Chapter 5
My head turned sharply to the doors of the med bay as a tall and majestic being walked through.
"Holy hell, he's huge." I thought to myself in disbelief. I wasn't sure whether to feel afraid or in awe as his optics zoomed in on me. He approached me and stood at my bedside. He leaned in and spoke in a deep, soothing voice, "It is a pleasure to meet you, young one. My name is Optimus Prime, and I am the leader of the Autobots. May I ask what your name is?"
"M-my name is Marie, sir." I spoke as respectfully as I could muster.
"I am glad to see that you are awake. May I inquire as to how you are feeling?" He rumbled to me.
"If you want honesty sir, I feel like complete shit and I am confused slashed frightened as hell." I deadpan
Optimus raised, what would be considered, an eyebrow ridge as he peered down questioningly at me.
"I can assure you no harm will be done to you while you are here, if that is why you are frightened, but may I inquire as to why you are confused?" Optimus inquired
"I am confused as to how in the hell I suddenly became a tall ass robot! Ratchet here said you would be able to help figure out how I became this way and maybe find away to turn me human again!" I wailed
Ratchet rushed forward to capture Optimus' attention away from me.
"First off youngling I did not say he would have definite answers and secondly, I never said he would know how to turn you human, to be honest with you if all of this is completely true about what you are saying about being a human in mission city then there is absolutely no way to turn you into a human." Ratchet grumbled.
"I am being completely honest with you asshole! I was a human before I woke up like this!" I snarled at him in rage.
"Enough!" Optimus rumbled, "I need to know what is going on here this instant. Ratchet tell me what has happened after I have left and then Marie please tell as to why you believe you were a human before you woke up here."
"It was around the time that you had left to go to that meeting that this youngling right here started to awaken. The femme had a hard time with getting her optics to online, so I had done a diagnostic check on her to see what the problem was, and I had discovered that her on-lining protocols had only partially initiated. After I had helped her get her optics to respond she was able to online them and that is when she went crazy and pushed me a way from her. She started questioning me as to why she was a robot and what I had done to her. She thought of me as a monster." Ratchet replied
"I see," Optimus stated slowly, "Marie could you tell me why you think that you are a human?"
"I was a human!" I shouted as I slammed my fist down, "I'll tell you the same thing I told him over there! I woke up on March 11th at 7 'o clock that morning. I did the routine that I do every morning and left my apartment an hour and a half later. I was overjoyed. I was finally getting an interview .. a meeting .. with this amazing company. I had worked so hard to get to that point. The interview was being hosted in the center of Mission City, but when I saw the building in sight, all hell broke loose. There was carnage, smoke, .. and death. Amidst everything, I caught a glimpse of these .. things—you. You guys were there. There seemed to have been two sides in the fighting. I swear that I saw humans on your side before I fell unconscious. I felt .. energy. It was not the feeling of someone slipping away to their death, but the feeling of a new life. That's when a voice told me this saying, 'Energy is never destroyed, only transformed.'"
"I am sorry little one, but that is not enough information to help me understand. Would it be alright with you if I go through your processor? To help me see what you saw?" Optimus soothingly asked.
"Go through my processor? What does that mean?" I questioned.
"What it means youngling is that Optimus would like to be able go through your memories and see what happened before you awoke here." Ratchet replied.
"Wait you want to go through my head!" I exclaimed, "Oh no. I do not like the sound of my privacy being impinged upon!"
"Little one I will only be seeing what happened right before you got here. I will assure you that I will not be seeing anything else, as well as anything that I see will not leave Ratchet and I." Optimus soothed.
"But how do I know that?" I inquired.
"I give you my word as a Prime that I will never do any harm upon you, whether it be physical or mental. Any information that I find or is told to me will never be told to another, so long as it is not dangerous. I promise this." Optimus vowed.
"Will it hurt?" I asked hesitantly.
"It may feel strange, but I can assure you youngling that you will feel no pain." Ratchet stated.
"I-I will do it." I stated slowly.
"Alright little one, you will have to be put into stasis while this is occurring." Optimus declared.
I slowly nodded my head in understanding as Ratchet walked up beside me and gently gripped the side of my head to open up the hatch at the back of my head. I again felt the same slithering feeling at the back of my head as I started to slowly lose conscious.
After the femme was fully put into stasis Optimus came up behind Ratchet to connect into the port that was located in the back of her helm. The moment that he had access into her helm he was able to locate what took place before the youngling went into stasis lock.
The visions that Optimus saw matched the femme's story. Megatron stood on the roof of the building, overlooking the scene in which the femme was hit with shrapnel. What really caught his attention, however, was young Samuel Witwicky running to the drop-off building with the allspark in hand. As the allspark passed the fallen femme, it sent out a potent wave of energy as a piece of it broke loose and fell off. After that, the memory went black. The femme had went offline.
Optimus undid the connection between the femme and him and turned his attention towards Ratchet. Optimus sighed through his nasal ridge, a habit it seemed that he had picked up from the humans.
"It would appear that the femme was telling the truth," Optimus began, "It would appear that the allspark may have had something to do with this situation. For what purpose I do not know. I would like for you to do a deep scan and see if there are any traces of allspark energy radiating from her."
Ratchet nodded his head slowly as he took in the information that Optimus had given him. Ratchet walked forward to stand directly beside the slumbering femme as he started up his scanners. Ratchet furrowed his optic ridges as his scanners started to pick up high traces of allspark energy originating from within the youngling's spark.
"Optimus," Ratchet breathed out, "There are high traces of allspark energy originating within her spark and the scanners are picking up a small anomaly."
"That would explain why a piece of the allspark had broken off, but the question still remains to how she came to be a femme and how she had gotten off of earth." Optimus spoke.
"What do we tell the others about this?" Ratchet inquired.
"As of right now only the top officers are to know anything about this. The others will only know about the femme being new and very young and orphaned, so she does not know much about our culture." Optimus explained.
"What about the Decepticons?" Ratchet questioned.
"We will make sure that the femme is protected at all times, and that she is well trained. She also will not be leaving the base at any point in time unless deemed absolutely necessary." Optimus responded.
"And the youngling? What do we tell her? What about her human body?" Ratchet asked
"We tell the youngling what is necessary at this point in time, as for her human body there is no way that she could have survived that." Optimus spoke despondently.
"What about those slagging twins?" Ratchet grumbled.
"There is nothing we can do, this is the matter of the spark and we can not intervene between that." Optimus commanded
"Prime what if they hurt her?" Ratchet demanded, "And I am not just meaning physically."
"If they were to do that then they well be dealt with accordingly, but I can assure you that the twins would never harm her. If they were to then they would also be hurting themselves. You should know that their spark would never let that occur." Optimus explained.
"You do realize that the femme will need to have a guardian with her. She is far to young to be with out one. She is what the humans would consider a teenager after all, not to mention she knows nothing about our culture." Ratchet said.
"You are correct in that statement, we will know who would be the best guardians for her when the time comes. Right now I will gather all the autobots the explain the situation to them." Optimus spoke while turning to make his way to the med bay doors.
"Alright, I will keep you updated on the femme's condition and anything dealing with the allspark." Ratchet said.
Hey Guys! Thank you for all of the awesome comments regarding my story! This took longer than I wanted to be able to post because my laptop gave up on me and I had to get a new one. I do have a question for you guys though. I am thinking about starting another story, and don't worry I will make sure I keep up with this story. So the idea for the new story will be about a young woman living with her family who owns a used car dealership/ junk yard. One day while she was looking at some of their old barns filled with cars she finds this beat up silver corvette. She asks her family if she is able to keep and fix up the car. They agree to her being able to do that and she starts with fixing the corvette up right away. During the time of her fixing up the corvette up the corvette awakes from stasis (gives the young woman quite the fright) and demands the woman to know where he is and where his teammates and brother is. She responds with how she doesn't know and asks him who is he. He responds and immediately demands that she comes with him to help him find his teammates and to stay undercover. So they go on quite the ride to find his teammates and brother, and along the way they find friends and enemies. And maybe, just maybe both of them find something they have been searching for the whole time….A place to belong. So if I would do this the story's name would be called A place to belong. Tell me what you think of it in the comments! Happy readings -Spectra
