"They're fucking us over and don't have the decency to call it rape!"- Yeah I feel the same way with telephonic customer service. *face palm*
So….. This-...I feel like something is missing? Is it just me? I mean ch 1-7 seemed fine and 8….hehe but …..humm am I just over thinking this! *shakes head*
◊MafiaFormers
Chapter 9
A holographic screen popped up on Bumblebee's dashboard and Optimus's hard blue eyes starred out as his voice vibrated through the speaker system of the car. "There are five black Sudan's following us from a distance. I fear they have found us already."
Bumblebee tightly gripped his steering wheel as Sam jumped around to look out the window at the flaming big rig in front of them. Jazz's face popped up in the screen next and Sam could just make out Mikaela, who was leaning over to look into the screen with curiosity, upon spotting Sam she smiled and waved. "Shall we split up and distract them?"
Optimus's face re-appeared as he nodded. "Leave the humans with me." The hologram screen phased out of existence as Bumblebee slowed down and pulled over to the side of the darkened highway. In the distance Sam could barely make out a moving black mass with headlights.
Sam turned towards the other boy biting his lips with uncertainty; he didn't fully trust Optimus yet. He didn't respect Bumblebee any more than the Autobots leader but he did, for some unknown and bizarre reason, trust the boy. He didn't want to admit that it partly had to do with his guilt for leaving his body in a junkyard, but that was a factor. A question that still nagged him in the back of his mind; how had Bumblebee escaped and where in god's name did he get a pair of eyes?
"I'll stay with you." He declared.
The youth's face broke into a sad smile but his eyes danced happily. 'I'm sorry, so sorry. I'm sorry it's like this.' A short melody played from the cricketedy radio.
Sam open his mouth to tell Bumblebee he had nothing to apologize for when the passenger door flew open, his seat belt slithered off and a pair of hands shoved him from the warmth the small yellow Camaro had provided. He stumbled out and before he could turn around to angrily shout at Bee the door slammed shut and tires where squealing on the pavement as red tail lights flickered in the distance. Sam huffed angrily and crossed his arms as the door on the big rig opened. Mikaela appeared behind him as Jazz also flew off into the distance, closely followed by ratchet. Each car heading in a different direction down the highway.
"He knew you'd argue." Mikaela defended.
"Doesn't mean pushing me out of the car and high-tailing it out of here is the best way either." Sam grumbled, slightly peeved she had actually been allowed to climb out of the car before Jazz had sped off. The girl chuckled fondly and patted his shoulder.
Sam grudgingly followed her up into the cabin of the flaming truck. The leader of the Autobots looked so out of place in his pinstripe suit and fedora inside of the truck. Although the chrome finishes and leather seats where a nice addition. Sam took a seat in the back, allowing Mikaela the seat next to Optimus. As he sat the glasses rubbed against his left thigh, the cubed necklace his right. Keeping his eyes trained on the leader as he drove off down the highway, Sam reached in his right pocket and retrieved the necklace he'd taken off of the doll. He briefly glanced down at it, wondering if Bumblebee had noticed it's absence, but the boy hadn't said anything or made any indications anything was missing or amiss. He tightened his fist around it before quickly slipping it over his head and safely tucking it under his shirt. Looking up Sam's brown eyes meet a pair of hard blue optics in the rear view mirror. The piercing eyes asked no questions, nor offered any answers, just considered the boy thoughtfully. Something Sam was frankly getting tired of.
The three traveled in silence as Optimus drove down the near empty highway. Mikaela didn't even bother trying to instigate a conversation she just laid her head against the cool pane of class and gazed out the window. Sam fidgeted, horrible scenarios playing in his head as he was plagued with guilt of the capture of his parents and best friend. Although he knew he wouldn't have been able to do anything if he had been there, he still felt remorseful.
"There is no room for guilt; we must continue to move forward." Optimus's deep voice penetrated the darkened silence.
Sam shrugged with a frown. "It's a human thing."
"Yes, yes it is." Optimus replied in an almost inaudible whisper.
"I think they found us." Mikaela squeaked as she pointed out the window.
The mass of black vans slowly drew in and surrounded the big rig on all sides. Sam jumped around, searching but unable to see an escape. They were trapped. The cabin suddenly started shaking as Optimus calmly unbuckled his seat belt, instructing the teens to follow suit. Having no other choice Sam and Mikaela did so. Optimus looked at each teen before nodding to himself. "Things are about to get bumpy. Hold on tight."
Mikaela opened her mouth to ask why when they felt the shift. The sound of gears and scraping metal, and then they were sitting on a shoulder. A giant shoulder attached to a giant metal alien. They must have been three stories up, each gripping on a piece of metal for dear life. A head turned to them and Sam was shocked that the face looked completely humanoid. Optimus's glowing blue eyes looked them over for a brief second before the enormous metalloid alien started running, with each step gears whirled and he left a small crack in the pavement. Wind whipped in Sam's face, blinding the boy when Mikaela's long black hair flicked into his face. Sam glanced behind as Optimus ran with the humans on his shoulder watching the dark trucks still in purist, but they could not keep up with the Autobot leader. They soon fell behind and for a brief moment Sam relaxed. It was terrifyingly exciting, riding on the shoulder of a metal alien and if Sam hadn't have had a glimpse of the beaten up Barricade he was quite certain he would have passed out from shock.
A bright spotlight assaulted Sam's sensitive eyes as a helicopter flew dangerously close to the jogging alien. Squinting and holding a hand up to block most of the offending light Sam felt his stomach clench. Optimus ducked under a bridge to avoid the flying spy in the sky and with an athletic agility Sam would have never guess anything constructed of metal was capable off, he jumped into the air and swung up into the beams of the bridge. Sam held his breath and looked over at Mikaela as the helicopter dipped low to pass under the bridge the searchlight sweeping the ground. He let out a relived sigh as it passed under them.
'The humans are giving me trouble.' Jazz's voice growled out, the sound coming from Optimus large ear.
'I've lost mine around some warehouses.' Ratchet reported. 'Locked on your coordinates and headed your way.'
'Roget that, Autobots fall in.' Optimus commanded.
Mikaela had leaned in to gaze at the large ear, when her sweaty palms slipped against the smooth metal and she was falling, stopped only by Sam who noticed her slip seconds after. His own hands where slick with perspire and he could feel his fingers cramping at the weight of them both. Below him Mikael wiggled as she clawed at his sleeve, begging him not to drop her. Sam looked up at Optimus whose blue eyes looked remorseful, eyes wide Sam silently shook his head, eyes pleading with the giant leader. His quiet pleads where met with a chuckle.
"Baby birds must be pushed from the nest to learn to fly."
His fingers gave way and slipped off the cool metal. He was falling, Mikaela screams just below him, but he couldn't look away from the Autobot leaders who starred as his descending figure on his journey to the ground. His limbs flailed around as the winds cradled him in air but he didn't scream out in terror like his fellow teen. Something deep inside of his chest assured him he'd survive this. When a cool metallic hand smoothly closed over his thin body, tightly encasing him in metal he smiled briefly.
Bumblebee!
The scout had transformed at the last second, a human teen lightly griped in each hand as he slid across the ground. Sparks flying as his metal chest rubbed against the pavement. He ignored the pain, releasing the humans as he slid to a stop. His smaller, human, form jumping off of his metal form's shoulder to run to his charge and check the boy for any injuries. Sam's eyes where wide, his mind buzzing with adrenaline. The loud blaring of sirens and blinding spotlights coupled with the sudden arrival of men in black armor all with guns trained at his chest. Sam swore loudly, again with the guns!
Without so much as a warning Sam was tackled to the ground and roughly hand-cuffed and dragged away from the yellow Camaro. From the corner of his eyes Sam watched Mikaela and human Bee Also hand-cuffed and also hauled away from the larger Bumblebee. Bumblebee started to struggle and grunt out in pain as his other body was smarmed by men, in what looked like black ghost buster outfits with fire extinguishers. If he wasn't so angry, Sam would have found it hilarious. When one of the helicopters shot at the mech, the human Bee cried out in pain holding his wrist where the mech was shot. Sam struggled against the tight grip of his captors, wanting to help his guardian. The mech was assaulted from all directions as more harpoons where shot at him and he was strung to the ground.
"Stop hurting him. He's not fighting back." Sam screamed at the top of his lungs as the human bee, beside him fell to the ground, as his metal form did.
Two pair of bright blue eyes gazed at him, each seeming to apologize. Sam wanted to run to each and tell them they had nothing to apologize for. He was the one that failed them, but he couldn't. Try as he might he couldn't wiggle from the grasp two of the agents had him in. He could only helplessly watch as the bigger form was covered in what he could only image was a freezing agent. Mikaela silently sobbed behind him, her head hung low.
"Ladiesman217?" A familiar voice called over all the noise.
Sam was violently lurched around as he came face-to-face with a foreign man in a dark black suit. A cocky grin plastered on his face. Sam snarled, jerking forward in the agents grip, he wanted to rip out Simmons's throat. The older man frowned and jerked his chin and the men stopped spraying Bumblebee and backed off, although the trained guns stayed on target and Bee was still held down, but at least they weren't slowly freezing him anymore. Human Bee sucked in a deep breath from the ground and looked up at Sam with a weak smile.
A nerdy looking guy in oval glasses that Sam didn't think belonged in a suit waved a Geiger counter over Mikaela and then him. His thin lips pursing as the device beeped crazily, the black dial pointing to the far right red zone. The lackey turned to Simmons who clapped his hands happily. Sam chuckled internally, the man was basically the Arabians bitch, he almost couldn't contain his disgust as images assaulted his mind and he wished he hadn't have thought of that.
"Are you experiencing any flue like symptoms? Aching joints? Fever?" Simmons said as his beady eyes slid over the two teens bodies.
Sam frowned deeply, stepping away from the man with the foreign device, feeling once again violated. "Whoa way out of line, please man, wait for our first date." Mikaela chuckled, a tiny bit of tension lifted from her face, but became solemn once more as she looked over at Bumblebee who was currently starring in horror at his other self which had stopped moving.
Simmons's face contorted and he turned to the long haired girl. "You in the training bra shut it."
"Don't talk to her like that, you have no-."
Simmons reached into his jacket and pulled out a badge, waving it in front of the teens with a sneer. "See this? This is my I-can-do-anything-and-get-away-with-it badge."
Song used_ They by Jem
Cricketedy- Guess what it's not a word….strange I thought it was…best to describe a rocking chair.
*cough* I apologize for the previous chapter!
Thank you to my faithful 4 reviewers! Guess what I got two new ones!
Sub0chick- first as always! Seriously how do u do that. I am in awe! I'm glad you like this and continue to review habitually. Makes me smile! *sigh* I hope the spelling and grammar is better in this one! Aww Miles and Barricade aren't in this one! But they will be in the next!
Faith Robin- CRAP! I didn't think of that...well snap and I can't return ur gift…. *Sigh*…Humm let me scower the internet for a link to it...And I cannot wait till after New years..hehe Cinematic Adventure..I'l try not to embarrass u!...Too much
Talltree-san- *cries* don't remind me….I HATED when Jazz dies! He does need love…..and lots of it.
Keishinaruka- *face palm* Oh snap I made ur head rush..i have failed as an author…maybe I need a longer break I pray this ch is better! I can tell u now the 'evil ones'…hum it isn't a ones but a one…I bet that's horribly confusing but that's all I'm saying! I also think I suck at writing action scenes I believe that is my problem.
Mister E- Ur review had me rolling in laughter Barricade pull a jet fire and switch sides and then be prowl…..O_O! Oh snap! Ur brain must be a fun place to reside in! Prime is prime! And now EVERYTHING makes sense…..forever! hahaha
Slivblue- some action *blush* I think I'm better at that then action action….gods its hard! Although expect….the unexpected XD
