Hello again everyone! I am glad to see you all again, I hope that all of you are well.
Now then before we start I would like to take a moment to talk to you all about something very important. There is a condition spreading quickly through out the United states along with the rest of the world. While the condition is not life threatening it can be very difficult to deal with for the people who have to live with it. This condition is known... as Furry Syndrome. Yes that's right, reports have shown that there are a growing number of furies through out the world and we must all do our part to let them know that they do not have to be ashamed of it. Studies show that one in every five people have Furry Syndrome, so the odds are that one of you're friends may very well have it. We must not turn away from these people, we must in fact embrace them and show them love. I speak not as someone who just wants others treated right, I am speaking because... I too have Furry Syndrome. I have had it for years and have decided to share that secret with all of you.
Now if you do know anyone with FS (Furry Syndrome) then I implore you to be there for them and support them. Also you can help them by directing them to this very special site dedicated to our kind. It is called Fur Affinity, the people there are kind and will except all with open arms. I thank you for you're time and hope that this message has opened some eyes to the furry world.
Now then... on to the chapter!
Several soldiers tensed up and quiet a few scientists yelled in fear as the sound of heavy engines filled the air. Not a moment later several large vehicles pulled to a screeching stop in front of the large warehouse that they had just been inside. At the head of the group of vehicles was a large flame painted semi truck. Only slightly behind that was big black GMC Topkick. Both trucks had thick black smoke pouring from there smoke stacks which added to there fierce appearance. Further behind the two trucks sat a off colored green or yellow rescue hummer along with two Lamborghini's, one red and the other yellow.
Several of the soldiers reacted on there training and aimed there guns at the group of vehicles. There actions where instantly regretted as the two trucks began to quickly break apart and reform themselves into two towering robotic forms. Following after the trucks, the other vehicles began to break up and re form into massive figures as well. While they where all large the biggest one was the one that had been the flame painted truck. All the gathered humans looked up at the towering figures shock and aw on there faces.
"Where is Galloway?" The blue one demanded his voice sending shivers of fear through them all.
No one spoke for a time and the silence was quickly replaced with the sound of a high pitched whine which came from the two massive cannons on the black one's arms.
"Speak now... or never again." It said glaring at them all.
Slowly one of the soldiers pulled a radio from one of his large back pockets and spoke into it in a slightly raised voice.
"M... Mr. Galloway... I think that you should come out side..."
"WATCH OUT"
The loud yell made the metal being behind the wheel of the dark green truck jerk. The action made the entire truck swerve violently on the road causing other cars to honk in anger. With a sharp jerk on the steering wheel the truck pulled back into its proper lain and continued down the slightly busy highway at little over the speed limit. Once things had settled down the bright white optics turned to look at the see through human sitting in the passenger seat.
"What was that for?" The deep rumbling voice asked a little annoyed.
Sam glared at his possessed robotic body. "You where drifting into the other lain! You almost rammed right into that mini van!"
The white optics shuttered for a moment before looking back at the road.
"I thought that you have been watching me for a while?" Sam asked trying to keep himself from drifting out of one side of the truck. "How is it that you haven't picked up how to drive?"
"Watching you drive does not mean that I am an expert at it." The voice said swerving a little.
"Then why don't you give me back my body so I can do it?" Sam asked wanting more then anything to have a real body again.
"I would be more then happy to give you back control, but it would be far to dangerous to do it while driving." It said. "Once we stop somewhere then we can switch back."
Sam sighed. "Fine. Where are we going?"
"We need to try and get back to the base. We will be safe there." The voice said.
"You're right but first we need to stop in Tranquility." Sam said.
"Why is that? We can just keep to this highway and it will take us right to the base." The other asked.
"I need to see Mikaela." Sam said.
There was silence in the truck for a while. Sam was great full for that. He knew that Mikaela wouldn't take all this well, but she deserved to know what was going on.
"Sam... the odds that she will..." The other began but Sam cut him off.
"I know." He said. "But she needs to know. I owe her that much."
In battle Optimus and Ironhide where two mechs that no one in there right mind would want to face on a one on one fight. There where few that could clam to have survived in a fight with one of them. Even fewer could clam that they had survived a fight with both of them. Now standing under the hot sun of the cloudless day outside of the warehouse Galloway was finding out first hand just how terrifying facing these two giant beings truly was. The only difference in Galloway's situation was that he wasn't up against the great leader of the Autobots Optimus Prime and his hard as steel Weapons Specialist Ironhide. Instead he was cowering under the almost fiery glare of two enraged parents who would stop at nothing to get there child back.
Galloway had stumbled out of the building only a few minutes after getting the radio call from one of his soldiers. The instant he had stepped out of the building he had not only Ironhide's cannons pointed at him, but the Prime's as well. Anyone who knew the Autobot leader understood that there where only two reasons why Optimus would pull out his gun. The first being for training in which case the weapon would be set to a low setting to help protect anyone from the harmful blast. The second reason was only if he was facing an enemy that he had every intention of killing. At that moment Optimus had the human listed under the second reason.
The barrels of all three cannons where glowing almost white hot and both mechs had there optics narrowed almost to pin points as they watched the human's every move. Galloway for once was doing the smart thing and keeping his mouth shut. The tension in the air was so thick that it was weighing on all the senses. Slowly Ratchet moved forward making sure not to do anything to get the two angered mechs angrier.
"Optimus... Ironhide..." He said calmly. "Put you're weapons away."
There was no answer from the two and they kept there guns locked on the now pale human.
"Think you two, is this the kind of example that you want to set for the rest of us?" Ratchet asked."What about for you're sparkling!"
The last question forces its way into both there processors and cuts through there almost blind rage. Slowly there optics widen back to there normal size and the glow from there cannons dims as they power down.
"You are right Ratchet..." Optimus says sadly. "This is not the way we should behave."
"But we can not let this piece of scum get away with what he has done!" Ironhide stated firmly.
"We won't." Optimus told him putting a hand on Ironhide's shoulder. "But we also will not give in to his view of us as killing machines. Major Lennox will be here in a few moments, when he gets here we shall have him take this human into custody."
Now that the guns where off of him Galloway found that it was the right time to speak up.
"Now wait just a minute!" He yelled. "No one is taking me anywhere, you have no right to make any kind of order."
Ironhide growled and slammed his foot down hard on the ground causing Galloway and several of the other humans to fall over.
"You man, if I where you I would stay quiet on this one." Sideswipe said.
"No doubt, fools lucky that his ass ain't dead." Sunstreaker said shoving his twin slightly.
"That's enough you two." Ratchet said glaring at the two of them. "Right now I think we should get the young one back."
Optimus and Ironhide looked down at Galloway again both there faces set in scowls.
"Where is our sparkling?" They asked at the same time.
The truck jerked to a stop in the alleyway behind the auto repair shop. Sam still sat in his ghost form next to his metal body, his face showing his worry.
"Are you ready?" The other asked.
Sam nods his head. "As ready as I will be."
There is silence as the white optics go off line. Sam holds his head as everything starts to go white and he feels a pull on his chest. The sound of running water fills his head and with a violent jerk he opens his eyes. Sam looks around and sees that he is now sitting in the drivers seat and he lets out a heavy sigh.
"That is the weirdest thing I have ever felt." He said.
'It should get better with time.' The voice says in his head.
Sam takes a moment to look around but still doesn't see anything.
"Why can't I see you but you could see me?" He asked.
'Because you had a body that was completely you're own before you changed.' The voice said.
Sam opened the door to the truck and carefully got out hiding behind the large green dumpster just in case anyone looked down the ally.
"And you didn't?" He asked watching the shop to see if anyone other then Mikaela was inside.
'Its... complicated.' The voice answered.
Same paused for a moment. "Either you did or you didn't... how is that complicated?"
'I did have a body but at the same time I did not have my own body.' The voice said. 'I shared it much like I am with you now.'
"Ok..." Sam said confused. "Who did you share it with?"
'Can we talk about this later?' The voice asked. 'I am sure that you're creators will have the same questions as you and I don't want to go over the same story twice.'
"Alright fine... but do you at least have a name?" He asked.
'I never really had a name... at least not a personal one.' The voice said. 'But I suppose you could call me... Alpha.'
"Really?" Sam asked. "That's the best you could come up with?"
'Take it or leave it.' Alpha said.
"Alright, Alpha it is." Sam said as he moved out from behind the dumpster and started making his way to the back door of the small building.
He tried to keep his feet from making to much noise as he moved but it was a hard thing to do. When he got to the back door he carefully opened the door and was grateful that it didn't make any noise. Slowly he moved inside the building and noticed that it was a lot more organized then the last time he had been in it. There where less spare parts laying around the floor and the tools seemed to be organized better. The faint sound of someone working caught his attention and he slowly made his way closer to them.
He eased himself out from around a stack of tires and found to his delight the slender form of Mikaela hunched over a work table. She seemed to be focusing hard on something and was blocking out everything else. Slowly Sam moved closer making sure not to make any loud noises that would scare her. When he was halfway to her a loud buzzing sound filled the air and Sam looked down in time to see a small blue remote controlled truck zip in front of him. The sudden appearance of the toy car startled him and caused him to yell slightly before stumbling backwards crashing into a cart full of small auto parts and tools.
The cart tumbled to the ground along with Sam causing a loud bang and clatter to ring out. Sam heard the sound that all Cybertronians make when they transform and a moment later the small blue truck was standing on his chest a small gun pointed right at his face.
"Make one move and you're dead scrap heap!" It said its red optics glaring at him.
"What do you mean he is gone!" Will shouted grabbing the front of Galloway's jacket.
Galloway glared at the Major and tried to pull the taller man's hands off him.
"I mean he escaped." He said. "I don't know how but he got out."
Will stopped for a moment to look back over his shoulder at both Optimus and Ironhide. The black mech was being wrestled to the ground by both Sideswipe and Sunstreaker while Ratchet was speaking very quickly in the high pitched screeches and whirls of there home tongue. Will let out a heavy sigh and shoved Galloway away from him. He ran his hand through his short hair as he tried to think of what they should do.
"Well, he couldn't have gotten far on foot." Will said. "And Ratchet said he was to young to scan for an alt form..."
"Sir." One of Galloway's soldiers said. "It didn't leave on foot."
Will stopped to look at the man. He wasn't much taller then him but he was built more like Epps, his skin was a very dark tan color.
"What do you mean?" Will asked.
"The thing..." He stopped when a loud growl came from Ironhide. He took a moment to step back and cleared his throat. "I mean... the sparkling took one of our trucks."
"Soldier that is classified information!" Galloway yelled moving to the soldier.
"You're right Galloway that is classified, and since you are no longer high up enough to legally be able to hear it I would suggest that you shut up." Will snapped. He looked back at the soldier his face firm. "Are you telling me that he high jacked a military truck, and you just let him drive off?"
"We didn't have much choice sir..." The soldier said. "It... I mean he... was doing something freaky."
"What the hell do you mean freaky?" Will asked getting angry.
"I mean we fired on him but not one of our bullets touched him." The soldier said. "They all would stop in mid air about five feet from him."
For the first time since Will had gotten there the entire area was silent. Not even Ironhide was struggling on the ground.
"W... what?" Will asked unsure if he had heard right.
"The bullets seemed to just slow down and then... freeze in mid air." The soldier said again. "They either fell to the ground or went flying off in other directions."
Will had no idea if he had gone crazy or not.
"That's impossible..." He said before looking back at Ratchet and the others. "... isn't it?"
His question was answered only by silence.
Sam's chest rose and fell quickly as his tanks worked hard to cool down his heated body. The cannon pointed at his head might have been small but he knew that a direct hit from it at such a close range would result in a lot of damage to him. So he laid on the concrete floor trying not to move to much as the crazy blue truck sneered down at him. His attention was caught by the sound of light foot steps walking closer to him. Next thing he knew he had a large blow torch pointed right at his face, the flame at its end burning bright white.
"Did I do good worrier goddess?" The truck said sounding like he had come straight from the streets of Brooklyn.
"Yes, good job Wheelie." Mikaela said glaring down at the mech. "Alright buddy, who are you and what do you want?"
Sam was so shocked by this turn of events that for a moment he couldn't think of anything to say.
"Answer her junk yard!" Wheelie said shoving his gun more into Sam's face.
"M... Mikaela!" Sam gasped out. "It's me!"
Sam saw confusion in Mikaela's eyes and she moved her head slightly to the side. "What are you talking about?"
"I.. it's me... Sam." He said.
The look of confusion left the moment the words came out of his mouth. It was replaced by a great look of anger, and the next thing Sam new pain like he had never felt before was running through his body. The source of the agonizing pain was his sparking now destroyed right optic. He howled in pain and arched his back hard knocking Wheelie off him and across the floor. At the same time his thrashing made Mikaela fall over backwards landing on her back, the torch fell from her hand shutting off instantly. Both of Sam's hands where clutching and clawing at his ruined optic trying to get the pain to stop.
'Easy Sam, easy!' Alpha said trying to calm him down.
Sam paid Alpha no attention as all he could focus on was the horrid pain. He curled his body tightly still howling in pain and he wished that he would pass out or something.
'Hold on Sam...' Alpha said. 'This will help.'
Sam felt a slight warmth fill his head and a moment later he heard a very loud click before the burning pain began to fade. Sam's yells began to fade and he slowly started to settle down. Finally after a few minutes the pain was gone replaced with only a dull numbness. His chest rose and fell fast the air around his body waving with the heat that was being emitted from him.
'Wh... what did you do?' Sam asked.
'I was able to turn off you're pain receptors.' Alpha told him. 'It will keep you from feeling the pain in you're optic until you can get it fixed.'
A heavy sigh escaped Sam's body and he began to uncurl from his balled up position. He moved so he was laying on his back, he was only able to see from his left optic which through everything out of balance for him. With a heavy groan he pushed himself up from the floor and held his head in one hand.
"Well... we know that he ain't no Decepticon." Wheelie said moving over to Mikaela's side.
The tan girl was pulling herself off the floor as well, she held her left arm a little showing that she had landed on it wrong when she was knocked to the ground.
"That's great, but he is still a lire!" She snapped. "He said that he was Sam."
Sam looked at her his face frowning a little. "I know that it is hard to believe but I am Sam." He said firmly.
"I don't believe you." She said. "You may sound like him but you can't be him."
"Mikaela..." Sam started. "The last time I saw you was at Will's house. We had spent the whole day out shopping and running around with Will and Sarah."
Mikaela's eyes widened a little and her mouth hung open just a little."Mini golf..."
Sam nodded his head. "And the bumper cars. We went to the movies and then walked out on the first one because it was to mushy..."
Mikaela nodded her head. "We went to see an action movie instead..."
"Then we went back to Will's house." Sam told her.
"We all went to bed, and in the morning all we found in you're room was..." She trailed off and her eyes went wide again as she looked Sam up and down. "Oh my god..."
"Yeah..." Sam said looking sad.
Mikaela rushed forward and threw her arms around Sam's neck hugging him tightly. "Sam... I am so sorry!"
Sam was shocked at first by her reaction but he quickly got over it and carefully hugged her back. "I know 'Kaela... I know..."
The two of them stayed like that for a while neither one wanting to pull apart to face the truth about what was going on.
And the end... yup that's the end of My Little Soldier... I hope that everyone liked the story... Oh wait... that's not the end. Sorry for the confusion, can you imagine how many people would hate me if I left it like that? Wow... scary thought, anyway I hope you enjoyed the new chapter. It was tough to get it started but once I did the rest came easily.
Anyway the next chapter will be up some time next week... I hope.
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