A\N: Kay, I really don't have a clue where I got any of this, but
this won't be my last RiD fanfiction....hopefully. What I figured is: Hey,
I'm an idiot with a sugar high, who just finished reading Animarica's
Special on Transformers. Lets look up some of it!. 5 hours and 9 cans of
Cherry Coke later, I had read through my older cousins Transformers 'Make
you Own Adventure' Books, Scoured the Net and FF.n for info, and worked my
butt off! I like Mirage, Skid-Z, BumbleBee, Team Bullet Train, The AutoBot
brothers, and Hot Rod, and RATCHET! He's one of my squishes....long story.
But I'm making this one for some of my fave charries. I thought this up:
Hey Let's Make Skid-Z have a younger sibling! And make my own team! This is
where Nasar and the others comes in! She's his younger sister! Here I go to
make an IDIOT of myself!!
Nasar
"No....Ni. Come on.....I promise I'll come back...."Skid-Z groaned. He tossed and turned in his quaters. His internal cooling fans switched on to keep him from getting too hot or his circuts melting. But his internal stystems were overriding themselves...again. His dream was scaring the armour off him. It was so vivid....But it was like, someone else, somewhere, was having the same dream. Showing him, what he did not see.
*DREAM*
His hands clenched the metal firmly, and he twisted with all his might untill he heard a "ouch! Onnichan! That hurt!" He chucked as he patted the now fixed the bent racing fin. "Okay Ni. You can transform now.". The little NASCAR giggled, and transformed into a tiny Femmebot. "Thank--" Her words were cut off as the entire base shook with a sudden attack. "All able AutoBots: Report to the Breifing room."Came a stern voice over the stystem. Ratchet came pounding down the hallway, calling out Skid- Z name at the top of his audio unit. For the possible first time in his life, Skid-Z saw panic in the Medics' optics. "We're loading the Femmes now."Was all he said. Skid-Z felt his spark lurch unpleasantly. Ni and a few other Femmes, four other from what he vaugely remembered were being loaded when the first attacks of the war came. Something about them being too powerful to risk still have on Cybertron. While he was thinking, Ni had ran up to 'Uncle Ratchet' and grabbed him around one knee. She still had much to learn. Too much. Fianally, he nodded, his optics tearing slighty. He picked up the little NASCAR and he and Ratchet broke out into a run. "Whee! Onnichan? Where are we going so fast?!"Ni giggled. X-Brawn was loading a cherry red hot rod Femme into the shuttle. As soon as Ni realized that X-Brawn was holding out his arms to take her, she began thrashing violently. "NO! No I'm not going! I want to stay with you Onnichan! I want to stay with you!"Ni cried, throwing her little arms around her brother's neck. He hugged her and sighed. "I know Ni. I know. But you'll be safe. I promise I'll find you some day. I promise Ni."He said. She felt Ratchet take her around her waist and almost instantly, she started struggling. To her horror, Skid-Z gave her one last look, tears slighty visible in the corners of his optics. Then he gave her a smile, and.....turned and walked away! "ONNICHAN!"Ni screamed at the top of her audio. She struggled to get her arms free. She managed to release one and with sharp turn, she slugged Ratchet with all her might in the optic. He cried out in pain and dropped her. She ran as fast as her legs would take her, screaming out her brothers name. "ONNICHAN! I'm sorry for what ever I did! Come back! I'm sorry Onnichan! I'm so sorry! Please come back Onnichan!"She screamed. X-Brawn ran up and grabbed her tightly around the middle, frog pinning her arms to their sides. She continued to struggle, despite she knew she could never get loose. "X-Brawn! Do you have her?!"Ratchet cried out, as he held a hand over his optic. That kid had one heck of a hook, he'd give her that much. "Right here! She sure is a wild one!"X-Brawn called back, still holding the struggling Ni at an arm's length. Carefully tossing her into the shuttle, Ratchet programmed the courdanets into the shuttle. Earth. Ni threw herself around the shuttle, among her, the cherry red hot rod, she had transformed into a Femme around her height, a purple sports car with white streaks had the marks of a medic, herself, a small bulldozer that was transforming into a yellow and black Femme, and a small white and green Femme that had the outer markings of a bullet train. The ship gave a lurch and they were all violently thrown around the room. The Cherry Hot Rod, gashed open her arms from a few pieces of jagged metal, the sparks showering everywhere. Another lurch, Ni through herself up against the window, banging frantically. Screaming for help, for Uncle Ratchet....for Onnichan. Another cry of pain coming from the oldest seeming Femme, the train. Her lime green visor that was covering her light blue optics cracked and spiderwebbed and she had a long gash down her left arm, revealing sparking wires and flashing lights. "ONNICHAN!"She screamed. Another Cybertonic shaking lurch. She went flying across the room, smacking her face on the rough metal. The left sapphire blue optic shattered, energon and other fluid alike flowing from the optic, mingling with optic glass and severed wires. The wires sparking stung her eyes like mad. She WAS NOT going to cry. She wasn't! Clutching her optic, she felt her internal stystems report that there was 70 percent damage to her left optic. And that there was very little chance of it being repaired. She held her hands over her optic, and felt a pair of gentle hands helding her close. "Onnichan?"She hopefully whispered. "I'm no Onnichan. But don't worry. Everything will be just fine."The voice assured. "What's you name?"Ni asked. "My name is----"
"Skid-Z!? Skid-Z can you hear me? Skid-Z please you have to wake up. Youg going to over heat."Pleaded a soft voice. It numbly registered in his head that T-Ai was trying to awake him. "Slaggg....."He muttered. "Skid-Z? Are you awake?"The holographic girl asked. "Yeah...Now go away you stupid hologram!"He cried, throwing one of his pillows at her. As expected, it passed right though her. She huffed, placing her hands on her curved hips. "I was only doing what I was asked. Now either you get up, or I'll get Prowl in here."She demanded. He rolled his optics, and said, "I'll be out in a minuet. Let me wake up!"He groaned. As asked, the hologram fianally faded out of the room. Standing, he stretched out, letting the joints creak against eachother. There was a sudden stining in the back of his leg, jolting him to remember his dream. Ni...The Shuttle...The Explosion...The injuries...Shattered Optics...Gashes...Femmes Screaming...the Lurches....Oh Primus, what was this?! He groaned, holding his hand to his head and walked out of his room.
"Mornin' Midnight."Skid-Z mumbled as he passed the huge Bullet Train. "Good Morning Skid-Z!"He replied cheerfully. 'I swear, he's borderin' on the edge of clumsy and just plain stupid!' Skid-Z tought to himself. Then he remembered the Train in his dream. "Hey Midnight? Where's Rail Spike?"He asked. "In his quaters."He replied. Skid-Z jogged off with out a response. When he approached the Bullet Train Leaders' door, he froze. 'Just knock on the door. Rail Spike will answer, and you'll ask him.' He thought angrily. Raising his hand onto the door he knocked.
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Nasar
"No....Ni. Come on.....I promise I'll come back...."Skid-Z groaned. He tossed and turned in his quaters. His internal cooling fans switched on to keep him from getting too hot or his circuts melting. But his internal stystems were overriding themselves...again. His dream was scaring the armour off him. It was so vivid....But it was like, someone else, somewhere, was having the same dream. Showing him, what he did not see.
*DREAM*
His hands clenched the metal firmly, and he twisted with all his might untill he heard a "ouch! Onnichan! That hurt!" He chucked as he patted the now fixed the bent racing fin. "Okay Ni. You can transform now.". The little NASCAR giggled, and transformed into a tiny Femmebot. "Thank--" Her words were cut off as the entire base shook with a sudden attack. "All able AutoBots: Report to the Breifing room."Came a stern voice over the stystem. Ratchet came pounding down the hallway, calling out Skid- Z name at the top of his audio unit. For the possible first time in his life, Skid-Z saw panic in the Medics' optics. "We're loading the Femmes now."Was all he said. Skid-Z felt his spark lurch unpleasantly. Ni and a few other Femmes, four other from what he vaugely remembered were being loaded when the first attacks of the war came. Something about them being too powerful to risk still have on Cybertron. While he was thinking, Ni had ran up to 'Uncle Ratchet' and grabbed him around one knee. She still had much to learn. Too much. Fianally, he nodded, his optics tearing slighty. He picked up the little NASCAR and he and Ratchet broke out into a run. "Whee! Onnichan? Where are we going so fast?!"Ni giggled. X-Brawn was loading a cherry red hot rod Femme into the shuttle. As soon as Ni realized that X-Brawn was holding out his arms to take her, she began thrashing violently. "NO! No I'm not going! I want to stay with you Onnichan! I want to stay with you!"Ni cried, throwing her little arms around her brother's neck. He hugged her and sighed. "I know Ni. I know. But you'll be safe. I promise I'll find you some day. I promise Ni."He said. She felt Ratchet take her around her waist and almost instantly, she started struggling. To her horror, Skid-Z gave her one last look, tears slighty visible in the corners of his optics. Then he gave her a smile, and.....turned and walked away! "ONNICHAN!"Ni screamed at the top of her audio. She struggled to get her arms free. She managed to release one and with sharp turn, she slugged Ratchet with all her might in the optic. He cried out in pain and dropped her. She ran as fast as her legs would take her, screaming out her brothers name. "ONNICHAN! I'm sorry for what ever I did! Come back! I'm sorry Onnichan! I'm so sorry! Please come back Onnichan!"She screamed. X-Brawn ran up and grabbed her tightly around the middle, frog pinning her arms to their sides. She continued to struggle, despite she knew she could never get loose. "X-Brawn! Do you have her?!"Ratchet cried out, as he held a hand over his optic. That kid had one heck of a hook, he'd give her that much. "Right here! She sure is a wild one!"X-Brawn called back, still holding the struggling Ni at an arm's length. Carefully tossing her into the shuttle, Ratchet programmed the courdanets into the shuttle. Earth. Ni threw herself around the shuttle, among her, the cherry red hot rod, she had transformed into a Femme around her height, a purple sports car with white streaks had the marks of a medic, herself, a small bulldozer that was transforming into a yellow and black Femme, and a small white and green Femme that had the outer markings of a bullet train. The ship gave a lurch and they were all violently thrown around the room. The Cherry Hot Rod, gashed open her arms from a few pieces of jagged metal, the sparks showering everywhere. Another lurch, Ni through herself up against the window, banging frantically. Screaming for help, for Uncle Ratchet....for Onnichan. Another cry of pain coming from the oldest seeming Femme, the train. Her lime green visor that was covering her light blue optics cracked and spiderwebbed and she had a long gash down her left arm, revealing sparking wires and flashing lights. "ONNICHAN!"She screamed. Another Cybertonic shaking lurch. She went flying across the room, smacking her face on the rough metal. The left sapphire blue optic shattered, energon and other fluid alike flowing from the optic, mingling with optic glass and severed wires. The wires sparking stung her eyes like mad. She WAS NOT going to cry. She wasn't! Clutching her optic, she felt her internal stystems report that there was 70 percent damage to her left optic. And that there was very little chance of it being repaired. She held her hands over her optic, and felt a pair of gentle hands helding her close. "Onnichan?"She hopefully whispered. "I'm no Onnichan. But don't worry. Everything will be just fine."The voice assured. "What's you name?"Ni asked. "My name is----"
"Skid-Z!? Skid-Z can you hear me? Skid-Z please you have to wake up. Youg going to over heat."Pleaded a soft voice. It numbly registered in his head that T-Ai was trying to awake him. "Slaggg....."He muttered. "Skid-Z? Are you awake?"The holographic girl asked. "Yeah...Now go away you stupid hologram!"He cried, throwing one of his pillows at her. As expected, it passed right though her. She huffed, placing her hands on her curved hips. "I was only doing what I was asked. Now either you get up, or I'll get Prowl in here."She demanded. He rolled his optics, and said, "I'll be out in a minuet. Let me wake up!"He groaned. As asked, the hologram fianally faded out of the room. Standing, he stretched out, letting the joints creak against eachother. There was a sudden stining in the back of his leg, jolting him to remember his dream. Ni...The Shuttle...The Explosion...The injuries...Shattered Optics...Gashes...Femmes Screaming...the Lurches....Oh Primus, what was this?! He groaned, holding his hand to his head and walked out of his room.
"Mornin' Midnight."Skid-Z mumbled as he passed the huge Bullet Train. "Good Morning Skid-Z!"He replied cheerfully. 'I swear, he's borderin' on the edge of clumsy and just plain stupid!' Skid-Z tought to himself. Then he remembered the Train in his dream. "Hey Midnight? Where's Rail Spike?"He asked. "In his quaters."He replied. Skid-Z jogged off with out a response. When he approached the Bullet Train Leaders' door, he froze. 'Just knock on the door. Rail Spike will answer, and you'll ask him.' He thought angrily. Raising his hand onto the door he knocked.
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