The Life Of A Human
Summery:
Jazz wasn't supposed to die. Primus knew this. He knew Jazz's time wasn't supposed to be cut short, after all there was still people (well...Mechs) who needed him. Unfortunately his body wouldn't be able to support his spark, or life in general. It was in two for crying out loud! There was only one other alternative, other then permitting him into the Matrix. Become human...
Disclaimer:
I don't own Transformers. Though I so wish I did. That would be so cool!!
Primus: I hate to burst your bubble, but that will honestly never happen.
JG: Party Pooper. You just have to go and shatter a poor girls dream, don't you??
Primus: As a matter of fact, no I don't, but it's fun to do it to you.
JG: You're supposed to be a God for Havens sake!! A GOD!! Your supposed to create hopes and dreams, not shatter them!!
Primus: I know, but how else am I supposed to get my kicks??
JG: I hate you. Ya know that, right?
Primus: Of course. I'm a God after all.
JG: glares at Primus...Not that this isn't fun or anything, but like I said before, I don't own Transformers, just Blair and any other random characters that I decide to throw in. Happy Readings!! Jazz's Girl out.
Ch.1
Unusual Meetings
With the Autobots after the fight at Mission City
Several city blocks lay in ruins. Buildings, both big and small, battered and missing walls, parts of walls, and roofs surround the odd group humans and mechs. None of them left untouched from the battle not to long ago fought. Some more than others.
A lt. green mech and a black mech walk sadly over to a taller blue mech with flames on his lower arms.
"Oh Jazz" Optimus said taking Jazz's torn body from Ironhide, the black mech expression sad. "We have lost a great comrade, but gained new ones. Thank you. All of you. You honor us with your bravery."
"Permission to speak, sir" Bumblebee said startling every one.
"Permission granted old friend." Optimus said with a small chuckle, happy to see his youngest soldier and friend talking again.
"You talk now?" Sam said, a look of bewilderment on his face.
"I wish to stay with the boy." Bumblebee said, glancing from Optimus to Sam and back again.
"If that is his choice." Optimus said, confident that the human boy who had just saved his life would not decline Bumblebee's wish.
"Y-y-yes." Sam stuttered, overjoyed that Bumblebee wanted to stay with him.
"I guess that this means that you will be looking for a base nearby?" Lennox questioned, finally getting sick of remaining quiet.
"Yes, I believe so." Optimus said, smiling at the soldier.
Meanwhile on a high way not that far away from Mission City.
A black and red Ford Shelby Mustang speed down the lonely highway. Its driver blissfully listening to the music blasted from the cars speakers.
"When you find me in the morning, hanging on a warning... oohhhhhh! The joke is on you!"The radio sang out, while the driver just tapped her fingers to the beat of the music, mouthing the words expertly.
She shock her head, getting her reluctant bangs to say somewhat out of her visual range. Turning the music up she be gain to sing along.
"To make sure yesterday doesn't repeat, I took the the short cut home. I left on the street. I know...that they won't find me here. I found out how to make my mama proud; be real quiet don't to loud. I try. I try to disappear. Well my life is for the taking! !Breakdown is awaiting me! I'm ending all this pain when you find me in the morning, hanging on a warning... oohhhhhh! The joke is on you! This is my last day shoulda been my first ki..."
Her song was cut short and forgotten as she swerved around a lifeless form.
"WHAT THE HECK!!" And with that the car came to a screeching halt, not that far from the body.
Getting out of of the car, the driver slowly mad her way to the lifeless form of a person. The open door forgotten. Walking up to it she gasped. He was still breathing!! Slowly she turned him over to get a better look at his face.
His messy black hair, that went down to his shoulders, clung to his face as it started to rain. His clothes seemed to consist of a pair of dark blue jeans and a lt. gray muscle-shirt, and a darker gray button-up shirt, which was getting darker by the minute due to the down pour.
"You poor thing! I'm getting you outta here." The girl said pulling one of the unconscious man's arms around her neck. "Man! You're heavy!!"
Though the going was slow and slippery, the 17 yr. old girl made her way way to the back passenger side. Opening the door, she tenderly placed him in the passenger seat. She made her way around to her side, only after he was strapped in and his door closed. Closing her own door, she turned the radio back up to an audible level.
"The old has gone, the new come and I am a new creation. The old has gone, the new come and I am a new creation!! Alive. I am alive. It's no longer I who live, but Christ in me. I am free. Free to be who be what ever God made me to be. I can be ever thing that God intended me to be. I am free. Bought by holy blood, I have been set free now. The old has gone, the new come and I am a new creation. The old has gone, the new come and I am a new creation!!"
JG: Well here it is chapter 1. Hope ya liked it. Please review!!
Primus: Like they will.
JG: Ya never know.
Primus: Sure I do.
JG: Ya know that's getting real old, real fast.
Primus: As a matter of fact, yes I do. smirks
JG: AHHHHHHHH!! You're impossible!! IMPOSSIBLE!! Got It!! storms to bedroom and slams the door
Primus: Wonder what is wrong with her... walks to living room and sits on the couch, turns on T.V.
JG: opens door, and walks out, acting like she forgot something Oh and I don't own any of the music that I used. Which, by the way, was The Joke by Lifehouse and New Creation by Tree63. I would also like to thank my awesomely cool Beta Reader FoCuSyOuRmInD for reviewing my story. Thanks again!!
Primus: shakes head
JG: Grrrrrrrr... turns around and walks back into room, once again slamming the door
Primus: turns back to the T.V. with a sigh Femmes. sighs again, then tuns full attention back to T.V. Program