A Girl Transformed
Chapter one
My name is Cobalt, Cobalt Pop Maxwell. I am 15 years old with brown eyes and brown hair with red and gold streaks in it. Currently, I live in a apartment on the 22nd floor with a main room with the entrance facing west, a small bedroom, a bathroom with a window in the shower; not to high that you can't see out and not to low that you can see anything. The dining room is connected off of the main room off to the north and the kitchen is connected to the dining room off to the west.
I love the apartment I've rented, and the main room is the best part of it. It's giant, east facing window has a great view of the city from the east, especially in the morning hours as the sun rises. Even better when there are no buildings over ten stories to ubstruct the horizon.
So, what do I do with the bedroom? I fill it with electronics, woodworking, metal working and modeling equipment. Since I am 15, I still attend school, but not highschool. I attend a technology school, which is cool, because they let you wear almost anything you want and they let you color or dye your hair. But besides that, they let you program computers, build stuff with metal and wood and unlike normal schools, they pay you to learn and create things that can help out people and factories. While I'm good with computers, I enjoy metalworking and just recently, I built my own hoverboard that works by using the earth's magnetic field.
While I love the school and my apartment, the distance between each other is quite great, about three miles. But that's no problem because I'm allowed a special drivers license that allows me to drive motorcycles, cars, trucks and a number of other vehicles, to school and just about everywhere else (after completing an extensively long and hard driving class). Which is what I'm going to do today.
"Ah slag, I'm late!" I say to myself as I run out to the balcony, close the door and ride my hoverboard down to the ground parking lot where my motorcycle is parked. "Okay, I've got ten minutes till class starts, better get going," I said as I started the engine and speeded out of the parking lot. Well, it won't be the end of the world if I don't make it on time or if I don't go today.
"KABOOM!"
"What the heck was that?" I exclaimed as I drove to the origin of the blast. Soon, I had driven myself to a cliff. As I climbed off of my bike and walked to the edge, I saw an amazing site I knew I would never forget.
"Giant robots?" I said in awe as I watched as two sides of them exchanged laser-like gunfire.
"Heh, heh, heh, look boss, I found the minicon!" one of the robots with helicopter-like propellers on its back, said maniacally.
"Good work Cyclonus. Decepticons, retreat!" yelled another robot with horn-things on its head and the robots on the one side disappeared one at a time.
"Ha, ha, ha, we've got the minicon! See ya later, autobot suckas!" yelled the helicopter-bladed robot called Cyclonus to the one side and fired a shot towards the cliff where I was standing and disappeared. Suddenly the ground below me was ground no longer. The cliff face I had been standing on had collapsed beneath me!
"Aaaaaaaa..." I screamed as I fell.
"There's a human falling from the cli-"
"I'll save 'em."
I was falling and then I landed softly onto something solid. Since I felt no pain from where I could have been hurt, I slowly opened my eyes to discover that I had not fallen on something, but that someone had caught me. As I looked up, I noticed that I had been saved by one of the robots.
I looked up to see who saved me; the robot was red and silver with a mostly red head. He had a golden-brown mask-like faceplate that covered his nose and mouth where only his eyes were visible. And he had the most handsome golden eyes I had ever seen in my life. But his voice was enough to make you melt.
"Hey Optimus, it's not just a human, it's a pretty human female," the robot that saved me called over to the other robots. I blushed at this, seeing how no one had ever called me pretty before.
Maybe he said that because he saw my hair coloring, the color's not unlike his own, I thought as the other robots ran over to us.
"Hey cute one, my name's Jetfire, what's yours?" he asked me. I smiled; no one else except my parents had ever called me pretty or cute before.
"My name's Cobalt, Cobalt Pop Maxwell," I replied to Jetfire.
"Cute name."
"Thank you."
"Is she all right?" a blue, gray and red robot with a grayish-silver faceplate asked.
"She's all right and her name's Cobalt, Optimus," confirms Jetfire.
"Well, we should introduce ourselves," replies the robot. "My name is Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots on planet Cybertron. I've seen you've met our Vice Commander, Jetfire."
"Yo."
"Hi."
"Hello Cobalt, my name's Red Alert," a blue, gray and red robot with a cross on its head, said to me.
I wonder if he's some sort of robot medic.
"And this guy here is Longarm, my minicon," Red Alert indicated to me, pointing to the blue and red robot on his shoulder.
"Pleased to meet you Red Alert and Longarm," I replied to them.
"Yo, my name's Hot Shot and this here's Jolt," said a yellow robot while pointing to a pink, cone-headed minicon with helicopter-like propellers on its back.
"Pleased to meet you both," I replied back to them.
"Cobalt, my name's Smokescreen, he's Liftor," called over a blue and orange robot with a crane on his right shoulder. The minicon also looked like him.
The minicons look like their robot partners.
"Pleased to meet you," I replied to Smokescreen and Liftor.
"My name's Scavenger and this is Rollbar and those two over there are Blurr and Incinerator," a green, purple and gray robot called over to me while pointing to the light blue and orange robot with a blue faceplate. His minicon that was sitting on his left shoulder, was also light blue and orange. The two didn't say anything, but just waved back to me.
"I'm pleased to meet all four of you," I replied to them.
" Hey, you forgot me, I'd like to be introduced too ," cried out a yellow minicon sitting on Optimus' right shoulder.
"Oh, sorry sparkplug. Cobalt, this is Sparkplug," Optimus said to me.
"Pleased to meet you Sparkplug," I said to him.
"I'm pleased to meet you too, Cobalt," he said back to me.
"Oh how cute, he speaks english!" I said, grinning enthusiastically.
"Hey Optimus, what's going on?" yelled a red-haired boy that looked close to my age. Four others, three boys and a girl, joined him. They were all wearing orange jumpsuits and three minicons joined them as they ran over to us.
"Kids, meet Cobalt, Jetfire saved her from falling from that cliff that collapsed. Why don't you introduce yourselves," Optimus informed them.
"My name's Rad," the boy with red hair and blue eyes said to me.
"I'm Alexis," said the girl with brown hair to me.
"Call me Carlos," a boy with brown hair and dark skin said to me.
"My name's Billy," said a boy with brown hair and freckles.
"And I'm Fred," replied the last boy who had black hair and looked to be overweight.
"It's nice to meet all of you," I replied to them. "Hey Optimus, even though you're all robots, I get the feeling that's not really what I should call you. Exactly, what species are you?" I asked cautiously to him.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I'm a human, and they're human," I specified, pointing to Rad and his friends, "But what are you guys?"
"Oh that. Were the transformers," Optimus replied.
"Why are you called transformers?" I asked curiously.
"Because," Jetfire started, I turned to face him, "we can do this," and he tossed me high into the air.
Once I balanced myself, I looked down just in time to see Jetfire transform into a space shuttle. He briefly stopped transforming long enough to let me gently fall into the cockpit and finished his transformation.
"That was so cool!" I exclaimed.
"Thanks, I get that all the time," Jetfire replied to me. "Well, I think I'd better transform back before the others get suspicious and think we're doing something."
"He, he you're funny," I said to him.
"Yeah, I know," he replied back to me and transformed the top of the shuttle again.
Again, I was flung into the air. A pleasant experience and quite fun too. I looked down to watch him transform into his robot mode again and I began to fall. Soon after, I fell back gently into the palm of his hand; that was so fun that I could do that all day.
"Can you walk?" Jetfire questioned me.
"I'm not sure," I replied "After falling from that cliff, my body may still be tensed up, but I'll give it a try."
Yes, I could walk. Despite that I had tensed up really badly from my fall enough to hurt myself, I was fine. Apparently, just sitting in Jetfire's hand must have relaxed me enough for myself not to be hurt. Not to mention figuratively turning into a puddle of goo everytime I looked at him and he looked at me at the same time. Hmm, maybe his face has healing powers and whenever you look at him, you're instantly healed. Naaah.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. The Decepticons are another group of transformers who want the minicons as slaves to rule the universe," Optimus answered. "The Decepticons were the one side of transformers you saw us fighting."
"Yeah, I'll help as much as I can, besides, I'd like to get back at the guy who almost killed me," I said with an annoyed tone to my voice.
That was one reason. These guys are so cool that if I didn't help, I'd have just passed up the chance of a lifetime. And I also don't think I could stand never to see Jetfire again, hmm... I think I like him quite a bit.
"Hey, what was that transformers name, the one that almost killed me?"
"The jerk's name is Cyclonus," the transformer's called Hotshot answered.
"Well, now that it's decided, why don't you come back to our base with us, if you're not doing anything today," asked Optimus.
"Actually, I was on my way to tech school, but it won't hurt myself or anyone else if I take a day off."
"But what about grades?" piped up Alexis suddenly.
"Actually, there's no such thing as grades at my school. We actually get a lot of freedom, we can wear almost anything we want and have hair color. Well, we do get grades, but it's not what you expect. We're paid to learn and create new technology to help people, it's quite fun, but you have to be very smart to enroll."
"Um, okay," Alexis said back to me, she sort of looked dumbfounded.
"Bit of a lengthy speech there Cobalt," Jetfire pointed out. I think he was amused by it.
"Hey Optimus, before we go to the base, can I get my bike from that cliff up there?" I asked as I pointed up. My red and gold Kawasaki was still up there, safe. I didn't park to close to the edge, but I did walk to the edge.
I loved to ride my Kawasaki and if that Cyclonus jerk caused my bike to, well, fall and wreck, he doesn't know it, but he's glad he didn't, otherwise he'd eventually be feeling a whole lot of pain. To explain the red and gold colors, the night before I went bike shopping, I couldn't figure out what colors I wanted. So I meditated, and saw red and gold flames in my vision. Now, I'm mostly a gold streak when I drive. At the time, I had no idea why I picked red and gold, which has nothing to do with the fact if I like the color or not! Now that I have met Jetfire, I understand why.
"Sure you can, just park it in my trailer when we warp back to the base," Optimus agreed to me.
"Thank you," I replied back to Optimus. "Wait, warp, huh? I'm confused," I said dumbfounded.
"Don't worry about it, you'll see soon enough, now lets get this bike down from here," Jetfire said smoothly to me while gently rubbing the top of my head with his right index finger, then proceeded to grab my bike like a toy and put it into the truck trailer that was Optimus.
"It's secure Optimus," Jetfire confirmed.
"All right, transform and lets head back to the warp gate," commanded Optimus.
"I'm gonna have to transform again, you ready Cobalt?" Jetfire asked.
"Yeah." I replied. Again, I found myself in midair.
"TRANSFORM!"
I looked down to watch Jetfire transform back into shuttle mode again. Just watching it was amazing. A second later I was sitting in the cockpit again.
"You like doing that don't you," Jetfire stated to me.
"Huh, like doing what?"
"Being tossed in the air and watching me transform."
"Well yes. Being tossed in the air is quite fun and more fun than any rollercoaster I've ever ridden," I expressed to him, I couldn't tell if the was listening or not, but I think he was. After all, he did ask the question. "And watching you transform, I've never seen anything like it in my life and it's just amazing to watch."
"Well thank you."
That was the last thing he said until we reached the warpgate. In the mean time, I checked out the interior of Jetfire's shuttle mode and watched the clouds. It took about five minutes to get there.
"All right men, here's the warpgate," announced Optimus.
"So, what happens now?" I asked.
"You see, we warp from the base to where the minicon is, and when we're done, to get back we've got to be at the same coordinates from where we originally warped. And that's here," Jetfire explained to me.
"All right men, three... two... one... warp!" announced Optimus.
For a few seconds, my body got all tingly and warm. Then I sort of consciously passed out for who knows how long, I was fine, I just couldn't remember anything past the tingly part. Then I was all tingly and warm again and a few seconds later, it stopped. I looked around and the surrounding was different; we were back at the base. I exited the shuttle, via by being tossed and caught by Jetfire after he transformed, then placed on the ground.
"Jetfire, how long was I out for?" I asked him.
"You never passed out Cobalt. I was watching the entire time," he replied. He watched me the entire time. How sweet. Wait, how did he do that?
"Well it's just that I don't remember anything past being warm and tingly," I said back to him.
"Hmm, forgetting and being warm and tingly, I've never heard of the warp gate ever doing that to someone. Maybe you can feel it because you're human, yeah that's probably it," Jetfire thought outloud, sort of amused. He looked cute; his legs were spread slightly apart, his left arm supporting his right arm with his chin in his fingers. He looked slightly upward, deep in thought, cute.
"Ah, I know, this will answer my original question," I exclaimed. "Okay, Jetfire, new question," he turned his head down to face me, now moving any part of his body. "How long did it take us to warp?"
"About four seconds," he replied back to me.
"Cobalt, here's your bike," Optimus called to me.
"Thanks Optimus."
"You can drive?" questioned Rad.
"Yes I can," I replied.
"Just how old are you?" asked Alexis.
"I'm only fifteen."
"But I thought that you couldn't drive until you're eighteen," stated Rad.
"You're right, that's true, but everyone that is enrolled at the tech school I attend has an option of taking a class that allows you to instantly drive once you pass and are issued a special license," I explained as I took out my license and to prove what I said was true, I let them pass it around to look at and passed it back to me.
"What do your parents say about this?" asked Optimus.
"Huh? My parents? They don't know that I drive," I replied to him.
"What do you mean Cobalt?"
"Huh? Oh, I live by myself in an apartment. My parents are overseas and have been since I was thirteen. Before they left, we all lived together in our house and I began attending my tech school. After they left, I used the bus to get to school and rented an apartment that was closer," I explained. They all seemed interested. "Shortly after they left, I was given the option to take a course on driving to get a license at fourteen and I accepted. It was hard, but now I can drive any vehicle I want."
"It's dangerous for someone at your age to live on her own," stated Optimus.
"I understand your concern, but I'm careful and well skilled in the arts of fighting," I replied with a cocky tone to my voice.
"I see, but to ensure your safety, would you be interested in staying here with us and help us to fight the Decepticons and rescue the minicons? I know this may seem sudden, but I have reasons to believe that your knowledge and skill can prove invaluable to us," explained Optimus. "Do you wish to accept my offer?"
"Before I agree to anything, exactly where did we warp to?"
"Actually, the minicon wasn't to far from the base. We warped about a mile to the west to find the minicon," stated Optimus.
"So when we warped back, we warped a mile to the east, right?" I questioned.
Optimus nodded his head in agreement.
"Let's see, when I stood at the cliff, I was about half a mile from my apartment. So if I was half a mile heading east and then warped a mile east, that means I'm only half a mile from school!" I thought out loud. "Optimus, due to the fact that my trip to school is shortened and I am interested in fighting for the autobots, I accept your offer."
Optimus extended his hand to shake in agreement, but due to his great size, I shook his right index finger instead. I am now to take up residence at the autobot base.
