Chapter 8: Protectors and Allies

"The nasty monster creeps around, making sure the princess can't escape, when all of a sudden…,"

"AAHH!" A harsh thud interrupted the storyteller.

"Donavin, are you okay?" asked Victoria.

"Yeah," he said. "I'm okay."

Isaiah let out a sigh. He had now just forgotten what he was going to say for the story.

The three were outside playing with Victoria pretending she was the captured princess and Isaiah being the monster holding her there while Donavin was the brave warrior come to save Victoria. But Donavin had tripped and landed, thus making the fantasy disappear for the time being.

Isaiah sat down and his siblings did the same. "Tori," he said. "What do you think of our new family?"

"I love them," she said with absolute truth.

"Me too," said Donavin.

"Too bad that won't last for you," said a harsh voice and the three turned fast to see a large silver bot with red eyes. Behind him were three others who had red eyes. One was huge with purple and green colors, another was thinner and his face kept spinning, and the third looked like a giant, Earth wasp. The children froze in fear and the Autobots, having received the alert of intruders, raced out.

Optimus froze when he saw Megatron pointing his cannon at the three children. Victoria stood in front of her brothers, not backing down, even though she was scared.

"Megatron," Optimus said. "Leave now."

"Oh, I will," he said. "With the children. They will be fine candidates for testing."

Optimus' roar of anger shook the trees as the Autobots charged into battle. Ironhide blasted at the big Decepticon Lugnut who matched him punch for punch, Jazz used karate on Blitzwing, the face changer, and Bumblebee faced Wasp.

Optimus drew out his swords and battled his former brother, thinking only about his children, who were trembling and sticking together. He quickly sent reassurance through the father-children bond they shared as he continued to battle his foe.

But it seems the Cons were ready for such a fight, for Lugnut quickly used one of his hand bombs and hit it against the ground, making the Autobots all lose their balance and fall. Each of the four now faced their opponents weapons, warmed up and ready to fire.

Megatron leered at Optimus. "You've fallen, Optimus Prime," he sneered. "The Decepticons have won today!"

Suddenly, missiles began striking the Cons, making them fall back. "It is the Autobots who have won today, Megatron!" said a new voice as a black helicopter came into view and landed between the Bots and the Cons. A human girl stepped out of the pilot's seat and stood there as the helicopter transformed into a bot that was around Bumblebee's height and was mostly black. A yellow visor covered the top half of his face and the pincher claw on his right arm snapped together once as he stood ready.

"Who are you?" Megatron demanded.

"We're someones you will never want to face again," said the new bot. "Rachel?"

The girl beside him nodded once and stepped forward slightly, stretching her arms out towards the Decepticons and closing her eyes. Suddenly, miniature speakers appeared out of her arms and sounds began to come from the speakers at an ear-jarring volume.

The volume increased to where no more words could be heard and the Autobots could see sound waves coming from the girl's hands and the new bot turned so that his back was to the Cons and he tensed. His propeller blades snapped from two blades to four and began to spin fast.

The action moved the sound waves toward the Cons while protecting the Bots. The girl then made a hand signal to him and he stopped his blades, moving forward and kneeling in front of the younglings, pulling them close to not only protect them, but to comfort them as well.

The sound waves made the girl's hair fly in the wind as she then let out a roar. "Surrender!" she screamed at the Cons.

Megatron finally couldn't stand it anymore and saw his three men quickly retreating to get away from the horrible music the girl was playing at them. With a roar of pain, Megatron took off after his men, but the music was very loud even as they were far away from the girl.

Soon, their minds were filled with the music, driving them insane and they all fled, trying to now get the blasted music to stop.

Only problem was: it never did.

As the girl began to calm down, the volume of the music dropped and she lowered her arms, feeling a little dizzy and she stumbled towards the helicopter-transforming bot and the three younglings.

The new bot looked at the girl and placed a hand out to let her sit on, his optics looking somewhat worried, but mostly fearful. The girl sighed and looked up at him.

"I'm alright," she said. "Just a tad dizzy."

"You shouldn't have pushed it," he said, the worry in his voice softening the sternness of his reprimand.

The girl smiled. "Worrywart," she teased him, before sitting up in his hand. The bot also stood and the younglings at once when to Optimus, who looked at the two new arrivals with gratitude and a bit of wariness which disappeared the moment he saw the Autobot symbol shining proudly on his raised shoulder pads and noted that the necklace the girl wore was the Autobot symbol that looked home-made with a chain that also looked home-made. The new bot transferred the girl to his left shoulder and saluted Optimus, who returned the salute.

"Who are you?" he asked, truly not knowing who this bot was.

"I am Tomahawk, sir," the bot said, his voice light, but filled with deep respect to Optimus. "And this is my friend, Rachel," he said, gesturing to the girl on his shoulder, who waved.

"This is them, Hawk?" she asked him, amazed.

"Yup," said Tomahawk.

Jazz spoke up now. "Where did you get the Autobot symbol, Rachel?" he asked her.

She smiled. "I made it myself," she said. "Using the symbol on Tomahawk's shoulder pads as my guide."

Tomahawk looked a little sheepish. "She's undeterred, for a human," he admitted, to which Rachel grinned.

"I can make music pop out of my hands with my specialized radio sleeves to make enemies run and I know karate," she said with a laugh. "Those Cons won't come back now."

"Why do you say that?" asked Optimus.

Rachel laughed again. "The music vibrated their brains a lot because of the loud volume and because I was so close to them," she explained. "It's implanted in their memory banks and so they will be forever trying to get it to stop, but it won't."

The other Autobots laughed and Optimus extended a hand to Tomahawk, who shook it respectfully.

"Autobots Tomahawk and Rachel," he said. "Welcome to Earth and to our team."