Shit's about to go down soon (Probably next chapter). :}
And, we're back to Charlese's POV.
Chapter 12
This is it. We're finally leaving for the Decepticons. It's been a week. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest. I go over my mental maps and memorized plans.
Then my mind flickered to Sunny and Sides.
Their "bipedal modes," as Barricade calls them, look quite similar to their holoforms. Except they had blades on their wrists, wheels for feet and they're mechanical. Sides is silver, Sunny is golden.
I watch as the vast meadow turned into a small forest, then into a deserted field, looking almost like a desert. I looked at the clock built into Barricade's alt. mode. "4:18 am," it read. It's only been four hours. Barricade said we'd arrive at the Decepticons' ship at around six in the afternoon, or as he put it, "eighteen hours," military time. I lay my head against the dashboard and groaned, clearly showing my boredom.
Barricade, understanding, opened his glove box and revealed what looked to be a tablet. More of Cybertronian technology.
This Decepticon...He's confusing me.
Either he really does care about me, or he's just trying to care about me for his own benefit.
The tablet turns on and a bunch of symbols flash onto the screen. There were so many symbols! It reminded me of kanji, where it has over fifty thousand different characters.
"This is a datapad. These symbols you are seeing is our language, Cybertronian. It might be useful for you to learn it just in case. It is all quite similar to English, lucky for you. There are traditionally twenty-six characters, while there are accented letters. After Decepticons went against Autobot, the 'Cons created a code, since Autobots could hack into messages. It's the same language, just different symbols all together. I'll need you to learn Decepticon's alphabet first, then if you have time, learn the Autobots'.
"We didn't use our vocal processors for just Earth languages, they're capable of creating noises, such as whirs or clicks. I do not think human vocal chords are able to make such noises. But it would be useful for you to learn what our language looks and sounds like."
I nod, trying to contain all of the information he just gave me. It's like when you're carrying too many things, and you're trying not to let any of them slip through your arms. Yeah, feels just like that. Except it's mental.
And it's happening here too. It's hard to process the information when my mind is starting to wander else where.
During the past several days, Barricade and I have spent eight hours training to prepare me for the Decepticons. Then, before I go to sleep and when I wake up, we go over the plans and maps, battle tactics and escape techniques as a precaution. Barricade's had me get up in the middle of the night, sneak out, run through the forest and back without making a sound and as fast as I can for the duration of the week. He's had me practice with a variety of weapons, mostly duel blades looking like katanas.
Five hours passed, I'm still on the datapad, learning the Decepticon alphabet and their language. This sort of reminds me of those runic alphabets, instead of kanji now that I study these symbols.
"9:32 am"
I try my best to focus on the datapad, but I'm getting bored, once again. I've read almost everything on this datapad. Most of it was how the Decepticons functioned, their code, history, etc.
We were in a canyon-like area, I see as I glance out the window. The sun has fully risen, and was just above the top of some of the rocks.
I shrug and continue on my meticulous work with the datapad.
Hours and hours have passed. A couple pit stops for gas for Barricade, "an energy source that will suffice," and a snack break for me.
We finally arrived at base that was hidden inside a rock. Barricade scaring the living shit out of me, driving straight into the wall, only for me to realize the wall opened like a door to reveal an underground roadway.
We were in the Decepticons' base.
April 17, 2016, 12:57 pm
