It's New Years Eve, 2004 finally coming to a close. Karren had hated being stuck in her bed she called a prison. Surprisingly, Bee gave her what she called space medicine. Nanites if she remembered. The things actually healed her kind of quickly. The every now and then the pain would come. At least she could walk around freely. Bee informed her he finally sent a message to his pals. They'll be coming here soon, and the Bot will be surrounded with friends, ready to retrieve the Cube.
The Autobot scout himself toke the liberty of decorating the place with some "independence items". The scout also went as far as to present his WWII memorabilia. She was glad that this house was basically away from the city, because it looked like an alien lived there. A robotic alien that waters plants.
As it neared twelve, Bee and I were outside, the 1967 Camaro told me the others were entering the atmosphere. I sat in his servos while he opted to stand. Sometime later, he pointed at the "shooting stars" preparing to touch down on the Earth. The sight was mesmerizing, but reminded me how screwed up life was going to be from this point.
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2005
"They're here."
I looked up to see vehicles arriving. One semi, ambulance, truck, and car. The largest of the group (obviously the semi) led the squad to the courtyard, where I got an up-close of the vehicles. The red and blue truck transformed majestically, and a little too dramatically for my tastes. Once he was done, the others following suit. The leader looked at his scout, "Bumblebee, its good to see you again."
He just nodded, and if I remembered properly, the name of the leader was Optimus. Speaking of said Bot, "Who might you be little one?"
Little? I'm only 5'8".
"Ashlen, Karren Lenard. I presume you're Optimus? You don't have to do all that origin stuff, Bee told me everything."
The yellow greenish Search and Rescue Bot… stepped up. "Rather peculiar, you're telling me he told you everything without a voice?"
I shook my head, "Oh he had a voice, the little fucktard virtually stole mine."
The bot in question felt embarrassed, you can tell by his movements, and the one with the cannons, Ironhide I think, stifled a chuckle. The tiny grey one, now obviously Jazz, flat-out laughed. Optimus and Ratchet gave no reaction. Though Prime himself was rather interested.
"Bumblebee… can you say something?"
The scout waved his unoccupied servo, "Why should I…" by the time he realized what he did, it was too late. At this point, Ironhide finally laughed.
And Jazz? The bot had completely lost his balls.
Ratchet stepped up, "Bumblebee, can I ask you a question?"
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It was morning by the time he arrived back to an abandoned stadium. Barricade transformed and went through all the… barricades. Once he was in, he was stopped by Brawl. "Starscream wants a report, and it better be good. Does he have it? The Cube. Can we finally take him out?"
He brushed by the former Combaticon, "No, today, like the other solar cycles, were a bust."
Brawl kicked a canister, and it hit Bonecrusher. The now active Decepticon wanted to see some… broken bones. Barricade narrowly dodged the hulking brute of a Con. The two beasts ran into and crushed anything that that managed to get in-between the… brawl. Barricade tried to venture further into the stadium for peace, but Blackout told him Starsceam requested him, and the relaxed look turned into an annoyed one. He continued to trek to the other side, the SIC waited for him facing the abandoned seats in front of him, hands behind his back. "Starscream?"
The jet's movement indicated he acknowledged his presence. "Barricade."
"What do you want Screamer?"
Starscream's spinal strut straightened, "Watch it. Don't get smart with me. I only want to ask a question."
Barricade started to pace, "What's your query?"
"Who is the girl?"
He stopped, "What girl?"
Starscream finally turned, "Don't play coy with me… who is she?"
How frustrating, "Karren Ashlen."
The SIC stepped down once, "That femme is destroying your concentration. Cease all contact with her immediately. I don't care if she is with that insolent pest."
"If we want to hurt the scout-"
"The scout is nothing!" Minor attention was drawn, "Both of us will kill the pest, and when he is dead, Skywarp will be avenged. Now go, leave the girl alone."