Hey, I'm going back on some stuff I've said. I'm still going to try and keep up with my other stories, but right now, this one is capturing my most interest. Just know that you can make any story of mine you want be my favorite, just review. I got three reviews for this one recently so I became eager to update. You all know how it works, if you have a profile. Oh, I don't know if you knew this, because a lot of people don't allow this, but I let people without a profile or people not logged on to review my stuff.
Hope you like it.
I leaned against the wall as I watched Sarah spin around, taking in her surroundings. We had just arrived at the old base, the building I called home until Will said I was to stay with them.
"So this is for real?" she asked. Will stood next to me and nodded. "I want to look around. Where did you work?" she asked.
"I haven't been here so long, I don't remember my way around. Sam's our tour guide." he said turning to me. I actually smiled a bit, standing away from the wall.
"How do you remember your way around?" she accused, "If Will doesn't?"
"I would never forget. Will only worked here. I lived here. That and this is where I've lived since I had to leave my family."
"Oh, I'm sorry." she said. I smiled a bit more.
"Oh, it's alright. As I said. I called it home, I didn't just live here. This is as close to where I belong here on Earth." she noticed m slight smile and nodded, seeming to enjoy me happy instead of close to a nervous breakdown. I didn't feel guilty being happy here. I had real memories here. And the truck was just a replacement. Fake.
I started forward, we were in the entrance room. I headed toward the human-sized door to the left.
"This is the NEST entrance room." I motioned around after we went through.
"NEST was the group of humans that worked with the Autobots, like me. Non-biological Extraterrestrial Support Team." he said. I was the tour guide, he was the translator. I went throughout the human side of the base, finishing with the mess hall.
"This is where we ate. Just for something extra, Will, Epps, the rest of his team, and I sat here." I walked to set my hand on the table closest the door. I sighed, missing those times, then turned to the exit. They followed me and I lead them to a single bed room.
"Is this where you slept?" She asked.
"No, Mikayla slept here. It was originally my room, but if you remember, Will told you I moved in with my guardian." I walked up to a door easily mistaken as a closet, but the closet was on another wall. I opened it up and walked through, careful of the ledge.
"This is where I've slept the last twenty-some years. When they were still here, ever since then, except the few years after they left I was with my parents." I walked down the steps to ground level, we were now in Autobot territory, my territory. It took four stories on the human side to match the one Autobot story.
"This is B-" Sarah cut herself off and glanced at me, but I wasn't bothered too much. Not here where the Autobots once called home.
"Yes. We slept there." I motioned to the spot bellow the small balcony where the door was. I continued out, almost back to my normal mood. It was nice to be here and prove I haven't forgotten anything.
"These doors lead to different rooms." I said, they were each ajar. I went into the first. "This was Arcee's." it was slightly smaller than the others, and there was more pink.
"The one across the hall was Chromia's." I motioned to said room, they went in and I stood in the door way. Will was seeing the whole place from a different perspective, so this was all new in a way for him too.
"Farther along, we have The rec room. Ironhide and Ratchet developed controllers large enough for them to play. That dent in the wall was the result of Skids and Mudflap's last fight on Earth." I gestured to above the Autobot-sized couch. In a way, I was seeing the building from a new perspective too. Physically. I've usually seen it from the Autobot's level, now I was on the ground. And that made me frown.
I showed them the rest of the base, and we ended in the entrance room, before the building parted into the two separate sides. With that thick wall separating them, it separated not just the two halves, but the humans from the Autobots. Maybe that's what made the government force them off Earth. The wall between humanity and Cybertronians. With those rare doors between the races, NEST. Only one of those doors have never been locked, literary. The door between my room, because it was built for me, and Bee's.
I sighed and turned to them, my grim face back in place.
"We need to leave now. Dinner needs to be finished." Sarah said, frowning at my face. She had realized I was almost happy here, and didn't want to take me from that. But she didn't realize if I stayed here too long, I would be sadder than if I was never here. As I said, I had real memories here. Real things to be upset over, not substitutes to frown at their existence.
"Let's go." Will said, holding the door open. I walked out after Sarah, heading toward the truck.
Half way back, Sarah seemed to want to try to cheer me up again.
"So, why did they leave?" it was the first question that came to mind, and she knew talking about them would help.
"They didn't just leave. They were forced off Earth." I said.
"By who?"
"Your government. I've had too many, arguments, with them. I now hate them about as much as I hate Starscream."
"Starscream, second in command on the Decepticon fraction."
"Not Megatron,"
"Megatron, leader of the Decepticons. Sam killed him once, but he came back to life and tried to kill him."
"because I don't hate them that much."
"Megatron didn't just try to kill him, he did kill Sam. But the original Primes, the Cybertronian dynasty, sent him back. Sam also hates Megatron's circets for killing Optimus, But Sam brought him back with the Matrix of Leadership. A key with tremendous power, originally created to activate something called the solar harvester. This was a machine designed to harvest our sun and turn its power into Energon and destroy our species in the process. Energon is-" I cut Will off.
"Seriously, you don't have to define everything. Energon is their energy, used for different purposes. Mostly it's like their blood." I explained without having to define anything else. "That was easy."
"So, this went from why they left to their blood?" she asked. I nodded, though she couldn't se it.
"Oh, uh. I think we have a new problem." Will said, pulling to a stop in front of the house.
"What?" Sarah asked worried.
"What are we going to tell Annie?" I frowned, it was probably best if we didn't tell her. I'm going to move out before she realizes I'm not aging, and she's probably better off not knowing I came from a group of aliens and that I'm practically one of them.
"Sam is a friend of yours. His parents kicked him out on his eighteenth birthday, so you decided to take him in. I agreed." Will said as if it was true. He's been part of a top secret military branch, of course he's a convincing liar.
"Why can't he be your friend? He is." she objected, I could tell it was just curiosity.
"Where would I have met him? You're a high school teacher. I don't have a job." she smiled sheepishly and got out.
"Alright then." I followed them out and realized just why Will thought of this problem.
Annabelle was sitting on the front porch, waiting for us. Or, for them. She didn't know me.
Wait, she's going to recognize me! Surely she's seen posters. I glanced at the other two, they hadn't realized this.
Oh great, this plan is as good as gone.
Hey, hoped it was good. I don't know, but I didn't expect to get another up so quickly. I rushed to get the rest of my stories updated, then planned to ride my bike to the park the rest of the day for some quiet time, but I got back early. So, surprise!
I know, you don't care about this, but my mind is fried right now, so if I don't have a plot, I'm going to type whatever crosses my mind for two seconds. I'm going to stop now, so I don't bore you.
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