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Chapter 11: Dark awakening

Darkness. That was all she could see. Nothing else. Just complete darkness. It was kind of scary to someone who was not used to it. There was no one else there. Nothing at all. Nothing, but darkness and all her thoughts.

She was all alone. This was the kind of things that drove people crazy. Surely, all she had to do was open her eyes, and there would be light. But it was no use.

No matter how hard she tried, there was no way she could wake up. It was like being cut off from the rest of the world; and that was what scared her the most.

Then, suddenly, there were voices. She was trying to wake up when she heard them. People were speaking, but couldn't be seen. What were the voices saying? Then the words began to make sense.

"The wound Lucky has suffered should have been lethal. The pole almost reached her heart, but was diverted by her breastbone. She lost a great amount of blood, but we've been able to stabilize her." the doctor said. Sarah Lennox sobbed. Will held her close, and looked meaningfully at the doctor. "Is she treatable?" Captain Lennox asked.

"Oh yes, definitely." The doctor said. "She has a moderate concussion, her right wrist is broken, and has a few bruised ribs. She's doing well, though; she is a very lucky woman. We recovered many other people with similar wounds: I've heard there was an attack."

Sarah sobbed again, ignoring the question tone the doctor used as he spoke of the attack. "Why isn't she awake?"

"Lucky is in a coma because of all the medicines we gave her. But she'll wake up soon. All she needs is rest, and constant monitoring." He assured them.

"Can she come home?" Will asked, his voice cracking slightly.

The doctor sighed. "We'll see after she wakes up. I want to make sure she's not in critical conditions." He patted the girl's hand, and walked away. "You are both welcome to stay here with her for as long as you like." He said as he left.

"Thank you, doctor." Will replied. Sarah sniffed, and blew her nose into a tissue she pulled from her purse. "I'm gonna go call Lisa." She murmured. Will had called the Epps to look after Annabelle. As his wife left the room, he looked at the girl.

Lucky's right hand was plastered. There was a bandage on her left eyebrow with a red spot on it. Many bandages were wrapped around her multiply wounds scattered on her body. Her main injure, a large hole in her abdomen, was already treated by the operation.

"…Do you think she'll be alright…?" Sarah asked out loud, bringing his husband back to reality.

"…She's a tough one, but… I don't know…" Will replied softly, while rubbing gently Lucky's hand. There was silence.

Then Lucky got serious. She had to wake up. Something happened to Jazz, and she couldn't give up on him or all the people that believed in her. She tried once again to wake up, but once again it was no use. She just couldn't wake up, but she wouldn't give up…

The Autobot base was in chaos after the Special Ops team arrived. Ratchet let Moonracer and the red Freelander inside the OR. The red Land Rover transformed into an Autobot with a slimmer form than Ratchet, the grill bent into a more feminine chest area.

"Medical Officer Firestar reporting for duty, sir." She saluted Ratchet.

"Report later. Give me a hand with Lieutenant Jazz!" Ratchet exclaimed. "Help Moonracer out! We have to put him into a stasis pod." Firestar nodded. "Yes, sir!"

Ratchet, Moonracer and Firestar moved the silver Autobot into an open pod. The CMO closed the cover, and injected a white fluid through a plastic wire, an antidote to Scorponok's poison.

"Now we have to wait until the antidote has some effects. You two stay here, and inform me of any little change. I'll go report to Optimus." Ratchet said as he walked out of the Med Bay, the two medics nodding behind him. Before he walked out of the room, he turned, "Oh, Firestar, Moonracer?" they turned to face him, "Welcome to Earth. It's good to have you back." He said, then got away.

When Ratchet entered the command center, he found it in chaos. Optimus was listening at his Vice Commander's report, Prowl was trying to assure the twins that Lucky was ok, Ironhide was staring at Jetfire, Chromia, other two pink femmes, and a white bot near him. On the ground, three humans were watching the total confusion the center has fallen in. Sam and Mikaela, standing near Bumblebee, looked at the other girl. She had changed her outfit for a pink shirt and blue jeans. Her blonde hair fell on her shoulder, and reached her middle back. She had a heavy makeup; she seemed so fake.

Ratchet cleared his throat, and all eyes/optics in the room glanced at him.

"How is he doing?" Optimus asked.

"The amount of poison his body absorbed wasn't lethal, but it'll take at least 48 Earth hours for the antidote to heal him." Ratchet explained.

Everyone sighed in relief. "What about Lucky?" Mikaela asked.

"I took Sarah and Will to the hospital, but I had to come back before knowing anything." Ironhide sighed.

"I estimate, with the girl's injury, the human doctors should be finished operating on her by now." The white bot said matter-of-factly.

"Are you sure, Wheeljack?" Sam asked.

"It's my job. I put a tracker on the girl before the paramedics could take her away." He commented, his fins-like ears flashed as he spoke.

"Nice accent." Mikaela put in.

"Thanks, Mikaela." Wheeljack said, bowing.

"Oh, yeah, now the poor lucky-girl is ok, though a little slagged." The blonde girl said nonchalantly. Everyone gave her a glare that promised death, however, Sigma acted first.

A black blur rushed to the girl's neck, claws first. "How dare you talk about Lucky like that?! She saved Jazz's life twice. This time at the risk of her own!"

"Get it off!" the girl shouted hoarsely. Sam pried Sigma, kicking and screaming, off of her.

"Damn!" she coughed. "What the hell is wrong with you?" She rubbed her neck.

"Talk about Lucky like that again, and I won't stop him next time, Mandy." Sam hissed menacing at her.

Mandy glared back at the two, muttering, "Homicidal furrball." Sigma growled, and made every ugly gesture from every culture he had ever seen.

"Hey, Mandy is not wrong at all." Jetfire said.

"Are you crazy?! Why should she be right?" Mikaela snapped back at the Vice Commander.

"Because Lucky's a liability!" Jetfire shouted at her. Before everyone could reply, Optimus spoke up, "Lucky is a valued Earth ally. I don't think I need to remind you, Jetfire, we are the guests on this planet, and need all the allies we can gather!" Optimus's voice barely had to rise to make a point. The Autobot leader had no trouble being firm without shouting too much.

"It's not just her, your lieutenant is getting in dangerous situations, too!" Jetfire growled.

"Jazz was doing his best to make sure Lucky and Sigma wouldn't get hurt. Lucky almost got killed to protect the Key, and save Jazz. We owe her." Optimus' tone didn't leave chance for a reply.

The pink femme made a sound as to clear her throat, and spoke up. "We have bigger problems, sir."

"Yes, Elita One?" Optimus asked.

"While me and the group of female Autobot resistance fighters were trying to liberate Cybertron from the corrupt grip of the Decepticon guardian, Shockwave, we intercepted a signal that we thought lost forever. It was the spark energy of the Key." Elita one started.

"The Key has been lost. All that's left is Sigma." Ironhide said matter-of-factly.

"No, it's not. We've been able to track the signal with Jetfire's help. All tracks led us to Earth." Chromia explained.

"You mean, the Key is on this planet? Where?" Prowl asked in his calm and logic voice.

"That's the point: we lost the signal." She answered.

"We crash-landed on Earth, not knowing where to go. We received your message, sir, so we decided to scan the planet for Autobot signatures. The Dam's hundred feet of concrete prevented scans from turning up. So we waited until energy signatures were detected in Mission City and Tranquillity. We started there… but ran into Mandy, and decided to train her for the Ops." Wheeljack finished.

"Unfortunately…" Chromia muttered.

"That's why you're here." Sam glanced at the girl, who gave him the same look.

"But why did you lost the signal?" Mikaela asked.

"We've been attacked by the Decepticons. Soundwave was in to become their new leader. And Blackwidow was eager to meet her creator, Venom." Jetfire explained.

"Blackwidow?!" the twins shouted.

"She is a shape shifter. Unlike any other Transformer, she can take the shape of anything that has DNA." Jetfire explained again.

"So the Decepticons have this new medic, and a new leader, and probably more troops!" Sam said. Jetfire nodded.

"Despite the increase in ranks here on Earth, we are still outgunned." A magenta female Autobot sighed. "Oh Primus, we're slagged! We can't outmanoeuvre Venom!"

"Arcee, calm down." Bumblebee grasped the magenta Autobot's shoulder. "We are not slagged!"

"It's just a matter of time. And what about the young injured human? We can't leave her alone, not with an increasing Decepticon army that wants her and her pet."

"Arcee is right. I need someone to head in to observe the situation at the hospital." Optimus announced. "Wheeljack," Optimus turned to his engineer. "Do you have a tracker?"

"Already there, sir." Wheeljack walked to the computer, hit a sequence of keys, and a view appeared on the screen.

It was a clean, white hospital room with one bed in it. A blonde woman dozed in a chair opposite where the view originated, on the other side of the bed.

"Lucky!" Mikaela gasped, and covered her mouth.

"Bumblebee, Sam, and Mikaela. You'll go first." Optimus said, knowing the urge of the three to go see their friend.

The two humans ran down the slightly inclined path leading from the command center to the elevator that would take them up to ground level. Once outside, they waited for Bumblebee.

"D-do you think Lucky's gonna be ok?" Mikaela sniffed.

Sam turned, and hugged Mikaela. He dreaded that question. He didn't know how to answer. "Everything's gonna be ok!" he felt his girlfriend shaking uncontrollably in his arms.

"Lucky laid there, Sam. She looked like she'll die any second." Tears streamed down her cheeks as she thought of what could happen to her new friend.

"Nah, Lucky? No way. Can you seriously see her giving up without a fight? Hell, she even fights with Jazz, and she likes him."

Mikaela chuckled as her sobs calmed down. "You noticed that too, huh?" She wiped her eyes with her sleeves. "Lucky loves him, and argues with him too, but Jazz yells right back. Maybe they're perfect for each other."

Sam laughed. "Yeah."

A car honked behind them, and they turned to see Bumblebee driving up. Suddenly, the driver's side door opened, and a young man stepped out. He wore a yellow leather racing jacket, with two parallel black stripes up the arm to the shoulder where a small red Autobot symbol was embossed. On the left side of the chest silver embossed letters read blatantly Bumblebee. He wore yellow converse, and loose-fitting black jeans. He closed the door, and tucked his hands in the pockets of the jacket.

"Uh, who or what are you?" Sam exclaimed.

"I am a human synthoid. This is the result of a level 12 holographic projection. I'm still the Bumblebee you know." He explained.

"No, the Bumblebee I know is 17 foot tall, and has no hair!!" Sam protested.

"Yeah, but this version is cuter!" Mikaela purred.

Sam raised an eyebrow at her. "What?"

"Relax." Mikaela said simply, walking up at Bumblebee.

"I wish to see Lucky as much as you. I couldn't warn Jazz in time." The blonde looked down at the floor. "My incompetence is to blame for Lucky and Jazz's current condition." He sighed, but he didn't mask the anger in his voice.

Mikaela smiled kindly, and touched his shoulder. "It's not your fault, 'Bee."

Sam walked up to the blonde. "She's right. You couldn't prevent Starscream's blast from making Lucky fall. And don't blame yourself for what happened next."

Bumblebee gave a martyred sigh. "Let's go. I can stay until midnight. Then Ratchet will take over from me."

"Then, let's go." Mikaela said.

Bumblebee pulled into a parking spot at the hospital. "Man, you such a good driver." Mikaela smiled, and shook her head. Sam let out a hurt sigh as he climbed out of the car.

Bumblebee climbed, but hesitated. "Bumblebee." Sam touched the hologram's shoulder. "What's wrong?"

Bumblebee looked up and down the building.

"Come on, guys!" Mikaela called as she walked toward the hospital's entrance. "Give us a sec!" Sam called back. She understood, and entered the hospital.

"Sam… I…" he started, looking everywhere but in the boy's eyes.

"You're scared." Sam said.

Bumblebee looked at Sam, and nodded.

"Mikaela and I are scared, too. It's ok. It's because we still don't know what to expect." Sam patted the blonde's shoulder. "C'mon! I know if Lucky awakes, she'll be happy to see you."

Bumblebee nodded a bit sadly, and both followed Mikaela inside.

The human medical facility surprised Bumblebee as it was understaffed, and poorly equipped. He knew Ratchet would have something to say about it, and knew who would have to listen to his rant. The elevator was all glass and had a nice view of the night over a garden with the hospital surrounding it on all sides. What surprised Bumblebee was that, while he had seen humans do horrible things to each other, those same humans could create this beautiful display of multi-coloured chlorophyll-based life forms. It was one more reason for Bumblebee to absolutely love his new home. As the doors of the elevator opened, he saw many nurses walking along the halls.

They walked over to the receptionist's desk.

"Hi." Sam said as loudly as he could to a nurse.

The nurse gave him a smile, and said. "Can I help you?"

"Yeah, we're looking for Lucky Spelmann." Sam said.

The nurse tapped at the keyboard. "There's a restricted visitors list for that patient. There isn't anything else I can do. I'm sorry, kid, family only." The nurse said sadly.

Mikaela walked up next to Sam. "What's wrong?"

Sam glared at her. "I'm her cousin!!" he almost shouted.

"Oh, sorry. Room 143. Left corridor, last door to the right. But don't stay there too long. Visiting hours are almost over." The nurse exclaimed.

"Thanks." Sam said, then took the others, and they all reached room 143. Bumblebee pushed the door open, and walked in.

Sarah and Will stared at the blonde. Lucky was barely awake, her eyes half close because of her tiredness.

"Um," Will started. Sam pushed Bumblebee in.

"Sam, Mikaela." Sarah stood, and walked towards them, smiling slightly. "We were so worried, are you two ok?"

"Yes, how 'bout Lucky?" Sam asked, releasing from Sarah's embrace.

"Why don't you ask her? But, please, be careful. She's very weak." Sarah warned them softly.

Bumblebee stared wide-eyed at the girl in the bed, and walked slowly towards her. His face registered confusion and fear as he neared her bedside. Her blinking and tired eyes laid on his face as he reached the bed.

"Who is that?" Will asked Sam.

"Bumblebee." Lucky breathed, her voice was hoarse and low.

"How did you know that? I've never showed you my synthoid." The blonde asked startled.

"First off, I've read the name on the jacket. And second, I'd recognized those bright optics everywhere." Lucky explained, watching between Will and Bumblebee.

"Ironhide was right. You are really perspective." Will said, and Lucky smiled a little. Sam patted Will's chest, and walked over to Bumblebee.

"Hey, how do you feel?" Sam asked. "Do you always ask those stupid questions?" She groaned.

"We'll take that as a better." Mikaela said, walking beside Sam. For a few moments there was silence, then Lucky asked the question everyone feared. She turned to Bumblebee, and selected only one word to formulate her question.

"Jazz?" Her voice was tired, and she herself didn't know for how long she could keep speaking, but she had to know, nonetheless.

Bumblebee hesitated for a moment, to choose the right words. "He is in a coma. Some of Scorponok's poison has infected him, but Ratchet has already found an antidote. Don't worry, he'll be fine in few days."

Lucky was about to say something, but a voice on the door made everyone turn.

"I'm sorry, but visiting hours are over. You have to go now." The doctor said. They all said their goodbyes, and left. Will and Sarah, though, stayed there, asking the doctor what to do.

"Lucky is suffering from post traumatic stress disorder," The doctor explained to them. "Widely common in people that witness a terrorist attack. We will tranquilized her for the night. She needs rest, and with flashes of the accident still playing in her mind, and the name of a well-loved music genre that she kept screaming when she woke up… we have no other choice but to sedate her."

Lucky looked at the nurse that was injecting something in her arm. Suddenly she felt her eyes heavier, and knew that they had given her a sedative. The door creaked open slowly, and Sarah stepped in. "Lucky?" She called softly.

She slowly opened her eyes, but the sedative was beginning to work.

"They gave you a sedative. Don't fight its effect. You need rest." Sarah said, placing a hand on the girl's shoulder. Will walked in, and closed the door. He sat in the chair next to Lucky's bed, and smiled to her. She couldn't return the favour, 'cause her body eventually stopped fighting the sedative. She closed her eyes, and leaned her head on her right side. A single tear welled, and fell down her left cheek. "Jazz." That was the last thought she had been cradled that day. She could still hear his last words, "I love you.". She really hoped that they weren't the last words she ever heard from him. Bumblebee's words hadn't calm her down. Her billions of what if were keeping her in a land of fear only one could take her out of.

You didn't think that I'd kill the main character after only 10 chapters, did ya? I hope you liked this chapter! C ya later!! ;D