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Chapter Three: Introductions
(Desert)
"Boss? You alright?" Hotwire questioned a stunned Dropzone. Dropzone, shaking his helm, replied, "Ya, ya, I'm fine." Hotwire raised an optic ridge at the mech's response, but let the leader be. "Your hurt." Silverfrost, who had arrived during the fight, said to Arcee. The femme had been hit in the shoulder during the fight, and the wound was still leaking energon. "It's alright, I can get Ratchet to look at it when I get back to base." Arcee said, when it was clear that the wound was causing the femme pain. "No, let me see it." 'Frost persisted. "You might just want to let her see it, she won't quit until you do." Dropzone informed the motorcycle femme. Arcee, with a dissatisfied look on her faceplate, reluctantly agreed to let the medic see the wound.
Both teams formed behind their designated leaders, minus Arcee and Silverfrost, who were fixing Arcee's wound. Just as Dropzone was about to speak, a ground bridge opened with Bulkhead rushing through, wrecking balls deployed, yelling a battle cry. "You're a little late 'Bulk." Bumblebee said awkwardly. Bulkhead paused, then looked at the gathered bots, before deactivating his weapons and walking over to his team. "Ok, now is that everyone?" Dropzone asked, causing a few laughs from both teams. "Alright that should hold for a while, I could do better, but we would need a med bay for that." Silverfrost said coming over with a partially patched up Arcee. The motorcycle femme was still holding her wounded shoulder but looked in less pain then before. Removing her hand and going over to stand by her team, both teams noticed that there was a quick patch thrown over the battle wound. "That won't hold for long," Silverfrost stated to Optimus, "I could do better but I need better medical equipment to fix it right." Optimus nodded, "Thank you."
"Well, we have introduced ourselves how about our teams?" Dropzone asked the Prime. "Very well." Optimus replied to the grey mech. "Allow us to start," Dropzone began, "First off, I am Dropzone, me and my team, the two-fifty-fifth assault, just landed here earlier this solar-cycle. Hotwire here is a fighter plain and simple, although prepare yourself for some bad jokes when he is around." Hotwire laughed at that, "Well those 'bad jokes' made you laugh plenty of times."
"Next we have Slipstream, our scout, although you wouldn't think that when you see her in battle." Dropzone continued. "Nice to meet some other 'Bots for once, instead of more 'Cons." Slipstream said, smiling. "Vigilance is our strategist and a very good fighter." Dropzone said, while Vigilance only nodded his greeting. "Finally we have Silverfrost, our medic, and I for one do not think our team would have a member left without her." Dropzone motioned to Silverfrost when he said this and the femme waved a servo in greeting.
Optimus stepped forward now, "I am Optimus Prime,"
"Wait, THE Optimus Prime?" Hotwire interrupted. "Yes." Optimus replied simply. "I'm Bumblebee!" the yellow mech spoke up quickly, waving his greeting. "I'm Arcee." The blue motorcycle femme said, her tone serious. "I'm Bulkhead." The large green mech who had come through the ground bridge said, still looking slightly embarrassed, although he had mostly regained his composure by now. "Our medic, Ratchet, is currently at our base, operating our ground bridge." Optimus added. "Ah, but where is the second one?" Dropzone asked. "The second one is under Deception control." Optimus stated, answering the grey mech's question. "Deceptions? Here?" Dropzone asked the Prime. "Perhaps it would be best to discuss this at base." Optimus decided. "Wait, Optimus, would they be okay with the kids?" Arcee quietly asked the leader of team Prime. "Yes, they should be ok, as long as the kids do not antagonize them." Optimus answered the motorcycle femme. "I'm sorry, but if we are going to see your base, we need to do it quickly. We have our own ship and I don't feel like leaving it to the 'Cons." Dropzone quickly interrupted the conversation before it could continue. Without further hesitation, Optimus called base, "Ratchet, send a ground bridge, we have guests."
"Prisoners?" The medic quickly asked. "No, fellow Autobots." The Prime responded.
(Team Prime Base)
The ground bridge opened and as the bots started to walk through. Each of the humans were wondering what the new bots would be like. Miko was wondering what kind of weapons each one would have, Jack was wondering how much the bots could be trusted, and Raf was wondering if they would be nice or not.
Arcee was the first through with Silverfrost next to her. "Where is your med bay? The faster I can get a permanent fix on that wound, the better." Silverfrost asked the motorcycle femme. "It is over here, come on I'll show you." Arcee responded, walking towards the med bay. Jack heard this, and as his partner walked past decided to check if she was ok. "Hey, Arcee! Are you ok?" Jack asked as she passed. Arcee waved Jack off as she continued to the med bay "It's nothing, just a small wound."
"Why are there humans in your base?" Silverfrost asked, stopping to look at Jack."We try to help out when and however we can, you are fighting for our planet so we could at least try to help out." Jack responded to the white femme. "More like act as trouble magnets." Arcee said, continuing to the med bay, Silverfrost soon deciding to follow. "That's awesome! What's your longest shot with it?" Miko's voice reached Jack's awareness. Deciding that watching Miko's almost never-ending Q&A could at least give him a vague idea of who these new bots were and how they worked.
Dropzone almost felt sorry for the red mech, Hotwire was undergoing the most intensive interrogation Dropzone had ever seen, and it was coming from the human called Miko, but to Dropzone it almost seemed that Hotwire was enjoying answering the questions. Whatever kept that human from questioning him, Dropzone decided. So far the questions had gone from Hotwire's alt, to how many planets he had visited, to how many 'Cons he had offlined, to why his stripes were different colors, to what weapons the red mech had, and was now asking how far was Hotwire's furthest offline shot with his sniper was.
"Hey, 'Stream." Dropzone quietly got the silver femme's attention, "Come here." Slipstream walked over from the wall she was leaning on to the grey mech. "Ya? What's up?" Slipstream asked. "I don't know about you, but if that human, Miko, starts questioning me like that, I think that I may just lose my processor, how Hotwire is still at it is beyond me." Dropzone said, nodding toward where the interrogation was happening. "Same here, but you know that this is Hotwire right? That mech loves attention. Do I have to remind you of when we were on"
"No! No, I remember."
"What you don't want me to tell the story about the"
"No! Primus no 'Stream, it was bad enough the first time, I don not need to be reminded."
"Fine, I'll stop, for now." Slipstream said with a grin.
"Funny, I will be sure to remember that." Dropzone said, glaring at the femme. "What about him?" Hearing this, Dropzone looked over to see who Miko's next victim would be, and saw that the human was pointing to, him. "Have fun 'Zone." Slipstream said, pushing the grey mech toward Miko.
"And my bad luck continues." Dropzone said, accepting that there was no real way out of his interrogation. "Don't worry, your up next." Miko said looking at Slipstream as she said this. "Uh, I'm going for a quick flight."
"Oh no you are not! If I got to do it so do you." Dropzone said with a smile on his faceplate. "Fine." Slipstream said simply. Defeated, Slipstream walked back to her spot next to the wall. Dropzone turned back to Miko just as she started to speak. Dropzone momentarily considered turning off his audios but decided that it wouldn't work, considering he had to answer the human. "So, what's your name? Are you the team leader? What weapons do you have? How many planets have you been to? Have you fought a lot of 'Cons? Have you ever fought Megatron? How many fights have you won?"
"Woah hold on, Dropzone, yes, my blades and a blaster, a lot, yes, no, and more than I can count." Dropzone quickly responded to the questioning. "Can I see your blades?" The human eagerly asked. "I suppose so, as long as that's ok with Optimus." Dropzone replied, looking to Optimus for the okay. Having been standing nearby, Optimus overheard the question, "Very well." Optimus responded to the mech.
Dropzone then allowed his blades to deploy and open on both of his arms. "How do you fight with them?" Miko asked.
"Like this." Dropzone replied, moving his blades to move into their blade-like position. Miko was surprised that the mech could move his blades like that "Wow! That's awesome! How do that?"
"Same way I can do this." Dropzone said simply, before changing into his alt form.
Miko was once again surprised by the mech. "How did you get that for an alt form?"
Dropzone laughed as he transformed back to his normal form "You would need to ask Slipstream that."
"Slipstream?"
"Her." Dropzone said, motioning toward the femme in question.
"Oh ok. You are cool! What's your name again?" Miko asked.
"Dropzone, try not to forget." The grey mech said, smile on his faceplate as he walked away. "Oh Slipstream, your turn!" Dropzone called as he walked past her.
"Fine. Hey, where are you going?" Slipstream asked as Dropzone continued past her.
"Oh, med bay, going to check on 'Frost and that motorcycle femme." Dropzone replied.
"Oh alright, tell 'Frost I said that she needs to get out here, we need to get back to the ship eventually."
Dropzone nodded before going inside the med bay. Inside, Silverfrost was almost finished welding Arcee's battle wound, while Ratchet was standing off to the side watching 'Frost finish the weld. "And… there! All done." Silverfrost said, removing the welder and allowing Arcee to see the wound. Much to Arcee's surprise, it was almost impossible to see where the damage was at, you could barely see it if you knew it was there, but otherwise, it was as if the damage was never there. "Wow, nice job, I can barely see where it was at!" Arcee said.
"Well, I'm a medic for a reason." Silverfrost said jokingly.
Ratchet walked over to see the repairs to check if it passed his inspection "Well, you certainly did a good job Silverfrost." Ratchet said while looking over Arcee's weld.
"I should hope so, this is a bot we are talking about, it should be perfect, nothing less." Silverfrost said quickly.
"'Frost, if you are done fixing up Arcee, we need to get back to the ship soon." Dropzone interrupted.
"What, oh, alright, I'm coming. Let me know if you have any problems with that weld Arcee." Silverfrost said walking toward the door to follow Dropzone, who was walking out.
"I think Ratchet can take it from here, but thanks for helping me Silverfrost." Arcee said to the femme as she walked out.
"Alright, oh and you can call me 'Frost if you want." Silverfrost said walking away, surprising Arcee.
"Two-Fifty-Fifth, it's getting late! We are heading back to the ship!" Dropzone called to his team causing them to start moving towards the ground bridge, while Dropzone walked over to Optimus "Optimus, sir, would you mind if we used your ground bridge to return to our ship? We have the landing coordinates."
"Yes, Dropzone you may, and while I may be a Prime, you do not have to address me as sir." Optimus replied to the grey mech. Dropzone nodded in response before walking over to the ground bridge, where Ratchet was currently at after leaving the med bay. "Ratchet, could I use that console to input the coordinates?" Dropzone asked the medic.
"If you must." Ratchet replied in his normal aggravated tone. Dropzone then proceeded to enter the coordinates before walking over to the ground bridge. When Ratchet activated the ground bridge, Dropzone turned for just a moment to wave before entering the ground bridge behind his team.
(Star ship, Desert)
Dropzone was in the bridge, thinking about what had just happened this solar-cycle. He had just arrived on a new planet, got a new alt form, had to save Hotwire's aft from getting blasted to the Pit, met Optimus Prime, fought Optimus Prime, found out there was a Decepticon presence on the planet, met Team Prime as Raf told him they called themselves, saw Optimus' base, and saw how the Prime operated.
As Dropzone was recapping the day, the door to the bridge opened allowing Vigilance to enter. Coming in Vigilance walked over to where Dropzone was at, pulled up a chair, and fell into the chair. "That, was exhausting, even for me."
Dropzone laughed at this comment from Vigilance before responding "You and me both. So did you get the 'Miko Interrogation'?"
"Nah, I got lucky, apparently my seriousness was able to keep her at bay. Although that femme could defeat Unicron by opening her mouth." Vigilance said, his seriousness disappearing in an instant when nobot was around. "I on the other servo, was not as lucky as you. That femme is almost worse than that one car femme we met at that outpost on New Iacon IX." Dropzone stated. "No you are wrong, that car femme was WAY worse." Vigilance said. "What? Just because she welded your pedes together she is worse?" Dropzone asked. "Yes." Vigilance stated simply. "Ok then if you say so." Dropzone said, a smile on his faceplate. "Alright, well I'm going to get some recharge before I go into stasis lock." Vigilance said getting up from his spot in the chair before walking out of the bridge room.
Nobot would ever guess that Vigilance could open up like that, but it normally helped if you knew him since you were sparklings. Dropzone, finally deciding he had done enough for the solar-cycle, followed his friend's example and went to go get some recharge.
AN: Another short chapter, sorry. I hope to update again soon. Any and all reviews are greatly appreciated! Oh, and Merry Christmas!