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"Optimus, we got impact!" Will nearly screamed as he ran towards the tall Autobot leader, waving papers and whatnot in the air frantically. "Approximately twelve minutes ago, the two Cybertronians made contact. NASA sent these images. Definitely from Cybertron. Not even a few seconds later and they were traveling at speeds of about thirty to forty miles per hour towards base. So far, they haven't showed any signs of changing direction or slowing down and they're about four miles away, just a couple off from our predictions. What do you want to do?"
"All we can do," Optimus replied. "Keep a lookout. We wait and see if they show signs of hostility." Transforming, he activated his holoform and took the pictures from Will's hand. "One appears to be feminine, but the pictures themselves are a bit blurry. They could both me femme refugees."
"Yeah, but femmes can be just as dangerous," Will reminded, remembering the time Demonator first arrived on base. He shuddered.
"Just keep a sharp eye out. If they are traveling at these speeds at only four miles distance, then they are no doubt close," Prime said. "Keep in contact with NASA. We should be getting first verbal contact within ten minutes."
"Right," Will nodded and got back to work.
A few minutes later..
"We got comp'ny!" Ironhide growled, his voice piercing through the air louder than any other Human or Cybertronian on base. His cannons activated and spun to life violently. Their orange glow would scare off anybody who dare get close. He crouched low to the ground.
Demonator stood not too far away, her own cannons aimed exceedingly still. Her optics were slit into glares as she waited. Her optics widened again back to their normal size. "Here they come!"
Sure enough, a few of the Human soldiers had gathered around, weapons aimed and ready. Two massive and foreign space vehicles were on their way, a trail of dust and debris behind them. "They're slowin' down," Ironhide noted for everybody. "They've stopped and have now proceeded to transform. I think I'm lookin' at a femme and.. what appears to be a mech. Young. About Bumblebee's age. Are you reading me, Prime?"
"Loud and clear," Optimus nodded, battle mask on. "I see them, too."
"Optimus Prime!"
Ironhide's spark nearly shot out of his chest plating. That voice.
Demonator seemed to notice his lack of attention and shot him a glare from the corner of her optic. "Ironaft, put those cannons back up! The slag is wrong with you?"
The femme got closer, raising her hands. "I am un-armed. I've come with my son for a place to stay."
Her body frame, like all femmes, was slim. Her curves stuck out vibrantly, but it was the darkness of her armor that shrouded her potential beauty. She was a dark grey with war-scars all over certain parts of her forearms and sides. The only true beauty that stood out more than others was her glorious blue optics.
"Mom," The younger mech warned. "They've got their cannons on you. Be careful!"
He was similar in color as his femme creator and had the same glorious and vibrant optics with the minor difference that his were green and not blue.
"State your designations!" Ironhide bellowed.
The femme made optic contact with the weapons specialist. "Vectra and this is my son, Axel," she replied, stepping closer.
Ironhide growled, "Get back!"
Vectra flinched and Axel's cannons whirred to life and pointed at the entire Human and Autobot armada before them.
"Ironhide!" Optimus snapped. "Demonator, stand down." They did not move. "That is an order."
With a grunt, Demonator stood up. "Alright, alright. I'm moving."
Ironhide did the same. "Sorry, Prime. I'm just.. not myself lately."
Will, who knew more about Ironhide's situation than anybody else, spoke for the Prime. "That's alright, 'Hide. Just back up a few. Give them some space."
Vectra waved a dismissive hand towards Axel. "There's no need for those."
Axel nodded and put them away. "Just protecting you, mom."
It was then that both of the newcomers' heads shot up to stare at the towering Autobot. The one and only Prime that they had desperately searched for. Optimus Prime. "How did you find us?" Optimus asked. It was more out of curiosity than demand. "And why were you looking?"
"There was a rumor going around that you've taken refuge with the Humans of Earth," Vectra explained immediately, not wasting time. "Axel and I have been a part of the Decepticons for quite some time, but before he was created, I was once an Autobot. When Megatron began to take over, and after my son was created, I feared his life was in danger with so few Autobots and so many Decepticons. I switched sides to protect him, but unfortunately, protecting was far from what I got. We were constantly forced into labor. I decided that I would try and run away to Earth. If the rumors were false, and you weren't on Earth, then I figured my son and I could at least hide here." She paused to look around. "We managed to get a faint signal and wound up in the right place, I guess."
"Yeah, because that's not weird, or anything," Sideswipe rolled his optics, receiving a growl and a shove from Demonator.
"Shut it, you processor-dead scraplet," she snapped. She then focused her attention back on the scene before her. "So, Decepticons causing more shenanigans, huh?" She snorted. "Well, there's a shocker!"
Ratchet ran a hand down his faceplates and sighed. "Demon, now is not the time nor the place-"
"Hmph," she grunted. "Whatever." Her cannons, which were once brightly orange and filled with life, had morphed back into her arms, completely disappearing. "I'll be in the high-grade storage.. drowning out this nonsense. And to think I was going to get a juicy battle," she muttered before turning around to walk off.
Sideswipe smirked when he caught Axel staring at the twenty-six foot tall femme. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he examined Demonator with him as she walked off in the distance. "That's my best friend," he bragged.
Before Axel could reply, another hand unexpectedly appeared on his other shoulder and Sideswipe froze when he saw Ratchet leaning down to speak in Axel's opposite audio processor. "That's my sparkmate," he, too, smirked before taking his hand back and following Demonator's trail, leaving behind a glaring Sideswipe.
Okay, I know the arrival of the two Autobot refugees came rather quickly, but you'll find that the story will hopefully drag out a bit longer (not to the point of making it boring). And I hope the plot will unfold within the next few chapters or so. :D
PS- Sorry for the short chapter! I'm trying to make them a bit shorter so that they don't drag out too much and bore you all to death. I've realized that the shorter I make it, the more detail I have and thus, the more improvement I see with my writing! (There will be slightly longer ones in the future, so don't worry!)
