Chapter 1- Unfriendly Competition
How's it going? My name is Denali Prime and welcome to the sequel to My Name is Spade! This story is going to be the one based on Revenge of the Fallen. I know I might have caught some of you off guard with that cliffhanger in the Escaspades, but I came through, did I not?
Well, I'm not going to spend too much time with the introductions this time, so have fun with the first chappie!
"Elita?"
Even my mouth dropped open in shock at this. On the plane while we were going to Germany, Optimus told me a little bit about her. She's his sparkmate, who everyone thought to be dead. I looked up at him and saw a mix of shock and confusion. I tore my eyes away from him when I heard someone call my name.
"Spade! Do you know who that is?" she whispered. I nodded. She motioned with her hand to Bumblebee, telling him to move closer so that I could explain.
"Um…" I trailed off. On the outside, I was completely shocked. On the inside, I was completely disappointed. "You remember when we were talking in the tent yesterday?" I asked. She nodded, so I kept going. "Well, that's his sparkmate."
She too gasped in shock. "I thought you said she was dead."
"I said she might be dead," I said trying to keep the sadness out of my voice. She hugged me tightly.
"I'm sorry, Spade. Maybe their love died out. There could still be a chance," she soothed. I tightened my fists.
"No. Sparkmates are bonded together forever until one dies or if one is believed to be dead. Generally when one dies, they take the other with them. It can't be separated." I sighed quietly.
Even though I was disappointed about Elita-1's return, but I was happy that Optimus had a chance with her again. He'd thought that she was dead for centuries. It would be selfish of me to not want her here because I had feelings for Optimus.
"How are you alive? I thought Megatron killed you," Optimus asked.
"I escaped, but barely. He almost killed me but I knew I had to live for my mate," she replied while walking closer to him. She wrapped her servos around him. Since I was still in his palm, he could only use one hand to hug back. Then, her optics landed on me. They registered a look of interest. Mikaela decided to walk off of Bumblebee's palm to Optimus's. She stood next to me and smiled at Elita. I tried to as well, but I just couldn't do it. Not yet, at least.
"Is this the dominant species of this planet?" she asked Optimus.
"Yes. They are humans, an organic species. This is Spade and this is Mikaela," he replied. I waved when he said my name so that she would know who was who. She let go of Optimus and moved closer to us.
"Hello," she said. "My name is Elita-1."
"Hi. I'm Spade," I said.
"I'm Mikaela," the brunette chimed in.
"Would it be okay if I held one of you?" she asked. I arched an eyebrow but shrugged.
"I don't mind," I replied. She tentatively reached out and grabbed me around my waist. Her grip was gentle. I guess she knew that she couldn't just snatch our kind.
"They are squishy," she said. Mikaela giggled a little bit. "There's something about this one, Optimus. I'm getting readings off of her that are similar to that of the Allspark's."
"Spade came in contact with the Allspark a week ago. It changed her. It gave her powers, physical and mental enhancement, and Ratchet believes that it may have granted her immortality," Optimus replied.
"Hold the phone! You never mentioned that last part!" I exclaimed.
"The theory is relatively new, Spade," I heard Ratchet say behind me. I brought my attention back to Elita, who looked me up and down, examining me. Then, she took a look at my neck where the tattoo of Optimus's former name was. I gulped and looked into her optics. They hardened and a brief flash of anger appeared, but I think I was the only one who noticed. She hummed and sat me back me on the ground.
I looked up at Mikaela and saw her frown, as well as Optimus's. "Is there a reason why you sat me on the ground?" I asked her. She looked down at me and smiled sweetly.
"I was hoping you could show me around so that I can understand the area more. Is that okay with you Optimus?" she replied.
"As long as Spade doesn't mind, I have no problem with it."
I shrugged. "Sure. Why not? You'll need an alt mode first. We can't have you running around town like that. We're trying to keep you guys a secret," I said.
"Perhaps you can help me pick and alt mode as well."
"Yeah. Good idea."
Elita bent down and grabbed me around my waist again. She left the lookout with me in her hand. For some reason, felt that something was wrong with this picture. I don't know why but I didn't feel safe with her. We stopped and hid behind some trees right next to the road. Lots of cars were passing by.
"So, do you want a car or truck or plane…?" I asked her.
"I'm not a flyer," she replied. Her answer was crisp, but I ignored it.
"I don't have wings so I can't have an alt mode that flies," she drawled.
I frowned. "Car it is. Do you want speed or dexterity?"
"I'd prefer speed."
"Alright then. How about that one?" I asked her, pointing to a sports car. It was a 2007 Porsche Cayman, one that seemed to fit her style. She grimaced a little.
"I'm not overly fond of that color scheme, but I can change it," she said. A green beam went over the car as she scanned it. She sat me down so that she could transform. I turned and nearly groaned at the color she chose. No offense to her or her style, but I hate pink. Her passenger side door flew open. "Get in," she ordered. I frowned and got in slowly. She slammed the door shut and didn't bother to put my seatbelt on. Now, I knew something was up. She revved her engine and sped off into the city. I said that I would show her around, so I began to tell her what some of the things were in the city.
"Well, if you look to your left, you'll see some buildings. And if you look to your right, you'll see a speed limit. You're speeding, and here on Earth, that can get you a ticket," I said.
"What's a slip of paper going to do to me?" she growled. I pursed my lips.
"If you get too many of them, they'll put a boot on your tire. Then, you won't be able to move. I mean, take an interest! Slow down, dammit!" I shouted. She remained silent, but slowed down anyway. "Now, on with the tour. If you look in front of you, you'll see a small, yellow rectangle dangling from a wire. That's called a stoplight," I said through gritted teeth. The light changed to yellow. "If the dot is yellow, that means slow down. If the dot is red, which it now is, that means stop or you'll run somebody over or run into someone. I don't think that'll sit too well with your dearest Optimus," I hissed. She slammed on the brakes right before running the stoplight. Her engine was revving in anger.
"Watch your mouth, fleshling," she growled. Her holoform appeared in the driver's seat. It alarmed me, but I didn't want her to know that. Her holoform had on a pink shirt with dark blue jeans and pink shoes. Her hair was blonde with streaks of pink running through it. She turned to look at me. The look in her eyes reminded me of a Decepticon's when they were angry.
"I'm sorry, but 'fleshling' is not my name. You can call me Spade," I said. I turned back to the stoplight. "The light's green, so you can move now."
And boy, did she move. She floored it as soon as I finished my sentence. She drove at unnatural speeds, leading me to believe that she was going to try to kill me. "There's this other thing called speeding! That will have you arrested and I know good and damn well that won't make Optimus happy!" I shouted.
That time, she didn't say anything. She drove to a forest area. As soon as we came to a clearing, she unbuckled the seatbelt and threw the door open, causing me to roll out. I grunted and tried to slide back, but she wasn't having any of that. Elita transformed and slammed her hand down right next to my body. I started to pant in slight fear. Optimus loved this bitch?
"Look, I don't know what you're problem is, but this is not how an Autobot is supposed to treat humans!" I shouted.
"Shut up!" she screamed. She snatched me right off of the ground, causing my head to snap back painfully. I whimpered and looked her in the optics once she brought me up to her face. She moved some of my hair to reveal the tattoo on my neck. "What is his name doing on your neck?" she growled.
"What's it to you?" I hissed. She squeezed my body tightly. It wasn't enough to hurt or break anything, but regardless.
"Listen to me you little glitch. You will stay away from him. Optimus belongs to me and me only. If he wanted you, I'm sure he would have said something by now," she snarled. That cut me a little deep and she seemed to take notice. A smirk grew on her face. "Oh, so the little human has a crush on the big Cybertronian," she mocked. "Why would he want to be with a species this small and fleshy? I think we both know that you don't have a chance with him. Stay away from him!"
I didn't say anything. I couldn't say anything. I took some of things she said to heart. But I wouldn't back down. "Or what?" I asked. She frowned at me. "You can't do anything to me and get away with it. Optimus is my best friend and he always will be. I don't even know why you think I'm trying to steal him from you. I think you believe that I have a chance of being with him more than I do. Otherwise, we wouldn't even have this conversation right now. You think I'm a threat. And if you do kill me, all fingers will point to you."
She remained silent. "And you know what else? He's going to wonder where I got these mysterious bruises from. I don't think you can get bruises easily from riding in a car and looking around. Wouldn't it be a shame if he dumped you because you hurt me?"
Elita brought her hand up and stepped back. "You win this round. But I'm back now. You still have no chance of being his mate. You can't give him what I did."
"I sure hope not! Based on what you have demonstrated to me, I would be devastated if I could give him anything you gave him," I replied. She glared at me and I glared right back. Then I scoffed. "Could you take me back to the lookout please? It's almost my curfew."
Okay. So Elita-1 may be a little OOC here. Or is it OCC? I keep forgetting which one. But it's a little obvious that these two will not get along too well. But I had to throw this in there because I can't imagine Elita reacting calmly to seeing her mate's name on another femme. How would you react? Well, that is all. This chapter was posted the same day as the Escaspades finished, as promised. No flames or I will have them removed! See you later!
Denali Prime out!
