Chapter 20: Robotic Experiences
"Whoa watch how you carry that Lightning!" shouted Wheeljack, McQueen was helping him carry some fragile chemical which could easily explode on contact with the ground but he seemed to have butter fingers.
"Jeez, sorry Wheeljack, I can't hold onto this tray to save my life, what do you call these again?" asked McQueen.
"Those are hands and yes you're obviously having trouble getting used to them after having tires for hands for all of your life." 'Jack replied.
McQueen looked up to see Doc aiding Ratchet in fixing a computer, Doc easily held the repair apparatus like he had hands before.
"Man Doc seems to have the whole 'hand' thing printed into his data banks……what the heck did I just say there?"
"That Lightning is Cybertronian talk, now that you're a robot expect to be saying technical terms like that from now on." Jack replied again.
"Man hope I don't say anything like that in public, that would be reeeeeeeally bad for my image."
Meanwhile Optimus and Ultra Magnus observed a News channel via T-1; they were getting up to date on any news concerning them since they were away on Cybertron.
"Who are these Autobots and is what they say about the Decepticons true? Are they really here to help us? Public reaction to the Stadium battle has left everybody divided.
"Numerous anti-war rallies were staged outside of the White House in Washington D.C two days ago calling for the president to hunt down these 'Transformers' and rid the planet of them. However the day after, crowds who defended the Autobots also staged a rally, many of this group's members mostly consist of survivors of the Stadium tragedy who bore witness to the Autobots supposed good deeds, asking the president to co-operate with the Autobots in achieving one goal, destruction of the Decepticons.
"This movement has gotten a lot of support from Extra-Terrestrial enthusiasts and web sites as well, obviously hoping to get a glimpse of Earth's first supposed alien contact and we now have one such person with us, Jonathan Gibson is in the studio with me at this time, Jonathan nice to have you with us today."
"Good to be here" said Jonathan; he was a green Fiat Punto.
"For the people who don't know about Jonathan's business, he runs the Internet's biggest and most well known Extra Terrestrial enthusiasts website where millions of people have come and joined his forums to read about Alien sightings, view supposed Alien photos and more, but ever since the news about Transforming cars came into light, his website has been discussing heavily about the possibility of sentient robots. Jonathan why is it you became so fascinated by these robots?"
"Well Tom of course you know, everybody expected our first alien contact to be a UFO then little green men or other weird type of creature, but all this that's happening right now is the complete opposite. They were right under our hoods this whole time, nobody knows for how long the Autobots and Decepticons have been here.
"Plus the fact that they can disguise themselves as us makes them more than meets the eye but what really got the Alien enthusiasts hooked was that so far they don't appear to be controlled pieces of machinery and through examinations of the robots caught on television shows no possibility of any space for a pilot to be sitting inside and controlling them and the way they move for machinery is so life like that the possibility for remote control is out the window, so the only theory left is…."
"They're sentient?"
"Correct Tom."
"Wow that is amazing to know, sentient robots is that possible?"
"Well Tom, it was possible for us to evolve from part carbon & part silicon, why can't a species some place else in the infinite expanse of the universe, evolve completely from silicon?"
"Well Jonathan I really don't know, but there must be an answer and the only people who know that are the Transformers themselves." Then the news car listened to his radio
"Sorry to stop you Jonathan but I have word from reporters on the ground in Washington D.C. of a situation developing outside of the White House." The camera view then switched to a view outside of the White House, live footage showing what appeared to be two massive groups of cars clashing outside the Presidential home.
"There appears to be a riot enveloping right in front of the White House! Bricks are being thrown and in the middle of the large group, cars are playing destruction derby by ramming into each other at high speed.
"I'm now getting confirmation that these are pro Autobot and anti Transformer groups clashing. Fighting is getting severe, several police cars and RIOT vans are trying to disperse crowds but they were quickly surrounded and pushed away severely hurt."
The news report continued with videos of cars beating each other badly. The zoom machinery in Optimus optics narrowed and then he slammed his fist onto the keyboard.
"SLAG IT!"
"What's wrong Prime?"
"The problem is us Ultra Magnus for too long the people of Earth have been hurt by us and the Decepticons but now they're fighting OVER us? This madness must cease and desist; it's about fraggin' time the people of Earth knew who their allies and enemies are."
"What do you suggest?"
"It's about time we went right to the top man himself, the president of this country the United States of America."
"But Prime judging by Earth geographical data, the house of the President is on the East coast and we're on the West. We're not talking hundreds of miles, we're talking thousands."
"Yes I know but we must make the trip and it must be by road. The whole country is on security alert right now so we must restrict our use of space bridge travel with Omega."
"What about one of our Earth friends? They could act as a diplomat on our behalf or at least as witnesses to our willingness to help."
"Yes Magnus perhaps, but they're transformers now and the earthlings will most likely interpret them as one of us, thus making them aliens in their eyes or worse, traitors. Plus it will be much simpler for us and them if I go by myself."
"Yourself? Don't be mad Prime."
"I must Magnus, as leader of an entire civilization I must talk one on one with another fellow leader which is threatened by Decepticon evil and I must convince him of our willingness to ally with him."
"Please Optimus let me go with you at least as backup. I don't want you getting abducted again when we need you leading the Autobots."
Optimus looked up to the slightly taller Ultra Magnus; he crossed his arms and then gave into brotherly passion.
"Alright Ultra Magnus I yield. You but only you can come with me but I ask that you keep this between you and me and that you tell Prowl he will be in charge of the Ark while we do….a 'recon' mission of the utmost importance."
"Roger on that Prime."
The next night…
"Yeeehaaaaa!" the synthesized cowboy like yell ripped across the field.
Frank the combine harvester found himself for the first time in his life being tipped. He snorted and resisted but the cable hooked to his underbelly was too much for him and eventually he fell like a ton of bricks. Helpless the robot Mater stood over him and smiled.
"Shoot, I'm the first car to ever tip Frank I'm the greatest tractor tipper in the world!" he yelled as he retracted his arm mounted tow line.
"AND I'M THE ONLY FLYING CAR IN THE WORLD!" shouted Lightning, just as he dreamt (minus the Dinoco blue paint) Lightning had two wings fitted to his chassis and he flew like a beamer through the night sky firing fireworks from the wings.
He came into a landing and transformed to robot mode right before he landed.
"Dude I cannot believe this. First I get turned into some cool looking robot but now Ratchet even fits me with wings!" Lighting chuckled happily.
"Yeah and Ah gots to tip Frank." Replied Mater.
"Not just Frank Mater, the whole freaking field!" McQueen laughed, every tractor had been tipped.
Sally drove towards them; she was still in car mode.
"Hey have you two knuckleheads seen Optimus or Ultra Magnus?"
"Uh no why?" McQueen asked.
"They've been missing all day, Prowl asked me to ask around to see if anyone else had seen them."
"Missing? What could they be doing?" Mater asked.
Washington D.C. the next day…
Optimus and Ultra Magnus drove to the fence of the White House weary and their tires aching, the trip took two days of non stop driving with only one stop at a gas station. Police cars patrolled the White House fence trying to ward off any other riot that may erupt onto the streets again, there were even National Guard Hummers and Bradley APC's forming a defensive perimeter on the other side of the fence, whether this was security against rioters or Transformers was up for debate.
"Well it took us two days but we're finally here Ultra Magnus."
"For the leader of the most powerful country on this planet, he lives in a puny looking building."
"Please Magnus show respect." Optimus hissed.
Both Autobot commanders drove up to the security guard hut next to the fence entrance of the White House.
"Can I help you Gentlemen?" the guard asked in a New York like accent, why he was working in D.C. is anyone's guess.
"We're here for the one o'clock meeting with the President over fuel consumption." Said Optimus making the whole thing up.
The guard checked his clipboard and didn't look surprised at all.
"Sorry gentlemen no such thing on my list."
Meanwhile a black armored van wearing a sunglass like windshield on his eyes stood guard to the VIP entrance to the White House. He saw the guard talking to the tractor trailers and then the guard entered his hut and contacted the agent on his radio.
"Whisky Jar to Brandy Cup, I have two gentlemen here for a one o'clock meeting with the president."
"Whisky Jar you certain? I mean two Tractor Trailers are meeting the president?" the Agent asked.
"Roger, they've shown me the necessary paperwork and they aren't carrying anything according to my X-Ray scanners, shall I let them through?"
"Well if they've shown the correct paperwork then that's an affirm let them pass."
The gate opened and Optimus and UM drove through. The 'guard' then seemed to vanish in what can only be described as an electric haze.
"So tell me what that was again?" Optimus asked.
"Holo-Matter, like a hologram but is actually made of living matter. Like I said Cybertron science has advanced considerably in your absence."
"What about him?" Optimus asked hinting towards the unconscious guard.
"Don't worry he'll be up in a minute and won't remember a thing."
"Gentlemen" the agent said to the two trucks "I'm agent Simpson, I'll be escorting you to the President's office, I ask that you leave your trailers here & please follow me and try to remain quiet, security is hard at work inside." The Autobots left their trailers behind outside and followed the agent.
"I don't care what you say Chamberlain I'm not choosing sides until I can determine which side of robots are good and which ones are evil." The President said to secretary of defense Rover Chamberlain.
Rover Chamberlain was an old type of Rover car and was colored a dark blue.
"Mr. President you're not taking this alien threat seriously enough, these robots have been fighting each other on our planet, our country and our people who I might add have been caught in the crossfire, need I remind you of what happened at the Dinoco charity race?"
"I know exactly what happened Rover, I saw it on TV and I read it in the papers but I have heard from witnesses and from intelligence sources that one side have been trying to help us and the other to destroy us but I do not know which side is the good guys, their technology is probably better than ours and we will need their help if we hope to rid our planet of the robots trying to hurt us."
"Mr. President for Goodness sake has it occurred to you that both sides may be trying to destroy us? Sure some robots may have tried to help some people but both sides did their fair shares of shooting guns at innocents. As secretary of defense it is my job to ensure the safety of our country and so far the Army, National Guard, Department of Defense, CIA, FBI and the local police departments have done nothing in contributing to either the defense of our cities or in locating these 'Transformers' either."
"So what do you suggest then Chamberlain?"
Just then there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" the President shouted.
"Agent Simpson sir, I have your one o'clock with me."
The President rolled his eyes at Chamberlain uncomfortably and then turned back to the agent.
"Sure bring them in."
"Go right in Sirs." The agent said.
Optimus and Ultra Magnus drove in and the door behind them was closed.
"Wait you're not the Japanese ambassador!" the President said.
"No but I am an Autobot Ambassador." Prime replied.
Chamberlain got confused and then said to the president:
"I'll call Security."
"No wait Chamberlain." The President said "Did you say 'Autobot' Ambassador?"
"Good so you have heard of us." And the Autobots transformed to robot mode, the room was big enough for them to stand upright, Ultra Magnus was actually a twin of Optimus Prime this was his true identity without his trailer to combine with him. He looked like Optimus but was colored white with a light blue mask.
Chamberlain shuddered with disbelief and his Axels quaked, the President seemed surprised but not surprised at the robots themselves and he hurried to shut the blinds on all the windows.
"Ah I see you've finally come, I didn't think you would come to me but I knew deep down you would." The President said.
"Mr. President" Optimus said "The time for you to know the truth has come."
"Yes it appears that way, may I enquire into asking what your names are if you have any?" the President asked.
"Of course, I am Optimus Prime leader of the Autobots and this is my brother Ultra Magnus, he is the Autobot second in command."
"And I'm the President of the United States of America David Swanson pleased to meet you both." And the President raised his left wheel; the two Autobots in turns shook it with one finger and a thumb.
"Now Gentlemen" the President continued "Might I ask if you are natives of planet Earth?"
"Negative" Optimus replied.
"So you are from outer space?"
"Correct Mr. President. We come from a planet very far away from this one and that is our home planet Cybertron."
"Mr. President may I be excused?" Chamberlain asked.
"Sorry Chamberlain I can't have you chickening out and driving and screaming around the place when these special guests are here, it is imperative that I speak with them."
"No Mr. President you've got me all wrong I need the bathroom, the shock of seeing these, these…..things has made me nauseas with shock."
"Very well then Chamberlain hurry to the restrooms but return once you're done come straight back here and not a word to anyone about these Autobots Understand?"
"Of course sir."
Chamberlain left the oval office hearing the President asking Optimus to tell him about Cybertron and the Decepticons and as to why they are on Earth. But Chamberlain's face didn't look sick at all in fact he looked proud of himself, I guess it's true that they say all politicians are good actors and in Chamberlain's case he was a very good one when he wanted to be.
He entered his personal office and inside someone was waiting for him.
"The Autobots have finally arrived exactly as you and Megatron had guessed."
"Well I have to hand it to the big Decepticon guy but he sure is smart when he wants to be." The other car said flamboyantly.
"Is it wise to be saying things about a dangerous being like him?" Chamberlain asked.
"Woah we're not offering you the role as not only Presidency of the United States but Presidency of this entire planet to talk Chamberlain so zip it or the deals off, your job is to keep the President guessing about the Autobots loyalty to Earth. Are your agents in place?"
"Yes they are in position to take those Autobots into custody but my 'special' agents are in position to take the President."
"Are they actually going to Ice the President?" said another strange voice, it was a somewhat hip hop like voice and slang that spoke.
"No…not yet anyway I want that pleasure for myself. I've been waiting for years for that moron to slip up but thanks to your help and the Decepticons I can finally provide the banana peel that will make the President fall from power."
"Yeah, yeah sweet stuff Chamberlain but let's get this show on the road shall we?" the leader of the five delinquents himself then transformed into a scary looking robot red optics gleaming like blood.
"Because the Eighty-Sixter is about to unleash the pain!"
Sorry for the HUGE delay in getting a new chapter up, I sort of lost interest at one point but then it came back because I like to write, letting your imagination run wild in text is a great thing!
Anyways looks like there is a conspiracy in the white house! And it involves the Decepticons!