35: The Adventures of Little Riley!
Chapter 35 - Autobot or Decepticon
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Transformers Prime or the franchise. All characters (except Riley/Raina) belong to Hasbro.
::Hello:: - Bumblebee Talking
"Hello" - Normal Talking
'Hello' - Thoughts
*Hello* - Cybertronian Talking
=Hello= - Over the phone or Comm
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(Riley/Raina's POV)
Everything was dark. Muffled noises becoming louder and clearer. When I could finally open my eyes, I had to shut them quickly. The light shone brightly, making me tear up. What even happened?
I attempted opening my eyes again, they adjusted to my surroundings. My whole body was sore and stiff, aching if I moved. But I tried to ignore the pain and sit myself up. The noises clearer now. They were voices, the bots mostly. They were arguing about something but I couldn't tell what. I could feel myself on a gurney, didn't know the bots had one.
"You're awake! I was so worried!" A familiar voice called out, warping her arms around me.
"What...happened? How long have I been knocked out?" I asked, fully sitting up now.
"The bots say you sent a distress signal from the Nemesis. When they got there, you blacked out. They managed to get you out of there but they've been arguing ever since." Jack spoke up, walking towards the two girls.
"Distress signal? I never sent a distress signal." This was...confusing. I was on the Nemesis, my place of safety, and I called for help?
"Well that's what they said." Jack shrugged his shoulders.
"What's the last thing you remember?" Raf piped in.
"Uh...I don't know. Everything seems so misplaced and parts are missing. The last thing I remember was leaving base. I don't know why though. Then I woke up here." I recollected.
"You left base 2 days ago, you remember nothing since then?" Miko asked in disbelief.
I nodded my head, unsure my self. I couldn't remember anything from the past 2 days? Memory issues, of course.
"Here, they managed to grab your bag." Miko handed me my backpack.
I thanked her, rummaging through to find my phone. Maybe that could help. Wait...who were these people? The group chat said 'Buffalo Peeps' but I didn't know anyone from there. I haven't even been there. I've never left Jasper actually, surprisingly. Aside from being on the Nemesis and wherever it would be.
But now I couldn't remember anything before 8 AND after that too! Not even school for the second part. What was happening.
"Your friends missed ya, 99+ notifications." Miko whistled at the number.
"Friends?" I asked. Did she know something I didn't?
"Yeah, your friends from Buffalo. Ya know? The ones you made when you lived there?"
Miko was speaking alien to me, what was she talking about?
"I've never been there." I replied.
The three kids exchanged worried looks which confused me even more!
"Do you remember being here at base?" Jack asked.
"Of course, though I can't seem to remember ever talking to the bots often. Weird huh?" I laughed nervously but they weren't smiling or laughing.
"Guys, what's wrong?" I asked.
"Optimus! The cons did something to Raina!" Miko suddenly shouted.
The bots arguing stopped at that as Optimus made his way over. The team following close behind.
"How so Miko?" Optimus asked.
"Raina, do you remember leaving the base one day with Optimus?" Miko asked suddenly turning to me.
I shook my head. She continued to ask questions. The bots watching, reacting negatively at my answers. Shock, confusion, worry, that stuff.
"Remember when Ratchet forced you to show the metal on your skin?"
"I have metal on my skin?" I asked, looking over my body.
"Remember when you, Jack, and Bee snuck out to race?"
"Sort of, I remember arriving there and the talk Optimus gave afterwards but not the race itself."
"Do you remember when we told you about Riley?" Miko asked her final question.
"Who's Riley? That sounds like a nice name." It was, truly, a pretty sweet name.
The bots were just watching, worried and horrified that I couldn't answer these questions with certainty.
"See? The cons did something to her!" Miko gestured her hands towards me, facing the Autobots.
"Why would the cons hurt one of their own?" Arcee sneered.
"You...know? Wait do you all know? Oh gosh I'm gonna die." I started to panic but Miko was by my side, promising I wasn't going to.
Yeah, I wasn't going to die. Totally, these 5 giant, sentient, robotic, organisms being here and all. Nope, totally safe. Wasn't going to get crushed at all.
::You don't remember telling me or Optimus or Miko?:: Bee asked in his little beeps.
"Why would I tell you?" I asked, still panicking.
"I don't care if she's a con or not, look what they did to her!" Bulkhead shouted angrily.
"Raina, I'm going to run a scan alright?" Ratchet calmly told me, getting down on one knee.
I nodded my head as the others continued to argue once more. So they were arguing about me being a Decepticon? How did they find out?
"Scrap!" Ratchet hissed. I looked up at him as his scanner started to malfunction.
I looked down at my backpack as Racthet walked away to gather tools. I saw a folded piece of paper inside, one I didn't remember putting there so I plucked it out. Apparently the Riley girl wrote it. But it had my dogs name there. And my name. This wasn't making sense, nothing did anymore.
"Miko, look." I told her, handing her the letter.
"It's from Riley. How do you get this?" Miko asked, showing the paper.
"I don't know, it was just in my bag." I replied.
The 3 kids read what it said while I just rummaged in my backpack more. Nothing but school work and my hoodie. I decided to put it on and listen to what the bots were saying.
"Optimus, you and Bee knew and didn't think to tell us a Decepticon was among us?!" Arcee shouted.
"She isn't like them Arcee. I know it. Besides she's just a kid." Bulkhead defended me.
"She has also been lied to and manipulated by Megatron. She is only apart of them now because of her friends." Optimus also added.
"Exactly, she's friends with them." Arcee retorted.
::Someone's friendships doesn't define who they are Arcee! She's nice! And you know about her being present 3 years ago. She's young and didn't know.:: Bee tried saying in an understanding tone.
"I'm just-" "Worried for the team? We all are but she isn't a threat Arcee. She is well far away from being a Decepticon." Optimus finished for her.
"Yeah besides, she's on our side now." Bulkhead said a bit cheerful.
"I'm still not sure, I mean, we have always been told not to be trustworthy with a con. Because they have proven that they can't be, why is she different? She saw their true colours but had do we know she changed because of it? What if she's pretending?" Arcee made fair points and arguments, it scared me.
"We don't know and we can only hope." Optimus responded. I knew even he was backed up into a corner.
"She's gotten to you guys." Arcee suddenly went back to being defensive instead of confused.
"What do you mean?" Bulkhead asked.
"Isn't it obvious? You're her guardian, obviously you would defend her. And she knew Bee from 3 years ago and made amends. Then she and Optimus left base one day and have been closer ever since. She hasn't gotten close to me and mess with my processor."
Oh no. Wrong place wrong time, very big coincidence. Why did she have to make points that couldn't be easily countered. This wasn't looking good and they would 180 on me...
"Arcee, it's not my fault Bulkhead got picked as my guardian. And it's also not my fault Bee wanted to apologize for using me 3 years ago. Plus Optimus was feeling down one day because of something I brought up, so being a good friend, I helped him out." I actually managed to counter, butting into the conversation/argument.
"I know you don't trust me and you should be cautious. I mean I'm friends with your eons old enemies. But I don't know what you mean by seeing their true colours, I've only ever seen them being friendly towards me or doing their job within the Nemesis."
"You don't remember when Bee went inside Megatron's brain to get a cure?" Jack asked.
"Or when he was in Bee's mind?" Raf also added.
"A cure? Why did Bumblebee risk going in Megatron's head for a cure?" I asked, still confused Bee even went inside Megatron's mind.
"They seriously wiped you clean." Miko said, placing her hands on my shoulders, staring at me sadly.
I knew I was supposed to be sad at this fact but I wasn't. But seeing Miko sad made me upset. I couldn't bare seeing my friends hurt. Especially her.
"Ratchet, would it be possible to reverse what they did?" Optimus asked the medic who was still fixing his scanner on his arm.
"I don't know, she's a human. I'm not a medic for humans, in case you didn't know Optimus." Ratchet was just getting annoyed at his futile repairs.
"If the cons wiped her memory, couldn't that mean the cons found a way? So that means it can be reversed." Bulkhead asked.
"You guys don't have to help me." I quickly spoke up.
"No, what they did crosses the line." Bulkhead told me.
::We will find a way to help you, for now, we can try and remind you.:: Bumblebee offered.
"It's also best you remain here in case the Decepticon's are looking for you." Optimus spoke up.
"I have to stay here? For how long?" I asked.
"Until we are certain you're safe." Optimus replied.
(How the tables turned! She left and was told until it was safe she couldn't return. Now she has to stay with them until it is safe to leave!)
"Lucky, you get to sleepover. Guess you gotta tell your parents." Miko sounded bummed, which made me feel a bit better about the situation.
"I would need a few things then, mind if I go back home?"
"Autobots, drop your charges off for the night, seeing as its nearly time anyway. Bulkhead, drop Miko off first then return with Raina." Optimus instructed the bots.
Jack and Arcee were the first to leave, then Raf and Bee. Then Bulkhead, Miko, and I, close behind them all. After saying goodbye to my BFF, we went to my house in record time.
"Bulkhead, you think the others were talking about me behind their backs? Do they actually like me?" I asked.
"Hey, don't be hard on yourself. And of course they like you. Arcee still does, she just needs to process and she'll warm up again. Excited to stay overnight?" Bulkhead always knew how to cheer me up, it was amazing. He was basically the equivalent of Breakdown.
"Yeah, though it feels like it was an excuse to keep me captive."
"What? Why would we do that?"
"Because I'm a Decepticon. You currently have a con inside your alt and your telling me you won't just let me go free willy nilly."
"I'm not going to with your so called 'friends' possibly hunting you down. Why are you with them still? You're clearly on our side."
"I'm not sure, I just have those few friends within their ranks and I guess I'm afraid to lose them. I would be an Autobot in a heartbeat though."
"Listen, don't let friends hold you back from making choices. I'm sure you can see them, con or not. I understand where you're coming from, wanting to be with those your closest to, but don't let any of them stop you."
"But the thing is, I'm close to you all equally. Knockout, Breakdown, and maybe Soundwave, really mean a lot to me. You guys as well I guess, even if I don't remember talking a lot to you guys."
"One of your friends are Breakdown?" He suddenly asked.
"Oh yeah, right. Yeah he is, I'm not sure what you two got going on and why you hate each other but to me, he is the nicest and softest con ever. Kinda like you. If you think about it real hard, you two could be the same mech."
"Ok, you comparing me to my rival and saying we're the same? That's just wrong. Maybe you should be a con." He joked.
We both started to laugh just as we rolled up to my house. "I'll be five minutes." I hopped out and ran up to the front door, opening it quietly.
I called out for my parents but they were unresponsive. I went upstairs and into their room, only to find them sleeping. Rachel and Lawerence were the definition of a cute and perfect couple. So I left quietly and went back downstairs.
I got a piece of paper and wrote a note for them, saying I was at a friends house sleeping over and that I would text them as soon I could in the morning.
Taking the note, I placed it down on the countertop in the kitchen. Out of instinct, I turned around to where Collette once slept. I started to tear up, it's only been 5 days but I don't remember two of them so it only felt like 3 days ago she slipped away.
Shaking my head and wiping away the few tears that escaped, I sneakily went to my room. I grabbed a blanket and pillow, pjs, and a flashlight. I put the everything, but the pillow, in a spare backpack before heading downstairs again. Then I went to my backyard.
I looked up at the stars, shining and twinkling, standing out from the dark sky. I went over to my tree house after admiring the stars. I went up and sat inside. I just needed a minute in my little fortress of solitude before getting trapped within the Autobot base.
I leaned back, using my arms as support as I looked around the inside. I remember coming here with Miko, doing my homework in silence, even trapping Collette up here one time. It was hard to get her up and down due to her not being a small dog at all but it was totally worth it.
I shifted my hand which led the floorboard beneath it to sink a bit. Curious, I looked down and saw a bit of an opening. I got on my knees and pried the floorboard away, tossing it aside. Underneath were two boxes I did not know about at all.
Grabbing them both, I examined them. One said 'memory box' while the other was smaller. Before I could examine them, I heard distant beeping. I put the two boxes in my bag, put that on, and climbed down. I searched around, trying to follow the beeps. When it was practically blaring, I looked around until I saw a flashing light. Without a second thought, I ran away from it and towards my treehouse again but more behind it then to it.
And when the beeping got faster, I didn't even get a chance to think about what would happen because it did.
I got pushed back into the fence, my side slamming with force into it.
My vision became fuzzy, my ears were ringing, and all I saw was fire. My home was completely engulfed in the inferno, already radiating with extreme heat. I scrambled to my feet and looked in horror.
I felt like an old fear rose up but I don't remember being afraid of fires or explosions. But it still felt like it.
Before I could think any further, I felt Bulkhead wrap his servos around me. He had transformed and ran to my backyard, thankful to see me standing in shock.
He transformed again and drove off as fast as he could. We reached the base in record time, like 3 minutes instead of the usual 10.
Once skirting to a stop inside base, he let me out. I was still in shock and mentally just left his alt. Then he started to gush over me, asking if I was ok. Optimus and Ratchet were questioning what happened but it was all white noise to me after a while.
Then the wave of grief and realization hit me. My parents were in there, and they couldn't have survived that. Without warning, I just broke out in tears, getting on my knees and wailing in emotional pain. I didn't care what the others thought or saw of me, I lost two people that have been there for me for as long as I knew.
I could feel Bulkhead pick me up and hold me close to his beating spark. It was calm and soothing but it didn't even lay a dent in the wall of emotional sadness that overcame me. But surrounding voices became clear again, all I could do was listen and be unable to respond or answer.
"Bulkhead, explain what happened." Optimus spoke up.
"I dropped her off so she could get her stuff, a few mins later, the house just...blew up. I went into the back and luckily she was there. Looked like she saw a ghost so I grabbed her and left." Bulkhead explained.
"I understand her crying for her home being destroyed but does she have to cry like that? It's like she lost her family." Ratchet grumbled.
It's like I found my words, my crying coming to abrupt pause. I wasn't angry at Ratchet, surprisingly, but I took the opportunity to tell him...I did.
"R-Ratchet...my p-parents w-were in th-there...they died..." I managed to stutter, facing them all.
Ratchet's look of annoyance washed away, replaced by a sympathetic look. Optimus and Bulkhead had the same expression after slight shock.
Just then, the other two guardians returned, to a certainly interesting scene I could say. Me, crying horrendously in Bulkhead's servos as Ratchet and Optimus stood there.
::What did...we miss?:: Bee questioned slowly, unsure if he should be talking right now.
"Raina's home blew up with her parents inside." Ratchet told them.
"The house just, blew up?" Arcee asked.
"Raina, did you know the house was going to?" Optimus asked.
I shook my head. "I...heard beeping then I saw a flashing red light. I just ran but got blown back." I told them slowly and quietly.
They all looked deep in thought, coming up with one explanation.
"Decepticons." Optimus said, speaking for every bot.
"If they didn't cross the line before, they passed it further now." Bulkhead's tone shifting into anger.
I could feel his spark pulse faster, maybe a bit stronger. He was probably getting super angry now, and I was a bit scared since he currently held me.
"Let me take her before you do something regrettable." Ratchet's servos wrapped around me as he backed away slowly. He held me close to his chassis now, as I watched Bulkhead's anger boil up all the way.
::Why don't you and I go to the hanger to blow off this steam.:: Bumblebee suggested, using his arm to guide Bulkhead away. The big mech didn't even deny or refuse, just going along with it.
Once those two were gone, it was only the 4 of us.
"Are you feeling ok Raina?" Arcee asked.
I shook my head, unable to speak anymore. This felt all to familiar. Me crying in Ratchet's arms as bots watched, during the night as well.
"Is she ok?"
"I walked by her room and asked if she was ok, then she started to cry. I'm trying everything but nothing seems to work."
"D-Da-Daddy...I-I d-don't wanna g-go."
"We know sweetspark."
"Riley, did we ever say you're leaving us for good? No. So don't think or act like you are. We will always be here for you. You know that."
I wasn't sure where these voices were coming from but I didn't stop them or block them out. The last voice's words seemed so comforting. Like it was something I needed to hear.
I had been so caught up in my emotions, that I only started to feel the bruises forming under my hoodie sleeve. I instinctively rolled my right arm sleeve up, revealing the purple, brown, and blue markings.
"Is it broken?" Ratchet asked, startling me a bit. He was currently looking down at me.
I shook my head, touching it carefully to see if it hurt on contact. It did, naturally I hissed in pain. I had to tell myself to stop touching it cause no matter where I touched, it hurt like hell.
"Here, might as well get yourself comfortable." Ratchet walked me over to the human area and carefully placed me down.
By now, Optimus and Arcee were talking, Ratchet joining in with them. I could hear the loud crashing and banging from Bulkhead. He was mad. I wonder how Bee is handling that mess. Now what was I supposed to do?
Turns out the cons allegedly blew my home and parents up. Now I was stuck at the base for who knows how long. I went from being a girl with a happy life to an orphan filled with betrayal, her freedom taken away. I just sat on the couch and brought my legs to my chest, staring at the blank, dark T.V.
I took off my backpack and got out my phone to check the time. 11pm at night. I closed it again, sighing as I flopped my back on the couch. I rested my legs on the makeshift coffee table, my arms limp either side of me, as I stared at the ceiling. I've never felt so empty and voided of emotions before.
I heard Bulkhead coming back in alongside Bee, you could feel him mote relaxed this time from the other side of the room.
::You feeling ok Raina?:: Bee asked, walking past Bulkhead.
I didn't feel any better than when I arrived at base, but nodded anyway.
::Do you...wanna do something to pass the time?:: He asked hesitantly.
I didn't know anything else to do so why not. I nodded my head again, making eye contact with him. His big blue optics stared at me, trying to give off positivity. I would have smiled but Bulkhead storming off distracted me.
"I'll talk to him." Arcee huffed. She went after him as Optimus and Ratchet kept talking.
Bee and I ended up playing video games and talking about Cybertron. He was shocked about how much I already knew but impressed. I could tell Ratchet was half listening to our conversation, his facial expressions giving him away. Eventually, Bee had to get recharge alongside Optimus and the rest of the team. Except Ratchet, he stayed up for a while longer.
I got myself comfy on the couch, but I couldn't sleep. I wanted to and was extremely tired but my eyes and mind refused. So I sat back up and sighed heavily.
"Trouble sleeping?" Ratchet asked.
Since when did Mr Grumpy care? But I'm kinda glad he does right now.
"Yeah..."
Then it was just silence as Ratchet was finishing up on whatever he usually did.
"Ratchet?" I suddenly called out.
He hummed in response. "Why me?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" Ratchet looked at me confused.
"Why did I get caught up with the cons? And why are they doing this?" I clarified.
"They are just evil beings who were getting desperate to win a silly war. You were just unfortunate, somehow getting in their ranks."
"But there has to be a reason right? I doubt they would pick some random kid."
"I'm not sure Raina. How did you even meet them?" He asked, turning back to his work.
"I...don't know. I just woke up there and Megatron told me about your kind. Ever since then, I believed they were my friends cause of how they treated me. But I don't see them like that anymore. Except two of them."
"And who are those two?"
"Knockout and Breakdown. They've been like BFFs to me. Talking about our problems, joking around, venting, everything you would do with a friend." I started to think of all the good times I had with them. It made me smile slightly but it disappeared quicker than it appeared.
Ratchet only hummed again, in response. I sighed at that and rested myself back down again.
"Ratchet, how come you aren't getting recharge?" I asked.
"I have to finish something here, besides I don't go into recharge this early."
"Early?" I laughed slightly at that. "Midnight is early to you?"
"I'm used to staying up later, so yes, it is."
"Well, I'm no doctor like you but surely that isn't healthy. Used to it or not, it deteriorates your systems."
"A 15-year-old human is telling me, a medic, that my recharge habits aren't healthy? That's new." He started to chuckle at that, finding it amusing.
"Well, aren't I right?" I asked snidely.
"As much as I hate to admit it, yes." Ratchet gave in, still amused.
"Then go get recharge you stubborn, old, mech."
"I'm not that old. Stubborn, yes. But am I going to listen to you after that? Nope."
"You are very stubborn. Like an old man." I got up and stuck my tongue out at him. He smirked before rolling his optics.
A couple of hours later, he finally went to his berthroom. That left me in the dark, within a massive room, alone. It wasn't scary or creepy but it just felt weird. It's not everyday you have a sleepover in an abandoned missile silo that contained 5 massive government secrets.
I kept turning from my back, to my sides, to my stomach, all in hopes to find a position that would put me to sleep. I was even considering knocking myself out via a blunt object. But knowing me, I wouldn't actually do that, as much as I wanted too.
Maybe I could try and find the source. Insomnia? Nah. Homesick? Maybe. Grief? Not too far fetched. Doubts? That stuck out better than the rest so that probably was it. But doubts about what? What could I possibly be doubting? My choice of sides? Again, that stands out so must be it.
I was a Decepticon but everyone else, including myself, believed I was more Autobot than con. I certainly did want to be an Autobot, for many reasons. I trusted them more, cared for them, acted like them, and I felt safer with them. So why did I not want to leave the Decepticons? Maybe cause I've known them longer, they taught me everything, leaving them meant I was betraying them, and I don't like hurting others. Also because of my two friends, what if I never saw them again? What if they didn't want to be my friend because of joining the bots? What if they try to hurt me because their mad?
I felt very stuck, in between two decisions that mattered a whole lot. Why couldn't I just stay out of this stuff? Maybe I could quit this, all together. But then I'd be hurting both sides and I'm too soft to let that happen. Shame I can't be both...that would solve everything and let me get sleep.
I kept laying in the dark, waiting for my sleep but nothing. I wasn't going to get up and go to one of the bots like a child either. But a pulsing blue light caught my attention. It came from my bag, I opened it up and one of the boxes were the source. It shone so bright, I worried about the bots seeing it somehow.
I quickly ducked between the couch and coffee table, covering the light with my body while trying to figure out what it was doing. It was like a heartbeat, shining instead of beating. It felt warm in my hands, giving off a relaxing aura, melting down icy walls I put up to escape my grief.
"You must remember, it isn't too late." A voice suddenly boomed out. It was soft yet it held power.
For some reason, I shushed a crystal. Never had I thought I would shush an object for speaking.
"What are you talking about?" I asked whispering, a bit annoyed and nervous.
"Do you remember you're name?" It asked, clearly not taking my shushing advice.
"My name is Raina Hayes." I responded, still whispering.
"Child, you don't remember either of your identities? The world has truly been harsh on you. I can help if you wish."
"Get help from a talking crystal? This is crazy. I must've fallen asleep and now I'm dreaming. Or I'm going crazy, this isn't happening." I started looking around the room, looking for a sign this wasn't real. First voices now talking crystals.
"I have tried in the past to bring you back to your old self. But you had left your family by then and it was too late. Now I can resume the process, it won't be painful anymore."
"What are you talking about? Who are you?" I asked, raising my tone.
"You will know soon."
"Soon? What about now? If you want to 'help' me, then I need to know who you are!" I had gone from a rising tone to straight out shouting.
I placed the crystal on the wooden surface, crossing my arms and staring at it. This felt so weird, sternly talking to some guy or object like a mother.
The glowing stopped, just leaving it lifeless. I arched an eyebrow, expecting it to talk again.
"Hello?" No answer.
"Raina, are you alright?" I whipped around and saw Optimus. His optics were glowing softly, like he had been disrupted from his recharge. A good one as a matter of fact.
"Uh, yeah. Sorry Optimus. I didn't mean to wake you..."
"It's ok Raina, were you talking to someone?"
Was I just supposed to tell him a crystal was glowing and talking to me? I sound crazy already with the voices! But I trust him, maybe now was time to tell him everything. Not the others though.
"I've been...hearing things. It didn't scare me but I don't understand them." I began, nervously looking down.
I saw the illuminating light from his optics brighten, like he was more awake now.
"What have you been hearing?" He asked soothingly, walking closer. He hadn't notice the necklace yet so thank goodness.
"Voices. Yours, the bots, and others unknown."
He didn't respond at first, probably thinking of the best way to respond.
"I know, I'm probably going crazy. Crazy people hear voices and try to convince everyone that someone is there." I chuckled slightly staring back at him.
"I do not think you're crazy. You know what you heard." He responded, smiling slightly.
"When did they start?" He asked.
"When I was crying in Ratchet's arms..."
"What did they say?"
"They were in a conversation. Ratchet's voice asked if 'she' was ok. I don't know the 'she' but you answered, saying you had tried everything. The girl spoke up, saying she didn't want to leave. Then you told her that you knew. Then another voice told her that she shouldn't act like that but in a nice way."
That left Optimus looking deep in thought, slightly baffled but it didn't show very much.
"Tell him the girl's name."
"What?" The voice came back, still talking all stoic like. But Optimus didn't hear it, only I did.
"Trust me child, tell him the name you heard. I said I would help and I am."
"Raina? Are you ok?" Optimus asked, looking at me. I was currently staring the crystal down like it was Megatron dancing.
Optimus looked at what I was staring at, I could feel his optics widen. I turned around to him and we made eye contact. He looked a bit more shocked, but I didn't know why.
"What?" I asked innocently. The crystal stopped glowing again, Optimus looking between me and the necklace. His expression relaxing.
"Your...eyes. They were glowing like the necklace was." He explained, pretty chill now.
"Glowing?" I asked dumbfounded. He nodded his helm.
"It was speaking to you." He concluded.
"So what did it say?"
"It told me to tell you the name of the girl. I only heard her name thanks to the voice." I explained.
His face told me to proceed so I did.
"The girl's name was Riley."
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