Fragment and Codes
Chapter two
Bumblebee walked in the halls of the small warehouse, his blue optics scanning ahead till he felt a familiar tingle in his system. Bumblebee stopped and shuddered as he felt the over-charged spark letting out excess energy created small blue spark was then noticeable as it left throw cracks of his armor. Bumblebee gasped and stumbled to the wall to hold him up, he felt as if his entire being was getting hacked by Soundwave.
Bumblebee slid down the wall and twitched, the over-powering charge made his chasis fly open allowing some of the excess energy escape. Bumblebee groaned and fidgeted as pulses of large amount of electricity coursed throw him. Bumblebee let out a static choke, his optics over-charging making that blue streak follow it, his entire frame shuddered uncontrollably.
Longarm walked down the hall with the finished documents and only stopped when he heard a static and sparks, he quickly went to investigate and stopped when he saw Bumblebee up against the wall being over-charged with his chasis open. Longarm gasped and dropped the documents and ran to the yellow mech. The prime reached forward and only pulled back when the excess energy traveled into him and almost fried his systems.
Bumblebee looked up at the prime, he opened his mouth components but static was the only thing that came out. Longarm blue optics stared at the yellow mech, his servo quickly pressing to his audio receptor to get a comm. Link to anyone.
What is it Longarm, I'm busy? Longarm tensed then sighed, he got the one mech that he would be glad to see off-line.
It's Bumblebee he is over-charging excess energy Longarm answered watching Bumblebee and attempted to touch him again only to pull away when a large pulse of blue sparks zapped his digits.
So? Sentinal asked partly bored. Longarm was about to answer but only went silent. His servo lwtting the comm. Link dis-connect as he stared. Longarm then reached forward again seeing the excess energy deplete, Bumblebee chasis closing as shattering small electrical currents. Bumblebee then fell into re-charge.
O.O
Ractchet put all his tools back together and looked over some files. The medic then jumped when the door to hid med-bay was opened, turning to see Longarm Prime carrying Bumblebee that was in re-charge.
"Ratchet…you won't believe this." Longarm said and Ratchet raised an optic brow.
Bumblebee optics on-line, he re-booted all of his systems and looked around. He relaxed when he saw he was in the med-bay. He turned his head to see Ratchet looking over the computer, typing furiously.
"This…can't be." Ratchet breathlessly said, Bumblebee then noticed Longarm was beside staring at the screen, Ratchet then turned to see the yellow mech was awake and walked to him. "Bumblebee…do you know what a carrier is?" Ratchet asked.
"Mech's that are able to spark sparklings…but they all died at the beginning of the war, why?" Bumblebee asked trying to rid the fuzziness in his processors.
"'Bee, the excess over-charge you speaked of earlier was the fragment adding codes into your entire frame. Longarm told me he caught you in the hall-way with excess energy sparking over your entire form…I think the fragment gave you the coding for a carrier." Ratchet said making Bumblebee even more confused.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Bumblebee asked.
"It means you are the first carrier in vorns Bumblebee, we cannot let you into battle because of this." Ratchet said.
"What why?" Bumblebee asked trying to sit up only to hiss in pain and laid back down.
"If they find out you are a carrier they will neither use you, off-line you or let Megatron keep you as a pleasure drone." Ratchet answered. Bumblebee shuddered, he didn't like none of those options; his optics looked away. "One more thing, did you by chance spark merge with anyone while you weren't here?"
"No…why?" Bumblebee asked seeing relief on the medic's face.
"IF you did you would have been sparked…but that would be least likely since the coding started by the first time the fragment entered your body." Ratchet answered and walked back to the computer and started typing. Bumblebee servo touched his chasis and looked up at the ceiling, "Get some rest kid, you're going to be here for a while and probity with some guess." Ratchet said seeing the yellow mini-bot nodding and off-lined his optics.
Longarm stood there staring at the yellow mech and looked up at the screen. The prime then left allowing his fake blue optics to roam the place. He stopped to see Optimus walking towards the med-bay and stopped him.
"Oh, hi Longarm needed something?" The red and blue prime asked.
"Yes, but it concerns Bumblebee…did you know that he is a carrier?" Longarm asked and saw the shock expression on the primes face.
"Wa-what? That can't be possible, the carriers died during the beginning of the war." Optimus said.
"Though it seems the fragment said other-wise…Optimus you do know we have to transport Bumblebee away from earth and back to cybertron so he can be protected. Maybe after a few stellar cycles they would probity pair him up with one of the primes to start creating more sparklings…and I heard Sentinal likes the young ones." Longarm said and there, seeing shock and a little rage in those optics of his. Longarm knew what happen to Optimus team when their small yellow friend was gone, It affected them greatly. Their fighting style had to adapt without the little speedster there.
"They…wouldn't will they?" Optimus asked.
"I can't say for sure…but the council can be real pricks when they wanted to." Longarm said seeing Opyimus look away in thought.
"What do you suggest?" The red and blue prime asked. Longarm knew he had him in his digits, just have to keep playing his words right and Bumblebee would be in his masters grasp.
"We need to get him away from here, maybe to a different hideout so they won't be able to find us or Bumblebee." Longarm answered looking back a few time to see if anyone was listening. Optimus nodded and walked away. Longarm sighed and walked to his quarters, he just needed to be more careful now, even one slip up and that could be the end of the plan and his spying career for the decepticons.
O.O
Bumblebee on-lined his optics, the blue glow was the only thing in the darkness of the med-bay. He then shuddered as a light whimper passed throws them.
"Not…again." He mumbled feeling the over-charged electricity sparks formed into his seems. His processor felt foggy when the sparks appeared, his frame trembled and then he gasped. His back arched slightly letting a stifle moan passed his lips. His chasis slid open; the bright white spark glowed in the darkness caressing his entire body in it. The fragment glowed as a light streak of sky blue electiricty bounced on yellow metal. The last coding was then placed, deep into his processor, parts of his metal shifted slightly making him shudder. The sparks calmed down slightly and his chasis slid back into place, covering his now completely white spark and the fragment that kept him alive.
Bumblebee took large intakes in his vents, his optics dimming back in re-charge. He needed rest, in the morning he'll needed to re-fuel but now sleep.