Early morning, we can see three figures in the sky. They appear to be fighting, but they're just training. A two on one sparring match. The smallest of the three against the other two. Jamie may be short, standing at 4" 7'. She looks like a child, but this girl is strong. The twenty-three-year-old has been fighting across several dimensions for sixteen years. Jamie's style is spiky black hair, a red gi with a blue belt and wrist bands, and black calf-high boots. She wears a thin black cloak that ends at the ankles. Her smile and blue eyes say she's very kind, but she's a fierce fighter.
"Come on, give me all you got!"
The other two figures come at Jamie at full speed, both attacking. It's no problem for Jamie, but are the other two holding back their strength?
"Come on, I know you're both stronger than that," she was getting annoyed they are holding back.
So what if this is just sparring, give me all you got.
They did, and it was the challenge Jamie wanted, the training she wanted. The training continued for a half-hour before they took a break. They descended back to the ground, each grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge of a trailer and sat in a rusted car.
"Why are we even here in this dimension?" J.R asked. The twenty-five-year-old martial arts fighter is used to action. She wears a black sleeveless ninja outfit, a shinobi shozoku with black wristbands, and calf-high boots. The black-haired, green-eyed warrior is kind most of the time, but she can have a temper. Her full first name is Jerico Ryzumi. She shortened it to J.R but really won't be bothered if you call her Jerico Ryzumi.
"There won't be action twenty-four/ seven, and you didn't have to come. I'd like to spend time with friends in other ways besides fighting," Jamie explained, annoyed.
"It is boring here. Just rusting away," a green and black armored, trench coat wearing paratrooper with a silver face and chest commented as he walked towards them.
"Seriously, Crosshairs?" Jayce is disgusted with him.
"What am I supposed to do here besides rust away?"
"Let's go, girls. Time for power training."
The way Crosshairs was thinking disguised Jayce.
"What the hell was that about?" Crosshairs wondered as he watched the girls as they walked to a cleared area of the junkyard. He sat on a rusted car and watched them, but focused on Jamie.
"...Super Saiyan blue," Jamie said and powered up. Her hair turned cyan, and an electric blue aura surrounding her. Jayce smiled, proud of her friend breaking the power limit barrier set by illness, but there's always the worry that she's pushing too hard. She's grateful for all that Bulma and the Autobots have done so Jamie can fight, so she doesn't always need a friend with her. However, Jamie often partners with a friend. Jayce would love to hear that Jamie can be cured, all her friends would like that, but so far, that seems impossible. It doesn't bother Jamie as much after fourteen years of dealing with it.
"Jayce, look out!" J.R. yelled as an energy blast hit her, causing her to fall to the ground. "Good thing we're not in the air," J.R. extended a hand to help her up, "you wanted us to continue training, but you just stand here. What's up?"
"Lost in thought. I don't think I'll ever tire of watching Jamie. "
"Yeah, I can't believe how far she's improved when it seemed she was constrained. Let's get back to training."
J.R. elbowed Jayce's arm. The girls continued firing energy blasts at each other, which turned into a fire and dodge drill. Not what Jayce had in mind, but any training is good.
Several hours later, it's now dusk. After a few hours of rest, J.R is ready for more training. Like Crosshairs, J.R. is thinking what else she can do? She can't spar with an eighteen-foot Autobot, and her friends are done for the day, so here she is solo training. Jayce and Jamie are on their laptops. Jamie is playing a game or working on one of her many projects. It's not all fun and games being able to travel to different dimensions.
"What are you doing?" Crosshairs asked from behind, startling Jayce.
"Dang it, Crosshairs, you're lucky I didn't delete this"
"What's so important about...," he looked at the screen and noticed it was a log of Jamie's illness. This wasn't just a description of Jamie's illness, but logs from every flare-up, every detail noted. Could this be useful in finding a cure? Not likely, but this was important, for any friend to know. It's like how a team of doctors communicate about patient care, "is something wrong?" He knelt beside her.
"No, I'm just amazed how far Jamie has come from coming close to death fourteen years ago."
Though Crosshairs has known Jamie for only four years, He knows what happened. Not just by reading the records, but also watching video records and Jamie's fights himself. He watched Jamie turn Super Saiyan blue for the first time. He loved how Jamie made it so any friend in any dimension could watch her adventures. No, it's spying. It's not a camera spying on her 24/7. This micro camera is turned on during adventures if the girls want to share their adventures or if Jamie wants to share what she's up to in her dimension. Think of it as live streaming, and it's saved. This was Jamie's idea though she thought it wouldn't last long.
"I still can't believe she's friends with that bastard."
"You haven't read that file, have you? Vegeta regretted what he did as soon as he did it. How else do you think Jamie survived? Neither J.R nor I met Jamie when that happened. Fourteen years later and he hasn't tried again. I think he feels the most pain watching Jamie fight a flare-up. He saved her once with a blood transfusion, and I guess you could say he gave her powers like Super Saiyan. An unusual outcome, but I'll take it. Any help to keep the adventure going for Jamie. She's happier visiting other dimensions than being in her own. You know that. "
Crosshairs stood up and looked at Jamie. He smiled, knowing how happy Jamie was with her crazy life.
Drift walks over to them. "What's the problem?" The red and black Autobot resembling a samurai asked.
"Did you know Jamie is still friends with the bastard that tried to kill her?" Crosshairs asked, Still in an angry tone as he stood up.
"He skipped some files and only read the most important ones. Though I think how Jamie ended up with the illness is important," Jayce raved before Drift could answer Crosshairs' question.
"Yes I knew, you didn't?" Drift asked, shocked.
"I'm wondering if he knows the vital info. What else did you skip reading?" Jayce questioned, "Not much of a guardian if you skip the important info. "
"I read what I needed to read. I know what I need to do."
"Doesn't sound like it, Crosshairs. Let me tell you if Optimus assigned you to be Jamie's guardian, I'd be very concerned. Glad we don't need to do that," she started yelling, "at least I know Jamie will be ok knowing she also chose Drift, he cares and read everything!"
"A friend would get to know everything they could, Jayce, not just about Jamie's illness," Drift commented, "Isn't that what you and J.R did before deciding to be a team?"
"Yes, and Crosshairs doesn't care," she closed the laptop, picked it up, and walked away, angry.
Crosshairs doesn't seem to care about Jamie. Does he even consider Jamie a friend or just another human to protect? She wondered.
Crosshairs didn't know what to say as he watched Jayce walk away. He wasn't angry that Jayce now thinks he really isn't Jamie's friend or even cares about her. He wasn't sure how he could show her she's wrong that she'd see he means it.
As the sun sets, Drift and Jamie are meditating. Jayce and J.R find it boring, but they don't work as hard as Jamie. Jayce thinks Jamie's only meditating because Drift is doing it. Though, she wonders if meditation is helping Jamie achieve more with her power. J.R is once again training.
"Is that all you will do?" A tall, robust man with dark brown medium length wavy hair in a messy style asked. He was much older than the girls. His hazel eyes were looking at J.R. in disgust as he walked over to her.
"What do you want me to do, Cade? Crosshairs is right; this place is boring."
"And I'm sure Jamie said you could leave. Not much happens here. I'm hiding from the government. You want the government to find us?" He was getting annoyed and yelling loud enough that Drift and Jamie heard him. They stood up, and Jamie walked up to her.
"We already deal with Crosshairs' complaining-."
"Hey!" Crosshairs exclaimed.
"We don't need to deal with your complaining. Go ahead, go back to your dimension."
Jamie knew J.R wouldn't, but she was tired of the complaining like J.R had to come. J R shoved Jamie to the ground, and the two started fighting, punching each other in the forearms while rolling around. Cade just watched, surprised. Who would have thought any of the girls would fight each other? Jayce sighed, watching the two fight.
"Enough!" Drift scooped Jamie up and walked away. J.R. got up and walked in the opposite direction.
"This isn't new. Jamie and J.R. clash a lot but not enough to ruin their friendship," Jayce explained.
"A lot?" Cade was puzzled. How can these two be friends but fight often?
"It's not that often, Cade, though I think part of it is J.R.'s anger. I know she's like the rest of us; she would protect Jamie or any of us," she explained as she looked around, seeing J.R take out her anger on a rusted car. Most likely, Drift is telling Jamie something like it's not good for friends to fight.
Feeling like he got the gist of what the hell just happened, Cade climbed a ladder to the roof of a building used for storage. A mostly yellow Autobot was already sitting on the roof.
"Hound pull up the sat phone," Cade asked an Autobot who looks like Santa Claus if Santa was in the army wearing khaki-colored armor with a lot of guns.
"You got it," he replied and set up a secure line for Cade, or was it?
Somewhere, someone stared at a screen showing the junkyard's location.
"At last, I found you," they smiled evilly.
