The Diego Diaries Part Seven

by arctapus

This is a continuation of the universe started in Diego Diaries and continued through parts two to six. The premise is a joke that led to world building. This is about family, friendship, overcoming adversity and finding the best parts of yourself. This is an adventure, a trek through the world of Transformers and its a comedy/drama. Everyone is here and if you are, too, then YAY!

217. Chapter 217

The Diego Diaries: Bam (dd7 217)

=0=Shortly after school

They drove up the ramp to the Plaza of Metroplex heading for City Hall and an appointment with some of the 'powers that be'. Sitting on the benches behind their driver, Lonnie Epps, Annie Lennox, Sandy Howell, Lucy Epps and James Hoyt watched the city around them. Following on a segway with Sarah Lennox, Spirit, Bobby Epps and Comet chatted away. They buzzed forward, entered the City Hall through a door that was open and their size, then sped to the counter across the vast marble floor.

The place was jumping with activity, most of it business with bots who came for this or that thing. Young intense sub adults either in practicums for their education or working on their first job hustled here and there with stacks of data pads or other things needing delivery or attention. The desk was busy with the clerks that helped individuals and here and there while citizens sat waiting for appointments or chatting together as they waited for someone to come out again.

The building itself was beautiful, faced with Martian marble everywhere and on the floor with its usual inscrutable expression, a big reddish-orangish Autobrand greeted them.

"Is it just me or does the Autobrand look a bit like Prowl?" Sarah had asked once.

Everyone had agreed.

They reached the double doors that led inside to the inner sanctum, then pressed the buzzer. After a moment a beautiful face looked over it to see them below. Blondi smiled. "Hi. Come on in," she said as she opened the door.

They buzzed inside, then slowed as Blondi shut the half door again. She grinned at them. "They expect you. Do you know where Jetta's office is?"

:I do. Uncle Jetta is helping me decide if I want to be an architect or an engineer some day: James said.

Blondi grinned. "He's a good one, Our Jetta. Go on ahead then," she said.

They sped onward with a wave and a shout heading for the corridor that led past the huge offices of the most important Autobots on several worlds.

Blondi watched them go, then walked to her own office. It was always good when humans came by, especially the little ones.

=0=About the same time far away

Prime was brooding in his silent world.

Ratchet was dozing nearby in a chair as Prowl tracked the Vergons.

Everyone was working hard when a message came in.

:Wheeljack to Prime:

Prime stared at the forward screen oblivious to the call until Prowl cut him in. He glanced at Prowl who nodded. "Prime here," he said.

:Optimus, we just released Homeland and its stable so far. We can bridge you back if you hustle, then remain here with the Triggers until Homeland is optimal:

"Let us form up to leave, then Prowl will signal you, Wheeljack," Prime said.

Ratchet jolted out of his nap, then watched as Prowl ordered the fleet to form a line up that would take most of them through the bridge as swiftly as possible in a group. The biggest ships, the titans, Clipper and Tennyson would have to go one at a time. "Wheeljack, this is Prowl. We are go," he said as the last ping came to him.

:Standby, Prowl. We're going to count down now. When we're go, I'll tell you: Wheeljack replied.

It was silent as Prowl checked the line up. "All of the fleet is in formation. Clipper will follow, then the six titans." He glanced up to a huge mech in pretender gear leaning on a console nearby. "You're last, Tenn."

Tennyson nodded. "No problem," he said as he turned to the console. His metallic voice could be heard ordering his guns to shift aft-ward so that when they flew through the bridge he could destroy anything that might appear and try to follow.

Prime watched the forward view screens tensely.

They all did.

=0=City Hall

They drove into the huge office that was filled with the work of a mech who never seemed to sleep. They were sitting at a table looking at a three dimensional building of some kind, discussing its many fine points as the group drove up to pull to a halt by their peds. Both of them looked down to the floor.

:UNCLE JETTA! UNCLE MAGNUS! HI!: Annie Lennox called out with a wave.

Jetta chuckled, then leaned down. "Hello, yourself."

Lonnie grinned. :Thank you, Magnus and Jetta. They want to have something called an 'initial interview' for their project. If you don't have the time right now we can make another:

"I'm good. Are you, Magnus?" he asked.

Magnus nodded. "We can talk now." He lowered his servo, everyone climbed in, then rose upward to be gently deposited on the table top. They looked around, then Annie pulled out a device that recorded sound and video.

She smiled at both of them. :Mr. Bento from the Museum told us about the run up to the Great War. It was amazing to hear about all of you and Uncle Optimus. We want to interview you about what happened. My dad said if you don't want to talk about it that we should honor that, he said. Sometimes you don't want to talk about bad things: she said earnestly.

Jetta grinned at Magnus, then the little group. "Let's see what you ask, infants."

Annie and the others got organized, then Annie began to ask questions she'd written on a list data pad she always carried in a pocket. She asked them in perfect NeoCybex. :Uncle Jetta, Mr. Bento said that you were a community organizer and advocate. What was that?:

All of them looked at Jetta with expectation.

He grinned. "That's someone who tries to make bad things better. My family had a tiny apartment in a tenement. I lived in the same building with Deion Magnus," he said nodding to the big bot watching them with interest, "as well as Arcee, Elita and Optimus who was Orion Pax then. We grew up together, had the same lack of everything no matter how hard everyone worked, all of us were ambitious for a better life and all of us were at that time unafraid. We hadn't had enough experiences with the power of government to be afraid. So I tried to make things better."

:They really beat you up, Mr. Bento told us: James said. :He even said you were thrown in prison:

Jetta considered that, then leaned forward on his elbows. "All of us were ill treated. No one wanted anyone to rock the boat. They never understood that the more you squeeze something the greater the likelihood that it'll explode. When you have nothing to lose, you aren't afraid. We did what we did for the greater good and sometimes they made you pay for it. There's very little that I regret from trying to do what I did."

"You made a difference. He attended every council meeting and gathering he could. He went to the Imperium and protested. You went on hunger strikes, organized locals and unions and pretty much got arrested orn and night. I used to worry about you," Magnus said in his usual dry and understated manner.

Jetta chuckled. "I was arrested over forty times. It got to the point where some of the bots with me made sure that I had escape routes from what we were doing. Jail is no fun."

The kids watched them like they were gods.

=0=There

It was silent as the bottom of a well when the tension was broken by the sight of a bridge, then another and finally a third bursting into sight nearby. Prime vented a sigh, then glanced at Prowl.

Prowl was standing at the table staring at the monitor when the bridges appeared. He pressed a key on the comm device at the table. "Go in the usual manner," he said tersely.

The fleet seemed to sit in space stilled against the whirling of eternity nearby, then the battleships began to move. Behind them came the cruisers, then a number of the battle shuttles. They flew in disappearing from view as Torus State and Clarity began to move forward.

"What is the status of the Vergons, Prowl?" Prime asked.

Prowl checked, then glanced at him. "They made their jump and seem to be preparing for the next. That one will bring them to us."

Prime nodded as he watched Clarity and Torus State fly into the bridge. The others moved forward gaining speed as they disappeared one-by-one into the whirling energy. Six titans flew into the bridges leaving Tennyson, the Supremes and four battle shuttles. "Go, Omega. Take your siblings. Battle shuttles follow. The Vergons are making their last jump."

:Hercy to Prime. We can stay until Tennyson can go:

"Go, Hercy. We are cutting it fine. We will make it." Prime sat back tensely as the lights on the tracking map showed a bridge jump forming not so far away.

The ships flew into the bridges until only Tennyson was left.

"Prowl, let me bridge myself. Keep our bridge open. Perhaps we can draw a vessel in and capture it," Tennyson said as enormous energies inside the ship began to build.

Prowl glanced at Prime, then nodded to Tennyson. They stared at the screen as another bridge, smaller and a light blue in color appeared nearby. When it did, the vast lights of Tennyson blasted as bright as the sun, then he disappeared. As he did, two of the bridges from Sirius A disappeared as well. Only one was swirling in the darkness.

Ships poured through their blue bridge, heavily armed ships that looked ready to fight. They flew out making a defensive array as a smaller lighter ship joined them. They scanned the area, then turned their attention to the funnel of energy nearby. Between ships, they speculated on what it might be. The aliens had bridges but they were gone, evidently rescued by their technology. If this was one of theirs, why was it still here? Was it some weird anomaly of the area? Was it a trap?

A ship was dispatched to test a theory. It slowed before the bridge, then fired a torpedo into the funnel.

=0=At the edge of the Solar System near Mars

A flotilla of immensity flew out of the funnels and formed up out of range of them given that one of them would be a trap to draw someone in. Prime stood on the deck of Tennyson which had just appeared out of the ether among them. Nearby, a funnel was whirling as two others winked out.

"Prowl to Wheeljack."

:Wheeljack here:

"Don't shut down the bridge until I tell you. Either they'll come through and we can grab them or a torpedo will," Prowl said.

:Understood:

"If they shoot a torpedo and the bridge stays up, they might think its normal for the area. It will also let us know if they can track bridges back to their source or not. My money says they can't," Ratchet said as everyone watched. As they did, a torpedo flew out of the funnel.

=0=The Hourly News: LATEST BREAKING NEWS!

Aleph appeared on the screen. "We've just received a bulletin from the Office of Strategic Communications. Commander Jazz just reported that the fleet under the command of Optimus Prime has just bridged back to the solar well. It would appear that everyone who left has arrived in good order. They will remain there for a short time to organize and gather data collected together. When they come back to home base we will tell you. Right now, there appear to be no injuries from the encounter, none that have been released at least. Everyone seems to be well and ready to come home. When we get back from Community Bulletin Board announcements about New Years and Veteran's Day events, we hope to have Commander Jazz here for an interview and update. We'll be right back ..."

=0=Solar Well

They watched the funnel after having allowed the torpedo to fly well into free space. A shuttle had dispatched it, then returned to the group. They were prepared to wait a while to see what kind of fish they could catch, big or small.

=0=At the funnel

They waited in an array, watching the funnel as it spun. There was no return from their torpedo, no blow back or reaction. They spent a few moments scanning it, the area, and discussing their options. It would only be then that they would begin the jumps back to Homeland and Sun Base. They would arrive in time to see the inner most planet of the formerly six planet system crash into the sun and propel a fiery ball of flame that traversed several hundred million miles into the system.

=0=TBC 2-24-2020 4-1-2020

Fancyspinner chapter 216 . 6h ago

One of the great things about the story is all of the angles that you can see. You have prime and a lot of the main auto bots fighting and then you have iron hide in the hospital and looking at all of those different viewpoints at the same time is really awesome. It reminds me that So much goes on at the same time and we often get so caught up in our own moments that that's where our point of view is. It's really too early to be writing this review I have to go to work but I couldn't resist reading the chapter. LOL anyway, take care.

ME: I like that, too. Finding out what everyone does is interesting to me. I don't have a set deadline on this story and it rolls out as the movie plays in my head. That way, we can take the time to explore everyone else. I think there's a ton of great stories out there that would benefit doing that. Its about the only way I can write anymore. HUGS! :D:D:D

Guest chapter 213 . Feb 22

So I guess the Vergo group did not take Springer's words about Cosmic rust disintegrating the planets to heart :)

ME: BWAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAAHAAAAA!

I am curious to see how many different universes you can add to this story. Since you just a little while ago said you are only half way done…

ME: I would have had to invent the Borg if they weren't there to handle Megatron. They're thousands of years old as a society and if exist, are operating now. :D:D Sometimes dropping a tiny snippet here and there underlines this. I love the idea of time.

It seems that we are still living Christmas Surprise Day. It's taken a really long time to write this battle. Hopefully they get done and back home before the next Christmas!
Hopefully your writing muses keep your creative powers online for a lot longer. I am looking forward to finding out where the story is heading next. Lots of interesting story lines hanging around. Thanks for keeping us entertained!

ME: LOL! Sometimes it takes two weeks to write half a day when you look at everyone in the story doing something. MY PLEASURE! HUGS! :D:D:D

Guest chapter 210 . Feb 22

Ravel and Tie live in a normal building. Why would their power be down too? Although I understand the point about not complaining that you are making.

ME: Whoops. I see it so clearly I assume everyone would. Their building is on the trunk line of Metroplex. When they were hit it backed up around the different titans affected. I have that on the list to discuss at the next staff meeting. I'll insert that to make it clear. I saw a huge feedback loop down the system where Metroplex gets his energy. Its a joining place for a lot of other buildings. Good catch. :D:D:D HUGS!

Lackwit chapter 214 . Feb 22

Operation Market Garden.

ME: That was it. Montgomery planned it. My cousin Forest was in it. :D

Didn't the Cybertronians know what could take out the big boys? That's interesting. Makes me wonder if someone like Jhiaxus is with the Vergons.

ME: Ahem. Maybe. Maybe not. :D I love Jhiaxus. He's a bit of the bogey man. ;)

I must say I find the brief inclusions of other literary/entertainment universes don't do it for me, especially the Tolkien reference. I understand why they are brought in but i find they they don't really add. Just my 2c.

ME: Coolness. :D I'm infatuated with time and the idea that all dimensions and possibilities exist at the same time. It's only distance between us and the time it would take to travel that far that separates us. Hugs for your genuine thoughts. They are ALWAYS welcome here. :D:D HUGS!