Finally updated woo! X-mas time is so hectic! Chapter 10 already! I never expected to get 10 chapters so quickly :D reviewers ftw! Im trying to get to the action but back story demands I write him first . but not to worry, I hope in the next couple chapters I can get some fight scenes in :D.
Disclaimer: See previous chapters, I cant think of anything witty right now.
Shawn stared at his hand intensely. The fingers twitched faintly but other then that nothing significant happened. Glaring intently at the appendage, Shawn flared his hand. Nothing. Turbo rocked on his aft back and forth, clutching his feet, on the floor nearby, watching Shawn curiously. The little race car had sat there for 3 hours already and nothing had happened. The man had just sat and flared his hand for the whole three hours. The mini-bot had no idea what he was doing but the twins had a bet going on how long the man would sit and repeat the motion. After dropping off the mechanic back to his small 'apartment' area in Soundwave's Berthroom, the cassette twins had taken to playing games with the small race car. Hide and seek had been the favourite one for the mini-bot. After getting tired of the games, Turbo had gone to find his creator, only to find him sitting on his bed staring intently at his hand. A small crowd had slowly built up around the area, all watching to small man.
" You think he's broken?" Rumble asked his twin, the other mini-cons around him shrugged. Frenzy reached over slowly and gently tapped the man. A hand whipped up and batted the limb aside before resting again beside the mechanic. " Guess not. What do you think he's doing?" Frenzy replied. The mini-cons shrugged again. Another poke. Another swat. A grin slowly formed on the mini-cons face as Shawn's swats got more forceful.
Poke. Swat. Poke. Swat. Poke. Swat. Po-
" Damn it Frenzy, would you stop poking me?!" Shawn whipped around with a snarl, his hand flaring again. Different from the last 4 hours, Shawn's hand suddenly radiated red and a large red bolt of static suddenly launched from the limb and stuck the offending appendage attacking the mechanic's person. Frenzy backed up with a yelp, his hand smoking and sparking. A large hole had been burned into the armour, wires beneath burnt out and black. " Holy hell!" Shawn flinched back from the mini-con, watching his hand like it was a fiend. The mini-cons slowly backed away from the frowning man who was staring at a still slightly red hand. The glow dissipated and the hand was once again a peach color.
" What the slag was that?!" Frenzy yelled as Soundwave came over and inspected his hand. " Order: Report to med bay for repairs. Servo systems compromised." Shawn stared at his hand hard, as if trying to will the appendage to answer the inquiry. " I don't know. I seem to radiate some sort of energy when I have negative emotions like rage or fear. I guess it lashes out at who ever is nearest. What I wanna know is why I cant get it to go when I want to and stop it when I don't want it to. " The room became silent, Soundwave standing slightly in front of his mini-con team.
" Inquiry: Energy did not lash out when I took you from Megatron. Why?" Shawn growled and gripped his hair, determined to pull out a few strands. " I don't know! Its all that damn cube's fault! I could have spent my days decaling cars and tricking out sweet rides but NO! That stupid cube had to land on OUR planet and screw up OUR technology decided to go AWOL and THEN it had to go and destroy itself, ending up lodging inside me AND giving me freaky powers I cant control OR decipher! This is just PERFECT! Fantabulos! I'm so happy about this situation I could choke myself to oblivion with my own hands! God, I wish I could blow something up right now, preferably a specific red, blue, and purple jet team!"
A red sheen had steadily grown around the man as his rant continued, small red imprint lasting where his feet fell as he paced. The Decepticons, survival instincts very intact, had retreated to the other side of the room long ago, watching the time bomb across form them slowly count to zero. Ravage spoke up. " Do you think the kidnapping, Allspark meddling, and resurrections finally got to him?" the communications team shrugged. A small explosion sounded, dust kicking up from where the mechanic stood. As it settled, a large new whole in the wall was discovered, as well as the, now unconscious, glowing human. The Cons looked to each other for explanation, but none were forthcoming.
Shawn opened his eyes to see the, now familiar, sight of memories spinning around him. The white-clad being stood nearby, watching the maelstrom. " Back so soon?" Shawn growled. He didn't care that this being could possibly kill him in seconds, he was sick and tired of being pushed around and having stuff shoved onto him. He wanted his long overdue answers and retribution, as well as a How-to guide for his freakiness. " Ok, I get the need to join Cybertronians, really I do. And I get the role Megatron is needed for. I am A Ok with all of that. I draw the line when I suddenly can spew large red lightning bolts that can, apparently, destroy said Cybertronians by simply RADIATING them! You didn't say that when I gained the red Decepticon energy that I would destroy stuff around me because I got annoyed or scared! Your plan for uniting the two forces are gonna be short lived if I accidentally KILL all the Decepticons because you wont tell me how to CONTROL my powers!" Shawn breathed hard after he was done, the Allspark just looking at him with that damnedable smile. " Shawn, do not worry. Once you have gained control of yourself, you will gain control of your power. Great power cannot be forced into compliance, you must first show it you can control yourself before it will submit to you. I gave you this responsibility because i know you can achieve this. You will see past the wrongs and inequalities of your situation and you will find a balance that will work for you. Once you gain control, you will steadily be rewarded with full power, yours to do with as you wish for the future of Cybertron." Shawn gapped at the Being, only one fact really registering. " Wait a minute! That orb of sheer destruction I made in Megatron's hand wasn't my full power?!" The being smiled and nodded. " That's right, the power you wield now is a test run. Once you show aptitude in control and usage, you will earn more, steadily gaining until you have it all. Until then it will remain here with me, awaiting the time it can join you." Shawn sat heavily to the ground, limp and staring blankly. " No.. way.." shaking his head, a thought came to him. " Wait a minute, I have a question. The Decepticons.. They were debating how to gain energon. The forces need energon to survive. They said, when the Allspark was around energon was abundant but when the Allspark disappeared it suddenly stopped being made. You wouldn't happen to know where to get any would you?"
The being grinned, a proud grin of a teacher to a Grade A student. " Most wise to ask me this. That ties in with another of your duties. Cybertron was a desolate and cold as Mars before I was created and breathed life to it. Everything on Cybertron was made and destroyed by me until I found the right balance. Out of this balance came the Cybertronians and their way of life. Everything about them traced back to me. Their reproduction, their materials to build shells, even their food source. I was the source of energon, the substance created and put deep into the ground for the planet dwellers to find." A large picture of Cybertron was shown, workers mining up large pink crystals. "When Prime shipped me off the planet, I could no longer supply the planet with the life giving energy. Energon, you see, is just your basic materials. Iron, hydrogen, neon, etc. it's the last added component that makes it energon, a component only able to be given by me. The energy. The life giving blue energy makes the ordinary minerals into a infused power house able to fuel a cybertronian. The type of base material, such as lead or hydrogen, dictates what kind of energon it will be. Low, medium, high, etc."
Shawn gaped at the being, each type of energon flashing before him. A pink low grade cube, a purple medium, a light blue high grade, and a dark blue ultra high. " Your ability to utilise both powers is crucial. Your job is, not only to protect with your red energy, but to breathe life and sustain with the blue. While Sam will have a much easier time with both, as long as the factions are separated only you can create the life cubes for them. Do not fail them, they need you more then they think. Show them you are worth more then they require and you will be on your way to unity." The room started to fade, marking there time to part. "Wait!" Shawn reached after the fading image of the being. " How do I make energon?!" The being grinned. " Do not worry, instinct will guide you!"
Shawn groaned as he awoke, the ceiling greeting him. Turning over onto his stomach, Shawn sat him, resting on his knees. The room was, surprisingly, empty. This might have something to do with him being in a human size room. It was more of a hastily furnished box then anything but the important thing was it had a roof. Flopping back down, Shawn thought long and hard on his dream. He knew he couldn't put off helping the Decepticons. The being probably would chew him out for it. Nor could he ignore making energon, he wasn't cruel enough to let people starve when he KNEW he could help. 'well, I guess theirs only one thing to do. Good bye sanity and normal life, hello Allspark induced importance, responsibility, and unwanted headaches.' Getting up, Shawn Glanced at the only door and casually walked to it, testing it. He jumped back when it slid open. Raising an eyebrow, he exited the box to find a familiar sight of the Decepticon med bay. Turning around, he spotted his former room. It was a small metal box situated on a spare counter. Hinged along the side showed the roof could be removed for easy access. Glancing around, finding the room empty, Shawn gazed down at the floor, some twenty feet away. ' Ok, not going to try that one, maybe they have a ladder.' The mechanic was determined to get out of the med ay before that freaky Con medic came back. The lack of scrolling text and info made the man a little nervous, used to the constant streaming of info in his vision.
' On that note, just why didn't he get any text? Shouldn't I have the entire Decepticon history stored somewhere in my super computer brain?' Shawn speculated the mystery of missing text in freaky Allspark vision, searching for a ladder, when the med bay door opened. The , not so surprising, sight of Soundwave entering was both a relief and worry. Relief because it wasn't the weird textless medic and worry because Megatron followed him in after. Being in a empty med bay with Megatron and only having Soundwave as a possible shield wasn't cool in Shawn's opinion. " I know what your thinking! Don't say anything. First, I'm sorry for the whole in the wall, it just looked so tantalisingly destructible. Second, the Allspark dream I had gave me good news and somewhat neutral news."
The Jet leader gazed at the, questionably sane, human. The admitting of dreams about the Allspark didn't seem to faze the Con leader, the jet motioning the small being to continue. " Well, good news I know how to get energon. Go Allspark." The two larger being started, the leader leaning in close. " Are you certain human?! If you jest…" Shawn nodded quickly. " Positive. Now the neutral news is I don't know how to make the energon and apparently on Shawn and I can do so, despite any attempts so far that might have been fruitful." Shawn paced the counter, flinching every time either Cons shifted place. " Again I'm sorry for the whole, and your hand… and Frenzy's hand." Shawn shifted uncomfortably. " As you can imagine, I'm not exactly in the best position to react calmly and with caution, But I will try harder to control the power and complete the mission given to me."
Megatron seemed to smirk at the shifty human. " And what mission is that?" Shawn blinked, suddenly realising ha hadn't once explained the Allspark's wishes to the large leader. " To protect all Cybertronians and preserve their lives of course, but mostly the Decepticon sparks." Megatron watched the human sceptically. " Really? And im to believe you're the all powerful force that will lead us to victory, decreed by the Allspark itself?" Shawn snorted. " Oh hells no. I'm only supposed to make sure all the Decepticon spark live safely and make sure you make peace with Prime and his merry band of bots. He said nothing about gaining a Con victory. Sorry to burst your bubble."
Megatron grinned. " So, boy, what of your counterpart. What is his role?" Shawn tilted his head, " You mean Sam? He's supposed to watch the Autobots, like me with you guys, and strive for peace as well. He doesn't really get a protection job though, his energy isn't really right for it." Megatron frowned. " And why do you tell me this? How do I know it is real?" Shawn grinned. " Well why not? If you know im going for world peace and keeping everyone alive then it'll be no surprise when I start doing Starscream tendencies to stop your plans. It's easier in the long run for you to know, that way I have less struggle convincing peace is good for everyone." the human grinned at the disgruntled face of the large Con leader. 'Phase one complete, convincing Cons im slightly crazy is a go. This'll be so much easier now, sane people don't attempt breaking millennia long wars just because a cube tells em to anyway. I fear for my sanity sometimes too. Ok, energon first, getting Autobots to see error of ways second, control freaky powers third.' Shawn nodded, making the Cons beside him gaze at him questioningly. Shawn shook his head. " Nothing, how about we start on that energon, cant have people starving before we get a peace treaty right?"
Sam looked at the nearly finished body of Jazz, the solstice showing almost no marks of being split in half, except the slight height difference. Ratchet was putting the finished touched before the attempt at life was tried. Sam had gained a blue vision some time ago, ratchet announcing his transformation was almost complete. He had since gained a file on ratchet, Prime, Jazz, and Bumblebee. Oddly enough, Ironhide didn't have one. A small clank pulled Sam's attention to Ratchet, who was setting down his tools. " Alright Sam, Im going to put you near his spark chamber. See if you can gain a reaction." Nodding, Sam climbing into the offered hand and was carried over to the limp body. Being placed gently on the Solstice's chest, he was directed to a small chamber at the center of the chest. Taking a breathe, and gaining a encouraging nod from Ratchet, Sam reached out to the chamber. Blue lanced from his hand, the bolts racing along the body, jump starting systems and code before settling into the chamber. A once black visor lit up a brilliant blue, a gasp and cough racking the, relatively small, Bot. Ratchet, held down the bot as he swung out, clipping a table. " Jazz! Calm down, your sae at base!" The small bot stopped thrashing and gazed at the medic. " Ratchet?"
And I'm done! don't expect a fast update, X-mas demands attention. :D sorry for the crappy writing, I was never good at making a story go from point A to point B without going to point X, J, and 87 as well xD. Please review and if anything is unclear don't be afraid to ask, I'll gladly type up a paragraph for each chapter and explain where it was supposed to go xD.