Kentucky Rain Part 3
At this point back in the town, Megatron and decided that it was not worth fooling with the people there and had gathered up his men and began to follow the road they had seen me head down. I how ever had the advantage here. This was the territory where I had spent nearly every summer of my childhood; I knew short cuts and roads that only a townie, albeit a reluctant one could know. I was in the process of bumping my beat up car over the back roads and curves, while they were flying up and down the mountain parkway looking for me.
To be completely honest I was much less than happy about having to do that, I get just a tiny bit of vertigo on the curves and so now I was in the process of keeping my stomach from trying to kill me. My guest noticed this and felt compelled to ask me about all of this.
"Are you alright? You seem like you're on the verge of..."
"It's called bazooka barfing Prime. And yes I am. I have a bit of an aversion to these types of roads."
"Then...?"
"So they wouldn't find us." I had to laugh. "You don't know much about humans do you?"
"Not that obvious is it?" Now he sounded ready to laugh.
That was when I took another curve on two wheels.
"WAhhhg! Do all human females drive this way when they are
panicked?"
"No, just when they have giant robots trying
to kill them, hold on."
Some how we got back to Stanton and made it to my hotel room, though that crappy instinct was screaming at me that I had gained us maybe a few minutes at the most. I dashed into the room and proceeded to sling my bags off the bed and in the direction of the door. I crammed the wet outfit into a garbage bag and then dashed for the door. I was on the verge of running across the road to the deserted parking lot to the van and the ambulance when they finally caught up with me.
I huge explosion hit and proceeded to knock me off my feet and down on the side walk. When I could breath again I looked up to see the red and white robot that had been one of the f-14's standing there leering down at me. I did the only thing one can do in a situation like this. I screamed.
I've never really liked screaming, in my opinion it's the most useless thing in the human arsenal of defense. It's what you do when you ass end deep in anacondas but there is nothing better to do with your self. I just don't like doing it. Still that was the situation I was in. So I screamed, I screamed bloody murder and kicked at the blue hand that was in the process of trying to clamp it's self around me. That must have caught him off guard because he pulled back for a second and I got up and tried proceeded to try and make it across the road to the two vehicles. But I was to slow and the next thing I know he had me in his hand and was lifting me up off the ground.
"This is the human you requested Mighty Megaton."
I couldn't help but pick up on the sarcasm in his voice and he turned around and presented me to the silver one. This one walked over and proceeded to look down that aquiline nose of his. I got the distinct impression that he knew me from some where, and I have to admit there was something about him that struck me as similar. Those red eyes of his got even bigger and he glared at me in utter rage.
"YOU...!" He glared more. "You're that wretched little flesh female from the stand!! Miserable thing..." He looked me up and down. "I can't believe prime would go this far."
"You above all people should know the power of the instinct to survive." He growled in my head.
Some how the silver one, Megaton heard him, "Indeed I do Prime, but still this is too far to fall for the likes of me." He turned to look at the other one. "Get it over with and then be rid of her remains, Starscream."
The red and white one looked at me for a moment and then proceeded to take hold of my collar and dangle me in front of his gun. I wanted to scream again...but there was no way in hell that I was going to give this creep the satisfaction of making me yell again, so I bit my lip and prayed for a miracle.
And one came, in the form of another giant hand that tugged the one already holding on to me away from the gun.
"Now that's no way to treat a lady Starscream. Was ya'll raised in a barn?"
With that he pulled his fist back and planted it firmly in the middle of the one called Starscream's chin. I fell flat on my face again, ate dirt, and then looked up to see the two who had saved me in the process of driving off my attackers.
That took a good five minutes mainly due to the fact that the silver one and the red one really did seem to want me dead. Still they managed to get rid of them and then turned to face me where I had remained after I had landed flat on my face.
"Ya'll right?" the red and gray one asked.
I looked up at the person who has saved me and then I did the most embarrassing thing of my life. I passed out colder than a wet mackerel.
The next thing I remember is the sound of being some where that reminded me vaguely of a military base. I sat up and looked around, and realized that I was in a base, the autobots'. I was about to get up and take a look around when I heard that my "guest" was still in residence.
"Miss Angel? Are you awake?"
"Uhh... yeah, yeah I am. What...where am I?"
"This is the ark, Ironhide and Ratchet brought you back to our base."
"Well this is just peachy." I swung my feet around off of the platform they had me on and proceeded to try and slide off. That was when a couple of things came to my attention. One I musta twisted my ankle in the fall and two, the thing that I was on was a good fifteen feet to twenty feet in the air, just dandy for a girl who happens to be a huge acrophobia sufferer.
So I bit my lip and scooched back on to the thing. "ummm.... Optimus?"
"Yes?"
"You mind telling me how I'm supposed to get down off of here?"
"Your not, you're supposed to wait here for them to get back."
"Wha?" I looked off the edge and swallowed. "And how pray tell do you know that?"
"I was still able to communicate with them while you were unconscious."
"Oh.... Duh." I was now a good three feet from the edge, "So how do I get them to come back in here?"
"One moment," he told me.
While he was in the process of talking to the rest of the auto bots some how, I took the opportunity to take a look around the room I was stuck in.
For one thing the place was huge, and I'm talking huge. Big enough to let things that must have been at least three or four stories tall walk around freely. The next thing I noticed was the room that I was in must have been the autobot equivalent of sickbay, from Star trek. Because that was exactly what it looked like, medical beds and all kinds of medical looking things all over the place. I was sitting on the top section of one of the beds or births or whatever the best term for them would be. I took all of this in and then I looked over to the birth next to me, and had to repress the urge to scream.
The thing over there looked like it had been one of them at some point, but now parts of it were horribly broken, others seemed to be melted, still other areas were nothing but messes of jagged metal, over all the general impression that I got off the thing was that it had been completely and utterly obliterated.
Some thing about my reaction must have gotten Optimus' attention because he began talking to me again at this point.
"Hey, are you alright?"
"No." I pointed to the thing on the bed across from me, "What's that?" I managed to choke out.
"That's what's left of my body." He told me softly.
"OH MY GOD!!" This time I did feel sick, at the thought that some one some where was capable of doing that to another living being. I bit my lip and choked back my reaction, "I'm so sorry! Who did this too you? Why did they do this too you?"
"The person who did this," He informed me, "Was Megatron, If I hadn't changed to my alternate mode when I did the damage would have been worse. As for the why, it's a war."
"THAT'S NOT AN EXCUSE!!" I snarled back.
There was silence for a few moments and then he replied.
"Its not the first time he's done it."
I was on the verge of saying more when the door to the place swished open and the white one, Ratchet, and some others, two black and white ones, and the red and gray, Ironhide, walked in.
"How ya feelin' lil' lady?" he asked me with a smile.
I looked up at him, "as well as can be expected." I paused and looked over at the body, "all things considered."
Ratchet looked over at the body and sighed, "I'm sorry miss, I should have..."
"Don't apologize," I told him. "None of this is your fault."
"Awww.. miss," this was one of the black and white ones, he had almost a Cajun accent going on. "You still shouldn't have had to see that."
"I'm not upset over that, just the fact that some one could do... THAT" I waved at the next table, "to another person..."
"Person?" The one with the Cajun accent asked me.
"Yes person, you're alive aren't you? That makes you a person." I paused and though about that for a moment. "Why would you ask me a question like that?"
"Never mind, long story," He looked at the body, then at me. "You really didn't need to see that then."
"No. I didn't but I did any way." I sighed, "So You gonna give me any details or do I have to guess?"
The second black and white one came over and looked down at me, "Its part of all of this, just shows how vicious Megatron really is."
"No kidding?" I looked him over, "So what's your name?"
"Prowl," he motioned to the other black and white one, "This is Jazz."
"Nice to meet you, by the way," I looked over to Ironhide and ratchet, "thanks you two."
"For what?" Ironhide's optics flashed at me in what I suppose was their version of a blink.
"I think she means thanks for saving her life," Ratchet told him as he finished pulling what I guess was a hospital curtain, between me and the remains of Optimus' body. "Miss Angel, what you just saw, granted it's horrible, but thanks to you he's still alive. His spark is intact and as long as you keep him safe that," He motioned beyond the curtain, "Can be repaired."
"Okay then, so get me off of this thing so I can leave you alone and let you do your job doc."
Jazz smiled at me, "Hehe, she's got the spunk Prime, I'll give her that."
"You don't know the half of it Jazz."
"And what is that supposed to mean?" I grumbled.
The autobots standing around me all looked at each other and then back at me, all looking like they were about to laugh. I frowned and crossed my arms and glared. Finally Prowl broke the dead lock.
"Well miss, we have some human sized rooms, if you would like to use one while you're here?"
"Thank you," I nodded, "that would be great. And ahh... could you?" I made a vague motion to the ground.
Prowl shook his head and a few moments later I was on the ground, desperately trying to hop on one foot in the direction that had been indicated to me.
"Bloody ankle!" I snarled.
Again
I got the grin from Jazz and then I found my self being hauled deeper
into the base. He finally made it to a smaller set of doors and sat
me on the floor.
"This here's the one we picked out for ya.
Ironhide found ya bags and put them in there."
"Thanks Jazz."
I told him.
"Hey don't thank me Kitten; you're the one doing all the work. You just take care of the boss ya hear?"
"Loud n' clear Jazz man," the door swished open and I took a look inside.
"They weren't able to save mosta your clothes, but they did manage to get ya CD player, discs and note books out of that mess."
"Well," I told him as I hobbled around my new room, "I can write and I can listen to my music. Clothes wise I guess I'm going to have to improvise."
"I'm sure if you tell one of our human associates about your problems they can provide you with an adequate set of garments." Optimus chimed.
"I'm gonna take that in to serious consideration. Now, if you dun mind Jazz I'd like to be as alone as I can get for a while."
"Roger that kitten, you need any thing though you yell ya hear?"
"I will, thanks."
The door shut and I was left alone with my self and the voice in my head.
"Well, now what?" I asked him.
"Now all we can do is wait, and hope that this dosen't take that long."
"No offense Prime, but I have to agree with you there."
I settled back into the couch of my new room and proceeded to just wait. I had no where else to be at the moment so I wanted to relax as much as I could. Unfortunately relaxing is something that the universe has decided that I can live with out. I was on the couch of a total of five minutes when the energy bursts I had been feeling for the last two days hit me again. Only this time it was worse than it had ever been before. This time it felt like my insides were about to dissolve. I bit my lip and rolled off the couch on to the floor.
I'm not really sure what happened after that because the next thing I remember is waking up back in the medical center with every one I knew so far looking down at me.
"Ya wake yet lil lady?" Ironhide asked.
"Ooh... yeah." I sat up and put my head in my hands, "but I wish I were still out. What was that?"
Ratchet appeared next to me and gave me the grim doctor look, that was the look that when seen on a human doctor, let you know that some serious stuff was on the verge of going down.
"Well?!" I demanded.
"Well the best way I can describe it is that your body is trying to absorbed energon."
I blinked numbly up at him, "and that means?"
He thought for a second, "It's the fuel we use, our energy source. It's not toxic to humans under most circumstances. But ...."
"I've,
got your boss' spark in my head and it's causing this stuff to
have some weird effect on me?"
"Exactly... though the problem
is I have no clue how you might have gotten it into your body in the
first place."
I sighed and looked up at all of them, "Probably when I was crawling around in the mud trying to rescue him."
All at once I just felt incredibly tired, I put my head on my knees and let out a long sigh. This vacation had turned into a nightmare and I honestly couldn't see any way out of it for the moment. I lifted my head back up and looked at them.
"Well is it okay if I go back to my room? I'm exhausted all of a sudden."
Ratchet nodded at me, "that would be an excellent idea miss. If you feel any thing odd though, come here immediately."
