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Chapter 7
"Come on. Let's go." Bluestreak says.
I turn away from my homework, "Where?"
"Out."
"Out where?"
Bluestreak punches in coordinates on the ground bridge, "Parker, you have been cooped up here too long. I know you're still a little sore, but you should get some fresh air."
"At ten o'clock at night?"
He shrugs, "Ten, eleven. Who cares? Plus, you've been doing homework too long. It's driving me crazy."
I laugh, "Driving you crazy? You don't even have to do it."
Bluestreak pulls the handle activating the ground bridge, "You coming?"
We are teleported to an isolated place in the canyons. Hidden behind a boulder, Bluestreak transforms and sits against it gazing into the night sky. The stars are bright tonight and there are so many out that the sky is a very dim blue. Some of the stars shimmer while some are actually just planes from far away. A faded white cloud stretches across the center of the sky where stars are just barely covering it. Half lit, the moon is just a little off from being above us.
"...It's beautiful…" Bluestreak whispers quietly, "It almost looks like Cybertron."
His bright glowing blue optics are trained on the sky. "Does it always look like this?" He asks without looking at me.
I shake my head, "Inside the city the sky is black and almost starless...almost."
"Why?" Bluestreak looks down, "Why is it like that in the city?"
"Light pollution." I shove my hands in my sweatshirt pocket, "Too much light to see the stars."
"On Cybertron, I don't think sky ever got like that. No matter how much light there was. There were two moons...and the sky would be a different color every night..."
"Bluestreak?" He doesn't answer. I don't think he realized it, but his gaze had dropped when he started talking about Cybertron's sky and he looked like he was lost.
"Bluestreak? Are you okay?"
"Hm? Oh yeah. I'm fine. Sorry. Just...thinking." Frowning, I walk up and hesitantly place a hand on one of his outstretched legs. Instantly, he takes his gaze off the ground to me.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He nods his head, but just before I take my hand off his leg, I notice something odd. He's shaking.
"This is a classic." I say as I pop in Back to the Future into the CD slot of Bluestreak's radio. We bridged back to base and picked up a DVD and, since Bluestreak still wanted me out of the base, teleported back to where we were gazing at the sky. Transformed, he said that if I put it into his radio he can project it out of his Holographic comm link that is never used. Most of the members on the team don't have one because they are too old. It was only recent that Cybertronians had started to be created with Holographic communicators. Bee, Bluestreak, and Smokescreen are the only ones that have them.
Getting comfortable, I shift in the driver's seat before Bluestreak plays it. The movie opens with the title and a bunch of clocks all ticking in a single room. I check my watch real quick and it reads 11:00. Somewhere in the middle of the movie, my eyes grow sleepy. Eventually, I end up drifting off into a deep sleep.
…
(Meanwhile)
The credits roll and Bluestreak softly whistles in excitement, "That was a fantastic movie. I really liked at the end how Marty played guitar at the dance and it scared everyone because music like that had never been played before and-" He feels Parker roll onto her side.
"Parker?" She softly moans. As slowly and silently as he can, he transforms and when completely in bot form, Parker appears on his palm sleeping. From the night breeze, she shivers. Immediately, Bluestreak cradles her close to keep her warm. With Parker close to his chest, he's just about to contact Ratchet to open the ground bridge when something strange happens. A strong surge of energy washes over him, his spark races and glows brighter- brighter than the last time- and shines through his external armor. His breath quickens as the energy grows. Sparks of electricity shoot from Parker's hand which is resting on his chest directly over his spark. He pulls her away and everything stops instantly. Wide eyed, Bluestreak pants and stares at her in his palm. As soon as she makes contact with his spark chasm, this...energy courses through him and what bugs him most is he can't explain why. He places a hand over his spark and can still feel it racing. What's happening?
…
(The next day)
Bluestreak pokes his head in Parker's room to see that she is still sleeping. He breaths a sigh of relief and walks to where all the other Autobots are hanging out.
"Morning Blue." Smokescreen says giving him a friendly pat on the back. Bumblebee whistles noises and it means, "Good morning."
Bluestreak nods his head, but doesn't say anything in return. Walking passed Smokescreen, he makes his way to Optimus who is located in the center of the room.
"Good morning Bluestreak." Optimus says with a low, but still booming voice.
"Good morning sir."
Optimus lifts an eyebrow, "Bluestreak is everything alright?" He bites his lip, "Optimus, I need to speak with you…and Ratchet." Ratchet turns his head away from the computer screen at the mention of his name. "In private."
Instead of finding another part of the base to hang around until the conversation ended, the rest of the Autobots left on an energon search. Optimus stands an intimidating six feet taller than Bluestreak and he has to crane his neck up to make eye contact with him.
"It's about Parker."
Optimus looks to Ratchet. Ratchet narrows his eyes while Bluestreak continues, "It's hard to explain what happens, but...but when she is close to my spark something...strange happens."
"What do you mean?" Ratchet asks.
Bluestreak rubs the back of his neck, "A...spark of electricity. And energy, lots of energy."
"What does it feel like?" Ratchet presses.
"It-It's not that easy to explain, but the closest thing I can think that it feels like is refilling on energon."
Optimus and Ratchet share shocked glances.
"Only more powerful."
Optimus puts both hands to his hips, "Is she awake yet?" Bluestreak shakes his head.
"When did this happen?" Ratchet says.
"The second time was last night."
"Second time?! Why didn't you say anything the first time it happened?"
"I wasn't sure how to bring it up. I wasn't even sure what had happened."
"You still should have told us!" Ratchet shouts.
Bluestreak holds his hands up in surrender, "I-I know...and I'm sorry. Could...could you maybe scan her or something?"
Ratchet pinches his nose, "What exactly should I be scanning for?"
Bluestreak shrugs, "Anything."
Three heads all peek in Parker's room to check if she is still sleeping. She rolls around, but is still out cold. Ratchet points the scanner in her direction and a blue light scans up and down the room. It beeps twice and Ratchet reads it. After a few seconds, he rereads it over and over again before looking at us with wide eyes, "By the All Spark…...It's not possible." Bluestreak reads the scanner over Ratchet's shoulder and has to read and reread it to believe it himself, "There's no way…" Ratchet scans her again and gets the same result.
"What is it?" Optimus asks.
Ratchet gazes up, "She has energon readings on her...and they're off the chart."