Their War Our World
Chapter 7
Author's Notes: Well, I am now on Spring Break finally. Well, now that I have some time and have gotten over some writer's block. So, without further ado, Chapter 7 of my story.
Brock was staring at the Autobots with a dumbstruck look on his face. "Okay!" he said. "I know that I don't do drugs, so why the hell am I seeing giant robots right in front of my eyes!" he demanded.
"Brock." Ash said. "These are my new friends: Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Jazz, Ironhide, and Ratchet. They are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron."
Brock looked at Ash with a puzzled look on his face.
Ash grinned. "But you can call them Autobots, for short." He added.
Brock quickly calmed down. "Okay," he said. "But what are they doing here on Earth?" he quickly asked.
"I can explain that." The robot known as Optimus said. He knelt down, and his blazing blue optics met Brock's eyes. "You see, this is what happened…."
Megatron's starship…,
"Why are we going after the Autobot Matrix of Leadership?" Starscream demanded. "It is of no use to us. Destroying it won't accomplish anything either."
"Starscream," Megatron said coolly. "We want the Autobots to think that we are going to steal their precious Matrix of Leadership in order to distract them from our true prize."
"You don't mean…," Starscream stammered.
"Yes, Starscream, I want the All-Spark. And I will do anything in my power in order to obtain it." Megatron finished for him.
Misty was in her chamber. She woke up from her rest. She heard the door open and Megatron walking in.
"So, girl, time for you to help us get the Matrix." Megatron said. He held up a familiar coral-shaped ocarina.
Misty gasped. "That's Melody's ocarina." She thought. She felt the cuffs binding her open up. Misty fell to the floor. She massaged her aching wrist as she got up. She gave Megatron a sour look.
"Why the long face, girl?" Megatron asked. "Your lover is still alive. However, I'm afraid that I can't say the same about the former owner of this instrument, thanks to the pathetic, insolent Starscream."
Misty gasped at the shocking revelation of Melody's death.
"Now," Megatron said, as if he was starting a friendly conversation. "You are going to have to learn how to play that ocarina."
Back on Earth,
"I see." Brock said. "I guess that makes sense that you would come to Earth to protect us. But what exactly is this Matrix?"
"The Matrix is the power that binds us Autobots together." Optimus explained.
"You mean like the Force from Star Wars?" Ash asked.
"Sort of." Optimus said. "Only that there's no Dark Side. Plus, we can't do stuff like control minds or strangle people with the power of our will, or shoot lightning from our fingers."
"So, what you're saying is that the Matrix binds you together and makes your brotherhood with the other Autobots stronger?" Ash inquired further.
"Precisely." Optimus said. "This is why we can't let Megatron destroy the Matrix. If Megatron destroys the Matrix, the Autobots shall cease to exist."
"This is bad." Ash said.
"Jazz." Optimus said.
"Right here, Prime." Jazz acknowledged.
"I want you to be the guardian of young Brock Slate here." Optimus said. He turned his attention to Brock. "Jazz is to look after you. He shall be you partner and guardian. He will risk his life for you if necessary."
"I understand." Brock said.
Meanwhile across the sea in the state of New Mexico…,
"Blackout, I want you and Scorpinok to destroy that human base and look for information regarding the All-Spark." Megatron said over the radio.
The MH-53 helicopter that was christened Blackout responded with "Yes, Megatron, my great and powerful leader."
Holloman Air Force Base…,
Captain Andrew Oldham of the United States Air Force was on his laptop, chatting with his wife using Apple iChat. He was admiring his three month old daughter, who was currently being held by his wife, Paige. Andrew was proud of his wife, who was sitting in a chair in their home in Tumwater, Washington.
"Well, Paige, I'll be getting out in about a week and I'll be able to meet little Grace for the first time." Andrew said. He couldn't stand the fact that he had missed his daughter's birth when he was stationed in New Mexico.
(Yes, I'm putting myself in the story as homage to Captain Lennox from the Transformers movie.)
"She has your laugh, Andrew. I was telling her about the time that you and I got locked out of the house, and instead of going over to the neighbors to ask for a key, you built a campfire in the backyard, and nine months later…,"
"Whoa, Paige, I thought that we agreed that we would wait until she was at least six years old before telling her about the Birds and the Bees." Andrew said, using his finger to make a cutting movement above his throat.
Paige smiled. "I started laughing when I told her the keys were in your jacket the whole time, and that's when she laughed, too. But I think it was at you more than with you."
A sly smile appeared across the Air Force officer's face. "Ever think maybe I locked us out on purpose?" he said mischievously.
Paige giggled. "Ever think maybe I slipped those keys back into your pocket?" she said.
Andrew smiled. "Touché." He said.
All of a sudden, static began to appear across the screen. "Andrew?" Paige asked fearfully.
"Paige?" Andrew said, before pushing a few buttons on his laptop franticly. "Paige, if you can hear me, I love you and I'll be home soon."
Just then, the connection went dark. Andrew sighed and stepped outside the mess hall for some fresh air. He looked up just in time to see a helicopter land on the runway. He was even more surprised to see Army vehicles surround the helicopter and point their machine guns at it. He heard the warning over the loudspeaker for the helicopter, telling the crew to power down and step out unarmed to avoid use of deadly force.
The helicopter began to power down allright. But then Andrew saw it shifting, morphing. Andrew remembered playing with Transmorphers toys when he was younger, and it had vehicles that transformed into bipedal robots like he was seeing. But what he was seeing was not a toy. It was real.
The convoy opened fire on the monstrous behemoth, but to no avail. The gattling guns on the robot tore through the Army soldiers like a blowtorch through butter. Andrew dove behind cover. He had only one objective at this point. Find the rest of his squad and get out of there alive.
He quickly met up with his squad. He found Tech Sergeant Brandon Jones, a young African American man in his mid-twenties.
"ANDREW, SIR, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" Sergeant Jones yelled to his old high school friend.
"YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE!" Andrew responded. Corporal Patrick Peden, Sergeant Joshua Hilton, and Sergeant Adan Segura formed up.
"OKAY!" Andrew yelled, grabbing a nearby M-16 assault rifle with grenade launcher attachment. "FOLLOW ME, AND STAY CLOSE! IF THAT THING GETS NEAR US, OPEN FIRE!"
The robot designated Blackout tore off the roof of the nearby communications bunker. He reached in and touched the mainframe of the main supercomputer. Information regarding the American's alliance with Kanto flooded into his databank memory. He quickly got the information that he needed, which was lucky for him, because a nearby soldier used a fire axe to cut the hard line.
Andrew and his crew sprinted through the nearby vehicle depot, hoping to find a military Hummer that they could use to get away from the chaos that ensued. Brandon was knocked down by the shockwave that came when the monstrosity stomped his foot onto the ground. Using his thermal imager, Brandon managed to get a picture of the huge robot, and ran to rejoin his squad.
Andrew took aim with his M-16 and fired a few grenades from the grenade launcher attachment. The monster felt the impact of the grenades and growled. He decided to release Scorpinok, a giant robotic scorpion, to go after the man whose squad had taken a picture of him. He then proceeded to destroy the Air Force base and take off into the night. Andrew and his men escaped to the unforgiving deserts of New Mexico, hoping to find some way to get in contact with the Pentagon.
Author's Notes: Yep, I took the opening scene from the Transformers movie and put it into my story. I got the whole conversation dialogue from the official novelization of the movie by Alan Dean Foster. So, yes, don't flame me for "plagiarizing."
