A/N: So I know this idea of a fourth human joining team Prime has definitely been done before, but I couldn't resist. I had this idea and couldn't help, but to write it down and ta da, here I am, posting yet another story. I intend to make this like a two part "saga" I guess you could say following my OC Max and the other would follow my other OC Vida. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this first/ pilot chapter.
P.S. this takes place in the Transformers Prime Universe.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Years Ago
"You are certain of this?"
I would not have told you if I were not certain. I am sorry Optimus, but this is your fate.
The Autobot, Optimus Prime, stood on the metal platform his blue optics staring at the ground beneath his feet. Before him was his old teacher, Alpha Trion, surrounded by a silhouette of white and blue light. With theAutobots scattered across space
and the Decepticons lost in the distance, Optimus was in desperate need of guidance and called to the Allspark for wisdom. His call was answered by his old teacher, the one who taught him everything he knows before he became a prime.
You must not worry about this now my student, the Autobots still need a leader.
Optimus nodded stiffly, but he did not look towards his old mentor for several moments. The weight of his words was weighing on him, but Alpha Trion was right. He could not worry about it now, the Autobots needed his guidance.
When Optimus finally looked at Alpha Trion he asked, "What of Vida?"
She is no longer here in this world, but you will see her again. I believe the destination you plan to bridge to with your remaining team is where she will be and someone will lead you to her.
Optimus opened his mouth to speak, but abruptly closed it when the image of his mentor began to fade. He was being pulled away, their time to talk was now over. The prime watched Alpha Trion disappear from sight, leaving him alone in the ship. A beat
of silence passed before the sound of beeps filled the Autobots processor. Optimus turned around to see a yellow Autobot run in with big blue optics.
"What is it Bumblebee," Optimus asked the scout worriedly.
The scout replied in beeps and buzzing noises which Optimus was able to decode in his mind. Many years ago, back when the war was at it's heaviest, the young Autobot had ventured into enemy territory. He had been gathering information, but was caught
in the process by Megatron. Because he refused to talk, the head Decepticon tortured him until finally he tore out his voice box. If he wouldn't talk for the Decepticons, he could never speak again.
Bumblebee had asked Optimus where they were going and what were they going to do now. It was only three of them now: Bumblebee, Optimus and his old friend, Ratchet. Another Autobot, Bulkhead, wanted to join them as well, but he was still traveling through
space and was still far away. The other members of their group had decided to go their own ways in search of other Autobots. Once Optimus and his small group had settled, he would send a signal out to all Autobots about where they were.
"A small planet, the inhabitants there have called it earth," Optimus replied to the scout, "We leave shortly."
Bumblebee buzzed.
"No. Ratchet will remain here and wait for the arrival of our comrade. Not to mention incase more Autobots arrive while the two of us venture ahead," Optimus told the scout.
Bumblebee nodded in reply and left his leader alone to his thoughts. Bumblebee was from the last generation born from the Well of Sparks and one of the only bots to survive all these years of war. Before the group had scattered, Bumblebee and a femme
Autobot, Vida, were the youngest of the Autobots. Both from the last generation born. However, Vita had to leave this world and journey to another.
The space bridge is fully charged Optimus, said Ratchet over their comm link, I hope you know what you're doing with these humans. Good luck out there.
Optimus sighed, "And to you old friend."
There was no time to dwell on what's happened, he needed to move forward. If not for the sake of himself, then for the sake of his people.
Present Day
The chamber was empty except for the small human on the metal floor with a piece of white chalk in her hand. Along the wall beside her were hundreds of white tally marks she had been making since she arrived to "live" on this ship. A prisoner was too
harsh of a word to describe her stay here and a guest was too nice. She could travel through the ship as she pleased so long as she stayed out of the way and didn't cause any trouble, but she couldn't leave the ship whenever she wanted.
When no one was around, she would bridge out of the ship and go wherever she pleased and return before anyone noticed her absence. No one except Soundwave noticed her disappearing act though. To say he cared was an overstatement of his feelings towards
the earth girl. She was just his responsibility since no one else was willing to watch out for her after Megatron had left on the space journey three years ago.
She sighed and rested her head against the wall, "I hate my life, I hate the cons, I hate everything about this place… Come on Max, how can we get out of here and never come back?"
The girl, Max, had been trying to think of way she could escape from here and not be caught. Bridging on and off the ship wasn't difficult for the young girl, but making sure she couldn't be found once off the ship was difficult. Max knew her way around
the ship, even with all the Decepticons or Titans as she liked to call them, roaming the halls. They kept her in her place because she didn't want to run into any of them. If she could avoid the Titans, she would do it at any cost.
Max stood up, she pocketed the piece of white chalk in her faded blue jeans and ran across the way over to the large metal door that lead to the hallways. She pressed her hand onto the large door and felt a pulse of electricity rush through her and into
the door. The second she pulled her hand away, the doors opened allowing her to leave the chamber and go into the empty hall.
The ship she was on, The Nemesis, was big by Decepticon standards and downright huge for human standards. Her small backpack on her shoulder and a plan in mind, she raced through the halls of the Nemesis.
It was just another day for the Autobots. With their energon supply getting lower and lower, it was time for the team to split up and do some patrolling. Energon was their life-force and without it, they would perish. Cliffjumper, a red Autobot, had ground
bridged to the first coordinates Ratchet pulled up and so far, he was not impressed with the scenery.
Only dirt roads, open grass fields, a few trees here and there, not to mention the sun sitting low in the sky. Although nothing stood out to the bot, he didn't think the view was that bad. Driving down the road in search of energon and becoming bored
out of his mind, he decided to call his partner, Arcee. Arcee, like himself, was an Autobot. The two of them arrived on this rock together and Cliffjumper hoped they could leave this rock together and head back to their home planet. He was in the
middle of telling his story.
"So there I am on the lookout when out of nowhere these high beams light up my rear-view and then it hits me," Cliffjumper said, "I'm illegally parked.
Arcee: Another parking ticket?
"Better," Cliffjumper said through the com-link, "The boot."
Arcee: Big metal tire clamp, impossible to remove.
"Bingo, so the local police do their thing, and I let them get all the way around the block. That's when I kick off my new shiny shoe and bang!"
Arcee: New York's finest soil themselves.
Cliffjumper laughed, "You know me Arcee. Mess with Cliffjumper-"
Arcee: And you get the horns.
Arcee loved Cliffjumper like a brother, over the past few years they had been partners, she had grown close to him. It was why she was starting to worrying about his misadventures with the humans. He was drawing too much attention, but she was confident
he knew what he was doing.
Arcee: Not sure how that complies with Autobot rule number one, keeping a low profile.
"What can I say," Cliffjumper said, "Patrolling for energon out here in Dullsville gets lonesome. Almost makes me miss the decepticons."
Arcee: Like Jasper, Nevada's a party? We're alone wherever we travel on this rock Cliff.
Just then, Cliffjumper's beacon went off. He was close to energon.
"I'm getting a signal," he said.
Arcee: Need backup?
"Do I ever need backup," Cliffjumper asked playfully and sped away to the source of the signal.
Once he arrived, he found a ditch filled with energon. It would be enough to last a few months which was a win situation for the Autobots. Even if it was a smaller amount, it was definitely needed for their cause. However the Decepticon war ship pulled
up overhead, ready to send a team to collect the energon. Cliffjumper felt confident he could handle a few cons, but when ten of them came down and attacked, he knew he was going to need some help.
The battle ended quickly, the Vehicons blew up the small mine, but it was a small price to pay. One they didn't mind paying because they could bring an Autobot prisoner aboard their ship. The Vehicons brought Cliffjumper aboard the Nemesis to their "leader"
Starscream. It was in the main hall of the ship, where everything was being controlled from steering to weapons.
Max had just arrived to the large room when she saw them bring the red Titan to Starscream. She recognized him as the Autobot called Cliffjumper. When she had been doing her research on all the Decepticons aboard the Nemesis, she stumbled upon information
regarding the Autobots. Surprisingly, the database had a lot of information on the Autobots. Cliffjumper looked terrible, like he just came out of an explosion.
The red Titan groaned and despite how far away he was from Max, she can still hear what he says. The only perks of being on this ship were the parts she found and inventions she created. On a side note she hoped to become an inventor.
"Scream, it's been awhile," Cliffjumper breathed out then coughed weakly, "So, where's your master?"
The sleek silver Decepticon called Starscream hated it when Megatron is mentioned in his presence because he knows Megatron is a better leader than he will ever be. Starscream doesn't even like Megatron, Megatron doesn't like him much either. Truth be
told, Max never understood why Starscream was his second in command when Soundwave seemed like the better choice. He was smart and loyal to Megatron whereas Starscream was not.
Starscream growled at the red Titan, "Never mind him, I am my own master."
Without any warning, Starscream drove his hand into the red Titan's chest. Max pressed a hand over her mouth to keep from screaming in surprise. She had seen the Decepticons battle and die, but never in this way. Never when they were on their knees before
the enemy.
"Anymore questions," Starscream growled before slowly pulling out his hand from the red Titan's chest.
Cliffjumper fell to the ground, dead. Max bit down on her lip, anger pulsing through her veins. The two Vehicon who brought him in, drag the dead Autobot away. Once they are gone, Max's previous plans of leaving are put on hold. Now she has the urge to
defend the dead Autobot and shout at the head con.
"Why did you do that," Max shouted, "He could have been useful!"
Starscream released an aggravated sigh. It is needless to say the two of them have never gotten along.
"What are you doing here," he questioned Max, turning around to look at her.
Max ignored his questioned, "Who cares. You shouldn't have killed him. He was an Autobot right, your enemy?"
Starscream replied with a look of satisfaction on his face, "All the more reason to annihilate him."
"You could have used him," Max spit back, "You could have gotten information from him. You've been dying to learn where your enemies have been hiding and now you killed the closest thing to an insider you'll ever have."
Starscream hesitated, although he didn't like the human girl she always made good points to him or anyone on this ship. It was the reason Megatron kept her around, because she was so smart and good with alien technology. Of course he had his other Decepticons
working for him, but the girl was different. He needed her for a bigger purpose, one he refused to share with anyone other than Soundwave.
Starscream shook his head and told the girl, "We can find the others and take them out. If we do that then we won't need to know their location."
Max hated Starscream with a passion, he was selfish, arrogant and a horrible mech. Max sighed, she left the main room feeling more angry and annoyed than she did before going in there. Soundwave was waiting for her at the end of the long hallway. Since
the Decepticons didn't need to breathe air, they could go in and out of the earth's atmosphere as often as they liked. However Max couldn't because she needed oxygen.
Soundwave made sure she was never on the ship while they made their up into space. Seeing as her escape plan had already gone awry, she didn't put up a fight or do anything, but walk through the ground bridge Soundwave had opened. These were some of the
few times Max could leave the ship, when the ship was headed into space.
It wasn't often and it wasn't enough.
It had been a trying day for the Autobots, the loss of Cliffjumper and the arrival of two humans on their radar. Bumblebee and Arcee had returned with news of two human boys who were caught in the crossfire of a Decepticon fight. Tomorrow, Bumblebee and
Arcee would go to the boys and bring them back to the base and talk to them about what they've seen. Anyone seen with the Autobots will be perceived as an ally which puts them in danger.
The last thing Optimus wanted was for any human casualties in this war. A sigh escaped the mech as he walked down the hall of the base. It was in a hidden bunker outside a town called Jasper. Shortly after their arrival, Optimus, Bumblebee and Ratchet
were given this base and a human liaison, Thomas. However that was many years ago. Before they could transfer to this new base, there had been accident and they had lost their liaison. A month after they moved to this new base, they were given a new
liaison by the name of Fowler.
He wasn't bad, but Optimus and Bumblebee missed Thomas. Ratchet wouldn't admit it, but he missed the human and his company as well. When Optimus entered the main area of the base, he spotted Ratchet by the computers typing.
"You are still awake old friend," Optimus said as he approached the medic.
Ratchet replied, his optics focused on the screen, "Yes, I had some last minute items to take care of before recharge. I see you are still awake as well, something on your mind?"
Optimus sighed, "The human children. There is no telling the danger that they will be in now that the Decepticons have seen them with us."
"That is true, but we cannot worry about every human that wanders by," Ratchet said slightly bitter.
With a ghost smile, Optimus replied, "Vida would be so disappointed."
Ratchet stopped his typing and looked at his friend with somber optics. Vida was a touchy topic for the Autobots, specifically Ratchet, Optimus and Bumblebee. Rarely did they talk about her, it usually hurt too much to speak of her. Ratchet looked at
his leader, understanding crossing his faceplate.
"That's what this is about then," Ratchet stated, "Optimus, we've been on this planet for a few solar cycles and have not found anything… I don't know if she is here."
"Alpha Trion said she would be here, therefore she is," Optimus replied confidently.
Ratchet shook his head, "Unless we missed her. Optimus I've scanned for her and found nothing- I think she really is gone."
Those words were sharper than any knife Optimus had faced in all his life. Right before the Autobots had come to earth, Alpha Trion told Optimus that he would find Vida here. Years had passed and they still had no idea where she was or if she was even
here.
"She isn't," Optimus insisted, "You know as well as I, that if she were truly gone we would know it."
Ratchet frowned, "Then where is she?"
Optimus looked away from his friend as he said in a shallow voice, "I do not know."