"Hey, Reg!" Doug called.
The brown-haired, sharp featured Chief Medical Officer looked up from the files he was looking over to see a similar looking 16 year old with softer features coming his way.
Reggie let a small smile cross his lips as he put the file back in the cabinet, but continued to lean against the counter in the infirmary.
Thank God it's not one of the fricking twins, he thought.
They exchanged a quick handshake before the younger man began to speak again.
"Hey, have you seen Leila anywhere? I can't find her and I think she was on the verge of an insane moment the last time I saw her."
"When was that?" Reggie asked.
"Thirty minutes ago."
"Hmm. Well, you know her. When she disappears like that-"Reggie was interrupted when they heard a loud "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
They both snorted with laughter as they heard their 16 year old leader, Leila Bellator, come bounding down the hall outside of the infirmary, yelling like a maniac.
"Ya gotta love that ADHD." Doug commented through his low laughter.
"Actually, it's the buildup of the energy running through her from her position as leader. She has access to all that power, but considering she can't control or use every bit of it yet, this is how it releases itself." Reggie corrected.
"The ADHD aids it though, right?" Doug asked.
"A little I guess." Reggie responded.
Then she stopped right in front of the open door. There was no denying that that was their leader; the white hair, eyes, and usually light brown, now glowing white, tattoos on her arms gave it away. She had a dragon tattoo crawling down her right arm with its head on her palm and what looked like vines and leaves on her left. She was wearing a light athletic outfit and holding a can of whipped cream of all things in her hand.
"Wha' sup, people!" she yelled. She shook the can, bent backwards, and sprayed the sugary topping straight into her mouth.
Reggie, arms crossed, bowed and shook his head, shoulders shaking with laughter. Doug did the same, murmuring, "Dear Lord, help us now."
"The hell you laughing at?" she asked, giggling to herself.
She sprayed some more whipped cream into her mouth then yelled, "Kick it!"
Suddenly, the song "In the Ayer" by Flo Rida was heard throughout the entire kingdom.
"Oh hot damn,
This is my jam.
Keep me partying to the a.m.
Y'all don't understand,
Make me throw my hands
In the Ayer, ay, Ayer,
Ayer, ay, Ayer." she sang.
Then she started dancing down the hallway, yelling, "Yo, Taj! Sing for me, baby!"
The boys continued to laugh, while Reggie dropped his voice and said, "All that power, all that respect, being turned into craziness at the hands of the one who's to lead a great army. Well, you know what they say; looks can be deceiving."
"Like how you make it look like you're only thirty?" Leila retorted from down the hall.
Doug laughed louder and harder this time, while Reggie looked up, wide-eyed, then narrowed them and ran down the hall after her.
"Take that back you son of a bitch!" he screamed.
"You'll have to catch me first, Chee Chee!" she called back.
"Ohhhh!" Doug said to himself, covering his mouth. He hated being called Chee Chee. No one knows how or why she calls him Chee Chee, but everyone finds it hilarious, especially at how pissed he gets when called that.
Five minutes later, still laughing, Doug suddenly heard his name called.
"Doug! Get your ass down to the training field! We got a lot of work to do!" Leila called in a commanding tone.
Well, it was fun while it lasted, Doug thought. But hopefully I won't get my ass kicked as bad as it did last time.
"Ma'am, yes, ma'am!" Doug called back, making his way out to the training field for another lesson in martial arts.
"There hasn't been a Decepticon sighting in weeks. What do you think they're planning?" Ironhide queried.
"Right now, they're probably still recuperating from the battle in Egypt and trying to find more Decepticons to help them." the red and blue mech, Optimus Prime, answered.
He looked at his black weapons specialist as he gave a snort and shook his head.
"I just wanna get rid of 'em already." he responded, powering up a cannon on his right arm.
"You trigger happy slagger better hold still. You'll just make this longer than it needs to be." the irritated, neon yellow CMO growled as he was doing his routine maintenance check on the war-hardened veteran.
"Was that supposed to be a threat, Hatchet?" Ironhide retorted, and then was quickly slapped upside the head.
"For the last time, it's RATCHET!" Ratchet scolded.
"I know." Ironhide smirked, receiving a low growl from the frustrated Autobot.
Optimus let out a soft chuckle as did Sideswipe next to him.
"Hey, Ratchet?" The voice was metallic and feminine, with a tired, I'm-not-in-the-mood tone.
Everyone looked up to see a pink motorcycle in her bi-pedal mode come rolling in with a smaller, green mech in her arms.
"Oh c'mon, Arcee. It's just a-", he paused as he was looking for the right word, "a flesh wound? Yeah. A flesh wound."
Arcee rolled her optics, a gesture she adopted from the humans to show annoyance and simply stated, "You don't have flesh."
Ratchet put a hand to his face and covered his optics while shaking his head, another human gesture of annoyance.
"Yeah, c'mon Arcee. He was just trying to practice those ninja moves. What did the humans call it again?" the red Chevy, Mudflap, who was following close behind Arcee and his twin Skids, paused for a few seconds, searching the Internet for the word he was looking for.
"Oh yeah. Kung Fu! Hiya!" He attempted a spinning kick, but lost his balance and landed on his aft.
Sideswipe, Skids, and Major Lennox as well as Sgt. Epps who both walked in just as he attempted the kick, burst out laughing while everyone else, except Ratchet, laughed a little softer.
Arcee stopped in front of Ratchet, holding Skids up to him while he ran a scan.
"You have a minor stress fracture in your knee. What the frag were you trying to practice on?" Ratchet questioned, obviously very irritated.
"Just about took out one of the new recruits." Lennox answered. "He ducked just in time for Skids to hit the wall pretty hard."
"Almost looked like his knee bent back a little." Epps piped in.
Optimus narrowed his optics at the little green annoyance; almost daring him to explain what would possess him to harm a human.
"Hey, tha' lil' bitch was askin' for it. Called me an' Mudflap here 'dumbass screw-ups just waitin' to fuck everything up'." Skids quickly defended.
Ratchet let out the human equivalent of a sigh and turned to Ironhide. "You're done." he told him and waved him off.
Ironhide gladly got off the metal berth and walked out of the hangar with Sideswipe, Lennox, and Epps in tow while Arcee placed the little Autobot on the newly abandoned berth.
She looked over at the other two berths in the room where the motionless bodies of Chromia and Elita-One lay.
"They're going to be okay, right Ratchet?" she asked.
"They should be. In about an Earth week we will know." he responded, not looking up from his work on Skids with Mudflap waiting almost directly below.
Optimus put a hand on Arcee's shoulder to comfort her.
"They will be." he reassured in his deep voice.
She nodded her head with a smile and rolled out after Ironhide and Sideswipe.
Optimus took one last look at Ratchet and the twins before walking out himself.
He stood right outside of the hangar. To his right, he saw his teammates go into the other hangar. He smiled and looked at the western sky to his front, painted beautiful shades of red, orange, yellow, and pink as the sun set over the horizon.
Earth never ceases to amaze me, he thought.
Suddenly, an odd noise to his left caught his attention. He turned and looked at the source. On top of the stack of crates that reached his neck, there was a white bird he had never seen before. He accessed the Internet and got a description on what it was.
Snowy Owl
Bubo Scandiacus
Diurnal white Owl with variable black markings
Mainly found in the Arctic but are highly nomadic
The official bird of Quebec
Odd that it should be all the way down here, Optimus thought to himself.
It made that odd noise again and watched Optimus intently while he did the same, afraid that if he approaches it, it'll fly off in fear.
This continued for a few more seconds before the owl's eyes turned from yellow to white.
Optimus was taken aback at this sudden color change and moved to get closer to it.
"Help is found in the most unexpected people." said a feminine, whispering yet echoing voice.
Optimus stopped cold. It seemed to emanate from the bird, but how could that be? he thought.
"Friends are found in unexpected places." the voice said again.
Optimus' sensors told him it did come from the bird. He was genuinely surprised and waited for the bird to speak again.
"In every human being, there is the heart of a warrior. My heart. Even if it doesn't seem so." came the expected speech.
It hooted again then flew off in the direction of the setting sun. Optimus watched it go, going over what just happened in his processor, confused.
He would have to ask Major Lennox about it another time. Right now, his processor told him it was time to recharge. He slowly made his way to the hangar designated for them, watching the sky as it went completely dark, still thinking over what it said.
As he entered the hangar, he took one last look out and said to himself, "True, wise owl. But whose heart is the warrior's?"
So yeah. Thanks for reading my story!^_^ Reviews would be very much appreciated so I can know if I did well & know where I can improve (considering I'm an amateur).
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