Ok this is a little piece of my work. I'm working on my next master piece Another Normal Day [a follow on from The Split 5 and hopefully The Split 6... if it happens. This is a small piece I wrote off the top of my head, showing how even your best friends, whom you think will understand and always be there for you, can turn into heartless monsters.
Disclaimer : You know what I'm gonna say but I'll get buggared if I don't write it. I did coz I didn't write it on my other stories... Might as well get it over with...
I do not own the Transformers. I am not God... but the charecters in this particular ep I do own. Well their names anyway. Every name in this story is based on someone or something. You don't like it? Get over it I'm not here to solve your problems... :P JUST READ THE GODDAMN THING AND SEE FOR YOURSELF! THANK YOU!
Another Normal Day
Excert One - Home
Becca paced back and forth as Sam watched her nervously. "Why didn't you tell me before?!" stuttered Becca as her pacing stopped for a breif second, before continuing. Sam looked at the floor, her arm laying next to her. She looked at it. It wasn't bleeding like any regular humans arm would, instead it spewed wires and leaked a pink substance. She narrowed her eyes then closed the open panel, wincing as she hid her damaged arm "I wanted to... But I was scared you'd act..." she trailed off. Becca glared at her "Act like what? For Gods sake Sam answer me!" she replied furiously. Sam looked at her friend "Because I was scared you'd act exactly as you are now! If I told you all those years ago do you really think we'd be friends? Do you really think we'd know each other!" she shouted, tears threatening menacingly to fall down her cheeks "Don't you dare cry Sam! I don't even know why you are crying! Robots don't have emotions!" snarled Becca back . Sam stood up, knowing her friends were still outside "Remember who's idea it was to play truths! You wanted the truth well there it is! I told you no but you never listen to me! You never have!" she said opening the door "Where are you going robot! I command you to come back here at once!" she shouted, tears streaming down her face. Sam stopped in her tracks, her red eyes flaming with rage "First off! I'm going to my REAL friends! My team! My comrades! Secondly, I am not a robot! I might be half Cybertronion but I still have 1/4 of my human organs! I might not have a heart but if I did I would've ripped it out by now!" Becca stopped in her tracks. "sheesh why don't you just give me a bioanalysis of your entire infostructure! or perhaps you can tell me how many water particles are in a single snowflake!" she replied sarcastically, her voice getting louder towards the end. Sam shook her head, her face screwing up. Her fists clenched, she wanted to hit her. Who was this person? This wasn't the kind and funny Becca she once said was her best friend. This was... a lost soul, someone who had seen great potential in her... someone she had let down. She had promised this person all those years ago that she would make her happy... and that she accomplished until now.
Sam turned to leave, turning her back on the one person she thought she could trust with her secret. Becca was still squealing and screaming curse words at her, but she didn't reply. She walked out of the room, reveiling the large abandoned car park. Two transformers sat side by side at the far end of the concrete, both of them looking up when she came out. The one of the left was black wih purple spouting out of the two small bladed wings on his legs. His wings on his back were also black with a small strip of red marking their outlines. His face showed he was concerned. Both of his haze purple coloured optics looked down at Sam as she approached them "No Becca?" he said, his voice clearly showing his youth. Sam shook her head "She didn't take it lightly either did she" spoke the second. He was slightly older then the first, and his faded red paint showed every white scrape and dent he'd ever had the misfortune to get. He had olive green eyes and a set of obviously folded rotor blades on his back. Only one set was on his back however, as the other sets were stren down his arms, acting as his joints. Sam shook her head "She acted exactly like the others did if not worse... perhaps I should stop telling them all now..." replied Sam trailing off, tears running down her cheeks. the two transformers bent down, their strange blue insignias shining in the golden sunlight. Sam hid her face and wiped away the tears. This had been the twelth run today, and so far only one person whom she had spoken and confessed to had taken it and told her she wasn't a freak and that he would still like her as a friend. She looked up at them both, her normal blank face expression returning "Transform guys. Lets get back to Freelancer HQ. I've been dying to challange Flash at Guitar Hero 3" she said smiling. The two transformers nodded, one turning into a black hawk fighter jet, the other into a red fire rescue helicopter. Sam jumped into the chopper and after a while they took off, heading upwards. "It's been quiet without you Sam" said the jet as he escorted the helicopter "I know. I missed you all... including you Airstrike." "Hey! I'm not that annoying!" interrupted Airstrike. Sam chuckled, the yawned "It's been cycles since I've been able to speak and recharge properly" she replied, adjusting something in her arm for the instence air pressure "Well Flash has gotten pretty good at Guitar Hero. He completed it in expert the other day..." "What!? Man even my fake brother took a year! Man how am I mean't to beat him now..." replied Sam, eyes wide. She relaxed as they hit space, the bright light and blue skys eventually turning into blackness. "Firestorm..." she broke the short silence "Yeah?" replied the chopper as he flew "Have you got a new interior or is it just me since I haven't seen you guys in like 16 years?" she said quietly. There was a breif pause, then "He got it done this morning for your return!" laughed Airstrike from the radio. Sam giggled "Yeah! Well you got a new paintjob as soon as you heard she was coming back!" replied Firestorm, trying desperatly to defend his dignity. "Alright alright knock it off before I knock your helms together" ordered Sam and the two bots went quiet. Sam looked up in amazement. She could finally see it. Home. A large ship lay in front of them, protected in the asteroid belt by large asteroids which seemed to orbit around it. "Welcome home commander" smiled Firestorm. Sam smiled, watching Airstrike speed off into the side of the ship. They entered the airlock and Sam breathed a sigh of relief. Firestorm and Airstrike grinned as the main entrance to the ship's insides opened in its usual fashon. Sam looked up at them both, she was finally free of her Earthbound prison. She was finally away from everyone that doubted her... except that one person. But she summed up she could go see Martin later. "Thanks Firestorm. It's good to be home" she said walking in. A large mech was walking past as she wander down the hallways to her room "SAM!" it shouted. Sam jumped, and looked to her right seeing the mech. "Cannonball!" she shouted in delight, running up to him and hugging him "I've missed you so much!" said Cannonball picking her up "As have I Cannonball as have I! I was just about to turn in..." she said as he put her down "long trip?" he asked as they wandered back over to her door "No... just my chocolate levels are decreasing and I haven't had a proper recharge in about sixteen or so years" replied Sam. Although she hadn't aged throughout the years, sixteen years without a recharge really strained her circuits. She yawned accidently and Cannonball smiled nicely, gently rubbing a finger down her back. He could feel all her tense muscles and aching systems "Go on go get some rest. I'll let the others know you're back. Bullet still won't let up on that bet you and him had" he said quietly. Sam let out a small relaxed sigh as Cannonball rubbed his finger up and down her back, the relief soothing her quite warmingly. Cannonball stopped and gently pushed her forward "Go on. Oh and... Welcome back creator" he said smiling. Sam smiled back, then entered her personal quarters. She looked around. It was how she had left it all those years ago. Orginised but in a mess. She jumped onto her large double bed and curled up in the sheets. Yawning again, she slowly fell asleep, some words escaping her as she dozed off into recharge...
"There's no place like home..."
Well thats it! Meet my charecters! I love my fanbots... I'll put descriptions up about them later probably. Well at the moment this is a Oneshot... but if things get outta hand I'll add more chapters. Please R&R! Everythings accepted. But please note Flames are sent to my friend... and she can be VERY cruel XD Sleep in Fear!
Spam A.K.A Airstrike