Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Transformers. Maybe because I wasn't born before '84 and being the creator would have seriously been impossible... AN: Huh, feeling a bit depressed. No authors I read have published any more chapters to their stories so I'm loosing inspiration rapidly. Okay. The spell check temper tantrum isn't over, so once more, if you see any typos/misspelled words, please point them out so I can correct them. Thanks. Also, I am TERRIBLY sorry about the lateness in updates, after returning from Baltimore and the surgery there's been a LOAD of legal cases concerning an infection my Dad got at the hospital after nurses and doctors refused to treat his infection wound when he alerted them to it. So again, I've been running around, fixing and helping my Dad as much as possible, but aside from that I've pretty much been lazy, I hope ya'll understand, but I wouldn't 'cause I'm stock full of common sense but not enough energy to use it. :P
Oh the up side, it makes me not want to be like them and take so long to publish a chapter, so here it is, the true beginning to All the Wrong Feelings.
So I've been cooking in the horrible weather that is Georgia unpredictable weather which on the temperature reads 105 degrees. How lovely, right? AND NO RAIN COLD ENOUGH or at least lasts long enough to make a difference.
Alright, so the museum was farther then anticipated, but they had arrived on time. Or, at least believing the museum was closer, late.
The destruction was obvious, Jetfire already teleported them. Cab and Riya saw just as the humans and Autobots disappeared, vanishing into deep Egyptian territory.
Great. Just-fucking-great.
"Augh!" Riya yelled, "Danm! So damn close!" Riya tossed a large rock at the shell of a freighter jet, connecting with a loud clunk before ungracefully falling to the dirt. "Now how are we going to get there?"
Cab, though disturbed by Riya's frustration, would be lying if he said he wasn't feeling annoyed to. "I don't know, I can't fly." Riya jumped onto his hood, head resting in her hands, "We can't go back to the base, we can't exactly order a plane to Egypt, and there's no way we can teleport."
Agreeing, Cab shook his frame. "I realize now that... maybe we cannot go to Egypt." Riya rolled her eyes ruefully, "Oh, no shit Sherlock." Cab, on the verge on blowing Riya clean off his hood, tensed and relaxed his pressurizers, "And maybe... we aren't meant to go."
Riya blinked like an Autobot would when coming back online, "What?"
"Do you think that because weren't not part of the story that we can't go? That through everything, The Fallen, Optimus' death and his resurrection, that we weren't able to make it here is because we aren't canon?" Cab reasoned, attracting the odd expressed attention of Riya who slowly slipped off Cab to stare directly at him.
"Fate, you mean?"
"Could be, but I think it's just that our world is determined by yours." Cab shifted forward, "All that happened here, all that was and all that will be is created from the imagination of multiple people, inventors of stories that don't know just what kind of power they control."
Riya sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Listen Cab, this world isn't serious, heroes live and villains die, that's how it goes. There's nothing deep about this place, it's all just flashy battle sequences and pretty CGI. The fact that I'm here, now, with you is nothing short of a miracle. This world has no fate, because fate requires a life to end eventually and around here, no one ends. Their lives and their deaths are planned very carefully and no matter how horrific or sad but, it's always fixed in the end." Riya smiled, "Just like what's happening in Egypt."
Cab had to accept that, it was an unwritten law. Heroes survive the ordeal, although usually not without a few emotional scars, lost family members, and undoubtedly permanent mental trauma.
"We can't go, the story won't let us." Cab smiled inwardly, "Like I said, fate." Riya gave in, finally collapsing in on herself.
The two remained in the spot where the canon characters had disappeared from, both not saying anything but knowing what the other is thinking. The sound of dirt as it was blown in to a spiral, the dirt gradually picking up speed before silently dying back down. Riya was beginning to collect spiderwebs before she ever moved from her spot on Cab's hood.
"Let's go. I'm too hot." She quietly jumped off Cab's hood and he popped the door open. Riya stopped, brushed herself off with her hands, trying to get every speck of dirt off before seating herself in the driver side.
"Where to?" Cab pulled out of the jet display. "Don't care, let's just go somewhere."
Cab said nothing but went ahead anyways. His wheels were heated and his exhaust was tired from driving too hard and too fast to get where they were. He didn't want to complain and he certainly didn't want to upset Riya anymore then she already was.
The two drove down a highway for hours, neither knowing the direction nor caring. Right about now Sam and Mikaela were in Egypt at the First Pyramids, admiring the stars before Sam realizes they serve as an arrow.
Riya shivered, she hated this part of the movie. It made no sense and annoyed her to no end that they removed the Matrix from its protective custody from Optimus and gave it, one of the galaxies most powerful weapons, to some rocks.
Cab was alert suddenly, a feeling of familiarity washed over him. Something was happening and only Cab realized it.
It was a sound, distant first that grew louder and louder, until it began to concern Cab. After all he was an Autobot now and the Decepticon's had a bone to pick with Riya, if this was one of the Seeker's flying overhead that had not appeared in the battle at Egypt, then maybe this Decepticon wasn't canon.
Cab's processor clicked on instantly. Because it wasn't a Decepticon, it was Skywing.
The large plane flew overhead, so low that the other cars swerved away from it. Cab honked his horn and Riya jolted awake. She hadn't even remembered falling asleep. Blinking, she shook her head and became aware of the Autobot insignia that was on the underbelly of a massive plane flying over them.
"Skywing!" Riya cried, waving frantically.
::Need a lift?:: Skywing called over the commlink. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble." Cab laughed, ::Not at all old friend.::
Skywing's ramp lowered and hit the highway, sending sparks everywhere. Although the people were frightened, most just stopped and suffered a dented bender. No damage truly done.
Cab sped up, his wheels screeching as he raced up the ramp that closed behind him. Skywing instantly took off high into the sky, taking the two with him.
"You do know there's talk of a way to resurrect Optimus, don't you?" Skywing asked as Riya climbed out of Cab and he transformed, thankfully, being one of the smallest Autobots means fitting inside Skywing was much easier when for someone like Optimus, it would have been impossible.
Riya nodded, "Yes, we do."
"And you also know this is going to work, we're going to bring back Optimus and the Fallen will lose this. That's why you weren't bothered by Optimus' death, you knew he'd come back." Skywing was inwardly regretting not watching the movie in Riya's world when he had the chance.
Cab was brimming happy, "Of course, otherwise, we'd be just as hurt as the others."
"Listen Skywing, this is a movie in my world, as you know. You've seen the first one, but in the second, Optimus dies. I admit the first time I saw the movie, the producers and whatnot promised us Transfans that Megatron wouldn't come back to life, but in the trailer we spotted him. I knew from that moment on they were going to do a balancing act, killing Optimus but knowing he's the last Prime, they'd bring him back. He's the protagonist; he can't die for long, er, until another Prime comes into the picture." Riya rambled on, becoming more and more aware of the speed they were going.
Riya trotted to Skywing's cockpit, insisting to be lifted up to see out the huge window. Cab did so, placing Riya carefully on Skywing's dash.
"I knew it, the second we heard from Simmons in Egypt with the others, I knew it. I tried to tell Scatterwing, but he wasn't interested in the first place. When I tried to explain it to the Autobots... Well, I know they heard it and are just draining their anger out now. I know though, that after Optimus is back, this'll all be behind us."
Riya sighed, "Heh, I don't know, they looked pretty pissed."
Skywing laughed loudly, "Are you kidding? Ironhide was ready to shoot you! HA!" His body shook with the thunderous laughter.
"Oh thanks, that makes me feel so much better." Riya punched the dashboard. Skywing rattled a bit, "Ow, that hurt." He pouted. Instead of paying attention to him, Riya was more interested in the ground which was no longer in sight.
"Holy cow, we're over the ocean, right? Jeez, never understood why people are so worked up about going overseas... I think I know why now." Riya closed her eyes, leaning back away from the window. "Oh God, just tell me when we get there, I'm gonna' be sick..."
The movement, the water, all played against Riya. Not used to moving so fast and rising so high above sea level, Riya was swaying back and forth. At this time in her life, everything seemed to spite her even with the Autobots, now, at least, they would be able to see her point of view and realize what was happening.
Or, she hoped they were as open minded as Skywing.
Hopefully.
Cab laughed nervously, "No, no, no, don't that. I know what it's like to be a human and get motion sickness, please, by Primus, don't get sick."
Riya groaned, "Ahh, too late." She rolled her eyes. Even blinding herself from the sight of the ocean and the movement around her she could still feel herself getting worse.
"That's not good." Skywing spoke lowly, "Just keep her still until we reach the others, we do know the Decepticon's are advancing in the area, unfortunately, that'll make our ride a bit longer then usual."
"I got her." Cab reached forward, slowly pulling Riya to him. "I still feel sick every time another human does, it's like a virus that you see happening and suddenly you get it too. It's disgusting."
"Yeah, well, don't let her do that now." Skywing sped up cautiously, "Because we're at least an hour away and the Decepticons won't make this an easy landing."
"Oh Primus."
Riya slapped Cab's hand. "I'll be fine 'til we get there, just no extravagant maneuvers unless you want a new paint job." Riya cackled.
"For a human child, she's violent." Skywing and Cab laughed, "You need to stop hitting people, they'll start thinking you're mental and ship you off to an asylum for the criminally insane."
Riya looked up to Skywing's dash, instantly regretting it when looking out the window to the expansive sky and sea. "Arrgghh." She held her eyes shut, "You mean you'll have Lennox or someone report me because I abuse my giant alien robot friends? Yeah, let's see who goes to the asylum, the tattle-tell reporting that a teenage geek believes in aliens while complaining about her beating up his alien best friend who happens to be his car?"
"Good point."
shadowxofxdarkness: Galloway's a punk. GrimlockX4: Greetings old friend! And thanks, it went somewhat fine, though it seems he's having some kind of allergic reaction to a gooey gauze they used to close up the surgical scar. Otherwise, he's a pampered pooch. scarlette16: He's getting better, me and my family have been treating him like a king so he SHOULD have no complaints. Notice the caps lock on the "should." -.- BlackRose-FlowerofDeath: Y'know, I'm actually trying to come up with something interesting to introduce Wheelie since I remember when he was an Autobot in the original show. As for Jetfire, he'll have a moment with Riya, not long, but a hell of a meeting before death. I want to make it emotional and admirable. So that'll be a challenge, but a fun one. deathleader: It certainly seemed so in the movie. I swear I could see them die along with Prime.
OOOOooooooo, guess what? War for Cybertron is AWESOME. The new Transformers video game BASED ON AN ORIGINAL STORY LINE, rather then the movie or the comic. So very, very, very happy! :)
Also, I predict human government and civilians as the next antagonist for the Autobots in Transformers 3. What do you think?
YEEEAHHHHHH! I loved the scene SO much, I died laughing.
Ah well, life isn't perfect.
In other news, I would die a happy girl if I got to deck Galloway. I would keel over right then and there with a smile on my face. (Autobots probably be happy too...)
But after seeing stories like this so many times, I awaited Optimus' ressurection without any real surprise.
