So, I've lately become re-obessed with Transformers. I'm going to start watching the cartoons, obviously starting with G1, because I can. I find it sad that I may have to rely on my five-year-old cousin for info...It's kind of depressing.
Anyway, so now that's all overwith. I'll try to keep my Author's Notes short. Unless, I ramble...or need to tell you a bunch of stuff.
This is my second TF fic, my first being Missing Danger. I hope you enjoy.
Singer: I own Transformers.
Bumblebee: -puts hands on hips and starts lubricating-
Optimus: Bumblebee, stop lubricating on the girl.
Bumblebee: -starts playing Hakuna Matata innocently-
Singer: -now covered in 'lubrication liquid'- I don't own Transformers and now need to shower.
The last thing Jade Beatrix Carter had expected to wake up to was a giant alien war.
The raven haired, large brested, purple eyed female had moved to Mission City to escape her abusive parents after she graduated.
Now situated in a small one room apartment on one of the busiest streets, she had a place to call home while she worked up enough money at the strip club for a new home.
But she had never in a million, trillion years expected to wake up to the view of fighting robots.
"What the hell is going on?! And why do I have to be such a heavy sleeper!?" Jade complained stomping to the window, and glaring out at the hulking masses of metal.
A shockwave tore through her apartment, blue energy washing over all electronics in the room before vanishing into her remote control car.
The sound of metal on metal reverberated through the small bedroom.
"Why do I have the feeling something bad is gonna happen?" She questioned, backing towards her bed.
"Because it probably will!" A small, slightly Japanese voice sounded to her left and Jade let out a small scream, batting the mechanical creature away from her.
"Ouch." The small device groaned, shaking it's small head and scuttling back up the bedside table. "I mean no harm. I here to protect you!"
"What...?" Jade combed her fingers through her bedhead.
"I was created by AllSpark. So was they." The small robot pointed to the evil looking once-remote-control car and the once television.
The car let out a hiss, stalking on clawed pedes towards her.
"You stay away." The tiny robot growled, pulling a gun from nowhere.
"Orders to..." The red-eyed black toy twitched several times. "Terminate...all organics."
"Not while my Spark still glows!" Several gunshots fired off, and the television snake-robot dropped a metal box on the red-eyed robot's head and let out a chuckle.
"What are you?" Jade pressed herself against her wall, clutching a pillow in fear.
"We autonomous robotic organisms known as Autobots." The tiny bot proclaimed. "We were created by the AllSpark."
"What is that?" She pointed to the banging from the box.
"He is a Decepticon. You can tell by red eyes."
"What are your names?"
"I am Nadir! This is-" The tiny Autobot quickly drew himself up on his six spindly legs.
"I am Viper." The snake hissed, bobbing it's head. "We've chosen to be your guardians."
"But I don't want a guardian." Jade said slowly, edging towards her closet.
"Too bad. Now you have seen us." Nadir shrugged. "You will be protected. It is vital."
"Why? Why do you have to protect me?" She felt along her closet for the handle and squeezed inside, searching blindly for clothing.
"You are special." Viper hissed, glass scales clattering as she moved. "It is to be done. My research shows you have no company. We do not require feeding, as both myself and Nadir are charged."
"The Decepticon-"
"He has a name." Viper spat.
"I do not care if he is Oprah fragging Winfry, he is a fraggin son of a rusty glitch." Nadir grumbled, returning to his alt mode, Jade's out of date flip phone.
"You are immature!" Viper huffed, Russian coloring her tone.
"Im going to pretend like none of this happened." Jade edged out of her room and bolted.
Jade really did not want to go into her room, but her bed was ten times more comfortable then her springy couch.
Her unusual purple eyes peered around the corner, and she tiptoed into the bedroom, lifting her phone up with a spatula and transferring it to the side table.
She crept under her covers as quietly as possible.
The box seemed to shuffled, making a whirring noise that soon shut off.
Jade fell into uneasy sleep.
'Mid-afternoon yesterday there was a large terrorist attack on Mission City, damaging a large area of residences. The large group of terrorists were taken out by a small army unit who were spending a recreational weekend after returning from Qatar. All seventy-nine thousand three hundred sixty eight citizens were evacuated to nearby Edinburg until repairs are done. Government funding will be given to each family until they can find jobs. More on this story at eleven.'
"Why did I get up this fucking early?" Jade snarled into her chipped coffee cup. "Oh, that's right. My resident robots want go looking for shit! And have to drag me along!"
Viper paused, pulling her thin tail from the wall socket and deactivated the hologram of the news announcement.
"I am sorry." She apologized. "Even I do not know why my partner wanted to search the streets this early in the morning."
"You heard the radio, and the broadcast though Viper. The area destroyed happens to be around this building. You have no way out, and no one will check to see what we're doing. It is perfect time to go." Nadir snorted, scuttling around on the kitchen counter.
"Fine let's get this over with." Jade sighed, placing the empty cup down and heading for the door.
A slight cough echoed behind her.
"Jade, your help would be appreciated." Nadir demanded.
"For a robot-"
"Autobot!" The male shrieked in protest.
"-you sure are bossy. It's a little strange to have two biochemical whatevers in my apartment."
"Three. Including the Decepticon."
"Can't you just like...kill it or something?" Jade asked, sending the metal box a glare.
"We could. But it is still possible for him to be converted." Viper glided over. "May I?"
Jade extended her arm, shivering at the foreign contact was Viper wrapped herself loosely around her charge's neck.
"I thought...you know, you'd be cold." The raven muttered, extending her hand to Nadir who sat on her shoulder. "And you're not very heavy either."
"We are still living beings, even if we made of metal." Nadir smiled, gripping her shirt as Jade headed out the door and down the stairs.
"This is pointless, Nadir. What are you looking for?"
"We have only been out five minutes, Jade. You see that intersection? We're going there."
Jade sighed, trudging forward with the Tinybot on her shoulder. Viper had vanished moments ago, proclaiming she was scouting ahead.
Jade suspected that the snake had left to get away from Nadir's orders.
Nadir tugged a piece of Jade's hair bringing her to a halt, he scuttled around to her other shoulder and a blue light shot out his equally blue eyes.
"What did you just do?"
"I have changed by alt form. You see that iPhone, in the middle."
"So, now I have an iPhone." Jade grumbled, scrabbling off the piece of rubble.
"Nadir," Viper appeared. "I have found something; an offlined Autobot and another Decepticon."
"Deceptiscum! Where!?" Nadir's voice reflected excitement.
"There." Viper pointed to a hunk of metal tied in chains.
"Let me go your fragging femme!" The green mech yelled. "Nobody ties up Soundsmash and gets away with it!"
"Silence you fool!" Viper drew a cannon on him. "I could have destroyed you by now."
The Decepticon continued ranting, and Viper led them to the offlined Autobot.
"I believe his name is Jazz." Viper slithered between the two halves of silver robot. "He was once the first lieutenant to Optimus Prime."
"Who?"
"Optimus Prime." Nadir replied for his partner as she delved into the still mechanical being. A hologram shot from the phone's head. "He is the leader of the Autobots."
"He's pretty small." Jade blinked at the red-and-blue flamed Autobot leader.
"He is thirty two feet tall. I merely shrank the hologram." Nadir sniffed, tiny feet pricking her shoulders.
"Oh. That would make more sense."
"For a human with no previous interaction with us," Viper's head appeared next to Jazz's shoulder. "You are taking this extremely well."
"Well, I've used to be a kind of quiet person." Jade shuffled over to the halves of robot. "I figured I'd go-with-the-flow on this one. Plus, once you get over the initial shock, tiny robots who can hold an intelligent conversation with me is kind of neat."
"I am very glad you think we are 'neat'." Nadir's voice dropped with sarcasm.
"Nadir, leave her be." Viper sighed, her voice coming from behind Jazz's head. "May I ask a question, Jade?"
"I guess." She put her hands in her pockets. "How much do you know about mechanics?"
"Um...I worked at a mechanic shop before I moved to America."
"Excellent. Come around here, if you please." Jade circle the dead robot. "As you can see, I've cut out some of his helm. According to my scans, Jazz was ripped in half from shoulder to..."
"Crotch?" The human supplied.
"Yes, I suppose. Which explains how his spark chamber, his heart, is still intact as well as his processing unit."
"So, he should be alive?" Nadir questioned, a slight frown in his tiny metal face. Viper nodded.
"You could save him." Jade realized.
"Yes, but he'd need a host body, until we can fix this one. I'm aware that you have a private storage space below your apartment. Would it be possible to put Jazz's body there, until it is fixed?"
"I guess. Where are you going to put him until then?"
"Viper," There was a tone of respect in Nadir's voice as he spoke thoughtfully. "When I exchanged my alt mode, I spotted a rather large set of speakers."
"Those will do. I'm no medic, but I know enough." The snake smiled the best she could. "Nadir and I will get them. Can you stay here and find a car we can put Jazz's body into, please?"
"At least you're polite." Jade sighed, trudging down the road to a nearby Honda.