GW1234:- Hiya guys!
Miko:-Welcome to chapter 3!
GW1234:- Miko, would you like to say the disclaimer?
Miko:- Sure! Galaxywarrioress1234 does not own any characters except from her OC!
Chapter 3:Left with Bulkhead
As I got closer I squinted my eyes and noticed that the broken piece of equipment was twitching slightly. I gasped slightly as the purple gooey stuff got absorbed into the metal. It started transforming and I took a step backwards.
"Uhhhh….Ratchet?" I called over to said mech, who had his back turned to me, examining something. He put one of his metal hands up in the air, silencing me.
"Not now, im busy." Ratchet replied casually. I gulped nervously as the tiny 'piece of equipment' stopped changing and it looked like a metallic demon spider. Small, but creepy.
The tiny robot was scanning the area until his single purple eye locked onto me. I somehow knew that this wasn't going to go well.
Suddenly the thing sprung at me. I dodged, but its leg, which was basically a thing blade, scraped my right arm. I clutched it as the thing prepared to lunge at me again. I growled and went to hit it.
"Little Shit!" I shouted, whacking it away. Ratchet then turned around and glared at me, but his face soon turned to shock when he noticed my arm, which, by the way, was now bleeding.
"Primus! What happened?" He exclaimed, rushing over to me. I gave him a look and pointed towards the small spider creature, which was about to pounce.
I felt a warm metal surround my body as Ratchet picked me up and placed me onto the platform.
The metal spider lunged at Ratchet, who just simply threw the thing away. Ratchet tried to squish it, but the creature kept on dodging.
It then jumped and ran behind the green, yet semi-transparent, computer screen. My guardian decided it best not to go trash the computer system. Smart move.
It then went over to Ratchets overly large microscope and snapped it. I smirked. Heh, the little shits gunna die. Ratchet's eyes filled with rage as he stepped forward.
"I NEEDED THAT!" HE yelled, trying once again to squash the bugger. I laughed and shook my head in amusement, seemingly forgetting about my arm.
Ratchet looked at me for a brief moment before being pushed back to the computer as the thing got ready to attack again.
"Well, what do ya know, the little shits quite strong." I said, causing Ratchet to smirk slightly. It was barely noticeable and only there for a split second, but it was still there. OK, I've seen him smirk a tiny bit, but he has never smiled! He needs to get laid.
The thing then jumped up and was about to beat the crap outta Ratchet when a ball of light hit the bugger and it fell down onto the floor. I looked over and saw Optimus retracting his gun. Ratchet sighed and moved forward slightly but the thing jumped back up.
That is, until Prime stomped on it. I leaned on the railings and chuckled slightly, still holding onto my injured arm.
"Not to self; never piss off Optimus is you're smaller than his foot. He will not hesitate to squish you." I muttered, a smirk playing on my lips. Optimus chucked.
"Now, what could have caused that?" Ratchet asked, referring to the spider-bot. Optimus hesitated, but then spoke.
"I have a grave suspicion Ratchet. Dark energon." What was dark energon? I was thinking until Prime cut me from my thoughts.
"Megan, what happened to your arm?" He asked, his eyes filled with concern. I waved him off.
"It's nothing. It doesn't even hurt anymore!" I said. Just then I sharp pain shot through my arms and I flinched.
"OK, now it does…"
Ratchet must have only just remembered my arm as he walked forward.
I felt a tingly feeling flow through my entire body for a brief moment as I suppressed a shudder.
"Well, Megan, it seems as if you've cut yourself." Ratchet finally said. I total face palmed.
"I know." I mumbled. He put his hand out, palm side up, in front of me. I took the signal and clambered onto it.
He took me off to the med bay, somewhere I didn't want to be. One question was on my mind though; how the hell was he going to be able to clean my arm?
Ratchet got a towel, or whatever, and, using his pinkie finger to hold up my arm, gently dabbed it.
Oh, like that.
I snuck a peek at him. His face was completely emotionless. He must have been a medic for aaaaages now.
I bit my lip as it began to sting, but at least the bleeding had stopped. Once he had finished I looked up to him and smiled.
"Thanks Ratchet." I said, cheerfully. He just nodded and looked away. After a couple of second he took me back into the main room. The others still hadn't arrived yet, and Optimus was placing the now dead spider-bot into a metal cylinder.
"If the residue Arcee found on Cliffjumper brought your broken equipment to life, it would stand to reason that the very same substance brought Cliffjumper, back from the dead." Optimus suddenly said. I guess that he knew we were in the room. Ratchet walked forward and stood next to him, but strangely enough didn't put me back down. I didn't care though.
"Hmmmmmm, that would account for his life signal inexplicably coming back online, but, dark energon? It's so scarce it is to be virtually non-existent. What would it be doing on Earth?" I giggled at the fact that Ratchet just looked like he was in a conversation with himself. Optimus was thinking.
"It was transported. By Megatron." He stated. I huffed.
"Why do all the bad guys' names have to be similar to mine?" I mumbled to myself. Ratchet gave me a look.
"For what purpose?" He asked Prime.
"To conquer this planet, by raising an army of the un-dead." My eyes widened as I stood up in the palm of Ratchets hand. I fell back onto my ass as Ratchet chuckled a little bit, vibrating his whole body. I folded my arms and pouted.
"Well, Megatron will have to break quite a few toaster ovens, I mean, where, on this world, will he find that many cybertronian dead?" That caused me to laugh as well and I buried my face into my hands.
Just then the rest of them came back. Once Miko, Raf and Jack were off/out of their guardians they were smiling like mad and cheering. The other three transformed and smiled back down at them.
Ratchet grumbled and set me down right in front of them. They smiled at me, but once they noticed my arm, they gasped.
Miko was smirking, knowing that I was fine, and wanting to know what stupid thing I'd done this time. Raf looked slightly worried. Jack looked proper pissed. Uh oh.
"Megan! What happened?" He exclaimed, waving his hands in the air. I rolled my eyes, groaned, and walked off.
I was stopped short when my twin grabbed my wrist and spun me back around. He now looked….saddened. I suddenly remembered the phone call and hugged him tight.
"Im fine, promise." I whispered, breaking he hug. He gave me a small smile and turned to chat with Raf.
Miko ran up to me and we hi fived.
"Sup, what did you do this time?" She asked deviously. I just tapped my nose knowingly before running off. I knew that Miko was following because I could hear her boots stomping. I ran around the Autobots, who all looked amused.
Except from Ratchet, who was giving us the 'WTF?' look. Once I was back where I stared I stopped dead and sat down.
I heard Miko laughing from behind me. Optimus then spoke.
"Autobots, prepare to…" He paused, and looked at us four. Arcee placed one hand on her hips.
"…Roll out?" She finished. Prime shook his head.
"Remain here." He ordered, gesturing his hand. He turned slightly.
"Ratchet, you will come with me. Arcee, we will be outside of communications range for some time, so im putting you in charge." He stated. Miko frowned and pointed to Bulkhead.
"Dude, you're biggest, you should be the boss." Bulkhead gave her a look.
"He…never picks me." He admitted. I felt slightly sorry for the poor bot.
Ratchet was on the computer, probably typing in coordinates, and Optimus was walking towards him, but stopped halfway as Arcee spoke.
"Optimus, with all due respect, playing bodyguard is one thing baby sittings another!" I frowned, feeling slightly hurt, "Besides, Ratchet hasn't been out on the field since the war." She said that quietly.
Ratchet turned and glared at her.
"My pistons may be rusty but my hearings as sharp as ever!" I half growled, half yelled. I burst out laughing, Miko joining in. I didn't really hear what else they were saying as I was too busy trying to breathe. Once I regained my posture, I saw that the ground bridge was open and Prime and Ratchet ware walking through.
All four of us stood next to each other, feeling pretty awkward. I started swaying my arms.
"So, what's on the activities list? I asked. Arcee rolled her eyes and started walking off.
"Im going on patrol." She said, and turned to Bumblebee.
"But, Optimus told us to stay here!" Bulkhead protested. Arcee huffed.
"Well, when you're in charge, you can call the shots." She retorted.
"'Bee, with me. Bulkhead, you're in charge." She ordered. Bumblebee pouted but transformed and went with her anyway. Once they were gone Bulkhead turned to us.
"So, uh, what's on the activities list?" He asked. Miko smirked. Oh god.
She plugged in her electric guitar, which I had just realized she had, into the speaker, which was conveniently there. It let off an ear piercing sound as we all had to cover our ears.
"How about… band practice?" She shouted. I shook my head and walked up the stairs.
"Yeah, Raf, let's play video games." Jack suggested, and Raf nodded. The two followed up behind me, and soon enough, so did Miko.
I grabbed my pencils and some paper, and we both laid down and started drawing loads of random stuff. Bulkhead came over and watched Raf and Jack play a racing game while talking.
Suddenly a green light started flashing and an alarm like noise came on. I remember that sound…
"Proximity sensor, quick hide!" Bulkhead shouted, and we rushed down the stairs to hide. We couldn't find anywhere so we hid behind Bulkhead's foot. Miko was holding her guitar and I just prayed that the speaker wasn't still turned on. Agent Fowler then burst through the lift and stomped to the railing.
"Prime!" He shouted, sounding angry.
"A-agent Fowler! H-he's not here…umm….nobody's here! Except from me, of course." Bulkhead said. Not your best performance, Bulk.
"Well, where did he go? Wait; don't tell me, he's out pancaking a mini mall!" He exclaimed, walking over, Bulkhead sidestepped and we quickly followed, remaining out of sight.
"Well, I don't know what language you bots speak on your planet, but…." I ignored the rest of the crap that was coming out of his mouth, and im pretty sure Miko was, too.
Raf then chose that exact time to trip and fall into plain view. Knowing the jig was up; me Miko and Jack stepped out from Behind Bulky's leg. Jack helped Raf up and Agent Fowler was staring at us in shock.
"Contact with civilian's! Team Prime has really gone off book this time. Wait, don't tell me. You're running a day-care centre!" He exclaimed. Bulkhead looked like a child would if they were caught stealing from a cookie jar.
"Ooooooookay…" He mumbled, looking down to us. We didn't try to think is any excuses. Main reason we couldn't think of any.
"Ooookay, let's move." Fowler said, walking down the steps and towards us, "Im taking all three of you into federal custody, it's for your own protection-"He was cut short my Bulkhead slamming his left foot down between us and Fowler.
"Were protecting them." Bulkhead said defensively. I smirked and placed my hands onto my hips.
"Is that so?" Fowler said, now walking back up to the telephone box. Huh, never noticed that before.
"Well, maybe you could explain that to MY superiors at the pentagon."
He grabbed the phone. Bulkhead stepped forward.
"Don't use that phone it's…" He poked his finger into the phone box, breaking it, "…out of order." I snickered. Agent Fowler dropped the phone and stormed off to the lift.
"This isn't over, bigfoot! Not by a long shot!" He shouted whilst walking.
Miko mimicked what he was saying while rolling her eyes, making my and Raf laugh. My twin just shook his head.
Bulkhead then sighed really loudly.
After about 10 minutes of just relaxing the proximity sensor went off again. I feared that it was going to be Agent Fowler again. I do not like him one bit. He is an ass-hole.
Bulkhead walked up to the computer and typed in some stuff, having no idea that to do really.
"It's an SOS, form Fowler!" He reported. I bit my lip to prevent myself from laughing. We then exchanged glances.
"Did you trace it?" Raf asked, stepping forward.
"Location scan was incomplete. Oh well." Bulkhead shrugged, not caring.
"Oh well? Seriously?" Jack repeated raising his eyebrow. I rolled my eyes.
"Fowlers a jerk!" Bulkhead replied, expressing just how he feels about the jack-ass.
"Yeah, innit, just leave him." I said, siding with Bulky. Jack's jaw dropped. Bulkhead definitely the funniest one out of them all. I wish that he was my guardian instead…
"Wow, whether you like the guy or not the decepticons may have him!" Jack protested. Good point….still on Bulk's team.
"And Agent Fowler knows you're location! Uhh, OUR location!" Raf gulped fearfully. OK, now im not sure.
"And did we not just witness how fast Fowler backs down from a bot? The cons will totally make him squeal!" Miko, not you too.
"Actually, I think we should save him." I said, finally giving in.
"But we lost the transmission, Fowler could be anywhere!" Bulkhead exclaimed. Raf then got his laptop out of his bag and held it up.
"Maybe I can narrow it down." He said, sitting down and placing the laptop onto his lap.
"About 5 years ago the government started micro chipping their agents, you know, like owners do with pets." Raf briefly explained. I raised my eyebrow at him.
The other three just gave him looks. Raf backed down slightly.
"What? I saw it on TV!" He protested, before continuing to type.
"Anyway, if I can hack into the feds main frame, then maybe I can pinpoint Fowlers coordinates." Raf said. All of us were now gaping at him. I shifted towards Miko.
"Wow he's smart for a little kid." I whispered. Miko, her mouth agape, nodded in agreement.
"You know how to hack?" I said, folding my arms, "...But you're, like, two years old!" OK, maybe I over exaggerated a little…
"Twelve." Raf retorted, pushing his glasses back up his nose, "And a quarter." He finished, smiling up at me. I smiled back and he went back to searching for Fowler.
After a couple of minutes, there was a map up on the laptop screen.
"Latitude 35.5, longitude 116.9." Raf announced. Bulkhead typed in the coordinates and opened up the ground bridge.
"OK, wait here." He ordered while walking towards the portal. Miko started pouting.
"Awwwwh, don't break up the band!" She exclaimed. I smirked and shook my head.
Bulkhead was just about to walk through when he turned back around.
"Uhh, Megan, Jack, you're in charge." He said and then ran into the portal. We walked up next to it.
"Guess we four have the run of the place." Jack mumbled. Raf then looked around.
"Miko?" He called. Uh oh.
"Miko?" I shouted. Still no answer.
"What should we do? Bulkhead probably doesn't even know she followed!" Raf panicked. Jack calmed him down. I then realized the ground bridge was still open.
"Come on! We're going after her!" I ordered, the two nodded.
Just then the ground bridge cave of a bright white light and I suddenly felt myself fly through the air and hit something hard.
I groaned and stood up. Where was I? All I could see was a patch of ground with loads of scrap metal covering most of it. There were tall cliffs surrounding the area.
Looks like there's no way out. I began to wonder around. I was about to call for Jack and Raf when something else spoke up.
"Megan!" The voice exclaimed. It sounded familiar. I spun around and my eyes widened at who I saw.
Crap, Optimus Prime and Ratchet.
GW1234:-Uh Oh!
Ratchet:-Wait, how did she even get there with us?
Megan:- *Shrugs*
GW1234:-Oh well, I guess you will have to wait for the next chapter to find out! Though, the readers should already know, it's not too hard to figure out *Snickers*.
Ratchet:- *Growls and chases Author*.
Megan:-….Please R&R!