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Harry Potter/Transformers Movie Crossover
When Worlds Collide
Chapter 2
Ratchet made a few adjustments to the monitoring system currently hooked up to one James Evanson. He looked at the teen with sad optics, surveying the comatose human for any signs of waking up.
It had been two years since the boy went into a coma after shoving the All-Spark into Megatron's chest which effectively killed the Decepticon leader.
Two years of both humans and Autobots waiting for their savior to wake up.
Quite a lot happened after the boy defeated Megatron resulting in the remaining Decepticons fleeing for their lives. The Autobots were now exposed to the public though only the President of the United States of America, his Secretary of Defense, and the American Military knew the full story of their existence.
It was a closely guarded secret that they weren't ready to reveal yet in full.
Clean up was immediately started, the American government diverting billions of dollars into the restoration of Mission City which was the battleground of the most recent Autobot-Decepticon war.
Also, money was diverted into the creation of a base where the Autobots and the veterans of Mission City would hole up and train in case more Decepticons appeared, put them out of commission with a joint task force approved by the US Government and the Pentagon.
Despite Megatron's death, his minions were still around giving everyone a migraine so this was a necessary move as a counter strike.
The presence of James and his actions in Mission City revealed the existence of another group of humans who had the same powers as the teen, though Ratchet could feel that it wasn't as powerful as the human sleeping on the bed in front of him.
They were ants compared to what James could do and it felt right thinking that.
The American Ministry of Magic immediately confronted the President of the United States America about the powerful surge of magical energy in Mission City.
Of course, the President knew what happened so he immediately called up a meeting to include the Secretary of Defense, Optimus Prime, and some soldiers who witnessed James in action, namely Major Lennox and Sergeant Epps.
After the two-day storytelling cum discussion, it was unanimously decided that James Evanson would be awarded a position in the US Military as a consultant due to this actions that saved thousands of lives and Earth as a whole.
The US Minister of Magic knew who James really was since he was the one who approved of the boy to become a citizen. The man was in awe of the teen since not only did the boy survive the Killing Curse as a babe, it would seem that Harry Potter, now James Evanson, was a hero again, but this time, at a much large scale.
It was then that the US Ministry of Magic awarded James Evanson a position in the magical government, to serve as a liaison for the mundane government and the Autobots. Also, the Minister made sure that every wrinkle and bumps about James stay in the US would be smoothed out since he knew that Britain was currently on a warpath to find their savior due to Voldemort finally coming out of the closet like the proverbial boogeyman.
To that end, he gave James Evanson full adult status so no one would be able to control the boy. After telling the President his reasons, his counterpart immediately did the same and got the paperwork rolling to that effect.
It was a week later that James Evanson was considered a full adult by both mundane and magical government. Britain no longer had a hold on him and it was better that way.
Despite how much the three superpowers wanted to celebrate this appointment, they couldn't because the teen that was the cause of their happiness was still in a coma, the result of his chivalrous act of sacrificing himself to save the world.
When the NEST base was completed thanks to the joint effort of the Autobots, the President, the US military, and the US Ministry of Magic; James Evanson was moved to a private room inside the hospital wing with Ratchet supervising everything.
It didn't surprise everyone that James had a lot of visitors while sleeping. Autobots, wizards, witches, and military personnel would drop by the hospital wing to whisper to the boy their thanks while telling him to wake up and join them soon.
Among the Autobots, it was Jazz who took James incapacitation the worst.
After explaining to his fellow bots that James saved his life from being snuffed out by Megatron, they understood immediately. The Cybertronians had a strict honor code and Jazz was honor-bound to his duty to serve as James' bodyguard until the teen no longer wished his company – though many doubted that since everyone knew how James looked up to the Jazz, both as a companion and a friend.
It was a normal sight to see Jazz kneeling beside the bed of James Evanson for hours to days, until Ratchet would shove him out for a recharge.
No one messes with the medical bot and even Optimus made sure not to anger the 'Mother Hen of the Hospital Wing' as the soldiers dubbed him.
A lot happened with the Autobots in the span of two years while James was in a coma.
Optimus' broadcast across the galaxy reached quite a few Autobots who immediately came to Earth.
The first who came were the triplets – Arcee, Chromia, and Elita- three sister-bots who took the form of motorcycles and expensive ones too.
The second pair to arrive was the Twins – Skid and Mudflap, the most notorious pranksters among the Autobots.
These two were shortly followed by Jolt and Sideswipe.
The newcomers were immediately briefed as to what happened to Megatron and the battle at Mission City. The new bots looked at James in awe and was saddened that a boy who sacrificed so much to help them was now stuck in bed, not knowing if he would ever wake up.
Some Decepticons did appear after the fall of Megatron but they were immediately put down by the joint effort of the Autobots and NEST operatives. However, in the past few months, there was an increase in Decepticon activity and it worried everyone on the base why that was.
They all knew that something was stirring in the Decepticon's side of the fence and they didn't like it that they knew little to none.
Ratchet sighed and was about to leave the room when one of his Cybertronian monitoring devices he created using Earth technology beeped.
Surprised, the medical bot immediately went back to the console and saw an increase in James' mental activity.
Ratchet grinned.
It would seem that James was waking up. He immediately went out of the room to find Optimus. Everyone definitely needed to know that their savior was going to be with them soon.
His grin widened when he thought of Jazz and how he would react that his charge was coming back online, so to speak.
The hospital wing was quite crowded – eleven Autobots and the veterans of Mission City which includes Lennox and Epps; all crowded together in the large room waiting for James to wake up.
Their breaths hitched, well those who needed oxygen anyway, when they heard a huge beep from the monitoring system and saw the rapid increase in James' brain activity from the screen.
Their breath's hitched again, but this time accompanied by an expectant shifting of metal from the bots, when they heard James groan.
They were surprised, though, when the first thing that came out of the teen's mouth was a curse.
"Whoever got that truck to hit me is going to get hit by a spell and torched to oblivion." James cursed weakly before opening his eyes. He groggily looked around until he saw everyone looking at him with happiness on their faces. "Hiyah, folks."
James was overwhelmed when everyone started talking all at once. The combination of human shouts and robot voices made everything incomprehensible to his ears.
Annoyed at the noise since he was still a big groggy, he raised his hand and channeled a bit of his magic to cause something similar to a noisemaker to shut them up.
He didn't expect for a huge magical surge to travel from his core to his hand which made the bang quite loud. It was definitely loud enough since it released a small shockwave that threw the humans back and the bots to stagger as if hit by an invisible wind.
"Oops." James said with an embarrassed grin on his face before thinking. "Well, at least that shut them up."
"So let me get this straight. I was in a coma for two years and three months. The bloody President of the United States of America awarded me a rank in the military as a consultant. The US Minister of Magic awarded me a position of being a liaison for being the only wizard who had connections with the US government and with the Autobots; and Optimus, in his fried circuit for a brain, decided to award ME of all people with the position of being a consultant and spokesperson of the Cybertronian race to the people of Earth. Did I miss anything?" James asked with obvious sarcasm in his voice. It didn't hurt that his tone was getting more hysterical as he rambled on much to the amusement of everyone in the room.
"Well, being the consultant to the military and the Cybertronian race, you are practically in the same rank as the Secretary of Defense, something like an Ambassador. Great isn't it?" Lennox pointed out which Optimus nodded in agreement.
James stared at Lennox in confusion for a few seconds before a look of horror appeared on his face as he realized what he was being saddled with. To top it all off, he couldn't refuse since these appointment were given to him by two heads of the government that he was a subject of.
"Damn it!" growled James as he slammed his fist down on the table in front of him, which was thankfully devoid of anything except for a glass of water that he requested.
What James didn't expect was for a surge of magic and an unknown energy to fly out in a wave from his fist. The wave of energy hit the monitoring devices beside his bed causing it to shudder. A few seconds later, the machines transformed into tiny robots that looked around with their green optics in confusion before it landed on him. James could see the look of happiness and awe in their optics.
Everyone was looking at James and the three new bots in the room in silence though this was broken when James cursed.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD JUST HAPPENED TO ME?" James screamed in frustration.
Ratchet immediately went to his side and started running a thorough scan of the teen who was shaking his head in obvious frustration. It was ten minutes later that Ratchet was staring at the LCD on his wrist with a look of fascination and horror.
James saw this and felt his gut clench. He knew that what Ratchet found was going to be bad news, especially for him.
"I'm sorry to say this James but it would seem that you absorbed whatever energy the All-Spark gave out after you shoved it into Megatron's chest. From what I gather, the energy reading I am getting from you is the same signature as the cube." Ratchet finally said causing every bot in the room to direct their optics at him before looking at James in awe.
"Spill it out, Ratchet." growled James, the clenching in his gut grew worst.
"It is my great pleasure to inform you, James Evanson, savior of Mission City, that you are now the new All-Spark." the medical officer said with a grin mimicked by every bot in the room.
The howl of rage that James emitted caused everyone, both human and bot, to shiver in pure fear.
James spent a month in the NEST base trying to determine where his life was going and to discover the full extent of his new powers though Ratchet likened it to an upgrade of sorts.
After discovering that he was the new All-Spark because his magic bonded with the cube's energy before shoving it into Megatron's chest, he interviewed Optimus Prime and Ratchet of everything they knew of the Cybertronian artifact since he wanted to know what he was now capable off. Considering how he turned the devices in the room during his outburst, it was quite obvious that he attained some abilities that only the All-Spark could produce.
According to Prime, the Cube was a remnant of an unknown civilization since they had no relevant data of its creation or capabilities. However, it was the Cube that created Cybertron, the Transformers' home planet, and the Transformers themselves. He likened it to how Earth viewed God as the creator of the planet and mankind and James couldn't help but agree with that analogy.
In regards to its capabilities, they only knew of its ability to supply unlimited amount of Energon, a cube of highly-compressed All-Spark energy that sustains the Spark within a Transformer. It could also create new Transformers by directing its energy to a non-sentient machine.
Ratchet, however, provided a more direct explanation considering that he was the Chief Medical Officer of Cybertron before the war and directly used the Cube's energy to help with repairs.
According to the medical bot, the Cube was used as a means to repair Transformers to their peak condition by channeling a bit of its power through a buffer of sorts. Ratchet mentioned that without the buffer to control the surge of All-Spark energy, it would blow up the Spark within a Transformer, killing them in the process. This was what happened to Megatron.
These explanations made it possible for James to find a common ground between the All-Spark and Magic itself.
For starters, the All-Spark had the capability to create life though James decided that the Transformers weren't alive but more of a machine with a brain that can make decisions for itself. This was similar to Transfiguration, transforming one object to another, and using Charms to give it a semblance of sentience and life through animation.
James also theorized that the All-Spark may be one of the theoretical 'Source of Magic' discussed by many wizarding philosophers. After all, it had to come from somewhere and the Cube did crash into Earth a few millennia ago so it was quite possible that the Cube's energy jumpstarted the appearance of Magic into select humans, a pseudo-evolution so to speak.
This may be the reason why the All-Spark bonded with James' magic.
Since he was practically the strongest magic user around, the Cube immediately bonded to him. However, James had to ask why it felt that bonding with the All-Spark was right and made him feel complete. That was a question that would be quite difficult to answer without knowing the origin of the artifact.
Since he became the All-Spark in human form, he agreed to experiment with Ratchet in how to properly use the Cube's energy. But before that would happen, James would be in deep meditation to determine what really happened to his core. After all, that was the first step in properly controlling magic as the goblin healer informed him back in Britain.
James went into a trance and dived deep into his subconscious to finally meet with his new core.
Before the All-Spark incident, his core appeared in the form of an orb, its depths were a hodgepodge of colors ranging from red to black.
After the incident, however, James' core looked quite different – the orb was gone to be replaced by the Cube! Like his orb, the cube-like core was semi-transparent, allowing James to see some sort of a blue spark within. The colors that was the once inside the orb-core were now outside the cube-core, releasing streaks of different-colored energies as it flew around.
This resulted in James finding out that not only does his magic LOOK different, it also FEELS different. It felt alive, really alive, and it whispered to James to be used and manipulated.
If his magic was eager before, it was like an obedient puppy now, waiting to please its master. James had a feeling that the more he used his new magic, the more powerful and easier to manipulate it would be.
While in meditation, James also noticed some additions to his mindscape.
Upon arriving in America, James bought a book on Occlumency and spent a majority of his year creating his mindscape and mental shields. He turned his mindscape into a replica of Hogwarts Library since he found the place his place of solitude.
However, after waking up from his coma and merging with the All-Spark, he noticed a new wing to his mindscape library and it was huge.
There were hundreds, if not thousands of memory books in the new wing. He opened some of them only to see them written in a language alien to him though he felt a nudge in his mind that it should be familiar. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't decipher the rune-like language much to his frustration.
When he showed Ratchet some of the runes he memorized, the medical bot told him that it was the language of the Primes, an old Cybertronian language that disappeared when the original Primes left Cybertron. Only Optimus would know how to read, much less decipher them. James made a mental note to ask Optimus to share his knowledge of the rare Cybertronian language or have it downloaded to a computer to be studied in his spare time.
After all, it was quite possible that the Cube contained the knowledge of its own creation or its creators which inadvertently passed on to him when he bonded with the All-Spark. If he could somehow read and decipher their meaning then it would be a boon to both Autobots and humankind if used properly.
After the meditation, James adjourned to the firing range to see how much his spells change after the merging.
Aside from being more powerful, the only difference was the new ability to create a solid energy-like construct that he could shape and control. He tested it in different scenarios and found out that it was similar to some of those American comics he read during his spare time.
If he was to compare it to something, he would liken it to how Green Lantern used his ring. He could make any solid constructs as long as he had the energy to sustain them and with his ability to absorb ambient energy, it was almost impossible for him to run out unless he drained his core in one go. He immediately experimented with it by using Green Lantern as a template and surprisingly, his experiments yielded amazing results.
Since his magic changed into something similar to the All-Spark's energy, he decided to call his unique magic the Mage-Spark. Tacky but it worked.
He tested his Mage-Spark shield against Ironhide's barrage much to Jazz's protest but the weapon specialist couldn't make a dent even with his most powerful combination of energy cannons and missiles.
James had to laugh himself silly when he saw the giant robots face after the first barrage exploded harmlessly on his shield. Another thing that James noted was the lack of strain in holding the shield against continuous fire unlike what he experienced when protecting his friends from Starscream's attacks.
Another test that James eagerly dove into was his favorite method of flying.
Before the...upgrade, James would use a wandless spell and sustain it with his magic to float, not fly but float. He couldn't fly at adrenalin-rushing speeds no matter how much he tried. However, with the Mage-Spark version, he could cover his entire body with a shield construct and achieve a method of flight that was more welcome than his Firebolt.
After a few test runs, he could float, fly, and even zoom through air without having to put much thought into the action. This was definitely one change that he definitely liked.
When James had a control over his magic, the next test was to determine how much of the All-Spark's ability did he gain. Since the Energon Batteries the Autobots had were almost depleted, Ratchet hooked James up to a converter panel to see if it would siphon the Cube energy in him directly into the battery.
They were surprised that it did that but at a much faster rate.
In most cases, it would take a day to completely fill up an Energon Battery that would power a Transformer for a year back in Cybertron.
Using human electricity requires at least a week to fill up a single battery which was how the Autobots were sustained while on Earth though they had to use their energy sparingly because of how slow the conversion was. In most cases, they had to refrain from being trigger happy with their energy weapons to reduce the drain.
James' Mage-Spark combination filled up the battery in under five minutes and he wasn't even winded.
When Ironhide found out that they had an almost endless supply of energy at their disposal, the bot immediately went to the firing range and used his cannons at their fullest. James had to stop the trigger-happy Autobot because even if they had plenty of Energon for him to use, they didn't have enough money to replace the damage to the firing range and Ironhide was nothing but destructive with his toys.
At the end of the test, Ratchet and James finally ended up filling ten Energon Batteries to the brim giving the bots a solid energy source for years. Optimus had to thank James for that since they had been pulling their punches, afraid of running low on energy during engagement.
The last test was to determine James' ability to create new Transformers.
While James was deep in meditation to investigate the changes in his magic, Ratchet took the time to study the new bots.
The monitoring and diagnostic bots were similar to the original Transformers though their mentality was that of a child due to being newly created. The weird thing was the new bots' ability to immediately transform into their alt mode since the original Transformers had to wait for their system to go into a maturity of sorts before they could do that.
Another fact that Ratchet discovered that the 'sparklings' energy were similar to that of James' Mage-Spark. It was twice as powerful and had a higher output than your run-of-the-mill Transformers.
Meaning, the bots James created or would create were faster, stronger, and more resilient than their counterparts.
James had to stamp his foot down and disagreed when Ratchet brought out a few earth machines for him to transform since he didn't have full control of his Mage-Spark to safely extract the required energy to create new bots. Considering what happened in the hospital wing where James' bout of rage turned five medical equipments into Transformers, he didn't want to take the chance in potentially turning ALL the machines in NEST to new Autobots. That was just too much to handle at this point in time.
Not all the time were used for testing and experiments much to Ratchet and Optimus' persistenece.
James would often spend an hour or two every day with Lennox and Epps as they drilled into him the various protocols involving the US military. Defense Secretary Keller also assisted James by teaching him how the government worked and the chain of command. Optimus also gave him a history lesson of Cybertron, Autobots, and Decepticons.
Fortunately for James, he was mildly talented with his Legilimency that he could just skim through the minds of Lennox, Epps, and Defense Secretary Keller to speed up the lessons, with their permission of course.
James also spent time outside lessons to indulge in a bit of storytelling since he missed a lot of action while he was in a healing coma.
James was disheartened that Sam decided to wash his hands off the Autobots since the boy wanted to live his life normally while attending college.
If there was one thing James learned in life, there was no such thing as normal. His life was a living testament to that. Once you've been touched by the unknown, expect it to come back worst than ever and bite you in the rump with a vengeance.
In the end, James decided to give Sam the space he needed.
Besides, if the increasing Decepticon's activity was anything to go by, Sam would be in the center of the mess…again with James backing the teen up. J
James was also happy that despite how Sam didn't want to see Bumblebee, or any bots for that matter, the Camaro was still around to make sure that his charge was alright.
James could feel a migraine forming after his talk with the American President and the American Minister of Magic.
Thanks to the technology and magical advancement of the United States, James didn't bother to go to a conference in Washington or subject himself to hours kneeling on the floor in a floo conversation. Instead, he talked with the two heads using a large monitor in the command center of the NEST base. The computer was the most advanced on Earth thanks to the help of the bots and it was easy to broadcast his signal directly to the two Presidents and start their video conference from there.
As it stood, because of his appointment of being the liaison between the magical community, the American mundane community, and the Cybertronian race (Autobots only), James had three Ambassadorial badges under his belt.
Such was the case, he was given command of the NEST base and its operations though it wouldn't start immediately since he was woefully uneducated in the matters of both military and law. However, James had firepower in spades due to his magic and the bots backed him up. Temporarily, he would be working alongside Optimus Prime in a joint commander position and the human NEST operatives would be subjected to both of their commands within reason.
This made it a bit awkward for James since his status as an Ambassador and co-Commander of NEST resulted in all military personnel giving him the salute every time he came around. He had to ask Lennox to teach him the protocols because one officer practically saluted at him and remained in position for 10 minutes before Epps was kind enough to whisper to James what to do in order to get the man to drop it. All he had to do was to return the salute and that was it.
The bots were also looking at him differently because of his status as the human All-Spark.
According to Jazz when the two hung out outside the base to relax, James was an equivalent to a god for them because of his ability to create Transformers and supply them with unlimited amount of energon for their Sparks. James spluttered at being likened to a god and immediately had a row with Prime to drop the worship-like adoration on the bots faces.
In the end, after two hours of debate much to the amusement of everyone who heard, James finally made his point that he was at the same level as everyone in the base – both human and bots. He was just different because of his 'superpowers. This practically made everyone endeared him to them because of his modest attitude.
James didn't notice that his popularity just went up a notch because of that statement.
It was two months after waking up from his coma that James had a visitor. It was the first time that a magical creature stepped foot into the base. Considering that everyone bar James have not seen a goblin up close and personal, they were quite wary when the little guy suddenly popped in unannounced in the middle of a general meeting discussing the increase in Decepticon activity on Earth.
Griphook stared wide eyed at the human and Autobots baring their weapons down at his small form. It was thanks to his battle-hardened will that he didn't soil his pants after facing so many weapons in the face. Thankfully, James was there and immediately recognized his account manager.
"Everyone, lower your weapons." James ordered. When they didn't comply, he decided to take it up a notch. He channeled a bit Mage-Spark into his voice and barked. "NOW!"
The reaction was immediate, the soldiers holstered their weapons and stood on attention while the bots disengaged their cannons and pistols and stood on alert. James noted their reactions and inwardly smirked. Now he knew how to make them listen to him when stubborn and wondered if it would work on Ratchet. The Mother Hen of the Hospital Wing was unbearable at times when his health was concerned.
"Sorry about that, Griphook. The base is a bit high strung at the moment." James said with a grin as he beckoned to a spare chair in front of him. He addressed everyone after that. "Alright, we will reconvene and continue our discussion in two hours at 1300. Have fun boys and bots. Optimus, Jazz, Lennox, Epps, please remain. I have a feeling that all of you will need to hear what Griphook is going to discuss with me."
When the soldiers left, and those mentioned were alone in the room, James immediately raised his hand and released a wave of energy that encompassed the walls, ceiling, and floor – sealing everyone inside and stopping eavesdroppers from overhearing the discussion. Griphook stared wide-eyed at the casual display of powerful wandless magic though the signature was a bit off but it still held some of his clients familiar…scent, so to speak.
"You surprise me, Mr. Evanson. It has been two years since I last saw you and when I do, you display astounding control over your magic that would make Dumbledore and Voldemort green with envy." Griphook noted before looking at the bots in the room. He remembered the weapons they aimed at him and inwardly shivered. "Not to mention the powerful allies you have around you. Yes, definitely would make Dumbledore and Voldemort green with envy."
"You know that you can call me James right?" James said with a smile though he tensed after hearing those two names. "What brings you here? Or more importantly, how did you find me here?"
"When I didn't hear from you for two years, I decided to be direct in my search. I immediately went to see the American Minister of Magic to inquire about your whereabouts. Considering that I am your account manager and have sworn a vow of compliance to serve you until you release me or when my duty ends if your estate dries out, he told me everything about what happened in the past years. I daresay that you're leading your life to quite an adventure." Griphook said with a grin. "To answer your question, the Minister gave me the location of the base though he did inform me to make sure that I arrive with an announcement or else. I think I know what he meant by the 'or else' part. I almost shit my pants."
James chuckled before seeing the questioning looks on the others, he decided to introduce everyone.
"Griphook, I would like to welcome you to NEST – a group manned by both Autobots and military to divert and stop Decepticon activity around the globe. This is Optimus Prime, my co-Commander, so to speak (pointing at the large red blue bot in the room). Jazz (pointing at the silver bot) is Optimus' lieutenant and my bodyguard. Lennox and Epps are my lieutenants and second-in-command of the human personnel on base. Guys, I want you to meet Griphook, a goblin account manager of my estates back in Britain and my friend. Without him, I wouldn't be here in America."
"A pleasure to meet you, Griphook. The realm of magic has been well hidden that no trace of your presence are available on the Internet. I would like to apologize for baring our weapons upon your entrance but considering the state of alert we are in, we didn't take any chance." said Optimus as a way of explanation and apology.
"I assure you there are no hard feelings, Mr. Optimus Prime. If I was in your shoes then I would have hacked first, ask questions later." Griphook said with a bloodthirsty smirk.
"I like him." commented Epps with a grin which was returned by said goblin.
"You would, considering how trigger happy you are. No wonder you and Ironhide are best buds." mumbled Lennox though he had a grin on his face as well.
"Alright, not the time for jokes you too. Why did you come here, Griphook? Considering that you're actively looking for me, I would assume that something is wrong back home?" asked James with a frown on his face.
"Indeed. But let me get the formalities out of the way first. I would like to inform you with pride that your investments are in order and the estate have gained a 20% boost in assets. No activities in your family vault other than yours and unsound investments were liquidated and the money used in more profitable ventures." Griphook stated, reading from a parchment he pulled out.
"Good job, Griphook. Of course, you got 10% out of the total earnings, right?" James said with a mischievous twitch to his lips.
"Of course, James. As stipulated in the contract we agreed on before you left Britain, I get 10% of everything the investments earned since I was doing all the work. Let me just say that I am currently one of the richest goblin in Gringotts." Griphook stated with a smirk.
"Ah, music to my ears. Now, tell me the real reason why you came here, Griphook. I assume this has something to do with the war?" James asked in his business voice.
The word 'war' made everyone look at him in shock. There was a war? Where and with who?
James saw the looks so he decided to come clean. He told everyone in attendance his story, his discovery of magic, his life at Hogwarts, Voldemort and his Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic and Wizarding Britain, and finally, the war. He also told them that his birth name was Harry James Potter though he changed it to James Evanson to make sure that Britain wouldn't be able to find him and start a new life.
"Well, you have always been James Evanson so I don't think of you as Harry Potter, sir." said Lennox with a straight face. Epps merely nodded though he did give a salute of respect to James direction which made the teen smile before returning it.
"Thanks, Lennox, Epps." James said gratefully before turning to the two bots in the room. "I hope this doesn't change anything."
"No need to worry, James. As Lennox said, you have always been James Evanson." said Optimus followed closely by Jazz's "Ditto."
James nodded in thanks before beckoning for Griphook to proceed.
"Now that is out of the way, let me continue. As we have agreed, I used the funds in your Trust Vault to create a spy network of sorts that encompassed Wizarding Britain. Thanks to this, I have quite a treasure trove of information that would prove useful if you ever decide to return and take care of Voldemort for good."
"What do you mean return to England? I have no such plans, Griphook." said James adamantly and the NEST operatives nodded in agreement.
"That might be your choice, James, but when you hear what I'm about to reveal, I can safely say that you're going to have to think about it. The repercussions are dire if left unattended." The goblin warned, a serious look on his face. This didn't bode well for James but decided to listen.
"Fine. Tell me everything you know." James ordered in irritation.
"I will definitely do that but refrain from interrupting me since this is quite a long tale. I will answer your questions to the best of my abilities after that. Understood?"
Everyone nodded in agreement causing Griphook to nod in gratitude.
"When you left England, I immediately activated my connections and created new ones. Because of this, I had a clear picture of what is happening and what will possibly happen in the future. But the story starts when you were still a baby and have shaped your life as it is today."
"You see, James, before you were born, there was a prophecy. I found this out through one of my connection in the Department of Mysteries. He informed me that that in the Halls of Prophecy, there is an orb that pertains to your birth and the downfall of Voldemort. I don't know what the prophecy says in verbatim but if you want to know of its full content then you need to go back and visit the Ministry and take the prophecy. The orbs are spelled that only the maker of the prophecy, those who heard it, and who it pertained to may take it from its protections."
"In this case, I was able to bribe one of your friends who have already graduated Hogwarts, he goes by the name of Ronald Weasley. Being a member of the Order of the Phoenix along with Hermione Granger and some of your classmates after graduation, I assumed that he had loads of information on him that would bring light to the situation and my assumption was correct. I used his desire for money to get the information I need. He was quite…amendable to the arrangement."
"Ronald Weasley informed me that you were Dumbledore's pawn ever since the prophecy came out. The old coot didn't reveal the entire content of the prophecy only that it states that you will be born and will have the power that the dark lord doesn't that would bring him down. As it also stands, Dumbledore knew of your relevance to the war so he orchestrated your life, starting with your placement with the Dursleys. The debacle with the Philosopher's stone in your first year was a test of sorts to determine if you had the potential to bring down Voldemort. It would seem that you passed with flying colors, well, according to Dumbledore anyway. You also proved your worth during your second year when you the specter of the Heir of Slytherin, Slytherin's basilisk, and saving Ginerva Weasley from death."
"Now, Weasley also informed me that the Order of the Phoenix was tasked to make sure that you don't stray from Dumbledore's path. As far as the information went, there were a few that acted negatively to that order, namely your godfather Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, and Alastor Moody. Those four left the Order and started their own movement to support you and against Voldemort and Dumbledore. The others are purely on Dumbledore's side of the fence and believed that you needed his help to bring down the Dark Lord."
"Now, during your fifth year there if you stayed, Voldemort made a pass at getting the prophecy from the Department of Mysteries. That didn't work thanks to the Order of the Phoenix and the fight that broke out resulted in Voldemort finally revealing himself to the magical world. It was quite unfortunate for Minister Fudge to appear and only to be hit by a Killing Curse since aside from the prophecy, the second objective was to kill him which succeeded."
"Now, on your sixth year if you stayed, you would have been in the middle of the onset of the Second Wizarding War. Voldemort was now active during and have resorted to raiding muggleborn families and killing them. Some escaped thanks to the Order but others were too late to be saved. During one of these raids, Peter Pettigrew was captured and Amelia Bones, the head of the DMLE, immediately dosed him with Veritaserum. All his secrets came out and his hand in the death of your family. Because of this, Sirius Black case was dropped and is now a free man. I would like to mention that he took the Black Lordship and is now Lord Black."
"Dumbledore, knowing that he was outclassed, decided to work with the current Minister, Rufus Scrimgeour, to track you down since he revealed to the him the exitence of the prophecy that stated that only you can take down Voldemort. It was a gamble since he didn't know how Scrimgeour would react but his gamble paid off. The Minister deployed Aurors all over the globe to search for you. However, this act didn't go without repercussions."
"Because of the illegal entry of his Aurors into other countries, with Ministerial backing I might add, all trespassers were immediately apprehended and tried. The countries who found British Aurors in their boundaries brought it up with the ICW. Dumbledore fought tooth and nail to get his point across but it was in vain. After a month-long debate; everyone closed their borders on Wizarding Britain, effectively making sure that Voldemort stays within his base of operation. There is currently a standing order on other countries that Voldemort and his Death Eaters would be subjected to Killing Curses and to be killed on the spot. British Aurors found in their soil would be stunned, interrogated, before being deported back to Britain with a heavy fine."
"This resulted in Wizarding Britain being cut off from the rest of the magical world. Muggleborn families have left the country in droves and have settled in other countries who accepted them with open arms. As of right now, the population of muggleborns numbered below thirty since they left after discovering that they were being hunted down by Voldemort and his ilk."
"In your seventh year, an event happened in Gringotts that shed light to how Voldemort survived. Bellatrix Lestrange went under Polyjuice to take something from her vault. Because of the standing order from the Ministry to arrest marked Death Eaters, she was immediately apprehended when her disguise was dispelled thanks to one of the wards we have in the bank. The esteemed Ragnok, the Goblin King, ordered a search of her vault to see what she wanted. It was discovered that she was after a Horcrux in the form of Hufflepuff's cup."
"When I heard of that report, I immediately called the healer who took care of you and she revealed that your scar was a Horcrux. This meant that Voldemort resorted to Soul Anchors to tie him to this world, unable to die. His physical body can be destroyed but his spirit would live on until resurrected like what happened in your fourth year at Hogwarts during the last part of the Triwizard Tournament."
"Using this as a stepping stone, we have discovered through the use of a rare goblin spell that Voldemort created a total of seven Horcrux using the imprint of his soul on Hufflepuff's cup. As it stands, there are a total of seven Horcrux, four already destroyed, with only four being left with the last one being the Dark Lord himself. What these four are we didn't know because the spell only detects the existence of similar Horcrux but not where it is found."
"When Voldemort started killing muggles, the Queen finally decided to intervene. Minister Scrimgeour, through the muggle Prime Minister, revealed the existence of Voldemort and his Death Eaters, the war, and finally, the prophecy. Of course, the Queen was against in dragging you back if you didn't want to since it is not your duty to fight Voldemort but those of the entire Wizarding Britain. However, she left a memo with the Minister that if you are ever found, she requested that you contact her in the shortest possible time. This was seven months ago. My spy in the Ministry informed me of this agreement and I now inform you of it."
James mulled over the information the goblin revealed to him and some of the questions he had before leaving Britain now being answered. Dumbledore knew of the prophecy even before he was born and the old coot practically manipulated everything to ensure that he would be properly controlled.
This was the reason why his parents' Will was ignored and he was placed in a family that hated magic. Using his knowledge of human psychology he learned from the books he read after coming to America, putting a child in an abusive environment would result in them being meek and subservient to authority figures. He grudgingly admitted that he fell into that trap easily since he saw Dumbledore as a savior for giving him a way out of his relatives for the majority of each year. He played the part of the pawn perfectly until he snapped.
The existence of the prophecy concerned him since prophecies were self-fulfilling at best. It won't happen if you didn't want it to happen. However, this prophecy latched on to his life when Voldemort attack him while he was still a baby. It made the prophecy valid and if it was to be believed, only HE could kill Voldemort and no one else.
The existence of the Horcrux was also another concern for him. Without the knowledge of what these Horcrux were and where they were located, killing Voldemort with his anchors intact wouldn't mean a thing since his minions could just resurrect him back into a body, though this time, without his blood to act as a catalyst. He knew that Voldemort was so immersed in the dark side of magic that there would be other rituals to give him a complete form with his magic intact.
For now, James decided to play a wait and see game. Considering that the world closed their borders on Britain, going there prematurely would be tantamount to suicide. Also, going there with a standing order from the Minister to capture him left a bad taste in his mouth. At the moment, he was safe in America and he had responsibilities here that he couldn't ignore.
"Griphook, thank you for telling me all this and the information you revealed shed quite a lot of light into the situation. However, I am not going back to Britain as of yet. Sure, I want to off Moldyshorts with what he did to my family but I learned from the war I just survived in that sacrifices had to be made if one is to succeed. A friend of mine had a motto I took to heart - No Sacrifice, No Victory." James informed the goblin who grinned and nodded in agreement.
"A worthy creed to follow and a truth that even us goblins recognize." Griphook agreed.
"There are some instructions I need you to enact to make sure that I am prepared for when I do decide to return to Britain and finish Voldemort for good. I give you full reign over my estate. Use the funds at your disposal, if possible, only the excess to find pertinent information about Voldemort." James said with a grim look on his face. Everyone in the NEST base recognize it as his tactician face. James was a great tactician, able to come up with strategy on the fly. When he had that face on then the other side was in deep shit.
"What do you need?" asked Griphook, taking out another parchment and a calligraphy pen that James gifted him a few months after setting foot in America. It was enchanted to never run out of ink and was loads better than quills, less messy too.
"First, I want you to find out more about the surviving Horcruxes, what they are and where they can be found. If you can get your hands on them then please do. Award the goblin 10,000 galleons as a prize for each Horcrux destroyed (Griphook's eyes gleamed with unmatched greed when he heard the amount. It was ten times a year's wage.). Next, I want you to gather as much information as you can about his Death Eaters, who they are, what they do, and their position in the Dark Lord's army. Concentrate on his financial backers since Voldemort wouldn't be able to do much without gold greasing the works. Finally, I want you to contact Sirius' group. Tell him that I am perfectly alright but don't tell him where I am or what I am doing. Just tell him that I will contact him as soon as I am able."
"And the Queen?" asked Griphook as he wrote down his client's instructions.
"I'll deal with her when the time comes. I'll probably contact her through her counterpart here in the US. Since I'm quite friendly with the President, I'm sure I can persuade him to set up a meeting with her or something. Besides, it would be safer for the Queen to meet with me here in the US where Voldemort can't get his hands on her. If they did, that would be a disaster waiting to happen." James said with a shudder. Considering how backward the magical of Britain were, they would be sitting ducks if they decided to attack.
"An astute observation, James. If Voldemort does set his eyes on the Queen and manages to bring her down then a war of epic proportions will happen. Not only will the existence of magic be revealed, the entirety of muggle weapons would be aimed on the magical enclaves. That is a prospect that I don't want to happen and I think Voldemort knows of this too since he didn't make a move against the English Monarchy ever since he rose to power." Griphook said, mimicking James.
"You might also want to look into the possibility of getting a bit of an army under your belt when that happens, sir." Epps blurted out his idea. He blushed a bit when all eyes and optics turned to him. He continued when James signaled him to do so with interest in his face. "Considering that this Voldemort dude has an army behind him, it would be a good idea to have the same when you do decide to return and finish off the sucker. Considering the treaty between nations, I don't think having the entire NEST behind you would be appropriate. I think that would be trespassing."
"Also, the Transformers would be behind you all the way if you do decide to return to your home, James. However, considering what you wizards are capable of, Cybertronian firepower might not be enough. Epps's idea has merit and you should look into it." Optimus rumbled in his usual monotone drawl.
"Both of you are right but doing so right now would not be…advisable considering the status of Britain. If I do decide to create an army to fight Voldemort then it would have to be discreet." James mused before an idea occurred to him. "Griphook, inform Sirius to gather wizards and witches that wanted to fight against Voldemort. If he can, start to train them in battle spells and strategy. They don't need to act if Death Eaters attack but tell him to prepare for the final showdown. When I do return to Britain, we will hit Voldemort so hard that he wouldn't know what he's facing."
Griphook gave out a short laugh before giving James a nod of respect.
"You are turning out to be quite an expert in tactics, James. Your orders are well planned and sound. You value information above all others and use them in the best way possible to bring down your enemies. You would make a fine goblin." said Griphook with an evil smirk on his face.
"You've seen nothing yet. You should have seen the look on the last Decepticons we faced after employing James' strategy." Lennox crowed before laughing when he remembered the bot's face.
"What happened?" Griphook said with morbid curiosity.
"Let's just say that we herded the Decepticon into a mine field that James cooked up and he practically blew up without even knowing what he stepped on. Everything was finished in just five minutes. We even have the whole thing on video and the look on the bot's face before being blown to scrap was priceless." Jazz commented with a grin.
The alarm blared around the base when James was putting in the last enchantment on the dragonhide vests he had Griphook send to him for the human operatives of NEST. Considering that humans were quite vulnerable to Cybertronian weapons, these vest would provide enough protection that they would survive a blast though not without bruises. They still needed to be tested out for any kinks but considering that the alarm only meant that another Decepticon was spotted, it was about to get its very first field test.
"Let's go, Hack." James called out causing his laptop to transform into a small black bot two-foot in height. James accidentally changed his laptop into an Autobot when he discharged Mage-Spark a bit more into the Energon Battery. Considering that his laptop was strapped to his back at that time, it transformed into an Autobot that had a very interesting ability. It could interface with any computers on the planet that James definitely liked and the reason why he gave the bot the designation 'Hack'.
"Another Decepticon, sir?" spoke Hack in a perfect British Accent as it clambered over his creator's shoulder and stayed there. James didn't know why but all the bots he created all had his accent. It was mind-boggling.
"Considering the alarm then yes, another Decepticon." James said sarcastically as he exited his makeshift laboratory and made his way to the command center where everyone was gathered. He floated himself over to the elevated platform where the main terminal was and addressed the soldier in charge of the monitor. "Report."
"Sir, we just received an intel from our contact in Shanghai that there was a large energon reading in one of the construction sites in the area."
"Do we have visual?" asked James as he saw Optimus and the rest of the bots enter the command center.
"Not at the moment, sir. We just triangulated the position but we didn't have enough access to the cameras in the area to merit a solid visual." commented the soldier. James nodded before calling out his ace.
"Hack, I want you to use the coordinates and try to find any video devices in the area and get me a visual of this Decepticon." James ordered to the bot on his shoulder.
"As you wish, sir." Hack jumped off James' shoulder and onto the terminal. A few plugs came out of his wrist and attached itself to the console. It was a minute later that Hack spoke. "Access granted. Integrating virus into known elements. Control of external video devices confirmed. Patching to main monitors now."
The large monitor came to life to show a Terex Hydraulic Mining Excavator. It was definitely larger than your ordinary excavator so that in itself stood out that this was a bot and a hostile one at that since all Autobots were part of NEST. James looked at the screen for a few moments before an idea occurred to him.
"Hack, any Energon Readers in the area?" James asked his personal bot. Energon Readers were one of the few Cybertron-Earth technologies developed to detect the Sparks in Transformers. The readers could determine how strong a bot's Spark was which was a testament to their strength – the stronger the Spark reading, the more powerful the bot. James made a mental note to make a hierarchy of sorts that they could work with accordance to the readings generated. That would be a big help in determining how powerful their enemy was.
"None, sir." came Hack's reply.
"Great. We don't know how large this guy's Spark is so we don't know what firepower he's packing." mumbled James before turning to Optimus who was looking at the monitor. "Any idea how powerful this thing is, Optimus."
"I have not met any Decepticons integrating itself into construction machines though considering how powerful these vehicles are, I can safely say that we can put him in league with Devastator. Also, the size of the machine indicates that its robot mode can be quite large, larger than my frame if I was to hazard a guess." Optimus supplied helpfully.
"If that is the case then we need to mobilize right away before it runs amuck. Lennox, do we have any contacts with the military base in Shanghai?"
"We don't, sir, though they should know the chain of command since NEST is a part of the military." Lennox answered.
"Nice. Hack, patch me through to the largest military base in Shanghai. If we are going to contain this thing then we need to make sure that we can do damage control."
"Affirmative, sir. The largest American military outpost in the Chinese continent is the one in Beijing. Shall I patch you through?" Hack drawled lazily making James roll his eyes.
"Please, Hack, and while you're at it, bring me a satellite image of the surrounding area. I need to know what we can work on."
Hack didn't answer but the second monitor showed a satellite image of the area where the Decepticon was hiding in. Also, the first monitor changed to show the face of a very surprised military personnel with white hair.
"What in the world…who are you?" asked the man on the screen.
"James Evanson, Ambassador and Liaison of Cybertron and Human Relations, and co-Commander of NEST."
The man was surprised before managing to rein it in and gave James a salute from his end of the video.
"Sir!" the man said with a salute. "Lieutenant Mark Robins of Shanghai Base, sir!"
"At ease, lieutenant. Tell me, are you the one in charge at the moment?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good, there is a Decepticon detected a few clicks from where you are right now. NEST will be dropping in to contain the situation. However, we need to do a bit of damage control to make sure that no civilians are harmed during the operation." James informed him before spotting a familiar image on the map in the second monitor. "According to the satellite image I have of the area, there is toxic waste facility a few kilometers from the scene. I want you to contact your counterpart there and explain the situation. Use a toxic spill as an alibi. Get all civilians out of there and make sure that the place is quarantined. NEST will be there in exactly 2100 hours Shanghai time tomorrow. Any questions?"
"Will this be by land or air drop?"
"Considering that we are pressed for time, we will be taking a plane there. I will be bringing the bots with me for the operation. Make sure that you clear the run way and divert all air traffic to another strip for the time being. If questions are asked, send word to this base immediately. They will patch you to me."
"Sir! We await your coming and I am honored to finally meet you, sir!"
"The honor is all mine. Now that will be all. Evanson, out." James said before the transmission was cut off by Hack. He sighed in relief since he really didn't like showing off his rank and preferred to work in the background. However, considering that he was the human commander of NEST, all other superiors deferred to him when it concerns anything Cybertronian.
"You handled that quite well, James." said Optimus with a grin. Everyone was also smirking at him since they knew how James hated pulling rank on others. He was likable that way.
"Ha ha. Just be thankful that you're only in charge of the bots, Optimus. If I had my way, you will be doing everything." James grouched causing everyone in the room to snicker. "Anyway, any idea what we're going to do?"
"You're the tactician here so you tell me." said Optimus with a shrug causing James to glare at him.
"If I didn't know any better, Optimus, you're getting lazy. Maybe I should ask Ratchet to check you out. You look a little…peaky." James said with an evil grin on his face. Optimus heard the threat and immediately raised his hands in surrender. Ratchet was a force to be reckoned when he was on the warpath, especially if you're sick or in need of repairs. Despite being larger than his medical officer, he was definitely fearful of the yellow ambulance.
"Oh alright. I suggest that soldiers and bots go by land and surround the Decepticon. I will be waiting airborne to be dropped if things get out of hand." Optimus said before glancing at the second monitor. "Since you have everything contained as it is, I suggest that you go with Jazz while Lennox and Epps go with the Ironhide. Mobilize the Arcee twin, Skid, and Mudflap to act as surveillance and pursuit just in case. Jolt and Sideswip will wait things out just in case if another Decepticon is in the vicinity."
"Good plan." said James with a nod. "Anyway, did Skid and Mudflap change their alt forms. Can they settle for something else other than an ice cream truck?"
"You can tell them if you like." Optimus pointed out. He really didn't want to deal with those two headaches. Their antics alone could fry a bot's memory bank. If they tried, short circuits would happen.
"We can take care of that later. Anyway, Lennox, Epps, gather the team in the hangar in 10 minutes. I have some new toys for you guys." James said with a grin causing the two soldiers to do the same.
"What toys are we talking about?" Epps said while rubbing his hands together in glee.
"Toys that would save your life now get to it!" James barked while hitting the man on the butt with a stinging hex that caused him to yelp in surprise.
James stood in front of three dozen NEST soldier all awaiting his orders. The bots were already in their alt forms and being loaded onto the plane for transport. It was going to be a long flight and they all hoped that the Decepticon wouldn't be moving around that much considering its size.
"I have something for you guys to make sure that you all come back in one piece. I already treat you people as family, brothers that I love but I don't want to let other people know about (some snickers erupted from the soldiers though quite a lot of them were beaming at him). So, yeah, this is going to help increase your survivability in the field." said James before levitating a trunk in front of him. He opened the lid with a mental nudge and floated out the three dozen dragonhide vests he enchanted. Everyone was already used to the feats James could do with his magic but seeing the boy casually manipulate reality was a bit unnerving to some.
"Are those…vests of some sorts." one soldier asked.
"Nah, looks like an undershirt to me." replied the one beside him,
"Har har. For your information these go under your uniforms. They are made from dragonhide…" He saw the soldiers look at him incredulously, not believing that there were dragons. "I'll show you a dragon when you get back to base so just take my word for it. Anyway, dragonhide is the most durable piece of leather you will ever find in the planet. It is heat-resistant and should shield you from blasts. They go underneath your uniforms so you have another piece of protection from shrapnel, energy bursts, and potential stabbing. I also added a bit of enchantment into its creation so it could withstand a bullet at point blank range. This is going to be its first field test so make sure you tell me if you encounter any problems with it."
"They look comfortable at least." Epps commented as he eyed a vest floating in front of him.
"They are. I enchanted them to have a temperature control of sorts. If the weather is cold then they will keep you warm and vice versa. Anyway, we have five minutes before departure so grab a vest and suit up. Don't worry about sizes since they will automatically fit your frame like a glove."
The soldiers immediately took a pair and immediately went back to the barracks to change. Considering their military training, it didn't take long for them to come back. From the smiles on their faces, James knew that they definitely liked it.
It didn't take long for the NEST troops to finish double checking their gear and boarded the transport planes. But before leaving, James instructed Hack always be connected to the communicators and monitor the situation. While everyone was in the field, Hack would be their eyes in the sky so nothing would be able to sneak up behind them.
James was currently taking a lie in on Jazz's hood when his communicator went online. They were two hours away from the drop off point and he couldn't wait to get off the plane. It was boring and one could only do so much to amuse himself.
"Sir, there is an incoming transmission from Pentagon." came Hack's voice from his communicator. James sighed. This was going to be one of those days.
"Patch them through, Hack."
"Affirmative, sir. Incoming transmission."
"This is Commander James Evanson."
"James?"
"Secretary Keller. Nice of you to call. You don't call, you don't write. I was thinking that you hate me." James joked. He liked the man and considered him a surrogate grandfather of sorts. It was the Secretary of Defense who taught him everything he knew of the military chain of command, as well as some soldier-like ethics to follow on.
"This is no time for jokes, James. I just received a call from my counterpart in China. What is going on over there?"
"We got intel that a large Decepticon was discovered in China, to be more specific, in downtown Shanghai. I contacted the military base in Shanghai and ordered an evacuation of sorts within the immediate area using a toxic spill as an alibi to get the civilians out of the way. We are now two hours away from the drop off point and we will engage at exactly 2300 hours if we are lucky. We expect this to be a short mission since we had a visual of the bot so we didn't have to look for it."
"Ah, so that was what the Chinese yammering about."
"Oh? What did they say?" James asked curiously.
"According to my translator, the Chinese Government received a warning that some idiot miscalculated in using the machines in the toxic waste station and caused an overflow. Their generals informed the head honchos that America was coming in to help with the spill. I didn't know that it was a Decepticon alert."
"I guess that the generals didn't inform their superiors that it was a bot. Can you clear that up for us, sir? I don't want to have to get involved in a press conference just to open their eyes. Since the Chinese government already knew of the Transformers, then they wouldn't have a problem having NEST handle it."
"That should be the case but I'll take care of the wrinkles. Just get that bot out of there, preferably right in a scrap yard."
"Aye aye mon capitan!" James joked.
"When are you ever going to grow up?" Keller asked with a sigh.
"I'm 18, old man. I'm entitled to be a kid once in a while."
"And that's what worries me."
James didn't get to reply to that because his surrogate grandfather already cut off the line.
"Any bad robot out there better get ready for an ass whoopin'" came the voice of Skid from the communicator James was wearing. He was monitoring the situation from above under an invisibility spell and he had Hack open the channels so he would be able to issue orders if necessary. He had to palm his face when he heard the prankster Autobot announce that over his speakers.
"YOU IDIOT! WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GO IN UNNOTICED AND HAVE THE ELEMENT OF SURPRISE. YOU BETTER SHUT UP OR I'M GOING TO TORCH YOU WHERE THE SUN DON'T SHINE!" James screamed to the communicator.
"Oops, sorry boss." came Skid's sheepish response though James was thankful that the bot closed his trap.
"Why oh why did Optimus have to let those two join NEST?" James said forlornly, not noticing that he just broadcasted that to ever single soldier and bot connected to the channel. "They are turning out to be a bigger headache than Ironhide."
"Hey, I resent that." came Ironhide's voice.
"You are and you know it. For this month alone, I have to approve of $150,000 just to repair the firing range because you miscalculated the power of your cannons. If this continues then I'm going to have to dish out money just to pay for your trigger happy tendencies. So yes, you are a headache. Just be thankful that the twin morons are worst than you."
"Oi!" came Skid and Mudflaps indignant response.
"Shut up you two. Why couldn't you both be like the Arcee twins. Not only are the three gorgeous and sexy, they are also soft spoken as well. You two are just plain loud." James said with a defeated sigh.
"Why thank you, James." said Arcee through the communicator.
"Are you flirting with us, James?" Chromia asked in a sultry tone.
"I can take you on anytime, big boy. Come to momma, sweetie." Elita flirted back.
"Sweet. Someone's going to get laid!" crowed Mudflap in triumph.
"Dear Merlin, kill me now!" James cried out to the heavens. The snickers that came from his communicator didn't help with his already deteriorating mood.
The mission began but it wasn't the NEST team who started it. The Decepticon definitely knew that it was surrounded so it immediately transformed into a huge bot bigger than f Optimus. Before it could fully transform, it fired off some of its cannons on the ground that blew up large pipes towards the human troops.
Thankfully, James was above the scene so he immediately intercepted the large projectiles before they could hit his troops. In a fit of annoyance, James threw back every single pipes he caught at the Decepticon, pelting it to retreat. The soldiers recovered from the explosion and started firing their modified guns against the thing. It transformed again to leave and James couldn't help but gape at what it transformed into.
"Did that Decepticon just transform into a unicycle?" James asked incredulously over the communicator.
"Considering that one of its wheels is behind its head and one of them is practically moving the thing, then yes, it is a unicycle." came Hack's voice from the communicator.
"Shut up, Hack. I don't have time for your sarcasm right now." said James as he flanked the Decepticon and started pelting it with Reductors. Considering its size, nothing short of a really overpowered blasting hex could dent that thing. Speaking of which… James increased his speed until he was right in front of the unicycle bot and aimed both of his hand forward, palms open. "CONFRINGO!"
James didn't really need to verbalize his spells thanks to his…evolved magic but it helped in adding more juice to his already formidable firepower.
The overpowered blasting hex hit the chest of the monster and pushed it back. It was lucky that it did because it was about to swipe at one of the choppers that flanked it from the other side while hitting it with missiles.
James swerved to the side to dodge as the Decepticon fired off a missile at him. A flicker caught his attention and turned to the side. He saw a silver car that looked out of place in a construction yard.
However, before he could say anything the silver car started its engines and revved out of the site. Lennox's shout came through the communicator that almost made his ears ring.
"There's another Decepticon. Arcee twins! Target coming your way."
James decided that he would be concentrating on the large unicycle since it was heading straight for the highway. He increased his altitude and looked around until he spotted an intersection devoid of any cars.
"JAZZ! IRONHIDE! MAKE A TURN DUE WEST! IM GOING TO DIVERT IT TO WHERE THERE WON'T BE ANY CIVILIANS GETTING SQUASHED BY THAT THING!" screamed James through the communicator as he dove down directly on top of the giant Decepticon. "OPTIMUS! PREPARE FOR A DROP! PILOT, ON MY MARK, DROP YOUR PACKAGE!"
"Awaiting your orders, sir." came the pilot's voice.
"Good luck, James." said Optimus. "I'm getting fitted with the chutes now. Waiting for your mark."
James didn't say anything but gathered Mage-Spark for a massive construct, he flew over on top of the Decepticon and covered its entirety with a solid energy field. He grunted at the weight as he increased his altitude, dragging the bot with him as he sped to the west. The Decepticon was squirming against the field so it didn't help reduce the burden.
It took two minutes for him to make it to the drop point and saw Ironhide and Jazz already within range. With a heave, James flex his mind and threw the Decepticon downwards with a vengeance.
The weight of the Decepticon plus the strength of James' throw was enough to destroy the concrete it landed on. Ironhide and Jazz immediately transformed and fired off every single cannons and missiles they had on them while the monster was disoriented. James was panting in the air as the weight of the bot proved almost too much for him to handle.
"O-Optimus." James said as he panted.
"Are you alright, James?" Optimus asked worriedly.
"I'm a-alright. Just tired. T-that thing w-was heavy. Are you ready?"
"Ready and waiting."
"Pilot, drop your cargo!"
"Bombs away!" came the pilot's voice.
James floated in place as he watched Optimus jumped off from the plane and landed squarely on top of the Decepticon. With s sigh, he lowered himself to a high building and watched the show, too tired to do anything else.
James was currently seated comfortable in Jazz's driver seat when he told Hack to patch him through the speakers and microphone on Optimus.
"Punk ass, Decepticon." came Ironhide's comment. James rolled his eyes when he heard Optimus' dramatic opening.
"Any last words?"
Of course, the Decepticon definitely had something to say.
"This is not your planet to rule. The Fallen shall rise again."
"That doesn't sound good." came Epps voice.
"Not today." was all Optimus' response before James could hear the Autobot leader prepare his gun and fired. James knew that the Decepticon was dead since Optimus had one of the strongest cannons among the bots at NEST.
"Dang it!"
"What got your panties in a twist, sir?" came Lennox's voice in concern.
"That idiot robot had to open its trap before Optimus could blast its brains off. That thing just sprouted off a prophecy and it's already in the works. I HATE PROPHECIES!" James screamed the last part. "NEXT TIME, OPTIMUS, BLAST FIRST, THEATRICS LATER! ARRRRGH!"
Those who heard him could only nod in agreement.
James was currently nursing a sore head. They just arrived back at the NEST base and he was busy helping Ratchet out with the wounded. Thanks to his enchanted vests, the only thing they needed to worry about was broken bones and those were easily healed by a spell.
He just finished his last patient when he heard the confirmation that Skid and Mudflap just shifted into their new alt forms which made James breath out a sigh of relief. He specifically chose those two cars and 'borrowed' them from a dealership in Los Angeles. He just hoped the twins didn't put a scratch on those cars before he could return them or there would be hell to pay, friendly or not.
James exited the hospital wing only to hear Hack's voice through the intercom.
"Sir, incoming military chopper. ETA 2 minutes."
"Are we expecting any visitors?" James said dumbly. He could feel another headache coming, he just knew it.
"None in the appointment logs, sir."
"Great. Out of one headache and into another. Do we still have some of those headache potions in stock?"
"There should be one in your office."
"Good, I'm going there right now. If anyone needs me then just holler through the intercom." said James as he took the shortest route to his office where a headache potion was ready with his name on it.
James was in his office when he Hack patched him through the speaker system so he was able to listen to the conversation when the idiot started strutting around like a peacock.
When Director Gallaway pulled up his ace to demand technology from the Autobots, James had to agree that Optimus was right. The human race as a whole wasn't ready for such advance technology. In most cases, technological advancement would be routed to weapons development and that would practically destroy the world. But when he heard Gallaway rebutted that Optimus didn't have the right to judge what was good for the human race, James flipped.
He stormed out of his office and into the command center to see the two arguing. The soldiers saw him and immediately backed away. The bots did as well since they recognize the stormy expression on James' face. They couldn't help but grin about what was to come.
James stopped beside Optimus and floated himself up to stop around the large bot's shoulder. Director Gallaway started at him in shock and disbelief.
"Who in blazes are you and how are you doing that?"
"How I am doing this is none of your concern, Director." said James in a cold voice that made every NEST operative grin. They all knew that the 'Kind Director' was screwed. "As to who I am, my name is James Evanson, Co-Commander of NEST and in charge of the human personnel in this base. The question is WHO are you to barge in here and demand things from the Autobots?"
The director puffed his chest.
"I am Director Gallaway. The President just appointed me Liaison. You guys made a mess of Shanghai and the President is hard-pressed to contain it." Gallaway said with smirk that irritated James.
"Interesting. As far as I'm concerned, I AM the liason between the American Government and Autobots. If you were appointed then I definitely didn't get the memo." James said coldly as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"You're nothing but a kid. You don't known squat, kid. Why don't you go home to your momma and tuck you in like a good little boy." Gallaway said with a sneer while his aid chuckled behind him.
When the Autobots and the soldiers heard that, they hitched their breath and backed away at a safe distance. They knew that James' parents were a sore subject and the 'Kind Director' just crossed the point of no return.
After hearing the Director mock his dead parents, James blew up literally. An aura of pure magic swirled around him and an invisible wind pushed at everyone, especially the Director and his aid, both here holding at the bars to avoid being thrown away as they stared at the teen in front of them in shock.
"Hack. Patch me through the Pentagon - Secretary of Defense, the American President, and the Minister of Magic." James growled as more of his magic added pressure to the room.
"Patching complete, displaying conference via hologram projection." came Hack's voice as three holograms appeared in the air around James. Everyone could see the shocked faces of the three of the highest ranking personnel in the United States of America, not prepared for being broadcasted.
"James, what in going on?" asked the President in surprise.
"What's up with you, son? You look like someone stepped on your prized rose garden?" Secretary Keller quipped as he eyed the furious boy in front of him.
"Mr. Evanson, how may I be of service to you this fine day?" said the American Minister of Magic.
Director Gallaway was shocked to see three of his superiors in their own respective images floating in the air.
"The 'Kind Director' Gallaway barged in here and demanded technology from the Autobots. Upon questioning, he informed me that he was assigned as the liaison. Mr. President, is this true?" James whispered but everyone could hear him loud and clear.
"Yes, I did assign him as a liaison but this is a temporary post to discover what really happened in Shanghai. After debrief, he will meet with the Chinese Ambassador and discuss the situation." The President answered calmly.
"So you didn't send him here to take control of the base?" James asked, the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees.
"That is your appointment, James, not his. You are the only liaison between the three groups." said Keller as he eyed Gallaway.
"I agree with Secretary Keller. You know that you are the appointed liaison between the mundanes, Autobots, and the magical community here in America, Mr. Evanson." confirmed the Minister of Magic.
"Then why is this overbearing idiot here demanding things from the Autobots. If he is here to discuss Shanghai then why in the world is he sprouting about sharing technology?" James said with a glare aimed at a clearly sweating Gallaway. The President and Secretary of Defense turned their attention to the said person.
"Please explain, Director Gallaway." said the President with a frown on his face.
"Sir, I merely mentioned about the technology; after that I was a going to inform them of the damage they did to Shanghai. Because of the Autobots and their war with the Decepticons, Earth is in peril." said Gallaway as he slowly regained his courage. Before anyone could answer, it was James who did.
"YOU STUPID IDIOT! IF YOU WANT TO BLAME SOMEONE THEN BLAME PRESIDENT HOOVER. HE WAS THE ONE WHO ESCAVATED THE ALL-SPARK AND HID IT UNDER THE DAM! THE FOUNDER OF SECTOR SEVEN WHO PLACED MEGATRON IN A CRYOSTASIS IN HOPES TO STUDY HIM! THE AUTOBOTS CAME HERE TO RETRIEVE THE CUBE BEFORE THE DECEPTICONS COULD. THANKS TO SECTOR SEVEN, THE AUTOBOTS COULDN'T FULFILL THEIR MISSION SINCE THEY HID THE CUBE PRACTICALLY BESIDE THE BOT THAT WANTED TO DESTROY EARTH. SO DON'T YOU DARE BLAME THE AUTOBOTS FOR THE MISTAKES OF YOUR PREDECESSORS! IF YOU MAKE ONE WRONG MOVE, DIRECTOR, MARK MY WORDS, YOU WILL FEEL MY WRATH!" screamed James as the temperature in the base turned freezing cold. Fortunately for the troops, they were wearing James' vest so they were quite warm and toasty. The Autobots were protected from this degree of cold so it was not a problem, merely an inconvenience.
"But what about Shanghai?" the Director said lamely.
James turned to the Minister of Magic who was clearly amused of the whole debacle.
"Minister, might I hire a group of your best Obliviators and a repair crew to reverse the damage in Shanghai and to wipe out relevant memories of the encounter? It is to my belief that no lives were lost, only property damage. You can take the cost of the whole mission out of my vault in Gringotts. Griphook will be more than happy to assist you in this." James asked the Minister calmly though it was obvious that he was still angry.
"No need for payment, Mr. Evanson. Considering that NEST is a joint venture between the American Military and the American Ministry of Magic, we will shoulder the cost of what you ask. The teams you requested will be dispatched to Shanghai immediately and I will inform the Ambassador to their magical community to prepare the necessary grounds for Obliviation." said the Minister before looking at the hologram of his mundane counterpart. "Anything else to add, Mr. President?"
"Nothing but my thanks for your contribution, Minister." said the President with a nod.
"Now this whole fiasco is over the done with, I'm going back to lunch. James, the wife is looking for you so you better skedaddle over here and join us for a family dinner. I will not take no for an answer, young man." Keller said with a glare causing James to smile and give him a nod. Satisfied, he directed his gaze at the clearly nervous Gallaway. "Gallaway, I want to see you in my office first thing tomorrow morning about overstepping your bounds. Get your butt back to Pentagon or I'll make sure that the last signature you sign would be your resignation."
"Y-yes, s-sir." Gallaway said, defeated in his own game."
"I suggest that you leave now, Director, or I will make sure that you arrive in Pentagon without your clothes on." James threatened as he held out his hand and created a fireball.
Director Gallaway and his aid left the NEST base as if the hounds of hell were after them.
End of Chapter 2.
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