Not much to say other than this took a damned lot longer than i originally planed, three Primus damned weeks, hopefully the next won't take as long.
Wren belongs to me, Ira to 1234Devyn and Kia to Dragonriderwarrior, everything else belongs to Hasbro.
Chapter 6
Ira was the first to wake up, by this point Optimus, Ratchet and Ironhide had all had to leave to speak with the American Government, leaving only Bumblebee and Jazz in the chamber with the recharging frames and the humans, by this point the human's minds had gone into overdrive after watching more of the episodes, so far though, none of them could come up with a conclusive theory as to what it was they'd all seen.
With a loud yawn and stretch the black and white femme sat up, the sparkling's all still clinging to her.
"Oh Primus, Kia, what did I drink last night? Vodka? I fell like I was hit by a speeding train! Mrs Garcia is going to be royally pissed if I don't make it to class on time." She mumbled loud enough for the others in the room to look at her as the femme walked over to the wall in a hazy state, her talons in no way stable, Jazz and Bumblebee where quickly at her sides.
"Thanks Kia, wow Wren, what'd you do to your hand? Put it in a bucket of molten metal? Eh where's that stuff you use for hangovers Kia?" Ira mumbled, having felt the scout's servo before turning to Jazz.
And promptly falling on him.
"Err, femme, you okay?" Jazz asked from where he was pinned underneath the larger femme.
Ira's visor flickered before draining of colour to reveal wide silver green and blue optics, starring right into his on black visor.
"Kia, Wren, don't wake me I'm dreaming I'm in the Bayverse Universe again! YAHOO! Take that bitches! Wait, I'm just dreaming, in that case, don't pinch… me…" Her energy all but drained when the last day and a half came back to her after seeing her winged arms.
"Oh shit, it really happened." She looked over to where Kia and Wren still lay, the rest of the sparkling's practically swarming the two for warmth.
She looked to the two bots and then to the humans in shocked stupor. "Megan Fox and Shia Laboeuf… No, Mikaela Banes and Sam Witwicky, oh god, it really happened, we're really a part of it, we really wished on that Eclipse, we, we, we all wished to come here, the sun, that light, Wren grabbing us, it all happened." Ira cast a look around her and then back to Wren, looking at the femme in a seemingly new light. "Wren, you wanted to sacrifice yourself for us, you wanted to give us a chance, you really did want us to live on and leave you behind, and you gave yourself up for us. Oh God, oh Primus, we, we knew it was bad but, oh Wren." Her talons shook for only a moment before she fell forward, her wings spreading out to support herself as she looked wide opticed at the hard concrete ground, slowly she looked back towards the femme, the recharging femme hadn't moved once, laying in a completely ramrod straight position.
"Ira? You're name's Ira right?" Sam asked as he stepped forward, Mikaela scowled at him before elbowing him in the ribs. "Ow! What? Ira's a human name! I wasn't sure if I'd heard it right!" He hissed.
The black and white femme turned to him, her optics returning back to normal as she shifted into a cross legged position, which seriously weirded out the humans, but they didn't express it.
"You're right, Ira is a human name, because we've only had the ability to turn into Cybertronians for less than two days, we were born human. This." She gestured to herself. "Happened when we wished on a fragging 100% Solar Eclipse which happened over our University in San Francisco." She stated, by this point all of the humans and the two Autobots had sat down around her to listen, hoping they could finally find out where the three where from, the fact they'd been human however, wasn't expected.
"How the frag did that happen then?" Jazz asked, everyone but Ira nodded in agreement.
"I'm not sure, we were just three roommates at the University we all went to, we'd been watching a transformers marathon, me and Kia got into a little argument about re watching the first movie again when Wren told us to get to work, and you know, what Wren says goes, anyway, I remembered about an hour later that there was this solar eclipse about to happen, so we kind of all rushed outside to see it, Kia having to drag Wren that is." She was going to continue when Jazz held his servo up to stop her. "Yes?" She asked.
"There ain't been no eclipse that would fit yah description over no San Francisco femme, yah sure, no offense, yah got your processor in order?" He asked.
Ira didn't look put off at all. "That's because it happened eight years from now, we've not only jumped universes somehow, but also gone back in time." They all looked at her like she'd grown a second head which spoke some dead ancient language. "If you don't believe me, I'll show you. Now how did Wren show us how to do this?" She muttered for a moment before lifting her wings to her helm and with one feathery digit each, pressed the edges of her visor where it met her helm, the glass lit up a bright blue a moment before a beam of light hit the ground, soon enough turning it into the grounds of the University, with three human girls standing in the middle of the group starring up at the blotted out sun which had since found residence on the wall.
The world had seemed to turn almost black as the humans and bots looked closer at the three, they were certainly human, the only thing's which had stayed the same was the hair, eye and skin colour, everything else was different,
"When the sun first emerges, make the wish." The human Ira said as she looked at it, each girl had a medium sized rucksack on their back. Yellow and black, black and white, white red and blue.
All three had closed their eyes, however, the sound of a shrill high pitched whine soon hit them, the volume causing many to cover their ears, those that didn't looked towards the sun just as Wren's human eyes snapped open and looked on with unhidden fear as the blistering white hot beam of light shot towards them at a speed previously unknown to the human eyes.
Ira's scream was the last thing the heard before they watched Wren grab the two and use her whole body to try and shield them, like Ira had said, give them the slight chance of life.
Then it made impact, or more precisely impacted straight into the part between the eighteen year olds shoulder blades, the beam having narrowed down to the size of a tennis ball just before impact, they were forced to watch is shocked silence as her head snapped up, jaw dropped and the most unholy, decibel breaking gargling screech hit their ears, the two bots jolting back in shock as time seemed to slow down, watching in mortification as the girls shoulder blades visibly cracked, the skin splitting and ribbing apart as two massive black wings sprung from inside and flared out, blocking the beam for just a single moment.
Then they caught, the black feathers burning away revealing bone like protrusions from within the girls bird like wings, and then, they to burned away, the tiny black embers floating upwards as the beam began to burn the girl alive, they all watched in horror as all three girls where slowly overcome, each one releasing their own shrieks as their own wings sprouted from within and where also burned away.
Finally it sped up again and they watched as the charred remains of the three girls where pulled up into the beam and almost rocketed towards the sun, now mostly visible as the moon had for the most part passed out of the way.
And then, the world dissolved back into the chamber and all they could do was look up at the Cybertronian harpy in shock.
Ira herself was looking at where the hologram had shown her and her two friends.
"We had wings… before this…" She muttered.
"It seems so." They all jolted when Optimus walked up, kneeling down to place a comforting servo on the femme's black shoulder. "You've been through a lot in the last few cycles and yet you still helped us, I could never thank you enough." He stated reassuringly, Ira looked at him, her grey, blue and green optics still visible behind her glass visor, then the visor retracted and she looked up at him, this time taking in every detail.
Then, a slow, sad smile appeared on her face. "Wren's been through worse." She muttered, casting a look which was soon followed by the rest of the group to the recharging form of the largest Cybertronian harpy.
Lennox, who'd been watching the video with the rest of his soldiers spoke up. "I don't think there can be anything worse than being burned alive." He spoke up, they could only guess the amount of pain something like that had caused them.
Ira cast him a knowing look. "Do you want to see what I mean?" She asked, they all nodded and she pressed her visor again, the world shifting into that of the pick-up section of an airport only the femme recognised. "Gatwick airport, England."
They watched as a blonde with red streaked haired, fourteen year old girl run towards a brunette girl who looked that bit older than the first, on both sides of her stood men in black suits, and behind her stood a man and woman, the woman having similar brown hair as the girl and the man having short black hair, neither looked pleased to be there and it only turned living when the blonde glomped the girl, sending the two sprawling to the ground.
"Wren!" The blonde cried happily, her wheelie suitcase being picked up by one of the men as the two girls hugged one another on the floor.
Epps looked at the femme. "That's Wren? What the fuck happened to her?!" He asked, pointing to the smiling and laughing girl who wore a black cap with the Autobot insignia and a white top with another insignia on the front in red glitter and framed with small fake diamonds, at least, they looked fake from the distance they stood at.
Ira just pointed at the woman who walked forward and ripped the two apart, looking at the blonde who winced back under the scathing death glare.
"Dare touch Wren again and you will be back in that useless country of yours faster than you can think one of your vulgar curses! You are our… guest… you will not speak to Wren, you will not look at her again, you will not even speak to her in school, Wren has work to do, lots of work." She hissed in a voice which was clearly magnified so the humans and bots could hear.
They saw the younger Wren cast the girl an apologetic look to the girl. "Sorry Ira." She muttered, but that only turned the woman's rage upon her, the young brunette instantly took a step back, only to bump into the chest of the imposing man behind her, he didn't even look down at her.
"You!" The woman hissed, by this point the humans and bots could only watch on in shock. "If you so much as look at this girl once, she will be gone! I will not have American filth tainting our project! Understood? Remember, you are still being punished, and you still have not completed that summary of Hippocrates life work I set you two hours ago! You are pathetic! A worthless piece of waste by-product which we should've let get flushed down the drain the moment you were born! You are a disgrace to the Orcala name!" The woman all but shrieked at the girl, the blonde was staring on in horror along with a large portion of other people who had heard her, she turned to them, her brown eyes looking almost black. "Say a word and I will have you all fired before you can so much as breathe you worthless insects!" She yelled, all the humans scattered whilst the faintest signs of tears formed in the brunette's emerald green eyes.
The woman looked at the girl from the end of her nose. "Until you can act like the perfect being you were meant to be, you are not to speak, not to communicate with anyone, you are to return to isolation, double the previous amount, eight months isolation, bread and water as your only sustenance, now get back in the Limo before I have to hit you." She hissed, the girl didn't look at her when she nodded. "Look at me!" The woman commanded. The younger version of Wren obliged, looking up at the woman with tear stained eyes, the woman's features darkened before a resounding cracking sound hit them, a moment later the young Wren was walking towards a black with black tinted windowed limo, four gashes slowly letting crimson blood trickle down her face.
The woman turned to the blonde. "Tell anyone and they'll find your body in a rat infested sewer with all to identify you being you're gnawed on bones." With that the woman strode away, high, thin black heels clacking against the ground, the three men soon followed her, the one with the black hair walking the closest, a gold ring identical to the one on the woman's wedding finger glinting slightly in the light.
Then the world dissolved again, lubricant was slowly dripping down her face from behind her visor as she looked to the largest harpy femme, soon enough the rest of those present looked over at the femme as well.
Mikaela spoke first. "Ira, please tell me that woman wasn't what I think she was." She asked shocked, Ira only nodded.
"That was Wren's mother and father, but, I found out about two months later that I found out what that project she was talking about was, it was Wren, she isn't what she thinks she is, she's a clone." She stated mournfully, all optics and eyes shot to her and looked at the femme who was staring at the ground solemnly.
Ironhide spoke up. "You have to be fragging kidding me." He muttered in disbelief, he and Ratchet had joined the group at the same time as the Prime, no one wanted to believe it.
Ira shook her helm, stroking the three slumbering smartphone sparkling's which still clung to the downy feathers on her chassis. "Clone is a bit vague, but it's hard not to believe it when you stumble upon the pickled bodies of exact replicas of her, floating in massive cylinders, not one of them having a heartbeat, Wren is the clone of a friend of Wren's mother, she'd been the perfect friend, when she died in a bank robbery, her friend had thrown herself in the way of a bullet aimed for a little boy, Wren's mother fell into a controlled insanity, taking a sample of her friend, she used the power of her company to bypass everything, protestors, civil rights activists, and she'd altered her friend's gene, making it 'perfect'. And that's how Wren was born, yes she was put into her mother, but she'd first been grown in a tube, she was meant to be named Amy, to pay tribute to her friend, they changed it to Wren, having moved to Australia in secret so Wren could be born without drawing attention to anyone. That's how Wren came to be." Ira looked away from them. "Wren doesn't know, please, don't tell her the truth, it would destroy her and we'd lose any chance of getting our Wren back, please, I beg of you, don't let her find out, we can't lose her again. Not again." Her shoulder plates shook heavily a chocked sob hitting her as she curled in on herself, turning her frame from the group so she could wrap herself within her wings, clutching to the five slumbering sparkling's like lifelines holding her own sanity together.
Optimus was quick to act, pulling the small femme into the slightly awkward but somehow right hug, the femme turned into him and began to cry heavily, shrieking at times into the mechs chassis as she beat at it slightly, in no way doing any damage to the mechs chassis.
The humans and other bots could only watch on in mortified horror as the femme cried her vents out, none of them noticing Kia and the SUV sparkling walk over, the vending machine and x-box sparkling's held close to her chassis before she joined the hug, the SUV joining her whilst the two smaller sparkling's migrated to her shoulders to watch on solemnly as their aunty cried.
"Shh, shh, it's okay Ira, it'll be okay, we'll get our Wren back, I don't care if it takes the rest of this planets existence and more, we'll get our friend back." Kia continued to repeat this until the femme finally had no more to let out, collapsing mentally and physically exhausted into the Prime's embrace as Kia and the SUV let go, the SUV having been following the example of his carrier.
Kia looked to the rest of them. "I take it you know it isn't Wren's fault now, she'd fought so hard to stay free, it wasn't until she finally cut Wren off from us that she broke, we'd been her only support back then, and once she couldn't reach us anymore, she crumbled. We lost our closest friend to those monsters, and we didn't even get time to say goodbye."
Epps shook his head. "That's fucked up man, who'd do that to their own kid, why didn't anyone do anything to stop her at that airport?" He asked, the rest of the humans nodded.
Ira spoke up. "Because everyone knew they'd lose, her mother and father had more power in England than the government and queen put together! Besides any legal battle would've been lost before it even began. They had over seven hundred and fifty layers all willing to completely rip apart the opposition. No one could've stopped them, even if they tried, it would've failed miserably." She slowly stood up from the comforting embrace of the Prime, she pulled out the small yellow and black bag from her subspace and gave it to Mikaela. "That sun beam brought us here from our dimension, where you guys, all of this, was in a movie, the movies in there, but don't look at any of the others, it's the first one you'll see." The teen nodded and drew the DVD, the bag being ripped out of her hand and stuffed back in the femmes subspace before the other three movies could be seen.
Kia looked at all those assembled. "Wren would have our helms if we let you know what was going to happen next." They nodded in slight understanding whilst the movie was put on.
They'd only just made it to the chapter select, where images of different parts of the movie flashed by whilst the Autobot soundtrack played, when Simmons, Banachek and Keller walked in.
"What's going on here!?" Simmons yelled, the volume jolting the largest femme finally out of recharge.
Wren was on her talons so quickly it looked like a flash had occurred and she was in the upright position, looking down at the three humans who all took steps back at the sudden appearance of the femmes.
Oz and Feedback poked their helms from within the largest femmes crown, the two finding it was the perfect nest to recharging, they too had been startled awake by the loud human.
Ira looked at the man, then back at Bumblebee, a deep scowl forming on her face. "Finally, payback." She growled as her form became engulfed in light, her form reappearing as that of a human, no wings, no talons, she stood there like she had upon the hill wishing upon the eclipse, she was human.
Ira strode purposefully towards the man, cracking her knuckles threateningly as she stood before them, she pulled back her right fist, and smashed it as hard as she could into the man's nose.
Simmons cried out in pain as he clutched at his bloody and broken nose. "What the fuck was that for?!" He exclaimed shrilly whilst the soldiers cheered congratulations to the girl.
"That's for shooting Bumblebee with harpoons, freezing him, and torturing him! The cutest damn bot except for the sparkling's in the whole fragging universe!" She all but screamed, getting up in the man's face as she jabbed a talon like nail into his chest at every single syllable. "I swear to Primus from this day on I am going to make your life a living hell, sleep in fear Simmons, one day soon you'll wake up naked hanging from the ceiling of an abandoned aeroplane hangar with nothing to hide your decency except for a nice covering of tar, feathers and industrial grade puke green dye, like I said Simmons, sleep in fear." With that she transformed back in her Cybertronian harpy form, she then walked over to the yellow and black scout and pulled him into a quick hug, the scout only being able to give the Cybertronian equivalent of a blush before the femme pulled back and sashayed over to the two over femmes and the rest of the sparkling's, her wedge shaped tail feathers swaying from side to side slightly.
Epps whistled low. "Damn girl, wasn't expecting that." He muttered.
Ira chuckled, waving the soldier off with the wave of her wing. "You ain't seen nothing yet, I assure you." She then looked at the other two humans. "Whatcha' need sir?" She asked the Sec Def.
Keller cleared his throat. "Optimus Prime, I am here to tell you that the American government will grant you sanctuary on our land, as a thank you for saving our people, however, you have yet to tell us anything about these three." He gestured to the three femmes. "I hate to say it but until the men in the Whitehouse know who they are and where there from, no sanctuary will be granted to them, it is not my decision, after hearing what you have already said about them I would grant it to them in a heartbeat." The man explained.
Kia spoke up. "We're honoured by that, my name is Kia, and these are my two closest friends Wren, and Ira, it's a bit complicated but we are from a parallel dimension where this." She pointed to the chamber around them. "Is all a movie series, which we were about to watch the first of them to prove our claim, if you would like to watch and see for yourselves you are completely welcome to. It should also clear up a few things for the mechs here." She gestured to the area in front of the large screen, the two men nodded and walked over, leaving Simmons on the floor nursing his injury and bruised pride.
As the first moments of the film played, the voice of Optimus Prime blared through the speakers, making all of the bots and humans jolt in fright, Kia and Ira looked at one another, matching grins on their faces as they watched the human's reactions.
'Before time began, there was, the Cube.' The humans and bots all cast glances to one another.
"That, sounds like Optimus." Sam muttered as he looked at the screen wide eyed, Ira couldn't supress her chuckle.
"That's because it is, technically, what your hearing is the voice of Peter Cullen, the man who's voiced over half the Optimus Prime's to ever exist, he's a living legend for his voice." The femme stated proudly, puffing out her chassis for a moment before a glance at Wren's slight frown got her to deflate.
It then shifted to Sam dong his history report, the bots and humans giving the teen annoyed looks, Sam having the decency to blush and look ashamed. "If I'd known I would never off put those glasses on e-bay." He mumbled, the bots all gave their own nods of agreement.
"But." Kia spoke up, they all turned to her. "If yah hadn't yah wouldn't off met us!" She declared, thrusting her left wing into air with a massive grin on her faceplates.
A slight vent escaped the largest of the group before the largest femmes wing collided with the oldest of the group with a resounding clang. "You are impossible." Wren muttered dryly, Kia just grinned, rubbing the back of her help with her wing to try and relive the slight sting forming there.
"But you love us anyway! Were just three sisters, me and Ira are the crazies and you're the sanity of the group!" She cheered as she lunged at the larger femme, wrapping her wings around the black and royal blue Harpy with a crushing grip, Wren groaned quietly.
"Kia, if there were not sparkling's present, I would rip you to shreds." She growled, Kia just giggled.
"Well I'm just going to have to keep you here in clear view of every single sparkling until we get the old you back!" She giggled.
Wren hissed, her left talons suddenly lashing out and grabbing the older femme by the pede and using her powerful pedes to flip the femme into the air, then with an outstretched wing, she grabbed the femme by the other pede, dangling her high of the ground so she could look at the femme right in the visor. "I do not need to be constantly hounded by you, Kia you are a true friend, I tolerate your attempts to help me, but you must respect my BOUNDARIES!" Wren yelled the last part before dropping the femme into a pile and turning back to the film, the humans having paused the movie so they could watch the femmes in shock.
Ira glanced at Wren and then Kia, who was back on her pedes and was still grinning. The smallest of the group then looked to the humans, with a small gesture of her wing she told them to start to movie again, Wren was practically radiating annoyance. She was always one for personal boundaries, having had very little physical contact in her life.
The rest of the movie went off without a hitch, the humans or bots making comments every so often, many bursting out into laughter at the showing of Bumblebee relieving himself on Simmons, causing the S7 agent to groan and multiple people to scooted away from the man.
It wasn't until the part where the sparkling was fried that things started to grow tense, all of the bots where looking at the S7 agents with high levels of distaste.
"You." Ratchet began, his control on his anger clearly straining. "Offlined sparkling's. For the fun of it!?" He demanded, making the agents jolt back in fright.
"What's a sparkling?!" Simmons yelled over the sound of roaring engines.
Ira stepped closer then, kneeling down so that she could look at the agent easier, who instantly stepped back to avoid getting another painful injury from the femme. "A sparkling, is a Cybertronian new born, they are precious to all Cybertronians and are treated with greater respect than the creators, parents in human terms, own lives. The countless sparkling's you've murdered here, you might just want to list it as child homicide, Wren, how many sparkling's exactly?" She asked the larger femme who nodded and began looking up the necessary information.
"Ha! How would shee…" Simmons began.
"Seven thousand six hundred and thirty nine. Not counting Oz that is." Wren stated, slowly turning her helm to look at the agent. "Nothing gets past me Simmons, not one micron of data, no secret can be kept from me now, I know everything your company has ever done, every, little, piece. And very, very little of it is good." She stated, saying it slowly in a tone used to discriminate.
The Autobots engines sounded like they each had a dozen fighting lions inside, all of them livid as they looked down at the agents.
"Whoa! Okay!" Kia exclaimed as she stepped between the two different species, wings held outwards in a placating manner. "They didn't know! They, did, not, know, what they were doing, let's all just calm down and take some deep vents and breaths so we can regain the level heads which seemed to of just bolted out the door!" The golden brown femme exclaimed, her helm shifting between the two sides.
Slowly, the engines simmered down, but the humans looked no less like they wanted to run for their very lives, Kia let out a sigh of relief before turning back to the screen. "On, with the movie, please." She asked tiredly, Epps nodded and pressed the play button.
They watched as Bonecrusher crashed through the bus, they watched as Optimus offlined the tanned con, they watched it all, Bumblebee giving a startled whine as they watched that he did in fact lose his legs, the only worse reaction being when they watched Megatron rip Jazz in half.
The gulp which came from the silver mech was actually audible, he turned to Kia with a look of upmost respect. "Femme, I am forever indebted to your life for saving mine." He pointed to the screen. "I just offlined there!" He exclaimed, pointing a claw randomly in the direction of the screen, Kia nodded, placing a comforting wing on the saboteurs shoulder.
"Just doing what any other Transfan turned into a kick ass Cybertronian harpy would do." She stated with a shrug like it was nothing.
"You, have my respect." Jazz stated, Kia couldn't stop the grin even if she tried.
Optimus then turned to the three. "You have prevented the loss of one of my closest friends, and prevented the terrible injury of another, thank you, you honour us with your bravery and willingness to come into battle to aid us."
Ira let out a strangled chirp before a single spark flew from her helm, a moment later she was falling limply back into the arms of the Autobots medic.
Ratchet gave the other two femmes a startled look. "What just happened?"
Kia chuckled. "Ira passed out from getting praised by Optimus, normal Transfan stuff, if it had ever happened before that is." She stated, ruffling her feathers around the base of her neck cables for a moment having finally grown tired of the feel of debris lodged inside.
Wren nodded. "It is any Autobot supporting Transfans dream to be in the position we are now. It is only natural." She stated.
Ironhide gave her a confused look. "Autobot supporting?" He asked wearily, before the largest of the group could even respond Ira was back on her talons, bouncing up and down with a new found energy, a stark contrast to when she had first woken up earlier that morning.
"Yup! There are a lot of people back in our universe which support the Decepticons, but most mainly because they like the look of them, I myself can't help but appreciate the view of Knockout." Ironhide's cannons began to turn. "But! I'm an Autobot follower the whole way! I especially like fanfictions where he switches sides and joins the Autobots!" She recovered quickly, waving her wings in front of herself in a placating gesture, trying to placate the much larger mech, even though if she reach up her wings would pass high above the black mechs own helm.
Ironhide snorted and deactivated his cannons, the humans who had at the time been looking for cover, quickly released sighs of relief, seeing as there likely wasn't going to be another giant death match. They'd had enough of that for quite some time.
"Fanfictions?" Optimus asked, looking at the three femmes with a raised optic, Ira and Kia jolted straight as they released they may of just said a little too much.
"DON'T LOOK IT UP!" Both femmes screamed, causing all of the others in the massive chamber except for Wren to jump out of either their armour or skin.
"Pit! We won't! Slag it femme calm down!" Ironhide hissed quietly.
"Momma?"
Everything stopped as the X-box femme made herself known to the others.
Kia looked to the little one on her shoulder, holding tightly to the downy feathers there. "Momma?" She asked curiously, the X-box trilled happily as it bounced on its four separate spindly legs, waving her two arms up at the golden brown femmes feathered helm.
"Momma!" She chirped again.
Ira frowned slightly before turning to Wren, Feedback and Oz had both nestled back down on the neon blue collar which curled around the back of the femmes necks, all three of them had them, her own being white with black spots, and Kia's being a slightly darker brown then the rest of her frame.
"Wren's the only one to name them." She muttered, looking down at all five which rested on her, she barely noticed all of them, seeing as three of them where absolutely tiny,
Kia nodded at that, she in turn looking to the three which seemed to of attached themselves to the three femmes, there were other sparkling's, but they had more moved over towards Bumblebee and Jazz, most being around the same size as the three clinging to Ira's chassis.
Ira released a small sigh before slumping to the ground in a cross-legged position, carefully plucking the five sparkling's from her frame, jostling them awake in the process. "Sorry little ones. Now, what to name you?" She mumbled, looking to the go-kart first.
The go-kart sparkling had a blue and white colour scheme, two sets of red audio spikes sitting on each side of the little ones helms, framing the sparkling's pale red faceplates.
Ira smirked as she quickly recognised the similarities to one of her favourite Autobots. "I'm gonna call you, Trackster, after Tracks!" She chirped, the noise making her blush slightly. "Still not used to that." She mumbled.
The sparkling, now designated Trackster warbled happily, jumping up and down on the falcon's wings with all the energy imaginable.
Kia chuckled as she shook her feathered helm. "Great, like that mech needed anymore of an ego boost." She grumbled, looking down at the three sparkling's (up slightly at the SUV though), "Now, whilst Ira's naming her lot, what should we call you?" She looked towards the Autobots, they all looked to be waiting patiently, wanting to find out what they intended to call the little ones.
Half an hour later they were all named, the X-box sparkling was named Xabia, the drinks machine sparkling was named Sprite, seeing as that was the brand of drinks machine he was made out of, and the SUV sparkling was named Roadblock. Ira's other four sparkling's where Bia, Terra and Nano for the smartphone triplets, which Ratchet informed them of, much to Ira's excitement, and finally, the flat screen sparkling was named Sonic, after the sparkling's alt mode's brand.
Finally the S7 agents allowed them to walk around a bit to stretch their limbs.
Wren chose to stay in the main chamber with the sparkling's, keeping an ever vigilant optic on them whilst the other two members of her trine went for a short walk to familiarise their surroundings a bit more.
"It's weird." Ira muttered, looking at her feathery fingers, forming a fist with them before letting them fall open again as she let her wings drop to her sides, instead choosing to admire her reflection in a small window into an office.
Kia nodded, not used to the height perspective they now had, she could only imagine the vertigo Wren was going through, ironically Wren was before this actually deathly terrified of heights.
The irony of their current situation was obvious.
"Ira, Kia." They jolted out of their separate thoughts as Optimus walked up to them, he knelt down slightly and placed a reassuring servo on each of their shoulders. "We will help you keep Wren's origin from herself, no matter how much I wish for her to know the truth and for you to tell us more, Ratchet has also requested for, once he has a suitable med bay set up, for you to visit him for a more through check up so we can understand what we are dealing with and what we should know about your anatomy, but I should also ask, do you or do you not wish to return to your old world?" He asked, knowing the three had been stripped from their home without goodbye, Wren seemed to be as happy with the situation as he could, but in truth they didn't even know about the other two femmes of the trine.
Kia shook his helm. "There's a few friends I'll miss, but other than that, anything is better than that world." She stated solemnly, Optimus frowned slightly at what she was implying, surely she would miss her family?
Ira spoke up before he could ponder anymore. "The only one I'm going to really miss is my cat, Gateau, other than that, nope, and thank you Optimus." Before he could say anything, they'd turned around and walked back down the corridor towards the main chamber, their tail feathers swishing from side to side with each step.
The Prime released a small sigh, one problem solved, and a million questions now to be solved.
All done! By Primus spark, yep, Wren's got a screwed up family and neither of the other two femmes seems to care much about their own families either, welp that's all from me, girls?
Ira: I still want to beat the scrap out of Wren's mother.
Kia: Same here, but at least we're far, far away from that Glitch, seriously, Ira when you told me about it I thought I was going to have a heart attack!
Wren: What are you two talking about?
Ira: Err, just how much of a spark attack we gave one another when we found out we were femmes?
Kia: Yeah, just reminiscing I guess.
Wren: Very well, if you'll excuse me, I need to go help Optimus deal with the Politicians.
Ira: Good luck with that one.
Wren: You're coming with me Ira.
Ira: What! No fair! Why can't Kia go?!
Wren: Because I don't trust you alone in the same building as Simmons and so I am going to keep an optic on you, come.
Ira: Fine! 'stomps after the larger femme and out of the main chamber'.
Kia: 'chuckles' Primus I'd better find a way to evacuate the idiot out of here before Ira gets lose. 'Walks off'.
Jazz: 'Look's at the now deserted area, shrugs before kicking back to watch the fireworks when they happen.'