A/N: Well, here's another chapter. It longer than the other chapters, and I personally think that it's better as well. I would have updated last night, but my laptop didn't want to seem to connect to the internet, but here it is! Anyways, here's the new chapter, I hope you enjoy it, and like the plot that's unfolding in this chapter.
When we got to the gun range, I left my jacket in the truck, and quietly followed Ironhide. Staying behind him and Lennox, I waited patiently while they got a shooting area. Ironhide handed me a handgun, and a pair of noise blocking earmuffs, before leading me to where we would be shooting. He pointed towards the closest target, and told me aim for it.
Bringing it up, so I can look down my arm to the target, I don't fire, instead I look towards Ironhide and Lennox to see if I was doing it right. I was used to firing rifles, and shoulder cannons, but not anything small like this. Cybertronian equivalent of hand guns would have simply been part of my built in weapons systems, Ironhide had much more powerful cannons and specialized weapons though.
Lennox corrected me on how to properly hold the gun, while Ironhide gave me a few pointers on my stance, making a comment that my form had suffered from all of my time as a scout, sneaking around and shooting around corners. He said this jokingly, and I couldn't help but smile. Ironhide looked towards Lennox and the two nodded at the same time, before Ironhide put the earmuffs on me.
I took a deep breath, and then fired a shot at the closest target. There was a muffled thud which I assumed was the gun. It also had more whiplash than I was expecting and I ended up flinching slightly, but when I looked over towards the target, I couldn't help but smile, I still hit it right in the middle. I pulled the earmuffs off and turned towards Ironhide and Lennox, smiling.
"Nice bull's eye, Bee. But I'm not convinced that wasn't a lucky shot." Lennox said this with a sly smile on his face, as he pointed towards the farthest target. "I bet that you can't hit the last target." Ironhide chuckled at this, at the same time as he shook his head.
"Lennox, I wouldn't say that. Bumblebee is the best Autobot scout, and it's not just because he's good at being stealthy, he's not a half bad shot either." Both of the men turned to look at me, and I look towards the target. I was about to fire when Ironhide reached over and pulled the earmuffs back into place over my ears.
Taking a deep breath before I fire the shot, I pull the trigger. Lennox leaned forward to see if I hit it, but I didn't need to, to know that I hit it right in the middle. Ironhide didn't either, he simply placed his hand on my shoulder while I pulled the earmuffs off again.
"Well, I now know never to piss you off, even at a distance." Lennox said this when he turned back to face us. I rolled my eyes, and then he picked up his own gun and fired a couple of shots. I flinched at how loud the gunshot was, suddenly realizing how useful the earmuffs were.
I put my pair back on and all three of us started to have a little bit of fun shooting targets. Because we were the only ones there, they allowed us to activate the moving targets. We had fun for a while, until, even with the earmuffs, I started to get a headache.
I didn't want to stop, but Ironhide noticed that I had a headache, and called a stop to us shooting. He looked at me and let out a sigh, and I sheepishly took off my earmuffs.
"Bumblebee, are you getting a headache?" I nodded and pulled out my phone.
"If you want me to stop shooting, I can go get my headphones from the car, and I can listen to music while you two continue to shoot." Ironhide glared at me for a second, and I just looked at him before he let out a sigh.
"Fine, if you want to just sit around here for a little while longer." I nodded and Ironhide reached into his pocket and handed the keys to me. "Grab your headphones and come right back in." Again I nodded and then turned and walked towards the door, putting the keys in my own pocket.
When I pushed the door that lead out to the parking lot open, I flinched slightly at the gust of cold air, and hurried out to the Topkick. I grabbed onto the handle of the back door, pulled, and then face palmed, before reaching for the keys in my pocket.
I had just grabbed the keys when someone slammed into me. My hand came out of my pocket, and sent both the keys and my phone sliding underneath the truck. Whoever slammed into me, did so with the purpose of bringing me to the ground. The tackle nocked the breath out of me and my attacker landing on top of me certainly wasn't helping.
I slid a couple of feet on the ground, scraping up my left shoulder, before I managed to roll out from underneath my attacker. They had on a grey hoodie, which was pulled up so that all I could see was that they were wearing sunglasses, other than that, I could tell they were a guy.
He picked himself up as fast as I did, and then tried to punch me. It was a sloppy punch, that I easily dodged, and then returned, mine actually landing on his shoulder. They seemed to trip over his own feet, and fell to the ground, giving me time to glance around to see where he might have come from.
There was a sloppily parked silver sports car, which was poking around the side of the side of the building, and was still running. Looking back at the guy who attacked me, I see him already back on his feet, trying to come at me again. I take a step back, but stop immediately when I heard the sound of another running motor, possibly two.
The attacker stops as well, and looks over my shoulder, looking slightly frightened. Looking over my shoulder, I see three female motorcyclists, pulling into the parking lot. While I was distracted, the guy came up behind me, and grabbed me, holding my arms behind my back.
Immediately, the motorcyclist closest to me, who was on a blue motorcycle, jumped off even though it had barely come to a stop. As they advanced, the grip on my arms tightened, and the motorcyclist continued to approach, but with her hands in the air, showing off that she had no weapons.
"Let go of the boy, he has no quarrel with us." The motorcyclist said this, and I just tried to stay calm, taking a deep breath. My attacker didn't seem to like that she was continuing to advance, and tightened his grip on me once again, and by now he was actually starting to hurt me.
"No, so long as I have him, you won't try anything." When my attacker spoke, something about his voice didn't sound quite right, but it didn't exactly seem like something I should really be worried about right now. There also seemed to be some sort of double meaning to what he had just said, but nothing immediately came to mind either.
He then started to force me towards the car that I had seen earlier. The other two motorcyclists started to get off of their motorcycles, and this stopped him in his tracks. That was when the door to the shooting range opened, and a little bell went off. Everyone turned to see who it was.
"Hey, Bee. What could…" Ironhide trailed off when he saw what was happening, and took a step towards us. I was released immediately, and then pushed to the ground as the guy who was holding onto me, made a break for the car.
He made it to the silver sports car, and pulled open the passenger side door, and climbed in, and the car took off almost immediately. The two motorcyclists who were still on their motorcycles started to back up to chase after him, but stopped.
At the same time, Ironhide and the motorcyclist who wasn't on here motorcycle, started to pick me up off the ground. A glare from Ironhide made her let go, and she took a step back, but still watched me. From the streets, a second silver sports car pulled up to the side of the road.
"You three, get your tailpipes moving, he's getting away." A male yelled this from the car, before pulling away, presumably to continue the chase. I thought this was a little weird for a human to be yelling, but he was yelling this to people who were on motorcycles. Even when I was on my feet the motorcyclist still continued to look at me.
"Mia! We need to go." With the one on a purple motorcycle yelling at her, she seemed to regain her senses, and jumped back on to her motorcycle own blue one. The three then pulled out of the parking lot, and took off down the street the same way the two silver sports cars went.
"Bumblebee, are you okay?" I nodded, while Ironhide, looked over my arms, probably searching for any bruises. After a minute, when he was still fussing over me, mostly my left arm which was a little scraped up. I moved away from him, and retrieved my phone, and the keys out from under the Topkick and handed them back to him.
Ironhide then ushered me back into the shooting range, and we met Lennox on our way back to where we had been shooting. Lennox was pulled aside by Ironhide, and they had a quiet conversation, and just left me standing there. I waited silently while the talked, and after a minute or so, I followed Ironhide back out to the Topkick, and climbed into the back.
While Ironhide climbed into the driver's seat, Lennox came out of the gun range, and climbed into the passenger's seat. As Ironhide pulled out of the parking lot, and started driving, it was dead silent in the car, except for occasionally when Lennox gave directions to Ironhide to get him back to his house.
When Lennox got out, I climbed up in between the seats, and sat down in the passenger seat. By now it was dark out, and the only movement that could be seen on the roads, was the flecks of white, which Lennox had called snow, drifting down from the sky.
As Ironhide pulled out of Lennox's drive way, I leaned my head against the cold window, and watched the snow fall getting heavier, while also wondering about who the two silver sports cars owners and the motorcyclists were.
In another part of the city, a silver sports car, slammed to a stop, and the engine rumbled, almost angrily. The three motorcyclists came to a stop beside it, and all three of the riders slumped forward on the handlebars.
"He got away… Again." The voice that said this seemed to come directly from the silver sports car itself, but this didn't seem to bother the three motorcyclists at all.
"You don't have to point that out Sideswipe." The motorcyclist on the purple motorcycle said this while turning to look at the other two motorcyclists.
"We already know that." The motorcyclist on the pink motorcycle practically spat this at the sports car, while the third motorcyclist sat on her blue motorcycle and didn't say anything.
"How about we get back to that abandoned warehouse, you insist on calling a base, and call it a night. We can always look for Sideways, and any others, both Autobot, and Decepticons tomorrow." The silver sports car said this as it turned slowly to face the three motorcycles, and the woman sitting on the purple one nodded. The other two took this as a signal, and started backing up out of the dead end of they were in.
The small group set off a little faster than the posted speed limit, none of them very thrilled about the snow fall that was getting heavier. While the purple and pink motorcycles flanked the silver sports car, they casually had a conversation. The blue motorcycle took the rear, seemingly lost in thought.
After it seemed almost too dangerous to be still out driving, the group pulled into a halfway demolished building. Almost instantly after they were out of view from the abandoned street, all four vehicles practically disassembled, before coming back together as more humanoid looking figures.
The transformations only took thirty seconds, and left no signs that there had been humans around, except for the few faded posters that were covering the outside of the building. Sideswipe, stretched a little after coming out of his disguise, and then looked around the area.
"Man, it feels good to be able to stand up. I don't understand how you guys can stand to fall asleep in your alt modes." Sideswipe motioned towards the three much smaller femmes who all swayed back and forth a little bit while glaring at him with their hands on their hips.
"It's a lot easier than trying to get up off the floor when you have only one wheel on the ground." The purple one rolled a bit forward and punched Sideswipe in the leg, before rolling back to where the other two were.
"Okay, I get that, no need to get so pissy Elita-one." Sideswipe rolled his optics at her, and put his hands up to show that he was just joking around.
"There ain't no way you'd catch me sleeping that close to my brother."
"Yeah, I don't trust him that much. Cuz he's an asshole." The four who just entered looked around, and saw two others, who appeared to be two halves of an ice cream truck precariously perched up in the rafters.
A third blue form came forward from the farther reaches of the dark building. He shook his head when he saw the two up in the rafters, and quickly made his way to those who had entered.
It was right after he had walked underneath the two in the rafters, they crashed down to the ground, creating a loud crash. The three two wheelers shook their heads in unison as the two attempted to untangle themselves from each other, a lot of swearing ensued, until they finally managed it.
"Skids, Mudflap, I still don't understand your alt mode." Elita-one said this as she motioned towards the two idiots lying on the floor of the abandoned warehouse.
"I mean, come on, if you two hate each other that much, why would you want to combine into something together." The pink one said this and then motioned towards the other two usedtobe motorcycles. "I get along with these two, but I don't want to always have to be with them."
"Arcee is right. You do realize that you hurt the rest of the team with your constant fighting. The three of us can combine together, but only when we can't get the job done as individuals, because we can't stand each other that much." Elita said this as she turned her head towards her two sisters.
"Hey Chromia, you've been unusually quiet since the parking lot, what's up?" The pink one named Arcee, moved over towards the blue one, placing her hand on her sister's shoulder. Chromia, let out a sigh and looked at Arcee, and then over her shoulder towards Elita.
"I guess it's 'cause we're so close to finding the others, but haven't… You're gonna call me crazy, but that boy's father reminded me of Ironhide." Almost immediately after she said this, Elita came over, and gave her a hug.
"Mia, I understand, we haven't seen Ironhide or Optimus since nearly the beginning of the war. Remember when he said that he was planning on adopting a sparkling he found? I expected that we would raise the little guy after the war was done. I haven't even met him yet, and I doubt that he even knows about me…"
As Elita trailed off and the two sisters just stood there in a silent hug, until the blue, nonmotorcycle made a sound with his engine to get their attentions.
"Sorry to break up the sister moment, but what happened in a parking lot, and did you guys manage to get Sideways?" He looked mainly towards the three motorcycles, and Elita shook her head as she let go of Chromia.
"Unfortunately , no Jolt, we haven't gotten Sideways. He pulled a Decepticon move, and pulled into a parking lot, right as a boy exited the building." This seemed to worry Jolt, and he took a step towards the three sisters.
"He didn't show himself to the boy did he? Is the boy okay?" Chromia held up her hands to get him to shut up.
"The boy is fine, and he didn't show himself, he just grabbed him with his holoform, and held him hostage for a moment. It seemed like he was going to drag the boy into his alt mode when a man exited the building."
"He seemed like he was the boy's father, because he rushed over to him after Sideways let him go. And I hesitated for a second to make sure that he was okay, and then followed the other two, and Sideswipe in a chase after him."
"We lost him, after he turned a corner into a dead end. We called it a night after that, and came back here immediately. Plus it's starting to get nasty out there. Horrible road conditions."
Jolt nodded at the sisters' explanation and then motioned for them to head back into the deeper part of the abandoned warehouse.
"Let's get some recharge, and if the roads are okay in the morning, we'll start looking for them again." Sideswipe, and the sisters nodded their heads, and started to make their way around the twins who were still lying on the ground.
"Why are we even bothering? It's not like we know what they look like, or who is even here."
"Yeah, the only other Cybertronian here is that asshole Sideways who followed us here." The twins sat up as they said this, and looked at each other and then at the rest of the group.
"Because if it were Prime looking for us, he wouldn't give up on looking for us. Besides that fact, we've picked up traces of the All Spark. We haven't been able to pinpoint it yet, but that was what Prime left to find, and it hasn't left the planet, so Prime hasn't either."
Elita-one snapped this at the twins, as she spun around to face them. Even though she was barely taller than them when they were sitting up, they flinched at the femme's sudden outburst.
"Now get off your lazy afts, and go get some recharge. We'll be out looking for others in the morning once the road is safe enough." The twins nodded, and wasted no time getting to their feet, and getting away from the femme's angry glare. She seemed to calm down once they were out of her sight, and she turned to the others. "We all need to recharge." The others nodded, and made their way farther into the half collapsed and abandoned warehouse.
When Ironhide pulled into the drive way of the apartments, he grabbed my jacket from the back and handed it to me, telling me to put it on. Doing as he said, I pull on my jacket, flinching a little when the fabric rubbed up against my scrapped shoulder. I then reach for the door handle, ready to get inside, but Ironhide set his hand on my shoulder, gaining my attention.
"Bumblebee, don't complain to Ratchet about your shoulder. I'll take care of it in the morning, and then Prime won't have to know what happened." I begin to reach for my phone to protest, but he stopped me. "Bee. Listen to me. Prime already doesn't like you being out, because he's over protective of you. If he finds out what happened, he won't let you out. So you're going to keep quiet right."
I nod my head and he smiles and ruffles my hair a bit. We then climb out of the Topkick and walk to the door, Ironhide had his hand on the doorknob when he paused and turned to me.
"If one of the others questions you about the scrape, tell them we were messing around, and you were running around the Topkick, and you tripped and fell." I nodded, and he opened the door leading into the building, and I followed him up the stairs.
When we entered the apartment, the others were still up, and asked us if we had fun. I simply nodded my head, and then let out an involuntary yawn. This got a laugh from Optimus, and Ratchet rolled his eyes.
I just ignored them and walked back to my room and flopped down on my bed, barely remembering to kick off my shoes, before closing my eyes, not even bothering to take off my jacket as I drifted off into sleep.
When I woke up in the morning, I heard voices coming from the living room, walking out there I see that Sam and Mikaela were here, both bundled up in large almost fluffy looking jackets. Ratchet was sitting on the couch, scowling at them while Jazz sat next to him, just shaking his head at the scene.
"What are you two even doing here? I thought Tuesdays are days you're supposed to be in school." This just caused the two teens to laugh, and Jazz practically face palmed.
"Ratchet, it's a snow day. We don't have school." Sam said this and then looked up from Ratchet, and saw me. "Hey Bee, do you want to come sledding with us?"
A/N: Well, Bumblebee gets to go sledding with Sam and Mikaela, and who knows who else will tag along. This is because we had the first snow where I live, it wasn't deep enough to cancel school, but it was enough for me not to complain about the fact that it was freezing out, and there wasn't any snow on the ground, which was bothering me for some unknown reason.
I'd love to hear what you guys think of this chapter, the 'new' characters that showed up, and if you guys have any ideas that you want to suggest for the story, especially ideas for Christmas gifts… I know it's going to happen, but I don't know who is getting what. But Now I get to respond to those four awesome people who reviewed the last chapter.
Dially: Glad that you enjoyed the last chapter, and I hope that you don't think you had to wait too long for this new chapter. I really enjoy writing this story too, and it was hard for me to stay focused on my NaNo story instead of writing this story… 16K words in a day is something I'll never do again, next year when I do NaNo, I will manage my time better, and get more writing done towards the front so that it isn't a mad dash to get it done in the last few days… As always I promise the next update will come within a week, more than likely sooner, but I do have finals next week… But starting Friday next week I'm on winter break.
HardyGal: First of my reaction when I saw how long your review was something like a little happy dance in the middle of the hallway, and then I had to scurry into my next class… Anyways my older brother is always annoying me, mostly because he always talks about Minecraft (but I always talk about transformers and what I'm currently writing so it's fair.) I have a step brother who I am really hoping will move in with us after this school year, and then he'll go to the same high school as me. I'm not sure about the coming around by college thing… Only two more years….
Like a ton of characters in Transformers, Sarah doesn't get much more explanation than 'and this is Lennox's wife who has a child….' And so Bee could get through some school was pretty much the only reason I introduced her to the story… That and to bring Annabelle into the story… And don't worry Bee will get to play with Annabelle eventually. Also, yes Ironhide is the Lennox family guardian, it wasn't exactly clear in the movies, and I wanted to explain that a little bit more.
I wish I could listen to music at full blast on road trips… But my family doesn't exactly like my taste in music, although I do have a tendency to block my family out with headphones… I wouldn't know about lounging in trucks, unfortunately… And yes pour Bumblebee…. It made sense in my head… I hope that it made sense to you as the reader. And I love the idea of Bumblebee as adurable :P
Well Bumblebee grew up learning random stuff about guns like that, he grew up taught by Ironhide, Ratchet, Jazz and Prime… What he learned is very random, and diverse… and because he grew up in the war, he never really had a chance to go to an actual school so technically he was 'home'schooled. I do attend public school, so I'll try and make it as realistic as I can.
Yes he does, and so does Chromia… If only they knew how close they were to being together… Although that would be interesting to try and explain… But that is going to be awesome scene when it does come up…
And I don't care that you're rambling. I have an intendancy to ramble as well… But Spiderman is awesome. I really enjoyed how long your review was, and responding was really fun. And you're awesome as well! The next chapter should be up within the week, but I do have finals coming up next week.
SweetGirl55: Well I'm glad you thought the chapter was cool, and I should have the next chapter up in the next week, but I do have finals coming up, but I'll do my best.
thatonegamergirl117: I updated, and I hope that this was more enough to satisfy you until the next update, which usually comes out within a week of each other, but I do have finals next week, so I don't know how much time I will get to write. But I will have an update out by next Monday, or feel free to PM me until I do post a new chapter.
Until the next chapter, and I really hope that you all enjoyed this chapter!