Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Transformers characters in the TFP series, nor do I claim ownership of any kind towards anything trademarked. This story is just for fun, and isn't connected towards the true lore behind the franchise. The only things I own are the OCs.
An Update note: So I decided not to keep you guys waiting, so I'm gonna post this one, since Ch12-15 will take me a while to type... yeah Ch11 wasn't badly smudged, so I was able to type this and edit it, in one afternoon. So I hope the other four chapters aren't as bad, but up until a certain point I did start using a pen instead of a pencil to write up the whole story. Well here you go Ch11, and many more to come! Tell me what you think!
Chapter 11: Cursed
Megatron's optics widened, that name sounded so familiar, but why? It was as if he once knew a mech with that name, but he couldn't remember. Shaking his helm, the gunmetal warlord snapped himself out of his thoughts, and scowled at the purple seeker.
"I don't know why I feel as if I know you, but you've made a grave mistake, however I cannot deny your offer. Listen closely, I'll be watching you, and don't think for a nano-klik, you won't be monitored.", Megatron sneered, "And since you'll be monitored, I want to know every last detail about your little project, and how you and Knock-Out's sibling became… whatever you are, do you understand?", Megatron commanded, glaring hate at the triple changer.
With a slight bow, "Of course Lord Megatron, I was once a Decepticon myself, I understand you clearly.", Knightwave spoke smoothly, his calm sly voice, rang through the Decepticon warlord's processors.
Knock-Out stood unmoving, gazing at the sight with pure surprise, for his sister's plan actually worked, one way or another. While Dreadwing optics shook at what just transpired, the blue seeker figured that the red femme, and the purple seeker, were that of the same form, but he never thought they could swap appearances in just a swift transformation. This astonished him, on how two different beings could live within one frame, and share a joined processor.
"Now tell me 'Knightwave', who are you really?", Megatron questioned, squinting his red optics at the purple triple changer, "You can't be Rigor Mortis, I can tell that much is certain.", he grumbled.
"I'm surprised that you still haven't recognized me, well I guess that's what happens when you want to erase a mistake, or you wish to not believe that I survived… isn't that right brother?", Knightwave sneered, looking over at Soundwave.
Megatron looked over at his communications chief, optics widening as he noticed the similarities between the two mechs. There was no doubt that the mech, that stood between them, was the younger brother of Soundwave, the one that was deactivated all those eons ago.
"But how could this be?!", Megatron questioned, glaring at Soundwave, who looked just as bewildered, "I thought you deactivated him!", the gunmetal mech yelled.
The silent mech stood there... standing in a memorized shock...Long ago, Soundwave loved his younger brother, when his creators gave creation to the sparkling, he knew from that day on, they would be brothers forever. However, when the day came, when he was told to offline the only sibling he had… he was given no choice…
{Flashback}
It was a dark day over the skies of Kaon, thousands of neutral Cybertronians were pouring into the city, to join Megatron's command, for the upcoming war. However, the gladiator stadium, the city's center location, was more than just empty, there were barely even enough lights on, to illuminate the rust covered ground. In the center of the, rusted, dust covered stadium floor, was a purple seeker, his arms, wings, and ankles were bond by resistance cuffs, as he laid on his side. His armor looked as if it were completely stripped off his frame, he looked more like a simple drone, rather that of his former self.
The seeker blinked his dimmed red optics, scanning the area for anything; anything that could help him escape, but he knew that there was no such thing. The days prior, he was tortured, and beaten… all for what? All he wanted to do was help others, and this rising conflict would only result in the extinction of his race. Now he's facing the ultimate punishment for helping Autobots escape, a secure prison, and even though he knows where they went, he vowed that he wouldn't spill, he just couldn't.
In the distance, the sound of pedes thumped across, the rusted floor, as they approached the shackled seeker, "We'll give you one last chance, tell us where the Autobots went, or we'll be forced to extinguish your very spark.", a sneering voice commanded.
"You will try Megatron, but I won't. I was trained by the Royal Flyers to NEVER disclose anything, even if I must die, to keep it a secret.", the purple seeker spat.
"You're little less a Royal Flyer, than you were a doctor. You're nothing more than a traitor, and during these time of conflict, it's best to erase a mistake then let it live.", Megatron sneered, gazing down at the helpless form of Knightwave.
"So is that what I am, to you? A mistake!? I've heard better insults from a drunk minicon, than that!", Knightwave mocked.
"Well I hope your resilience is as weak, as your pitiful jokes.", the gunmetal mech growled.
"Well get it over with all ready, I don't have all solar cycle.", Knightwave hissed, readying himself for the inevitable.
Megatron began to laugh, his wicked laughter shook the very Colosseum, confusing the purple seeker, "Oh you don't know the least of it, for I'm not the one sent here to deactivate you.", the Leader of the Decepticons chimed, releasing Knightwave from his bonds, except for his wings.
Surprised, the purple seeker looked up, at the stone cold grin of Megatron. Something wasn't feeling right, if Megatron wasn't sent to deactivate him, then why are they in the pits? Knightwave didn't have any weapons, nor did he have any armor, Megaron has every opportunity to strike him down, where he lay, but all he was doing was standing there. The ex-royal got up onto his struts, grasping his chestplate, for his spark began to pound aggressively, and this only meant one thing. Turning around, in the opposite direction of Megatron, Knightwave's red optics laid sights onto that of a slender dark bluish purple, mech walking into view from the shadows.
"S-Soundwave?", Knightwave uttered, glaring at his older brother.
"I'm sorry…", was the only words he said in response.
Looking over towards Megatron, Knightwave glared at him with pleading optics, "Please don't make him do this! He's my brother! He can't! He can't be the one!", the purple seeker pleaded, only to be grabbed from behind, by one of Soundwave's tentacles, and tossed a few feet away.
"I'm sorry to inform you, but he wasn't given a choice.", Megatron grinned, "Do about your orders Soundwave, I'll be heading back to Dark Mount. The Autobots who escaped, will soon find out why they should have never messed with the Decepticons.", Megatron laughed, transforming into this jet alt mode, and soaring out of the Colosseum.
Knightwave stunned by Megatron's words, pushed himself off the ground, only to be forced back down, his faceplate being crushed by Soundwave's pede, "Brother! Stop! This is ridiculous!", he screamed, looking up at the blacked out visor.
"I was given no choice.", Soundwave's unique voice shuddered.
"There is always a choice, you told me that! Don't let Megatron control you!", the purple seeker pleaded.
"Megatron wasn't the one who ordered me to deactivate you… our creators did! They told me you were a traitor! And that traitors deserve no choice!", the dark purple mech scorned, kicking the defenseless seeker, hard enough for energon to be spilled.
No matter how much he pleaded, Soundwave continued to beat his younger sibling to the point of deactivation. Within his blacked out visor, his neon purple optics swelled with coolant, as he gazed down at the broken frame of his sibling. Gazing down at his energon covered servos, his very spark shook with an emptiness, as if he just deleted a part of himself… these overwhelming emotions poured out of him, with a violent yelled. Falling to his knees, Soundwave realized that he truly had become as Sparkless as a beast, and there was nothing he could do, to reverse what he has done.
His only brother, his only family member that truly loved him, was gone. Deactivated by his own servos, never to return… on that day, Soundwave felt as if feelings were meaningless, in war. Feelings were just a curse, for those who wish to be blinded by pain, loss, and regret. Glaring at what remained of his sibling, Soundwave knew that he couldn't continue living, with the constant thought of Knightwave in his processors.
Standing up tall, he did what he thought he could never do, he deleted his emotions completely, rendering him completely void of all sadness, completely void of anything. Looking back down at the broken remains, the last words Soundwave ever said to his brother was, [STATEMENT: GOODBYE].
Not even looking back, Soundwave walked off, and transformed into his stealth jet alt mode, and flew towards Dark Mount, ready to serve his master, Megatron.
{The Nemesis- current day}
Soundwave was at a standstill, his processor unable to grasp what he was looking at. The triple changer that stood before him, was his brother, the very mech he deactivated eons ago, and the source of his true pain. The dark purple-blue mech, stood taken aback by the fact that Knightwave was still online, without emotions Soundwave couldn't comprehend the recovery of his feelings. It was a if his own processors reactivated his deleted emotions, for they started to pour back into this drives, like a tsunami.
"What's wrong? Looks like you've seen a ghost?", Knightwave snickered.
Megatron snapping himself out of his thoughts, death glared the purple seeker, sneering at the thought of remembering who he was, "As far as I'm concerned you are, but that doesn't change anything.", the gunmetal mech growled, "You're aboard my vessel, and that means you do as I say, you may have been executed once for being a traitor, and don't think I forgot.", Megatron glared.
"Of course, however I still don't understand why you don't just offline me now? Who's going to stop you?", Knightwave implied.
"Oh and I wish I could've done it RIGHT the first time, but you're more valuable to me alive than dead. Knock-Out! Dreadwing!", Megatron ordered.
"Yes my liege!", Both Knock-Out and Dreadwing exclaimed in unison.
"Please escort Knightwave back to the Med bay, I'll have a private conversation with him later, and as for the Iacon coordinates.", Megatron glared at the blacked out visor.
"Right here.", Knightwave smirked, under his visor, as he pulled out a data card, and handed it over to Megatron, "If I were you, I'd act fast, knowing how fast acting the Autobots are.", he remarked.
With an audible growl, Megatron snagged the data card, and plugged it into the main computer, then right before his optics, the world map pinged all four Iacon locations, as promised. With a wave of his servo, Dreadwing walked over towards Knightwave, and walked him over towards the exit where Knock-Out stood.
The trio of mechs, walked down the corridor heading towards the med bay, when Knock-Out stopped, his optics blaring a hot red.
"What seems to be the issue?", Dreadwing asked.
"The issue is how YOU almost got my sister killed!", the red mech pointed an accused digit at Knightwave.
"Excuse me?", Knightwave asked calmly.
"You knew the risks, but yet you took them! If you didn't smooth talk your way through, you'd been dead the moment you revealed yourself!", Knock-Out yelled.
"He has a point, you're spontaneous action could've marked your end, for if I wasn't aware of your fusion, I would've taken action myself.", Dreadwing added.
"Duly noted, but the evident outcome was better than I predicted, even your sister predicted worse. Now, if you don't wish to continue to cause a scene, I suggest that we further this conversation in the privacy of the med bay, so I may get to work in the revival of your conjux.", the purple seeker concluded, before walking away.
Knock-Out sneered at the seeker, watching him as he walked away. Dreadwing looked down at the angered mech, this Knightwave seemed more professional than he appeared, being able to stay calm while being yelled at, his resilience must be beyond that of any normal Cybertronian.
"That blasted slag-sucking, son of a scrapheap.", Knock-Out growled, clenching his servos.
"His resilience is commendable, you should be thankful for that.", Dreadwing commented.
"For what exactly?!", the red mech sneered.
"He essentially saved your sister, while also putting himself at risk. That's a sacrifice they were both willing to pay, to make sure your conjux could live once again.", Dreadwing explained.
Knock-Out looked over to the side, Dreadwing was right, Knightwave did as he was instructed, and with better results. The purple seeker has proved himself, from the very beginning, that he has nothing against helping him revive Breakdown, and that he'll keep his end of the deal they made. With a sigh, Knock-Out knew that Knightwave was a Cybertronian with honor, and that he respects him, no matter how much he yells, and complains.
Knock-Out nodded at Dreadwing, and the two mechs walked towards the med bay. Once inside, they noticed that Knightwave had already started to reassemble the parts taken out of the blue wrecker, laying them down onto a lab table.
Looking up from his work, his visor met the red optics of Knock-Out, "Something you want to tell me?", He asked flatly.
"Ye-yeah… do you need any help?", the red mech shrugged, feeling kinda bad for doubting him.
"Actually, I need the location of the Harbinger, I require access to the ship's database, and the protoforms it has on board.", the purple seeker responded.
"Protoforms? You're not referring to the creation of clones? Are you?", Dreadwing asked.
"They could be used to clone a bot, why do you know of them?", Knightwave questioned.
"Actually, I think we have what you seek. Not too long ago Starscream tried to assassinate Lord Megatron, but as it seems he wasn't alone. He cloned himself, and the bodies of the clones are still aboard this very vessel.", the blue seeker informed.
"How convenient.", Knock-Out commented, "And let me guess, you want us to fetch them for you?", he added.
"Dreadwing would you mind? Knock-Out you may stay here and help me with your conjux's remains.", the purple seeker implied.
With a nod, the blue seeker walked out of the med bay, and headed towards the area of the ship, where the clone's deactivated frames were kept. Knock-Out watched as Dreadwing left, only to turn around to face his, obviously angry, sister.
"Told you my plan would work.", Tap-Out scoffed, crossing her arms.
"To be fair, it also failed.", Knock-Out scolded, he too crossing his arms, "The moment Megatron finds out that you gave the coordinates to the Autobots, will be the moment he realizes you also betrayed him.", he remarked.
"That's if they beat him to the relics, however we both thought this over, and I'm also in possession of another set of coordinates, that outshines the others. I'm going to leave it at that, since who knows, he could be watching.", Tap-Out smirked, looking over towards a random corner.
Knock-Out looked at his sister, confused he too looked over at the dark corner, tilting his helm, he noticed an eerie red light blinking. Realizing that it was a surveillance device, the red mech looked back at his sister, a sense of fear jolted through him.
"How long do you think he's been watching us?", he whispered.
"Long enough to know that he wasn't hallucinating, his brother is alive, and he's aboard the Nemesis.", Tap-Out squinted her violet optics.
"Do you think Megatron knows of your true intentions?", Knock-Out asked, in a hushed tone.
"No, Soundwave wouldn't dare. He may be emotionless, but he isn't sparkless.", Tap-Out whispered, looking back at her brother, "You know what? I've been itching for a drive, and as I last recall, I still owe you one.", Tap-Out chimed, causing her brother's red optics to light up.
"Really? Do you want to take that risk?", Knock-Out remarked.
"I know what risk is, and you seem to enjoy taking it as much as I do, except you kinda over exaggerate things too much. Knightwave wants something from the Harbinger, and that's where we're gonna drive to. Unless you want to help him dissect the clones, and ruin your stunning finish?", Tap-Out snickered.
{Ha good one, maybe this'll give you two some time to talk, and not argue all the blasted time. As for me, I'm gonna start looking through the Nemesis' database, maybe I might find something of interest.}, Knightwave declared, going silent.
"A drive would be nice, but if Lord Megatron finds out…", Knock-Out trailed off.
"I think he'll be fine with it, am I right Soundwave?", the red femme grinned, looking back at the corner, only for the blinking light to vanish, "I think we're good."
"What about Dreadwing?", the red mech questioned.
"Knightwave handled that part already, he sent him a message.", she smiled.
"What did it say?", he asked, raising an optic ridge.
With a slight snicker, "Take as long as you'd like.", Tap-Out chuckled, opening up a groundbridge.
"So you learned how to use that ability? That's rather... interesting...", Knock-Out commented.
"What you jealous?", she laughed.
Knock-Out's faceplate started to glow, "No, how could I be?", he scoffed, walking into the portal, shaking her head in response, the red femme followed her brother through the bridge, chuckling to herself.
{Command Deck}
Soundwave's visor displayed the conversation to his master, who looked rather interested in the red femme. He has never seen anything like this before, nor did he expect their departure to the downed ship. The Harbinger seems to be the mentioned a lot recently, and even Airachnid held an interest. Nonetheless, Megatron wanted to know why this Knightwave has an interest in this ship, but the only way to find out is by investigating. However interesting that may be, Megatron had another interest, to find the Iacon relics.
"So they're planning on taking a 'drive' to the Harbinger, how interesting? I want you to follow them, and report back to me if you suspect anything out of the ordinary.", Megatron sneered, "I've got my own agenda to do here, those Iacon relics must be recovered.", Megatron glared at the coordinates displayed on the world map.
With a slight bow of his helm, Soundwave locked onto Knock-Out's life signal, and opened a groundbridge. The blueish-purple mech stopped halfway, as if something was clouding his processors, he could even feel his internal drives beginning to overheat. It has been eons since he's felt such overwhelming sensations, the pressure of these stirring feelings, made his frame quiver. He will not let his emotions return, he vowed that he'll never feel again, he'll never let pointless emotions control him.
Shaking his helm, the silent seeker walked through the portal, and walked out onto what seems to be a desert canyon. In the distance he could hear the distinct sounds of rumbling engines, the roaring motors vibrated every inch of the canyon. Soundwave, in one swift movement, transformed into his predator drone alt mode, and took to the skies.
{Meanwhile- Autobot base}
"Sorry Jack, maybe next time.", Arcee apologized, before driving off into the portal, followed by Bumblebee.
Jack expression looked upset, as the portal closed, only to turn around to see Miko standing up with her arms crossed, "Good work Mr.'I never left Jasper, Nevada'.", Miko teased.
"M-Miko! What are you doing! You're supposed to be resting!", Jack exclaimed, catching June's attention, and waking up Raf, who shot up from his seat.
"I'm sorry Miko, But Jack's right, please go lay back down.", June said calmly, walking the teenage girl back to the couch.
"I'm okay! Honest I am, I just ate some bad tuna!", Miko protested.
"No young lady, you're suffering from heat exhaustion, you need to drink water, and relax.", comforted, grabbing the cold compress, and putting it on the teen's forehead.
Ratchet looked over at the humans, glaring specifically at Miko, the old mech couldn't understand why she continues to protest. Human youth are a strange enigma, it's as if they don't have a single care in the world, and for creatures whose body is comprised of such squishy material, they should care.
After a while, Miko finally gave into June's treatment, and laid back down on the couch. The young teen didn't like it when an adult got the better of her, nor did she feel like laying down, all she wanted to do was find whoever deactivated Bulkhead. Once she finds them, she'll truly feel at ease when she rips out their spark, she'll do it one way or another.
Jack looked over at Raf, who was still a bit tired from all the depressing events, that happened this evening. However, he was feeling more awake, since Jack woke him up, now he can help the Autobots bridge to their location, and back to the base. Optimus who was reading the Harbinger's database, found something rather interesting, something that needs to be investigated.
"Ratchet, I believe that it is best that we, call back Arcee, Bumblebee is more than capable of handling this mission solo, we all are.", Optimus implied, looking over at the medic.
"Are you implying that we all go to each location solo? Are you sure the Decepticons won't pose as a threat? We are nearly diminished of our supply of energon, if anything were to happen-", Ratchet asked, trailing off, his voice yielding concern.
"I believe that we are more than capable of retrieving each relic without contest. If the Decepticons were advancing, Arcee and Bumblebee would've called.", the Prime remarked.
"You're right, but what's bugging me is when. When will Megatron send out his troops?", Ratchet mused, trying to figure out why the Nemesis hasn't left its orbit.
"That is something we cannot dwell on, either we act now, or we risk having to deal with the Decepticons.", the Prime exclaimed, walking up to the com-link, "Arcee, we're bridging you to another location.", Optimus announced.
"Why? Me and Bumblebee just got a lock on the relic.", Arcee responded.
"We believe that it in our best interests, that we each take a specific coordinate, and search for them solo.", Ratchet commented.
"Spreading out so the 'Cons won't beat us to them? Solid plan.", Arcee affirmed, "I'm ready for the bridge."
"Exit the tunnels, into a more open area, so I may get a better vantage point.", Ratchet informed.
After a few minutes, Arcee exited the subway tunnels, waiting for a groundbridge. With a nod from Optimus, Ratchet opened a bridge for Arcee, when she drove through, she was now on what seemed to be volcanic ground. Transforming into her bot mode, she went off in search for the relic.
Back at base, Ratchet opened up another groundbridge for Optimus, who requested his to be locked onto the Harbinger. Ratchet looked up at the Prime, confused on why he chose to be bridge there, other than that of the other two Iacon relics.
"Optimus, not to be questioning your judgement, but why have chose to be bridged to the Harbinger?", the old mech asked, "Has Starscream, pulled one of his tricks? Even after all that we've done for him?"
"This doesn't concern Starscream, but rather that of the database stored within the Harbinger. Most of the files on this data card are incomplete, and require further investigation. However, I'm not the one who's going to investigate, I believe you deserve that honor.", Optimus implied.
"Me? Don't you need me to go and find the relics?", Ratchet asked, baffled.
"Due to the circumstances, I have full faith that you are more capable, than I, at encrypted data, for I am still a bit rusty at decoding files.", Optimus admitted.
"I-I understand.", Ratchet nodded, pulling down the lever of the bridge.
Before walking through it, the old medic stopped, and looked over at Optimus. Long ago, he remembered when Optimus was amazing at decrypting codes, now that he's fought so much, no wonder he lost his skills as an archivist. Giving a small smile, at his old friend, Ratchet walked through the portal, and immured in a desert canyon, the sky indicating that night was approaching.
Back at base, Optimus activated the groundbridge, his destination Antarctica. Looking over at the humans, the Prime beckoned Agent Fowler over.
"Agent Fowler, I'm leaving you in charge, while I'm gone, make sure to monitor the coms, and report to me regarding any Decepticon activity. As for you Rafael, you are to remain in charge of the groundbridge, Bumblebee should be reporting back soon, once he obtains the relic, bridge him to his next location.", Optimus announced.
Both Agent Fowler and Raf nodded their heads, and with that the Prime nodded back in response, then walked into the groundbridge. The base was now absent of any Cybertronian, leaving the humans by themselves, to sit an wait for anything to happen. Miko who noticed that Jack was looking rather upset, grew a devilish smirk on her face.
"Hey Darby!", Miko called from the couch.
"Yeah?", Jack answered.
"Come over here!", Miko called.
With an eye roll, Jack walked over towards the teenage girl, her eyes yielding mocking intent.
"So, why didn't you seek out?", Miko snickered.
"Because unlike you, I don't want to be crushed.", Jack stated, only to get a little pout from his friend.
"Come on, you know that you wanted to go with Arcee to New York, and besides they're looking for those really cool doohickeys again. Who knows, maybe they could turn you into a ghost!", Miko exclaimed making ghost sounds.
"For someone who's supposed to be sick, you're not doing so bad.", June addressed, walking towards the teens with a wet towel.
"See! What did I say, I just ate some bad tuna, so please may I walk around? Sitting here is making me feel like a prisoner.", Miko complained.
"Alright fine, but if you start feeling anything, make sure to stop what you're doing, and lay back down.", Mrs. Darby accepted.
"Whoo hoo! Did you hear that Jack?! I'm free to- hey is that red dot supposed to be moving?", Miko asked, looking up at the screen.
"Uh, Agent Fowler….", Jack warned, pointing at the moving beacon, then unexpectedly small red dots popped up on screen.
"The Decepticons are mobilizing!", Raf announced, as he gazed at his laptop screen.
Agent Fowler, and the others rushed by Raf's side, to get a better look at what's going on. The Nemesis' tracking signal was moving, indicating that Megatron was headed towards another location, and the small red dots were life signals. Turning around towards another monitor, Agent Fowler pressed down on the com link transmitter.
"Fowler to Autobots, do you read! The Decepticons are in pursuit of the relics, this is not a drill! Megatron is on the move!"
"Did you just say that Megatron is mobilizing?", Arcee responded.
"Yes and they are already sending in ground troops.", Fowler informed.
*Bweeee zoiiii didididdedeooooo!*, Bumblebee buzzed.
"Bumblebee said that he's in possession of the relic, but he can hear high pitched buzzing sounds, coming from the entrance.", Raf translated.
"Well get him out of there.", Fowler ordered.
"I can't, his probably too far down in the tunnels, for the bridge to get an exact location, he'll need to find a way to the surface.", Raf explained, while trying to get a lock on his location.
The yellow scout crept behind a wall, looking around for any Decepticons, the relic wasn't too hard to find, but the thing was something the young mech had never seen before. It was a strange device that kinda looked like a human watch, but he didn't to risk it being something dangerous. Bumblebee crept slowly, as he tried to find another way out, but everything looked the same, the best thing he could do was follow the tracks, and hope they didn't lead to the 'Cons.
*Bweeee zizizizozozodididoooo bweeeziii doooo?*, Bumblebee buzzed.
"I don't know Bee, Optimus hasn't responded yet, the same with Ratchet. The only thing you can do, is find your way out.", Raf stated, "But if you give me some time, I could possibly find map, or maybe…", Raf paused, looking towards Miko and Jack, "Or maybe Jack can escort you out.",
*Bewww dididododo dweee?*, Bumblebee buzzed.
"Hold up, let me asked Jack's mom.", Raf excused himself, as he walked over to Mrs. Darby.
Jack stared at Raf, he doesn't know anything about subway tunnels, nor would his mother grant him permission to go. The teenager watched helplessly, as he Raf walked up to June and asked her about letting Jack go. Miko on the other hand, had a smug grin on her face, this would be her chance to actually get into the action, Bulkhead would have liked to see her fighting the 'Cons.
"Jack, would you come over here?", June called, standing next to Raf and Agent Fowler.
Expecting the worst, Jack walked over towards his mother, Miko following in back, acting as if she wasn't up to no good.
"Yeah mom?", Jack asked.
"Raf just asked me if it was alright for you to help out Bumblebee, and I think-", June paused, "I think it's for the best."
Jack started wide eyed at his mother's response, she was actually allowing him to to New York, and help escort Bumblebee out of the tunnels.
"Wow, I wasn't expecting this!", Jack smiled, his voice filled with glee.
"But-", June added, there is always a but, "But you have to follow Bill's instructions."
"Bill?", Jack asked, looking over at Agent Fowler.
"Son, this is a potentially dangerous mission, your job is to enter the subway and escort the scout back to the surface, so we could bridge both of you back here. It may sound easy enough, but the Decepticons are out there, looking for that relic thing, and by uncle Sam's deep pockets, they want it.", Agent Fowler informed.
"Understood.", Jack said formally, looking over at his mother, {When did she start calling him Bill?}, he thought.
"Alright son, here are your bread crumbs, remember to retrace your steps so you too won't get lost.", Agent Fowler smiled, handing Jack a clipboard, with a few pieces of paper, a pen, and a com-link device.
Giving a nod, Jack walked up to the groundbridge, with a thumbs up Raf activated the portal, "I'll bring back Bumblebee, and the relic, don't you guys worry.", Jack stated, before vanishing into the bridge.
Once gone, the remaining humans hoped for the best, until June felt as if someone, other than Jack, was missing, "Where's Miko?!", June gasped, looking around for the mischievous teen.
"Scrap…", all three exclaimed in unison.
End of Chapter Notes: Awe man! This chapter was fast to type, but when I was typing it I really liked the flashback scene! Man my Highskool edgy self was good at making saddening scenes, and man I'm enjoying them, how about you? How do you think my story is going so far? Do you guys like all these plot twists and references to other TF shows? Or what do I need to improve? I like to read your feedback, they make my heart happy, and encourage my editing skills, that's why this chapter was released early! Thank You for reading!