Title: S.O.S. Save Earth
Short Summary:
A what if story that Autobots never reached Earth on time before the Decepticons got to the All Spark. What would have happened if they had not come at all? Answer; The Earth becomes a dark, enslaved world ruled by the Cons. Rated M.
Pairings:
Annabelle L./Ironhide (not romantically), Sam/Mikaela/Bumblebee, Optimus Prime/Elita One.
Warning: Story contains implied and/ or scenes of: strong language, strong torture, attempted rape, angst, adult scenes, strong violence and probably more…
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or any characters.
Author's Note: This chapter is short for a reason.
::Chapter Eight::
It was quite cold and quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the ship's engines as it floated along the blackness of space. That was the only sound he had heard and been listening to for quite some years now. There was only the rumbling engines, a recharged murmurs from his companions, a few daily activities now and then but nothing more. There was nothing else that he had heard for quite some time now.
So when he awoke to a gentle pinging sound, through the many years of silence and recharge, he didn't make anything of it right now. He just turned his head and recharged on.
Ping. Ping. Ping. Ping.
The noise was continuous and it was starting to get annoying.
Finally, glowing blue eyes forced their shutters open and an irritated groan escaped from his voice processor. He was having quite the time to forcing himself out of recharge. But either way, he opened his shutters to see what was annoying him out of sleep mode. The sight that he recognized was the large window showing out into open space. Endless stars was all that he could see, other than the large planet that the ship was drifting a little closer to. He thought that that was what it was. But usually, the ship's computer AI usually navigated them away such dangers. He could barely feel it starting to turn to move away from the planet.
So with shrug, he closed his shutters again to go back into recharge.
Ping. Ping. Ping. Ping.
Oh, for the love of Primus!
Groaning again, he flipped his shutters open again and he looked around the ship's cockpit for the annoying source. He found a blinking light on the control panel and frowned. "Hmm? Incoming message? Could it finally be…..?" He murmured to himself in clicks and beeps; the native language belonging to all like him.
With a frown, he reached over and tapped the button next to the blinking light. The message immediately activated but it was in a language that he had never heard of before. He frowned deeper as he eyed the speakers before he began going through his personal language directory, looking over two hundred languages that he had downloaded during their travels.
Five minutes later, he found the matching language.
Tapping the button again to replay the message, he listened to what was said. He frowned as he listened to it. It was some kind of message made by a femme gender of what he believed to be human of the Planet called Earth. He listened to what the femme had to say in her message. But even as he listened and heard keywords, his eye shutters snapped wider and he hissed to himself. He couldn't believe this! He couldn't believe what this human femme was saying in her message.
'No! Not message! It's an SOS!' He thought frantically before throwing his chair backwards and standing up.
The news that she was giving him through the SOS was great but terrible all at the same time!
"Slaggit!" He suddenly exclaimed before he turned and bolted from the cockpit. He knew that he needed to get the big Boss! He needed to hear this!
Running through metal corridors into a very large chamber of the ship, he ran past many of his comrades as they rested on berths. He heard some of them stir as his metal feet pounding against the metal grates. Some of them groaned and opened their own eye shutters and gave him an irritated look. He ignored them as he ran directly to the next large metal doors that lead into the next room.
The doors clanged open and he was greeted by the sound of pounding metal. He had to pause and grimace when he saw the team's medic banging a large wrench over another's head, yelling at him in their native tongue about how he blew off his arm again. He would really hate to make that certain medic mad. But ignored the two arguing beings as he looked directly at the largest in the room.
"Sir! Sir!" He clicked, beeped and whirled at the big boss.
The large Leader turned away from watching the ship's medic beating on their lead Scientist with the wrench. He looked down at the much smaller officer and frowned. "Hmm? What? What is it, Blaster?"
"You better come see this, sir! We just received an emergency message sent from a small planet called Earth! It's from an Earthling, sir! A femme! She's requesting for some help for Earth's aid! They're in grave danger! And we found the Decepticons! She's telling us where they're at!"
That had many of the others jerked around and looked over at him in alarm. The medic even stopped beating on the other to look at him with surprise. But the big Boss frowned before he was immediately turning towards the door. "Lead the way, Blaster. Let's see this message." He said firmly.
Ten minutes later, the massive ship called the Arkwas blasting its engines alive and hurtling into space for their new destination.
Earth.
