Uzumaki Suiren: The disclaimer: I don't own Transformers cause if I did then Bumblebee would be able speak by the Third movie and Hotshot, Red Alert, Landmine, Overdrive, Prowl, and Leobreaker would have been added into the movies plus Jazz, Ironhide, Ratchet, and many others wouldn't have been killed off and the new animations artwork wouldn't suck. I do, however own, Triton Magnus Alexopoulos. Remember to Read and Review to let me know what you think, but it you don't the twist that I make then stop reading and find something else. Also don't leave a review that's flame or I will find a way to block you. Ja ne.
...My Line...
Triton Magnus Alexopoulos is an 22-year-old Marine and an older Brother from a Greek Pureblood Most Noble House of Witches and Wizards, who had moved to the States from England in the 1700s, and joined the Wizarding World colonies. However, he has a secret that only his Mother, the Head of the Most Noble House of Alexopoulos knows that he keeps close to the chest. Since the age of 5, Triton has kept his secret in the dark, but when his younger Brother's friend, Sam Witwicky buys a car that turns out to be an robotic life form from another planet, his secret is forced out into the open all while Triton finds himself falling in love with the Leader of the Autobots.
Slow Going Optimus Prime/Original Mech Hybrid Character(s)
Samuel James Witwicky/Mikaela Banes
...My Line...
It didn't long for the Alexopoulos Brothers to return home to a completely white mansion that has blue trimmings with Apollo driving his new shiny cherry red 2007 Chevrolet Corvette z06 hardtop. Once the two of them were inside, the younger of the two headed into the kitchen were he pulled out a soda from the frig before he turned to his Brother, who had pureed himself a glass of wine.
"Hey, Triton."
"Hmm?"
"Mikaela had invited us to a party at the lake," the red tinted dark haired boy answered as he opened his soda. "Do you want to go?"
Triton took a sip of his wine while thinking about.
"Sure," he answered finally. "Sounds like fun." He then finished off the wine. "We need to get going if we're going to stop by Sam's so that I can clean his car for him."
"Alright," Apollo answered as he took a drink of the cold beverage. "I'll change into something else."
"Alright," his Brother agreed as he watched him leave. "I'll be driving to Sam's though and carpool there with him!"
"GOT IT!" he heard his Brother called back.
Triton let out a sigh before he cleaned the wine glass, dried it, and followed by putting it away before he headed for his room to put on his swimming shorts for when he watched the camaro while also making sure that he packed a change of clothes for the party. Once the two of them were ready to go, they then took the oldest truck to the Witwicky's home.
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The young Scout sat in the drive way of the Witwicky family home in his alt-mode when the blue tinted dark haired mech older Brother of the best friend of Samuel walked over to stand in front of him with more skin showing then before. He was holding a blue trimed black backpack as he looked at the camaro before sighing.
"Well, time to get you cleaned up for Sam," he stated as he placed his hands on his hips.
Bumblebee watched as he walked towards the garage where he put away the backpack and pulled out cleaning supplies before pouring soap into the bucket that he had placed down next to him. He then filled it with water and dropped a sponge into it before he turned the water hose onto him causing the young Autobot to jump at the cold water hitting him as the Alexopoulos rise him down.
Bumblebee didn't know what to do as he watched the handsome mech put the hose down, pick up the sponge, and started to wash him down while ignoring the fact that he had moved. The Scout relaxed as he was cleaned by the mech though when he reached the hood of the alt-mode before stopping when he couldn't reach the spot in the center of it, did he pay a bit more attention.
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Triton stared at the spot that he hadn't gotten to yet before letting out a sigh. He knew that he was being stupid and acting a bit like a girl which had mentally shuddering. And so, with another sigh, the young Alexopoulos leaned over the hood to reach the spot though the action caused the hood of the Camaro to heat up under him.
"That's the way...ah, ah, ah...I like it...ah, ah, ah," the radio played as the 22-year-old boy had to pressing up against the Camaro to reach the spot.
This had the blue tinted dark head to roar back in anger and embarrassment.
"What in the P-Hell?" Triton growled in anger as he glared at the Camaro. "I swear either you are alive or I'm going insane."
The young Alexopoulos just continued to glare as the car jumped in surprise.
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Bumblebee could only watch the blue tinted dark haired boy, who truly had the Autobot symbol pendent around his neck, and a birthmark matching the symbol in the middle of his chest.
::Bumblebee to Optimus Prime:: the young Autobot commed.
::Optimus here:: the Prime answered. ::Have you find the Witwicky boy, yet?::
::Yes, Sir:: Bumblebee informed as he watched the mech rinsed the soap off of him. ::However, I thought that you should know that the older Brother of Samuel's friend has an Autobot symbol pendent around his neck. He even has a birthmark in the same shape, too, and from what Samuel has said is that the youngest has a pendent that is similar around his neck::
::Dat is so weird:: a gangster sounding voice butted in.
::I agree Jazz:: the Prime agreed. ::I'll have Ratchet run a scan over the either one of them or both:: He vented a sigh. ::Send the signal tonight::
::Understood Optimus:: Bumblebee stated. ::Bumblebee out::
The young Autobot went back to watching the mech as he put everything away.
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Once everything was put away, Triton went about drying him off before patting the hood of the Camaro and then gave him a waxing and buffing.
"Well, that's all I can do for today," the blue tinted dark haired teen sighed as he finished with sigh. "Maybe tomorrow I'll add some new paint.
After making sure that he put everything away, the young Alexopoulos then pulled out his clothing for the Lake Party before undressing in the garage. He pulled on a pair of baggy black jeans that hanged off his right hip, a stone wash jean jacket over a blue muscle t-shirt, and a pair of New Balance black trimmed blue tennis shoes with black soles. He then pulled out a comb and ran it through his hair before he put his pendant around his neck allowing it hang with his dog tags. Letting out a sigh, the young Alexopoulos looked at the pendent and ran his thumb over the strange symbols that hanged from the bottom of the face as his Oppiluk ran through his mind. With one last sigh, Triton grabbed two Jerichoes 9 mm handguns that he tucked into the waistband of his jeans making sure that his shirt and jacket hide them before he walked out of garage and back out to his truck where he threw his backpack into the bed.
"TRITON!"
The marine turned around to see his Brother and Sam walking towards his Camaro as the Witwicky parents were talking. With a small smile came to the blue tinted dark haired adult's face when he walked over to the car where he allowed his Brother to climb into the back before he gave a small wave to the Witwicky parents and then he climbed into the passenger seat.
"I want you home at eleven o'clock!" Judy Witwicky called out to Sam.
"Yeah, alright," Sam called back.
"Eleven o'clock!" Ron reinforced as Sam waved.
"Please, for the love of God, drive safely," Judy called out once again as Sam started the Camaro before letting out a gasp.
"Seat belts on!" Ron yelled at them as Sam pulled out the drive away.
The two Brothers let out a slight laugh at that though the rest of they said went unheard.
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"Hey, Apollo," Sam spoke up as he drove.
"Yeah?" he asked while he looked at him.
The young male swallowed nervously while glancing at his from the corner of his eyes at him unaware that his very much alive Camaro was listening in.
"Umm...don't get mad, but I promised that I'll pick Miles up for the Lake Party," he told his as calmly as possible.
At that moment, the Camaro went deathly quiet though both Triton and Sam noticed Apollo's eyes narrow and darken from the rear-view mirror.
"I'm sorry, but it almost sounded like you said that you were going to pick up Miles," he stated as calmly as possible.
Sam once again swallowed as he was hit the young Alexopoulos' well placed glare in anger though the young Autobot was horrified that a young human teen can even have a glare that just seems to go right through the person it was aimed at.
"Yeah, that's what I said," he informed.
"Samuel James Witwicky!" Apollo growled almost sounding a bit demonic. "You know that I hate Miles especially when he likes to make fun of the fact I'm a jock." He let out another growl as Sam pulled up onto Miles Street. "I swear to the gods that if he tries anything Samuel then both him and you well disappear to never be seen again. Got it?"
"GOT IT!" Sam yelled in fear as he glared at him before Triton quickly climbing into the back to try and calm down his younger Brother.
The young Autobot Scout watched as the teen crossed his arms over his chest as the adult of the group talked calmly to him in a different language, but Bumblebee could still see Apollo's anger rolling off him in waves though the young Scout was a bit worried about the fact that he had looked serious about making both boys disappear.
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"Dude, are you sure we're invited to this party?" Miles asked as they pulled up to the lake.
"Of course, Miles," answered Sam. "It's a lake. Public property and besides the Alexopoulos Brothers were invited." All the two tinted dark haired siblings did was roll their eyes while Apollo kept his arms crossed over his chest. "Oh, my God. Oh, my God, dude, Mikaela's here." All four of them then out of the Camaro once it was parked. "Just don't do anything weird, all right?" Apollo and Triton couldn't help, but snort as he walked over to Mikaela with a small smile. "I'm good, right?"
"Hey, Mikky," Apollo greeted.
"I'm so glad you came, Apollo," the dark-haired girl told him as they hugged for a brief moment.
"I couldn't leave you here by yourself with all these idiots," cackled the young boy.
She then turned to the oldest of the two males with a smile.
"It's good to see you again, Triton," Mikaela told him. "Are you on leave?"
"It good to see you, too, Mikaela," the Marine said with a small smile. "And yes, I am. It's a two week leave."
"And then back to overseas," his Brother sighed at that.
Triton shot his Brother a playful glare while the teenage girl giggled.
"Hey, guys, check it out," Trent said getting their attention along with his friends. "Oh, hi. Hey, bro." Apollo narrowed his eyes at his fellow football player though he ended up rolling his eyes as Miles started to climb a tree. "That car. It's nice. Hey. So, what are you guys doing here?"
"We're here to climb this tree," Sam answered as Trent walked over to them.
"I see that," was the jock's response as he watched. "It looks- It looks fun."
"Yeah."
"You know, I thought I recognized you. You tried out for the football team last year, right?"
Apollo flinched as he remembered that epic fail while his Marine Brother shook his head.
"Oh, no, no, no, that- No. That wasn't like a... real tryout. I was researching a book I was writing."
"Oh, yeah?" Trent asked while the younger Alexopoulos raised eyebrow.
"Yeah."
"Yeah? What's it about? Sucking at sports?"
"Haha," Sam laughed nervously. "No, it's about the link between brain damage and football. No, it's a- it's a good book. Your- Your friends will love it. You know, it's got mazes in it and, you know, little coloring areas, sections, pop-up pictures. It's a lot of fun."
Mikaela and Apollo shared a look before the two of them moved towards them.
"That's funny," Trent growled as he stepped forward.
"Okay, okay," the dark-haired girl said as she stepped in between them while the red tinted dark-haired boy stood next to her with his arms crossed. "You know what?" Mikaela pushed on Trent's chest. "Stop."
The young girl and boy then walked back to the group though the two siblings looked at Sam with a 'Nice going' look.
"Hey, guys, I know of a party. Let's go, let's head."
Both Apollo and Mikaela stood next to each other as they faced Trent.
"Hey, how about you let me drive?" Mikaela asked him with a smile.
"Oh, no," answered Trent at once. "No, no, no. This is not a toy. These twenty-twos, I don't want you grinding them. No. Why doesn't my little bunny and my teammate just hop in the back seat?"
"Oh," sighed Mikaela. "Oh God, I can't even tell you how much I'm not your little bunny."
She then reached into the truck and pulled out her bag before both her and the Apollo turned around and started to walk down the street away from the group.
"Oh-kay," Trent said with a shrug. "You'll call me."
The older brother watched the younger walk away with Mikaela feeling pride in the fact that Apollo wasn't going to let her walk home alone.
...My Line...
A smile came to the red tinted dark haired Alexopoulos as he heard a familiar Camaro drive up to them before slowly to a stop.
"Who's gonna come around-" the radio was playing.
"Mikaela!" Sam called out. "It's Sam."
"-when you break?"
"Witwicky?" he asked. "I hope I didn't get you stranded or anything." Mikaela looked over at Apollo, who let out a cackle, while shrugging. "You sure? So, listen, I was wondering if I could ride you home. I mean- give you a ride home in my car, to your house." The dark-haired girl stopped before both her and the young Alexopoulos turned to the Camaro. "There you go." Apollo climbed into the back first where his Brother was before Mikaela got into the front. "So...uh..."
"I can't believe that I'm here right now," the dark-haired girl sighed.
"You can duck down if you want," the young Witwicky told her. "I mean, it won't hurt my feelings."
"Oh, no, no, no," she said quickly when she realized what it sounded like. "I didn't mean- I didn't mean here with you. I just meant here, like, in this situation."
"Oh," Sam breathed.
"This same situation that I'm always in," she told him. "'Cause, I don't know, I guess I just have a weakness for hot guys, for, for tight abs and really big arms."
"Big arms?" asked Sam.
"Still doesn't mean that you should have to settle with a guy like that has a small brain," Triton informed her.
Mikaela let out a giggle as she was the only one that knows that the oldest of the two siblings wasn't into females, but males.
"Well, uh, there's a couple new additions in the car," he told her making the young girl to look at him. "Like, I just put in that light there." He was trying to show off his muscles to Mikaela. "And that disco ball. And so the light reflects off the disco ball."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Are you...are you new to school?" Mikaela asked him. "This year? This your first year?"
'Well, this is awkward,' the two Brothers thought.
"Oh, no," answered Sam. "No. We've been in the same school since first grade."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"No."
"Yeah, a long time."
"Well, do-do we have any classes together?" Mikaela asked him.
"Oh. Yeah, yeah."
"Really? Which?"
"History," Sam answered. "Language arts. Math. Science."
"Sam."
"Sam. Yeah."
"Sam Wilkicky."
"Wit-wicky," Sam corrected.
"God, you know what?" asked the dark-haired girl. "I'm so sorry. I just-"
"No, it's cool."
"I just didn't recognize you."
"Yeah, well, I mean, that's understandable," Sam told her before the Camaro started to drive on its own. "Ah, no, no, no. No. Come on." The two young Alexopoulos looked at the radio when it turned on playing Sexual Healing before they started to cackle. "Sorry, I'm just working out the kinks. You know, it's a new car."
"When I get that feeling, I want sexual healing-"
"Oh. This radio is, like, you know- It's an old radio, too, so-"
"Sexual healing. Sex-u-al."
The siblings cackling turned into a full-blown laughter.
"Look, this isn't something that I, you know- I can't get this radio to stop. Look, I wouldn't try this on you. You know. 'Cause this is like a romantic, romantic thing that I'm not trying to do.
"Uh-huh," Mikaela said sarcastically as she was pulling her into a half ponytail.
"Not that you're not worthy of trying something like this on."
The Alexopoulos' were holding their sides as he laughed harder when the Camaro played I feel good as they came to a stop on top of a hill.
"No, of course not."
"I'm a friend of yours. I'm not a romantic friend. Romantic friends do this. I mean, I'm not that- that friend. I mean, we- I could be. If-"
"Wooooah! Ah feel good!"
"Just pop the hood," Mikaela ordered as she got out of the Camaro with both Triton and Apollo right behind her still cackling and it wasn't long before Sam joined the two siblings and female in front of the car. "Whoa, nice headers." Once the hood was up. "You've got a high-rise double-pump carburetor. That's pretty impressive, Sam."
"Double-pump?"
"It squirts the fuel in so you can go faster," Triton answered for Mikaela
"Oh. I like to go faster."
"And it looks like your, ah, your distributor cap's a little... loose."
"Yeah?" asked Sam. "How did you know that?"
"Uh, my dad," she answered. "He was a real grease monkey. He taught me all about this. I could take it all apart, clean it, put it back together."
"That's weird," Sam said in surprise. "I just wouldn't peg you for mechanical." He then looked away from her. "Oh my God."
"Well, you know, I don't really broadcast it," she informed. "Guys don't like it when you know more about cars than they do. Especially not Trent."
"Unh."
"He hates it."
"Yeah, no, I'm cool with, uh, you know, females working on my engine. I prefer it, actually."
"Okay," Mikaela stated while Apollo started to cackle again. "You want to fire it up for me?"
"Oh, yeah, yeah, no problem."
"Thanks."
"You know, I was thinking. You know, if Trent's such a jerk, why do you hang out with him?"
The siblings both face palmed while the unknown Autobot mentally groaned in disbelief while Mikaela let out a sigh.
"You know what?" she asked. "I'm just, uh, I'm gonna walk. Ah...Good luck with your car."
"Alright," Sam stated as Mikaela grabbed her bag out of the Camaro before both her and Apollo walked away. "Walking's healthy, right?" Triton jumped into the back seat as Sam got into the driver seat quickly. "Oh, God, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Come on, please. Please, you gotta work for me now. Don't let her walk away. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on. Please, please."
"Baby come back!" the radio started to play.
"Whoo."
"Any kind of fool could see!"
"Hey!" Sam yelled as he quickly slammed the hood closed and got back into the Camaro before spinning it around.
Apollo noticed the smile on Mikaela's face as they walked.
"There was something- in everything about you... Baby come back! Yeeaah! You can blame it all on me!"
"Hey!" Sam yelled as he drove up to them. "Wait a second!"
"I was wrong, and I just can't live without you!"
The young Banes and Alexopoulos than got back into the Camaro and Sam took off down the road.
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"There it is," Sam told Mikaela when he pulled up in front of her place.
"I had fun," the dark-haired girl told him. "Um. So, you know, thanks for listening."
The youngest Alexopoulos smiled as the radio played What I've Done.
"Oh, yeah, yeah."
"You-you think I'm shallow?"
The red tinted dark haired boy looked at his dark-haired friend in surprise and disbelief along with Sam.
"I think you're...No. No, no, no. I think there's a lot more than meets the eye with you."
Apollo sat up straighter at that when a voice that he could barely remember sounded through his head.
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"There's going to be more to the Brothers then meets the eye, Hera," a deep male voice stated.
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"Okay," Mikaela told him with a chuckle.
"Yeah."
"Alright, I'll see you at school."
"Alright," Sam agreed as she got out of the Car and walked towards the house. "That's stupid...that was a stupid line. There's more than meets the eye with you. Stupid." He looked back up at her to see that Mikaela waved at him before walking inside. "Oh God." Sam let out a chuckle. "Oh my God. I love my car."
"Good job, Sam," Apollo told him as Triton climbed into the front.
"Thanks, Apollo," Sam thanked him.
"Well, let's get back to your place," Triton asked. "After all, Apollo and I have to get home."
"Right," Sam cackled.
The two Alexopoulos smiled before Sam headed for his neighborhood so they could pick up Triton's truck.
