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Summery: (G1 fic) Jazz always wanted to know what it's like to fly. His intended bond-mate was a flyer until . . . .
"blah" – Normal human speck
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'blah' – Comm. Specking
Wind Beneath My Wings
By: Yami-Yugi3
Chapter 6
"What happens next Grandpa?"
"Yeah, what happened?"
"Well the crash knocked all of us into long stasis, no one knew how long we were out or where we were."
"How did you wake up?"
"The mountain we crashed into was an active volcano called Mount St. Hilary. It erupted."
"What happened to the Decepticons?"
"Sadly they woke up first and were gone when we came through."
(Flashback)
Jazz slowly sat up from where he laid looking around him a bit confused then notice something was a bit different about him. He noticed some of his plating had changed. "Jazz? You okay?" the familiar voice from his mate came as a familiar mech with door wings, in black and white colors and some odd words on the door wings.
"Fine..." A white hand reached down to him to offer him up. The two helped each other stand.
"Seem like the Decepticons left."
"Yeah," said Jazz.
"Come on, Optimus might need us." Jazz was unsure as he looked around what's left of the ship. He saw familiar faces but with unfamiliar plating on them.
"Prowl...where are we and why are we different?"
"We crashed landed on an unfamiliar planet." Prowl said "Teletran scanned new alt modes for us to blend in with the natives."
"I see..."
"...Prowl...?" Bumblebee asked confused and a bit scared.
"It's okay Bee." Prowl said.
"Wh-where are we?"
"Not very sure."
"Boss bot might know," suggested Jazz.
"Good idea, Jazz. He might need our help in gathering everyone."
"Want to help Bee?"
"Okay," he said nervously. Bumblebee help Prowl and Jazz get to the others who was waking up. Bluestreak awoke to Prowl and Jazz helping him up.
"What's going on? Where are we?"
"We're not sure yet." Prowl said.
"Where's Prime?"
"I believe he's out side waiting for us."
"Okay." The small group helped everyone else wake up and get them outside to Optimus.
"Optimus, do you know where we are?" Jazz asked.
"No...but I don't think we're in the neighborhood of Cybertron anymore. We're in a new solar system."
"What should we do?"
"First, we should account for everyone. Autobots, Roll call!"
"I'm here, Prime." Prowl said.
"Sideswipe here, Prime!"
"Ugh...what crappy mudball are we on?"
"Wheeljack here."
"Ratchet, Chief Medical Officer alive and in one piece."
"I'm here too Prime." Jazz said.
"Bluestreak here too." Everyone else raveled off their names as well.
"Good, we're all here and in one functional piece. Let's get inside and ask Teletraan where we are."
"What about the Decepticons?" Bumblebee asked.
"We'll worry about them later." Optimus said. The group headed inside to learn about the planet they were on. Teletraan was able to tell them they were in a galaxy called the Milky Way in the Solar System. The planet they were on was Earth. It also told them of the organically rich energy throughout the planet. "No doubt the Decepticons have learned this as well. We must stop them from destroying this planet."
"But they could be anywhere by now." Prowl said.
"I can locate them, Prime." Hound said.
"Fine but let Cliffjumper go with you." Optimus said.
"Alright. C'mon, Cliffjumper."
"Want me take Megatron out Prime?" Cliffjumper asked.
"No," he said sternly. "I just want you to find out where they are and what they're doing."
"Come on Cliffjumper." Hound said.
"I'm coming." The others watched as the two drove off.
Cliffjumper and Hound soon arrived at a remote location in the desert. "See, there they are." Hound said.
"I wonder what they are doing."
"Looks like they're building a ship, possibly a secret base."
"I got Megatron in my sites."
"Optimus said not to engage them, just find them."
"But I can so knock off Megatron from right here."
"Cliffjumper..."
"I've got 'im..." Before Hound could stop him, Cliffjumper fired. Sadly the missile misses Megatron and hit the side of the shuttle they were working on.
"Now you done it, let's get back to Prime." Hound said.
"I'm sorry..." Cliffjumper said sadly as the two retreated. Little did they know, Laserbeak had been sent out to follow them.
"It's okay let's at least tell Prime what happened." Cliffjumper nodded and they headed back to base. Then they heard a swaking noise and some laser sounds behind them.
"It's Laserbeak!" cried Hound.
"Let's spilt up, he can't follow both of us."
"Right." The two then took a fork in the road. Laserbeak followed Hound and sent one of his wing lasers after Cliffjumper.
"C'mon, bird brain!" Laserbeak keep firing at Hound. "You can do better than that!" taunted Hound. Laserbeak shots keep on coming closer. It wasn't until one shot hit him, making him fall off the road.
When Cliffjumper caught up to him he knew what to do. "Hang on Hound; I'm going to get Ratchet!"
"...Okay..." Cliffjumper drove back to the Ark to get the CMO.
"Ratchet! Hound's down!"
"Primus." Ratchet grumbled.
"What happened, Cliffjumper?" Optimus asked.
"Well we found the Decepticons."
"Go on."
"...I...I had Megatron in my sights...I... I shot at him... I missed and he sent Laserbeak after us. Laserbeak shot Hound down." Optimus sighed. He knew he told Cliffjumper not to engage the Deceptions but he also knew it was in the mini-bot's nature to want to be helpful.
"Alright Cliffjumper. Take us to Hound."
"This way." He led the Autobots to the mountain road where Hound was forced off. "There he is."
The Autobots pulled up to the cliffside. "Are you alright, Hound?" Ratchet yelled down to him.
"I think he damaged my drive train!" Hound called back.
"Anything else broken?"
"No, just my drive train."
"Alright. Hauler, hall 'im up."
Back at the medical bay, Hound gave them a report while Ratchet fixed him up. "And that was it Prime, it must had been a ship of some kind." He said.
"If it was a ship then the Decepticons need lots of energon to help power it." Prowl suggested.
"So where would they go to get some?" Jazz asked.
"I'm sure Teletraan can tell us." Optimus said. Optimus used the information to pinpoint where the Decepticons were. "Autobots, let's go!" The group transformed and rolled out.
Meanwhile, out on an oil rig, oil workers did their normal jobs until the Decepticons showed up. "W-What are they...?" one worker said.
"I don't know..."
"C'mon everybody!" shouted one of the older oil rig workers. All the humans started throwing things at Megatron.
Megatron and Rumble fought them off. Megatron turned to Starscream. "Starscream, fire the null ray."
Starscream obeyed and shot at one of the rig's outside turbines. The ray stopped the rig from working, allowing the Decepticons to easily collect the energy.
"Soundwave, start getting ready to make the energon cubes." Megaton said.
"Yes Lord Megatron."
"There they are Prime." Prowl said as the Autobots near the oil rig.
"Stop them at all costs!" the Prime ordered. Just as the Decepticons were gathering their cubes, the Autobots started attacking them. Prowl and Jazz race over where Starscream and his brothers were and started shooting at them. A few of their energon cubes were destroyed. Megatron and Optimus were fighting each other.
The other Autobots fought the other Decepticons. With the loss of energon the Decepticons started to retreat with what they had. Megatron knocked Optimus aside and, with some help from LaserBeak, was able to get away. "Goodbye Optimus Prime! Enjoy a nice swim!" He then shot at the rig making it fall part, making most the Autobots and humans trap.
"Help, my arm's caught!" called Huffer.
"Help us! Please! We can't get out and the fire's coming closer!" Optimus swam over to the humans.
Optimus tried to move the steel that trap the two humans. "I can't move it... Climb on my shoulders, keep your heads above water." The two held onto him and used him like a flotation device as he tried to lift the steel.
I wish I was still a flyer. Prowl thought. He looked around and was relieved that Jazz got out. He watched everyone help each other sadly. If I could fly...I would be able to help everyone...
"Grab hold, Prowler!"
Prowl was startled out of his moping as he looked to his mate. "Jazz?"
"Yeah! Stop mopin' around and grab on!" Jazz launched the same grappling hook he used to help Optimus. Prowl grabbed it and helped his mate pull himself in by swimming over to the destroyed platform. Jazz smiled and help him up the rest of the way.
"Who are you?" the younger of the two humans asked.
"We're Autobots from the planet Cybertron."
"Another planet, wow!" smiled the younger.
"Those who tried to hurt you are Decepticons."
"Can we help?"
"Only we can fight the Decepticons."
"But my son Spike and I know a lot more stuff about Earth then you do." the older human said.
"They could be some help, Prime." Prowl said.
"Alright, you two can help us. Let's get back to base, everyone."
(End of flashback)
"So they were your first human friends Grandpa?"
"Yep."
"What happens next?"
"Well our human friends help us a lot to understand earth."
"Cool!" smiled the Jazz look a like.
"Their first act of bravery was when Sparkplug, Spike's father, helped Bumblebee bomb the Crystal Mines of Burma."
"What happened?"
"Well..." started Jazz.
(Flashback)
"Once you set this bomb, you'll have sixty seconds to get out," said Wheeljack as he held a bomb out to Sparkplug."
"Alright Wheeljack."
"Be careful in there," said Optimus as Bumblebee transformed.
"Don't worry," replied the mini-bot. Prowl watched worriedly as the youngling went inside.
Seconds tick by and everyone was getting worried. "I hope nothing happened." Prowl said.
"I'll check it out." Optimus said as he transformed and started to drive up to the entrance.
"Be careful Prime!" Just as Optimus got to the entrance, Wheeljack's bomb blew sending Optimus rolling down the mountain side.
"PRIME!"
Everyone raced over after Optimus stopped rolling. "Prime, you alright?" Ratchet asked.
"Roller...!" Small beeping sounds were heard as the little remote control car came rolling up. He made a long beep equivalent to an "whew made it!" as he pulled into Optimus's trailer.
"Down but not out. Roller's one tough little Autobot," Jazz smiled.
"Let's get him up on his wheels." Ratchet said.
Prowl, Jazz, Ratchet, and one other helped roll Optimus back onto his wheels. "Can you transform Prime?"
"I'll...try..." With a lot of effort and some grunting, Optimus managed to transform.
"What about Sparkplug and Bee?" Prowl asked.
"Only one way to find out," smirked Ironhide. "Start diggin."
Everyone help trying to find the two. "Hey I found them." Jazz said.
"You two okay?" Prowl asked.
"Yeah, we thought we had it." Everyone helped clear the way. Jazz reached in and took Sparkplug out. Prowl reached in and grabbed Bumblebee. He hugged him tightly for a brief moment.
-Don't scare me like that!-
-Sorry Prowl.- The two shared a smile as the two rejoined the group.
"Is everyone okay now?"
"Yeah."
"Let's get back to base." So, everyone headed back to base.
"Now what?"
"Let's show the humans around," suggested Hound. "I'm sure they have questions."
"Alright, sounds harmless enough."
(End Flashback)
"So, you got really close with the humans huh?" smiled the black and white.
"Yep, we sure did. We became pretty tight with them."
"What about the planet? Did you get used to calling it home?"
"Yeah ya can say that. We thought we probab'e never see Cyberton again."
"But you did right?"
"Did the humans get to see it?"
"Yep. A few times they came with us to stop the Decepticons and just to see it. They liked it."
"Yeah, Mrs. Carly and Mr. Spike right?" asked the gold one.
"Yep." Jazz said with a smile "They helped us when we needed it most."
"So...what about mommy?" asked the white and black.
"Well...that didn't happen until after Prowler finished helping Silverbolt."
"Grandpa Prowl helped the leader of the Aerialbots?"
"Yep. He felt like he should because he was as former flyer."
"Why Silverbolt afraid to fly?" asked the gold and black.
"Before Vector Sigma gave them sparks, Silverbolt was a low flying transport shuttle. So flying high altitudes scared the poor mech."
"So how did Grandpa Prowl help him?"
"Yeah! Tell us how Grandpa helped," smiled the black and gold. Jazz smiled.
(Flashback)
It was a bright clear day at Mount St. Hilary. Prowl was outside, watching the skies. A familiar silver plane flew out from the Ark and stayed a few miles from the ground. It slowly rose a few miles higher and higher at ten minute intervals. The silver plane was Silverbolt. 'Okay, Silverbolt. I need you to trust me on this. I want you to keeping going higher, but try every five minutes and increase your distance to ten miles.'
'O-Okay. I'll try.' Silverbolt followed Prowl's instructions and increased his speed and rose faster.
'You're doing great, Silver.'
'Thanks, Prowl. I appreciate your help. Maybe the others will respect me more if I can do this.'
'I know they will.'
'Do...Do you think they will...if...if I don't...?'
'I'm sure they will learn to,' smiled Prowl. 'You've got a great spark and the spirit of an Autobot.'
'I hope so.'
'Trust me. I was once a flyer myself.'
'You were?'
'Yes...before...before the war...'
'What happened?'
'...Jetstorm...he happened...'
'Who's that?'
'...A flyer that was once my wing mate...'
'What kind of wing mate is that?'
'...One that was racist towards ground types. He joined the Decepticons...'
'Racist?'
'It's a human term. It means he was an elitist that thought flyers were superior.'
'But are they?'
'Must you really ask?'
'I'm sorry...it's just hard. Starscream and his seekers...'
'What do you feel? Do you think they are?'
'...No...but the others...'
'That's why you must lead them.'
'I think it's because we're still learning everything.'
'That's why I need to teach you.'
'I'm learning a lot from Optimus and the others too. Just watching the humans help helps me understand this planet's potential.'
'Yes, but you must also try not to be afraid of heights.' Silverbolt sighed and continued his ascent.
Jazz had been a bit worried. He had not seen Prowl for hours, he had looked all over the base for him after he discovered he wasn't in his office, so he decided to go and look for his mate. After asking around, Bumblebee told him he had seen the SIC outside. Jazz had thanked him, before he headed outside. It had taken a while to locate him but after a few moments he spotted his bond-mate standing upon a rocky ledge on the mountainside. Confused at seeing his mate standing up there, Jazz decided to climb up to where his mate was located.
"Prowler, what're you . . . .?" He never got to finish his inquiry when Prowl looked at him, the tactician raised a finger to his lip components to silence him before looking back up at the sky once more. The frown already creasing Jazz's facial plates deepened.
Prowl then touched his index and middle fingers to his helm opening up his comm. link. "How's it going Silverbolt?"
Silverbolt? Jazz couldn't help but look more confused, if that was even possible as he glanced up into the sky above him, his optics tracked to the same location that Prowl was looking in. And sure enough there just above the clouds, was the Aerialbot commander.
'I'm okay I guess...' came the uneasy reply from the Concorde.
"Just stay at that altitude until you feel comfortable, then try and go up another foot." Prowl suggested.
'Okay if you say so...'
Prowl then turned his attention to his bond-mate stood beside him "What did you want Jazz?"
"I just was worried about ya, Prowler. I've not seen you all day" Jazz replied as he tore his gaze away from the sky to glance at the tactician.
"You didn't have to be, Jazz." The 2IC said with a warm and genuine smile.
"I know that." The saboteur replied as he glanced down at the ground beneath them "but sometimes I can't help it."
'I don't think I can go up higher...' Came Silverbolt's voice over the comm.'s ruining their little moment.
"Okay, I think that's enough for today then. Come back in." Prowl told him as he turned his gaze skyward again.
'Okay...'
"What were you doin' out 'ere anyway Prowler?" Jazz asked "looks ta me that ya tryin' ta help Silverbolt get over his fear of heights?"
"I was." Prowl replied as he glanced at his mate again before a small frown creased the normally calm and collected facial plates "it's just that the other Aerialbots don't respect or even listen to him because he's afraid of heights and they never will if he doesn't conquer that fear. I . . Someone had to take him under their wing."
"And ya felt it was you?"
"You heard what was said in the last meeting. The Aerialbots need some guidance and I feel Silverbolt can give it to them." Prowl began "we all know they are being tempted to join the Decepticon ranks every time they see Starscream and the other seekers. Imprinting on them now is the only way to prevent them from doing so since logically they are still technically sparklings. They just have adult frames."
"But why you, why not get Skyfire or Powerglide to teach them?"
"You know they won't listen to Powerglide, and Skyfire is a Veritech not a seeker." Prowl replied "they'll only listen to someone of their own kind." The last part was almost said mournfully and Jazz understood why without even asking.
"I'm sure everythin' will work out love." Jazz told him as he slipped his arm around one of his mate's and rested his helm on his shoulder.
"So do I Jazz." Silverbolt landed and transformed. He came up to them.
"I'm sorry, Prowl. I…I just couldn't do it…"
"It's alright, Silverbolt," he smiled as he put a hand on his shoulder. "You'll get there."
"I hope so. Thanks for helping me with this."
"You're welcome. I'm glad to be helping another flyer."
"I'm sure you wish you could be up there with me."
"…Sometimes…but I have my reasons for appreciating the ground," he smiled lovingly at Jazz. Silverbolt only smiled before heading back inside.
"Now…where were we?"
"Enjoying the view up here," Prowl smirked, stealing a kiss from Jazz. Jazz only smiled.
"Prowler I love ya."
Prowl pulled Jazz close and rested his head on Jazz's helm. "I love you too..."
"Let's get back inside."
"Yes, somewhere...private..." Jazz smiled at him.
"I'm glad we don't have to worry about Jetstorm."
"...Yes...me too..." The two retired to their shared quarters, locking the door behind them so they could be alone.
Once inside, the two started kissing each other. Their kissing progressed into…into…