Edit: I added a few sentences to this one, so that's why if you noticed a difference. I had to, to make a scene flow a little better than it originally did.
Welcome to chapter three! I'm extremely glad that I'm going to be getting this out so soon!
Mariel: I think that's a new record... Still compensating for what happened before?
Yes. Now hush. It's story time!
DISCLAIMER: I do not, and never will, own Transformers! I only own my OCs, Mariel Janet Witwicky and Jasmine "Yomi" Pierce, along with the plot!
Note: Mariel was formerly known as Mariel Samantha Witwicky, but I chose to change her middle name.
REVIEWS
AutobotGuy710: *blushes* Aw. Thanks. I'm so happy that you're enjoying the story so far! As I've briefly mentioned before, I've been revising this story and my oc, Mariel, for years. I think I was about ten when I first made Mariel... Anyways, I'm extremely happy that you like the story so far!
KEY
"Talking."
"Cybertronian."
"Radio-clips"
Thoughts/Dream/Flashback (If it's a dream or a flashback, I will also ensure that you all know)
"Phone."
Mariel groaned as she slowly woke to the sound of her phone buzzing. She opened her eyes, her vision blurry from sleep as she reached out. It was Saturday, so she didn't understand why it was buzzing. Grabbing it, she flipped it open to see what it was. She was surprised to see that it was her father calling her.
"Hello?" she asked sleepily.
"Mariel! Finally! I've been calling you for over an hour now!" her father said into the phone. "Where the hell are you?"
Mariel blinked as she tried to think through her foggy mind. She tried to remember through the haze before realizing where she was. She sat up at once, noticing she was in the same clothes as the night before. That was good- it meant that nothing had happened last night that she didn't remember. She was on an unfamiliar bed in a mostly bare room.
"I'm over at a friend's house, Dad," Mariel replied, not yet going to tell him she now had a girlfriend. "We must've been up late talking, and I forgot to let you guys know I might not be home. Sorry."
"Ah! Alright. Well, I just wanted to let you know that we had to bail your brother out of jail," Ron said.
"WHAT?! What happened, Dad?! Tell me Sam's alright! I'm certain he didn't do whatever it was they think he did!" Mariel was instantly panicked at this news as she ended up falling off the bed she was on. "Ow!"
"Mariel, calm down! Easy, easy! Someone stole your brother's car. It was late, and he was scared- hallucinated that it stole itself. It's alright," Ron said.
"He tried going after them himself, didn't he?" she asked with a sigh as she stood, wincing at the pain from falling.
"Yes, he did. He's home and safe, though. You should come back home, though. It's nearly noon," he said.
"Yeah, Dad. I'll be home soon. I promise," Mariel replied.
The call ended, and she closed her phone, taking a moment to think about that.
"You okay?"
Mariel jumped and whirled around, calming when she saw it was just a worried Yomi.
"Yeah. Sorry if I worried you when I fell," she said softly. "Thanks for letting me stay in the guest room. I didn't mean to fall asleep on you."
Yomi waved her off.
"It's no biggie. I didn't mind," Yomi said with a smile. "I was tempted to let you stay in my room, but Mom would've thrown a fit."
Mariel couldn't help but chuckle.
"I can imagine," she said.
"C'mon, let's get you home," Yomi said.
Mariel nodded, following Yomi after she grabbed her stuff and pocketed her phone. The two girls talked as they went on their way to Mariel's house, Mariel discovering that she hadn't been the only one doing some stalking.
"How the hell did I never notice?" she asked, shaking her head.
"No clue," Yomi replied.
Mariel went to get out when her brother was suddenly by the door.
"Let me in, let me in, let me in!" he cried, throwing open the back door and getting in. "Drive, drive, drive!"
The two girls exchanged looks but didn't argue at his panicked tone. Yomi started driving and it didn't take long for them to figure out why he wanted them to drive. They were being followed by Sam's new car, which was driverless. It was Mariel who pointed this out, causing Yomi to floor the gas and no longer car about any street laws. The world flew by, but the Camaro stayed behind them the entire time.
Mariel wasn't sure what happened-one moment they were flying down the road so fast she couldn't see the world outside the car, the next there was a lurch and her vision suddenly went black for a moment as she felt her body be thrown against the door and seatbelt. She groaned when things came back into focus, noticing she was upside down. What had happened? Had they hit another car? Had the Camaro hit them?
"Y-Yomi? S-Sam?" she choked out, trying to figure out where the other two were.
The windows were broken, Yomi was unconscious, and they appeared to be in an abandoned part of town. When had they gotten here? What had happened? She was disoriented, confused, and somewhat afraid. Everything hurt. The sound of clashing metal was ringing in her ears, causing her to become even more disoriented at the screeching sound it made. Moving made Mariel whimper in pain and she had a feeling her left leg was probably broken. If not, then it was either trapped or severely sprained.
"Oh my god!" a voice suddenly cried out.
Mariel turned her head, seeing a pair of feet. She whimpered in pain as a familiar face appeared, horror and worry in her eyes.
"Mariel! Are you alright?!" the black-haired girl asked, brown eyes wide with fear.
"I... Hurts..." Mariel choked out, whimpering.
"Easy... Easy..." the girl said.
The girl stood, seeming to check something before getting on her hands and knees, reaching through the broken window.
"C'mon. Grab my hands. I'll help you out. Then we can get Sam and Yomi out," the girl coaxed. "Easy. That's it. It's alright. I know it hurts. You're going to be okay."
It took somewhere around twenty minutes to finally get Mariel free of the car. It hurt to move, and she was right about her leg being badly sprained. Her left leg was badly bruised and twisted, making Mariel wonder how the hell it wasn't broken. It was a small blessing compared to the fact that her bother and girlfriend were unconscious.
"S-Sam!" Mariel cried upon seeing her brother's form.
Sam must've never buckled because he was lying on the hood of the car, which was upside-down. He was unconscious and appeared to have a head wound. Her own injuries forgotten, Mariel at once began to work on getting him out of the car, being extra careful of his wounds. It took her probably thirty minutes to get her brother free, her girlfriend semi-forgotten at the fact her brother was so severely injured. If he wasn't, why else would he still be unconscious like this?
"Sam! Sam!" Mariel cried, trying to wake him up.
Mikaela and the now-awake Yomi watched as Mariel kept trying to wake her brother up in vain. Both had heard the rumors of Mariel's unhealthy obsession with Sam's health, but now understood. Mariel was afraid of losing her brother, overreacting because of his lack of response. Yomi knew that it was likely Sam was simply unconscious due to his head injury, so Mariel's panic was likely making it seem worse.
Mariel was suddenly struck with just how silent it was besides her cries for her brother. Fearful, teary eyes snapped up as she looked around, freezing when she saw a robot standing some feet away. It was the same colors as the Camaro and looked like it might be concerned. She tensed up, fearing it was the one who had done this.
"Easy, Mari," Yomi said soothingly. "Mikaela explained what she saw. The yellow robot was protecting us from a black and white one that turns into a police car."
Mariel turned her attention to her girlfriend, searching Yomi's eyes. Slowly, she relaxed.
"He... He needs a hospital..." she whimpered.
"It's alright," Yomi reassured. "He'll be fine."
Mariel turned to look at the robot as it approached. She was oh-so scared, and the robot appeared to try to be less threatening. It knelt just a little way away from them.
"What... Who are you...?"
Mariel turned to Mikaela, who now stood so she was between it and them.
"Oh-my-god-it's-an-alien" played like it was being broadcasted on the radio.
"You're an alien?" Mikaela asked.
It took around half an hour, but eventually they understood who and what the robot was. It took a while because of how limited using the radio was, but they understood something was wrong with his voice. Mariel was amazed that she was before a real alien, one named Bumblebee of all things no less.
"Bumblebee... Can... Can you take us to the hospital...? P-please?" Mariel asked hopefully.
When the alien nodded, she was very relieved as he turned into the Camaro again. Yomi picked up Sam carefully, putting him in the car while Mikaela helped Mariel stand and get into the passenger seat. Mikaela then got into the back with Sam while Yomi pretended to be the driver. It was silent as they drove towards the hospital, Mariel doing her best to both process everything she had learned- limited, but still mind boggling -and to stay awake. She knew she, Yomi, and Sam likely had concussions and that they were lucky to be alive. She had Mikaela checking his pulse every ten minutes, paranoid he'd die before they reached the hospital.
"Bumblebee? How long before your... Friends arrive?"
"A-couple-of-days-madam," was the reply from the radio.
"Do you know the maximum?"
"A-week-or-so. Don't-worry-I'll-protect-you-all-until-they-arrive," was the reply.
"... Thank you, Bumblebee..."
Mariel must've fallen asleep because when she woke, it was dark out. There was a strange boy with bright blond hair, borderline yellow, sitting next to her. He was wearing a yellow jacket with a black stripe across his chest area with a matching yellow shirt. He was wearing yellow shorts with black stripes going down the side and his blue eyes were focused on the window.
"B... Bee?" she asked weakly, not sure how she knew.
The boy turned his electric blue eyes to her, a relieved look entering them.
'How are you?'
She blinked when she recognized that he was using sign language, suddenly grateful her brother and her chose to learn it to have a 'secret' language when they were little. It had been to annoy their parents.
"W... Weak... N... Need... W... Wat... ter..." she managed to say, her voice hoarse and weak.
The boy nodded, and he stood up, walking to the hallway. He grabbed a nurse, who came back with some water oddly quickly.
"Glad to see you awake, dear," the nurse said, helping her sit up and letting her drink the water. "You've been out for quite some time. The boy woke up two days ago. That young lady went home but has been visiting you every day just like your parents. Your parents and this boy keep going back and forth between you and Mr. Witwicky."
"Sam is okay?" Mariel asked after drinking the water. "He's making a good recovery?"
"Yes. In fact, he can go home tomorrow," the nurse replied. "You'll have to stay here until the day after, just to be sure that nothing is wrong."
Mariel nodded in understanding. When the nurse left, she turned to Bumblebee. Choosing to not use her voice, she did her best to use sign language. She hadn't done it since she was eleven, so she was extremely rusty at it.
'I'm sorry. I'm not understanding,' Bumblebee signed.
"It's okay, 'Bee. I can only remember so much about sign language since it's been a long time," Mariel said softly, keeping her voice incredibly low so she didn't aggravate her throat. "But how did you get like... y'know?"
He grabbed a writing pad next to him and showed her the answer.
"Holoform?" she read aloud. "A solid light hologram, huh? Your race must be pretty advanced... Makes me feel bad that you have such an old model for an alternate form."
He took the pad back and wrote something down. She chuckled lightly.
"I'm not surprised. 'Kaela... She's the a "popular girl". They always turn their nose up at stuff like that..."
Mariel stared coughing. It calmed down after just a little bit. She didn't need to know sign language or be able to read to know that Bumblebee was suggesting you rest.
"T... The others..."
'Are safe. Don't worry. My friend, Jazz, arrived ahead of the others and is watching over Yomi and Mikaela,' Bumblebee wrote down on the notepad.
"O... Okay..."
Mariel was happy to be walking out of the hospital wearing a new pair of clothes. She smiled when she saw her brother there along with Yomi, Mikaela, and Bumblebee's holoform. After more interrogation, she learned that he gotten it after Jazz arrived, as it had been created when they realized it would look weird for their alts to be driverless. She had yet to meet Jazz, but she noticed that there was a darker skinned man with them. He was wearing a pair of blue sunglasses and had deep brown, curly hair. It was much lusher than Mariel's own faded brown locks that took after her father's brown hair. She also couldn't help but noticed he was quite tall and looked to be in his early twenties, while Bumblebee appeared to be maybe a year younger than she was in his holoform.
So that must be Jazz, Mariel thought to herself as she approached. She wasn't surprised when Sam and Yomi hugged her, prompting her to hug back.
"I'm happy to be out of the hospital too," she chuckled, smiling.
"C'mon," Yomi said. "Their friends are arriving earlier than expected. Don't worry about your parents- Sam let them know we were throwing you a little "finally out of the hospital" party."
"That's good," she said. "Anyways, I've been meaning to ask. Who the fuck was the asshole that flipped us?"
"'is nam' is Barr'cade," Jazz said as he strode forward. "'Con scum tha' y'all shoul' be wary o'. Thou', ya' go' not'in' ta worry 'bout wit' me and 'Bee 'round."
"Nice accent," Mariel couldn't help but comment, smirking lightly. "Barricade, huh? Sounds like a bad-guy name. I assume you're Jazz. The name's Mariel. Mariel Witwicky."
"Nice ta' meet ya' fin'lly, Mari'," Jazz said with a grin. "Boss Bot has 'ppointed me as you an' Yomi's guardian. 'Bee is Sam an' 'Kaela's."
"Alright. At least that means a free ride," Mariel said, grinning.
"Just don't let her drive," Sam warned. "She's got serious road rage!"
"I do not!" Mariel shot back.
"Yes you do!" Sam said. "You, on your driver's test, started spewing profanities at the car in front of you because you thought it was going too slow! It was going the speed limit!"
"Not my fault that these towns have too slow of speed limits!" Mariel huffed.
"Ah hav' ta' admit tha' Ah agree wit' Mari' on dis one," Jazz commented. "Anyways, it's a lil' ways to th' meetin' plac', so we shoul' get goin'."
"How far is it exactly?" Mikaela asked curiously.
"Eh... 'bout three or four breems," Jazz said with a shrug. "It's an empty feild ta' the' north."
"Breems?" Yomi asked, brow furrowing.
"Hours," Jazz amended. "Sorr'. 'Breem' is ou' term for 'hour'."
"It's alright Jazz," Sam said. "You're new- we can't expect you to understand our terms immediately."
Jazz nodded and headed for his alt. mode, one that made Mariel stop and stare in awe. She knew everything about the car because it was a car that she absolutely wanted to own one day. Now her guardian had it as an alt. mode, so that made things even better, because she didn't have to buy it or anything! It was a silver 2007 Pontiac Solstice GPX.
"Jazz... You have the best tastes in cars!" Mariel said, her eyes lighting up as she rushed over, jumping into the passenger seat. She didn't even car that the others were laughing at her enthusiasm as Yomi got into the back and Jazz's holoform got into the driver's seat.
"Why th'nk ya', lil' lady!" Jazz said with a chuckle as he started up his alt.
It was probably thirty minutes into the drive when Mariel noticed that Jazz kept glancing at her and Yomi, whom she was having an enjoyable conversation with.
"Something wrong, Jazz?"
Apparently, Yomi had caught onto it as well.
"Ah was jus' won'erin'... Are ya' two bon'mates? Ya' don' have ta' ans'er if ya' don' want ta," Jazz said, glacing at the two girls again.
Yomi and Mariel shared a confused glance, uncertain what he meant by "bondmates".
"Bondmates?" Mariel asked.
"Ah... Sorr'. Um..."
Jazz was clearly struggling to find the right term to use, making it very obvious just how new to the planet and its language he was.
"Jazz... Are you asking if Mari and I are in a relationship?" Yomi asked.
"Yeah. Tha's it. A rela'ionship," Jazz said, nodding.
"Yes, we are Jazz. We're fairly new to it, however, as we had just gotten together the day before Bumblebee revealed himself to us," Mariel replied, nodding. "Why do you ask?"
"'Is jus' tha' us Cybertr'nians... We 'ave really actue senses wh'n we 'aven't adjusted them... An' ah not'ced tha' you two 'ave tha' certain scen' tha' makes it obvious tha' ya' two lik' each o'er, bu' Ah di'n't wan' ta' say an'thin' if ya' weren't yet in a rela'ionship," Jazz explained, somewhat awkward simply because he knew enough about humans to know that it was a very awkward subject for them.
Yomi threw her head back and began to laugh.
"Oh... God...!" she laughed. "Sam's in tro-ouble! If they can smell out pheromones when they haven't adjusted their senses, then someone is going to point out Sam's crush on Mikaela!"
"It's not a crush," Mariel growled. "He's just thinking with his damned dick!"
"Ah, c'mon Mari! We both know he wants to do more than bang her!" Yomi cackled.
"THERE IS NO WAY MY BROTHER IS MARRYING THAT SLUT!" Mariel seethed.
Jazz felt himself relax as he found the two girls crudely discussing Sam's own feelings. The two weren't shy or awkward about the subject, letting him know that they wouldn't mind if he was blunt. He had a feeling that both girls, not just Yomi, would start laughing when Ratchet met Sam and Mikaela simply because Yomi was proven right. He let his holoform grin as he listened to the two girls bicker about Sam's feelings for Mikaela, then discuss what would happen if she broke Sam's heart, and so on. Yeah. This will be interesting alright, Jazz thought with a grin as he listened to the girls.
Alright! That's chapter three everyone!
Edit: I erased a good amount in this Author's Note⦠It just didn't need to be here.
