This is what we've ALL been waiting for! I spent all day yesterday typing this baby up and it is far longer and the last few chapters!
Anywho, yeah, I couldn't resist adding two out of four of my OC's. I'm sorry. I wanted to do this from an outsiders P.O.V, and so~! What better P.O.V. than that of an intern a month into her job and a crazy Janitor?
ShadowLDrago This one is for you because you suggested a detailed version!
In a private laboratory, hidden in the woods outside Detroit, found a car diving towards one of the main entrances disguised as a mine entrance. The driver was new to the job and started about a month ago. She flashed her ID to the guards and they let her pass.
She kept driving down the tunnel until the concrete walls gave way to the actual lab. She parked her car and then noticed a commotion regarding an Ambulance. Panicking, she hastily got out of the car with her bag for work and went to see none other than her boss, Mr. Powell get out of his own vehicle and looking all too smug.
She glared at him and he just smirked before walking over to the crowd.
The last thing she sees before the crowd becomes too much, is a young woman and a boy being carried OUT of the Ambulance via stretchers and led deeper into the mines/laboratories.
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"Dr. Noelson! Dr. Noelson!" Someone calls from behind, and (the now-dubbed) Dr. Noelson turns and smiles a little.
Dr. Noelson is in her late twenties with long brown hair in a low-ponytail, slightly tanned skin, and blue-green eyes. She wore the standard white lab coat for scientists with dark jeans visible underneath and what looks like a light blue shirt with a printed dark blue butterfly showing where the top buttons are parted.
The person who called her is the Janitor, Jack. He's a few years younger and still has that childish persona that is almost gone with his age. He has blue eyes, and dark brown hair with red highlights. At the base of his neck it goes into a ponytail held by a yellow ribbon for about half a foot with his hair stretching past his waist. He has two more ponytails, one in front of each ear with matching ribbons going an inch or two. He has a broom and dust pan and the portable supply closet he brings with him everywhere as he just got done cleaning a room when he saw her walk past.
"For the last time, call me Star." She giggled as he looked sheepish and rubbed the back of his head.
"Right… Oh yeah, did you hear what happened earlier?!"
"You mean with the Ambulance? If so, I was there-"
"You were there!? So that means you saw them!" He gripped the broom excitedly.
"Saw who? You mean that woman and little boy? Who were they?"
"You mean you don't know?! They're the robots Mr. Powell have been going on and on about!"
"What?!"
Over the last month or so, Mr. Powell told them that they were to investigate Robots made in another country for fear of terrorists. They don't know which country, and Sumdac Systems are the only legitimate manufacturing company in the world proven to make civilian-friendly, non-weaponized robots.
She thought back to earlier when she saw them, they looked just like people! She put her hand to her mouth and stepped back in shock. If they're so lifelike, they could be anyone! No wonder this examination was so important. If she can get a good look at their circuitry, she might be able to pinpoint who made them.
Jack, seeing as he lost her to her thoughts, just smiled and walked ahead to the next room. Confident, that if anyone can solve this, she can.
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The first time she really gets a good look at them, it's the boy. A day later, she finds him on a table on the other side of a window in a solitary room, the room she's in is meant for observing. Numerous heavy-duty magnets holding him down. He was stripped of his clothes and is now wearing that god-awful gown you'd find at a normal doctors office that ties in the back. Mentally preying they let him at least keep his boxers on.
She's still interning and has to listen to the more experienced scientist and Engineers. They keep referring to him a mindless machine. If that's the case, then why did the 'machine' look like it wanted to cry? Valiantly trying to hold back from all out wailing in pain like he lost someone important.
Could it be that woman he was with? Does it think that female is offline?
And how come she's the only one that notices his reactions?
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The next day, they are observing the female when she gets the shock of her life. It's none other than THE Sara Sumdac! What the Hell?! She was a robot this whole time?!
She walks into a different observatory room to see Mr. Powell himself gazing into the lab on the other side of the glass. She walks over, clipboard clutched to her chest to take notes. He nods to her in acknowledgement and turns back to gaze into the massive room below. He chuckles at her reaction to the sheer enormity of both the room, and how important this project really is.
Star notices right away the vast amounts of cables, cords, wires and computers connected to something hanging by them from the ceiling like a stalactite. No… Someone. It was Sara.
She too, was stripped of her clothes. But (thankfully) instead of that gown horrid gown, she has a white tanktop and white… underwear.
Before she can curse the word 'perverts…' in her mind, she saw why.
Mr. Powell took it upon himself to give the intern mercy and brought of a holo-screen in the glass itself. He made it zoom in (and expand the screen itself) to show Sara up close.
Stars eyes widened and the clipboard slipped from her grasp.
Sara's skin retracted up and out to so a black inner structure with the only light coming from either circuitry or what must be a robots equivalent to blood pumping through veins. Except her 'blood' glowed blue! Literally glowed a soft light, like a candle, but blue. She could see the power pumping through them!
It was beautiful… The sheer detailing, what kind of metal did they use? Steel? Chrome? Titanium? Her skin- Oh god her skin! It was dark brown like a normal person, but at the moment, it was transparent, letting all that power shine through…
And her eyes, no longer resembling a humans, but now glowing blue as well to match the rest of her. She could even see it pulse in her hair…
"Now do you see?" Powell's voice startling her. "Why this project is of the utmost importance?"
She nodded numbly, still mystified.
Something caught her eye as Mr. Powell got a call and left the room to take it.
In the screen, Sara had her head down and he body was limp. She zoomed out a little. Maybe it's the sedatives they used? She switched to a different camera angle and noticed something even worse. It was just like that boy, except.. Sara looked…
Broken.
Not physically, no they fixed her up as best as they could. But Mentally. She was mentally broken.
Just what did they do to them?! Was this as they were being captured? Or after…
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She was up all night going over her notes, and even drawing what she saw. She didn't get an ounce of sleep as she tried to figure this out.
It was that day though, when the boy escaped and ran around in desperation, did they finally start to put at least a few pieces together.
The boy still had on his gown as he crashed through a door leading to the other end of the hallway Star was on, her hand on the doorknob. She looked back at him.
He kicked the door he came from shut and barricaded it. The only other door was hers.
He straitened up and looked at her over his shoulder. She noticed his eyes were blue like Sara's. He really is like her. She let go of the handle and faced him, as did he.
"Step aside." He all but growled out. But she just stood there. "Move!"
"You're looking for her, aren't you?" She whispered. His eyes widened and twitched. He clenched his fists and –is that lightning coming from them?!- charged right at her. She held her ground though, even as he skidded to a stop and swiftly grabbed the collar of her shirt and yanked her down to eye level. She dropped her clipboard.
"WHERE IS SHE?!" He demanded, with a hint of fear and panic she noticed. She just smiled gently.
"Sara is alright. I just saw her yesterday. She is still online." His grip loosened in relief as she spoke. She gingerly got out of his grip and knelt down to pick up the papers. One paper, she separated from the others and held it out to him. He snatched it from her and stepped back.
He froze. It was Sara (As she saw her yesterday) drawn in colored pencil. He relaxed a little, then tensed, obviously noticing what she's attached to.
"Keep it." His eyes widened as he stared at her. She stood up and turned to the door. "Sara is going to be alright. All we want is to know what she is and who made her, then we'll let her go." Hopefully he doesn't see her bluff. She has absolutely no idea that they would let them go. But if it means the cooperation of at least one of them-
"You will..? You'll really let us go…?" She didn't even need to turn around to know the boy is just as broken as Sara. The hopeful tone in his voice is killing her! Especially the lie she's about to tell.
"Yes." He started to smile.
"But! You have to cooperate with us!" Her voice cracking slightly. "Why don't we introduce ourselves? My name is Jacquina Noelson. But my friends call me Star. What's your designation?"
He snorted with a smile, then pointed with his thumb to himself. "My *snicker* designation, is Bumblebee."
"Bumblebee?"
"But you can call me Bee." He smiled and held out his hand and they shook on it.
"Well, I best get back to work, would you like me to escort you back to your cell?"
At this, they both looked back to the door to hear a sudden lack of banging fists. "Uh… yes please?"
She giggled and led him back the way they came.
Then looked at the barricade itself and twitched.
"HOW did you even lift half this stuff!? No-one can lift them without a forklift at least!" He just snickered and prepared to show off by lifting them up WAY too easily. Star just stood there dumbstruck. Bee then proceeded to grab her hand and lead her back through the door.
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The days went by and found a new normal to go by. With the hope of escape, Bumblebee was cooperative (beyond vague with anything Cybertron related) and gave false information using the nicknames of the Detroit villains (Nano-Sec, Slo-Mo, Professor Princess, Angry Archer, even Wreck-Gar) to pose as 'Aliases' of his creators. Star saw through him right away. She got a kick out of some of his stories though, but the others thought he had a malfunction somewhere when he brought up Wreck-Gar and the Angry Archer (a Robin Hood wannabe).
Star just rolled her eyes at his antics, not for the first time wondering if he's not a robot, but maybe a Cyborg. A person with cybernetic parts. Maybe he was sick and had his organs replaced to save him? There's just no way he's all machine with his personality.
But all that went down hill when Mr. Powell introduced himself.
Bumblebee went quiet. Not in fear, but the dangerous, predatorily quiet. Bumblebee knew Powell, and they clearly weren't on good terms. But… Powell doesn't seem to recognize Bumblebee.
Huh.
All cooperation of the last week or two went down the drain. He stayed quiet. No talking, wise cracking jokes, 'made up' stories… Nothing. And every time someone went near him, he produced MASSIVE voltage of electricity and either fried them to the point of hospitalization, or scared them away screaming.
Everyone stayed away from him. There were even talks of shutting him down, and once they were done, using the rest of him for parts.
Star decided fast on how to fix this. She had to find Sara and get her to calm him down.
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She saw Jack just leaving the room she was looking for. "Hold that door! Don't close it!" She screamed at him as she rounded a corner, spotting him.
Thankfully he listened and stepped aside. Before he could get a word out, she grabbed his jacket and dragged him behind her.
"Wha? Hey! What's the big idea?!" She stopped and faced him with a look that screamed mischief.
"What do you say? Want to help me cause a Prison Break?" His eyes widened, the he grinned, matching hers.
She sighed dramatically. "It's soo tragic! That little boy misses Sara and is being held prisoner by a mad scientist!" (Meaning Powell. )"Right now, he's not letting anyone near him and nothing is calming him down!"
Jack just snickered at how badly she was acting, trying to get to what's going on.
"So basically, our Franken-boy needs his beauty?" She snorted.
Franken-boy is a nickname he made when he heard how Star described Bee that fist visit. Unlike the actual Frankenstein, who is made of various human organs pieced together and raised from the dead; Bee is a mashup of human and mechanical parts. Even Human half is just a bunch of nanites fused together to make a believable human appearance. No one really knows if he is a little boy, or is much, much older. She's betting on older (but has no idea by how much!)
That entire day somehow wound up trying to see who can come up with better nicknames. Star settled on Franken-boy once he tried being funny and brought up names that should not be repeated…
"We'll come up with better terms later." She whispered , then spoke normally. "Time to find the keys to the tower-" The cables holding up Sara is the 'tower', "and set the Beauty free!" Trying in vain from yelling this out.
Jack set the broom down and started to untwist the wooden bar from the broom so he now has a staff-like weapon. "Well, I was getting fired anyway," He grinned. "Let's clean HOUSE!"
And in his excitement, as he said 'HOUSE!', he whipped his 'staff' to the side and knocked out a random scientist accidentally. "Oops."
Star face-palmed.
"Are you referring to Bumblebee?" A new voice whispered so low, Star almost missed it.
She looked around, but heard movement, above her.
Sara slowly lifted her head to look at them. She was still connected and still exposed. Jack freaked, having never heard her talk before. Star just stepped forward.
But before she could speak, Security swarmed the room and surrounded them.
Big. Mistake.
Sara knew exactly who they were referring to. For the last week, Jacks nicknames for them had stuck to the other employees and it didn't take long for Sara to figure out they were trying to reunite them.
And so… being part Allspark has it's advantages…
After being poked and prodded and used as the biggest stereotypical governmental lab experiment ever, Sara smirked.
Star looked up just in time to see Sara close her eyes in concentration. The lights started to flicker then the intercom started to go off, alerting the base of power failure, then power redirection. Star saw all the blue veins in Sara's body pulse and raw electricity shooting through the cables threatening Sara with an overload. The lights at the base of the room go dark, the computers shut down.
From the edge of the room, towards Sara, until the only light from the room came from the laser pointers of the guns (now slowly, hesitantly aimed at Sara), and the blue 'blood' fully charged and threatening to burst.
Then, a sound. A cord disengaged from her. Then another, and another. Gradually, she was lowered to the ground into a crouch with her head down and eyes closed.
"D-don't move! O-o-or we'll shoot." The most moronic of the guards declared over a megaphone.
Even in the dim lights, Jack and Star (backing away, knowing how the next minute is going to play out) can see Sara smirk…
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Bumblebee was outright furious! This whole time, Mr. Powell was in charge?! Just what were they REALLY doing to them! Why didn't Star tell him! Who knows what they were doing to Sari!
The lights went out.
"What now?" He groaned.
BOOOOMMMMM!
A massive explosion followed by lots and lots of guns firing.
He blinked.
The guards outside his door yelled something (the door made it sound muffled). He adjusted his audios and hacked into their radio.
Sara has escaped!
(More explosions and gunfire getting louder).
The door opened to reveal Dr. Noelson and that Janitor guy… Jack? She held a bag out to him as Jack leaned against the door with a long plastic pole. Is that from his broom?
"Here, you might want to change." She grinned as he grabbed it and pulled out-
"My hat!" The bag held all his clothes. "Why?" He asked, genuinely wanting to know. "Why are you helping us?"
"What?" Jack started. "You don't want out? Ok, Star give me the keys, I'll lock the door-" He started and she elbowed him.
"Wait! That's not what I meant." Bee lowered the bag. "Why are you helping us?"
All that can be heard are gunshots two halls away.
"Because it's the right thing to do." She said, leaving him even more confused. She turned around. "You changing or what?"
"Uh! Yes ma'am!"
Five minutes later, the inevitable: Sara skidded to a halt, Armor out with Energon swords blazing and thoroughly used. Her optics widened happily at seeing Bee, but they still company coming.
And Star thought she was ethereal before! She's never seen armor like that before in her life! Star just stood there, way past awestruck. Bee just looked like a lovesick fool of the gentlest kind. A look Jack can relate to. And now, as Sara gracefully whips her left hand toward that hall she came from –sword retracting, but not fully away- and into a machine gun, Jack now fully sees what Star does.
He put a hand on Bees shoulder. "Aren't you going to help her? Don't let her upstage you!" He grinned toothily.
"Hey!" Star huffed playfully. Bee just smiled then nodded.
He closed his eyes briefly before sprinting the short distance to Sara. He focused on his hands to transform into stingers. He shot his hands down the hall when he realized: They didn't transform. They were still hands!
He tried again. Nothing. Again. Nothing! His feet, the wheels! NOTHING! He can't Transform…
Jack yanked him back and took cover against the wall as Sara stood her ground.
"I can't transform anymore… I CAN'T TRANSFORM ANYMORE!"
SLAP
"Get a hold of yourself BEE! Now think! When they were doing the tests, did they mess with anything? Take something out or took apart?" Star huffed before grabbing his shoulders. "It couldn't have been much, You can still make electricity." Trying to calm him.
Bee took a moment to think.
"Well, there was that crash."
"Crash?"
"Yeah, Sara and I were about to cross the finish line of the last race of the season. Something hit our car and exploded causing us to crash and carried out in an Ambulance."
Stars' eyes widened, remembering that day a month ago. Her grip loosened. "That's why you were in that ambulance..?"
"Um guys!" Jack yelled, startling them. "They got us boxed in!"
To emphasize this, a few shots came from the other end of the hall and one hit Star point blank in the head.
Everyone froze as she fell to the ground. Not even a twitch…
Bee collapsed against the wall and fell to the floor, hand to his mouth. Jack just stood there, his 'staff' limp in his fingers.
Sara then whipped her right hand towards the ceiling. Gun retracting into her arm as her hand transformed and started to create a bright blue sphere that condensed smaller and smaller. Then she fired it and tore through several hundred meters towards the surface, about ten meters in diameter.
Sunlight started to trickle through the smoke and ash.
Jack tightened his grip. He stalked over to Bee and picked him up like a child.
"Hey! Put me down!" Jack ignored him and went straight to Sara (who was also picking up Star's limp body gingerly.)
"Can you get us out of here?" Jack asked as calmly as he can. Sara nodded and knelt down so he could climb her back and ride piggyback as she held Star bridal style. Sara looked to the sky and something blue came out of the side of her feet. And she jumped.
Higher and higher, past the surface, past the trees, almost touching the clouds.
Bee and Jack felt something shift on her back and then out came wings like a jet. And then they just hovered there, with Sumdac Tower in the distance and the sunset behind them.
Down below, they could see what looks like a small army preparing to strike.
"Sari?"
"I'm going to confront him." Protests galore. "You know what happens in the future! You know what he's like! And now he knows. I have to destroy the evidence. Nothing related to us can stay."
"But…" Jack started. Bee tried to talk, but his voice kept failing him.
"Sari's mother died when she was little." Bee started. Sara smiled.
"And now, her last memory of me will be of a totally awesome speed demon crossing the finish line," She looked at him "driving and equally awesome Bug." She started to cry blue tears. Bee just held her tighter as he too, cried blue tears.
She slowly lowered herself to tree level, acknowledging Powell, wordlessly telling him she's not going to run away. She set them down on of the taller trees. Jack got off first and Bee hopped down next to him. Sara turned and handed Star over to Jack.
Nothing needed to be said.
As she let her go, Bee looked away. She smiled sadly, cupping his chin to get him to look at her. He couldn't take it any more. He put his hands on both sides of her face and yanked her forward into a kiss as he cried.
Jack could only watch, the longer he kissed her, more and more electricity hovered around his body, the got absorbed into Sara. The subtle glow to his skin is gone and his skin no longer looks metallic.
And when he pulled away, even his eyes went back to normal.
"It's been quite a ride." She smirked at his bad joke.
"Y-yeah. And look, I think I see the checkered flag!" She put her hand above her eyes and looked towards the small army ready to fire. "It's all or nothing for 1st place, and I'm not sure if I can win this."
"You will." Jack spoke up, looking towards the tower instead. "Wouldn't want to let your fans down would you? And you still have that one cheerleader still waiting for you at the winners circle."
"Sari…" Bee smiled.
She took a deep breath and composed herself. "Alright! Race you!" And with that she jumped down, powered up her shoes again and skated away towards Powell.
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As the duo climbed down, they found themselves dodging bullets, Bee seemed impervious due to him being a machine, but Jack wasn't.
Not even 10 minutes later, Jack was hit with 6 bullets. Bee dragged him below a tree as a shelter and looked around to see if they were followed. When he looked back behind him, Jack sat, slumped against the dirt and roots. No longer breathing.
Bee punched the floor and silently screamed. He heard footsteps above them and hid next to his friends.
The soldiers were cheering. Sara was defeated. No… Annihilated. Nothing was left, her pieces scattered everywhere. The more they talked, the more he curled in on himself.
He wanted soo badly to get back at them! But… he had to go on, he had to tell Prime and the others what happened. They deserve that much. Sari was their friend too.
So for next few hours, he waited it out until he was sure they moved on.
And then, he ran. He ran towards home.
4 Years Later.
Everyone tried to live a normal life, even though it was pointless. After Bee explained what happened, well, you can expect their reactions. And strangely, Bee didn't react. The bumbling Bumblebee was quiet and detached.
He went back to bury their bodies, but they were gone, and he couldn't risk searching either.
Bee no longer wanted to race, or play games, even music. He just sighed and sat in a corner, wanting to be left alone.
That is, until the Blitzwing trio got fed up one day and dragged Bee into the city. Prime followed to make sure nothing happened, and (somehow, Prime STILL can't figure out how) the others got roped in as well. He gave a long suffering sigh, knowing nothing was going to get Bee out of this Funk. Then, they heard an alarm go off and something just clicked. It was S.U.V! The rag-tag villains teamed up! HOW did they really not notice their counterparts in the city?
And so, Prime just smiled and said something Megatron didn't even realized he missed hearing.
"Autobots! Transform and Roll Out!"
"Decepticons! Transform and Rise up!" Megatron followed, giving Prime a nod.
They cheered. Prowl and the Blitzwing trio grabbed the hubcaps off their getaway car, Bee picked up a crowbar, Prime grabbed his axe (from a fire truck when no one was looking a while back), Ratchet found a construction vehicle and yanked the tool box out of the arms of an unsuspecting worker and found his weapon of choice. Lugnut found a few of Archers' grenade arrows (and then yanked off the arrows and kept the grenades).
Blackarachnia merely looked smug while the others gave her space. She's gotten into the habit lately of having various guns and knives on her at all times since some drunk moron thought he could get her from behind. They never found his body…
Since the doors were barricaded, the glass wall were not. Bulkhead grabbed a metal trash can and threw it, breaking it down.
The fight was clearly one sided until the mere mention of the Autobots coming shortly, caused them to 'slip up and retreat' resulting in a 'hostage' situation they could get out of way too easily.
Sara's armor is a cross between these two pics I made:
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art/Sari-new-armor-Gimpified-382401346
"Let's clean HOUSE!" Is a quote I couldn't resist stealing from the Movie: Practical Magic.
Why Bee can't Transform is because when they first started messing with his insides, a Scientist made a rookie error and accidentally broke his T-Cog.
Bee may not be able to use his electricity or transform various parts of his body anymore, but that doesn't mean it isn't Superman (strenght-wise) or shange his eye color! *winkwink*