Chapter 3 – An Old War Renews
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Some small amount of time later, Harry found himself in front of the Hoover Dam. 'So much for Roswell,' he thought, 'I never would have thought this is where they keep the aliens. Maybe that's the point?'
Turning around, he heard the whirl of a helicopter touching down. As it touched down, and its passengers began to disembark, he saw the two young teenagers he was told about. A small sonic boom also revealed the existence of Storm Rider, circling over the dam. Rusty and Gravatrix were still in route.
'That must be Sam. Crazy story, going to buy a car only to get an advanced robotic life form. Still, stranger things have happened to me.'
Leaving the second helicopter behind, Harry and his entourage began traveling into the dam. Contemplating the events of the past several days, he was yanked out of his reverie by an annoying, whining voice.
"Are you going to tell me yet?"
"Look, Sector 9 is classified. It's not surprising you don't know about it. And as much as I want to tell you just so you'll leave me alone, I can't. Just go away."
"I have the highest clearance available! You have to tell me what it is!"
"Can't."
"Now!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Gentlemen!" interrupted the Secretary of Defense, fed up with both of them. "We have more important things to do! Like saving the planet! That's a lot higher on my priority list then your bickering. Now shut up, both of you."
"Yes sir," Harry mumbled, giving one last spiteful look at the Sector 7 agent before falling in behind the Secretary.
Approaching a set of large steel doors, they opened to reveal an even larger room. Various workers were running around, and the quite hum of machinery could be heard. At the far end appeared a monster. It was dozens of feet tall, and its very appearance exuded darkness and pain. Harry breathed a sigh of relief as he saw it was in frozen stasis.
Another Sector 7 agent approached, leading Sam and his group forward. "This is NBL-1," he spoke, showing them Megatron.
"What does 'NBL' stand for?"
"Non-Biologic Lifeform. Learn the lingo, now, he was found approximately sixty years ago in the frozen Antarctic. We put him into cryo-stasis and brought him here."
'Idiots,' Harry thought, 'Always leaping before they look. I mean, he doesn't look like a happy camper, what'sgonna happen if he wakes up? Damn, and I just got involved. They way my look runs, we have about two hours before he reactivates and starts wrecking havoc. Why me?'
"All modern technology is based of this guy here. The microchip, cell phones, everything can be tracked back to him. We owe our civilization to this discovery."
There was a moment of silence before Harry voiced his earlier thoughts. "Are you sure it was wise capturing that thing? Look at it, it doesn't look very friendly."
"He's not," spoke Sam. "His name is Megatron, and he's the leader of the Decepticons. They are here looking for something called the AllSpark …"
Internally, Harry jumped. AllSpark? That was what his robots sometimes addressed him as. It was always either AllSpark or Master, they never called him anything else. 'Bugger, this is important. Maybe I can finally find out why I'm so different.'
"… and they want to use it to create a new army. It can turn ordinary machines into living beings. You see, they lived on this machine planet called Cybertron, until a great war broke out, and the planet was destroyed. The Decepticons are the bad guys, and the Autobots are the good guys. Both had casualties, and now the AllSpark was lost. Megatron wants it so he can restart the war.
My car is an Autobot. I would like it back."
"Hmmph. Shows how naïve you are. Your … car … is far too great of a security risk to leave alone. Think for second, child, if it was actually one of these Decepticons, would it not tell you it was an Autobot?"
"You have it." Harry interrupted. Looking towards the Secretary of Defense, he continued. "Ever since we entered this facility, I've been feeling a little strange. Like there was a great source of power here."
"Does this deal with … Sector 9?" asked the Secretary, ignoring the look of confusion on any of the Sector 7 agents who were within hearing range. What was Sector 9? They all thought.
"I don't know. Like I said earlier, I've never met anybody like me before."
A sudden rumble shook the building. "We are under attack!" shouted a nearby Marine.
"Show us the Spark!" called Sam. "And get me my car. He can help."
"No, you're car is a dangerous piece of alien technology. We cannot just allow it to go free, we have …"
"Give him the damn car!" interrupted the Secretary. "And take me to this Spark. If this is what they want, we have to find a way to hide it."
"You, and you!" Harry shouted, pointing to two marines who were standing nearby. "You're coming with me. We need to get out side and see what's going on, and then clear a path to the escape vehicles."
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Harry arrived outside only to hear the sickening crunch of Storm Rider being thrown into the side of the dam, then falling forward into the river.
'Bugger, I gotta go help him.'
"You two, go get the cars for the Secretary. I'll be back." And with that, Harry vaulted over the side of the damn, using magic to slow his decent to the point where crashing into the water only slightly knocked the breath out of him.
The water was cold, and the current rough, but Harry managed to swim steadily enough to reach Storm Rider's floating bulk.
'Oh, this isn't good. It looks like his armor and circuitry got all torn apart, and then fused together into a massive ball of … stuff. Crap, he's never fought against other Transformers before. Actually he's only fought against Death Eater's. This isn't good; he obviously doesn't have the training he needs. I'm surprised he's even still alive. Focus on the now though, Harry. You need to fix him.'
Reaching into his back pocket, Harry withdrew his wand. Focusing his energies, he slowly built up the power he would need to repair something as large as Storm Rider. With a small grunt, he forced the energy down through his arm and out into his wand, and watched in relief as Storm Rider put himself back together.
"Storm," Harry questioned, now that his robotic friend once again had a head to speak with, "Why is it that you and the others never manage to die? Not that I'm not happy you're alive, but I am curious."
"AllSpark, we are tied to your energy."
"My magical core?"
"Correct, it is the power that gives us life. Without it, we would die, but as long as it exists, we will live, no matter what state our physical bodies may be in."
"So does that mean when I die …"
"Yes, when you terminate, our existence will also end, AllSpark."
"I'll try and do everything in my power to change that, Storm."
"Fear not, Master, we are happy to have been blessed with the gift of life in the first place."
Silence stood for several moments, until the cold water of the river caught up with Harry and he started shivering. "Come on, Storm, let's get out of here. Rusty and Gravatrix should be here soon, along with the midgets, so let's go. I just felt the AllSpark move. Looks like Sam was able to take it out of the dam. Come on, quickly!"
Storm Rider's only response was to lift his Master up and jump into the air, reverting into his fighter jet appearance as Harry took control of the helm.
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Sam was happy. He had his car back, and was currently moving away from imminent death. Moving fast. Fast is good, very good, in that type of situation.
But still, death was hanging over his shoulder, so he was slightly worried. And he had the AllSpark in the backseat. Everyone would be coming after him, that wouldn't be good.
The Hoover Dam was … confusing. 'It's strange,' he thought, 'that the government is so inept. I have to say, I am curious about what Sector 9 is too, but the government not knowing about one of its own departments, that's crazy. And Sector 9 had their own Transformer. Isn't that was Sector 7 was for? So what is going on?'
Sam almost shouted for joy when he saw the familiar sight of a semi-truck race by. 'Optimus Yes! We're saved!'
Of course, that cheer ended abruptly, as a Decepticon suddenly attacked, tearing through a bus on its way to the AllSpark. Bumblebee increased his speed, as Optimus and the others turned back around to face this new threat.
Then, Bumblebee took to the fight. Ejecting his passengers and the cube, he transformed into his humanoid form, lobbying weapons at the Decepticons. But being alone, he was quickly overwhelmed, and got shot down.
These Decepticons were viscious, how could they hope to win? How could they even survive?
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Harry soared overhead in Storm Rider. Checking his radar, or the Transformer equivalent of it, he saw that Optimus was currently engaged in battle with a Decepticon, and that Sam and the AllSpark were hiding in a city with Bumblebee. Rusty and Gravatrix were in route. Only a few minutes left.
Then one of the Decepticon lights blinked out. Optimus had won. But Bumblebee's light was blinking, dangerously. He was wounded, and the AllSpark was unguarded. He couldn't take that chance. He needed the Spark, so his Transformers could survive independent of him.
'I can't wait for Rusty and Gravatrixhave to move out now. They can catch up later.'
"Storm Rider, change course. Take us in … your brothers can catch up later."
"Affirmative, Master."
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Sam ran. The AllSpark was entrusted into his hands, and he had to keep it safe. But the Decepticons were trailing after him, leaving a swath of destruction and pain in their wake.
A sonic boom broke through his thoughts. It was another Transformer!
'It just transformed! That was that British pilot's Autobot. Where is he? What? No! He ejected in the air. Oh crap, he's gonna fall! Wait? He's … fine … just brushing the dirt off his pants? How did he survive a hundred foot fall? Just what the hell is Sector 9?'
Another loud roar was heard. 'Optimus Wait, who are those other two with him? Are they with Mr. I'm-A-British-Pilot-Who-Is-In-A-Secret-Organization-And-Can-Somehow-Survive-Deathdealing-Falls? This is so confusing. Wait, Optimus is coming towards me.'
"Sam, do you have the Cube?"
"Yeah, right here."
"I will try to stop Megatron. However, if I fail, it will be up to you to destroy the Cube. We cannot allow any more Decepticons to be born. When I tell you, you must thrust the Cube up into my chest. I will sacrifice myself to destroy it."
Sam ran again. He had to give Optimus time to destroy Megatron. He didn't want to think that Optimus might lose. Although he had known the robot for only days, he had already grown attached. Megatron was strong, but he couldn't be invincible. Optimus would win. He had too!
Sam looked back, and ran even faster, ignoring his screaming muscles. Megatron wasn't attacking Optimus, he was chasing after him. He ran into a building, and up onto the rooftop, trying to survive. Megatron had him cornered, what could he do? He looked at the Cube again … the family motto came to mind. 'Without sacrifice, there is no Victory.' He jumped.
'Why am I not dead? Oh, Optimus caught me. Somehow I'm strangely calm about all this. And look, Megatron is chasing us again. That's nice. What, Optimus wants to destroy the Spark? He wants to commit suicide? No!'
Sam shoved the Spark up into Megatron's chest. He bit back a scream as he was suddenly blinded by the power of the Spark, its energy discharging. Heat rolled over him in waves as Spark was destroyed.
Megatron did scream. His soul was being ripped apart, and he knew it. He could feel it shredding, piece by piece. He died.
Optimus looked at the two. Sam has saved his life. A human had saved the life of an Autobot. "Thank you, Sam," he spoke, trying to voice his feelings of gratitude. "You saved my life."
He walked over to Megatron, and retrieved the remains of the Cube, crushing it into dust in his fingers.
The threat was no more.
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This chapter feels like crap. I rushed it out cause I want to be done with this and continue my Gundam Seed marathon. Anyways, only the epilogue is left, then it's Fin.
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