So… I'm back with this story. It feels awkward, but what the hell? I did promise to do this story a while ago, but because I was busy with work and other stuff. But now I'm here doing another chapter, so… yeah. I hope you guys will enjoy it. Not much else to actually say.
StrongGuy159: Thanks for the compliment, friend.
Twilightnite13: Well technically, it was Bee who brought Blitzwing to them. Not saying Jack was right to blame Bee, but it was in the heat of the moment.
Peter Hong Kong: Wow, you really love your vehicles, don't you pal? Not to say I don't like your suggestion since it looks badass. As for that Jenny idea… you'll have to wait and see~
Avenger2003: Sorry if it does take a while for this chapter to come out. It's hard to think of unique situations for this story.
Matthew Malysza: No, you're awesome.
DynomiteX246: Thanks man. I try not to make the story too predictable while also trying to make it familiar to fans of both series. And we REALLY should get a new season of MLAATR.
Aspiring-Creator: Hey man, thanks for your long reviews. If you do have problems with the chapters, please don't hesitate to point them out. You have a good day.
Goldbug127: Thanks my friend.
Eecobeo: I try to make it serious while adding hints of comedy.
DMavo: Hopefully I can make more.
Derek 23: I will.
To recap: Jack Burns had woken to find he was inside the Skyway Patrol base, with his younger brother Aaron explaining the situation. Meanwhile, Brad, Jenny and Tuck turned home to fix up the yellow Camaro, only to discover that it was B-127 in disguise. Jenny prepared to battle him, only to be surprised to see that he was acting much like an injured animal and rather than attack him, she consoled B-127.
What will team Jenny do with B-127? And how will Skyway Patrol deal with the frozen Blitzwing? Let's find out...
'Skyway Patrol base, the next morning'
The next morning was something that many of the higher ups in Skyway Patrol were interested in, especially when they were given the report of a captured sentient, transforming machine. Some believed that it was a new invention from Wakeman or another inventor, while others believed it was an alien attacker.
Regardless of who or what made it, they wanted to see it for themselves.
"Gentlemen, ladies. Thank you for coming here." Aaron Burns told everyone in the meeting room with a professional tone. "As you know, approximately twenty-four hours ago, Sector Seven was attacked during a routine training run."
"This is obviously retaliation from Cluster Prime!" One of the generals spoke up with an angry tone. "They signed a peace treaty with us, yet the moment our guard is down, they strike!"
"It couldn't have been them." Another general called out calmly. "The current queen is not like Vexus. She has no reason to attack."
"Then, perhaps this is a new super weapon from a new enemy."
"If that's the case, what is Skyway Patrol doing to stop them?!"
"They could be planning an invasion this very minute!" Just like that, the room was filled with arguments and theories, many of which seemed rather farfetched. Aaron let out a sigh as he watched everything unfold. In the back, Jack was staring at him with crossed arms and an amused smirk.
"Everyone. Everyone! EXCUSE ME!" Aaron yelled, having heard enough from everyone. "This is getting us nowhere."
"Obviously." Jack called out, catching everyone's attention as he walked forward. "Agent Jack Burns, Sector Seven. I was there when the alien struck. And I personally saw its capabilities."
"Do you believe the machine here is a threat?" One of the generals asked curiously, getting a serious look from Jack.
"Without a doubt." Jack told them with upmost certainty, getting looks from everyone. And that's not all."
"Jack…" Aaron whispered, not liking where this was going.
"There was another one in the forest the same day we were attacked." Jack informed them, ignoring his brother's warning. "It was a small, yellow machine who could transform into a jeep. It was the first to arrive and we attempted to capture it." Jack paused for a moment to collect his thoughts. "The yellow one… it talked to us. Said it didn't want to hurt anyone." He then narrowed his eyes while gripping the table. "But it turns out it was a lie. The flier swooped in and bombarded us. I couldn't believe I fell for something so simple." Calming himself down, Jack looked at everyone in the room. "These machines are dangerous. We can't trust them."
"Thank you for your input, mister Burns." Aaron told his brother with a glare. "Please, sit down." Jack merely rolled his eyes before he went back to his seat. "I'm sorry for that, everyone. Rest assured that we still have the prisoner in check." Before Aaron could continue, someone barged through the door.
"Sir!" A Skyway Patrol scientist called out with an urgent tone. "The alien is ready for defrosting, at your command."
"Thank you." Aaron responded with a nod before he looked at everyone. "Please, follow me." As everyone began to exit the room, Aaron took the chance to grab Jack's shoulder, keeping him in the room. "You are on thin ice right now, Jack. That was unprofessional."
"Unprofessional? You try telling everyone your unit got attacked." Jack shot back as he shrugged off his brother's hand. "Look, I'm going to find that other alien, got it?"
"You don't even know where to start." Aaron reasoned with a shake of his head. "Take some time off. Think this through. I don't want you getting hurt."
"I already am." Was all Jack said before he left the room to join everyone else, leaving a disappointed Aaron behind. With a shake of his head, Aaron went on to follow everyone else to the holding area. Soon enough, they all stood behind a wall of protective glass, staring at the frozen form of Blitzwing. Several of the people there were rather intimidated by his appearance while others merely glared at the frozen machine. "Unfreeze its head. And keep all weapons traced on it. We shouldn't take any risks."
"Yes sir." One of the scientists replied before they typed in some commands on their computer. Two drones suddenly flew towards Blitzwing, emitting a wave of heat in order to help melt the Decepticon's head. Slowly but surely, his head slowly began to melt, causing his mouth to slowly twitch.
"Ahhhhh…" Blitzwing began to moan as he began to regain his voice, something that the generals and Aaron were watching closely. "I'LL RIP YOU APART!" However, once his head was fully thawed out, Blitzwing began to curse everyone like there was no tomorrow. "WHERE ARE YOU, B-127?! I WILL TEAR YOUR SPARK OUT OF YOUR CHESTPLATE AND SHOW IT TO LORD MEGATRON, YOU PATHETIC SCOUT!"
"Well… he definitely found his again." One of the generals commented rather bluntly as everyone stared at Blitzwing, who finally noticed everyone looking at him.
"Humans?" Blitzwing questioned with a snarl before he realized the state of his body. "What have you done?!"
"That's what I'd like to know. State your name and business." Aaron demanded Blitzwing with a serious tone.
"Why would I take orders from a puny life form like you?" Blitzwing asked with a glare. "Release me and I'll make your death SWIFT!" Several Skyway Patrol troopers, as well as several drones, all aimed their weapons at Blitzwing.
"Like you have room to make demands." Aaron replied before he started to raise some fingers. "You attacked several men, destroyed five different military vehicles and you just threatened a room of generals. That isn't helping your case." He wanted to make Blitzwing pay for hurting Jack, but as the lieutenant of Skyway Patrol, he had to save face.
"You wish to know who I am?" Blitzwing asked rhetorically before a thought occurred. One that may benefit him in the end. "I am… a bounty hunter."
"A bounty hunter?" One of the generals asked in confusion. They didn't expect Blitzwing to say that of all things.
"Correct." Blitzwing spoke up. "I was sent to find an escaped criminal by the name of B-127, who has crash landed here."
"I knew it…" Jack muttered to himself with a clenched fist. He never should have listened to that damn robot and just captured him!
"You say you're a bounty hunter, but what's your proof?" Another of the generals demanded with a skeptical tone. "This could very well be a lie to trick us into releasing you."
'Smart little pest… almost…' Blitzwing thought as a single antenna began to extend on the back of his head, sending out a signal. "If you need proof, then I will call upon some of my allies from across the galaxy." This, of course, got everyone's attention, but none more than Jack and Aaron.
"Others? You want to bring more of your people to our planet?" Aaron asked with a bewildered tone. Having two of these transforming robots was already bad enough, but now Blitzwing wanted to bring more?
"As a show of good faith. I PROMISE that we mean you no harm." Blitzwing answered 'honestly' to everyone, though it made him sick just saying those words.
'Jupiter'
Far from Earth was the gas planet Juniper, with its large ring and multiple moons orbiting it. Due to how low the density was, there seemed to be no life on the planet.
However, its moon was another story…
*SMACK*
A grunt escaped the mouth of a lone Autobot as they crashed on the ground for the umpenth time, Energon leaking out from their mouth. Pain was nothing new to them… though the lack of their right arm was definitely new and unwanted.
"We'll ask again: where is Optimus Prime?" Asked one of the Autobot's two attackers. The one who had beaten him down was dark blue with car door-shaped wings, a hood-like chest, a mouthguard and was currently holding the Autobot's severed limb. The second was slightly taller and was female, with a red color scheme and an overall calm demeanor. "He survived the fall of Cybertron and no rebellion is truly dead until the leader is vanquished." The female Deception Shatter stated matter-of-factly. "So where is he?"
"M-M…" The Autobot tried to gain his voice as he crawled away from his attackers, glaring at them hatefully. "My name is Prowl… military strategist of the Autobots." This caused the second Decepticon, named Dropkick, to toss Prowl's arm away in annoyance before he stepped forward. "My safe return will be consi-AAAAAHHHHHH!"
However, he was unable to finish as Dropkick summoned a sword from his arm and stabbed Prowl in the chest, a mere three inches from his Spark. This caused the Autobot strategist to cease his rambling.
"Wrong answer~" Shatter taunted in a singing tone. "We know he's planning to establish a base of operations. Tell us where it is and we'll let you live." It was obvious to Prowl that she was lying as all Decepticons were nothing but liars and cowards. Then again, with how long the war had gone, they were powerful liars and cowards.
The very least he could do was annoy them since there was no chance of him escaping at all.
"My name is Prowl, military strategist of the-aahhhh…" Prowl repeated himself once again, only for Dropkick to twist his sword to add to the pain.
"This is a waste of time." Dropkick told his fellow Decepticon. "Let's just finish this weakling."
"Now now, Dropkick. We must be patient." Shatter calmly said before she looked over to Prowl rather darkly. "After all, he still has some life left in-"
Before she could finish her words, both she and Dropkick suddenly caught wind of a transmission in a Decepticon frequency.
"What was that?" Dropkick questioned, taking his mind off Prowl. Shatter pressed the side of her head in order to receive the message.
"Hmmmmm… it's from Blitzwing." Shatter explained, getting a grunt from her partner.
"Of all Decepticons, why him?" Dropkick asked with an annoyed tone. It was clear that there was something about Blitzwing that annoyed him, not that Shatter could blame him.
"Earth… he says B-127 is on a planet called Earth." Shatter continued, making Prowl widen his optics.
"No…" He whispered under his breath. He was hoping to at least stale them a bit longer so B-127 could find the base.
"And apparently, he was captured by the local populace. Pathetic." Shatter commented with a shake of her head. "It seems he is trying to convince them that B-127 is a criminal… we can use this to our advantage." She gave Dropkick a look, prompting him to pull his sword out of Prowl's chest as Shatter walked behind the Autobot. "If you won't tell us where Prime is, then perhaps your little friend will."
"Never." Prowl told her with a growl. Shatter didn't take his words to heart, though she did admire his rebellious attitude.
"You're a brave warrior." Shatter told Prowl honestly before grabbing his head and pulling him up, leaning close to him. "You deserve a better death." With a small scoff, Shatter let go of Prowl's head. "Then again…"
*SLASH*
All Prowl could see was Dropkick's sword coming down on him before everything went dark. A moment later, Prowl was split in half, Energon spilling from his lifeless corpse. Shatter chuckled as she looked at the now dead Autobot's corpse before she looked over to Earth in the distance.
"Set course for Earth."
She and Dropkick were about to show the planet the true terror of the Decepticons.
'Carbunkle house, morning'
Tuck began to shift in his sleep before he opened his eyes. With a yawn, the young boy jumped off his bed while stretching his arms. "Wow, that was a really weird dream." Tuck said to himself as he made his way out of his room and to the kitchen. This is what he got for eating ice cream so late at night. He soon reached the kitchen, where he saw Brad eating some cereal. "Morning."
"Oh, hey Tuck." Brad greeted his little brother. "You feeling alright?"
"Yeah. We must've been out for a while cause I don't remember what happened after we got home." Tuck replied as he went to look for some food in the fridge. He wasn't able to see the look on Brad's face as he mentioned last night.
"You… don't remember anything? Anything at all?" Brad questioned as Tuck took out a cup of juice, raising a brow.
"No. Why? We didn't do anything bad, did we?" Tuck asked with a suspicious tone before he started drinking his juice.
"Well… something did kinda happen…" Brad told him while rubbing the back of his neck.
"... You didn't crash the car, did you?" Tuck bluntly asked, though there was a part of him that actually believed that.
"What? NO!" Brad shot back, offended by his little brother's words. "It's just… something big happened and you kinda passed out."
"Did I?" Tuck continued to drink his juice in thought, trying to recall what they did. They got back from the car dealership, Brad and Jenny were trying to fix the car, he walked in to see a yellow robot being touched on the cheek by Jen-
*SPIT*
The moment he recalled this, Tuck spat his juice towards Brad, who ducked down just in the nick of time. "BRAD! THERE'S A YELLOW ROBOT IN THE GARAGE!" Tuck shouted urgently as he ran over to his brother, pulling on his pants.
"Tuck! Relax!" Brad told him while holding his brother up, trying his best to calm him down. "Look, Bumblebee isn't as bad as you think he is. Yeah, he can't really ta-"
"Wait… Bumblebee? THAT'S its name?" Tuck couldn't help but ask, taking a moment to seize his rambling while raising a brow.
"Well, Jenny was the one who named him since he looks like a bee and I just went with it…" Brad trailed off. "Look, why don't you meet him?"
"Wait, he's STILL here?!" Tuck exclaimed, surprised to hear that his brother allowed the transforming robot to stay.
"Just until Jenny can get Sheldon to look him over. It doesn't look like he can speak." Brad told his little brother. "Come on." As much as Tuck wanted to argue… a part of him also wanted to see this 'Bumblebee' up close. With that, the two Carbunkle brothers made their way towards the garage door, with the younger of the two hiding behind Brad's leg. "Trust me, you'll like him." Grabbing the door handle, Brad twisted it open, allowing both of them to enter the garage.
However, rather than the yellow robot from before, what was parked inside was the yellow Camaro. Tuck pulled on Brad's pants, though one look from his brother was able to reassure him as they walked up to the car.
"Hey Bumblebee. Sleep good?" Brad asked the car, though he got no response.
"Maybe he's still sleeping." Tuck whispered.
"Rise and shine!" However, rather than being careful, Brad knocked on the front of Bumblebee in order to wake him away. The moment he did so, Bumblebee turned on his front lights as if telling the two he was awake. "Bee, this is my little brother Tuck. You know, the kid who passed out last night?"
"Ummm… hi?" Tuck waved his hand at the car awkwardly. Bumblebee then transformed into his robot form, kneeling down while looking at the little kid cautiously.
"It's okay. Tuck wouldn't bite." Brad reassured Bumblebee, who glanced at him before looking at Tuck.
"Bzzzzzz, bzzzzz…" Bumblebee let out what sounded like a gargled response while waved his hand as well. Tuck could feel he wasn't in trouble and decided to walk up to the yellow robot, looking at him with curious eyes.
"Wow… he's so… COOL!" Tuck shouted with a big smile, surprising Bumblebee as he backed up a bit.
"Still a little shy, huh?" Brad asked with a chuckle. "It's fine. Tuck just got excited."
"Yeah. Sorry about that." Tuck apologized while rubbing the back of his head. "But wow. You got a really good deal, Brad."
"True." Brad nodded before he clenched his fist with a big smile. "And with Bumblebee by our side, we can help out Jenny whenever a new bad guy comes! It'll be so awesome! Not to mention how everyone at school's gonna react to see Bee."
"I don't think that's a good idea, big brother." Tuck immediately shut down. "What if you get in trouble for having Bee transform? Plus, mom and dad might freak out when they come back." At that moment, both brothers widened their eyes in realization.
Their parents! It never occurred to them what would happen if their mom and dad came home and saw the car Brad bought turned out to be a sentient transforming robot!
"CRUD! I FORGOT! How are we gonna keep this a secret?!" Brad grabbed his hair and pulled on it in frustration before a thought occurred. "Oh! Maybe Bee can just stay in his car form the whole time and when we're at Jenny's or somewhere else, he can stretch his… joints. There! Problem solved!"
"What if they need to borrow him?" Tuck asked with a raised brow, causing Brad to lose his confidence.
"Why do you have to shoot down everything I say?" Brad asked with a deflated tone.
"Just cause." Tuck nonchalantly walked up to Bumblebee. "So Bumblebee, do you eat?" At the moment, Bumblebee tilted his head in confusion. "You know. Eat." Tuck pointed to his mouth while rubbing his stomach.
"I don't know if he can eat. Come to think of it, I've never really seen Jenny eat. She usually just drinks oil." Brad pondered with a hand under his chin. Tuck copied him and even Bumblebee joined in.
*Knock*Knock*
A knock came from outside the garage door, snapping the trio out of their trance. Bumblebee, having been frightened by the noise, quickly transformed into his vehicle form in an attempt to hide. "Brad! Are you there?!" Luckily, the voice that came outside was Jenny's.
"Yup! Hang on." Brad quickly went over and pressed the garage door button, allowing it to slowly open up to reveal the robot heroine.
"Is everything okay here?" Jenny questioned as he walked in the garage.
"Yeah. Where's Sheldon?" Brad asked, noticing the lack of a certain nerd.
"He needed to finish something. But he'll be here." Jenny answered before she looked over to Bumblebee with a smile. "Hey Bumblebee. You sleep well?"
"Bzzzzz… Bzzzz…" Bumblebee spoke up, as if telling her he did.
"I was just introducing Tuck to our newest teammate. Now if any alien or evil robot thinks of causing trouble here in Tremorton, they'll have to answer to us!" Brad declared as he leaned on Bumblebee in a 'cool' pose.
"I don't think that's a good idea since we don't even know if Bumblebee can fight." Jenny countered before Bumblebee transformed once again, kneeling in front of Jenny. "My mom should be able to help to when she gets back from her meeting."
"Still, having a transforming robot is so cool. Hey Brad, can Bumblebee take me to the park whenever I want?" Tuck asked his older brother.
"Only if he promises to watch you." Brad answered with a wave of his hand. After all, having a robot car watching over your brother didn't sound too bad. The sound of a bell ringing outside caught everyone's attention, with Bumblebee transforming once again to hide.
"Morning!" Wheeling into the driveway of the Carbunkle house was a nerdy teenager with greasy black hair that had two cowlicks at the crown of his head, crooked teeth, a slight overbite and acne on his skin. He wore blue-gray jeans, a white shirt, an auburn hoodie and black and white sneakers. This was Sheldon Lee, the nerdy friend/admirer/kinda stalker of Jenny and a good friend of Brad's.
"Great. The gang's all here. Bring your bike inside, Sheldon." Brad instructed the other male teen, who wheeled his bike inside before the garage door closed. "So… did Jenny tell you?"
"That she needs a tune up? Because we could've done it in my house." Sheldon spoke up as he lifted his toolbox.
"Well… I don't need it." Jenny said as she, Brad and Tuck turned to Bumblebee.
"Oh… you want me to fix this car?" Sheldon asked with a frown, mildly disappointed he wouldn't be able to work on Jenny.
"It's not really a car. I mean I BOUGHT it. But…" Brad rubbed the back of his neck before he patted the trunk. "Okay, you can show him. He's a friend." Sheldon raised a brow, wondering who exactly Brad was talking to. His confusion soon turned into shock as the car began shifting until it transformed into Bumblebee, who shyly waved a hand. He was so shocked that he dropped his toolbox, allowing the tools to scatter on the floor.
"... Am I going crazy or did your new car just turn into a YELLOW ROBOT?!" Sheldon shouted comedically, only for Jenny to put a hand on his mouth.
"Shhhhhh! The whole neighborhood might hear! That's why we needed the garage closed." Jenny quickly told him. Sheldon realized what she meant and gave a nod, allowing her to remove her hand.
"Turns out the Camaro I got was a robot. How cool is that?!" Brad couldn't help but brag as he grinned at Bumblebee. "We don't know his name, so we named him Bumblebee cause his paint is kinda like one."
"Wow…" Sheldon was able to get over his shock and finally take in Bumblebee's appearance, a smile growing on his face. "He's amazing."
"But the problem is we don't know where he came from and he can't speak." Jenny added with a frown.
"Hmmm, and you can't understand him?" Sheldon asked her, given how he remembered her speaking with the scoreboard at school.
"No. He's speaking an entirely different language." Jenny answered before she looked at Bumblebee's red insignia. "And this symbol's new to me. It's possible he could be from outer space."
"So not only do I have a transforming car, but he's also an ALIEN robot?" Brad asked, his grin growing to the point it looked like his face would split. "Man, how lucky can a guy get on his birthday?!"
"Let's focus on his voice for now." Sheldon told Brad as he gathered his tools once again. "Lie down, Bumblebee. This won't hurt at all." The yellow robot looked rather reluctant to trust this new human. He just seemed so different compared to the others. Then again, he also had some doubts with the others, except Jenny. For some reason, seeing another robot made him feel rather relaxed, even though they just met.
"Hey. It's okay." Jenny placed a hand on Bumblebee's arm, getting his attention. "Sheldon's a really good engineer. He's always been able to help me, so you can trust him." She then gave Bumblebee a smile in hopes of helping him relax. It seemed to work as Bumblebee began to turn over and lie on his back, with the others moving away to give him space. Sheldon moved next to him and reached for a magnifying glass, as well as a welding torch. Bumblebee noticed the torch and prepared to stand up. "It's only to help fix you. We're right here, Bee." Hearing this, Bumblebee relaxed once more and allowed Sheldon to begin. He started examining Bumblebee's chest, hoping to find something that remotely resembled a compartment.
"Hmmmm… he's definitely been in a fight." Sheldon spoke up, having noticed some small scrapes and bumps on Bumblebee's chest. He then moved up and noticed something on his neck. "Guys, check this out."
"What?" Brad was the first to look at where Sheldon was referring to, only to frown a bit. "Oh yeah. That hole."
"How'd he get that?" Tuck asked with a concerned frown.
"Don't know. But I'm guessing he was in a fight and someone or something stabbed him." Sheldon theorized as he took out a flashlight to examine the hole further. "Hmmm… I think this is where his voice box was. Since he's technically an alien, I'm not sure we'll be able to make a replacement."
"We can at least try." Jenny told him as she rubbed the hole on Bumblebee's neck, making said robot flinch a bit. "Don't worry. I'm sure my mom can fix you up."
*Crackle*
Everyone's attention shifted to Bumblebee's chest, specifically his left side. The yellow robot reached out and rubbed his chest, trying to stop the pain.
"Sheldon, can you fix it?" Jenny asked her friend, not wanting Bumblebee to be uncomfortable.
"Sure." Sheldon nodded before he went around and looked closely at Bumblebee's chest to determine what the cause of the spark was. Taking out a screwdriver, Sheldon began to insert it inside, trying his best to pull it off. Luckily, he was able to remove the outside surface of Bumblebee's chest, putting it to the side as he looked inside. "Yeah. There's definitely some interior damage. Hold still. I'm gonna reach inside, okay?" Bumblebee gave Sheldon a nod as the nerd reached inside Bumblebee's chest. The other three watched as Sheldon continued to fumble around, trying to find the source of the problem. "Hang on… I feel something."
"Pull it out!" Tuck shouted in an impatient tone as Sheldon grabbed the object inside Bumblebee's chest.
"I… think… I… GOT IT!" Sheldon then yanked as hard as he could, pulling out a piece of shrapnel lodged inside… though it did have a chain reaction to it.
Out of Bumblebee's chest, a projection suddenly shot of Bumblebee's chest, creating a hologram in the air.
"WOAH!" Brad exclaimed as he and the others stepped back, watching the hologram of a staticky robot, colored in red and blue.
"Zzzzz B-127… I pray this messzzzzzzz… our war rages onnnnnnnnnnnnnnn…" The hologram began to say, though due to the static, it was difficult to understand what they were saying.
"War? B-127?" Jenny said to herself, watching the hologram with a critical eye.
"Secure the planzzzz… survival of our race depepepepepe…" The hologram continued to gargle out as Bumblebee watched it.
However, upon hearing about the war, Bumblebee's memories began to return.
'Flashback, Cybertron'
B-127 could only watch as his leader/mentor/ father figure Optimus Prime ran towards the edge of the launch bay, leaping off the edge. His concern turned to relief as Optimus landed on a Decepticon Seeker as the launch bay began to collapse, engulfing the ground below in a large inferno.
"GET OFF!" The Seeker shouted while trying to shake Optimus off. The leader of the Autobots turned the Seeker towards a nearby tower before he jumped off, allowing the Decepticon to meet an explosive end. Landing on the ground with a roll, Optimus quickly drew his blaster and fired on the nearest Decepticon. He then grabbed the barrel of another Decepticon's weapon and lifted it in the air before he kicked them away. Getting shot on the shoulder, Optimus quickly turned and shot yet another Decepticon in the head. Optimus then ran over to another Decepticon and pulled them close before shooting them in the head. With a grunt, Optimus then threw the Decepticon up in the air and slammed them on the ground before he rolled towards another Seeker. With surprising finesse, Optimus flipped over the Seeker, grabbed them by the neck and pulled them to the ground before shooting another Decepticon. With a grunt, Optimus snapped the Decepticon's neck and threw them on the ground.
"Ravage…" Optimus turned his head, only to widen his optics as he saw Soundwave in the distance, pressing a button on his chest. "Eject." With that, Soundwave's chest opened ip, shooting out what looked like a large red and white cassette tape. It then transformed into a panther-like robot with sharp teeth and red eyes. With a howl, Ravage charged at Optimus with killer intent. Optimus quickly shot at the beast, but it was able to dodge and latch onto his arm, causing him to throw away his weapon. Ravage then pinned him down and attempted to bite Optimus' neck, but Optimus was able to move his head and punch the panther-like robot off of him. However, this small moment of victory was cut short as the other Decepticons began to gather around him. But rather than feeling discouraged, Optimus stood up and got in a fighting pose as the Decepticons all charged at him.
That was the last thing Bumblebee was able to see from his escape pod.
'Flashback end'
"Bee… Bee…. BUMBLEBEE!" The yellow robot was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his new name being called out.
"Everything okay, buddy? You zoned out on us right now." Brad told Bumblebee with a raised brow. Bumblebee noticed the looks of concern on their faces and quickly gave him a thumbs up, reassuring them.
"Your misssionzzzzzzz… good luck, soldier… I prrrrrr…" The hologram then turned off, seemingly finished with its speech. The three humans and two robots stared at the space where the hologram once played, trying to comprehend what they just heard.
"... So… are we NOT going to talk about what the HECK WE JUST SAW?!" Tuck exclaimed cartoonishly. "Just who the heck was that guy?! And is Bumblebee B-127?! And what's this about a war?!"
"Tuck, Tuck! Relax!" Brad grabbed his little brother's shoulders and shook him gently, causing him to stop with his rant. "There's a perfectly good explanation… okay, I got nothing." Brad then stood up and looked at Jenny. "Jen, what WAS that?"
"I don't know. And I don't like it." Jenny admitted with a serious frown. From the message, Bumblebee was a soldier who was sent out to scout for this war and the big red and blue robot trusted him with this mission.
Which begged the question: was Bumblebee a good alien robot or a bad one?
"Bzzzzz?" Jenny was brought out of her thoughts when she heard Bumblebee call out to her, a curious look in his optics.
"It's… nothing, Bumblebee. Don't worry." Jenny said with a smile. "Sheldon, try fixing his chest."
"I'll do my best. Though, I don't know about that message." Sheldon confessed. He was a good engineer, but this was a bit too much for him. Plus, he didn't know if working on Bumblebee would cause more damage.
"What do we do now?" Brad questioned with his arms crossed. He then felt Tuck pull on his pants to get his attention.
"Why don't we show him around?" Tuck suggested, getting their attention. "I mean he's kinda like a scaredy cat, so bringing him out wouldn't be a bad idea."
"Plus, since it's a Sunday, we won't have to worry about school. And we can even teach Bee how to hide in plain sight!" Jenny realized with wide eyes.
"Well, it could work. I doubt Bumblebee would wanna stay inside all day." Brad agreed before he put his hands on his hips. "Then it's settled! Starting today, we're taking Bumblebee out for a drive!"
"AFTER I finish fixing his chest." Sheldon pointed out, making sure they would allow him to repair their alien friend.
"Oh… right." Bumblebee just looked at the humans and robot girl. He was glad they were willing to help him, even though they learned he was a part of a much bigger war.
He was just hoping they would be safe and away from the crossfire.
Okay, before I get any hate comments in the reviews, let me explain. As much as I loved the Bumblebee movie, another gripe I had is how they killed off Cliffjumper. First he was killed in Prime, then here, and even in some games and comics. At this point, Cliffjumper is the Kenny of Transformers and I could not find the heart to kill him here. So sadly, I had to kill off Prowl, though since I haven't seen much of him, I don't really feel as guilty. Still, I hope you guys understand my reasoning.
Overally, this was another somewhat smooth chapter, minus the rather brutal death of Prowl. Yes, I know you guys want more action, but good things come to those who wait. And I will say we will get some cool fight scenes, especially with Blitzwing added to the scene. I will try my best not to take a year to update this story, but I can't promise anything.
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Next time: Day out.