Hi, I know this is a tiny bit late…I'm sorry. Today was the first day of school so everything might be slower, I could do two things, I could have slow(er) updates, or double updates, where I post two chapters very close together. You decide what you'd rather have; I know it can also be annoying if an author posts to frequently, so yeah. Review what you'd rather have. Now, onwards!
Sage's POV:
The first thing I registered was the black, the endless endless blackness that surrounded me on all sides. Next, I registered the flaring pain, shooting from the left side of my head all the way down to my toes. The my eyes and sight and smell came flooding in. I worked for a minute to open my eyes, and bright light greeted them. I squinted and blinked, trying to discover my location and what was going on. My eyes finally zoomed into a correct detail and I recognized Ratchet's medical bay. My initial thought was, 'this place again. What did I do this time?' and then quickly came to the conclusion that the second question was a little more important. How did I wind up here?
I remembered Antonio, and a boat. We were crossing the water in a storm, trying to get to NEST. But then the memory is jarred by a quick sharp pain and a blinding flash of light. That was it. I was trying to get to someone… who again? Another memory came to mind, another Autobot. He was different from Ratchet, black and white paint, with red crest on the helm, and wing like structures on his back. Immediate comfort came at the image, but why? I struggled to remember when the doors slid open. I looked up from where I was laying.
"Sage. You're awake. How are you feeling?" Ratchet asked from the doorway.
"In pain." I admitted.
"Well, Prowl will be glad to know you're awake." He noted, walking over to check my vitals.
"Prowl?" I asked, the name ringing a very familiar bell. He looked back in shock, and worry.
"Sage, name everyone you remember." He instructed me suddenly.
"Um, well you. And Antonio and Jazz. Optimus, The twins, Bumblebee, Ironhide, Bluestreak, Wheeljack, Mirage." I continued until I named every Autobot, and several of the humans at base.
"Not Prowl." Ratchet muttered to himself.
"Were you aware you got struck by lightning?" He asked me.
"No! I do remember a bright flash in my memory though. Who's Prowl, the name rings a bell." I told him.
"Prowl was your guardian. I think the lightning must have struck you're central thought process area, so because you were closest with Prowl, you don't remember him. But since everyone else was not your center of attention, you remember them." He explained. I contemplated this.
"Can you bring him in here? Because I do vaguely remember someone…" I trailed off. Ratchet activated his comm. We waited and after a few minutes, where Ratchet silently monitored my vitals, we waited. At last the door slid open and the bot from the image in my head walked through the doors. He stared at me for a few seconds before he said hesitantly.
"Sage?"
I looked him over, and his image and name began to piece together.
"Prowl?" I asked.
"Do you remember me?" He asked worriedly. I racked my brain until it hurt. A memory was trying to force it's way to the front of my brain.
It would have been a peaceful night, if the sky hadn't exploded.
Quite literally. Blue waves of explosion suddenly shot through the sky with a loud bang, scaring me so bad I fell over and my heart gave a jolt so bad it hurt. MC whistled and hid behind me as something black began to fall from the center of the blue explosion. It was hurtling straight towards us.
"MC MOVE!" I screamed suddenly and grabbing his metal fingers I dragged him off the field and behind a tree. The object smashed into the ground so hard I felt the Earth tremble. It skidded and I heard flames and sparks being thrown everywhere. I held onto MC so tight I thought I might accidently hurt him. When the trembling stopped all I could hear was a bunch of steam hissing from the friction. We slowly crawled out from our hiding spot to see a huge black pod steaming in the middle of the carnage from the field. MC looked at it intently for a little while, and then with a little excited click he raced towards the pod.
"MC! Wait!" I called taking off after him. But too late, the pod doors opened and a huge silhouette slowly came stumbling out. Sorry did I say huge, I meant enormous. It was another robot. Same type of build as MC. Same species.
"MC, you didn't tell me you where short for your species." I scolded him taking a nervous step back.
He shrugged and then pointed at the bots arm where a face like his, resided. The bot took another shaking step forward and I was able to see his face. It looked strong and smart; it was mostly white with red crests. His blue eyes…optics? Whatever. They were super dim, which meant that he was weak.
"P-please…h-help…" He said before beginning to crash to the Earth...
"You're a girl who got kidnapped; I'm the police officer that rescued you. I'll get you anything you need and bill it to the local police station." Prowl told me. I raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"No… I'm a girl who met a robot alien and got dragged into a war, got attacked by a bounty hunter, and am helping my alien friend find his comrades." I corrected him.
"It's a cover, so we can get you what you need without cash." Prowl explained. I nodded slowly and then a smile spread over my face.
"Thank you so much officer, I was so terrified." I said in a tiny little acting voice. He smiled.
"It was my honor." He replied heroically.
"You're a policeman not a samurai." I teased. He rolled his blue eyes and we walked to the store…"
Sage?" a voice groaned. I gasped and turned around to see Prowl hanging from the ceiling by chains.
"Primus, Prowl. Are you ok, we're going to get you out of here." I said running over.
"No, go, get out of here. Too dangerous. Find Jazz." Prowl said with a cough.
"I tired Prowl, I did. He wouldn't listen to me, I tried but…" I stopped feeling my eyes getting hot.
"Sage, you did good. Just leave, before you get hurt." He groaned.
"I'm not leaving this ship until i have you with me, or I'm dead." I said firmly. Prowl just sighed and then gave another cough…..
"So Jazz, ya got a room here?" I asked him. He smiled and led us out of the .
"Gotta warn'ya though, mah room may come a bit o a surprise." He told me walking down the hall.
"Why, is it all messy?" I joked. He smiled a little mischievously.
"Not exactleh." He answered, and pushed a door open. My eyes were momentarily blinded as we stepped inside.
"Ah 'ave a few decorations." He said grinning and plopping down on a Cybertronian bed. I turned in circles as I looked at everything covering Jazz's walls.
Posters of bands, AC/DC, Linkin Park, Twenty One Pilots, Queen and many others I didn't even recognize. He also had a full set DJ board in one corner and shoved into one corner, a desk.
"Jazz." Prowl said, noticing the desk.
"Somethin' wrong Prowler?" Jazz asked him with a sheepish grin.
"Is that your work desk?" Prowl asked pointing.
"Ah, that is. Ah don' use it to much anehmore." Jazz explained. Prowl just pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.
"Come one Tic-tac, I bet your room never looked this good." I challenged. Prowl just scoffed and rolled his hard blue optics.
"Tic-tac?" Jazz asked. We both froze. I smiled and Prowl sat down on the berth next to Jazz with his face in his hands.
"Third in command is TIC, and he's a TAC officer. So…. Tic-tac. You do know what a-" I began to explain.
"Slag yeah Ah know what a Tic-tac is. Prowler, she has 'the gift.'" Jazz said with an excitant look in his optics.
"Nooo…." Prowl moaned and fell backwards in unhappiness. Jazz laughed and jabbed Prowl in the doorwing, which made him flinch and hiss. Which made me laugh really hard, which then made my sides hurt.
"Wait wait, whats the gift?" I asked between laughs.
"No ones been able ta give Prowler a nickname without bein' slagged, everyone cept me o course. And ya jus' come along and call 'im Tic-tac. Well, thas certainly somethin' it means Prowler likes ya." Jazz said swinging his feet back and forth. He then turned and looked down at Prowl.
"Ah look, he's all blue in tha faceplates." Jazz said poking his friend. Prowl groaned again in response.
"Blue in the- Wait. You guys can BLUSH!" I shouted in excitement. Jazz snickered and continued poking Prowl. I walked over to the berth and Jazz lifted me up. I walked over to Prowls head and peered at him upside down. Prowl had fully covered his face with his servos so Jazz grabbed his servos and pushed his friend on his back. Prowl was breathing hard trying to resist his friends pushing and I bit her lip trying not to laugh. I pulled out her cellphone and snapped a picture of Prowl, who was completely blue with embarrassment.
"I swear you're both going to be the end of me." He muttered earning another laugh from both of them.
"Come on Tic-tac, Jazz and I saved your sorry aft." I protested with a smile.
"Where did you learn that word." Prowl asked in surprise.
"…You…" I answered blankly. He turned blue again and his head dropped back in defeat. Jazz smiled and said,
"Ya know, We jus' might be ok."
"Prowl…. Prowl!" I said, as memories flooded my brain.
"Tic-tac!" I shouted happily.
"The one and only." He answered. I smiled widely. Prowl looked over to Ratchet and he gave Prowl an assuring nod.
Prowl activated his holoform and walked over to me, he knelt down to my level.
"I will never let anything like this happen to you again." He whispered. I held back a few burning tears, and overcame myself by throwing my arms around his neck. He was startled for a second before wrapping his arms around me and returning the embrace.
"I'll try to do less stupid things." I whispered back. He pulled away at this.
"You'd better, don't even get me started on all the times you're brilliant ideas have gotten one of us in deep slag." He scolded.
"Like, may I ask why you came and found me, when you're instructions were to get to safety." He asked, staring me down.
"I wanted to make sure you were alright." I protested. He scoffed and then followed with a recognizable smirk. I smiled upon seeing it.
"You're trouble. But you're definitely worth it." He muttered to me. My smile only grew.
"Someone is smiley today." He noted.
"Someone is happy you were here waiting for me." I corrected.
"Alright lovebirds, break it up. Nothing mushy in my med bay, out Prowl." Ratchet told him, waving a wrench around in the air. Prowl turned an odd shade of blue in his holoform and made his way to the exit.
"Bye Prowl." I called, he turned to wave and instead found himself ducking a flying wrench.
"By Sage!" He called over his shoulder as he raced from the room.
"Hey Ratchet, is MC here?" I asked, remembering my little friend.
"I think so." Ratchet answered.
"You think so?" I asked hesitantly.
"You see, after you got captured, he got angry at himself and disappeared one day, some humans have spotted him once in awhile, but his comm. is off. We think he's still hiding out around base. Seems to think it was his fault. He'll be glad to know you're back." Ratchet explained.
"Poor MC." I whispered to myself, feeling a little guilty.
"You know, I could use the intercom and signal the whole base that you're awake, but you might get more visitors than MC." Ratchet told me.
"Oh would you, I don't want him to hide because of me." I agreed. Ratchet nodded and pressed a button.
"MC, if you can here this, Sage is awake and well, she wants to see you. If you can here, come to the medical bay." His voice echoed through the halls and rooms. We waited in the silence again. I once again heard the doors slid open.
"MC?" I asked looking towards the door. It wasn't him.
"Oh, hi Antonio, they let you stay?" I asked. He nodded and walked over.
"Feeling alright?" He asked, glancing nervously at Ratchet.
"Not really, but I'll get better." I answered.
"Well, I just wanted to check in. And…well…say sorry. For everything, I was most definitely wrong about you, and NEST and the Autobots. Also, thank you. You made me…you make people better." He said.
"Friends then?" I asked holding out a hand.
"Friends." He agreed shaking it.
"I'll see you around, Sage." He told me, before waving and walking back out. I smiled lightly after him, and briefly wondered if it would have been different with Markus or Liam. Hopefully, they get better.
It wasn't a few minutes later, when the door opened again. But this time it was Jazz.
"Jazz!" I said happily, even though I felt slight disappointment that it wasn't MC.
"How ya doin' L'il Lady?" He asked me, before activating his holoform.
"Not super great." I answered, again wincing at the pain in my left side.
"Jus' wanna check in an all, hope ya doin' bettah soon, Prowler was sure worried 'bout'cha. Did'e already see ya?" Jazz asked.
"Yeah, he was in here a while ago." I answered.
"Thahs good. Well Sage, gotta say, yer one tough l'il warrior." He told me.
"Thanks Jazz." I replied with a smile, he was always so positive.
"Well, gotta lot o scrap to catch up on, hope ya do betteh li'l lady, don' ya give up kay." Jazz told me.
"I hope your joking. I would never give up." I protested lightly.
"Ah know ya wouldn't." He agreed with a smile, and after flicking up his visor he left, with a two fingered salute on his way out. I returned it, even though I knew he couldn't see.
I waited again.
The doors slowly slid open for a third time.
"MC!" I asked excitedly. A little low whistle confirmed it.
"MC, I missed you so much!" I said excited. He only cast those glowing blue optics downwards in defeat.
"Come over here little guy." I told him, it a quieter voice. He walked over, each step slow and sad. He stopped in front of my bed.
"MC, I don't blame you for one single thing. It wasn't your fault. It was my decision. Where's the happy little guy I know?" I asked sadly, looking down at him. He looked up at me slowly, with long optics. Optics that wanted to be hopeful, but were scared to be.
"MC, do you have the book I was reading you?" I asked him. He nodded and pulled it out of subspace.
"I leaned over, and ignoring the pain picked him up and set him on the bed next to me. He looked up at me in surprise. I just took the book and opened it to the book mark. He still looked sad, through the first chapter I read, but I slowly slipped away as I continued reading.
The worry and fear left, and was replaced by an intent look wanting to know what happens next. And as I read I did wonder what would happen next, with Prowl and I. What horrific turn of events will the universe throw us into next.
I found out in about a second.
"Sage." Ratchet called to me. I looked up.
"I was looking over the injuries. You're going to need a wheelchair." He said with a slightly sad tone.
And my heart skipped several beats.
I'm sorry, awful cliffy. Just horrible of me. I'll give a spoiler for those of you to worried about what might happen. If you don't like spoilers, don't read it.
She will not permanently need a wheelchair.
Shout outs!
Knockout Starscream, thanks, I don't know if you will dislike or like where I'm going with this, but don't worry, you're bound to be surprised
Calliope-Beautiful Voiced, Prowl is always cute when worried ; ) I added what happened to MC in this chapter, and you will find out pretty soon why he's so 'popular' among the Decepticons, I just need to give my characters a one to two chapter break from all their crazy adventured.
Another amazing thank you to my wonderful favs fols and reviews and readers. I fairly certain most of you are still reading this, if you're still reading, and you still like it, or you have any comments, review it and let me know. I don't know if there are still people enjoying this story.
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