Chapter Three: Motionless
Author's Note #1: I do not own Transformers or any other brand name mentioned in this story. Only the Original Characters who appear in them.
Author's Note #2: The game Airmech mentioned in this story is owned by Carbon Games, and is not mine. You can check it out at the Carbon Games website. If you end up liking the game, refer me by going to the referrals tab and typing Graystripe01 as your referal, but do it before lvl 3. Thank you very much if you do.
Fittingly enough, Airmech is a Real Time Strategy game where you fly around as a transforming plane or helicopter, buying and placing units with the goal of destroying the opponent's base in mind.
Author's Note #3 This where things start to intertwine with other Transformers Series. The verses that will be merged for certain are Michael Bay's Movies, TF Prime, and TF Animated.
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This is a human talking
This is a human thinking
This is a Cybertronian speaking
=|This is comlink speech|=
="This is comlink/radio speach out loud"=
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Optimus Prime: TF Prime
BumbleBee: TF Prime (Beeps will be translated into Morse Code, with Subtitles)
WheelJack: TF Prime, but invents things
Arcee: TF Prime
Bulkhead: TF Prime
Jazz: Movie-Verse
Prowl: TF Animated
Ratchet: TF Prime
Ironhide: Movie-Verse
(The Wreckers/Roadbusters or who-ever, will be in here once I figure out their personalities. Along with Mirage. Que and Wheeljack will be two different mechs, but they'll both be scientists)
Prologue
"There's somethin' fishy going on here." I tell myself, trying to figure what's going on. The bus stop at the next intersection, and we all look around for more crazy drivers. Seeing none, the Gord starts crossing the road, but then guns the engine to go as fast as it can. We're all whipped into the back of our seats, and I catch something in the corner of my eye as my head its the seat. To my right I see a red and blue semi screaming towards us. I spot a green 4x4 just behind, braking hurridly. Then the truck applies its' brakes, the tires lock and it slides towards the bus as it tries to avoid a collision.
We're gonna make it, we're gonna make it, we're gonna - make it!
"OH SHIT!" I yell as the truck comes straight at the bus. No, straight at me.
Everything goes into slow motion, I turn my body to the right, facing the window, and the silver grill of the truck was all I saw before the window went white. My arm was in the straps of my backpack from me leaning around the seat to see the cars go by. I manage to bring my arm up in front of my face before the glass hits me, then I'm winded by an immense force, pushing the seat up into me. I feel something soft below me, and realize it's the seat across the isle.
Now I'm upside-down, crashing into something that's not there. Glass. It breaks, and I'm flying throught the air, with the seats behind me.
I'm Upside-right again, and I watch the bus flip onto it's side as the truck tips onto its side, sliding behind the bus, which is bent in a sharp U around my spot.
As hard as it was to breath before, my lungs must be flat now as I hit the ground, sliding across the ground before the seat catches the ground and I'm in the air once more. My weight's on the seat from across the isle again when the other one flies past my head on my way back into the air.
With the ground on the roof of my vision, I realize everyone else is seeing the same thing as both the truck and the bus are on their roofs, sliding towards me.
My head jerks to the back of my neck when the seat finds the ground the second time. The yellow blur of a bus is parallel to the road, pivoting where the engine is, while the truck is spinning on the very top of it's cab.
The sight slides up my view, replaced by blue. My body is weightless now, and I pull my head forward as the cusioned metal scrapes the ground, turning its weight to the left.
I find myself spun 180 degrees, and coming to a stop, watching the other vehicals do the same. The bus is stuck on its drivers side, underside facing the center of the road. The truck, too, is on it's drivers side, with the pionts between the edge of the hood and front of the roof facing the middle of the gravel road. I notice a green 4x4 stopped inbetween the crumpled bus and hardly dented semi.
The rocks flying through the air suddenly pick up their pace, and time is brought back to normal. I lay my head down, and the last thing I see before blacking out from a sudden wave of immense pain, is the truck grow arms and legs, maybe even a head. I don't know, everything is so blurry, and nothing makes sense. Hmm... I'm tired.
Sorry for the short chapter, but I don't really know what to do with the story after the crash QUITE yet, but I'm getting there.
If you do try out Airmech, don't forget to refer me if you like it.
I've decided to scrap the idea of having other people's OC Transformers in this 'Fic. I'll have my hands full figuring out the original charaters, never mind other people's. Sorry about that.
Tell me what you think of my first FanFiction Story. I could really use help here to see what people want. All I have to go on right now is what I like, and for me, that's long chapters.
THIS STORY IS A SOME-WHAT CROSS-OVER OF CHARACTERS FROM BAY'S MOVIES, TRANSFORMERS PRIME AND TRANSFORMERS ANIMATED. An Author Note chapter will explain who is from which verse later on.