Title: The Day That Praxians Flew
Warnings: For just about everything at this point.
Disclaimers: I in now way own Transformers. I only own my plot, and the praxian seeker idea.
Song choice: Still 'Warrior' by Beth Crowley
Summary: As Jazz wanders the arc hallways absentmindedly, his proccessor goes back to the memories of his time with Highwind and his trine.
Notes: These few chapters on jazz are to give the reader a clear view of what Highwind and his trine mean to Jazz. Will be writing more about Prowl soon enough. This chapter will be fully in jazz's flashback.
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Jazz's POV
Ah vent trying ta stay calm as Highwind walks into a room that smells like a med center. "I swear if you are here for thruster repair, I will reformat you into a femme, Highwind" Ah hear a voice growl from my far right. "I am not here for me this time, Ratchet." Highwind says. Ah hear someone moving from meh far right and the mech comes over ta us. "A youngling? You didn't raid the youth centers did you, Highwind?" Ratchet says. "No, Ratchet. I saved him from the scrapheap in Kaon. Lifeline did his best, but his optics and visual connectors are fried. Lifeline said you may know a way around it." Highwind says.
"I may but I need to make sure he's in Metroplex's systems. We don't need a repeat of when Bumblebee got here." Ratchet says. Ah tilt meh helm confused. "Bumblebee is another youngling in the base. He was orphaned in one of the battles. He's a minibot youngling. That means he is a lot smaller than you. Do try not to get too rough with him, Jazz. I do not want any bad reports on you. So, please try to behave for me, alright?" Highwind asks and Ah nod. "What happened ta bee?" ah ask. "Mirage forgot to bring him right to the medbay and get him put in the systems. Metroplex thought he was an intruder and we had to protect Bumblebee from Metroplex's defenses until he was put into the system." Highwind answers and Ah nod.
"Alright, Jazz, I need you to open your spark chamber so I can get an appropriate Signal for Metroplex." Ratchet says and ah whimper remembering what Redline, the pit medic did to meh spark. Ah shake meh helm and wrap meh arms around meh chest ta protect meh spark. Ah feel ah servo on meh shoulder and flinch expecting ta be slammed down and my chest plates forced open. "Jazz, it is ok..." Ah hear Highwind say. Ah relax ah little but not enough ta let Ratchet have access ta meh spark. "Jazz, what did they do?" Ratchet asks softly, not angry with meh. "Da pit medic...Redline...he...he thought he could make meh grow up faster if he spark merged with meh...he had bots hold meh down...and he forced meh chest plates open..." Ah say trembling.
"Slaggit!" Ratchet yells making meh jump. Highwind's servo gently grips meh shoulder giving meh support. "Sorry, Jazz. It's not you, youngling. Never you." Ratchet says softly. Ah nod and relax a little more. "We don't have to get the signature right now. However, I will need to install this chip that has an ally signature marker on it so Metroplex doesn't attack you, Jazz." Ratchet says and Ah nod. Ah sense Ratchet move behind meh and gently install ah chip into the medical slot in the back of meh helm. "That chip has no data, just the ally signature, Jazz. Do not remove it until we do get you in the systems." Ratchet says and Ah nod finally relaxing.
"Now, on the vision problem, I can link a visor directly to Jazz's visual core in his CPU, bypassing the damaged connectors all together. I have several visors in stock due to how many bots in Metroplex have them. Perhaps one of them may fit Jazz." Ratchet says and goes ta another room, ah storage room, ah guess. "Don't worry, Jazzz. Ratchet won't mess with your spark unless you give him permission or you are injured." Highwind says and Ah nod. Ah hear Ratchet soon come back. "Luckily, I had a couple of extras for Loadout. He's always getting his visor smashed in battle." Ratchet says and stands beside meh. "I will have to put you in stasis, Jazz, but I will not touch your spark. Highwind will watch me, ok?" Ratchet says and Ah nod. Highwind gently has meh lay down and meh processor starts ta get foggy as Ratchet puts meh in stasis.
Ah wake up some time later ta ah message in my vision. 'accept new programming?' Ah accept it and things start ta get bright again. Shielding meh face until ah get used ta da lights, ah whimper ah little. Ah figure comes over ta meh as meh vision clears. "It's alright, Jazz. It's Ratchet" Ah hear Highwind say from meh left. Ah nod and lower meh arm again. Ah look at Ratchet and he smiles softly. "Any pain or pressure, Jazz?" He asks and Ah shake meh helm. Ratchet nods and smiles. "That means your CPU accepted the bypass. You can remove the visor, but remember than you are blind without it, Jazz. I will have a few more made up for you in a couple of cycles just in case it gets broken." Ratchet says and nod.
Highwind comes over and Ah see my caretaker for the first time. He's ah silver seeker with white accents. His optics are pure gold, a noble. Ah look down. "What is wrong, Jazz?" he asks concerned. "Am ah just ah phase? Ya are ah noble..." Ah say. Highwind frowns a litlle. "No, Jazz, you are not a phase. You are my charge and I have come to love you as my own. I will not get tired of you. Nor will I give you to anyone. You are a free mech. You only need a caretaker because you are still underage." Highwind says and ah nod with a small smile.
To be continued...
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Notes: Yup! Poor jazz has a bad past.