Dear O-Journal,
Guess who called this morning… my Mother. After twelve years she wants to come get me. She said she would come for me on my nineteenth birthday. That's about what four months away. Wahoo! Back into the arms of the woman who left me, not. I rather move into the abandoned warehouse, with the giant robots that are able speak English and hate people as much as I do. But, that was all a dream, a very unusual pleasant dream. I plan on returning to the warehouse.
I don't expect to see the vehicles there or the robots. I am going to use the warehouse as a place to test my blast glove, and later the H.O.R.S.E. The H.O. R.S.E is currently in its blueprint stage. After seeing my dream bots I have come up with several different outward appearances for the suit. I have come to the conclusion that the Megatron stylized suit, would take that most time and would be the most effective. So, I am choosing to start with a Barricade style. Then work through in this order, Brawl, Blackout, and Starscream, than Megatron.
My cell phone is ringing, guess whom… It is from Melissa! My Missy is coming back to the states for my birthday! I haven't seen her in four whole years. She sent me a picture message. She now has red hair like me, and wears glasses now that hide her brown eyes. I have to remember to e-mail her.
You know if those robots we real I bet they are the bad guys. They don't like people apparently, and then what am I? I mean I am human. Wish I was something else. Oh, I got it. They like me because my little soliloquy. Never thought I'd see the day I would get a bunch of robots to like me.
Once again I have to re-iterate that I was only dreaming that.
Back to business, the H.O.R.S.E has four major components, the L.A Leg apparatus, the T.U Torso unit, the A.P.A.W Arm protection and weaponry, and finally the M.P.O.U the Mind Powered Operator Unit the Helmet.
Well, O-Journal all today's observational material has been recorded. Until tomorrow see you then.
"Come here! Here Blink, Blink. Let's go for a walk okay boy. Let's go." Cindy announced as she grabbed the leash that was in room.
Blink lazily got up from his bed and wandered over to the crouching Cynthia by her balcony door. Before she sent out she grabbed her blue print book and lantern. She figured she might as well be prepared. She reached down into her lab and pulled out her blast glove and pulled out her bag. She put her things in her bag and went out with Blink.
Blink did his business and Cynthia ventured to the warehouse. She released Blink from his leash and he climbed up fire escape like before and lay down.
"Hello, anyone home?" Cindy knocked on the large warehouse door.
The ware house door clicked open from inside. And the door opened just enough for her to squeeze in.
"Forgot how dark it is in here." Cindy sighed pulling on her small lantern, and turned it on. All the vehicles were once again present.
"Hi, guys." Cindy said as she climbed back up the stairs.
A small tapping sound of metal on metal was heard as Cindy made her way to the top she turned around and saw Scalpel one the robots from yesterday.
"Hi, Scalpel." Cindy said as she sat down where she sat before.
"Hello zere." Scalpel replied.
Cindy pulled out her blueprint book and sat down her lantern and looked down, Megatron was parked in the corner in his unusual tank form. Starscream was in a far corner blocked in place by Barricade, while Brawl was in another corner. And Blackout was right under her.
'I wonder if I should wake them up…probably not. I mean they could kill me if they wanted. Scalpel is awake. Guess that's fine for now.' "Hey Scalpel, can you help me with this?" Cynthia gestured to her blueprint book.
The spider doctor walked over and took a look at the blueprint. It was the one for the Starscream H.O.R.S.E. 'I wonder if he can tell what part I am having trouble with, I mean I have all my calculations down pact but, I am little concerned about the weight of the wings verse the combine weights of the L.A and T.U.'
"Ze calculations are good. Ze wings should ve… one moment." Scalpel brought down his micro-lenses and looked up at Cindy, "Do you have the necessary materials to actually build zes?" He flipped through the pages quickly.
"Yeah! I have had it for about four years since I started working on stuff like this," Cindy dug into her bag and brought out her blast glove and its small Operator piece that sat on her ear and pressed on her temple, "This is my blast glove."
"Does eat work?" Scalpel questioned.
"I don't know yet, can I try it out in here?"
"I suppose."
Cynthia pressed on the glove, it fit like a regular glove, tight to the skin but, she pressed a small button on top and stretched down to elbow and covered her arm in a layer of armor. She used her other had to put on the operator unit. She adjusted it and balled her gloved hand it went from a metal hand shape to a small canon like appearance. Cynthia turned on the operator unit and cleared her mind. She turned away from Scalpel and faced the far wall away from the entrance.
'One shot. Low power. Activate on mental three.' Cynthia thought, the operator piece picked up her command and readied itself. She placed her other hand under the canon to hold it up, and began her count, 'One,' the laser charged, 'Two,' It finished it its charge, 'Three.' It shot a hole through the side of the warehouse with a loud pop, and sent Cindy tumbling backwards from the kickback. 'Power down, power down.' Cindy thought as she flew backwards.
Thunk! Clank! Cindy hit hard against Starscream's palm. 'Note to self find a way to combat the kickback or lower the power level.'
"Well, our little house guest is back." Starscream hissed as he spoke.
"Cindy!" Called Scalpel, "Your blast glove has so much power. How did you do eat?"
"Hours of work in my lab, and watching to many action and war movies that's how. That was intense! I can't believe it worked, too well." Cindy chirped happily
"What's on your arm?" Megatron boomed in a semi-curious "I will kill you if you don't tell me" voice.
"Blast glove. I made it. It is… what made the hole in the wall." Cindy said drifting into a state of fear with a small nervous laugh. "I can fix that."
Scalpel climbed up Cindy and perched on her blast glove. He began fiddling in the open circuit.
"What the heck are you doing?" Cynthia questioned leaning as she leaned against Starscream's hand.
"Fixing ze kickback."
"Oh." Cindy replied in a light breathy voice.
"Sorry about the wall." Cindy whimpered awkwardly. "I can fix that if you want?"
"Eat iz not a problem. Stay steel why I work." Scalpel commanded.
"Uhm, Scalpel. I think you just cut my arm." Cynthia said cautiously as she saw a little bit of blood come out the back of the blast glove.
A sharp pain entered Cynthia's arm, causing her to yelp. She pulled her arm in closer to her with a quick reflex causing Scalpel to fall off. She pressed the silver button on the arm and the glove transferred back into a glove. Cynthia ran over to her bag and placed the blast glove inside. After doing so she looked down at her arm. Her lower left arm had a burned in cut from Scalpel's work and it was bleeding. She put her blueprint book in her bag and prepared to leave.
"I am sorry. I have to go tend to this. I'll be back in a few." Cynthia scurried down the stairs and out the warehouse door. She ran up her fire escape and into her room.
Cynthia rammed into her bathroom and lugged out her enormous first aid kit. She pulled out the gauze and medical tape. She ripped off enough tape to ensure that the gauze was tight enough to keep the blood from seeping out. She wrapped an additional layer of gauze over the wound and taped it as will. She reached into her bag with her right hand and pulled out her glove. Cindy placed the blast glove back on and reactivated to hold the gauze in place. She exited the restroom and grabbed a chew toy for Blink. As she walked back outside she handed Blink the mastication toy as she walked inside. She wandered back down her fire escape and back to the entrance of the warehouse.
"That was quick." Commented Starscream who was standing to the direct left of the warehouse door.
"Yeah, after working in close contact with various ways of hurting myself…I have finally got it down to it only a taking a minute to classify, treat and go back to whatever I was doing."
Starscream made a small noise seeming to understand Cynthia's acquired skill.
"Hey, I have a question?" Cynthia turned her head to look up at the towering robot. "Can I measure your wing span?"
'That must sound awkward, asking a thirty some foot robot if you can measure their wing span. Holy crap, how awkward.' Cynthia thought to herself as she waited for Starscream's reply
"I am sorry; I just realized how weird that sounds. Excuse me that was very impolite, unusual and sudden questioning." Cynthia bowed her head slightly, showing respect for the much taller being.
"Well it's nice to an insect with proper sense of place in the world." Starscream grimaced, as he noticed Megatron take a step forward.
"Do I sense the slightest bit of hostility between you two?" Cindy asked as she observes Starscream and Megatron locking optics.
"No no, why I wouldn't dare to challenge Lord Megatron."
"That's unlikely Starscream."
"And I thought old married couples bicker. You two are practically ripping out each other's vital circuitry with your optics."
"Eats alvays like that." Scalpel announced.
"Well, I am gonna ask the question? Where are you all from?"Cindy asked.
"Our Home world of Cybertron. It has been ruined thou, due to our battle with those wretched Autobots." Megatron boomed loudly, Cynthia thought, 'It's a wonder the whole country doesn't know that these guys are here. Especially with how often they yell.'
"Okay, so what are…who are the Autobots?" Cindy asked.
"The Autobots are our enemies. They have been a constant threat to our ultimate goal."
"Which is?" Cindy questioned oddly.
It was at this moment one could practically hear the gears moving in Megatron's processor. He figured out a plan of his own, one that incorporated his new "pet".