Sorry, forgot to mention that this story takes place in the Transformers Animated world. This fight is around the time after the Autobots established their base. Do NOT own transformers. Wish we did. But alas we shall prevail.
Optimus stood dumbstruck. Time just seemed to stand still around them, even Starscream stopped his attack on the 'bots to gape at what happened. Optimus, not even noticing that the laser fire had stopped, got up and ran over to check on the mech. Bumblebee and Prowl went over and stood close to their friend and new ally to give some cover if Starscream started his onslaught again. Said 'con saw what was happening and decided that now was a good time to high tail it. (And when we say high tail we do mean HIGH TAIL).
"So long Autoscum," he yelled down to them "I'll be seeing you later." Bumblebee and Prowl both looked up then to each other with confused looks on their faceplates. "You just leavin' like that?" 'Bee yelled back "No blasting our skid plates off?"
"Don't give him any ideas." Prowl hissed.
"Heh heh heh You should know the Decepticon's golden rule, Autobots," Starscream said while slowly backing away "Those who fight and run away,"
"Live to run away again" 'Bee quickly finished for him with a smirk. Prowl didn't know whether to smirk along with him or slap him upside his head. He decided to do neither.
Starscream would of retaliated but when he looked over and saw that prime was recovering from his shock, he didn't want to press his luck even more than he had already. He knew that Primes, even young ones such as him, had a tendency of flying off the handle when their friends were attacked. He remembered that it was this single Autobot that defeated him in their last altercation, and he didn't want to pound out more dents from his armor. Primus he still had some left from his last encounter with the young autobot. With one last devilish smirk he took off leaving behind two very confused mechs and two very oblivious ones. Optimus glanced up once to make sure Starscream was really gone, then scooped up the damaged mech and made his way to the ship, Prowl and 'Bee quickly following.
It was then that the two saw that the ship was still in one piece. It looked like a total slag heap, but still one piece none the less. Prowl, on closer inspection, saw that the ship had automated fire extinguishers installed in the walls and ceiling. Which was unusual since only larger ships such as theirs had automated fire extinguishers and smaller ships like this Star Jumper were provided with hand used extinguishers much like what the humans used. 'Bee on the other hand was trying to snoop in every single crevice he could get into without straying more than 5 feet from Prowl or Prime (Which, considering their sizes isn't that far). A soft moan brought them back to the present and they followed the sound to the back of the ship.
The ship itself wasn't that large, only About half the size of their own but it had a few descent sized areas. A cockpit, a small kitchen with an energon dispenser, a room with a recharge berth and desk, a storage closet, and next to that at the very back a tiny medical room. It had a few basic machinery for medical care and one berth, it was just bad enough that both bots could already hear Ratchet's tirade if he saw this little pitiful room of a Med. Bay. Optimus had already placed their mysterious friend on the lone berth and said mysterious friend was coming back online.
Slowly the mech sat up rubbing his head and swaying slightly, obviously disoriented. You didn't need to be a medi-bot to see the poor thing was a little loopy. Now that all the excitement was over everyone got a good look at their new friend. Optimus had taken off his helmet and placed it on a med tray near the berth. He had a very basic helm design, smooth, nothing adorning it except the single grey chevron on his forehead and round audios, and he wore a visor and mask so it was impossible to see his features. Looking further down his body he had a boxy sort of look, like what some of the older mechs who fought in the great wars and appeared in old history vids had. But it was hard to tell the mech's age. He didn't move like an old bot but without seeing his face or hearing his voice it was a tough call.
The mech even had basic colors, gunmetal grey and black (Most likely scorch marks from Starscream's weapon), like he never even bothered to get a paintjob in his entire function cycle. And what made this mech even more odd, was the fact he didn't sport the Autobot insignia. Optics roamed all over the body but no red Autobot symbol anywhere, in fact the wounds that were supposed to of riddled the mechs body were absent as well. This mech was getting more and more mysterious by the minute. But the straw that broke the proverbial camels back was what the mech did when he got his senses all together. Shaking his head to clear the last bit of static the mech looked around surprised to be in his tiny Med. Bay when he suddenly spotted Optimus. After two clicks to process this and another to remember how his body worked, he launched himself at Prime, wrapped his arms around as much of Optimus as he could reach and kept repeating his name over and over again. "Somethin' tells me this guy knows the boss bot." 'Bee whispered, ever stating the obvious.
And this day kept on giving more surprises. Optimus wrapped his arms around the mech, who was talking 50 words a minute, trying to give some solace. "I can't believe that I found you in a backwoods star system like this! I mean I knew you were alive and that I would find you but not here." His voice was a little gravely and sounded distorted, probably from the mask or the attack, but it was still hard to gage the mechs age. "But I'm glad your alright, I was afraid when that 'con came and you started to fight him." Then realization set in. "I CAN'T BEILEVE YOU FOUGHT A BLASTIN 'CON!" and without warning or provocation the mech jumped on top of the berth and knocked Optimus upside his head with his fist, leaving no dent but a nice resounding clang was heard. All Optimus did was rub his head and smile at this crazy mech.
"Ahem." all eyes turned to Prowl who decided it was time to clear up some things about their strange new friend, but again the mech surprised them. He made a small sound in the back of his vocalizer that sounded suspiciously like an "eep" and lunged himself at Optimus again but kept his head bowed and made no further noises. Prowl raised on optic ridge while Bumblebee gaped, how could someone be all happy and relieved to being angry to afraid in the span of 2 minutes an not get whiplash. Optimus looked at the mech in his arms to his crew members and sighed, "Could you give us a minute?" Looking at his crew's face plates he knew they wanted to argue. At least 'Bee looked like he was ready to argue, Prowl had a neutral look so it was impossible to tell with him. He was glad when Prowl reached out and grabbed Bumblebee's arm and half pulled half dragged a protesting 'Bee out of the tiny Med. Bay, around a corner and out of sight.
Prime gave a small sigh, glad to avoid an argument for once. He returned his attention to the mech that was latched onto him and smiled. "It's ok, they're gone, you can let go now." The mech released Optimus and looked up at him, even though Prime couldn't see it, he knew his friend was smiling at him from behind the mask. He returned the hidden smile, "Why don't you take off all that armor? I bet you'd be a bit more comfortable." The mech looked at the entrance of the bay warily. "You don't have to worry, they won't see you and they won't judge. Besides it's going to be a bit tough hiding it from the others." Optimus responded to what he knew his friend was feeling. And with a nod the mech relented and waved for Optimus to leave, "I need a little privacy thank you very much."
Optimus nodded and left the Med. Bay to find his men. After a quick scan around he found both of them snooping in the storage closet. "What are you two doing?" he asked them. "oh slag!" 'Bee exclaimed. Opening the door the bigger bot reached in and brought out both smaller bots, holding each by their scruff bars. Bee was wiggling and struggling with Optimus' arm trying to get him off. Prowl on the other hand (No pun intended) looked like he wanted to disappear into thin air. He was extremely embarrassed, I mean he was a Cyber Ninja for Primus' sake, he should of found a better hiding place or at least tell if Prime was sneaking up on him. Raising both bots to his optic level Optimus waited for their excuse. "We weren't doing anything!" Bee yelped still trying to dislodge Optimus' grip on him. Prime raised an optic ridge at that giving both a 'you got to be kidding me look'. "Well it's the truth, technically we weren't doing anything." Bee grumbled, giving up on getting out of Prime's grip and wilting in defeat.
Seeing that Bee calmed down and that both bots wouldn't bolt on him, Optimus gently placed both down on their stabilizing servos, crossed his arms across his chest and waited for another explanation. The two younger bots exchanged a look with each other, knowing they were in trouble. Looking back at their leader opened their mouths to explain when they were interrupted by another voice, "Ok I'm done. How do I look?" They all turned to the entrance of the Med. Bay and the two younger bots were floored by what they saw, Optimus was as calm as could be. There standing behind Optimus wasn't a mech like they assumed but a femme. A very pretty femme at that. "You look nice." Optimus responded to the unexpected question. He turned back to his teammates and saw the looks of confusion on their face plates directed his way. Knowing that lecturing them about hiding in the storage closet wouldn't get resolved before answering their questions he turned and gestured for the femme to come over. She looked a little apprehensive about it but walked slowly over to Optimus and almost instantly latched on to his side.
Optimus put an arm around her shoulders and turned his gaze back to Prowl and Bumblebee, "Prowl, Bee, I'd like to introduce the both of you to System, a courier bot and one of my closest friends."
To be continued…..
More to come.
Sorry about taking so long in updating but I'm not the most motivated of authors but I promise to try harder, but the plot bunnies in my head haven't been let out for a while so I cant see how this story will be in the future. Sorry again.
