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Note: Mariel was formerly known as Mariel Samantha Witwicky, but I chose to change her middle name. I'm terribly sorry if I don't do how Jazz speaks justice. I only have a handful of examples to go off of and I am not used to writing people who have accents!
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KEY
"Talking."
"Cybertronian."
"Radio-clips"
Thoughts/Dream/Flashback (If it's a dream or a flashback, I will also ensure that you all know)
"Phone."
The entire ride was filled with endless chatter as they headed towards the abandoned power plant that was five hours away from Tranquility. Jazz found that he enjoyed the endless chatter of the two girls, not at all feeling left out despite the fact they were "girlfriends". In fact, they were all too happy to answer any question he had involving human mating, besides the actual mating ritual itself. He found it completely absurd that people would look down on human mechs and femmes who decided they wanted to be with another mech or femme rather than having a femme/mech relationship. Sure, it probably didn't help that femme/femme and mech/mech relationships couldn't create a sparkling in the human race, but from what they told him, there were plenty of orphaned sparklings that needed creators and a home. Humans are a confusing race, Jazz decided as he listened to the girl prattle on.
When they finally arrived at the designated meeting spot, he was about to open to the doors of his alt. to let the femmes out. While Yomi was about to open the door, Mariel took advantage of his alt. mode being a convertible and hoped over the side instead. Jazz gave her an amused look, letting Yomi out. He then let his holoform fizzle out of existence, finally transforming so the girls could see what he looked like. He couldn't help but grin at the amazed looks on their faces as he transformed in front of them.
"Damn you got an awesome visor!" Mariel said, giving a whistle.
"Why thank ya', Lil' Lady!" Jazz replied with a grin.
The silver mech was all too happy that he had been assigned as Yomi and Mariel's guardian. He found both girls rather hilarious, though strange. They threw insults they didn't mean at one another, talking about random things... They, despite having only officially known each other and been girlfriends for a week-ish, were already best friends. He could tell that they adored each other, something he was glad they found despite how young they were. He also admired how Mariel seemed to put her brother first when it came to everything. During the chatter, he learned that Mariel was a big prankster like himself, but that she never did more than some very harmless pranks when it came to her brother. She looked out for him like she was his older sister, not his younger twin.
She acts like they're split-spark twins, Jazz thought. But that's not possible since they're human. Maybe they're split-soul twins? I mean... It could be possible... I guess I'll talk to Ratchet about that.
"Hey, Jazz?"
The silver mech looked down to see Yomi standing there. A quick scan of the area informed him that Mariel had scampered off to where Mikaela was, with Sam and Bumblebee. From what the mech could tell, it seemed like the two females were talking and Mikaela looked a bit put off. Returning his attention to Yomi, he motioned for her to go ahead.
"I need you to do me a favor," Yomi started, "Keep an eye on Mariel mostly. Especially if we get attacked by 'Cons again. Please. She'll neglect her own health just to take care of her brother. I... Normally don't listen to school rumors but... There's a rumor that Mari once hid the fact she was sick just so Sam didn't have to go to school without her. She's extremely overprotective of him. If caught in a battle... She'll ignore any injuries she has so that she can save his life."
"You thin' sh'd risk offlin'in jus' to protect 'er b'other?" Jazz asked, both surprised and impressed.
"I... It's just a hunch but... I feel like something bad is going to happen to her," Yomi admitted. "Please Jazz. I don't know if I'd be able to get through to her. If I can't, you'll probably need to physically pick her up to keep her from hurting herself."
"Hey, don' worry so much, Lil' Lady," Jazz assured Yomi. "Tha's wha' 'm 'ere for. Tah mak' sure y'all stay 'live. Besides, it'd be a sham' tah loose friends lik' you two!"
"Thanks, Jazz," Yomi said with a smile. "She needs someone who can take care of her. I'm glad that you'll do that."
"Yer welc'me, Lil' Lady," Jazz replied with a grin.
"Holy shit!"
Mariel had been giving Mikaela the third degree, much to Sam's embarrassment, when she noticed something. Upon looking up, she spotted about three vehicles that looked awesome driving towards them. What had caused her outburst was the big rig, which was mainly blue with custom red flames painted onto it. It made her eyes wide and she wanted to drool over just how wonderful it looked. Her exclamation drew the attention of their guardians, who both grinned. Well, Jazz did. Bumblebee hopped from foot to foot excitedly.
As the three vehicles drew close, they suddenly started to shift. When they stopped, they began to stand up. Mariel watched in wonder as the lime green emergency response vehicle became an Autobot taller than Bumblebee. The black truck became a lightly taller Autobot, one that looked much meaner. The final Autobot, the blue and red one, was by far the tallest. Mariel had instant respect for the large Autobot, her eyes staring at him in wonder. Something in her heart told her he was in charge and that he would never harm her brother, or anyone if he could help it. Unless they were Decepticon.
"Woah..."
"Jazz, Bumblebee," the lime one said, "May I assume that you've run into no trouble lately? How have the holoforms been working?"
"Besides Barr'cade we've had no tro'ble. Luckily, no perm'nent injuries w're gained," Jazz replied. "Nice tah see ya' too, Docbot."
"Don't call me that," the lime one snapped.
"Enough, both of you," the red and blue Autobot calmly told the two. He then turned his attention to the three girls and single boy. "May I assume that you are Samuel James Witwicky, descendant of Archibald Witwicky?"
The large Autobot had knelt, bring his face to their level. Mariel got the feeling that he was trying to look less threatening, even though she knew her brother was probably about to wet himself. She bravely started to walk a bit closer, curious. She saw Sam do the same from the corner of her eye.
"Yeah..." the boy replied hesitantly. "That's me. Who... Who are you?"
"I am Optimus Prime," the Autobot replied. "Leader of the Autobots. Now... Which of you three is Mariel Janet Witwicky?"
"That's me, Sir," Mariel said respectfully, bringing his attention to her.
He nodded, then turned to the other two, as if waiting for them to introduce themselves.
"I'm Yomi. Yomi Pierce," Yomi said, coming to stand by Mariel. "I'm Mariel's girlfriend. Please look up the term because I don't feel like re-explaining what we've already told Jazz."
Optimus nodded, his eyes turning to the still hesitant Mikaela.
"I... I'm Mikaela Banes. I'm an... Acquaintance of the Twins."
Optimus nodded. He then turned their attention to the two next to him.
"This is Ironhide, the Autobot weapons specialist. And he is Ratchet, our Medical Officer," Optimus introduced. "You already know our scout and Samuel's guardian, Bumblebee. Along with Mariel's guardian and our saboteur, Jazz."
"A scout, huh?" Sam asked, glancing over at Bumblebee, who looked impressed with himself.
Mariel had to hide a smile as she realized that Bumblebee might have a crush on her brother, if his actions of trying to impress Sam were anything to go by. It was why he changed to a newer model of car, she could tell that he wanted to impress Sam. She had heard Sam explain that Mikaela didn't mean to hurt Bee's feelings by calling his alt. mode a piece of crap earlier.
Oh, my poor oblivious brother... You have two perfectly decent men- err, well, yeah -who would like you to notice them, but you're still thinking like a straight man... Mariel couldn't help but think.
"Hmm... Pheromones-"
"Uh, Ratchet?" Mariel instantly turned to the medic. "Please don't do that. It's a bit... Well... Impolite. Besides, humans don't have that strong of a sense of smell, so it'd make it awkward if you announced how anyone here was feeling about someone else. Okay?"
Ratchet blinked but nodded and wisely kept his mouth shut. Mariel relaxed, glad that her brother's dignity was now safe.
"... What was that about?"
Mariel turned to her poor, naïve brother and gave him her most winning smile.
"Nothing, Sammy. I promise," she replied, keeping her smile on. "Now... Prime, sir, is there a reason why you seem so interested in my brother and I? Jazz mentioned something about needing our great-grandfather's glasses...?"
Optimus nodded, standing up a bit. He pressed something on the side of his helm as he began to explain about the war, the cube, and the importance of the glasses. A hologram was displayed, showing them images of the war on Cybertron and of the Cube. When Mariel saw an image of the cube, she felt an odd tingle go down her spine. Like she was looking at something sacred. When the little "presentation" was done, she turned her attention to Optimus.
"Prime..." she began, unsure why she kept calling him just "Prime", "You said that the Allspark was immensely powerful. What all can it do?"
"The Allspark can create life and energon," Optimus said. "In this case, it can provide Megatron with an edge as he could use it to bring online more Decepticons faster."
"By create life..."
"A Cybertronian can build a body, one of any physical age, and the Allspark will grant it a spark with the knowledge that corresponds with that age," Optimus explained. "While not the only way to create life when it comes to our species, it was the quickest and easiest way. Something we need with how close our race is to extinction."
"It sounds very powerful," Mariel said. "And... I worry that the human government may have already found it. The images suggest the cube is large, not to mention easily identifiable."
"You worry what your people may be doing with it should they have it," Optimus guessed.
"Yes. The government likely has Megatron still frozen somewhere. If they do, Prime, then that would explain the sudden jump in "inventing" modern technology for our race in the most recent years," Mariel said, looking concerned.
"I can understand your worry," Optimus said, voice soothing. "Your internet has revealed much about how your governments tend to act. Especially if they feel like they're being threatened. I have taken this into consideration and we plan to keep a low profile as best we can. We do not wish to cause any trouble. However, if your government does have the Allspark, I will reach out and request it be returned. I plan to keep things as diplomatic as possible."
"And if the government decides to attack?"
"We will do what we can without causing human casualty."
Mariel couldn't help but smile at that. She nodded before glancing at the brother as she remembered something.
"Sammy... You do still have those glasses, right?"
Sam nodded. "Yeah, they're in a bag in my backpack."
"Let's get going then," Mikaela said. "I don't know about you, but I don't want this Megatron to take over the Earth."
"Sounds like it'll take a while," Yomi remarked. "Mind if I take Jazz and stop by my house to get some supplies?"
"Supplies?" Mikaela asked.
"That's a great idea," Mariel agreed. "The coordinates on the glasses could lead us halfway across the country."
"Uh... Us?" Sam asked.
"Yes. Us. Sammy, this is our legacy. You always wanted to be an adventurer, remember?" Mariel said. "Besides, they're new to Earth. They have a better chance of lying low with four humans with them."
"Or we could end up getting in their way, or dead, and what about our parents?!" Sam replied, looking frantic.
"Sammy..." Mariel sighed.
"We do not want to endanger human lives," Optimus said. "All we need is the glasses."
"Too bad," Mariel said. "Sammy and I are coming, and no one is changing my mind!"
"... I hate it when you make decisions for me..." Sam muttered.
"Murderous cop car, remember?"
"Annnd we're safer with the Autobots," Sam agreed at once.
"Wuss."
"Bitch."
"Moron."
"..."
Mariel smirked at her brother, who glared back in a playful manner. The Autobots watched, amazed at how much the two acted like Cybertronian twins tended to. Playful banter and some fighting. Nothing serious and the two were never too serious about their insults, it appeared. The two continued for some time, throwing playful insults back and forth with Yomi and Mikaela just shaking his head.
"Alright. Sam and Mikaela will hit Sam's house," Yomi interrupted. "With the Autobots. Jazz, Mari', and I will go get some human supplies."
"Yeah. That's a good plan," Sam agreed.
"We shoul' prob'bly get goin' then," Jazz said, switching to his car form. "Who wan's driv's seat?"
Mariel grinned and hopped into the driver's seat while Yomi rolled her eyes and calmly got into the passenger seat. They waved goodbye to Optimus and the others, speeding off the get the necessities that humans needed for long trips.
"Yah kno' wha', Mari'? I thin' you an' Ah'll get 'long jus' fine," Jazz said with a grin.
"I sure hope so, Jazzy," Mariel smirked.
Yomi just rolled her eyes at the due, though she was smiling.
Alright. Sorry if it was a sucky chapter. I didn't know how else to introduce the rest of the Autobots, if I'm honest. As this focuses on Mariel, we won't be seeing S-7 in the normal way. A different route is taken. *smirks*
Mariel: Aria's taking votes on weather Jazz should die or not.
*shrugs* Eh. Maybe. Have a good day/night!