Human Companionship- Prologue
Transformers Prime
After 'Triage'/ 'Toxicity'
Wheeljack's thoughts
Jamie's thoughts
'If you're staying, you're gonna need your own human.'
Miko's words still rang in his audio receptors almost two Earth months after she spoke them. Wheeljack motionlessly rested in his ship, the Jackhammer, turning over the words in his helm. Why would he need a human if it would just get in his way? It was the one thing that completely puzzled him about Bulkhead and the others; why did they keep these humans around as if they were pets? He couldn't quite see the benefit of taking one in.
A human? No... I'd end up losing it, or even killing it. I don't need a human as a pet, especially since having one around wouldn't help me in battle. But then again, Bulk's human, Miko, was pretty cool... No, no. No humans for this Wreker; I work with my Wrecker brothers, or I work alone.
Wheeljack hated these conversations he had with himself; they always left him indecisive and with more convo topics than answers for the ones he already started. The thought of humans lead him to thinking of Bulkhead, the only other living Wrecker that they knew of. Then Seaspray and the other dead Wreckers flooded his mind. He missed the old crew almost as much as Cybertron itself. That was the past, 'Jack. Let it go, he told himself as he fell into a nightmare-consumed recharge of his brethren's deaths.
Jamie came to Jasper about two months before with her sister Maya to live with the uncle and aunt she hardly knew. She was quite 'difficult,' according to the foster parents she and Maya had lived with for the past four years. They had been thrown into the system after her mother left them home one afternoon and never came back. She never knew, or cared to know about, her father.
Because she was the older of the two, Jamie was expected to do everything while her sister, one year younger than her, got everything without even lifting a finger.
One day, I'm just gonna leave little Miss Angel with those stupid people they say are our family. See how she likes having to do everything. The only place I have to be recognized by anyone is at school, and the only one who does is that kid next to me; Raf, or whatever his name is, the young girl said, having a nice conversation with herself. How she loved complaining about various topics, but mainly about her horrid sister.
It had been about a week after she left Las Vegas to live here that she started to really hate her sister, and when Raf started to become her one and only friend in Jasper.
First TF:P book and first third-person book as well. Let's see how this story turns out... read and review, peeps! Like everyone else, too, I don't own anything but my OCs! I'm OUT!