A Girl Transformed

Chapter three

"Hey Jetfire, want to go see what everyone's doing?" I asked.

"Sure, I'll show you around, you'll need to know need to know where and what things are if you'll be living here," he said as he walked out of my room; I ran to catch up to him.

"Hey, need some help?" he asked as he brought his hand down to my height. Because of my size, I needed to run to keep up at his pace.

"Yeah, that would be nice," I answered and walked onto his hand.

Mmm, It feels nice to be carried around. I absentmindedly put my hands behind me to where I could lean back some. In doing so, I found out that the metal his hand was made of didn't quite feel like regular metal, but was kind of warm and live like. It sort of feels like,when you take your hand away, you can still feel it on your hand, sort of like putting your hand to your cheek and taking it back away again.

I stopped thinking about this long enough to notice that we had walked into a big room with monitor screens and equitment all over. Optimus, Red Alert, Scavenger and the kids were watching something on the biggest monitor there.

"This is the Control Room," stated Jetfire. "we plan stratigies, get the coordinates for where to find the minicons and during our battles, the kids cover us and look for the minicon while we're fighting Megatron and the Decepticons," he finished.

"Megatron?" I asked.

"Oh, you don't know, you know how Optimus is the leader of the Autobots," he explained.

"Mmhm."

"Well Megatron is the leader of the Decepticons," he finished.

"Okay, I understand now, thank you for telling me that," I told him.

"Ah, Jetfire, just the 'bot I'm looking for, I could use your help," asked Optimus.

"What for sir?" questioned Jetfire.

"I need you to look over this report and tell me what you think," said Optimus and handed him a green glowing, piece of paper shaped pad.

He took it in his right hand and held it in both hands to read it. Being as currious and interested to learn as I am, I walked over and tried to read too. No luck; the text was in a different language that I had never seen before, probably the Autobots native language, I couldn't understand it. If I wanted to know, I would have to wait for Jetfire's comment of it. So I sat back down and waited.

"Why not send over some troops to protect the citizens?" suggested Jetfire.

"If the army sees us, Queen Calasteia may chose to act aggresively twoard the troops and also endanger the citizens," warned Optimus.

"That's true," thought Jetfire. "Hey, why not disguise the troops as regular unomonian citizens, would that work?" he asked.

"Yes it would, good plan Jetfire, we'll do just that," ordered Optimus.

"Jetfire, what was that about?" I asked.

"There have been some civil disputes on the planet of Unomon for the past 25 earth years," he explained.

"Oh okay," I said, nodding my head.

"Well that's mostly what's all here," he said and walked out of the Control Room. We turned left, walked a bit farther and into another room on the left.

"This is the Warp Room, you already know what it does," he said and walked back out. We walked a few steps to the left, then turned right down a coridoor. About halfway down, he stopped.

I turned around "Is there something wrong Jetfire?" I asked.

"There's nothing wrong, I was just thinking about something," he replied.

"Care to tell me or would you rather not?" I asked.

"Uh, what was in that box I was looking at today?" he asked.

"Which box, there were many."

"The one I was looking at before you scared me," he replied.

"Oh, that one, that was a box of feminine items," I answered. If he didn't ask anything else about it, I won't say anymore. No such luck on that happening.

"What are the items used for?" he asked.

"The items are called tampons," I began to explain.

Ten minutes later, I finished explaining what they were used for, and basically gave him a small biology lesson on human creation. As a result, dispite having a faceplate, I could kind of tell that his mouth was probably hanging open under it.

"Quite a fistful isn't it?"

"Umm, yeah, I'll go show you the target room now," and he started walking again.

When we got to the target room, Hotshot, Smokescreen and Blurr were there. In the target room, there were some stationary targets and a few machines off to the side that looked like disk launchers. Hotshot and Blurr were shooting while Smokescreen was launching off disks. Smokescreen was launching off disks. Smokescreen was the first to notice us, he launched off a disk then stopped. Hotshot and Blurr fired at it then looked over to Smokescreen to see why he stopped. He pointed to us and Hotshot and Blurr turned to face us.

"Hey Jetfire, want to shoot some targets with us?" asked Hotshot.

"You don't mind do you Cobalt?" he asked me.

"Nope."

"Yeah, Blurr, can you hold Cobalt?" he asked.

"Sure," Blurr replied.

"Let the mech show you how it's done," said Jetfire and walked over to the wall and grabbed a handgun out of the collection of guns hanging on the wall. He walked over to a line marked on the ground and took aim.

"Let 'em fly Smokescreen," called Jetfire, not making any movements.

"You got it," said Smokescreen and pressed a button on the machine.

Ten disks flew out of the machine and are shot down as if ten people were shooting. But the only one shooting was Jetfire. He was so good, I couldn't even count the blasts that came out of the gun; they were so fast. When he finshed, he lowered the gun to his side.

"Oh wow, I wish I could do that," I said, almost whispering, after he finished shooting.

"Actually, I think it would be a good idea to learn how to," replied Jetfire suddenly. I didn't think he could actually hear me. "It would be a good idea with the Decepticons and all, they have been known to attack and infiltrate the base."

"I would love to learn how to, I've played laser tag and have gone paintballing, but I have never been very good. I would love to learn to aim and shoot straight and if would be great if I could become as skilled as you, Jetfire," I said in awe of becoming a skilled shot.

"Well then, why don't we start now," said Jetfire and Blurr set me down on the ground. "There's a rack of guns over there. Why don't you chose one of the Minicon-sized guns."

I walked over to the rack hanging on the wall. There were about two dozen of them that were minicon size. All different styles and colors were there and some had writing over them. I assumed that those had already been claimed. I walked over to the ones with no writing. Since I didn't know much about gun styles, I picked up a nice looking red, gold and blue one that caught my eye. Holding the gun, I walked back over to Jetfire.

"You decided already?" asked Jetfire. "That's a pretty good one you chose," he said looking down at the gun in my hands.

"Yeah, I don't know much about guns so I chose it because I liked the colors," I replied.

"This is a really good style, one of the best, the reason for the excelent choice of paint the makers used," he said. "May I see it please?"

"Sure," I replied. I handed it to him; it was so small in his hands.

He checked it over, probably to make sure it worked correctly. He then handed it back to me.

"I thought so. It's a G42 Starburst, one of the best," he said, placing his hands on his hips. "Why don't you give it a try?" and motioned to a stationary target.

"Okay," I said and walked over to the target.

I then noticed something. There was a metal wall thing were the target was that was about seven meters tall I think. I need to get to the top if I wanted to shoot. That shouldn't be a problem. Jetfire motioned to help me, but was a second to late. I had already jumped about four meters and I was still rising rapidly. At about thirteen meters, I began to desend and shifted my body weight to land on the platform. I landed with may left foot touching just before my right with my knees slightly bent. I stood up and turned around to face them. Upon doing this, I quickly set the gun down, grabed my digital camera I always carried with me and took a picture of them.

I bought the picture upon view mode. "Perfect," I said, smiling.

Both Hotshot and Smokescreen's Jaws were droped, Blurr just stood there and Jetfire was bent over, still ready to pick me up. All of them stared at me, motionless.

"You should see yourselves!" I laughed.

It was about a minute before anyone moved or said anything. Jetfire stood back up and Hotshot was the first to speak.

"Where did you learn to jump like that?" asked Hotshot.

"Years of hard work in martial arts and literaly falling off a balcony to my death," I replied.

"How did you fall to your death, you're standing right in front of us," asked Blurr.

I put away my camera and picked the gun back up. "I was being careless about a year ago you sitting on my balcony of my former apartment on the 22nd floor; about 198 ft above the ground. I was sitting on the edge when a huge gust of wind knocked me over the edge," I explained. They all nodded their heads in aggrement.

"I assumed this because I was suddenly clinging to the side of the building for dear life about four floors below. It was then I discovered I had a natural ability for scaling walls." They continued nodding their heads slightly.

"I knew that if I chose to climb down, I would be locked out of my apartment. So I decided to climb back up the wall to my balcony. It took me twenty minutes, but I learned how to climb walls really well," I finished.

"Cobalt, do you like explaining things?" asked Jetfire.

"Well I guess I do, I have to do it all the time when exploring how things work, what I think and writing hypothesis' for school. I'm probably used to it since I do it alot, I'm doing it right now aren't I?" I stated, chuckling a bit.

"Yes you are," said Jetfire, also chuckling at my statement.

I turned around to face the target. "Okay, how should I do this?" I asked.

"Anyway works on how to stand and hold the gun, just aim and fire," replied Jetfire.

I aimed and looked at the target, allowing myself to also temporally see two guns. Keeping focused on the target, I lined up the right image of the gun on the target. Feeling that it was aimed good, I pulled the trigger and fired three shots a couple of seconds apart.

"Good shot Cobalt!" cheered Jetfire.

"You just hit the bulls eye, you sure about saying that you're not that good?" asked smokescreen.

"Well, it's been a few years since I've ever done something like this, I've probably just have gotten better," I replied to him.

"Huh," said Jetfire and seemed to touch where an ear would be. "Jetfire here... two in one day... Sideswipe huh?"

When Jetfire mentioned Sideswipe to whoever was on the line, I think it was Optimus, I thought I saw Blurr tense up slightly.

"Alright then, I'll inform him... Jetfire out," he finished.

"What was that about, Jetfire?" I asked.

"You're not the only one who's joining us today," replied Jetfire. "We have a new recruit, just joined the Autobots and his name's Sideswipe," continued Jetfire, he turned to Blurr. "And Optimus says he's been talking alot about you. Look's like you have a fan, Blurr."

"Oh really, Sideswipe huh? I've never heard of him," commented Blurr.

"You will soon, he's coming down here as we speak. Are you sure you two have never met before, he seemed to know quite a bit about you from Optimus' perspective," questioned Jetfire.

At this, Blurr tensed up even more. I think he was lying.

"No, we've never met," confirmed Blurr.

"Okay then, want to go meet him Cobalt?" he asked me. He reached his open hand to me.

"Yeah, let's go meet him," I replied. "But what should I do with the gun?" I looked down at it.

"Keep it with you, It's yours now," he said. I then jumped onto his palm.

"Oh really Jetfire? It's mine?" I asked, slightly surprised.

"It's really yours Cobalt," he said back to me. "You have good aim, better than some transformers I've seen. I belive it deserves to be in your hands the most. Take good care of it Cobalt."

"Oh thank you so much Jetfire," I replied excitedly to him. "You don't have to worry one bit, I'll take great care of it," and saluted to him just because I wanted to.

"Alright then, lets go meet Sideswipe," he said and started towards the exit. He reached the exit then turned around. " Don't shoot yourselves now," he called to them.

"Funny Jetfire, don't worry, we won't," laughed Smokescreen.

"Hey, you just hit me in the head with your crane!" yelled Blurr.

"Sorry about that," Smokescreen said back.

"Heh heh, see you guys later," he called back to them. I waved to them also. We then left the room. I looked at my watch, it was now 11:40.

"Jetfire."

"Yes Cobalt?"

"When Blurr said that he didn't know anything about Sideswipe, I had the strange feeling that he was lying," I admitted.

"I thought the same thing too Cobalt," he replied to me.

"How could you tell?"

"He wasn't speaking in the tone he usually uses and he seemed nervous when I asked him," he explained.

"That's how I came to that assumption," I commented. "Hey maybe we'll find out why Blurr lied when we meet Sideswipe."

"We probably will, hey, there he is now," he pointed to the Autobot that was approaching us.

Sideswipe was blue, silver, black and yellow and apeared to transform into a blue car. He had light blue eyes that looked like sunglasses and stood shorter than Jetfire. A minicon with wheels for arms and a light for a face sat on his shoulder.

"My name's Sideswipe, this here's Nightbeat," he introduced. "You must be Jetfire."

"I am, we've heard alot about you Sideswipe."

"Then you probably know why I came here," he stated.

"Uh, no we don't know why you came," admitted Jetfire. "I was hoping you could clue us in," he looked down at me, then back to Sideswipe.

"I think I should start from the beginning to make sense," he began. "Before I joined the Autobots, I didn't know what to do with my life. I hung out with the wrong crowds and I constantly got myself into trouble. Then one day, a few guys who didn't like me much knocked me offline and tied me up to a metal pole for some fun. When I came back online, I was all alone, tied up to a pole. I don't remember how long I called for help, then Commander Blurr came. Commander Blurr, he saved me, he shot the rope off of my leg with just one shot. It was at that time I asked him his name and told him mine. I went to thank Commander Blurr, but I was to late; he was already gone," at that time, he got a noticably strange look on his face.

"It was at this time I finally knew what I wanted to do with my life. I want to be just like Commander Blurr. He helped me without even bothering to know who I was. I then became an Autobot so I could find Commander Blurr, learn how to be like him and accompany him into battle. You might say that he's my role model."

"He definitely does sound like he's your role model," commented Jetfire.

"He is. By the way, where is he now? I've still never got to thank him for saving me that time," he asked, looking around slightly.

"Blurr's in the target room," I answered, finally drawing attention to myself. "The target room is that entrance right down there," I pointed to it.

"And who might you be?" he asked me.

"My name is Cobalt Pop Maxwell. You're not the only one who's new to this base today. I hope you're not to dissapointed on not getting your quarters next to Blurr's, I sort of chose that one," I admitted to him.

"No, that's alright, I'm fine with it."

"Oh good. It is nice to meet both of you," I said.

"Same to you Cobalt. Uh, where did you say Commander Blurr was again?" he asked me.

"He's in the target room," I answered to him.

"Thank you Cobalt, bye," and he ran past us. I assume that Blurr must have walked out just then because we then heard "Commander Blurr, it's you!"

"Uh, hello Sideswipe," he replied sounding nervous.

"Where are you going Commander Blurr? Come back!"

We turned around just in time to see Blurr being chased by Sideswipe down the cooridoor, both in vehicle mode. Hotshot and Smokescreen now stood in the cooridoor, watching them.

"COMMANDER BLURR! PLEASE COME BACK!"

"GO AWAY!"

"Hey Smokescreen," said Hotshot suddenly, "I've got an idea."

"Oh yeah and what's that?"

"Why don't we go and follow them," suggested Hotshot.

"Great idea Hotshot, let's do it," and both of them transformed and took off after Blurr and Sideswipe.

"I think we've solved the mystery to why Blurr lied, Jetfire," I giggled.

"Oh yeah and what's that?" he asked.

"Well I think that he doesn't like Sideswipe that much because he annoys him so much and seems to be obssessed with him," I explained.

"Really," he exclaimed.

"Well, he's addressed Blurr as Commander Blurr nine times already; I, uh, counted. I think that's it, because wouldn't you get annoyed at a person that kept calling you Commander Jetfire all the time?" I asked him.

"I would, you said it Cobalt," he replied and we both started laughing. I'll have to remember not to call him Commander Jetfire frequently like Sideswipe, if at any time at all.

I was looking up at him also laughing with my arms crossed behind my head. Then suddenly, my vision went hazy with yellow static and my head got hot and I dropped my gun. The last thing I remember before nothing is seeing Jetfire's eyes light up in alarm.

"Cobalt, what's wrong?"

Falling backwards, Jetfire called out my name and tried grab me I think.

"Cobalt!"

I passed out.