Transformers three: the future together
Lets call Elita as one of the three motorcycles, the others Chromia and of course, Arcee. She (Elita) was the one badly hurt in the battle but survived. These characters, Chromia, Elita and Arcee may not be in the new movie but they are in the comics that prequels the movie.
This Story begins a few weeks after Major Lennox and the Autobots have returned to Diego Garcia from the battle in Egypt. With the secret now out about their presents here on earth, the humans are asking who are they and some are protesting to them being here at all. Calling for them to be banned from 'their' planet. Sector Seven is exposed and that just opens up one big can of worms and not just for Optimus and the other autobots, but the US government is not telling Optimus everything they know.
italics means a personal point of view from that character stated.
You know the disclaimers... I own nothing but the crazy story in my head that I freely write and share here with others.
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The NEST team did returned to Diego Garcia a little over three weeks ago and it's been very quiet here on base since. Those Autobots not in med bay for repairs were ordered by Ratchet to rest in quarters. But this morning like most mornings of late, Optimus could be found out by the cliffs looking out into the Pacific Ocean watching the sunrise.
"Optimus, where are you?"
Came a question via the comlink from Ratchet who broke the eerie silence that Optimus was enjoying as the sun was going to be rise shortly.
"Parked on the cliffs watching for the sun to rise, where else?" Optimus replied back rather annoyed but not rule however.
Again there was a few moments of silence. Ratchet knew that Optimus was best left to his own solitude; it gave him time alone to think and too some privacy away from everyone else. Although Optimus would never take vacation time away from those under his command for himself, Ratchet knew Optimus all too well. Ratchet, being the CMO, knew Optimus need his time alone for himself but too that was how he could relax and think. But Moments later though, Optimus heard Ratchet driving up the gravel road behind him then transformed.
Optimus turned to greet him, "Good morning, Ratchet."
"A good morning is when none of my patients disobeys an order to rest in their quarters."
Ratchet said in his usual grumpy yet worried voice while standing next to Optimus.
Optimus briefly matched Ratchet's stare then bowed his head knowing Ratchet was more worried about him than mad at him for disobeying his orders.
"I just needed some time to think... I just, I love her so much and just regretted leaving her behind and worry if she really knows that. Then the growing reports on the news, the public press conference in two weeks..."
Optimus didn't finish the thought aloud but Ratchet knew the growing concerns that have surfaced since the battle in Egypt was brothering him and he's concerns for Elita. She nearly died again during the battle in Egypt.
Suddenly, Ratchet saw that Optimus was clenching at his chest plate as if he was experiencing pain there then began rubbing at it as if to rub the pain away.
"Optimus," Ratchet said.
"I'm fine Ratch, just tired."
Optimus said quickly as he removed his hand from within his chest cavity, but Ratchet knew better.
"Liar! Those wounds are ninety-five percent healed and at this point you shouldn't be having any pain from the wounds that were there."
Ratchet blurted out to which made Optimus look up and face him.
Optimus had that look across his face that he rarely showed publicly to his officers.
"My friend, you know me all to well, but while I have some personal pain; my deepest concern is of the growing fear in the humans towards us and how to deal with it."
It seemed that Optimus was not really sure he wanted to reveal the 'how to' doubts he felt that had been slowly building with the humans. It's true since the first battle way back in mission city, that Optimus had shared more technology with the humans. It was a RAD gun that shoots a high voltage plasma beam. But with the secret out about their presents now, Optimus was more concern that it would result in them having to leave this world, their only home they now have.
"Optimus, I'm too concern and have sadly witness the resulting stress and fear in them from the countless death of their people brought on by Cybertroians. I agree, that along will put us in more danger than from the threat of another battle with the cons."
Ratchet said as he stood next to him. Optimus had wonder off looking upon the horizon but knew his friend was right. But there was something else that was troubling Optimus and as Ratchet had made a second scanned of Optimus he then spoke up.
"You need to rest Optimus; your reservoirs are low. Did you intake any engeron this morning?"
Ratchet asked but knew the answer.
Optimus took in a deep breath, "no, nor did I rest well again last night. I only wish I knew more about the fallen and of our presents here on earth before we came."
Optimus had reason to be concern. He felt the presents of the remaining unknown seekers on earth, if found, would explain why and what intertwined their fates more clearly. But too he felt deep down that the agency formerly known as Sector Seven knew more about their world then they were willing to admit.
"I must find the rest of the seekers scattered though out this world. I need to get in touch with our friend, Agent Simmons."
Optimus said.
"But how are they, the seekers going to help us with the humans?" Ratchet asked as he now was a little confused.
"That's what I have to find out, something tells me that they have been assisting with the humans with our technology for sometime."
Optimus answered but then went to say too.
"Ratchet, if some of the seekers and maybe some of our fellow Autobots have been here for sometime and have been unknowingly accept among the humans then, we need to know."
Optimus said sounding optimistic as usual.
"That is if this war will ever end, I too now would like to find ways of helping the humans on the medical front. There is so much I know and want to help them in bettering their lives Optimus."
Ratchet exclaimed rather hopping for the best too.
"Yes old friend, if this war will ever end and I believe 'that' being the end of this war, could lie with them somehow." Optimus said with a smile on his face.
"Optimus, was she still recharging this morning when you left?"
Ratchet asked changing the subject. He knew that since Elita came with Arcee and Chromia years ago it's been rough for them both.
"Yes and thank you," Optimus said quietly.
"And, has she said anything yet?" Ratchet asked.
She was badly wounded in Egypt and what was left of her spark yet again transfer to another shell. But this time similar in size and height as she was on Cybertron. She been in induced stasis or comma and it was going to take a few more hours for her to have completed the transfer to the new body and upgrades. Ratchet had suggested that she remain in the medical bay up until two days ago. Ratchet is visiting daily and slowly bring her back online while she rest with Optimus in their private quarters. He had privately hope his beloved sparkmate would have been a little more happier now that she is here and finally with him. But instead, he has sensed her growing angry just like he was shortly after the battle on Cybertron began when, Megatron ordered all of the hatchings murdered.
"No, but I can sense how she feels through our bond." Optimus finally said a few minutes later.
They stood there awhile longer, the sun now began to rise and off in the distances you can hear the seagulls along the beach.
"Give her time Optimus, you know she loves you but this war has destroyed us in many ways. I read her files, when we left, to use a human phrase, the shit hit the fan. But she was relieved tremendously when she heard your voice."
Ratchet said as he reached up and patted Optimus on the shoulder. Optimus smiled he knew it was going to take some time, but in time their bond will heal.
"Thank you Ratchet, having her back in my life has renewed my private hopes as well. I know that she went through pit as did I upon the decision to leave, but I will never leave her again for nothing or anyone. I told her that first night, repeatedly.
"I'm sure she knows Optimus, but right now she needs you as much, if not more than you need her." Ratchet said to Optimus and he nodded back to Ratchet.
I think now with some thought of direction and with reflection given, I'll return to my quarters for now." Optimus said which gave Ratchet a slight sense of relief that was evident on his face.
"Good, that makes my job easier than knocking you out with a sedative and dragging your big, heavy aft back to your quarters."
Ratchet said with a big grin across his face to which Optimus raise his hands in a surrendering posture while backing away. Optimus hates taking shots period and avoids them if possible.
"Right, bye." Optimus said quickly then turned, transformed and took off for base.
"You are not out of the woods yet and don't think I won't Optimus," Ratchet yelled as Optimus sped off.
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Optimus in his POV, in his quarters.
Ratchet as always can read me all to well. But it wasn't just my concerns for the humans. When my lita and the others finally made it here, I was happy and then it seem I saw an end to this war in sight. Now with the battle over and that she is still with me I couldn't be any happier. But I wonder if she feels the same way or have I lost her to this war too. After nagging Ratchet for the past four days, I now have my lita resting in our quarters with me. She still is in stasis lockdown at the moment but with in the next few hours now she should come out of it on her own.
Ratchet spoke of a new program for our holoforms. He said that he is developing a form that would be solid and would able us to transform into this smaller form looking like a human. I'm not sure that this would be right in deceiving the humans appearing as one, but maybe could be used to avoid confrontation with them and maybe put some at ease with us.
My young scout Bumblebee, I've learned more from him about earth and the humans; he love of this world and it's beauty is boundless. If we were to leave one way or another I fear, he would not leave with us.
He wrote to me last week:
"My time spent now with Sam and Mikaela have been some of the most wonderful years since of course my sparkling days with you and mom. I just know that Elita will pull through, just give her some time as she was for you, now you are for her, her rock to lean on.
I respect you for what you had to do and I don't feel the same way as I did a few years before we came to earth. But I want to live life now not wait any longer. I will not leave Sam; I'll always be there for him, as he has become the little brother for me, as I was for Jazz. I know you understand and I was glad we were able to reopen this communication between us earlier.
Father, I hold no regrets or resentment towards you. I understand more now than I ever had and know that for you personally it was as hard if not harder to bare. I love you both always, Bee."
Even though Sam has returned to finish his studies on the east coast of the United States, Bee is not allowed on campus. He does however stay in a parking lot near the dorms that Sam is at. I see so much of him in me and yet Elita too, even though we are not his true parental units, he has become a carbon copy of us. He mostly is much like me, quiet serious and doesn't wear his emotions in public. Yet, I still laugh a little when I think about that night he lubricated all over Agent Simmons, I was so embarrassed and yet impressed that he would have the ball bearings to do that. I would have never, I mean never had the guts to do that! His caring side of him is Elita shinning though, although Sam tells me Bee acts like a mothering hen to him to much. At first, I was confused until I looked it up on the web and then I laugh and told him, "yeah, I know."
As I lay here trying to rest and fall back into a recharge cycle, I gaze over and look at my lovely sweetspark and how beautiful she is in her new body. If she still is the Elita I remember, and she has not proven me wrong yet; she'll love her new alt mode as well. A sleek, sexy, fast car to which fits her totally in every way I remember her from the moment I laid optics on her. I smile as I think of those memories and the new ones I hope we can make together here.
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Optimus laid next to her as she was resting in a deep recharge cycle. Most of her programs have now rebooted in the mainframe of the new body and she was resting on her side facing the center of the bed. He ever so gently reached up and caressed her face whispering, " I love you my Ariel."
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Okay, here I wanted to show some personal issues in the yet again rebooting of this story. The new alt mode for Elita will be revealed later meantime, the next chapter picks up later that afternoon with a conference meeting in the command center for the Nest Team.