*Disclaimer: the Constructicons (aside from Hook and Scavenger, but they aren't in the case of this story) have no 'Earth forms' (or robot design or vehicle mode in general, aside from the colorations because I'm terrible at being descriptive), plus Bonecrusher only exists in NAME ONLY (I'm still trying to decide on his robot and alternate mode). Fair warning: as I said before, I'm still giving certain characters new personalities, which is obviously going to tick people off because I destroyed their favourite character, blah blah blah.
Anyways, our Hasbro overlords are responsible for making Transformers possible.
I know it's been a long time since this story has been updated with new chapters (mainly due to problems in real life everyone is experiencing), but at least this chapter is finally here: the long awaited chapter 13! After chapter 10 (the original, not the current version), this might be my least favorite chapter I have written. With all that said, enjoy!
We now return to The Transformers!
Chapter 13: Fullmetal Racket
If things couldn't get any better, Bumblebee and the rest of the recruits he knew had to be trained alongside new faces he didn't even recognize. On the plus side, at least he wouldn't have Sentinel as his instructor.
"Hey, check out those new recruits," Sunstreaker said to Bumblebee, pointing at one of the new-comers, a light pink femme. Doing as instructed, he turned his attention towards the pink recruit.
"That's Arcee," she began explaining, "everyone's FAVORITE girl."
"Yeah, I know, she's amazing," Bumblebee replied, gawking at the pink Autobot.
"Um, what are you talking about," Sunstreaker asked.
"I mean, what's so bad about her," Bumblebee replied with his own question, "she's pretty good looking if you ask me, plus she's also pretty talented from what I've been told."
Sunstreaker then slapped Bumblebee in the face after hearing his statements.
"Ow, why'd you do that for," he complained while feeling the side of his face.
"Get your motherboard out of your exhaust," she snapped, "Arcee is nothing more than a stuck up show-off that EVERYONE likes for no good reason!"
"Well, I'm surprised to see you got Sunstreaker to be your girlfriend," Wasp interrupted.
"Uh... we're just two bots having a conversation," Sunny corrected.
"Aw, I thought one of you two were going to propose to each other," Wasp asked mockingly.
"Hey, I'm more into Arcee than HER, OKAY," 'Bee protested.
Sunstreaker had her mouth wide open, while Wasp laughed, "a loser like YOU likes a girl like HER? Do you even know what kind of bot she is?"
"Besides a pretty one," 'Bee asked, earning him a punch from Sunny.
"She's one of those 'top-of-the-line' bot models," Wasp replied, "WAY out of your league, just like Sunstreaker."
"But... you're the same model as I am, making you in the same league as me," Bumblebee argued to Wasp.
"He has a point," Sunstreaker added.
"Oh, so you're agreeing with HIM NOW," Bee snapped.
"But it's not about who you are, it's who you know," Wasp explained to the two yellow Autobots.
"Well, who DOES one need to know," Sunny asked, "because I'm sure everyone knows ME!"
"Here's a hint: neither of you losers," Wasp answered as he began walking away from the two.
"We'll see about THAT," Bumblebee shouted as he was about to run up and punch Wasp.
Before he could, however, Sunstreaker stopped him from doing so.
"He's not worth it," she said.
"Did you always have that scar on you?" Bumblebee asked her.
"What scar, WHERE?"
He then pointed to what was actually a scratch on Sunny's left arm. It was at that moment that she did what Bumblebee originally intended, and a fight erupted between most of the recruits.
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"Chromia, are you sure your 'lessons' will be good enough for them," Sentinel asked.
"Believe me," Chromia answered back, "Prowl and I were trained by Master Yoketron, there is no way they won't be able to survive out there!"
Sentinel grumbled, "you'd better be right! They better be 'con killers like I originally intended when I was going to train them!"
When the two arrived, most of the recruits were fighting among each other.
"Why is it that the young and stupid are more prone to these sort of things," a tall female recruit with a black and green color scheme asked, watching with her arms crossed.
As soon as the recruits saw Sentinel and Chromia, they immediately ceased all hostilities. They were all pointing fingers every which way, saying 'he' or 'she' started all this.
"At ease," Chromia ordered as she began walking through the crowd. "I know you're all new here, and I know you're all very young too. But this is NOT the sort of thing I want to see happening EVERY SINGLE DAY. Most drill instructors these days wouldn't be giving you all severe punishments right now, but I'm not 'most drill instructors'. Since you're all so eager to get out there on the battlefield, let's begin combat training right now! Everyone head over to the combat course ASAP!"
"Hooray," the black and green colored recruit replied sarcastically while rolling her eyes.
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As expected on the combat course, most of the recruits were doing horribly.
"COME ON, SHOW ME WHAT YOU ALL CAN DO," Chromia shouted at the recruits.
This combat course consisted of various obstacles such as ledges and pits, traps such as nets, with the addition of turrets and armed drones.
"Why do I have to go through training, especially with all of these young bots," the green and black recruit complained while hiding in cover with some of the other recruits.
"Uh... why are YOU not helping us," Bumblebee replied with a question of his own.
Wasp answered, "you're not doing any better yourself!"
"C'mon, you think Optimus Prime would be sitting down arguing with others," Inferno scolded while shooting at some of the targets.
"Actually, he would," Wasp answered, "because he's a wimp compared to Sentinel!"
"YOU TAKE THAT BACK WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT OPTIMUS PRIME," Inferno demanded as he suddenly stopped attacking the drones to confront Wasp instead.
"We wouldn't be sitting behind cover if SOMEONE went out there to draw their fire or something," Bee complained while directing his attention towards Tracks.
"Hey, I don't wanna get shot at as much as YOU GUYS," Tracks snapped back.
"Way to show your chivalry you three," the female recruit mocked.
"Could you guys stop arguing, and actually HELP US get through this," Red Alert demanded.
"Maybe we can get through this if we used someone as a shield," Bumblebee suggested.
"Great idea," Wasp agreed, "let's use you!"
"ME?! No way!"
"Fine then, we'll use Red Alert!"
Sunstreaker then grabbed Wasp and stated, "YOU USE HER AS A SHIELD AND I'll TURN YOU INTO A TOOLBOX!"
"Maybe I should use BOTH OF YOU as shields," the black and green recruit suggested.
"If you're so protective of Red Alert, why don't YOU go out there and draw the enemy's fire," Bumblebee asked, "I hear Decepticons LOVE shooting at 'pretty' bots like you!"
"What's THAT supposed to mean," Sunstreaker asked in a threatening tone.
"Face it, all the stuff you said about Arcee is NOTHING compared to what YOU ARE!"
"Is that supposed to be a compliment or an insult?"
"I'll tell you what YOU are supposed to be: JUNK!"
The moment he called her that word, she lashed out and started attacking him.
"THIS... IS... ALL... YOUR... FAULT," she yelled in between her punches.
"NO IT... OOF... ISN'T," he argued back, "IF YOU DIDN'T... OOF... WORRY ABOUT YOUR LOOKS... ARGH... WE WOULDN'T BE DOING THIS!"
While everyone else was either squabbling or having trouble, Arcee was the only one who was doing well. Not only was she able to dodge the traps and enemy fire, but she also managed to take out some of the targets with relatively acceptable accuracy.
"Normally I'd congratulate you for what you've displayed and pass you, recruit," Chromia stated after Arcee completed the course.
"Thank you, sir," the pink Autobot replied.
"Unfortunately, this was supposed to be a team exercise."
"Uh... don't worry, I'll just go back and help everyone get through this."
"I'm afraid you can't."
"Why not?"
Just then, Wasp arrived at the finish. "All right, I'm here. Put me in the elite guard!"
"No can do," Chromia replied.
"But I'm elite guard material, what stupid reason is there for me to NOT BE?"
Chromia gave him the answer by pointing at the other recruits that finally managed to finish. Some of them were tangled in the nets, some were glued to others thanks to a sticky orange liquid after falling into some of the pits, and others were covered in blast marks. The Autobots that were perfectly fine, were Red Alert and the black and green recruit.
When she saw both Bumblebee and Sunstreaker fighting, Chromia shook her head and sighed.
"I'm sorry, but you all failed," she announced. "Thankfully, everyone will have a chance to do this again! You're all dismissed, except for two certain yellow bots."
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"What are your names," she asked the two.
"Sunstreaker."
"Bumblebee."
"Now, tell me why you two are here," she requested.
Sunstreaker answered, "because you-."
"I meant what is the reason you two came here to train."
"Because Prowl left me here," Bumblebee replied.
"Oh, so he left you here?"
"Uh, no he didn't," Sunstreaker interrupted. "He told Sentinel that he CAME HERE because he wanted to fight alongside Optimus Prime."
Bumblebee then proceeded to hit Sunstreaker in the arm, causing them to fight again.
"All right, KNOCK IT OFF YOU TWO," Chromia ordered as she separated the two. "Do you think Optimus Prime would want someone like YOU fighting alongside him? Do you think he'd want to have troublemakers on his team?"
"No," the two younger Autobots answered.
"Then I suggest you both get your act together. Starting from now on, I'm going to be issuing both of you as training partners. Sunstreaker, yours will be Arcee."
"WHAT," Sunstreaker shouted. "But..."
"'But' NOTHING! As for you Bumblebee, you're going to be training alongside someone special."
"Who," he asked.
"It's a secret. From now on, I want to see both of you do better in training than what you've shown me today! Am I clear?"
"Yes, sir," the two young recruits replied.
"Good, you're both dismissed."
The Transformers will return!
