Me: So, how is everyone taking to the story? Let me know! I want to know if I'm doing good! Do you like the fact I'm doing things differently?
One of you commented about letting one of the bots sing to Abelia before she leaves and while that is a good thought, I can't fit the idea in because I have no place to put it, but I hope you'll the chapter regardless!
I also have a poll coming up. It's about if I should add Sam and Mikaela into the story.
I've planned three different paths:
One: They are not in the story.
Two: Sam and Mikaela are young children under ten and Abelia is Sam's sister, their parents kept them a secret from each other.
Three: They keep their teenage ages, Mikaela is Sam's girlfriend, and Sam finds out that he has a sister his parents hidden from him after Abelia sees him with Ron and Judy.
I don't know which one to pick, but I'm leaning toward the second one and the third one. Only because it gives me some ideas and I rather like them.
After letting that into your mind, enjoy the chapter! I don't mind Transformers, only any OC's.
Vision or Dream - *Talking*
Cybertronian speaking - "Talking"
Comm Link Bot/Con/Human - "talking"
Earth
Location: Missouri
Abelia got out of Ironhide's cabin but didn't shut the door all the way. She just closed it enough to hide the fact no one was inside. She just sighed and rested her head against the window.
"Ironhide, you guy's will be careful, right?"
Ironhide took a moment to respond, "Yes, youngling, we will be alright."
"I heard you guy's talking about the Cube and Optimus suggestion to, well, sacrificing himself," Abelia revealed.
"Oh."
"I'm not going to let him. You guys aren't walking into my life only to die. I don't think I can handle that."
Abelia shut the door and walked into the diner, she went over to an open corner seat that didn't have a lot of people around and sat down, right next to a window. The diner was right across the place where she placed the call home. No, not home, just walls and a roof.
She watched as Ironhide left, driving off to join the Autobots in another hiding place. She had a feeling that Ironhide was already telling the others about what she revealed. She sighed and fingered her choker.
"Hi there, can I take your order," a waitress asked her as she walked up.
Abelia jumped, looking up at her and smiled, "I would like a bacon, cheese, burger with fries. No contaminants. And some brisk, if you have any and if you don't, Pepsi would be just fine. Make that two orders. I'm expecting someone."
The waitress smiled and nodded. Abelia smiled as the waitress walked away. It was about ten minutes later when the waitress came back with her food. Abelia just starting eating when blacks van pulled up.
Abelia grinned has she chewed, watching. The blacks vans drove away, but one stayed. A man got out of the van, Abelia recognizing him to be Agent Simmons.
Agent Simmons spoke to the agent in the passenger seat before entering the diner, making his way to Abelia. He wary watched her as she leaned back, taking a sip of her brisk.
Agent Simmons was prepared to grab Abelia when she exited or when she was alone. However, she just stared at their vehicles with a smile on her face, making Agent Simmons realize that she knew they were coming and that she set them up. The second burger, fries, and drink that she pushed to him was enough as well.
"You set us up. I'm impressed," Agent Simmons said, reaching toward the burger, checking it.
"I knew you would that moment I called home. My 'parents' don't act that way when I call. They either ignore it or start saying I'm wasting their time. When I was younger they didn't mind, but when I got older, they minded," Abelia explained.
"They sound charming," Agent Simmons said dryly.
Abelia grinned, "Abelia Witwicky, but you already knew that."
"Agent Simmons from Sector Seven."
"Sector Seven, huh," Abelia said, finishing her burger before going for the fries, "You know about my grandfather."
She would love to draw this out, but time was important here and the less time she wasted, the more time she had to get to the Cube. And to Will.
Agent Simmons tensed at the question. This girl knew more then she should. For a second, he thought about who told her these things when he remembered they talked about her having direct contact.
"Yes, we know about him."
"And you gather I'm like him, right? You guy's put him in the loony bin. How do I know you're not going to do the same thing to me?"
Agent Simmons shallowed, "Before my time, but I do know about that. I won't do it to you."
As Agent Simmons started on his fries and drink, Abelia finished her fries and started on her drink. Abelia tapped her fingers on the table.
"Big words from someone who probably doesn't exist. How do you get jobs like that anyway? Don't answer that. Tell me what you know and I just might let you in on what I know," Abelia said, going back to her drink when she was done.
Agent Simmons shrugged his shoulders, discovering he didn't have much of a choice.
"A couple of nights ago, you were arrested for driving wildly and a train yard. After that, you disappeared. Before that, your school reported that you fainted in class. But after you disappeared, your backpack was found in a power plant, which was destroyed after what looked like a battle. So, you tell me, what happened? Enlighten me."
Abelia put her empty cup on the table, leaning back and crossing her arms.
"Well, I won't disclose anything until I know I can trust you, but I can tell you this. My Grandfather, Arctic Circle, Project Iceman."
Agent Simmons's eye went wide. Abelia smirked and leaned in close.
"My new friends are great with computers and naturally, at hacking. Besides that, it was because of who my grandfather was, bloodlines and all, that I was attacked by an unwanted party. My friends protected me. I've been with them up until this point."
"Your friends," Agent Simmons said, looking out the window.
"Not here, but they did drop me off. However, I would like to tell you this."
"And what is that?"
"An attack."
"Attack," Agent Simmons grew alarmed.
"To revive project Icemen."
"How do you know this, kid?"
"What I know is what I know. Until I decide I can trust you if that, you're stuck in the unknowing space."
"Really?"
"Yes. By the way, how're the Qatar survivors?"
Agent Simmons looked at the black van where his fellow agent was. He was shocked and a bit spooked. Abelia Witwicky was smarter then he gave her credit for, and she knew more. He had to know what she knew because she was right. The virus was shutting communications down, signaling to another attack, one she might know about. He figured there was one way to ger her to talk and that was to take her to Hoover Dam.
"Kid, come with us. There's something you need to see. I won't drag you out in cuffs and we can even act like we're family on the way out."
Abelia smirked and that is when Agent Simmons knew she set him up, again. She really did know her cards and which one to pull out.
"You wanted me to ask you that," Agent Simmons said, making Abelia shrug.
"Yes, I did. Agent Simmons, I'm doing what I'm doing because my friends are also in danger, not just other people. I'm doing this for them, while I still can do something," Abelia paused, remembering her pending life-in-danger coma, "But since you asked, yes, I'll go with you."
Agent Simmons had to hand it to her, Abelia was smart. He watched as she fingers the black choker on her neck, something he realized wasn't there when he reviewed her school's camera. There was a strange face on the front, kinda like the face on Project Iceman.
"I only have one thing to ask."
He looked at her, surprised, "What is that?"
Abelia pointed to the bathroom, "May I relieve myself before we go? My drink and food have suddenly betrayed me."
After Abelia went to the bathroom, she went with Agent Simmons, acting like she was his niece on the way out of the building. Before she got in the van, out of the corner of her eye she saw a flash of yellow, black, and silver. Abelia grinned, knowing that Bumblebee and Jazz were making sure she was okay before they joined up with the others.
Earth
Location: Pengaton
"The Chinese and the Russians are nearing our area of operations in the western Pacific. We feel like this could get out of hand real fast," Brigham explained to Keller.
"But the next couple of hours may just define his presidency," Keller told before walking out of the room. Some people followed him.
"US and Chinese task forces approaching 100 nautical miles of cruise missile range," an Officer said.
Keller wanted to bash his head against something, but they would only make his headache even more. And that was not what he wanted right now. Everything was falling into chaos. To try to find out who did the attacks and the hacking and to figure out what they got and what they were going to do with it. And he to deal with this as well.
"Tell the strike group commander that he's not to engage unless fired on first," Keller ordered.
"Yes, sir," the Officer said, going off to do that order.
"Mr. Secretary," Keller turned, the group turning to look with him at the man, "Tom Banachek. I'm with Sector Seven, Advanced Research Division."
The man was holding a metal suitcase in his hand. Keller gave a glance at a man and gave him a smile that was just there to be polite.
"Never heard of it. I'm a little busy, Tom. I think you can see that."
Keller turns, starting to walk away, but then the computers started going nuts, glitching. Keller watched with wide eyes at the mayhem, looking left and right to see if anything was working. Officers were chatting, trying to fix the computer problem.
"What's going on here?"
"I don't know."
"Sit rep! Talk to me," Keller shouted, looking at the officers in command.
"The whole room's gone down, sir."
"I can see that!"
"The virus was coded to shut us down. General?"
Banachek resisted the urge to sigh. He got a message from Agent Simmons that they were taking the Witwicky girl to Hoover Dam, that she knew about an attack, and knew a lot more then she should. Which she was right about is happening.
Agent Simmons told him about the possibility of her having direct connected. He didn't care, Miss Witwicky knew things they did not and she knew it. He had to know what she knew.
So, he smiled, lifting his hand and walked to the left, where some seats were, "I'll take a seat."
Keller had walked up to Brigham and some officers. He asked the question, "What do you mean, shut us down?"
"They used our network to spread out to the whole world. The blackout's global. We have no communications, satellite, and landlines are dead," Brigham told him.
Keller stood in front of them, behind some desks, hand on the side of his face. He walked around, grabbing the phone and started pushing some buttons, bringing the phone to his ear.
"You mean to tell me that I cannot pick up this telephone and call my fam-?"
Keller stopped when he heard the dial tone. He dropped the phone on the table and pulled out his phone. He opened it and when nothing happened, he tossed that one on the table as well. He had a dumbfounded look on his face.
"Mister Secretary? I'm here under direct order from the President," Banachek said, getting Keller's attention, who narrowed his eyes at him as the group looked at him. Banachek looked at Keller as he brought the suitcase on his lap and tapped it, "You really need to see what I have in the case."
Minutes later, Keller and Banachek were sitting in a room, only each other inside. Keller had his hand close to his face as he watched Banachek open the case and pull out a hard-drive.
"You'll have to accept that there are certain things you won't understand right away. Sector Seven is a special-access division of the government convened in secret under President Hoover eighty years ago. You may remember NASA JPL lost the Beagle 2 Mars Rover. We told them to report the mission a complete failure. It wasn't. Beagle 2 transmitted thirteen seconds. This was classified above top secret."
Banachek shook his head and pushed the laptop to Keller. Keller looked at it as the screen as it turned on.
He watched as the rover exited the little station, camera looking all over the place. The first couple seconds, this was all there was. Then there were these trumping sounds that the rover picked up. The cameras turned to find the source.
Keller watched with a hidden shock that was barely kept together as a shadow appeared on the screen and over the rover. The camera turned and large metal being was there. It reached down and grabbed the rover, the screen going black. Keller stared at the blackened screen, face devoid of any emotion.
That thing was similar to what attacked the soldiers in Qatar. That thing wasn't human-made. It was alien. And why Banachek was here. Whatever was happening was tied to whatever that thing was in the video.
Keller looked at Banachek, who was watching the man.
"More than just a pile of Martian rocks. This is the image from Mars. Here's the image your Special Ops team was able to retrieve from the base attack," Banachek handed Keller the photos, letting him compare them, "We believe they are of the same exoskeletal type, and obviously not Russian or North Korean."
Confirming Keller's thoughts.
"Are we talking about an invasion," Keller asked. It seemed surreal. Alien invasions were something many people talked over, feared even.
"We intercepted the message from your Special Ops team. These things can be hurt by our weapons and now they know it. That's why the virus shut us down. So we can't coordinate against their next attack, which I would bet my ridiculous government salary is coming. Soon."
Keller then remembered that analyst, Maggie, he believed, who talked about living computer DNA based organisms.
"I have an analyst who mentioned something about computer-based organisms. We have her in an interrogation room because she took a copy of the signal that hacked the base in Qatar. She took to a friend, who managed to break the code. I now remember that she mentioned you, Sector Seven, some Project Icemen, and a Captain Witwicky."
Banachek looked at him sharply.
"Really."
"Yes."
Banachek looks at him for a couple more seconds before speaking again.
"Captain Witwicky found Project Iceman, but because something happened to him and we had to put him away to keep him silent. His family receives money for his discovery, as well as his crew's family. His eighteen-year-old granddaughter, Abelia Witwicky went missing for a while, but she contacted home, leading us to her. However, she set us up, somehow knowing we were there. She knows a whole about what's going on but refuses to tell us. She seems to know your survivors, her credit card number, that belongs to her parents, was used by them. We believe she had direct contact with these beings, who she calls friends, but she won't talk about that either."
"Is she in any danger," Keller asked, worried for the girl.
"We don't know. She's being brought to a base, one that I would like you to come with and see what is there. They're stopping here to pick us up."
Keller thought about for a second, "I'm bringing my analyst but before I do anything, I'm stopping all movements to other countries."
Banachek nodded. Keller got up and walked out of the room. Men came up to him, wondering what the was going to say to them.
"Get word to our fleet commanders over the National Guard frequency. It's a shortwave radio channel. It might be still working. Tell them to turn their ships around and come home. ASAP," Keller said to one man.
The man nodded and left to do that, Keller walked the other way.
"And inform all commands to prepare for- imminent attack," Keller informs the men still following him.
Once he got his black overcoat back on, he walked over to the interrogation room, where Maggie was.
"She's in here," an FBI Agent said.
Maggie and Glen sat up, either lifting their head off the table or taking their legs off the table.
"What's going on," Maggie asked.
"You're coming with me. You're going to be my advisor," Keller said, looking at Maggie.
"Me too," Glen asked, wondering what's going to happen to him.
Keller looked at him, confused, but remembered Maggie's friend was brought in as well. Still, he asked, "Who's this?"
Maggie looked at Glen for a short second before saying, "He's my advisor."
Keller looked at Glen, the one who broke the code embedded in the signal. He would be great to bring along.
"He comes, too," Keller said, walking out of the room. Maggie and Glen followed after him, wondering why they were needed.
Earth
Location: Nellis Air Force Base
Will and Epps walked away from the plane that just landed, their team waiting for them. It looked like they were all ready to head home, but they knew that was not going to happen.
Will looked behind him when screeching tires were heard, some black van's coming to a halt. Will looked at Epps, who gave him a nod. Doors were opened and voice started shouting.
"Captain Lennox, we need you and your team to come with us right now! Let's go," an Agent yelled, coming up and grabbing Will's bag.
Will shot another look at Epps, displeasure shown on his face, but followed anyway. Abelia was waiting for them and was the only reason he was going. Why any of them were going.
Earth
Location: Nevada
Abelia had a smirk playing on her face. They had stopped at the Pentagon to pick up some people, Glen, Maggie, Keller, and some other guy. She saw the looks of shock on Glen and Maggie, but Keller and other guy didn't. So they must have known or they were really good at hiding their facial expression.
Abelia chose to seemingly look at them for a while before closing her eyes.
She sighed. Despite the appearance she put up, Abelia was actually very nervous. She was about to meet Will face-to-face soon. She knows some of the soldiers face, like Epps, but not the others. It has been a couple of hours since she entered the plane and at first, they were on their way to Hoover Dam, but they got a call and then they were changing course to pick up some people from the Pentagon.
She had bit her lip to tell them to keep going, but thinking of the few short people they could bring on the chopper, so she said nothing.
Opening her eyes, Abelia did what has been keeping her sane on the chopper ride, looking down as the scenery passed. She noted that if it crashed it couldn't protect her as the Autobots could have.
"What's your name?"
Abelia blinked, turning to look at Maggie, who asked that question. Deciding to get names out of the way so she didn't accidentally call them by name when they didn't tell her, she responded.
"Abelia Witwicky."
Maggie blinked, remembering another named Witwicky.
"Witwicky, as in, Captain Witwicky," Glen asked, clearly remembering to.
"Yes. And thank you, for saying my last name right. And your names are?"
"Glen Whitmann, hacker."
"Maggie Madsen, analyst."
"John Keller, Secretary of Defense."
"Tom Banachek, Sector Seven."
"Ah, other guy has a name and you're with this secret group as well," Abelia grinned, Maggie and Glen laughed, "Nice to meet you, all. Pretty oblivious why you're here."
"Girl, I need you to listen to me very carefully. People can die here. We need to know everything you know. We need to know it now," Banachek seriously said.
Abelia frowned, "Jeez man, lighten up, your way to serious. Besides, I ain't telling you anything yet. And your right, people can die, but whose fault is that? I was brought into this about three days ago, you've known for how long about that thing in your basement?"
Banachek frowned at her, "You got a problem with authority, girl?"
Abelia grinned at him, "Nope. Just you and people like you. I don't care much for people in authority who don't care about others."
Keller, Maggie, Glenn, even Agent Simmons and the pilot laughed. Banachek only frowned harder.
"Girl, we want-"
"My name is Abelia Witwicky, if you can't say my last name, call me by my first name. And I don't care what you want. I want to get to Hoover Dam, see what you guy's got there, and if it's good, I won't go all 'boy who cried wolf' to everyone I can. Besides, you can't risk me, otherwise what I know will be gone to you. Like, forever."
"Kid, did I tell you that you're an extortionist," Agent Simmons said.
Abelia laughed, "No, but thanks for the comment."
"What did they get you for," Maggie asked, curious as to why a teen was in the chopper with them and what info she had.
Abelia grinned, "Well, I basically bought a car. Turned out to be a cute and friendly alien robot who blushed at comments was sent to guard me."
Banachek, Agent Simmons, and Keller looked at each other. Miss Witwicky just admitted she had direct contact. Glen mouthed 'wow', Maggie's expression following that."
"Who knew," Abelia shrugged and looked outside, seeing that they were close to Hoover Dam and to landing.
"Guard you," Keller asked.
"From the ones that will surely kill me. Qatar base ring a bell?"
Keller looked at Banachek, their conversation about Abelia knowing a lot more then she should, added to the fact she was in danger. But why would she leave the protection? Before they could ask, they landed, exiting the chopper to be lead someplace else.
However, they weren't the only ones to arrive. Frenzy hitched a ride as Abelia's phone in her bag that she left behind. So he was now inside Hoover Dam, no thanks to the Agents that brought her stuff in as evidence. He looked around, crawling from little legs under his head. He wanted to make Abelia pay and he knew how: Wake up Megatron.
"Insect will rue the day she fought the Decepticons," Frenzy said, crawling into the base.
While this happened, Abelia and company were being led to the bridge of Hoover Dam. Abelia stopped in her tracks when she saw the line of soldiers. She had no doubt who they were. Will and his team.
She gulped. Time to meet them face-to-face for the first time. She stood alone, Maggie and Glen going with Agent Simmons and Banachek to wait by the doors, Keller going to the soldiers. She walked forward and a lot slower than the pace she had before.
"Team attention! Present arms," came a voice that was all too familiar. It belonged to a face she never saw, a face she was just about to connect a name to the face. The soldiers presented their arms in a salute.
"At ease. Captain, Sergeant. Got your intel. Excellent work," Keller said, giving his own salute. Captain and Sergeant, Will and Epps.
Abelia walked past some soldiers, noting that they were looking at her. She gave them a smile they returned, before steeling her, looking at the man Keller was speaking to. She recognized Epps, and no doubt the man that was standing next to him was Will. This was proved when she heard him speak.
"Thank you, sir. What about the gunships," Will asked.
"They're being retrofitted with sabot rounds now. If they hit us again, we'll be ready for them. But, uh, it won't do us much good if we can't get world communications back up," Keller admitted, walking away to the others by the door.
Will turned, ready to follow when he heard the voice he only heard in his head, stopping him cold.
"Will?"
The voice was not in his head. Will turned, looking at Epps, who was staring at something in front of him. Will turned his head, seeing a girl dressed in black and lavender standing in front of them.
Lavender. Abelia.
"Abelia," Will asked, looking at the girl.
Abelia smiled, nodding. Will smiled as well, stepping forward to Abelia. He placed his hands on her shoulders, looking her in the eyes. Well, eye, since her bangs covered one. Abelia looked up into his. They knew people were looking at them, but they didn't care.
"You didn't have to come," Abelia said, "You could have gone home."
Will shook his head, "No. Not when one of our own needed us here. You helped us, and now, we're helping you. We weren't going to leave you on your own. Besides, I did promise to meet you face-to-face. Wasn't going pass up on a chance."
Abelia couldn't help it. She started laughing. Will laughed as will, tightening his grip on her shoulders before pulling her in close, drawing her into a hug. Abelia hugged him back, just as tightly.
"I'm glad your here," Abelia muttered.
"Me too," Will brought his hand to her head, cupping it as Abelia pressed her face into Will's shoulder.
"Hey! Don't hog her! We want to see her too," Epps shouted, clapping Will on the back. Abelia grinned and moved to look at Epps.
"Epps!"
"Hey, kid. Nice to see you!"
"You too!"
Epps raised his hand for a high-five which Abelia gladly did. The other soldiers came over, each giving Abelia their own greeting. While this happened, Abelia noted that Will didn't leave her side, nor did he removed his arm from around her shoulders.
The rest of the group was watching the interaction, shocked to see how happy the soldiers were to see the kid. They watched the interaction for another minute and two before Agent Simmons cleared his throat.
"As much as this reunion is great, we got things to do."
The soldiers and Abelia looked at him and nodded. They joined the rest and entered Hoover Dam. They took an elevator down and started walking, Agent Simmons leading the charge.
"All right, here's the situation. You've all had direct contact with the NBEs," Agent Simmons said.
"NBEs," Epps asked from where he was to Abelia's left. Will was to her right, his arm still around her shoulders.
"Non-Biological Extraterrestrials. Try and keep up with the acronyms," Agent Simmons told him.
Abelia huffed, "Now how can we keep up with the acronyms if it's supposed to be a secret, Agent Simmons?"
Agent Simmons's cheeks went a little pink as people laughed at the little roast, "Just called me Simmons, kid."
"What you're about to see is totally classified," Banachek said as they walked into a hanger. Everyone got a couple of feet in when they saw it. The giant frozen metal being at the other end of the room. Maggie and Glen froze in place, Keller stared with an open mouth at the being. The soldiers froze, remembering Blackout and Scorponok. However, is was Abelia who was the worst.
She froze, eyes going wide. She knew he was gonna be here, but seeing him was another thing. She could practically feel the evil coming from Megatron. She felt like he was watching them, even if he was frozen. She clutched Will's clothing, refusing to move forward.
"Abelia," Will whispered softly.
"Please don't make me step closer. I feel like he's watching us," Abelia whispered back, shaking slightly.
"I won't," Will pulled Abelia closer, lifting a hand up to cover the side of Abelia's head like he could protect her from Megatron's gaze.
"Dear God. What is this," Keller spoke in clear shock.
"We think when he made his approach over the north pole, our gravitational field screwed up his telemetry. He crashed in the ice, probably a few thousand years ago. We shipped him here to this facility in 1934," Banachek said.
That's an understatement.
"Fact is, you're looking at the source of the modern age. The microchip, lasers, spaceflight, cars, all reverse-engineered by studying him. We call him NBE-One," Simmons said a bit proudly.
Abelia glared at him. He had no idea the danger that was standing right in front of him. She wanted to speak, but she couldn't not with Megatron's gaze. She felt frozen in place, just like Megatron seemed to be.
"He's been in cryostasis since 1935. Your great-great-grandfather made one of the greatest discoveries in the history of mankind," Banachek said, looking at Abelia. Greatest discovery? More like the greatest threat.
"And you didn't think the United States military might need to know that you're keeping a hostile alien robot frozen in the basement," Keller asked, looking angrily at Banachek.
"Until these events, we had no credible threat to national security."
"Well, you got one now."
Keller walked away from Banachek, remembering the Qatar base attack.
"I don't think you realize the danger standing in front of you," Abelia, refusing to look at Megatron and instead fingered her choker. The Autobots were just a call away.
Everyone looked at her.
"Danger," Epps asked.
Abelia pointed in the direction of Megatron, "That's Megatron. He's the leader of the Decepticons. Decepticons were the ones who attacked the base and the hacking. They're the ones planning the attack. Megatron is a tyrant. You think the human tyrant's of our history are bad? Megatron is a gladiator and he started a war the consumed his entire planet, Cybertron, in a civil war. Megatron believes other races to be inferior. He wants to kill us or enslave us.
Blackout and Scorponok attacked the base in Qatar, but Barricade and Frenzy were the ones who attacked me. Blackout's a chopper, Scorponok's a scorpion, Barricade is a police car, and Frenzy is small enough to be a boom box, though, I chopped him to pieces with a buzz saw so all he is is a head. I don't know how many are not Earth. The Autobots are the only thing that stands in the Decepticons way and if it wasn't for them, I would be dead."
The Agents of Seven Sector paled, as well the Keller, Maggie, Glen. The soldiers were looking at Megatron warily, realizing why Abelia called him a danger.
"Autobots," Will asked, looking down at Abelia.
Abelia smiled this time, "There five Autobots on Earth at the moment, but they are the best, although annoying when they ask for the meanings of expressions."
Abelia is a mix of a groan and a giggle.
"Bumblebee is a scout, he was the one sent to guard me until the other Autobots got here. He's the yellow and black one. He's mute, but he speaks through the radio. But he is deadly, he took out Barricade when he came for me. Jazz is a saboteur, and he loves music. He's silver, and he actually adopted Earth slang, calling it interesting and similar to one of his own. Ironhide is a weapon specialist, and a bit trigger happy. But under all that temper, he's awesome and kinda soft. Ratchet is the mostly green one and the medic. He checked me over when we met to make sure I'm okay, among other things."
Abelia paused, rubbing her chest. Freaking coma. Shaking her head to get out of her thoughts, she continued.
"Optimus Prime is the leader of the Autobots. He's colored red and blue with flames. He's kind, compassionate, and a wise leader. He refuses to let us humans pay for his kinds mistakes. He sees goodness in us. I even overheard him choosing to sacrifice himself to end the war and save us if he has to."
"They sound great. I would love to meet them," Will said, seeing that Abelia was genuinely happy.
"All Spark? What is that," Keller asked.
"Well, it looks like sort of cube-looking thing," Abelia said, "It's their source of life. It's raw power. It's what both sides are after. Autobots to bring their planet back to life and Decepticons to have complete control."
"And you're sure about that," Simmons asked, looking nervous at Banachek.
"Yeah," Abelia nodded, taking in the nervous looks from Banachek and Simmons, "You guys know where it is, don't you?"
Banachek looked them all over before walking to a tunnel to another hanger, "Follow me."
Abelia sighed in relief when Megatron could no longer be seen on when she looked back. They followed Banachek until they came to a door. Upon entering the room, there was a line of windows and on the other side was something Abelia only seen in her vision.
"You're about to see our crown jewel," Simmons said, gesturing to the massive cube in the room.
"Whoa," Abelia said, pressing her face against the window to look at the Cube, the All Spark. She could practically feel the raw power from it and she didn't know if it was because of the Energon in her veins or something else. She heard Will and Epps let out gasps of shock as they looked at the Cube with wide eyes.
Carbon dating puts the Cube here around ten thousand BC. The first Seven didn't find it until 1913. They knew it was alien because of the matching hieroglyphics on the Cube as well as NBE-One. President Hoover had the dam built around it. Four football fields thick of concrete. A perfect way to hide its energy from being detected by anyone or any alien species on the outside," Banachek explained.
And that probably saved their lives. Why the Decepticons and the Autobots couldn't find it, why her grandfather's glasses were sought for.
"Wait, back up. You send the dam hides the Cubes energy. What kind exactly," Maggie asked.
"Didn't I say it before," Abelia said, not looking away from the All Spark, "The All Spark has the power of Life. It's raw power. It's life. It will give tech life. For example, if its energy touches a phone, the phone will become like the Cons and Autobots, a living being capable of feeling and emotions."
"Wow," Maggie said.
"Yes, and that's why we need to get the All Spark to the Autobots before the Decepticons do. The Autobots will know what to do with it."
"And you trust them? When they are the kind species as these 'Decepticons'," Banachek asked in disbelief.
Abelia glared at him. "The Autobots protected me. They told me I was worth protecting when my own father believed me not to be. They cared more about me in minutes, Will and the soldiers as well, than other people in the most years of my life. They see me as one of their own, a friend, someone they trust. I planned this entire thing, you know. Letting you take me in, bringing me here, was all so I could get inside. I wasn't going to risk the Autobots, who are well on their way here. The Autobots objected, not wanting me to risk my life for them, but they couldn't talk me out of it. But guess what, the Decepticons are too. Why? You have something they want and you have their leader. You brought the enemy here."
Everyone stared at her and Abelia knew she spoke too much, but it was too late. Banachek angered her deeply with his comment. Abelia walked towards him, finger-pointing at Megatron all the while.
"Megatron will kill us all. And he'll enjoy it. He'll laugh. He's a harbinger of death! He will tire you apart limb from limb if he finds it enjoyable. He wants to use the All Spark to transform our technology into more of his kind to take over the universe. That's their plan. So you don't get to downgrade the Autobots for their race when they're trying to protect us from your mistake!"
Abelia had walked until she was shoving at Banachek, hard. Hands-on her shoulders pulled her away, she turned, glaring, but soften her gaze when she saw it was Will. She opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was a cough. Followed by more and more.
Closing her eyes, she gripped Will tightly. For about a minute, Abelia coughed. When it was over, her chest ached and her throat was sore. Ratchet's words about coughing fit as a sign of her coma triggered into her head.
"Damn it, no. It's so soon," Abelia groaned, holding her throat.
"Are you okay," Will asked, looking down at Abelia with worry. Abelia looked at Will. He looked worried. That's when she realized the position they were in.
Will was sitting on the floor, and she was sitting in his lap. His arms were around her, one hand pressing against her back while the other was holding her hand to his shoulder. Epps and the other soldiers were standing around them, like a shield.
Abelia smiled at this, realizing that they were protecting her. They deserved to know. She slowly got up, Will joining her.
"I'll tell only you and your soldiers. No one else. Sorry, but I don't trust you," Abelia said, looking at Keller, Maggie, Glen, Simmons, and Banachek.
Abelia pulled Will to the other end of the room, his team following him. They formed a small block, huddling close so they could hear what Abelia had to say, while also keeping an eye on the others, making sure they don't get to close.
Will looked at Abelia, worry flooding his body. Abelia had stayed next to him throughout the entire tour, refusing to go more then a couple of feet. Her anger at Banachek's comment showed deeply on her face, making Will realize that Abelia cared for these worldly beings. She trusts them like how she trusted him and that was good enough for him. Something about Abelia told him that she didn't trust easily when it comes to certain people.
But hearing her cough when he had pulled her away from Banchek unsettled him, especially when Abelia clung to him in a panic. The Agents tried to get to her, but Will refused to even let them get close, backing up into the wall. His team, led by Epps, stood around him and Abelia like a shield, making him love his team even more.
Hearing Abelia speak after she was done coughing made him realize that she knew it was gonna happen, but the fact she sounds so resigned to it and hating it at the same time, made him worry for her even more.
But her explanation for it left him grasping for straws.
"Energon is blood for Cybertronians. Energon is like acid for us humans, it's harmful to us. The thing is, I have Energon in my body. My body is used to it and I need it to live. Ratchet discovered that it was dormant inside of me, but for some reason, it woke up a couple of days ago. I'm running out of it and I need fresh Energon, which none of the Autobots have. If I don't get fresh Energon soon, I'll slip into a coma and I'll die. The Autobots are trying to help me, Optimus even promise"
Die? Abelia, dead? No, she was too young, way too young to die. He looked at her, seeing that she fingering the choker around her neck, a strange symbol embedded in the middle.
"Why are you here and not with them," Epps asked.
Abelia looked at the Cube and the dots alined for Will.
"You came to get the Cube," Will stated.
Abelia nodded, "They didn't want me to, the Autobots, but if Sector Seven got their hands on any of them, they would be experimented on. I couldn't let that happen. They didn't want me to go alone, but I told them you guys would be here. They knew I trust you guys, but they wondered if you would trust them after what you saw what they could do. Please help me. I need to get the All Spark to the Autobots. I need your help. Please."
Will looked at Abelia. She was looking at him pleadingly. She needed him. She needed them. Will looked at his team before looking back at Abelia, giving her a smile and a nod.
"We'll help you."
"You will," Abelia said, her eyes wide.
Will nodded, "Yes. You trust the Autobots. Said they protected you and that they are trying to save you. That's good enough for me. I will do all that I can to help you. What do you need us to do?"
Abelia smiled she looked over at the Cube and her smile vanished, her eyes going wide. She pushed herself to the windows, looking down at the Cube.
"Damn it! No," Abelia shouted, her eyes landing on a familiar form of a Symbiot.
"What," Keller exclaimed, as everyone ran towards the windows. Abelia pointed down to the floor below the Cube.
"That's Frenzy! He's here! He's gonna lead the Decepticons here," Abelia said, Frenzy turning and running down a tunnel, "And wake up Megatron!"
"That's not good," Glen said. No kidding.
Abelia looked at Will.
"You asked what I wanted help with? Help me get the Cube out of here."
Will nodded and looked at Simmons and Banachek, "Do you have an arms room?"
Me: Yeah, I know, I stopped at a bad place, horrible cliffhanger.
But I can't write anymore without the chapter becoming too long.
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