"Fate rarely calls upon us at the moment of our choosing..."
Music blaring loudly, Mikaela pulled into the shop in the yellow 2009 Chevy camaro. She stepped out of the car, pursing swinging from her arm, "I'll be right back Bumblebee," she said to the car, and the car flicked its light to say it understood.
Mikaela turned on the lights, and looked around. It had to be here somewhere. She frowned, and walked over to the desk where the computer sat. She began rummaging through the papers, looking for her cellphone. How stupid of her to forget it! Especially since Sam was coming home from college today for the summer, and he could call her at anytime. She walked over to where the tools were, and began looking through them. She smiled once she found her phone, and picked it up. There was a missed text message, and it was from Sam. She opened it, and rolled her eyes. He didn't need to be all sappy with her.
Mikaela's fingers quickly flew over the keys, writing him back while she walked over to the light switched. She switched off the lights, phone still in her hand, and went outside where she expected the yellow camaro to be. She looked up, and saw nothing. Mikaela frowned. Bumblebee was not one for running off. She placed the phone in her purse, and placed her hands to her mouth to shout.
"Bumblebee!"
She lowered them, looking around, and saw nothing. Mikaela rolled her eyes, and began to walk. Stupid car. She pulled her coat around her, the brisk wind cutting through her skin. She stopped when she heard a car behind her and turned around. It was the yellow camaro. She crossed her arms, "Where were you?" Bumblebee didn't answer, just opening his door for her. She reluctantly got in, and the door closed. The car began going really fast, "Bumblebee, what's going on?" Mikaela asked. She didn't have a good feeling about this.
And she was right.
Mikaela looked up, and screamed. A large alien jet flew at the car, then transforming, it grabbed Bumblebee. She looked down, and saw how far they were from the ground. Mikaela pulled out her phone, and began dialing Sam's number, but the car jolted and the phone fell out the window. The jet threw the car down, and it landed upside down. The door opened, and flung Mikaela from it, then transformed into Sam's guardian robot, Bumblebee. The jet landed on the ground, and Mikaela's eyes went wide.
Megatron.
She stood up, and Bumblebee stepped in front of her. Megatron laughed, "You protect the human girl?" he asked, walking towards them. Bumblebee talked the only way he could, which was with his radio.
"Can't touch this!" came out of the radio. Mikaela covered her mouth to stop from laughing. Megatron didn't find this amusing.
"Are you mocking me?"
"Depends," Bumblebee said with his radio. Megatron grabbed the robot, and threw him across the road, into a building. Mikaela screamed, and ran, Megatron on her tail. Bumblebee stood up, and changed back into the car, racing after them.
Mikaela took off her shoes, and began running, the concrete cold against her bare feet. She had chosen a bad day to wear heels, "Come here girl!" Megatron shouted, and soon another jet, a F-22, appeared over head, swooping down and missing Mikaela. She jumped and rolled, then got up again. Bumblebee came out from an alley, and transformed, Mikaela running behind him and to a dumpster. Bumblebee's combat mask came down, and he prepared himself for battle.
"Bring...it...on!" he said using three different stations.
Mikaela watched from behind the dumpster as Megatron and Bee fought, throwing punches and using their weapons. She ducked when hunks of cement was thrown above her head. She got up, and watched as Bumblebee picked up Megatron and threw him into a warehouse. He wiped his hands together, cleaning them and began walking towards Mikaela. She smiled, and came out from behind the dumpster, "Good jo..."
"Lookout!" the radio said and Mikaela turned around, only to be picked up by Starscream. Bumblebee began firing his gun, but was tackled to the ground by Megatron. Starscream landed on the ground, holding Mikaela in his hand. Megatron stood up, and turned to Starscream.
"Excellent job Starscream," he said, and turned to the Autobot, "Pathetic," he walked over to him, and kicked him in the side. Bumblebee sat up. Mikaela was struggling to get free, hitting the metal.
"Let me go!" she demanded, hitting him. Starscream looked down, and struck her, causing her to fall unconscious. Bumblebee transformed back into the camaro, and drove off. Megatron turned around.
"He's going to inform the boy!" Starscream said.
"You take her, and I'll get him," Megatron said, and transformed back into the jet, and flew after the camaro while Starscream flew off into the sky.
Sam sat in the taxi, staring out the window, tapping his fingers on the door. He heard his phone go off, and took it out of his bag. It was Mikaela calling him. Sam took the phone out and pressed the talk button, "Hello?" There was nothing but silence, then, a loud crash, and the voice that haunted him in his dreams. Megatron, then Bumblebee's voice, taunting him, then a loud bang as he heard the two robots begin to fight. He heard the sound of a jet swooping down, and then nothing. Sam dropped his phone, "Stop the car!"
The taxi came to a halt, and Sam jumped out, grabbing his bags and running to the shop, "Mikaela!" he shouted, throwing his bags down and going through everything, "Mikaela!" he yelled again, and turned around. He ran outside, cupping his mouth and yelled, "Mikaela!"
The yellow camaro drove up the street, and skidded to a stop. Sam ran over to his car, "Bee, where Mikaela?"
"She...kidnaped!" the car said, and the door flew open. Sam grabbed his bags, threw them in the back, and got in. The door slammed shut, and the car began speeding quickly down the road.
"We have to get to Optimus, and tell him," Sam said, running his hand through his hair. Bee honked his horn in approval and sped up. Sam heard his phone go off again, and answered it, "Hello?"
"Sam? Where are you? We've been waiting for hours!" It was his mother, and of course she had to call.
"Mom, something really important came u..."
"I don't care! You're supposed to be home now, and why isn't Mikaela here yet? Didn't she have your car?"
"Mom, I'm in my car, and that's the import..."
"Why are you in your car? I though Mikaela had it."
"Mom! Just listen! She's been kidnaped."
"Kidnaped?! Should I call the police?" she sounded very worried now. His mother loved Mikaela so much.
"Yes mom. Call the police! Tell them that she's been taken by a robot!" Sam was pissed off right now. This was not how he wanted to start his summer vacation. His mother was silent on the other end, and he heard his father's voice.
"What? Are you saying that those crazy Deceptawhatevers took my son's girlfriend?! Is there anyone we can call? Ask him Judy!"
"Sam, is there anyone besides the police we can call?" Sam stopped to think, staring at the dashboard in the car. Bumblebee slowed down, waiting as well. Names rushed through his mind.
"Simmons," Sam said, and Bumblebee sped up, "Get Agent Simmons, and tell him to call me," Sam hung up, and gripped the steering wheel, "We have to find her Bee. We just have to."
"We will give up anything!" Sam chuckled, then became serious again.
"What could they want?" Sam asked out loud, and Bumblebee took a sharp right turn, and sped up again.
They were driving down a dirt road, rocks and pebbles flying everywhere. Sam ran all the possible ideas through his head why Megatron who take Mikaela. She knows everything, but that can't be it. The All-Spark is gone, so what more do they want?
"We have arrived at our destination," a flight attendant's voice said from the radio, and came to a halt. Sam opened the door, and ran out, Bumblebee transforming behind him. Sam ran to the abandoned warehouse, and pushed open the door. He stopped to catch his breath, then cupped his hands to his mouth.
"Optimus!"
A blue and red flame decorated Peterbilt truck honked its horn, and soon began transforming, along with a GMC Topkick, a Search and Rescue Hummer H2, a blue Suzuki B-King 2008, a red Chevy Trax, a green Chevy Beat and a silver Chevy Corvet Stingray. Before him stood the Autobots, led by Optimus Prime. Optimus bent down.
"What is it Sam?"
"It's Mikaela," Immediately the Auotobots became concerned, especially Arcee. She and Mikaela had formed a bond, since Arcee was the only female Autobot, "She's been kidnaped!"
"By who?" The GMC demanded, his hands turning into guns, "I'll tear them apart!"
"Easy Ironhide," The Hummer said, placing his hand on the bigger robot's shoulder. Ironhide retracted his gun, but Sam could see he was still tense.
"I don't really know the details because I just got home, but Bumblebee was there so he could tell you what happened," Sam turned to his guardian, who hung his head with shame, "Bee, come on. Bee," The robot held up his hand and turned away.
"Bumblebee," Optimus said quietly. The young robot turned to face him, his optics sad, "We must know what happened in order to save Mikaela. Her life depends on it."
"I failed all of you," Bumblebee said quietly, using his real voice and not the radio. Sam walked over to his guardian, "I failed you Optimus. I was supposed to keep them safe, but I didn't," He sat down, his head still low. The others glanced at each other. Arcee rolled over to him.
"No, you didn't Bee. You tried your best," the female said calmly.
"My best wasn't good enough," Bee answered back, turning away from them, "I'm useless."
"No Bumblebee, you're not useless," the Hummer said, walking over to his friend.
"Admit it Ratchet," Bumblebee said, water forming in his optics, "I can't do anything right," Sam walked over to him, and looked him in his optics.
"You protected me." Bumblebee sighed, "Bee, if I could choose my guardian, I would choose you, because you're my friend. You were there with me when we were in Egypt, and you protected my family for me. That means a lot to me. So what you made a mistake. We all make them Bee, and sometimes we just have to let them go, and try and fix them. We learn from our mistakes Bee so we don't make the same ones again."
"What the boy says is true Bumblebee," Optimus said, walking towards them, "We all make mistakes," His gaze saddened, "Myself included." Bumblebee looked up, and all the Autobots nodded, "We must learn to accept that none of us is perfect."
"I don't know 'bout you, but I know dat I'm perfect," the red Chevy said with a smile. The green Chevy smacked him on the head.
"You ain't perfect Mudflap!"
"And you is Skids?" The twins began throwing punches, and Ironhide grabbed them, pulling them apart.
"You two are really starting to get on my nerves," he grumbled, then threw them a few feet away.
"Now that's just plain rude," Sam chuckled a little bit, then turned back to Optimus.
"What are we going to do about Mikaela?"
"We will contact Major Lennox and his team, and inform them of the situation. You should contact your friend Simmons, and let him know. We will regroup tomorrow, and discuss this unpleasant event," Sam nodded, and Bumblebee transformed back into the camaro. Sam got in, and drove out of the warehouse.
"Optimus, I have a bad feeling about this," Ratchet said, "There is nothing left of the All-Spark or the Matrix. What more could they want?"
"I do not know Ratchet, but we must find out."
"No, no no no!" Sam said, pulling into the driveway. Cop cars lined the street by his house, and the driveway as well, "I told them not to!" he grumbled, grabbing his bags and walking out of the car, "Bee, stay there and wait until they leave to go in the garage," The car had been silent on the way home, his radio off. Sam walked towards his house when his mother ran out to meet him.
"Sam, I'm so.."
"What part of 'Get Agent Simmons, and tell him to call me' did you not understand?" he hissed, dropping the bags on the ground.
"You want me to tell them?"
"No! That was the whole point! We can't get the police involved with this because they'll think I'm crazy!" Sam threw his hands up, "First Mikaela gets kidnaped, then Bee stops talking to me because he thinks it's all his fault, now the police are here. Great mom, just great! As if this day couldn't get any worse!"
"Do...do you want me to talk to Bumblebee?" his mom asked. Sam dropped his hands.
"That might no..."
"Judy! The police are stepping on my grass!" His father yelled from the backyard. Judy rolled her eyes. She and Sam made their way inside the house, leaving the camaro in the driveway. The radio came to life.
"I gotta fix it!" The car revved to life, and slowly backed out of the driveway. Bumblebee knew that the others would be out of the warehouse now, and so he drove his way towards it.
Inside, Sam crossed his arms, "I told you, she called my phone, I heard fighting, then a car driving away, then everything went silent," the police officer wrote this down on his notepad.
"Thank you for your cooperation. We will put out a missing persons for her, thanks to the photo her father gave us," They left the house, the cars backing away and their sound fading in the distant.
"I never liked police cars," Sam muttered, plopping himself down on the couch. He had encountered a Decepticon disguised as a police car, and the experience wasn't pleasant. His father, Ron, sat down next to him.
"All of this trouble and we can't even tell the police what really happened! Don't you ever think Judy?" he said, turned to his wife. Judy crossed her arms, pursed her lips, and went into the kitchen. Sam got up, and walked into the kitchen.
"Mom, I know you were trying to help."
"Explain that to your father," she said. Sam smiled.
"I will," he hugged her, then pulled back, "You still going to talk to Bee?"
"Right. I completely forgot. Be right back. He's in the garage right?" Sam nodded, and turned back to the living room. He needed to have a talk with his dad.
Bumblebee slowed down, and transformed. He slowly made his way towards the warehouse, not wanting to alert anyone that he was here. He looked around the area, then opened the door. He walked inside, taking in the surrounding, and made his way over to where Optimus kept maps that the humans gave him. He picked one up, then tossed it on the ground. He began throwing them on the floor, frustrated because he couldn't find the one he was looking for.
"Bumblebee?" The robot turned around, and saw Arcee. She was the only one left of her twins, "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be with Sam!"
"What are you doing here?" the radio asked. Arcee narrowed her blue optics.
"Why are you going through the..." she stopped, and her optics got wide, "Bee, you can't! It's too dangerous!"
"Save the girl, save the day."
"I won't let you!" the female robot rolled in front of him, "I won't let you get those maps! Optimus would be furious!"
"Sometimes goodbye is a second chance," the song echoed in the room. Arcee sighed, and turned away.
"You're really going to do this?" Bumblebee made a static sound as his response, "I'll bring you the maps," With that, the Autobot rolled out of the room. A few second later, she returned with maps in her arms, and placed them on the table. Arcee pulled out the largest of them all, showing them space, "You know how to get there right?" Bumblebee nodded, "And back?" He nodded again, "Bee, what..." Arcee stopped, turning away. She couldn't face him, "What do I tell them if you don't come back?" Bumblebee fell silent, "What do you want me to tell them now?" She turned back to him, her optics sad. Bumblebee felt her pain, and almost changed his mind, but the look on Sam's face when he found out about Mikaela hurt him more.
"Tell them," his voice crackling, "I wanted to be alone for a while," He looked down at the map, and memorized the directions, then pushed it towards Arcee. The female robot picked them up, and brought them back to Optimus' private resting place.
"If he finds out, he will not be happy," Arcee reminded Bumblebee, crossing her arms. She had developed this habit from the humans she was around. Bumblebee nodded, and turned to leave, "Bee," Arcee said. The robot turned around, "Come back," He nodded, transformed into the camaro, and sped off. Arcee shook her head, and turned around. She stopped dead in her tracks.
Ironhide came out of the shadows, with what looked like a frown across his face. His arms were crossed as well, "Ironhide. I..I thought you went with the others."
"Optimus wanted me to stay and wait for Lennox to show up, and I'm glad I did," He walked over to the female Autobot, "What is on those maps?" Arcee backed up.
"Nothing."
"Why did Bumblebee want them?"
"No reason Ironhide! God, leave him alone Ironhide!" the Autobot snapped, and sped off towards where the maps were. Ironhide frowned, transformed, and followed the tire tracks in the dirt made by Bumblebee.
Bumblebee came to a halt by the dock, and transformed. No humans were around, so he made his way towards the edge of the dock. He was glad that Arcee had caught him and not Ironhide. The older Autobot would have had his head, and would have told Optimus. He shuddered at the thought of Optimus enraged. It wasn't a pretty sight.
He had to do this. Not only for Sam, but also for himself. He needed to prove to himself that he could fix his mistake, and this seemed the only way he could prove to himself-and the others-that he was useful. If Bumblebee was right about where Mikaela was, he had to leave now and would hopefully be back in five days. He stopped once he was at the edge, and looked up at the sky. There was no turning back now.
"Bumblebee!" came a deep voice. The younger Autobot turned around, and saw Ironhide come to a halt at the edge of the dock. He transformed, and began walking towards him, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he demanded, crossing his arms. Bumblebee looked down at the dock, not wanting to face the older robot, "Bumblebee, answer me or I'll call Optimus."
"I..I'm going back to Cybertron," Bee answered, using his voice and not the radio. Ironhide's eyes went wide.
"What? You can't! We left that place for a reason Bumblebee and there's no reason to go back there," Ironhide was tensed. Bumblebee looked up to space.
"What if I told you," he paused, feeling Ironhide's optics on his back, "that Mikaela is there," Ironhide's optics went wide with shock.
"But..how?" Bumblebee didn't answer, just staring at the sky, "Megatron and Starscream still inhabit that god awful place?"
"Probably," Bumblebee turned to him, "I'..I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell Optimus," Ironhide was silent.
"If you go, and come back without Mikaela, don't even bother showing your face to us," Ironhide snapped, and turned away from him. Bumblebee said nothing, and shot off into the sky. Ironhide's expression saddened. He turned back to the sky, and watched the small dot that was Bumblebee get smaller and smaller until he disappeared.
He never meant what he said.
In every loss, in every lie, in every truth that you'd deny
And each regret and each goodbye was a mistake too great to hide
And your voice was all I heard that I get what I deserve
So give me reason to prove me wrong, to wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes
Give me reason to fill this whole, connect the space between
Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies across this new divide
Across this new divide, across this new divide
I hope you enjoy my first Transformers fic. The song is the last part of "New Divide" by Linkin Park, used in Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. Enjoy!