Gah! Update, update, update! Typing all the live-long day!(jumps)
Ion: Oy, any reason you're freaking out?
ION!(lands on her back) Have you seen Reki, or Ruka, or Reka, or any of your siblings at all?
Ion: No, but I'm pretty sure I have more than just those three.
DAMMIT! I need my muses! They're the only reason I update certain stories at a time!
Ion: You're the author, yet you have to actually LOOK for your muses. How sad.
Zip it, or I'll make you a valley girl.
Ion: YOU WOULDN'T!
Oh?
Ion: Fine.
In any case! Let's start this already.
CHAPTAH!
STARTO!
Ironhide was practically shaking with excitement. He stood nervously in line with the other recruits, all optics on Optmius Prime, standing in front of them with grace. Next to him was HotShot, Ironhide's idol, and hopefully his mentor as well.
"Have they found him yet?" Ironhide perked up when Optimus spoke to HotShot.
"Not yet. He might've gone outside, or even across the bridge at this point." The recruits gave scattered, confused shrugs, but Ironhide realized that they must've been referring to Kicker. He woke up? Oh, that meant-
'I might be able to meet him after all!' The young mech thought, his excitement doubling. Then, a comm beeped and Optimus put a servo over the panel on his head.
"What? He's where!" The recruits jumped at Prime's exclaimation, and the leader sighed. "Alright then." He disconnected the transmission and turned to HotShot. "Kicker took HighWire and is heading for the bridge. Pursue, and make sure he doesn't get to the land." HotShot saluted him and transformed, tires screeching as he took off towards the gate.
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Meanwhile, Demolisher was standing outside, after having some Autobots tell him they'd take over the search for Kicker. He sighed, watching the expanse of the bridge connecting them to the land surface and interlock together.
"Nobody told me we were surfacing. Kicker might get out onto the bridge at this." He muttered, before a loud zooming noise started up behind him. He turned to see the human he'd been looking for, riding a Minicon known as HighWire, heading towards the bridge. "Kicker! You aren't supposed to be out here! And to think everyone's tearing the place apart looking for you!" The Con yelled, agitated that the boy held such little regard to others.
"I came out for some fresh air! Now, outta my way!" The boy replied, gunning HighWire's engine. Demolisher held his hands out, ready to pluck the boy from his ride. Kicker rode HighWire straight off the ramp, twisting in the air and blowing a kiss to the Con.(He really does, just watch the first episode) He landed on the other side, and sped off towards the bridge, before another loud zoom alerted them to HotShot, who screeched to a halt in front of the Con.
"Aren't you supposed to be working, Demolisher?" The yellow speeder said, revving his engine. The Con growled.
"You don't boss me around!" He shouted, turning away from the Autobot.
HotShot would've rolled his optics if he could. "Quit living in the past. We aren't enemies anymore, or did you forget that?" Demolisher didn't turn his head.
"You're still an Autobot to me." HotShot really wished he could hit Demolisher in this form, but...
"Whatever. I have to go get Kicker." He revved his engine and took off. "And get back to work!" He called back to the Con.
Demolisher was so close to throwing a fit now. "OOOOH! One of these days, HotShot! I'm going to crush you!" He yelled, swinging his arms to emphasize his words.
Meanwhile, Kicker was just a few feet from HotShot, who held fast as they went around the loop, the pavement still wet from the water. "Okay Kicker, party's over!" The bot called out. Kicker swerved his head just enough for the mech to see his smirk, and suddenly his speed went up as he slid into a patch of algae. HighWire trilled in alarm at the feeling of traction-less-ness.
"I don't think so, HotShot!" The boy shouted cheekily. HotShot growled, losing his patience with the human all too quickly.
"Argh! That kid can be such a pain in the rear bumper!" He said to himself, transforming and launching his body into the air. The boy looked back, and upon seeing no sign of the bot, let out a whoop and sped on. HighWire caught a large puddle of water, which fanned out from his rear tire like a curtain. Kicker spared a glanc at it, but was caught off guard by HotShot landing in front of him.
"Alright, wise guy, who gave you permission to raise the city? Or leave it, for that matter?" HotShot questioned. Kicker looked away.
" I didn't raise anything! And I had to get out of there, or I'd go crazy! I can't be locked up all the time, and you know that!" He shouted. His hair was held back by a cap he wore underneath the helmet, so he was staring straight at HotShot, his eyes darkened by the visor.
HotShot growled, his temper flaring up. "Listen, I'm the boss here, and you have to do as I say! Understand me?"
Kicker snarled at him. "You aren't the boss of me, and you never will be!" HotShot lost his patience completely and drew his gun, pointing it in Kicker's direction. The human automatically raised his arms.
"I've just about had it with your attitude!" HotShot snapped.
Kicker's face dropped into a frightened expression. "HotShot?" Realizing what he was doing, HotShot lifted his blaster away from the human, unable to understand why he'd aimed it at Kicker. Kicker was human, he was prone to outbursts like this, but not once had any bot ever used their weapons to threaten him before. Optimus would've pitched a fit if he'd seen this, his comrade pointing a blaster at one of the humans Optimus called family.
Kicker noticed how distracted HotShot was, and used the oppertunity to take off again, going underneath HotShot. He only got a few feet before he stopped, jumping off and clutching at his chest. HotShot ran up to him, concerned for the human.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Kicker pulled off his helmet, and his hair began to glow softly underneath the cap. Kicker looked upwards at the sky, then back towards the city.
He smirked. "Okay HotShot, you win." The mech gave every indication of being confused, but nodded and picked up Kicker, wrappng his digits carefully around the teen's waist. HighWire gave a low whine and transformed, running alongside HotShot to keep up with the two. Once back at the gate, Kicker squirmed out of the yellow mech's grasp, and hopped onto Demolisher's shoulder. "By the way, just because you guys put an alarm on me doesn't mean I'm going to follow rules." He winked at the Con's agitated face and leapt back onto HotShot's hand.
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Optimus was busy with training, having gone ahead and transported to Cybertron with the recruits after HotShot left. He proceeded to fling the new recruit known as Ironhide over his shoulder and right into the side of the building. Optimus watched as the mech slid to the ground.
"So, anyone else?" The prime asked, staring at the recruits who were eithered damaged, knocked out, or a combination of the two. Suddenly, from behind him, Ironhide spoke up.
"Yeah! I'll go again!" Optimus had to give the kid credit, he sure had lugnuts. "I'm ready when you are!"
Optimus laughed. "I like you, Ironhide. You remind me a lot of HotShot."
Ironhide looked as pleased as he did confused. "You-you really think so, sir?" Optimus didn't get the chance to answer, as at that moment the sirens went off yet again.
"Alright men, that's enough training for today. We'll pick this up tomorrow." Optimus said, dismissing them. He walked towards the base, hoping that HotShot had stopped Kicker in time. On the way inside, he was met by Ion, who still looked as young as she did back when he had first met her. Because she was created by Primus, she had no age, but by now he hazarded a guess that she was as old as he was.
"Hey Prime. Good to see you." He gave her a look.
"I know you were the one who had Ocean City raised, Ion. Was it you as well that woke Kicker?" She shook her head.
"No, I just had them go up. He woke up on his own. I'm not sure why, but whatever it may be, he's awake. I'd place a guess that something's gonna go down soon. And it's not gonna be pretty." She said, hovering upwards and looked down the hallway. "We've got some trouble coming our way already." She zoomed down the hallway, Optimus following.
They arrived in the meeting room, where several people and Autobots were waiting. Ion took up a perch on the banister on the left side of the room. She smirked, staring at the red face displayed on the giant panel in the middle of the room.
"What's up?" Rad rushed up to him, looking disheveled and flustered.
"Big trouble, Optimus!" Dr. Jones, standing nearby, picked up after the blond.
"One of our satellite cities has been hit by asteroids blasted by some unknown force. They also stole some Energon." Upon the last statement, Optimus lurched forward, already on edge.
"What?" Rad nodded.
"Carlos radioed in that our Mars depo was under attack." The blond said, pulling up a picture of strange looking bots, almost like Earth jungle cats but with cannons and morning star-spiked tails, digging and feeding on Energon. A giant ball of light appeared in the room, though only Optimus and Ion could see it.
'What an interesting turn of events. Don't you think, Commander Prime?' It said. Ion watched the presence of her creator with guarded interest. 'Who would've thought Energon would be detected on Planet Earth?'
"It's strange." Optimus said after a second's pause. Several bots nodded in agreement.
'But what's even stranger is that we don't know who our enemy is. And if they plan on attacking us on Earth...' Optimus stepped back.
"Then I'll assemble a reacon team at once." He turned to leave, when Dr. Jones called out to him.
"Wait!" The leader of the Autobots turned to him, watching as he pulled out a small disc-shaped pack. Ion peered at it intently. "I have something for you." He held it out, and stared as Optimus sub-spaced the package. Ion jumped from her perch, somersaulted through the air, and landed on the Prime's shoulder.
Several minutes later, they met Jetfire and Inferno outside, and Ion leapt from the top of Prime's truck form into the air, tackling Inferno's faceplate in an attempt at a hug.
"BURNY! Did ya miss me?" She cooed, giggling when he tried to remove her from his face.
"Like a computer virus, you crazy person." The red mech responded, finally getting the insane girl off. She shrugged, then leapt onto Jetfire's visor, laughing when he did nothing except ignore her presence.
"So, uh, what's the scoop sir? Me and my boys are starting to rust away, because it's been so slow around here." Jetfire said to Optimus. The Prime transformed and laughed.
"You always crack me up, Jetfire." Optimus reached out and Ion leapt onto his hand. Inferno turned to them. "Well, we've got a mission, and that includes you Inferno." The mech in question nodded, looking up at the sky. "I heard there's a situation on Earth sir."
Optimus nodded. "That's right. But first, we have to make a stop at our space-bridge on Mars." Jetfire turned to him.
"To assess the enemy, sir?"
Optimus nodded. "Yes, now let's move out-" They were stopped by a voice calling out to them.
"Hey! Wait up!" It was the mech Optimus had thrown earlier, Ironhide. Ion back-flipped through the air, staring at the expanse of sky that covered Cybertron. Whatever the mech had to say, she wasn't interested.
"What now, Ironhide?" Optimus said almost impatiently. They couldn't afford to be held up. Ironhide recovered his energy and straightened up.
"You gotta take me, sir. I wanna go on this mission." Ion flipped over, staring at the mech. Jetfire snickered.
"Wanna learn from the best, huh kid?" He held his hand out in emphasis of his words. "Well, I hope you understand that this isn't just a game."
Ironhide gritted his mouth plate. "Okay, I know I'm a rookie, Optimus, but...but I wanna see some action-" Jetfire cut him off quickly. "You uploaded your Spark of Commodation, Ironhide?" The mech had the decency to look embarrassed.
"Well, no not yet, but-but I can!" Ion closed her eyes, shaking her head. Another young bot who thought he had what it took to be a hero. Optimus turned and began to walk away.
"It's your decision Jetfire." The mech managed to look bewildered, even without an expressive face, and sighed.
"Uh! Okay, come on." Ion laughed, floating down to properly look at Ironhide. He stared at her in the same way someone would examine a flawlessly cut crystal.
"Who are you?" He said breathlessly, and Ion curtsied in the air. Jetfire gave a small, dry laugh.
"She's pure trouble. This is Ion, a being created by Primus and sent to aid us during the battle on Earth with Megatron. She's very powerful, so try not to upset her." Ion floated down and let her feet rest on the outstretched tips of Ironhide's fingers.
"I am Ion of Primus, young mechling. And you are?" Ironhide stared at her, optics wide, before Inferno smacked the back of his helm.
"I-I'm Ironhide, miss. Did Primus really create you?" She nodded, taking to the air and following after Optimus.
"Yes. In a way, I suppose you can see me as either a deity or a sibling. You see, Primus knew that Optimus would need help after awakening on Earth, and created me to take down Megatron. Though I do like beating up those creep Decepticons, my human affiliation has made me fun-loving and wild." She halted in front of him. "The technical term for my type is Interstellar Vigorous Ascendant, or IVA for short." Ironhide blinked.
"Your type? You mean there's more of you?" Ion cast a look to Optimus, who after a moment nodded.
"Have you heard of Kicker Jones?" Ironhide brightened.
"Yeah! I saw him sleeping in that room back in Ocean City!" Both Optimus and Ion froze; He had to have been the catalyst for Kicker's awakening. "You mean he's an IVA too?"
Optimus nodded. "Although Ion can't sense Energon like Kicker can, both are valuable assets to the Autobots." Inferno sighed. "That's why we can't blast either of them." Ironhide gave the older mech a stunned look.
"Seriously? I thought you were on our side!" He exclaimed to Ion. She shrugged, stretching her arms.
"Honestly, I'm surprised no one has yet to fire at me, considering how much I piss them off on a daily basis." Ironhide looked to Optimus to help him gain a bit of understanding, but the Prime only shrugged.
"Ion is...not very good at interaction beyond destroying things. She does relate to Kicker a lot, though, so if you can stand him, you can stand Ion." The tiny girl flew up and stuck her tongue out at him. He swatted at her, and straightened. "All units, transform!" They assumed vehicle mode and stood at the ready. Ion attached herself to Optimus, creating a shiny bubble-like barrier around her body. She felt Ironhide staring at her, and threw him a wink and grin. "Rad, open the gates."
Back up in the tower, Rad responded to Optimus quickly. "Roger that, Optimus. I'm all over it." Several machines resembling cannons lit up, and fired at one point where a wormhole opened up. Rad spoke to Dr. Jones, who stood next to him.
"Dr. Jones? Is Ironhide going with them?" The brunette man watched as the Autobots prepared to take off.
"It looks like it. Yeah." Down with the bots, Ion squirmed; she was getting antsy, eager to get back to Kicker.
"Roll out!" Ion gave a small shriek as they drove off, going up a ramp to the space-bridge. It was almost like being on a roller-coaster. Only she was the only one insane enough and powerful enough to do so. One by one, they hit the energy field of the bridge, and Ion gave a round of excited yipping noises as they reappeared inside a tunnel comprised completely of energy. They turned at a corner so fast they went sliding on their tires.
"Man, this great!" Ironhide burst out. Ion cackled when Jetfire responded with 'Just zip it!" to the newbie. She looked back at the bot.
"Never gets old!" She chirped.
READ AND REVIEW! Oh man, things are gonna get good in the next chapter! I searched for at least ten minutes for the terms used for IVA. Originally, the term was supposed to be All Powerful Energy Bitch, but I realized that probably wouldn't fit.
Interstellar- the whole space thing.
Vigorous- a synonym for energy-based.
Ascendant- a synonym for powerful being.
So, in the chapter, we'll see more of the original plot. Yes, Ion is able to pass through the space-bridge unharmed, because PRIMUS made her. She's part of my Sister's group, the info on which will be posted on my page soon.