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Chapter 12: Revelations.

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~Optimus~

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Optimus sighed as he stared at the datapads set before him. The construction of the Diego Garcia Base was nearly complete, the new human recruits were already being chosen from the compilation that had been handed to him, Lennox and the new liaison Galloway. The Prime grimaced at the thought of the human with mild distaste. The man treated he and his fellow Autobots like machines... and the first thing out of Galloway's mouth had been a demand for their weapons technology. It had been only a strict order from him to Ironhide, that kept that human from being a singed pile of ash on the concrete. Even Ratchet had been pushed to his boiling point, and it was all Optimus himself could do to call an end to the conversation.

And if that wasn't enough, Sideswipe had asked three times in the last week if he would be allowed to come to the base this weekend... The frontliner dying to be in his bipedal mode. Optimus vented a sigh as his commlink beeped again from a familiar silver frontliner...

:Sideswipe to Optimus.:

:The answer is still no Sideswipe.:

:Optimus while I know that I'm grinding your last gear me and Bee need you to take a look at this.: Sideswipe sent quickly along with a data burst containing the events that Bee witnessed.

Optimus felt his jaw drop while he viewed the file. Sideswipe's charge slowly working through several distinct Metalikato moves. :How.. This is impossible.:

Sidewipe's side of the line was silent for a klick before he continued, :Optimus did Ratchet inform you of why he wanted me to watch over Cassie?:

:He informed me that he believed that the girl's psychological issues might in fact be nonexistent.:

:Sir... Me and Bee believe that the girl really does see her twin's ghost... and someone else too.: Sideswipe said cautiously. :Bee's been watching her talk to another spirit that she kept referring to jokingly as Methuselah, but we finally caught his real name today... She called him Jazz.:

Optimus was floored as his spark gave a painful ache at the name, hope blossoming in its wake. Jazz... She was talking to someone named Jazz... Granted, the possibility of it being another spirit by the same name was certainly high but the likelihood of someone else knowing those moves... Sideswipe was still talking, mirroring his own thoughts.

:Cassie is somehow in contact with our Jazz! He's been teaching her moves in Metalikato. There's no way she should know anything about that form of combat, but she does. I could have sworn I saw her doing some of it yesterday, but I wasn't sure. Not until today, when Bee watched her while she did her workout, talking to the 'ghosts' whole time.:

:It seems that we will have to reveal ourselves to her after all. We will meet at Samuel's house to discuss this situation with her.: Optimus sent back after a moment's thought.

:Do you want me to inform Sam when he gets out of school shortly?: Sideswipe asked.

:I think we all will need to be in communication for that conversation, because Samuel does not want Cassie informed. I can understand his reluctance on this, but the time has come to place that aside. There are too many who believe her to be suffering from delusions caused by unresolved grief. I now know that this is not the case.: Optimus replied firmly before ending the comm.

~x~

~Sam~

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Sam noticed the grim look on the holoform's face when his slid into the Corvette's passenger seat. "What's up?"

::Samuel.: Optimus' deep baritone radiated from Sideswipe's speakers.

"Optimus?" Sam blinked at the radio. "Um... what's going on guys?"

:Sam… I can understand how this will be very difficult for you to believe, because it was not easy for us to believe either. But we are now more than certain that your cousin, Cassie has in fact been speaking with the spirit of her deceased sister. We know this because she is now in contact with the spirit of one she could not possibly have known before he was killed.: Optimus said gravely.

"Okay… what? Are you saying that ghosts are real, and that Cassie can see them?" Sam demanded with a derisive scoff.

:That is exactly what I am saying. We believe Cassandra has been speaking with the spirit of Jazz for a couple of days now. While we have been monitoring and observing her as much as possible, she has not addressed that spirit by name until today. She has been calling him 'Methuselah'. That is why we didn't know the identity of the spirit she was speaking to.: Optimus explained.

Sam shook his head. "Well how do you know that she's really talking to Jazz, and that she just hasn't fallen off the deep end?"

:Because the spirit of Jazz has begun teaching her Metalikato. It is a Cybertronian form of Martial Arts that is completely unknown on Earth. Very few of the moves or stances are even similar to anything known to humans. Jazz was an expert in the form, and he has shown Cassie moves and stances that have no commonalities with anything on Earth. That is why we believe that she has been telling others the truth when she says that she is speaking to her sister.: Optimus said seriously.

"Cassie's really talking to ghosts? Man, she is going to rub it in my face..." Sam groaned. "So um... I guess you've gotta tell her huh?"

:That is the plan. We are currently en-route to your residence.:

"Uh no offense guys but if you really must come out to her... wouldn't it be better to do it somewhere where you can reveal your true forms? After all I wouldn't put it past her to not think that it's a trick I'm pulling on her in revenge for well... for what she and Crescent did."

:Perhaps you are right.:

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~Cassie~

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Jazz had gone off the sulk leaving the two girls alone once they had reached the house. So bored and annoyed by Crescent's sudden groping of the Camaro, Cassie eventually found herself lounging on the roof of the garage sunbathing. When Scott's Corvette braked sharply in the driveway below, Crescent joined her on the roof. She smirked as Sam got out of the Corvette, talking in hushed tones. A cruel smirk came over Cassie's face as she glanced at Crescent who was wearing the same expression. Cassie silently shimmied over to the edge of the roof and sat in wait.

"This is such a bad idea." she heard Sam hiss as he neared the garage. Scott had fallen back a few steps, his gaze locked on hers briefly as he glanced up to grin at her. "There is no way that this is- Agh!" Sam screeched as Cassie landed in front of him. "Cassie what the hell?!" Sam glared at her as she began to laugh merrily, Scott joined in with her as well as Crescent.

"I swear; it's sad how much he sounds like a little girl..."

"I've got to make that my personal ring tone for you Samuel." Cassie said once she managed to gather her breath.

Sam flushed red with embarrassment. "I swear there are times I hate you."

"I love you too." Cassie said as she opened the door and walked into the kitchen. "I should give you fair warning Sam, I got bored today and I redecorated you room to-" Sam darted past her. "-day..." Cassie shrugged.

Scott snickered as she shrugged and opened the fridge to snatch a water bottle. "Did you really do anything?"

"Nah... I just wanted to see him spazz." Cassie said with a grin. "So what have you got planned for tonight?"

"Eh nothing much. Just a bonfire." Scott said grinning as he leaned against the island. "Say you wanna come with me? It's just going to be the love birds and my friends."

Cassie blinked at the redheaded prankster for a few moments before shrugging. "Sure I guess so."

~x~

~Roughly an hour later~

~x~

"Y'know when you said bonfire I didn't expect to be blindfolded." Cassie smirked as she finger pecked the cloth that Scott had put over her peepers.

"Well I know how you hate my driving so I figured that it would help if you didn't see how fast I am going."

"Oh yes because that is so reassuring..." Cassie said dryly. I swear if he wrecks and kills me I will haunt his ass.

"Hmm... He's pushing ninety as it is..." Crescent commented. "Everything's a blur out there..."

So not helping right now. Cassie thought as her other hand clenched tighter on the seat belt.

"Ya migh' wanna ease up on da seat belt Cassie. Scott don' look too happy about ya manglin' it." Jazz commented in her ear.

Crescent scoffed from the back seat, "She won't let go of her lifeline till he stops."

"Then it's a good thing that we're here." Jazz said as she felt the car skid to a stop. As soon as the motion stopped Cassie was ripping both the blind fold and the seat belt off. Cassie shot Scott a glare as he climbed out of the Corvette.

She turned around and almost ran smack dab into Ratchet. "Are you alright Cassandra? You seem stressed." he said before glaring at Scott.

"I'd be better if someone besides Speedracer back there had given me a ride." she said sourly as she took in the large and kind of dark heavily wooded clearing. "So... where's the fire? I was enticed out here with something burning."

"You could always use your keychain."

I would but if you notice the magnesium is almost wore out. Cassie thought as she blinked over at the small gathering of vehicles. She felt the hair on the back of her neck rise as she stared over at the ambulance, the big black GMC Topkick, and the fancy blue and red Peterbilt truck parked in a semicircle facing the dirt road behind her.

"Wow..." Crescent breathed as she stared at them. "Look at their auras..."

They're all like the Camaro and the Corvette...

The familiar rev of said Camaro sounded behind her. Cassie turned to wave at the three that were stepping out of the yellow and black striped car. "Thanks for waiting for me." she said as she punched Sam in the shoulder as he came up to stand in front of her. "I swear that Scott is out to give me a heart attack."

There was a yelp from Scott who was now nursing his head, courtesy of Ratchet who was growling angrily too low for her to hear anything except every other word. Cassie shrugged and pulled her water bottle out of her jacket pocket and a swig from the bottle.

"Good evening Cassandra."

Cassie swallowed the water down the wrong pipe as Ryan's deep baritone rumbled gracefully from behind her. Cassie sputtered and coughed as her lungs protested the influx of fluid. Damn it why can't these guys make some freaking noise when they sneak up behind someone? She thought as her body wracked from her coughing.

She soon found the medic in front of her checking her over. She waved him off as her coughing subsided, and she managed to catch a painful breath. "I'm good... it... just went down wrong..." she gasped.

Ratchet was glaring between her and Ryan who had avoided his gaze sheepishly. As it was he took away her water bottle. Cassie tried not to wince as she took slow steady and sore breaths. As it was they were all looking at her expectantly, almost like they expected her to grow a second head or something. It gave her a serious case of the creeps

"Didn't your mothers tell you that it's rude to stare? For the love of god blink at least." she grumbled. Only a couple of the gathered company, i.e. Scott, Bee, and Mikaela smiled at her comment. The dark mountain of a man (whose name she couldn't remember) narrowed his eyes at her comment, while Ryan regarded her with a serious look on his face. The somberness returned to the air, and the serious looks returned to the others expressions.

"Miss Cooper… we have gathered to speak to you about something very important. I need your solemn promise that you will not speak of this to anyone who is not here. Can you give me that promise?" Ryan began as soon as she had looked at him.

"... Uh sure?" Cassie said as she caught sight of Jazz slipping into the circle, eyeing each of the men gathered there. I mean I don't see why you guys are acting like there's a ticking time bomb around here, She added silently before continuing with, "Yeah I suppose I could keep a secret."

"They're so serious because they are aliens Cass."

What?! Cassie could have sworn that she heard her neck crack harshly as she snapped her head to stare wide eyed at her twin. Crescent smirked as she mentally screeched, What do you mean by aliens? She didn't notice the fact that she had said this aloud; causing each of the occupants to stare wide eyed at her exclamation.

"Aliens, as in ET, My Favorite Martian, The day the Earth Stood Still, Independence Day-"

"Aliens as in not from this world Cassie. None of them are human and neither am I." Jazz spoke up, his accent absent from his voice as he fixed her with a blazing blue gaze.

Cassie knew that her sister often had a weird sense of humor, and wouldn't put it past her to pull off a serious prank like this. The strange thing was, she was now getting help from Jazz to pull it off. She had rarely doubted her sister before, but this time she really had no choice... accusing a group of people of being aliens from another planet? That's the kind of thing that would get you locked in a padded cell for a long time.

"Cassandra." Cassie flinched before she returned her gaze back to Ryan, her face was pale as she eyed him, his aura, it's kind yet commanding vibe settling her uneasiness some... "How do you know that we are not human?"

"..." Tell me I didn't say that aloud... Cassie was certain she was as pale as a sheet. As it was Ratchet was once again giving her a narrow look that was tinted with concern.

"Yep you did."

"Cassandra how do you know our secret?"

"You mean that was true?" she gaped at him.

Scott chuckled. "That we're aliens? Well the answer is duh."

"Real smooth Sideswipe." Sam said sourly.

Cassie blinked at the name... Sideswipe... the name set off bells in her memory...

~x~

"Where is Crescent?"

"She is currently downstairs hauntin' Sideswipe." Jazz shrugged.

"Sideswipe?"

"Scott's Corvette..."

~x~

Ryan gently placed a hand on her shoulder breaking her from her thoughts. "You've been talking to someone named Jazz haven't you?"

Cassie met his gaze, searching for any doubt or shadows. She clenched her hands tightly before nodding. "More like he won't leave me and Crescent alone."

"Hey Ah'm not tha' bad." Jazz protested.

"True, he could be annoying." Crescent defended the offended saboteur.

No Crescent that is your job. Cassie deadpanned.

"Jazz was killed a while back defending your world from our enemies. He was not from this world, and neither are we. We thought that he was lost to us, but we know that you have been talking to his ghost or spirit."

Cassie stared at the man for several moments. "Wait... you… you believe me?"

Ryan nodded. "Jazz has been teaching you a new style of self defense. One that is completely unknown here on Earth. That is why there can be no doubts that you have been speaking with him."

"You believe me." she repeated numbly as she blinked at him.

"Jazz was my First Lieutenant; Head of the Special Operations Division, and it does not surprise me in the slightest that he has figured out a way to let us know, that not only is he truly here, but that he has been speaking with you." Ryan said as he smiled warmly at the girl in front of him.

"You. Freaking. Believe. Me."

"Yes."

"Me. The critically acclaimed nutcase. ME?!" she pointed at herself.

"For the love of Primus femme, yes we fragging believe you." Ratchet said irritably. "Just like we believe that most of your psychological issues are moot. If anything the fragging disbelief you've had to deal with has been more damaging to your mental state."

"Meaning you aren't as crazy as the docs thought you were." Sam finally spoke up, his tone apologetic.

"Finally... Finally! Someone else believes that I'm not just hallucinating, or losing my mind! I'm... I'm not crazy! They're really here! You believe me! Crescent they believe me!" Cassie cheered.

"Cassie… they wanted to tell you from the start, but Sam didn't want to put any more pressure on you." Mikaela said softly as she pulled Cassie into a tight hug. "I'm sorry that we didn't believe you… I mean this… it isn't the kinda thing that happens all the time."

"Cassie… I do not simply believe that you are telling the truth about seeing Jazz and Crescent… I know that you are! You see… the fighting moves that Jazz has been teaching you recently are not known here on Earth. That means there is no possible way you could know those moves except by learning them from Jazz." Sideswipe spoke up from his position against the side of the corvette.

Cassie turned to aim an accusing glare at Jazz. "You knew; didn't you? You knew that this would… that my new lessons would be proof… didn't you?" Cassie said in a growl of anger.

"Ah didn' know fer sure, but ah kinda hoped it'd work. Ah also had ta do somethin' ta let 'em know ah'm still here." Jazz said apologetically. "Ah am Third in Command ya know, an' tha' responsibility don' stop just cause ah'm offline."

"I call bull. I knew the two of you were up to something." Cassie said sourly. "I've heard of subtler rattle snakes... Anywhoo what kind of aliens are you anyway?" Cassie asked a returning her gaze back to Ryan as she changed the topic.

"We are Autonomous Robotic Lifeforms from the planet Cybertron, but we use the term Autobots for short." Ratchet answered quickly.

"... So when Jazz was calling the Corvette Sideswipe... He was talking about you." Cassie pointed at the redheaded holoform.

"Yup. We disguise ourselves as cars and trucks. These ones that are parked right here." Sideswipe answered with a cocky grin.

"So that's why... That's why your cars all have auras, and you don't?" Cassie shouted in surprise. "I honestly thought that Camaro and Corvette were possessed or something, because of the weird auras they have. After all normal cars do not have an aura." This seemed to shock everyone, as the each traded glances at each other.

"Cassandra… am I to understand that you can immediately tell one of us from one of your own Earth vehicles?" Ryan asked in concern.

"Sure... all I have to do is look at the car…" Cassie said smugly before she trailed off. "That's why you put Scott on my back, because of the pedocop with the same kind of aura thing going on that you have isn't it?"

"Regrettably so. Barricade is from a faction that is currently at war with our own. I am afraid that he has chosen to target you and the rest of your family because of young Samuel's association with us."

Cassie's brows knit together as a thought occurred to her. She held up her hand. "I'm sorry to interrupt you but, I can't help but to notice the fact that their names," she pointed to each man respectively as she singled them out; "Sideswipe," "Ratchet," "and Bee are obviously not human names. So I must assume that your own isn't actually Ryan. So what is your real name?"

"My real name is Optimus Prime." He said as he vanished in a shower of electric sparks. Cassie jumped in shock before a whirl of shifting hydraulic and metal drew her attention to the Peterbilt that had begun to shift and transform right before her eyes.

"HOLY SHIT!"