Alright! Chapter 10 is done (was a ton of fun, probably why it took so little time to get done) So, the first movie is starting this chapter, and as always, Nova ain't gonna do this discretely, I also want to focus more on her interactions with Bee, which, are like many sibling relations. Now, I should explain, that now that Nova's reached maturity, her ageing's slowed down, so she's a nineteen year old demolition maniac. But Bee's catching up with her at borderline eighteen because of this. So, without further adieu, let's begin! Hope you enjoy! Nova is owned in joint by myself and Lunarburst23, any other Oc's are my input, and everyone else belongs to Hasbro!
Chapter 9
Three vorns later
Novalight sighed as she stared out the bay window which made up on side of her room, her frame leaning against the wall of the sill she had perched herself some time ago on, her wings preventing her from leaning back any further, but she didn't mind, too busy staring out at the stars which glinted on the dark horizon-less void.
Her room had long since been made to suit her, the odd metal sculpture she'd made littered around on the odd spare space, the rest filled with the data pads she'd spent a good portion of her time filling with random notes on the new designs her and her sire had worked on.
One of said continuous works, were Sideswipe's blades, without any way of getting them to him, Nova had fallen into the cycle of constantly trying to improve them it would seem, every orn she'd take them from where they hung crossed over her berth on a mantle on the wall, and would tinker profusely with them, always trying to improve them, the sharpness of the blade… how quick they are at going from blade to gun… how powerful a punch its rounds pack, one of the main things she'd worked on.
But she was running out of things to improve… without him being there with her to test run it, and the mounts not built to fit any of the others on the Aeriella-X9.
Done with starring out at the stars, she looks down at her lucky charm fang, picking it up between three of her digits and twisting it around so that the dim light which came from the engines on this side of the ship shone off the edges and groves of the twins and her designations.
"Those aftholes…" She mumbled, a sad smile on her faceplates as she began to reminisce on her fast passed youngling hood, filled with explosions, weapons, fighting, pranks, and a flurry of other stuff which just made it so much better.
Even after all this time though, she still couldn't figure out what she felt for the twins, yes she'd kissed Sideswipe, and unwittingly kissed Sunstreaker due to his twins intervention, but that was more to promise her side of the deal of staying safe, not, at least on her side, a sign of brewing affection.
Before her thoughts could traverse further, her front door let off a chime, without a thought she hopped off the window sill and made her way out of her private berth room and into the lounge room and quickly let the door open to reveal her little brother standing there.
He gave a slight wave as he walked in. "Wanted to come check in on you." He sent over the bond, something which he was using a great deal more ever since his voice box was ripped out, the thought still made her curse internally every now and then.
"Eh, not really doing much today… You hear from Optimus about that Allspark signal we picked up four cycles ago?" It was why they'd changed course, locating the Allspark now their top priority, seeing as Megatron was likely still determined to follow after all this time, if he hadn't been eaten by some unknown space creature that is.
Bumblebee shrugged, moving over t6o the recliner couch that Nova had been able to acquire a few orns back from a traveling Kilomback Merchant, having apparently saved him from some unsavoury characters simply because of the fact that Nova was about three times larger than said unsavoury characters, who'd boasted a hasty retreat soon after her arrival and threat to unleash Spitter on them, them not knowing it was on the paint function.
But like everything else that Nova had, it had been tinkered with heavily, now having weapon storage under each padded cushion, which was a nice thing to have the last time the ship was attacked by seven stray cons, they'd mistaken the Aeriell-X9 as a neutral ship due to it not bearing any markings.
They'd quickly discovered their mistake when her, her sire and little brother charged at them from three separate corridors with cannons blazing.
It hadn't ended there though, as three off the seven were able to escape deeper into the ship.
One of which had successfully gotten Novalight cornered in her own living room, standing between her and the door out, which he'd managed to hack and lock.
There was no hesitation in what she did next, she'd drawn a stun grenade, pulled the pin, and slammed it with all her strength into the spot between his pedes, he'd had no time to react before he was immobilised, but it would only last for a few moments, it wasn't one of her stronger ones able to paralyse for over a joor, it had been the only one in her subspace at the time as well.
She'd dove for her new sofa, wretched two large pistols from where she had remembered she'd put them, and opened fire on his helm, emptying both cartridges in a matter of moments.
"Sis? You're cycle –dreaming again." Bumblebee's mental words and shove over the bond knocked her back to the present and she shook her helm to dislodge the past, she'd been doing that a lot recently, thinking back, the time didn't matter, one moment she was thinking back to the cycle prior, others, she'd be trying to piece together the blur which was her sparkling and early youngling hood before her creators threw her from that collapsing skyscraper.
She still couldn't decipher why they did that, they'd never tried to protect her before… and she could only assume they'd thrown her through that window then to protect her from being crushed under rubble… but still, being thrown from that high up was also likely to of offlined her…
"Cybertron to Nova! Pay attention!" This time he shoved her over the bond, accentuated with a physical shove, these two together, finally jerking her back to the present finally.
"Yah! Sorry Bro… been losing myself to thought a lot recently." She apologised, rubbing the back of her helm as she carefully observed her younger brothers irritation.
After a few moments though it fell away and instead turned to face the monitor. "Got anything good to watch?" He asked.
Novalight shrugged. "Watched pretty much everything now… it really is boring being the only ones our age on this ship. Not that our elders ain't a blast to deal with." She adds.
Bumblebee rolled his optics at that. "We passed a signal buoy a joor ago, we've probably got a few new shows and other stuff from that."
Novalight perked up at that, snatching the remote controller that sat in its slot on her side of the sofa so she could turn on the monitor.
Only to find a video message logged there, from around the time they passed the signal buoy. "What the?" It had no sender address, only a title saying 'Guess who'.
Bumblebee glanced over at her. "You gonna play it?"
She shrugged. "Why not, the firewalls are strong enough to fight off Soundwave for over a joor, whatever malware this thing might be carrying won't stand a chance." So, she plays it.
"Hey Novie!" It was Sideswipe, his grinning faceplates the first thing they saw.
Novalight huffed at the nickname, but the smile which formed on her faceplates at seeing the hyp0er red mech well was something which her little brother didn't miss.
"So, no idea when you're gonna get this sucker… but it's been… two and a half vorns since we all left Cybertron… so… hmm, oh what is it Sunny?"
"Get out of my studio!" They heard Sunstreaker yell from somewhere off camera.
"Oh fine! I thought you would want our best femme friend to know we're both still online!" He walked out of whatever room he'd been in before, causing the vision to shake slightly. "Damn hermit… anyway, how's life with all the old timers? I personally, have successfully made Prowl glitch 97 times already, and been brigged over 140 times… honestly that mech both has a pole way to far up his aft, and is out to get me… so, eh… any luck in whatever asteroid belt your likely having to dodge? Still breaking your own speed records? You guys still running a ship faster than the rest of the fleet combined because of those cute little pouches under your spark Que copied?"
Bumblebee groaned. "Oh gag me with a cube…" Nova responded with a light slap to the back of his helm as she continue to watch the now stabilised shot.
"Ok… down to business… firstly, we recently picked up this neutral fem, unfortunately we didn't get there in time to stop some sick cons from taking out her whole family unit… and low and behold… Solardancers out for mine and Sunny's sparks…"
A sudden groaning sound had Bumblebee's attention snapping to the side of the sofa his sister was holding in such a grip it was beginning to strain the metal, and not a moment later a knowing look was on his faceplates.
"Yeah… I can assume you had some sort of adverse reaction to that, well don't fret mah little smokin' hot explosives maniac, we fully intend to kick her out of the air lock the first suitable planet we can find for her. Trust me, Sunny may still be an undecided aft, but I am firmly set on claiming you as ours the moment we meet back up okay? Oh scrap… running out of memory space, well, see yah Novie! Love you!" And the call ended., pausing on his smirking faceplates for a moment before ending.
Novalight turned to her younger brother, him doing the same after a moment of scowling at the screen.
They chorused together. "What an idiot."
Novalight let off an irritated sigh. "Well, might as well respond… and I never packed a video camera… you?"
Bumblebee shook his helm. "Never had one to begin with."
"Perfect, oh well. A typed message will have to do."
Four orns later
"I hope you are both fully briefed in your mission then?" Optimus asked, looking between the two siblings.
They both saluted. "Yes Prime." Novalight answered whilst Bumblebee just nodded his helm.
"Very well… we will remain here on this world, locate any clue to the cubes location, and report your findings immediately. And remember, this Earth… its highest life forms have not reached father than their own solar system, they will not likely react well to your presence, remain in your alt modes, and try to draw zero attention." He ordered, glancing between the two.
Novalight nodded, activating her cloak for a moment before turning it back off. "They'll never know we were there."
Optimus nodded. "Very well, Nova, due to your speed advantage, you will arrive first, begin research, and remember, don't forget your holoform and remain in your scanned alt mode whenever there are humans in the area."
That last part threw Nova a little. "Err sir? I mean no offense to their race, but I severely doubt that these… 'Humans' have a vehicle mode able to sustain itself at the speeds I use just for ordinary transportation." She responded, all whilst Bumblebee, her sire, Jazz and Ratchet exchanged the odd glance as Optimus merely stared off towards where the planet Earth was barely visible, their own ship currently hidden in a large chasm on the planet, which to the humans, was called Uranaus, apparently the name had become part of the races assortment of jokes… One which completely flew over their helms.
They had arrived on the near frozen over planet a few cycles ago, using long range scanners to latch onto the Earths 'World Wide Web', trying to identify where the Allspark, which they'd traced to this planet was. However, as of that moment, they had had no luck.
Optimus pondered over Novalight's concern for a few moments before realising she was correct, the Human's air craft were unable to reach the speeds that Novalight used in combat, taking such a vehicle as her alt mode would put her at a sever risk on the battle field, and even when moving about the planet, the sheer speeds would easily draw attention to herself. "Very well Nova, remain in your present altmode, but, under no circumstances are you to drop your cloak anywhere in which humans may see you, now, stay safe you two." He finally declared.
Novalight and Bumblebee saluted again, both turning to give their sire a quick hug before Novalight activated her thrusters and shot towards the main exit of the ship, whilst Bumblebee made his way towards the launch deck.
Ratchet stepped over to Optimus' side. "Are you absolutely certain they were the best choice for the first wave?"
Optimus nodded. "I am certain Ratchet, you should have more faith in your niece and nephew." He responded, placing a reassuring servo on the medics shoulder plate.
"I just… I worry…" He admitted, but he wouldn't admit to the Human 'Sci-fi' vids that Novalight had found, he'd claimed he wasn't interested. Yet he'd still looked out of curiosity, what he'd found had deeply worried him.
Humans fear of the unknown, and impulse to destroy anything unusual, even when it was their own kind, worried him even greater, one slip up, and the two youngest members of the Autobot army, could be the most wanted beings on that planet.
"You watched those movies Novalight found, didn't you?"
Ratchet jolted at Optimus' claim, glaring at the mech as Jazz snickered somewhere off to his left. "Fine, I watched this 'Alien' one… the lead femme had some ball bearings on her."
The knowing looks from Ironhide and Optimus made him break after a moment. "Ok, I watched the Predator, Predator vs. Alien and a bunch of other ones ok! …E.T. was… cute I will admit… for something which looked right out of Shockwaves lab."
Jazz was having to support himself on one of the control rooms chairs just to prevent himself from doubling over from his laughter.
Ironhide snorted. "Nova's gonna taunt you senseless for that mech."
Ratchet whipped round to glare at Ironhide. "Oh?! Then what did you watch from the films that winged creation of yours gave you?!"
Ironhide's chassis puffed up. "Terminator, and Terminator 2 Judgement day, now those were films with a femme lead with ball bearings, not whatever prissy human femme your apparently so enamoured with."
Ratchet growled at the mech. "Oh? Alien's lead was a bad aft in both films! She offlined the Zenomorph Queen with an exo suit!"
"Ha! That Connor femme used a hydraulic press in the first! Then used a shot gun and a pool of molten metal the second time!"
Jazz was howling at this point, causing the two mechs to snap their attention to him. Ratchet being the one to snap at the TIC. "Well if you find this so hilarious, what did you watch?!"
Jazz snorted. "Killer clowns from out of space, and the Shining. Now that was some psychological 0horror, oh and invasion of the Body Snatchers." He responded.
Ironhide groaned. "Killer sparkling entertainers? Jazz, please. That second one isn't a Sci-fi film, and… I… ok, that screech might just beat out Starscream when it comes to most horrifying sound in the known universe."
There was a beat of silence before all three mechs responded with. "Nah."
Three human months later
Novalight hummed to herself as she shot across the desert landscape, her cloak fully engaged and engines silenced.
She was over some place called… Qatar, weird name, but a lot of human names were weird to her, she was currently hot on the trail of a Decepticon she'd tussled with on only a few occasions, Blackout, the mech was heading directly for an American Army base in the area, and something in her tanks told her he wasn't dropping by to preach good will and peace between Cybertronian and Human life.
She was, at present, staying out of his scanner range, her cloak was able to block scanners yes, but the mech was known for carrying electric shockwave generators, which she'd discovered during a fight in Polyhex, took out her cloak faster than she and Flareup could clear a training room.
Maybe she should give the little organics a helms up?
::Heyo heyo! Anyone there? Woo hoo?! Anyone alive in that little base down there?:: She commed, using a secured channel so as not to let Blackout catch wind of her.
:Ma'am, this is a restricted frequency wavelength, how did you hack this signal, and please leave before we send operatives to locate you and bring you in.::
::Restricted? Mates, you practically left the back door open, I got in about three seconds ago, just wanted to let you know that you might not want to be caught with you fabric leg armour down when that Chopper lands, he's not a very savoury bloke.:: She responded, trying to implement what she'd managed to remember of human dialect and phrases, yet something told her she'd forgotten something.
::Ma'am, state your name and what you mean by that.::
::Everybot calls me Lil' Nova, or Novie, or something of that degree, I'm a seeker, and well, the guy I'm referring to may or may not have the intention of massacring everyone in your little base. My guess for you data, so back up your harddrives, pull up your britches and get yah guns on the ready! … Actually, you guys probably don't have much of a chance in frag against him, just sit pretty and I'll give you a show… might actually look a lot like those Rocky Socky robot games you people have.::
Another voice interrupted then. ::Sir, that Choppers not one of ours…:: The rest was too quiet for her to pick up on. ::Miss Nova… you claim to have experience with this imposter?::
::Yup, oh scrap, he's arrived hasn't he?::
::Yes… the chopper just touched down…::
::GET DOWN FRAGGIT! GET DOWN!:: She then hacked into the bases sirens and loudspeakers. ::HUMANS! DUCK DOWN AND RUN FOR YOUR FRAGGING LIVES!::
Her hydra energy drive roared under to her spark chamber as she accelerated with the supercharged fuel, dropping her cloak and not even paying attention to the confused shoves she was getting from Bumblebee.
However, just before she hit the bases' perimeter, she slammed her breaks on.
She couldn't just blow her cover to one of the Planets largest military forces! Especially the one that had a habit of miss-treating visitors from the stars, if the movies were anything to go on that is.
So instead, she dived towards the ground, transforming into a short roll before coming to a stop behind a rocky outcrop, Blackout in clear sight as he began to lay waste to the base.
After only a moment, she drew two of her large, automatic Sonic Blasters from her subspace, he was facing away from her, and she was going to use that to her advantage, quickly she reengaged her cloak, deciding it better to make herself harder to hit, than avoid being perceived of as a threat, there was very little these humans could really do to her anyway, if they tried anything, then she'd be out of there faster than one could say 'Scraplet'.
Her frame quickly disappeared into the flurry of pixels, allowing her to jump up over the rocky outcrop, and open fire.
The rapid fire rounds quickly found their marks, slamming into his rotors and large back strut.
The mech spun almost immediately, red optics narrowing in irritation when he realised he couldn't spot his attacker.
At least until he realised who it most likely was. "Ah, so the Autoscums ghost seeker makes an appearance… you really think you can save these humans?" He snarled, firing off another round towards the main building.
She snarled, unloading a full cartridge at his faceplates, he was quick to react, using his arm armour to block the shots.
Nova used this to her advantage, drawing Spitter she shifted it to the flamethrower function, and quickly aimed for between his pedes.
The animalistic howl which followed had her smirking. "That answer enough for you, yah son of a Scraplet humper!" She almost roared, well and truly immersed in her battle craze.
Once he'd recovered enough, he charged at her, however, she was easily able to dodge without him even becoming aware of her changed location, leaving him to grapple air, and mid fall to the ground, she switched back to her Sonic Blatsers, the high rate weapons unloading at such a rate they looked more like a stream of glowing pellets, quickly pelting the mechs rotors.
With a roar he spun, and engaged his electro shock generators, seeing this, Nova bolted, blasting her thrusters as hard as she could to get away and protect her cloak.
But it still outpaced her, taking out her cloak and thrusters for a minute, leaving her to barely stick a landing on the shifting sand.
She spun round in time to see him charging her. "You can't pull that trick this time you glitch!" He roared.
She smirked. "Don't need to." She responded, pulling Spitter back out, and firing a spike grenade directly at him.
He rolled just in time for it to miss his helm, instead latching onto his thick shoulder plates, Detonating a moment later.
The resulting explosion engulfed the both of them, and a good portion of the surrounding base as the human soldiers continued to try and run for their lives to get away from the carnage.
The blast had been too close, and threw Novalight back somewhat, crashing straight through one of the larger aircrafts, sending up in ball of fire she would have normally marvelled in had the situation been different.
Pushing herself off the cluster of torn metal which had gone through the fuselage with her she groaned. "Not fun." She grumbled, trying to shake the dizziness from her helm, having banged it into something unforgiving.
Turning her helm round slowly she took note of the Tank, which now had a print made similar to the shape of her helm. "Oh perfect." She groaned, trying to push herself up, only to wince at the new dent in her wing, thankfully she'd had the thought to dull the pain receptors, hence why it was only a sting.
Thankfully it was only the tip of her top right wing which had been dented slightly.
Finally she pushed herself upright, and spotted a human laying haphazardly next to her, staring up at her with jaw hanging loose and wide eyes.
She flashed him an apologetic smile. "I think I miss-calculated that one. Here, let me help you up." She reached down, he began scrambling back, but wasn't quick enough to get away from her servo gently wrapping around him and lifting him up. "Designation's Nova, now, seeing as my cloaks gonna be out of use for a bit, could you, not tell the higher ups about me being here? Kinda meant to be incogni…to? I think that's the word, now, get your little aft in gear, and run for yah life!" She declared as she put him back down on his feet and pushed him towards a bunch of humans were, shouting at the both of them, the only reason they weren't firing was because she had one of their own in her grasp. "Now then… where's that fragger rattled off too?" She growled, picking up Spitter from where he lay on the floor, she really wanted to get this over with, so, she shot back into the now smoke filled air, gunshots surrounded her, and her wing was giving quite the complaint as she spun herself in the air, optic looking through Spitter's sight, something she didn't normally use, but with his heat sensitive function, it allowed her to spot Blackout reaching for the main computer hub of the base, she didn't however, spot Scorponok leaving the area via the underground due to the mixed signals all of the fire and smoke were causing.
Will Lennox was grabbed by one of his Units men the moment the giant robot had disappeared into the smoke filled air.
"Dude! We gotta move!" Epps yelled over the gunfire, trying to push his captain away from the area.
The man shook his head, trying to dispel all the questions now plaguing his mind.
"She… didn't try to kill me?" He mumbled, as he turned to run along with the rest of his small group, trying to get away from the now inflames base.
The sound of that strange gunfire picked up again, and they couldn't help but stop and watch as the vibrantly coloured, well, where she had paint on her, female looking one, was firing off round after round directly into the larger male one, who had to be twice her size easily.
He roared at her, throwing a fist towards her, she dodged just in time. "Stop dodging you useless piece of scrap!"
She chuckled, bouncing on her clawed pedes, before spinning and delivering a harsh roundhouse kick to his helm, sending him crashing into the base wall behind him. "Like that?!" She laughed, drawing a new weapon seemingly right out of her side, firing off large, rounds which broke apart to pepper the larger male one full of scatter shot.
Again he roared, pushing up from the wall and charging again. She couldn't get away in time, his metallic hand wrapping tight around what he would guess was her throat, and squeezing.
Her glowing blue eyes widened, her own clawed hands grasping at his, trying to pry them loose, legs kicking against him frantically and a panicked look in her eyes.
That was all Lennox needed to see, it was evident to him there were two sides in this, and that female one was trying to protect them as well as she could.
He spotted a grenade launcher in one of his mens hands, Fig didn't even hesitate to hand it over, allowing Lennox to quickly line up the sight, and fire directly at the male ones left leg.
The explosion knocked him off balance, sending him to the ground and allowing the female one… she'd called herself Nova he realised just then, to pry herself from his grasp and backflip upright again, lining up a new weapon, directly on his helm.
He growled, before slamming down something which exploded into a cloud of smoke, not a few moments of that odd metal shifting sound later, and the Helicopter form of the male one was rising from the clouds and heading west away from the area.
The female one was coughing as she stumbled out of the smoke cloud. "Son of a scraplet! Primus fraggit damnit all to the Pit!" She hissed, rubbing her optics to try and get rid of the residual smoke which had gotten into the sensitive sight organs.
Once they were clear enough to see through, she spun around, taking in the burning carnage of the base, and the dozens of scattered human bodies. "No…" She mumbled, kneeling down to take a look at one of them. "…Snapped neck… blunt force trauma… oh Primus… they weren't supposed to get involved in our war…" She mumbled, rising back to her full height and looking around again, before spotting them. "You… you survived… oh thank Primus!" She exclaimed, practically rushing over towards them, they reacted on impulse, guns levelled on her.
She jerked to a halt. "Hey! Hey! Guns down! I ain't gonna hurt you lot! I ain't no fragging Con!" She tried to placate, waving her unarmed servos at them.
Lennox starred into those wide blue metallic eyes for a moment before giving the signal to lower their weapons, which they hesitantly did.
He stepped forwards towards her, her in turn kneeling down with an awkward smile on her face. "What are you?" He asked, trying to take her in, but in the darkness, he could only make out the parts of her that where hit by the firelight.
She smirked. "Alien."
Epps whistled. "Dude, that's awesome! I knew we couldn't be alone! Figg! You owe me a new truck!" He exclaimed, causing the man beside him to groan dreading his rotten luck.
Nova chuckled. "You humans, such a strange lot… designations?" She enquired.
Lennox nodded. "Will Lennox."
The rest of the group, including his young friend Sadji remained silent.
With a roll of his eyes he gave a light punch to Epps' shoulder. "This is Epps, that's Figg, that's Jon, this here's Sadji, and that's Napoleon Dynamite." He declared, pointing at Nathanial.
"Hey! That ain't my name! Don't go confusing the alien!" Nathanial snapped.
They were surprised when she started laughing. "I remember that movie! Nice one… one sec, my little bro's yelling at me over the com." She declared, raising her servo up to the side of her helm, only to wince after a moment, this position continued for a solid minute. "Glad to hear from you too… what… you found something! Ok! I'll rendezvous with you in… however long this takes! Yeah, yeah! I know! Primes gonna have my aft I realise that! But I couldn't just leave them to Blackout! … Love you too Bee, yep… got it be there in a few, oh and my wings a little bent so don't expect a perfect landing." She pulled her servo away and looked around. "Look, you can't stay here, head North, I spotted a communication relay over there, you should be able to use it to call in help, I gotta go, stay safe! And remember! I was never here!" She yelled, before leaping up into the sky, transforming into a strange, futuristic jet fighter like craft, the engines letting off a sharp whine before she shot away, vanishing off the horizon not two seconds later, leaving only two white smoke trails.
Epps turned to the others of their small unit. "Dudes… we just made first contact!" He exclaimed, mouth split in a huge grin.
They all looked to one another, stumped by what they'd all just realised.
Jon groaned. "She didn't say I come in peace! Can you imagine if she'd said that?! That would of ticked everything! Alien death match, explosions, high tech guns, but no WE COME IN PEACE!" Something buzzed in his pocket, pulling out his phone he realised there was a message on it. "By the way, ah come in peace bitches! ... That is the right derogatory term used in human culture, correct?" "Holy fuck..." He mumbled.
Lennox rolled his eyes. "C'mon, we need to salvage all we can, then, we're heading for that communication dish."
They all nodded and broke apart, the events of the previous few minutes weighing heavy on them when they realised they were the only survivors of the carnage.
They didn't blame Nova, deep down, they all knew she had had no intention of harming anyone, and that the one she was fighting, was the true cause for the death which surrounded them.
And there we go! Yeah, Nova's gonna have to brush up on her knowledge of human communication. So much to learn, so little time, well, until I next update, hope you enjoyed!
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