had also moved out with Carly, farther away from me, to DC. (The 'bots had moved base again.)
Jazz and I were closer than when he was in my head, and hung out when Bee was busy. Bee and I were amazing for each other, and we had just celebrated his '20th' birthday. But now, it was back to business.
And business usually meant Decepticons and bad shit. The usual.
After doing my homework and eating dinner, I went back to my room and had a heart attack. Dino was standing in my room, in the darkness. "Dino! Literally what the hell?!" I yelled, turning on the light.
"Sorry, but we need you at the base. There is someone you should meet." He spoke, his Italian accent heavy. I frowned, and nodded, grabbing my bag, and walking outside with the Italian.
WASHINGTON D.C. — CLASSIFIED NEST HEADQUARTERS.
"Who…exactly am I meeting?" I asked as we got the base.
"All I was told was to pick you up, Miss Nova." He barely made eye contact. He stopped the car, and opened the doors. He let me get out right before he transformed, mumbling something in Italian.
I looked around, and then walked to the robots, watching 'Bee do something with the soldiers, while Sides' and Sunny drove around me to get where they needed to, as I listened to the intercom talk.
I glanced at Sides as his engine shut off. "You're wanted in bay 37." I frowned when he didn't reply to my comment. Something was wrong. Bee didn't chirp like he usually does when he saw me, and everyone was being cold. I didn't like this.
"Who the hell is this?" I frowned and turned around when I heard a new voice talk. A woman, who looked a little too stressed for her age glared down at me over her glasses.
Lennox jumped to my defense before I could open my mouth. "This is Nova Madsen, she brought Jazz back, and survived Egypt with all of us." He looked at me, "Nova, this is Director Mearing, National Intelligence."
I glanced at her, and gave her a small smile. "It's nice to meet you." She didn't seem happy.
"Get her out of here. This is important nation matter, not for a teenage girl to see and brag about to her friends when she gets home." She glared at me as two guards grabbed me. I yelled and struggled against them, before I looked around, Bee was in a training session.
"Bumblebee!" I screeched out, knowing that would stop everything. I heard commotion behind me as Lennox yelled something else out. The guards stopped dragging me, and placed me on the ground, as I turned around.
Director Mearing glared at me. "You little—!" She couldn't finish her words when Ironhide yelled something else.
Within seconds, all the autobots were transformed with their weapons ready, except for Optimus, who sat quietly in front of a device. Director Mearing let out a whistle, somehow still calm.
Lennox looked at me as I gasped, a panic attack coming. I quickly took my pill, and counted to ten, like Chloe had taught me. I breathed in, and out. In and out. In…and out.
"Guys, It's fine." I whispered, hearing shifting parts. I opened my eyes again to see Bee coming to me. He reached me, and held my face in his hands, searching for anything wrong. He checked my arms for bruises and when he found none, his expression changed.
I frowned, and moved in front of him. "Bee. Bee. It's fine." I frowned when his eyes looked down at me, a purple tint to them now. "Calm down, it's fine. I'm okay. Calm. Down." I spoke lower, before Bee closed his eyes, and then sparkled out, his car speeding off.
I bit my lip, and then looked at Sides, worry in my eyes. He shook his head, and then looked back at Director Mearing. I closed my eyes, and then turned back to her. "I apologize for the inconvenience I have caused." She didn't acknowledge me.
She turned back to the Autobots, while I walked to the door, staying quietly, listening. I frowned, and thought back to Bee. His strange purple eyes. I shook my head, and watched Optimus transform quickly, before he yelled at the Director.
"You lied to us. Everything humans know of our planet we were told had all been shared. So why was this found in human possession?" Oh shit. I walked back to the group, and glanced at Optimus as he looked down at me. "Also. You will never have Nova be touched by the guards again. And she will always be welcome here. She is family." My mouth fell open at the last comment he made.
Mearing let out a laugh, and looked at her assistant, hissing something at her. I blinked at Optimus, who smiled down at me, giving me a nod. I grinned back, and then listened to what Mearing was saying.
"This is a secret few men knew, and fewer still remain alive. Allow me to please introduce to you two of NASA's founding mission directors and astronaut Dr. Buzz Aldrin, one of the first two men to step foot on the moon. Sir? Optimus Prime." I turned around, and tilted my head.
The man smiled at me, and shook my hand, quietly saying hello, before his attention went back to Optimus. "From a fellow space traveler, it's a true honor."
Optimus stood tall. "The honor is mine."
I looked back at Lennox, who smiled at me and I smiled back. I just met a man who was on the moon. Damn.
I bit my lip as they kept talking, listening.
After a bit of conversation, Mearing asked a question. "Who was its Captain?"
"The great Sentinel Prime. The technology's inventor. He was commander of the Autobots before me. It's imperative that I find it, before the Decepticons learn of its location. Our Autobot spacecraft has the ability to get there. And... you must pray it's in time." After Optimus answered the question, I fell backwards, and my world went…dark.
And I'm back. Hi, hello. I want to apologize for the months of waiting, but college is a bitch, and I tried so many times to write this chapter, to get Often on its feet, but couldn't. Nothing I wrote, I liked. Until this beauty appeared. I hope you liked the chapter, because I did, damn. If you can't tell, I hate mearing with a passion. She's a bitch. Ugh. But anyway. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, leave them for me to read. — REMEMBER, NO FLAMES.