Head of Security
Chapter One
Years ago, Optimus Prime and his team followed the All-Spark to a planet called Earth. Following the battle with Megatron in Mission City, they stayed on the planet and worked with the humans to battle the Decepticons still on the planet. Eventually, more and more Autobots arrived to work with them. The ship those allies arrived in was kept at a human facility to be guarded. The ship Prime arrived on, the Ark II, is currently hidden under water.
My name is Red Alert, and I am the sole Autobot on the entire ship. As the head of security, I opted to stay onboard when everyone else went to the planet. After that battle, I got the call saying to bring the Ark II down and hide the ship from the humans. I figured nobody would notice if I kept the ship under water, far from any land. Optimus ordered me to report for active duty, but I had to decline. Someone had to make sure the ship didn't come under attack, and I opted to be the guy to do it. Megatron may have been dead, but a lot of his followers were still out there. Starscream, Barricade, Bludgeon, Soundwave, all heavy hitters and all still alive somewhere. And the humans? I read their history. I've seen what they've done. I don't trust them as far as I could throw Omega Supreme. So I'm protecting our ship so we have at least one escape route that the humans and the Decepticons don't know about. And I am eternally bored.
My brother Ratchet and I share a body type. Externally, we differ only in colors. He's green, and I'm red with white highlights. Internally, we're identical except for slight modifications he made for medical work. See, that's how bored I am. I am so bored that I have taken to describing myself
Every day, I follow the same basic routine. I come online, check the security footage from the night before, check scanner records of the night before, charge up on Energon that the ship mines from the world around us. Then, I check the communication system to see if I've gotten any calls. After seeing that I've only gotten a few messages from Bumblebee or Ratchet to make sure I'm still alive, I check to make sure that all the ship's security and weapons are still online. Then I work out on the training drones and man the monitors. This has been my life for the last five years, and it is boring. It's nice not being shot at, but I could really use some excitement every now and then.
Lately, I feel like I've become more paranoid. Or maybe I'm just becoming more cautious? Either way, I've stepped up the ship's defenses. Nothing will be able to get within a mile of the Ark II without me knowing. I've also begun hearing creaks throughout the ship. Odds are that it's just the ship moving with the ocean as the ground I parked on is eroded. However, it could just as easily be a human assault team. Or maybe it's Decepticon killers. Either way, I always go to check on it. How could I not? The instant I let my guard down is the instant that the enemy could choose to strike and destroy everything I've worked so hard to guard. And I cannot under any circumstances let that happen.