Chapter Four
Tyrell couldn't believe his eyes, he was at the Hoover Dam. He never thought that he would see the thing. It was bigger than he even imaged, a man named Simmons was leading them past restricted area, from what little the man said, Ty could tell he was an ass, he refused to say why they were here of all places when Lennox had asked. They stopped on a walk way, Simmons left them to collect the second group that was coming, five minutes passed by before Capt. Lennox gave the order for attention. Ty snapped to attention, however he gave into his curiosity and peeked out of the corner of his eye and glanced at the guy who was walking toward them.
'Holy Shit' he thought,' it's Defense Secretary Keller'. This was the dude that you see on television, who worked with the President, helped keep the country safe, and here he was talking to Captain Lennox. Keller began to talk to Lennox and Epps about putting saber rounds in the all gunships, when Tyrell attention was drawn off of the Secretary, who had begun to lead the soldiers away, by the sound of a familiar voice.
"I want my car, my parents, maybe you should write this down. Oh, and her juvie record, that has to be gone like forever."
Tyrell stopped walking, the squad getting further away, he knew that voice. He tried to see around Simmons, but only when he moved slightly did he see the owner to the voice, when he did he couldn't believe it, it was Sam.
Before he could process what he was doing, he found himself calling out. "Sam?"
The soldiers and the Secretary stopped walking when they heard the call, they turned towards Tyrell. Lennox recognized the boy from the picture that Tyrell had in the desert; he wondered why the boy was her.
The boy that Tyrell talked to snapped his head up, eyes searching the people in front of him until he met Tyrell's eyes.
"Tyrell?" he breathed. Sam's world came to a crashing stop, the brother he thought was dead was standing before him very much alive.
The boys stared at each other, while everyone else, besides Lennox, looked back and forth at the two, noticing the similarities. Only Lennox knew who the boy was to Tyrell. Suddenly without a word being said, the brothers were running toward each other, wrapping their arms around the other as they met in the middle.
The Secretary by now was confused, he leaned over and whispered to Lennox, "Who is that boy in relationship to your soldier, might I ask."
"He's the younger brother of Private Witwicky," quietly whispered Lennox back, grinning at the sight of the reunited brothers. Everybody watched the happy reunion unfold in front of them
"Tyrell, the news said your base was attacked, and no survivors were found, we all thought you were dead" everyone heard Sam say "Mom and Dad are pretty torn up, Mom still hasn't stopped crying."
Tyrell chuckled weakly. "Sam, don't you know it will take a lot more than a base attack to get rid of me. Besides I have a few promises I need to keep. We still got to go cruising in that new car you bought, it also seems like you need help staying out of trouble" Sam didn't rely, just squeezing Ty tighter, a few tears escaping his eyes.
No one wanted to break up the reunion, thank-fully Simmons saved everyone the trouble of being an ass, by…well, being an ass himself.
"Okay, break it up" demanded Simmons, cutting in on the brothers hug and forcing them apart. Tyrell glared at him, his hand curling into a fist debating whether or not to punch the guy on his oversized nose.
"He's right, we need to get moving," said the guy who introduced himself as Tom Banachek, who had been quiet the whole time. Lennox cleared his throat catching Ty's attention, and nodded to him to follow. The group began walking towards the inside of the dam, having to hurry to stay behind Simmons who lead the way
"You know soldier, you broke formation, I could have you court marshaled" Ty heard someone say. He turned and found Capt. Lennox, who was trying to look serious, but the twinkle in his eyes gave you away
"Sorry Captain, it won't happen again," Tyrell replied. Lennox nodded as he smiled and moved up to where Epps was. Tyrell fell behind to walk next to Sam. Tyrell glanced at Sam, who was holding hands with…. No way, thought Tyrell in shock. Its Mikaela Banes. Sam smirked when he caught Ty looking.
Tyrell recovered from his surprise, he wondered why Sam was here along with Mikaela, and why he had demanded Simmons to give him back his car. Why would these guys have Sam's car. He decided to ask Sam. "Sam, why are you here, and how did you get mixed up with all this stuff."
Before Sam could answer Simmons did. "Because you all have been in contact with NBE's"
"NBE's?" asked Epps, slightly confused.
"Non- biological Extraterrestrials," stated Simmons, "try to keep up with the acronyms."
Tyrell just rolled his eyes, earning a stink eye from Simmons. No one said anything else as they followed the S-7 guys into the heart of the dam.
"What your about to see is totally classified," said Banachek, as he lead the group into a room, the temperature began to drop dramatically. Tyrell shrugged off the coat he was wearing and gave it to a shivering Mikaela, who whispered her thanks, he smiled in return. It soon dissapered as his glance fell onto the main attraction in the room.
"Dear god what is that," whispered Keller.
Tyrell saw a robot, like the one that attacked them in Qatar, but this one was bigger, and seemed to give off a sinister vibe.
It took a moment but he recognized it. It was the robot from the visions, the one that was causing so much death. Even frozen he looked menacing; he repressed the urge to run away, though his heart was screaming at him to hide.
Simmons led the group closer to the thing, Ty heart pounded faster the closer they got to it.
"We think when he made his approach over the North Pole our gravitational field screwed up his telemetry. Probably crashing into the ice a few thousand years ago. We shipped him to this facility in 1934," rattled off Banachek.
"Call him NBE-1" stated Simmons, looking at the groups faces smiling.
"Well sir, I don't mean to correct you on everything you think you know, but that's Megatron. He's the leader of the Decepticons," commented Sam. Tyrell looked at his brother, and for the millionth time wondered how he knew that, and why was he here.
"He's been in cryostasis since 1935. Your great-great grandfather made one of the greatest discoveries in the history of mankind," said Banachek.
"Ya, and you guys let him rot in a loony bin," scowled Tyrell, his great-great grandfather had spent almost 15 years in the facility.
Simmons ignored Ty's comment. "Fact is your looking at the source of the modern age. The microchip, lasers, spaceflight, cars, all reverse-engineered by studying him. NBE-1, thats what we call it." He got in Sam's face for that last part, but Ty shoved him away, glaring at him. Anger flashed in Simmons eyes, before Simmons could do something stupid, Keller interrupted.
"And you didn't think the United States military might need to know that you're keeping a hostile alien robot frozen in the basement." The Secretary was clearly pissed off.
"Until these events, we had no creditable threat to national security," stated Banachek.
"Well you got one now!" was the reply.
"So why Earth?" asked Lennox, speaking for the first time since entering the room.
"It's the All Spark," answered Sam.
"All Spark, what's that?" asked Keller, his brow wrinkled in confusion.
"Well yeah, they came here looking for some sort of cube-looking thing. Anyway Mr. NBE-1 here a.k.a Megatron, that's what they call him, who's pretty much the harbinger of death. Wants to use the cube to transfer human technology to take over the universe. That's their plan" said Sam.
"Your sure about that" asked Simmons.
"Ya" said Sam. Simmons and Banachek shared a look that no one missed.
"You guys know where it is don't you," said Tyrell, narrowing his eyes as if daring them to lie to them.
"Follow me," was all Banachek said. They all began to follow with no question asked.
"Your about to see our crown jewel" commented Simmons as he opened a door to a room, directly off from the side of NBE-1 hanger. One whole side of the room was a window that looked into the room beyond. A low whistle escaped Tyrell's mouth as he stared at the giant cube that was there.
"Carbon dating puts the cube here around 10,000 B.C. The first 7 didn't find it until 1913. They knew it was alien because of the matching hieroglyphics on the cube as well as NBE-1. President Hoover had the dam built around it. Four football fields thick of concrete. A perfect way to hide its energy from being detected by anyone or any alien species on the outside" explained Banachek.
Tyrell stared at the cube, drawn to it. It was if something was calling him, again he recognized it from his visions. As he stared at it he couldn't help but think of how stupid the S-7 guys were. Here was the thing the dangerous robot wants, and its right next door. Ty shuddered at the thought of the big guy next door waking up, the vision of him destroying things in his path came again.
"You said hiding its energy. What kind to be exact," asked a pretty blonde girl that had come with Sam, Ty hadn't caught her name. Once again they had to play follow the leader with Banachek and Simmons as they were lead to another room. This time they lead them to a door that looked like it belonged in a bank.
"Step inside, they have to lock us in," said Banachek. They all squeezed into the room, the loud click of the lock outside sounding ominous.
"Freddie Crougar been in here or something?," asked Epps looking at the claw marks on the wall, on the right side of the room.
"No Freddie has 3 claws, that's Wolverine," laughed a dude, Ty had caught his name, Glenn. Epps just gave the kid a look, and turned to where Simmons was talking to everyone.
"Here, put on these glasses," said Simmons. Ty guessed when he said glasses he meant goggles, because that's what they were. They made the people wearing them look like giant bugs. "Anyone have a phone."
"I do," piped up Glen, throwing Simmons his phone.
Tyrell felt an odd sinking feeling in his stomach, he usually he got it when he something bad was going to happen. Simmons made a lame joke about the samurai and sent a jolt of blue electricity to the phone.
Tyrell watched with huge eyes as the phone shook, and suddenly transformed into a little robot that was about as big as a can of felt sorry for the little dude, it kept running at the walls, and shooting them. Clearly the little thing was frighten and wanted to get out. It stopped for a moment, its eyes staring into Ty's face, its red eyes turned blue. Its arms reached up towards Tyrell, like a child who wanted to be picked up. Tyrell heard Simmons tell Banachek that it was breaking the box, even though it had stopped. Somehow Tyrell knew what was going to happen, and his world slowed down. Almost as by itself, his hand opened the door to the box, grabbing the little bot, who clung to his hand before transforming back into a phone. Ty replaced it with his own cell phone all in under ten seconds. Just seconds before Simmons pushed the button streaming the bright blue energy on Ty's phone.
Tyrell quickly put the little robot in one of his pants pockets. Not understanding how he moved so fast, or why he saved the poor thing, it was just its eyes seemed to beg him to help. He glanced around the room apparently no one saw him do it until he saw Sam and Mikeala looking at him with their mouths open looking stunned, Sam looked like he was going to ask him something. Tyrell frowned, mouthing 'I'll explain later.'
Suddenly the lights in the room flickered nearly going off, before they came back to full strength, an ominous rumble filled the air
"Gentleman, they know the cube is here," said Keller, just as the phone on the wall rang. Banachek grabbed it.
"Banachek… What!... Okay have everyone go to NBE-1's chamber" he hung up, slamming the phone back on the wall before turning back towards the group. "There popping the generators to the hanger" said Banachek, with cool eyes, "there here for the cube."
Hope you liked, I've decided if I get more interest in this story, I might do one with Tyrell in the second film, but that all depends on you readers. So please let me know what you think.
