As Carlos, Rad, Alexis and the Autobots told their story, the Decepticon I was the most worried about, the dark purple one named Megatron, was at his base on the moon, plotting the destruction of the Autobots and the capture of me.
"I don't understand, Megatron," said the jet Transformer, Starscreen. "What is so important about this girl? You told Cyclonis to kill her, but mere moments after that, you demand we spare her life. And now we must take her alive? Why, tell me why." It was true: during their battle with the Autobots, it seemed that Megatron had gotten a better look at Jazz and I. When that happened, he immediately ordered his troops to back down and retreat, although he seemed to have the upper hand. Cyclonis tried to get one more shot at me before his retreat, but was commanded not to. Megatron looked at Starscreen, Cyclonis and Demolisher and smiled.
"It's very simple, Starscreen," he said. "It all has to do with the Dedicanvelope Prophecy."
"The Dedicanvelope Prophecy?" asked the green and red tank, Demolisher. "But couldn't that other girl, Alexis just as easily be the one mentioned in the prophecy?"
"You deceive yourself, Demolisher," replied Megatron. "The Dedicanvelope Prophecy clearly states that the chosen one is a girl with the night sky coloring her hair; the soil of earth in her eyes and an orange and blue Mini-Con in her possession. This new girl fits the description perfectly." He started to laugh. "She will be the key to the undoing of the Autobots- I'm sure of it."
"Okay," I said. "I understand who you are, who the Decepticons are, and who the Mini-Cons are. But..."
"But what?" asked Carlos. Back on earth, the Autobots had explained pretty much everything to me, except for one minor detail.
"What does all this have to do with us?" I pointed to myself and Jazz. "That Megatron creep told his helicopter pal to kill me if he had to, but not to harm Jazz. And then you say he told his creeps to let me live? Why?"
"That's just his way, Sarah," said Hot Shot. "Trust me, you'll get used to it." The entire time I was asking my questions and getting answers, Optimus seemed to be off in a daze, thinking.
"It might be more than that, Hot Shot," he said after a moment. "I've been wondering the same thing, Sarah- why would Megatron order you killed then suddenly change his mind."
"Maybe he had a change of heart," suggested Alexis. Rad chuckled.
"Megatron doesn't have a heart to change.' he said.
"No, it doesn't have to do with his heart," said Optimus. He looked at the other Autobots for a moment. Red Alert looked him dead in the eye and his jaw dropped.
"You can't mean..." Optimus began to nod, cutting Red Alert off. "Oh no." I gulped and looked up at my robot companions.
"Do I even want to know why he just said 'Oh no' to you?" I asked. "Or should I just forget he said it and forget I asked?" Carlos cracked a smiled.
"This really isn't the time for making jokes, Sare," he told me. I looked over at him and gave a slightly nervous grin.
"Maybe not," I said. "But it's making me feel a little better."
"What was he 'oh no-ing,' Optimus?" asked Rad. "Is it really that bad?" Optimus looked down at Rad and nodded.
"I'm afraid it is, Rad," he replied. "Red Alert is talking about the Dedicanvelope Prophecy."
"Man," I said. "I know I'm gonna regret this, but what is the Dedicanvelope Prophecy?" No one seemed to want to answer my question- the Autobots just looked at one another. Finally, Hot Shot spoke up.
"The Dedicanvelope Prophecy was written millions of years ago," he said. "Not long after the Great War began, but before the Mini-Cons came into existence. It was said that a human child, a female with the night sky colored in her hair; the soil of earth coloring her eyes and an orange and blue Mini-Con in her possession would be the key for the Decepticons to win the war."
"How would she do that?" asked Alexis.
"I'm not one hundred percent sure," Hot Shot replied. "But it has something to do with a weapon the Decepticons made before the prophecy was written, a large laser cannon type thing. They've never been able to use it before, because there wasn't enough power to run it." Rad suddenly snapped his fingers.
"That's why they need the girl!" he cried. "She's the power source to run the laser cannon!"
"That could be right," said Optimus. "But, we never really believed in the prophecy until now, because back then humans didn't exist." Suddenly, everyone noticed that I was being very quiet. To be precise, I was sitting in a corner with my arms wrapped around my knees, trying not to cry.
"So," I said. "What you're telling me is that millions of years ago, some robot dudes predicted my birth and that I would be some sort of fuse for a laser cannon?!" Imagine my voice getting a little louder with each word I spoke and the Autobots, Rad, Alexis and Carlos nodding their heads and slowly backing away. "Well that's just great! Look at me everyone: I'm the fourteen-year-old walking, talking Die Hard battery! Yee-haw!" I stopped trying not to cry right then and there- what was the point in it? I mean, if you found out that you were nothing more than a power source for a weapon that could destroy an entire race, wouldn't you be more than a little bummed out?
As I sat there in tears, Hot Shot, Smoke Screen, Red Alert and Optimus looked at me in a rather confused way.
"What is she doing?" asked Smoke Screen. "Does she need maintenance?" Rad looked at him, just as confused as the Autobots were.
"No, she doesn't need maintenance," he said. "She's crying. Haven't you... that's a dumb question. Anyway, she's only crying."
"What is this crying?" asked Optimus. "How does it work?"
"Well," said Carlos. "When humans are hurt, sad, scared or even happy, they're eyes fill with little water drops, called tears. We do it as a way to make us feel a little better. I must say though, it takes a lot for someone to do it in public."
"I'm sorry," I said as I wiped my eyes. "I really shouldn't be doing this." Jazz put a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him and saw him smiling.
"It's okay, kid," he said. "If I were you, I'd cry too." I smiled back- that was what I needed to make me feel good enough to stop crying.
"Thanks Jazz-man." I looked up at the Autobots. "What do I do now?" Optimus was about to reply, when an alarm sounded. "What the devil is that?"
"That's a Mini-Con signal!" said Red Alert. "Another one has woken up."
"So what does that mean?" I asked.
"It means we have to go find it," said Hot Shot. "Come on!" Everyone started running out of the room, causing me to jump up and follow them.
"Hey, wait up!" We went towards another door, which Rad, Carlos and Alexis stopped in front of. Suddenly, their clothes went from jeans and t-shirts to orange jumpsuits.
"Come on Sarah," called Carlos as he pointed to a spot on the floor. "Stand there!" I did as I was told, only to find a blue light start shining on my feet. As it moved up, my clothes also changed to an orange jumpsuit.
"Awesome!" I said and chased after Carlos. "Come on, Jazz!" He nodded and followed me.
We went to, as I was told, the teleportation room, which would take us to the area where the Mini-Con was located.
"Hey, is it a good idea to take her with us?" asked Rad. He was talking about me and I should have gotten angry, but didn't- he was only worried about my safety, although a part of me wished Carlos had asked the question.
"I'll look after her!" Hot Shot volunteered as he transformed into a sweet looking yellow hot rod. "Hop in, Sare!" I was about to do so, when he made a sort of groaning noise and spat smoke out of his tail pipe. "Uh-oh, I think I've got a problem." I bit my lip for a moment, then brightened up.
"Jazz, you go with everyone else," I said. "I'll stay here to see if I can help Hot Shot, and we'll join up with ya in a bit!"
"All right," said Optimus. "But do you know anything about mechanics?" I nodded.
"Sure do- who do you think does Jazz's check ups?" With that they were gone, leaving me alone with Hot Shot. "Okay, man- pop the hood and lets see what's shakin'."
"I don't understand, Megatron," said the jet Transformer, Starscreen. "What is so important about this girl? You told Cyclonis to kill her, but mere moments after that, you demand we spare her life. And now we must take her alive? Why, tell me why." It was true: during their battle with the Autobots, it seemed that Megatron had gotten a better look at Jazz and I. When that happened, he immediately ordered his troops to back down and retreat, although he seemed to have the upper hand. Cyclonis tried to get one more shot at me before his retreat, but was commanded not to. Megatron looked at Starscreen, Cyclonis and Demolisher and smiled.
"It's very simple, Starscreen," he said. "It all has to do with the Dedicanvelope Prophecy."
"The Dedicanvelope Prophecy?" asked the green and red tank, Demolisher. "But couldn't that other girl, Alexis just as easily be the one mentioned in the prophecy?"
"You deceive yourself, Demolisher," replied Megatron. "The Dedicanvelope Prophecy clearly states that the chosen one is a girl with the night sky coloring her hair; the soil of earth in her eyes and an orange and blue Mini-Con in her possession. This new girl fits the description perfectly." He started to laugh. "She will be the key to the undoing of the Autobots- I'm sure of it."
"Okay," I said. "I understand who you are, who the Decepticons are, and who the Mini-Cons are. But..."
"But what?" asked Carlos. Back on earth, the Autobots had explained pretty much everything to me, except for one minor detail.
"What does all this have to do with us?" I pointed to myself and Jazz. "That Megatron creep told his helicopter pal to kill me if he had to, but not to harm Jazz. And then you say he told his creeps to let me live? Why?"
"That's just his way, Sarah," said Hot Shot. "Trust me, you'll get used to it." The entire time I was asking my questions and getting answers, Optimus seemed to be off in a daze, thinking.
"It might be more than that, Hot Shot," he said after a moment. "I've been wondering the same thing, Sarah- why would Megatron order you killed then suddenly change his mind."
"Maybe he had a change of heart," suggested Alexis. Rad chuckled.
"Megatron doesn't have a heart to change.' he said.
"No, it doesn't have to do with his heart," said Optimus. He looked at the other Autobots for a moment. Red Alert looked him dead in the eye and his jaw dropped.
"You can't mean..." Optimus began to nod, cutting Red Alert off. "Oh no." I gulped and looked up at my robot companions.
"Do I even want to know why he just said 'Oh no' to you?" I asked. "Or should I just forget he said it and forget I asked?" Carlos cracked a smiled.
"This really isn't the time for making jokes, Sare," he told me. I looked over at him and gave a slightly nervous grin.
"Maybe not," I said. "But it's making me feel a little better."
"What was he 'oh no-ing,' Optimus?" asked Rad. "Is it really that bad?" Optimus looked down at Rad and nodded.
"I'm afraid it is, Rad," he replied. "Red Alert is talking about the Dedicanvelope Prophecy."
"Man," I said. "I know I'm gonna regret this, but what is the Dedicanvelope Prophecy?" No one seemed to want to answer my question- the Autobots just looked at one another. Finally, Hot Shot spoke up.
"The Dedicanvelope Prophecy was written millions of years ago," he said. "Not long after the Great War began, but before the Mini-Cons came into existence. It was said that a human child, a female with the night sky colored in her hair; the soil of earth coloring her eyes and an orange and blue Mini-Con in her possession would be the key for the Decepticons to win the war."
"How would she do that?" asked Alexis.
"I'm not one hundred percent sure," Hot Shot replied. "But it has something to do with a weapon the Decepticons made before the prophecy was written, a large laser cannon type thing. They've never been able to use it before, because there wasn't enough power to run it." Rad suddenly snapped his fingers.
"That's why they need the girl!" he cried. "She's the power source to run the laser cannon!"
"That could be right," said Optimus. "But, we never really believed in the prophecy until now, because back then humans didn't exist." Suddenly, everyone noticed that I was being very quiet. To be precise, I was sitting in a corner with my arms wrapped around my knees, trying not to cry.
"So," I said. "What you're telling me is that millions of years ago, some robot dudes predicted my birth and that I would be some sort of fuse for a laser cannon?!" Imagine my voice getting a little louder with each word I spoke and the Autobots, Rad, Alexis and Carlos nodding their heads and slowly backing away. "Well that's just great! Look at me everyone: I'm the fourteen-year-old walking, talking Die Hard battery! Yee-haw!" I stopped trying not to cry right then and there- what was the point in it? I mean, if you found out that you were nothing more than a power source for a weapon that could destroy an entire race, wouldn't you be more than a little bummed out?
As I sat there in tears, Hot Shot, Smoke Screen, Red Alert and Optimus looked at me in a rather confused way.
"What is she doing?" asked Smoke Screen. "Does she need maintenance?" Rad looked at him, just as confused as the Autobots were.
"No, she doesn't need maintenance," he said. "She's crying. Haven't you... that's a dumb question. Anyway, she's only crying."
"What is this crying?" asked Optimus. "How does it work?"
"Well," said Carlos. "When humans are hurt, sad, scared or even happy, they're eyes fill with little water drops, called tears. We do it as a way to make us feel a little better. I must say though, it takes a lot for someone to do it in public."
"I'm sorry," I said as I wiped my eyes. "I really shouldn't be doing this." Jazz put a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him and saw him smiling.
"It's okay, kid," he said. "If I were you, I'd cry too." I smiled back- that was what I needed to make me feel good enough to stop crying.
"Thanks Jazz-man." I looked up at the Autobots. "What do I do now?" Optimus was about to reply, when an alarm sounded. "What the devil is that?"
"That's a Mini-Con signal!" said Red Alert. "Another one has woken up."
"So what does that mean?" I asked.
"It means we have to go find it," said Hot Shot. "Come on!" Everyone started running out of the room, causing me to jump up and follow them.
"Hey, wait up!" We went towards another door, which Rad, Carlos and Alexis stopped in front of. Suddenly, their clothes went from jeans and t-shirts to orange jumpsuits.
"Come on Sarah," called Carlos as he pointed to a spot on the floor. "Stand there!" I did as I was told, only to find a blue light start shining on my feet. As it moved up, my clothes also changed to an orange jumpsuit.
"Awesome!" I said and chased after Carlos. "Come on, Jazz!" He nodded and followed me.
We went to, as I was told, the teleportation room, which would take us to the area where the Mini-Con was located.
"Hey, is it a good idea to take her with us?" asked Rad. He was talking about me and I should have gotten angry, but didn't- he was only worried about my safety, although a part of me wished Carlos had asked the question.
"I'll look after her!" Hot Shot volunteered as he transformed into a sweet looking yellow hot rod. "Hop in, Sare!" I was about to do so, when he made a sort of groaning noise and spat smoke out of his tail pipe. "Uh-oh, I think I've got a problem." I bit my lip for a moment, then brightened up.
"Jazz, you go with everyone else," I said. "I'll stay here to see if I can help Hot Shot, and we'll join up with ya in a bit!"
"All right," said Optimus. "But do you know anything about mechanics?" I nodded.
"Sure do- who do you think does Jazz's check ups?" With that they were gone, leaving me alone with Hot Shot. "Okay, man- pop the hood and lets see what's shakin'."