AN: This is my second Fanfic...I'm not exactly sure where it will go...but I guess It will just morph into an interesting Story just like Soul Stealer...which by the way you should read cause it's a good story.
If you want to know the Background History of The main Character Dragonfly, then look up 1.5 million years ago. It informs you of everything that happens and even fills you in a bit on this story.
So..i will start the fun now but with one thing to say beforehand
I do not own Transformers or any of it's Characters. Hasbro does...But..I dost own Dragonfly.
The stare down was over and a fight broke out between two medium sized alien robots right before Sam and Mikaela's eyes. They were near the Tranquility Bay lake and currently, the two transformed Camero were combating against each other, till the very end. One was named Bumblebee. He was yellow and had black stripes on his transformed hood, a scout for the Autobots. The other was Dragonfly. A menacing Decepticon bad ass that looked exactly like Bumblebee, but instead was blue and his decal turned into red hot flames.
The thrashing of both machines caused the Earth around the lake to shake violently. Though it was the dead of night, someone was bound to notice and soon call police, which was the last thing that Sam and Mikaela needed to worry about. Currently the two small humans crouched away from the water's edge, ready to spring up at moment's notice if the two brothers had moved their battle closer towards the shallows of the water. The poor humans didn't know who would win, for with every punch or kick, there was a combination or attack that counter acted the others, almost as if these two could read each other's minds. Then the stalemate turned for the worst, in the eyes of Sam Witwicky.
The dark blue alien had caught one of Bumblebee's kicks, and being as merciless as he was, twisted the leg until most of the circuits and frame, that kept the leg attached to the hip, severed. The yellow and black robot crashed to the ground and tried to cry out in agony, but was quickly grabbed by it's face and lifted up high above the water level. Dragonfly effortlessly tossed Bumblebee, but not before tearing his claws into the plates and joints that made up the brother's cheeks. The battle seemed over, but while airborne, Bumblebee quickly transformed his right hand into his plasma cannons. When Sam heard the high pitched whining and then the sudden explosion of metal, he knew that the foe stood no chance. After the smoke had cleared, nothing of the dark blue robot remained. Sam and Mikaela rejoiced as they called after their friend who was now crawling towards shore. "No! Wait! Stay back!" Bumblebee shouted as he held up his hand to stop the humans. They looked down to see that the moonlight was casting the wrong shadow. Despite his injuries, the yellow robot lunged forward, gently grabbed the humans, and rolled out of the way just in time to miss the two large feet that landed on the ground.
Dragonfly crashed to the Earth and examined his aching left ankle, which had taken a blow from the plasma cannon and was under stress from the high jump landing. Right as the Decepticon whipped around he received a sharp blow to the head, knocking him back in to the shallows. Bumblebee quickly had to catch his balance, and his leg made it no easier. His center returned as he charged forward to met Dragonfly's Scatter beam. The blast didn't explode, but instead stopped Bumblebee in his tracks and doubled over, screaming in agony. Whatever the beam's effects were, certainly made quick work of Bumblebee.
Sam was sure it was over for his companion now, but yet again he was surprised by the alien's determination and moxy. Against all of his aching joints and circuits he charged another plasma shot, but his aim was slightly off. Instead of exploding Dragonfly's chest, his left leg was further damaged. The Decepticon fell brutally towards the ground, clenching his left hip, where the shot exploded. Bumblebee hoisted himself to his feet and snatched the chest of his fallen brother with his left hand. Sam and Mikaela watched in horror as the yellow mech drew out his blade and brutally and repetitively stabbed Dragonfly's chest. Mikaela, even though she hated the Decepticons started to cry at the brutality of the event before her eyes.
"Why...won't...you...die!" Bumblebee said in between his attacks. His blade now stained with a strange blueish glowing fluid that Sam presumed to be similar to blood. Finally Bumblebee was tired of the petty attacks and decided to end the crushed Decepticon's life right then and there. Once more his right hand transformed into the large Plasma gun. The armor around Bumblebee's head shifted to a lower position, forming a mask to protect Bumblebee's face from his own fire. The high pitched whining, indicated that the plasma was preparing to blast Dragonfly to the next planet. The attack was ready, and Bumblebee almost let go of fire, but Mikaela's screams of mercy caught his attention.
"Don't you understand Bumblebee! You are no more evil than Megatron! You would ruthlessly destroy your own brother just to win this war?" She shouted at him hoping there was some reasoning left inside the alien's hard drive. For a moment, all was still as the words of the female echoed through Bumblebee's head. After his thought he retracted his weapon and released the dark blue robot, who crashed on his right side and laid motionless. Mikaela feared she was already to late, until she saw a slight stir of the left arm. Possibly trying to pick the crippled body up.
Bumblebee approached the fearful humans and crouched down to eye level with them. He thought carefully about his words before he spoke them. "At some point in time, my brother, will have to die, whether by my hands or Optimus's. That is his fate. And you are only helping by prolonging his death." Bumblebee said harshly. Despite his slightly crushed face he was scowling and the usual blue eyes that showed innocence instead showed a thirst for death. Sam was spooked but understood his words. After the mech quickly departed behind trees to seek medical attention, Sam came to the conclusion that Bumblebee was right.
"He has a point Mikaela."
"What?"
"The Decepticons will die at some point in time." Sam said with a positive tone in his voice. He was hoping his friend would come to the same conclusion he would but instead she took it the opposite way. She frowned and gestured towards the heap of metal in the lake. "I may be prolonging his death, but I think no one deserves to die like that!" she said with an angry tone that Sam knew well growing up. The I-know-best tone that he often received before being grounded, unfortunately, Sam knew it was going to end the same. Mikaela could only glare at her companion as he decided now was a good time to go and see if Bumblebee could find Ratchet alright.
Her anger quickly shifted into fear as she turned to look at the crippled robot that lay in the body of water. It was gone!
She quickly scanned the area and found a small trail of the blueish glowing liquid leading up the hill. She followed the trail with her eyes to see a glimpse of one of the sharp tipped feet. Where it was heading, she wasn't sure, but she knew that on the other side of the hill was a sheer drop into a forest. She had been hiking with Sam though the forest before, and quickly hightailed it around the hill and followed the cliff to the entrance of the forest. She wasn't sure if her current outfit consisting of Wranglers Jeans, a skimpy light blue top and a small grey sweater, which was her favorite. She was also equipped with her purse that contained many items that she couldn't really use to fight off a giant robot, but she was determined to find the alien anyway, even if it meant her death in the end.
To her surprisingly good fortune she stumbled across the path that the two humans usually went hiking on. This really did he no good except it helped her figure out where she was. She looked at the Cliff and only figured one way that she could go and hopefully come across her target. She set foot off the path and almost immediately, an eerie whispering voice stuttered and reverberated off of the forest's canopy. "Stay...away" the eerie voice warned her. She wasn't sure where it was coming from, but it had to have come further ahead in front of her. She trekked a couple of feet away from the path and again the voice echoed, "Stay...away."
By now her heart was racing from fear but mostly of curiosity. Whatever was telling her to stay away didn't seem to understand the human rule, "Don't listen to the warnings and continue on anyway." Now Mikaela was sprinting deep into the forest as she soon found a splitting of trees. The ground was mushed and the the trees torn back to let in the moonlight. This must be the place where the beast fell, but it wasn't there. Again she saw a trail of the liquid. She almost touched it, but when she felt a sudden decrease in her energy, she decided not to touch it, but instead follow it. As she got closer and closer to what she hoped was her target, the voice in her head continued to warn her. Every time it spoke it became a little bit less of a whisper and more of a male voice speaking to her, but it still maintained it's hint full whisper.
A new sound caught her attention, at first it sounded like wind, but then Mikaela identified it was breathing, or something that resembled it. Shortly after she tripped over what she thought was metal and landed face first into the ground. After groaning a bit and catching her breath she looked behind her to see what it was that she tripped over, it looked like a long metal pole. The sound of the breathing seemed louder than ever as she followed the pole and found that it lead to her target: Dragonfly