Hey! I know it's been awhile. Sorry. Finals were a pain. That and my USB drive is on the fritz. I finally was able to retrieve my files.
Primus: (rolls optics) Yes blame technology again. You seem to do that a lot.
JG: No one asked you so shut up or else I'll hit you with something!
Primus: (crosses arms) You need to stop hanging around Ratchet, Ironhide and the Twins.
JG: (points finger at Primus) No I don't!! Now quiet! I have been spending time with Ratchet ya know! And he's got an awesome aim!!
Primus: (smirks) No and yes I did know that. Now didn't you say I could do the Disclaimer? Hmmm?
JG: Why you...fine. BUT you must behave after the chapter. Got it??
Primus: (continues to smirk) Don't I always?
JG: (glares at Primus) No you do not. Now just get done with it.
Primus: (smiles innocently) Of course. JG does not own transformers in any way, shape, or form. Now no suing her for then we would have to take drastic measures.
JG: Which would be...?
Primus: Which would be sending the Twins and/or Ironhide after you, maybe Jazz. He can do a lot of damage when he's angry.
JG: (gets evil glint in eyes) Yes he can, so nobody get him mad! (smiles like nothing happened) On with the story!! Enjoy!! Oh! And for the record this 'AAAAAA' or this AAAAAA means it's our special guest speaking, and yes that special guest is a Decepticon. This "AAAAAA"means that someone is speaking from a different room. And this "AAAAAA" means that a human is speaking. And I am sorry, but this chapter is mostly dialog, but need dialog. Now... (pulls out a random spray bottle) Bad Primus!! (sprays Primus with water)
Primus: (running away from JG and the spry bottle) Where'd you get that?!
JG: (chasing after Primus) Wouldn't you like to know!!
Primus: (still running) YES! YES I WOULD!! AHHHHHH!!
JG: (still chasing) HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! (runs into wall) ...
Primus: (sigh) I might as well get her to medbay. Enjoy the story. (mumbles incoherently) Stupid Femme...
Ch. 4
Of Cons, Pasts, and Humans
"The past empowers the present, and the sweeping footsteps leading to this present mark the pathways to the future."
By: Mary Catherine Bateson
Pain. So much pain. My head throbbed as I tried to move. My mind flashed back to what had just transpired. Though the mere thought of it amplified the pain tenfold.
I sighed. Hope seemed gone. Life seemed dim. What I wouldn't give to just die.
A sound. A shifting of a body. My spark fluttered with a new found hope. I on-lined my optics, unsure of what I might see.
A girl, wearing jean shorts that go to her mid thigh, a teal tank top and a light red and white stripped over shirt, which to me looked like she stole it from a parental unit. Her waist length red hair was puled up into a messy pony tail. Her face was alight with concern, pity, and fear. Sadness reflected just under the surface of her green eyes.
"You poor thing." She said before reaching out her arm and running a hand over my armor. I flinched. Her touch was so soothing and held so much compassion, yet this girl, this human, didn't even know me, what things I have done, or how I even came to be here, though to be honest neither did I.
"Don't worry. I'll have you fixed up in no time." She whispered, running her hand against my armor for a second time. I suppressed the urge to shudder out of shear pleasure as she unconsciously brushed her hand her hand back and forth on my hood.
'Why?' I think to myself. 'Why? Why is she doing this?' Well that and 'Does she already know?'
To my left the sound of rubber soles on concrete. I turn ever so slightly as the voice of yet another human, though this one sounded male.
"So you found the car already." The human male, dressed in dark blue jeans and a sleeveless light blue shirt, said. His hair was messy, but out of the way of his brown eyes.
"How could I not?" The red haired girl replied.
The male just shrugged his shoulders.
"Um...Blair who's your friend?" The black haired boy asked. I then became aware of the third human in the room.
"Oh!! Sorry Sky. This is Jazz. Jazz this is Skyler Mahi. He's the main painter here." The girl, now identified as Blair, replied rubbing the back of her head and looking a little sheepish.
'Main painter'?? What is this place??' I asked myself, looking around for some clarification. All I saw was some tools and some lifts, along with what looked like mechanic uniforms. 'Wait. Mechanic uniforms!! By the Allspark!! I'm in a human car garage!!' The thought scared me, though I hate to admit it. It did. I had read enough about them on the humans World Wide Web to understand what goes on here. The fact that these humans think that I'm a pathetic, Earth-based 'car', as they have already put it, was enough, but the thought of one of them trying to 'fix me' was it. I would have off-lined if I hadn't needed to find out more information.
It seemed as while I was having my internal rant the humans had finished their introductions.
"Hey why don't you two go to the Rec. Room 'cause I'm going to get started. After all, it's going to take at least a week to a week and a half to strip him of all this damage!" Blair said as she turn to face me. She sighed before picking up a clipboard and walking around me, mumbling and writing as went.
"'Him'? I thought you got over giving cars genders?!" Skyler said, shaking his head.
Blair stopped. She placed the eraser end of her pencil on her chin. She looked like she was thinking of some sort of comeback. Looking up she said, " That's what you thought. Not what actually happened. And so what if I a car 'He' or 'She'!? It's not a crime!!"
"With you it is." Skyler said dryly, shaking his head.
"Um...Sky?" She said setting the pencil and clipboard down on a nearby table and pointing to a door across the room.
"What?" He said not looking up.
"Jazz. Rec. room. You both know I would, but I kinda half to get started here. After all, it is going to take me over a week to fix him."
I have to admit, even though I don't want to, that I am beginning to like this human girl. She knows what she wants and how to get it. Well...as far as I have seen any way. Maybe this won't be as bad as I first thought. After all she seemed capable enough.
Blair, as she was called, picked up the clipboard again and continued to circle me, jotting things down every so often, while both of the males went to another room.
I watched her move around me, looking up every so often to look over the damage. Turning my attention I pick up on a very interesting conversation...
"Is she always like dat?"
"Ya, but she wasn't always so...cheerful."
" Ya say dat like it's a bad thin."
"Well...it's not, but there was a time that she would rarely talk or even make a sound. She acted like she didn't exist."
"Why?"
"Her parents died...one moment."
The black haired male waked out into the main part of the garage and up to Blair.
"How old are you?" He asked.
"Um...17...Why?" Blair said, not looking up from looking under my hood.
'Very dedicated. Yes. Very dedicated indeed.' I note.
"No reason. Thanks." And with that he turned to leave.
'I'll definitely need to keep listening.'
"Where was I? Oh ya!! Her parents died 12 years ago."
"How dat happin?"
"Oh some deranged idiot that blamed her parents for some misfortune that befell him stopped by for a visit. And apparently he was packin"
"Packin?"
"Ya. He had a gun. Shot both of her parents and set the house on fire. If it wasn't for the fact that she was playing hide and go seek at that time she might have been shot too."
"Man..."
"I'll agree with that statement."
"So how'd ya come ta know her?"
"I was seven. My dad had taken me to work that day. We were heading back home the long way when we saw the house. At this point it was nearly engulfed. Dad told me to call 911. Told me the directions and left the car. He ran inside to see if there was anyone still alive. From what he told me he found Blair sitting between her parents crying her heart out and was covered in blood. He picked her up and carried her out of the house. I could see Dad trying to comfort her, but it didn't to be going very well. He set her down in the seat beside me and we waited for the Fire Department to show. I didn't like to see her so scared, so sad, so I tried to comfort her. Surprisingly it worked. Ten minuets later the Fire Department showed up with an Ambulance. She was put inside and taken to the nearest hospital. Dad decided to fallow, because she sorta knew us now and I had been able to calm her. Plus Dad wanted to see if we could take her in, just until she was able to go with a relative. She ended up staying with us for about seven months, then went to her Uncle's house. Not the best choice."
"Why?"
"Well you see her Uncle drank...a lot. When he did he became abusive and when he wasn't drunk, he was still abusive. He threatened to kill me just to make sure that she wouldn't go telling anyone. Somehow she managed to tell me and from there we devised an escape plan. She got out, finished school and here she is. Been like this for two years now and we definitely aren't going to change it now."
I stared blankly at the wall in front of me, going over what I had just overheard. It was just horrific...I mean during the war many sparklings lost their parents, but there was no war going on around here so why? There was only one word that I could have used to describe how I felt right now.
'Slag. Yes 'Slag' works very wel...OWWWW!! Stupid femme...'
"Strange? Did the car just flinch? Note-to-self 'Do not go poking around there again'. Hey Haru!!" Blair called out, catching my attention as a new name was thrown out there.
"Yes Blair?" Another human stepped into the room. This one had on a blue mechanics uniform, a dark blue hat (which was on backwards) over his messy brown hair. His dark brown eyes looked quit knowledgeable, despite the young age.
"Alright. The metal exterior is still salvageable. It's just a bit banged up. So first things first. We need to strip him of all the dented metal, then we can get started on the engine."
'This human is definitely driven. That's for sure.'
"Um, Blair? What do mean 'we'?" This human, Haru I think, sounded a little...apprehensive.
"It means you're going to help me, silly! I made a promise to him that I was going to get him up and running in three weeks. Anyway the Twins are out of town and Dante is nowhere to be found. So that leaves just you." Blair said looking up from her clipboard.
"What about Skyler? Can't he help you?"
"He's busy entertain a guest, plus you need the hours. Right?"
"Well...ya."
"After all your still technically an intern. A paid intern, but an intern none the less. Ya need the experience. Right?"
"I can see why Skyler never can win an argument with you."
"Huh? Why?"
"You're a master at using reverse psychology."
"Really."
These humans are an interesting species and very entertaining, but they talk to much.
"Do I have a choice?"
"No."
"Fine"
"Yay!!"
'This girl knows how to get what she wants, that's for sure. I think that I'm going to really like this human'
"Um...Blair is the engine supposed to make that noise?"
"I...don't think...so...It's so not a normal car."
"Uh-huh..."
Twitch. Twitch. Twitch. These humans are going to drive me CRAZY!! I think more than Skywarp and his idiotic pranks!!
Again another conversation catches my attention.
"Hey Skyler?"
"Ya Jazz?"
"Not dat planin' dis mans demise isn't fun, cause it is, but shouldn't we go check on Blaire?"
"Why?"
"Cause we have been in here talkin' for bout three hours."
"Oh...that's why. Sure why not."
Both girls set down there weapons, a.k.a. tools, and just stared at me.
Blair spoke first.
"That's all we can do for now."
"I'm going to head home now. It's getting late and I promised that I would be home before midnight."
"'K. See ya Haru." Blair said as the other human walked way.
"Hey Blair!!"
'Oh look their still alive...joy.'
"Oh! Hey Sky, Jazz. Have a nice chat?"
"Not to bad. Told him though, about you know what."
"Oh. OH!! Ummm...thanks...You just saved me tons."
"No prob. Any time. Any time."
"Blair?"
"Ya Jazz?"
"Who was dat?"
"Oh, that was Haru. He's an intern here, but with the experience hours I'm giving him he'll be a full time mechanic in no time!"
'Intern? I wonder what it means...' I just sat there deep in thought, scanning the 'Internet' for what it could mean, and tuning out the conversation of the three humans. At least that was what I was doing before the sound of yelling broke from that trance.
"And what if I did!? I couldn't just leave him there!!"
"I'm not saying that it's a bad thing, but think about the risks involved! If you go to the police station looking for missing persons you might get recognized! After all you're still a wanted run away! Do you want to go back??"
"...No...but still I'm willing to risk it! Jazz is a good person and he needed help so I helped him."
"That may be, but you're still not thinking. If you too-"
"Sky! Listen to yourself! You just said that it wasn't a bad thing so would you stop complaining!!"
I turned my attention to the object of their argument. He had his head lowered and had a hand placed over it. He also was rocking his back and forth. I could have sworn that I heard a sigh escape from his lips as well.
After about fifteen minutes of the argument, that was not getting won on either side, Jazz spoke up.
"Would you two stop bickerin'!! Ya both actin' like sparklings!! Skyler she knows dat your worried 'bout her, but don't you think dat she is old 'nough to make decisions for herself? And Blair, ya have ta understand where Skyler is comin' from. After all when ya were wit him Skyler probably felt useless because he couldn't help ya at all. Now I'm sorry ta have ta get serious on ya, but I will do what must be done if it keeps you two from fighting 'bout dis. Why can't you two argue bout somethin' else?!"
"Umm...sure,but Jazz?"
"Yeah Skyler?"
"What's a sparkling?"
"It's a...a...I got no clue..."
"Oh."
I just stared at him. How could he know Cybertronian terms...er,well kind of know them anyway. I'm going to have to keep a very close optic on him. Yes I will definitely have to keep a close optic on these three.
"Well I have a theory as two why you might have said it."
"Ya? What ya got Blair?"
"Well it could just be your subconscious mind trying to help you remember or well is remembering."
"Not half bad. Ya been thinkin' bout for awhile, haven't ya?"
"Well just since you started to use those weird terms."
"Blair what do you mean when you said that Jazz's mind was 'remembering' ?"
"Oh! We forgot to clue Sky in!!"
"Well be my guest."
"You sure?"
"Yep"
"Ok. Sky, Jazz doesn't remember anything from before I found him. If he did I don't think that he would be here right now, do you?"
"No."
Again I just stared at him. Not knowing how to react. This human, Jazz, knows Cybertronian terms, and has no memories of his past. This human is definitely an interesting creature. I will definitely have to keep an optic on him.
"Your kidding? Right?"
"Nope. Da girl got it right."
"..."
"Sky? You alright?"
"Uh...Hold that thought."
He pulled out some sort of electronic device. I believe that I might have come across them when I had done some research on the human race. It was something about cell phones. Apparently their version of a comm. System. I watched them wondering what was going to happen next.
"Hello? Oh hey Ethan. Ya, just hold on a sec."
He looked up from the phone and looked toward Blair.
"Ethan is getting impatient waiting for me could you lock up?"
"Sure go."
"Thanks. See ya! Nice meeting you Jazz."
"Same ta you."
Skyler walked out through the open garage door and was lost to the dark of the night. Several seconds later a car could be heard speeding down the highway. I looked back at the two remaining occupants of the garage. Blair was off near a radio and Jazz looked lost in his own thoughts.
Soon music drifted into the silent garage and Blair was answering some of Jazz's questions.
"Who's Ethan?"
"A friend of Sky's. Drives him home every night."
"Can't he drive himself home?"
"Ya, but with the price of gas as high as it is carpooling is becoming more common."
"Hm."
They both fell silent as they finished cleaning up the garage. They seemed content with listening to the music as it blasted through the whole building. I kept wondering how any one could ever listen to such noise, but soon found myself liking it. So I just sat listing and watching as the music went on...
"I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
JG: There ya go Chappy 4!
Primus: And there you go again with that 'Chappy' thing. Will you ever stop?
JG: No. Hey Guess what!?
Primus: (rolls optics) The Twins painted Ironhide , yet again.
JG: No, but good guess. The correct answer is that someone finally got who the voice in Jazz's head was! (jumps up and down)
Primus: Really? It's about time. Are you going to tell them?
JG: No. If they want to know then they are going to have to read the reviews.
Primus: (stares at JG) You are enjoying this aren't you?
JG: (trys to look innocent) Enjoying what?
Primus: Building up ones curiosity just so you can tell them that you are not going to tell them.
JG: (shrugs shoulders) I told them where to find the answer if they are that curious. Anyway the congrats go out to AnimeGirl66. Congrats! Oh and those cookies are on the Kitchen table. Ya know the ones Mom made? And for any of you that are wondering I did not help here at all. She figured it all out on her own. I just said yes or no. After all I have to make it fair, even though it is my imouto, a.k.a little sister.
The song in this Chappy was 'Numb' by Linkin Park.
I also want to say thank you to my Beta-reader FoCuSyOuRmInD. You're so great!!
Oh and Haru belongs to FoCuSyOuRmInD. Just like Skyler Mahi belongs to lendaras.
I wont be able to update for awhile cause I'm going to on a river trip for a week, so I'll update as soon as I can!
JG out.