Thanks to my first review-ee. Heres the second part!
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As he neared the secretary motioned for the young man to go on in.
"Dr. Jones I have this week's Energon shipment record for you to sign." Rad said as he entered the room. Dr. Jones was looking over some papers. "Sir?"
DR Jones looked up and realized Rad was there.
"Oh, Bradley! Yes! Very good...um...what was it that you said?" He asked a bit red.
"Energon Shipment." Rad said.
"Oh! Of course." Rad handed the Doctor the clipboard.Rad took back the board after Dr. Jones had signed his John Hancock.
"By the way, Kicker asked me if I'd ask you to send him his pay in cash." Rad told him half laughing.
Kicker's father shook his head, "At least he's being productive. Thanks to him our battle suit prototype is making the police force very anxious to try it themselves'."
"That good news. At least we won't have to badger at management to get this thing selling, Kicker's doing it for us."
Dr. Jones nodded. Indeed Kicker was doing remarkably well. His physical status made him the perfect tester. Most parents would be very reluctant having their child test a battle suit prototype. His wife Miranda had been the very same. Miranda was Dr. Jones second wife. Kicker's mother, Lucille, was hit and killed by a car right in front of Kicker when he was 3. Two years later he married Miranda and Sally was born the following spring.
"Yes, lets just hope kicker doesn't fid out. He'll want a raise." Dr. Jones kidded with his young employee. Rad and Carlos had both been invaluable workers since they were Kicker's age.
Dr. Jones continued on with his work and Rad left to deliver the clipboard to the records department.
Kickers walked down the hall to the lab waving at office workers as he went. Many of them new him personally from when he was brought here to be babysat. His dad's company used to be a construction company, but after they discovered evergon their objective was changed. After Kicker's birth mother passed away, his dad couldn't find anyone to watch him so he brought him to work and the many personnel kept an eye on the toddler.
Kicker turned a corner into the lab as the corridor came to a dead end. Misha was putting up what looked like a dartboard target on the wall.
"What pray tell would the bull's-eye be for?" Kicker asked suspiciously.
"Were going to be testing your weapons today." Misha told him as he walked pat her and into the dressing room where he put on the suit. It was more of a closet than a room. Actually it had been the janitors closet until they cleaned it out for this purpose. Kicker closed the door and reached out awkwardly into the dark space for the beaded string that turned on the light.
He found it, pulled and the bare light bulb shone into his eyes, making him wince.
"I didn't know I had weapons!" Kicker told her as he removed his white jacket and hung it upon a hanger. Kicker's voice sounded a bit muffled but still audio-able.
"That's because you were so impatient when your father and I were explaining the suit to you, you didn't here the part about the weapons system next to your com-link." Misha told him through the oak door.
Kicker pulled out the suit from a metal case that had been placed next to a full mirror in the back of the closet. As he removed his red T-shirt he saw a gold chain fall to the ground.
After staring at it for a moment he bent down and picked it up. He held it in his hands for a few moments, soaking up the chain's significance to him. It'd been his mothers. She had worn it the day of the accident. He wore it everyday since and only removed it to sleep or to bathe. He'd been teased by his classmates about wearing women's jewelry, but after he told them its story they never said anything about it again. His father had the charm that had been on it, and he sewn it to his favorite tie. The one she'd given him for his birthday. He'd hated the tie before of course, but he wore it to make her happy and now he wore it everyday, with the green emerald teddy bear smiling at people who caught a glance.
"Kicker?" Misha's voice asked through the door. Her voice riddled with concern.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry I just spaced out for a sec." Kicker assured her. "I'll be out in a sec."
Kicker heard the girl release a giggle. "You don't need me to come in and help you do you?"
"No!" Kicker laughed as he removed his trousers and slipped the bottom of the black leotard like suit on. Next he placed on the white and red armor with Jones Inc.'s logo clearly visible on the right breast; A picture of earth with a shooting star streaking across the picture. After expecting every inch of himself and, with his approval, stepped out of the closet and was greeted by Misha smiling at him, her clipboard in hand.
"Don't you look handsome?" She giggled. "Those football practices must have been brutal."
"I was only on the team for my freshman year, but yeah. Boot camp extreme is a better name for it." Kicker sighed.
"Yes well-" Misha was cut off when the sounds o screams echoed through the windows followed by multiple explosions. The windows quivered as the waves of sound bashed against them threatening to shatter them.
Misha and Kicker ran to the window in panic to see what happened fearing it was a terrorist attack or an Energon shipment had exploded.
The entire grounds were ablaze with fire and smoke. Workers ran as blurry object flew past them and both bolts of light that exploded when they came in contact with anything, human or other.
"What's happening?" Misha asked worriedly gripping Kicker's shoulder for comfort.
"Mury!" Kicker cried to his friend from the window. The black man was running with three other men as another one of the attackers close behind.
Mury, upon hearing Kicker's voice turned his gave upward and saw they boy and girl starring at the massacre unfolding below them.
"Get out of here!" He bellowed at them. The two men in front of him stopped suddenly. They looked on fearfully at the thing that blocked their exit. Its form appeared to that of a feline of some kind. Its jaws opened revealing its fangs. "Go!!!"
Kicker watched on horridly as the creature morphed, Transformed, into a robotic thing and opened fired on the three men.
In a matter of seconds all three were dead. Their laser-ridden corpses lay there on the ground. Their faces frozen in time depicting their fear in their last moments of life. Blood ran from their wounds and stained the round forever.
Kicker felt his chest lunged out his throat. He felt as if he would throw up all his organs. His chest panted at seeing his friend die along with two other innocent men.
"Mury!!" Kicker called. Misha gasped at the sight and fell to her knees close to fainting." N-n-no!"
The robotic feline monster looked up at the window where Kicker and Misha were. Kicker saw the grin it had on its metallic face. With a swift move it lifted its weapon and fired. Kicker pushed misha and himself away from the window just in time as the very place they were standing was demolished.
"Kicker!" Misha cried out as she hit the floor. Kicker turned to her.
"Are you alright?" He asked desperately.
"Fine.." Misha looked pale and cared. Obviously she would be. Kicker felt a bit shaky. They had to get out and fast. He could hear footsteps running down the hall to the lab. Kicker turned to the door just a Rad and Carlos came running in.
Come on you guys! Were under attack! Get your asses out of here!" Carlos cursed at the two teens. Rad picked Misha up after she attempted to stand and fell back to the ground."Follow us!" He commanded. 'I wonder if these are some kind of Transformers... Maybe Decepticon.' Rad thought to himself. He was sure Carlos had come across the same thought but there wasn't time for such pleasentries. They ran back through the hall and joined with people who were fleeing as well. Kicker ran along with the crowd but felt an overwhelming sense of guilt for watching those men die. Mury had told him to get out as his final wish, but Kicker couldn't take it anymore. He had t do something.
He turned around and pushed against the crowd, which was extremely hard. A good portion of people running for their lives and you trying to go the opposite direction.
"Kicker!" He heard Rad cry out to him, but forced himself to ignore it. How could he just sit and do nothing while his friends, people he knew, were out there dieing. Kicker had an Idea but he needed one two things.
He made it back to the lab after he got away from the mob of panic-ridden people. He started t rummage through drors and files but couldn't find what he sought. He'd seen his father working on them. The closet!
Kicker ran to it and flung open the door. He started pushing boxes away and crates to the side until he found a long black case. He opened the metal case and he smiled at what it contained. There were at least 6 long poles with a component on the top. They were designed to help mine energon, but the explosion they gave off was too much and it often caused the Energon to explode as well. Kicker saw the devastation himself and that was his inspiration.
H slung the case's strap over his shoulder and ran down the hall following the same route the other had taken but turned a different s he'd go out the zone, but first a little at the shake was necessary. When Kicker made it out he almost lost his balance. These creatures were in abundance. There were three kinds, as he could tell, the flying ones, the cat ones, and ones that looked like Dinosaurs. Plus the four really huge ones that stood ominously over the gruesome scene.
Kicker swallowed hard and jumped out the doors and began to run for the shed. He risked a glance behind him and quickly regretted it. One of the Cat's was chasing and quickly gaining on him. Kicker barley made it into the shed. The cat stopped in front of the door after Kicker had run in.
"Stupid Human. Do you not think I'd look in there? Well you though right. I wouldn't look!" The terrorcon laughed and was about to blow the shake to ah when the door flung open and Kicker and Kicker came riding out on his motorbike. The stunned Terrorocon watched as Kicker jumped straight over him and ride off. Snapping out of it the terrorcon gave chase. Kicker tried to keep his mind focused on his plan and to ignore the giant cat chasing him. Overhead he heard loud screeching and he risked a glance. Three of the flying bird like robots followed him and purposely-shot lasers at him without having them make contact, just enough to keep him on his toes and going.
Kicker searched around with his eyes as he rode on and when he felt the spot he was searching for he hit the brakes and quickly took out one of the poles and, with all his strength, plunged the pole into the earth. A red light on the tip of the pole began to flash and Kicker revved his engine and took off as fast as his bike would allow.
Ravage and his two fellow generals watched the devastation with grins. Scorponok watched along side them. The commander let out a soft chuckle, which caused his three generals to gaze at him curiously as to why he'd laughed.
"Look over there." Scorponok pointed.
Ravage used his optics to zoom in on the scene his commander was indicating to them.
"It's a human runt!" Ravage laughed. "My minions will make fast work of the child!"
"My underlings seem to want a piece of him as well." Divebomb cackled.
"This should be most amusing." Cruellock added, as he got ready to watch.
The onlookers watched as the boy sped on, but to their amazement he stopped. He placed some sort of object into the ground and zoomed off.
Ravage looked at the boy suspiciously and than realized, a second to late to do anything, what he was doing.
A huge explosion raddled the earth and caused Divebomb and Ravage to loose balance and fall over. The blast obliterated every terrorcon within a 20-foot radius and severally damages another in the general area of the explosion. The boy got away unscathed.
"Get that brat!" Scorponok ordered. Immediately all three of the generals gathered themselves and transformed. Divebomb, Cruellock, and Ravage ran down the slop and chased after the boy on the bike. More terrorcons had joined the chase.
Kicker new he couldn't out run them forever. But hopefully it would be long enough to take some out while everyone escaped. He would cause no more deaths! His mother's death had been devastating enough, but after seeing those three men die, it was too much. The killing had to stop, whatever the cost! If he hadn't found the Energon, those things wouldn't be here, and those three men would. It was so unfair. Why did death choose him to follow? How was it that he had to be the seventh sign? It was all messed up, but hopefully his actions would cease the deaths of the innocent.
After he reached the next spot he placed another pole into an Energon well site without stopping, for fear of loosing his distance between the robots, and the same scenario from a few second ago repeated. Except that Kicker wasn't fare enough away to escape the explosion. His bike was whipped out from under him and he was sent fling. He felt the sensation of flying for a moment until meeting the earth with open arms.
Kicker felt his mind coming close to unconsciousness. His mind recovered and Kicker picked himself up slowly. His feet wobbled under him and his head was sing opera while the rest of the body sung the chorus.
"What a nuisance! How could one human child take out half of my terrorcons without even drawing a weapon?" Kicker looked towards the voice, which meant up. A huge green robot toward over him like a great dane over a mouse. Kicker felt sick with fear as his feet buckled under him stood at his side. Each one was like a giant version of the smaller cats, Birds, and dinosaurs.
"He cowards under your glory sir." The bird said and Kicker heard another say in a whisper, "Kiss ass."
Kicker would have snickered at the remark but now wasn't the proper time or place.
"He had strong senses." The cat one sneered as if he was jealous.
"What are you blabbering, Ravage?" The dinosaur asked annoyed.
"A you well know Cruellock, we Terrorcons can sense Energon locations." Ravage explained never taking his optic off Kicker who still kneeled on the ground.
"So?" The larger Green robot sneered impatiently.
"Come know Scorponok. You of all of us should have figured it out." Ravage sneered back. "He can sense Energon exactly where it is!"
Scorponok looked down doubtfully at Kicker who did his best not to meet the giant's gaze.
"Idiot. He's human! Their more worthless than you are!" Cruellock snapped. "How could he-?"
"If so what does that mean?" Scorponok said ignoring Cruellock completely.
Ravage gave his commander a sly look, "We wouldn't have to work so hard for one. Plus we could gather enough energon faster to take over Cybertron!"
Scorponok smiled as he processed the info.
Kicker saw his chance and bolted. He started to feel the fear lift when he was grabbed from behind and lifted up high into the air. Scorponok lifted the child to his faceplate and grinned menacingly.
"Where do you think your going?" He asked.
Kicker knew his mouth was gapping and nothing was coming out, but he couldn't fell his body. The pure shock of everything was sending his mind into meltdown.
"How do we know he can really sense energon as well as kitty says?" Cruellock sneered. "He could have-"
"Fine!" Scorponok scowled than added slyly, "We'll take him to Alpha Q. I'm positive he'll know."
Kicker felt himself go cold.
'Please let this nightmare end,' He though desperately to himself.
Before Kicker could finish another thought Scorponok shot up into the air followed by his generals. The remaining Terrorcons left as well. The birds carrying the dinos and cats.
As the army left with their hostage a lone figure watched horrified.
"Kicker!" She cried. Misha felt her heart rip. "Please God no!"