Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers in any way possible and I am making no money off of this fic whatsoever. Also, I do not own any of the songs mentioned.
Darkness was all around her. Everlasting blackness without a whisper was all she'd ever known for endless years. Years, days, hours, they meant nothing to the lone transformer drifting through an infinity of space. Nothing around her but bleak brown asteroids floating aimlessly along without a purpose. Just like her. The pink and white transformer known as Arcee sighed unhappily. She couldn't even hear herself, there was no sound in space. She was all alone and had been for quite some time. Arcee missed the company of her fellow Autobots terribly.
She was very beautiful. Arcee had a pink upper torso with an impressively large chest plate. She had a sort of white helmet on her head, broad almost backpack like armor on her back and glowing aqua colored eyes. Arcee had long white legs with what looked like black dock martin shoes with heels on her feet. She also appeared to have a sense of shame because there was a sort of matching pink metal underwear on her lower torso seemingly covering her up, if there was anything there to begin with. There were other female Autobots back on Cybertron but who knew where they had drifted off to, or if she'd ever see them again.
Arcee settled herself into another dreamless sleep, having nothing better to do or accomplish. She would probably be stuck doing this same thing over and over again until her spark quietly extinguished and joined with the matrix. No one would mourn her or even realize she had gone. Arcee's eyes flickered open as she heard something, the faintest crackling of a signal. She jerked upright, completely awake. "Where am I?" She said out loud, hearing her own voice for the first time in years. She'd awoken on a strange planet she'd never seen before. It was metal just like Cybertron but it was devoid of any buildings or signs of life at all. It was metallic grey with patches of orange here and there. It also had a ring around it which appeared to be supported by long metal beams. Arcee checked her communicator and tuned in to that faint signal that had awakened her.
"I am Optimus Prime and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars. We are here, we are waiting."
"Optimus?!" Arcee exclaimed incredulously. She began tracing the signal back to its origins. "By the matrix it really is him!" she exclaimed. "That shouldn't take too long to get too and maybe others are there as well."
Arcee's joy was cut short and replaced with pure terror as the very planet underneath her began to shake. Snakelike vines shot out of no where and they were armed with vicious looking metal hooks. Arcee transformed into her Cybertronian convertible car mode and began racing away from the vines at top speed. "What kind of planet is this!?" She yelled and sped up away from the vines. She avoided them easily at first but then more and more swarmed at her and Arcee realized she was about to be overwhelmed. If I have to go down. Arcee thought to herself as she transformed back into robot mode. I'll go down fighting! She began shootingat the hooked vines with two enormous black guns.
She had deadly accuracy, severing quite a few of them in her path and she was beginning to think she would make it through the fight before an intensely strong magnetic force pulled her to the ground and pinned her there. The hooked vines soon enveloped her and struggle as she might, Arcee was trapped. The magnetic force lessoned its grip on her and the vines lifted her up. They took her to the far side of the planet. Arcee blinked, not believing what she was seeing. Right in front of her, were two gigantic mandibles and a closed circular metal door. The thing looked almost like the mouth of the planet.
"WHO DARES DISTURB THE CHOAS BRINGER? WHO SEEKS OUT THEIR OWN DEMISE?" Came a voice that seemed to thunder and boom from the very planet itself.
Arcee was shaking with fear and was shaking down to the very core of her being. "I'm Arcee and what are you?" Arcee asked half out of curiosity half out of stalling for time.
I AM UNICRON. DESTROYER OF WORLDS. I HAVE CONSUMED COUNTLESS WORLDS YET I HUNGER FOR MORE!"
Arcee couldn't help thinking that this was surely the end of her"What do you want with me Unicron?" She pleaded. "I can't be more than a snack to you. Why not let me go?"
YOU MY DEAR, SHALL BE MY SERVENT IF YOU WISH TO KEEP YOUR MISERABLE LITTLE INSECT LIFE!
Unicron bellowed. "THERE IS BUT ONE THING THAT I FEAR IN ALL THE UNIVERSE." Arcee gave the gargantuan planet sized transformer a confused look. What in all the universe could this enormous entity fear? "I HAVE SET MY SENSORS TO THIS PLANET YOU GOT A TRANSMISSION FROM. THIS EARTH IS RICH IN ENERGY AND LIFE AND SHALL BE MY NEXT TARGET. THERE IS SOMETHING THAT YOU MUST DO FOR ME IF YOU WISH TO LIVE."If Arcee could have gulped, she would have all she could do was ask "And what might that be? What could I do for you that you can't do yourself?"
"BRING ME THE MATRIX. KILL THE ONE WHO HOLDS IT AND BRING IT TO ME!"
"Optimus!" Arcee couldn't help but cry out. "I'll never hurt him! I'd rather my spark be extinguished!"
"SO BE IT! BUT BRAVERY WILL ONLY GET YOU SO FAR!" Unicron yelled. Electricity pulsed from his gigantic body and began shocking Arcee! She began screaming in agony as the voltage kept growing. The pain was so intense. Her body began to smoke and she could feel her spark straining in the effort to stay inside of her chest. She spasmed and knew she couldn't take much more. The pain was too much for her and he wasn't letting her go. Unicron was keeping the pain agonizing but not enough for her spark to go out. Still she clenched her white metallic fist and denied herself to him. "I'll…never…join you…Unicron…" She managed to pull one of her arms free from the vines and pulled out one of her guns and shot him in the mouth! The beam didn't even get scratch him, though it did sizzle a couple of the vines.
"SEE HOW WORTHLESS AND INSIGNIFICANT YOU ARE TO THE ALL POWERFULL UNICRON!" Unicron screamed at her and began pulling her toward his snapping mandibles.
The electricity intensified to the point where Arcee could feel the spark beginning to leave her body. Battered, weakened, defeated, she let a whisper escape her metallic pink lips. "I'll do what you want…Unicron…" She blacked out for the briefest of moments before opening her glowing blue eyes. It was as if the pain had never happened. Her body felt brand new like she had just come off the assembly line. She was also free from the vines and floating away from Unicron.
"REMEMBER! DESTROY OPTIMUS AND BRING THE MATRIX TO ME! BETRAY ME AND YOU'LL PAY DEARLY WITH MORE THAN JUST YOUR PATHETIC AND MEAGER LIFE. IT WILL TAKE SOME TIME FOR ME TO GET TO EARTH. FINISH YOUR JOB BEFORE THEN AND YOU WILL BE REWARDED. YOU DO NOT WANT TO KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN IF YOU FAIL."
Arcee frowned but nodded. How was she ever going to do it? Betray her long time comrade and leader Optimus Prime? Behind her, Unicron let loose a beam of energy, rocketing the little pink transformer forward into space, headed straight toward Earth and the signal he had picked up from her.
"My Primus have mercy on us all." Arcee said bitterly.
Meanwhile, back on Earth…
It had been a week since the transformers had battled Megatron and his minions the decepticons. There was no way for the government to cover up the story of the gigantic alien robots from the press. So they had the footage of the deceptions being dropped into the Pacific trench shown, telling the public that all the alien robots were dead. For obvious reasons, the secretary of defense had the fact that the Autobots were still living on earth covered up.
Sam Witwicky's involvement remained a secret as well. Returning to school after his adventure seemed just so tedious now. Although life was anything but boring. Sam stared out the classroom window and into the parking lot. There was his faithful yellow camero Bumblebee sitting patiently for him to get out of school. Bee flashed the headlights in a greeting. Sam chuckled and gave Bee the thumbs up sign and mouthed the words "Couple more minutes."
"Mr. Witwicky care to share what's so interesting outside with the rest of the class?" The teacher said, folding his arms across his chest in annoyance. He drummed his fingers across the desk impatiently waiting for Sam to respond. Sam sat there dumbstruck as to how to answer the teacher. Until the buff blonde football player who once dated Michaela spoke up for him. Trent, the asshole who'd always put Sam down.
"Witwicky's just got his briefs in a bunch over his new piece of junk camero." Trent scoffed. The rest of the class tittered in agreement. The teacher held up his "quiet" sign and the class got back to writing down the homework assignment on the blackboard. When the teacher wasn't looking, Sam glanced over at his girlfriend Michaela who had turned to Trent.
"Sam doesn't wear boxers." Michaela commented coolly, flashing Sam a wink. Trent looked over at the raven haired beauty and his jaw dropped. "And that camero of his could kick the crap out of your car any time any place." She meant it quite literally as well. She remembered the first time she'd seen Bumblebee in his robot mode. Fighting against the enormous police car Barricade. He'd kicked ass and saved them both, introducing them to the rest of the Autobots. Michaela was still proud of her choice to get in the car with Sam. It had changed her life forever. And for the better.
"You gotta be kidding me Michaela. You're choosing that douche bag and his crappy car over me? Man, talk about low standards." Trent sneered as the bell rang and everyone exited the classroom, looking forward to the weekend ahead.
"Hey my car…got fixed up!" Sam said, thinking of an excuse as to why his car looked brand spankin new now. Other than you know, telling Trent the truth that his car is a transforming alien robot. "It's totally awesome now. Much better than your pile of shit." Sam went to the window in the hall and pointed at the sleek yellow camero with the disco ball and bee oitch bumblebee ornament hanging from the rear view mirror. Sam felt a surge of pride wash over him as he saw the surprised look on Trent's face. Bumblebee was awesome, and it had nothing to do with how he looked. Bee had saved Sam's life countless times and was his guardian. Not to mention his best friend.
"No way…" Trent stammered as he followed Sam and Michaela out to the parking lot. "Where'd you get the cash to fix it up like this? Thought you were broke and selling your family's crappy seamen stuff."
Michaela ran her hands lovingly over the hood of the car as Sam opened the door and got inside. "I helped him fix it up." She answered, getting into the passenger seat.
"Oh that must have been it then." Trent scoffed, getting into his own car in the space right next to Bumblebee. "Cause girls know so much about car's. Oh no I might break a nail or get grease all over my titties." Trent said in his imitation of a high pitched girly voice.
Bumblebee revved his engine angrily. "Hit me with you're best shot!" came the radio song by Pat Benatar. Bumblebee was getting angry over the way this arrogant human was talking to his friends.
"Shut up!" Sam shouted, more to Bumblebee than Trent. He didn't want anyone discovering his secret. Bumblebee made a sort of whine in protest.
"What's that Witwicky? Trent said getting out of his car and cracking his knuckles. "You looking to start trouble?" Michaela couldn't help but stare dreamily at Trent's buff strong arms flexing. "Cause I wouldn't want to unman you in front of my little bunny."
Michaela snapped back into reality, rolled her eyes and got out of the car. "I can't tell you enough how I'm so not you're little bunny!" She yelled poking him in the chest and advancing closer. "Sam's gonna knock you down a peg." She sneered and looked back at her boyfriend and smiled. "About time someone did."
A sizable crowd had now formed around Trent and Bumblebee. Trent, not wanting to lose face, smoothed his blonde hair back and grinned. "Yeah, why don't you teach me a thing or two bunny."
"Alright that's enough." Sam said in an aggravated tone. "There's a way to settle this." Trent stared at him waiting for him to speak. "I'll race you in that piece of shit thing you call a car. And I if I win, you have to lay off me and Mechaela also…one day go to school in a Barney costume."
The random crowd of kids in the background chuckled and began shouting things to Trent. "You gonna let him dis you like that man?" "Trent could beat that loser any day." "This race is gonna be sweet."
"You gotta be kidding me you son of a bitch!" Trent snarled and began advancing toward Sam, fists clenched and ready to punch out the smaller teen. Michaela moved and placed herself in between Trent and Sam, holding him back as best she could. "What's the matter Trent? Afraid of a little completion?" She sneered.
Trent forgot his anger for a moment, smirked and grabbed Michaela, holding her close to his chest. "And if I win, I get to teach my little bunny a lesson in what a real man can do to her." He grinned even wider as he saw her blue eyes narrow with anger and passion. She was wearing a low cut blue butterfly tank top and tight black Capri's with socks and sneakers. She was so beautiful, her skinny and shapely body so alluring. A fine prize for any guy to flaunt at his side. A fine sight to see beneath him, moving up and down to the rhythm of passion.
"You're disgusting." She said angrily and flipped him off. Trent angrily pushed her away and Michaela would have slammed into the back of the yellow camero hard if Bumblebee hadn't opened the door for her. She landed safely in the passenger seat next to Sam.
"You're my ride or die right?" Sam asked as she sat up.
Michaela smirked and took her hand in his. "You know it Sam." Sam grinned and kissed her on the cheek. She fastened her seatbelt and grinned. Things were just about to get interesting.
"Alright, first one to circle the lake three times wins." Trent smirked, having done this same race years ago. The football player get into his car and revved the engine.
"You ready Bee?" Sam whispered, gripping the steering wheel.
"Leeeeeeeeeeets get ready to ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumble!" came the wrestling announcer over Bee's radio.
The two cars shot out of the parking lot at breakneck speed. Sam gripped the steering wheel as Bee kicked it into high gear and sped up way ahead of Trent's car.
Oh my god we're gonna die! Sam thought as Bee expertly weaved between cars, screeching and swerving his way through the traffic. All around them angry drivers honked their horns and cursed the little Camero that came so close to hitting them. Sam gasped in alarm and held on for dear life as Bee swerved and just barely avoided crashing into an enormous Rv that was on the road. He felt Michaela grip his hand and Sam looked over at her and smirked. She really was his ride or die. She had this sort of panicked yet wild smile over her face as she held onto the side of the car with her other hand. "You rock!" She shouted as they rode up the side of the wall of a tunnel to avoid the cars around them. Michaela looked in the rear view mirror and saw Trent flipping them off and gaining on them amazingly enough. "Faster Bee!" She shouted and gripped the side of the door even tighter.
"You got it!" Bumblebee's voice was heard over the radio. "Just hang on tight!"
"I think you've just doomed us all." Sam said a little shakily as Michaela laughed. "But I've got to admit this is awesome!"
Almost as a joke, Bumblebee began playing "Hakuna Matata" No worries, to reassure his buddy.
"Smartass. What's up with the Lion King songs?" Sam joked and playfully honked the horn. "Of course I'm not worried. Not one bit." He looked out the window to hide his worried and almost carsick expression from Michaela.
The lake was in sight now. No one was there yet because school had just let out. Bumblebee swerved off the road and onto the dirt path that spiraled along the lake. Bee left deep tracks in the earth as he circled the lake. The tall tree's bent and lost leaves in his wake, the nearby water rippling at the edges from the heavy vibrations. Sam had the sudden urge to stick his head out the window to see how Trent wasn't too far behind. Sam supposed Bumblebee hadn't gone his fastest because of the traffic that was in his way, but they were still so far ahead.
Michaela let out a cry of joy as they rounded the last lap and skidded into a spin. She held onto Sam for dear life as they both gave each other shaky grins. Bee finally stopped spinning and Sam stepped out of the car. He leaned on Bee for support until the world stopped spinning around him. Then a triumphant look spread across his face and Sam climbed onto the hood of the car and stood up. "I'm the king of the world!" He yelled putting his arms in the air and striking several hero poses.
"Dork." Michaela smirked and laughed, got out of the car and watched as her boyfriend whooped for joy. "You did great Bee." She said, patting the hood of the car.
Bumblebee flashed his headlights and beeped his agreement. "Keep it up homegirl don't you quit, you know the way you scream is the ultimate!" Bumblebee played the LFO song from the radio.
"Hey come on Bumblebee where's my song?" Sam asked indignantly. "Don't I get a song now?"
"Dude looks like a lady!" Came Aerosmith playing on Bee's radio.
"Come on man what are you doing to me?!" Sam whispered kicking the hood. "That's embarrassing! That's an embarrassing song that you're playing right now! You're embarrassing me in front of my girl! Change it, change it quick! To something cool!" Sam hissed as he heard chuckles coming from the car.
Michaela had already fallen to the ground laughing as Bumblebee switched it to a different song. "Bad to the bone!" began playing from his radio.
"Now that's more like it." Sam smirked as Trent stopped his car a few feet away from the yellow striped Camero. "Alright you can stop laughing now!" Sam said turning toward Michaela with his hands on his hips. He never saw the murderous look in Trent's eyes as the football player stalked toward him. Never saw the crowbar Trent was carrying until it hit his leg full force.
Sam cried out in pain as he was knocked right off the Camero. "You fucking piece of shit! How did you do it! You must have cheated! Someone like you can't drive like that!" Trent once again hit Sam with the crowbar, this time on the arm. Sam, even though he was in pain, stood up to face the much bigger teen.
"What the fuck is your problem Trent!" Michaela screamed, throwing herself at him only to be flung to the ground by the football player's fist.
"I'm gonna kick your ass and your little cunts' too!" Trent snarled and raised the crowbar over his head.
"Get away from him!" came a threatening metallic voice. The clicking and whirring of gears along with the signature transforming sound was heard as Bumblebee transformed into robot mode and glared angrily down at Trent.
Trent found himself looking into the blue eyes of a giant yellow robot that had somehow been the camero the entire time. "Holy shit!" Trent screamed and promptly wet his pants.
Bumblebee took the crowbar out of his hands and bent it in half as easily as shaping a paperclip. "Never touch my friends again or you'll have me to deal with got that?" Bumblebee shouted, aiming his blaster at the cowering soiled teen. The transformer was seething with anger and was very tempted to blow the cowering slime ball off the face of the earth. He had to remember that he was an Autobot and not a Decepticon.
"Yeah alright fine just don't kill me! Please don't hurt me!" Trent squeaked as he began running toward his own car. Before he could even get there Bumblebee took a few gigantic earth shaking steps forward and began stomping his car flat!
"And get a new piece of scrap." Bumblebee glowered. "That one was pathetic."
Trent whimpered at his wrecked car and grimaced as the alarm went off. By now a sizable crowd had gathered and were gasping in terror at the giant robot. The sound of camera shutters and cell phone cameras clicked as the crowd speculated on what could possibly be going on.
"They must be filming a movie." One person remarked
"Cool maybe we can be extras!" Another responded.
"That looks so cool it must be part of some Japanese anime mecha thing." Yet another kid commented.
"Anime is animation dumbass." The kids girlfriend smacked him. "It's not live action."
Bumblebee was suddenly aware of how conspicuous he was and instantly reverted back to vehicle mode. He pulled up next to Michaela who was supporting Sam in her arms. "Is Sam alright?" Bumblebee asked, opening the doors and ushering the two kids in.
"I think he'll be ok." Michaela said with a worried expression on her face as she looked Sam up and down.
"I feel like a piñata." Sam groaned and leaned back against the front seat.
"We should see Ratchet." Bumblebee said as he began driving toward the Autobot base.
As he drove past Trent's wrecked car Bumblebee winced internally. Perhaps he'd gone too far out of anger, drawn too much attention to himself. He probably could have just spooked Trent by chasing him in vehicle mode or something. The Autobots were supposed to be in hiding. Had he jeopardized them?
"Optimus is going to throttle me." Bumblebee muttered.
"Isn't that going to be Ironhide's job?" Michaela joked. She could feel the car shudder underneath her as she and Sam both laughed.
"Don't make me laugh, it hurts." Sam groaned. "Everything feels broken."
"Do not worry Sam. Ratchet is a skilled medic and will fix you." Bumblebee assured his best friend. Again the song Hakuna Matata played on Bumblebee's radio.
"You and that damn radio Bee." Sam groaned and chuckled lightly. "I'm gonna have to introduce you to the songs on my ipod."
Meanwhile in a certain government building near the Hoover dam.
Agent Simmons from Sector 7 was having a rough day himself. He ran his hands through his rough dark hair and sipped the rest his chilled coffee. He'd had to do paperwork all day concerning the "Transformers Incident." He frowned, remembering how those two stupid kids had made a mockery of him and his unit. If those alien robots hadn't interfered he wouldn't have had to suffer the humiliation of being handcuffed to a pole with his pants down! And it hadn't ended there. There were damages that had to be paid for, buildings repaired, medical bills too. There was just so much paperwork to do. He had just finished for the day. "Time to hit the road Jack." Simmons sighed and began tidying up his office. After he was done, Simmons locked his office door and was just about to head back to his apartment when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't pack up just yet Simmons." He heard the voice of the secretary of defense say. The man had been there overseeing things at the dam for the past couple of days. Simmons sighed unhappily and turned around. "There's been an incident in Tranquility."
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