Alright, so this is an idea I wrote up for a story a while back. My train of thought for it is flat, so it is up for adoption.
Note: this is a 'plot', the way the story goes. All the details are not added. Though I must say, it is a rather detailed plot. If I do say so myself, that is.
So anyway, read it. Tell me what you think, and if you want to write it, tell me. :)
Bee raises himself after accidentally being sent though a space-bridge a just born youngling. Just born. He doesn't know that there are other bots like him, thus, he isn't on any side.
He explores space and visits civilizations on planets, learning everything he can about these planets, their wars, their languages, and especially their fighting techniques and medecines. At one point, he is on the planet known as earth, scavenging for supplies for his upgrade, yes, he upgrades himself. Did I mention he knows medecine for every planet under, around, and beyond earth's sun? As well as those of other suns. Besides Cybertron, that is. He is well practiced in absolutely everything.
After a mishap with his final upgrade, he falls into stassis-Luckily for him, he had a security camera in case just that happens. Remaining disguised as a human automobile, having not revealed himself to the squishies, the humans who 'own' him, sell him to a museum, where he remains for several hundred years. He is awoken from his stassis, when Prowl is exploring the museum he resides in, the reason he awakens is Prowl touches his hood, accidentally jump-starting his engine. Surprised, he does the first thing that pops into his processor, retreat to his home base.
Prowl meanwhile, is chasing the mysterious car that sparked him in the museum and drove away. As he was leaving, he had asked the museum owner how long the car had been there, and was surprised to hear that it had been there for the museums whole life.
After fruitlessly searching for the mysterious car, Prowl goes back to base to tell his team of his finds.
Meanwhile, Bee is far, far away from the museum, but he is slowing down, having not had any fuel for 200 years, any fuel he likes for five hundred. Over the next year, Bee re-learns everything of the human world, he finds that they have progressed very far in everything, medicines, weapons, science. Plus they more ways to cure diseases they had back in the 1800's. So, he learns of the new human illnesses, he gets onto a radio he has from two hundred years ago, and calls a friend of his who lives in the next galaxy over. Lucky for him, his friend still has the radio, they talk a bit, catching up. And then Bee asks his friend to come to earth with a newer ship for Bee, full of upgrades, weapons, info-pads, and the such-like.
Bee's friend comes to the planet, avoiding human, Decepticon, and Autobot detection alike. Bee and his friend meet up, they trade info, then the other leaves earth's orbit, and the Milky-way Galaxy, to head home.
Bee meanwhile detaches and reattaches older for newer weapons, along with medicine kits. He hides his new ship, and heads back to that city-place where he had seen something to make him, gawk. Well, gawk inwardly.
During the year Bumblebee is gathering new info, Prowl and the others are trying to find anything they can on the strange yellow vehicle that managed to flee Prowl. The vehicle that had no driver or symbol. They come up with no results. Normally they would dismiss the vehicle as a neutral, but it had no spark signature, baffling everyone.
Bumblebee in his new alt. form, drives into Detroit, with a fake driver in place. He searches the entire city, coming up with nothing.
When he arrives back at his base, he does not realize that when he passed a parked black and gold motorcycle(Prowl) that he acquired a tracking device.
Prowl knew this however, and he, with all the other Autobots, was following Bee back to his base. Unfortunately for them, Bee's new ship had very high security, and it had set up a trap which they get caught in.
A/N: Since I have read the guidelines and they say it HAS to be a story published, I decided to add this bit. I would greatly appreciate it, if you, who wishes to write this, adds this into their story.
They awoke, to find themselves in a human prison-like room. Shrugging his shoulders, Ratchet went to break the bars, but when he touched them, he was jolted with high electricity.
"My question is, why would, whoever who put us here, they put us under high security, and leave our weapons and medical supplies with us?" Asked Ratchet.
Bulkhead shrugged in answer, and opened his mouth to say something, when Prowl shushed him, "Sh, I hear something coming." Immediately the Autobots went silent. Prowl grabbed his shuriken and held it warily. A tall, scary shadow showed itself on a wall, slowly it came closer, and closer... and closer... revealing... A small, yellow, mini-bot? They stared at the mini-bot incredulously. A, mini-bot, captured all of them... how?
"What do you want from us?" Prime asked in Cybertronian. The mini-bots expression became confused. Scratching a horn, he spoke in another language, then looked at them, raising an optic ridge. Ratchet caught on quickly, he shook his head to show that, no, he didn't understand the bot. Again a question, again a shake. This went on for several breems, finally the bot said, "How 'bou this language? No? Hejia friena-"
Ratchet cut him, "Yes! We speak English!"
"Nope. You don't." At Ratchet's questioning look he continue, "You speak American, English uses different words for the same meaning. Sure, they use 'boot' and 'tip' and the such-like, but the words themselves mean different then they would mean here in Detroit."
They stared at him. "O-kay. We speak, American then."
"Yeah, the English live in a land called Britain, Americans live in America. The French in France. Spanish, Spain; Swiss, Switzerland; Arabic, Arabia; and so on and so on." He grinned, "So, what are you?"
"Eh... What?"
"What are you? I've never seen your species before! What planet, galaxy, universe, do you live in?"
"Em... We live in this galaxy?"
"Don't ask me! I'm asking you!"
"Why do you want to know? And what do you mean, you've never seen our species before?"
"Well, I've never seen ya guys before. Truly, where are you from?"
A/N/N: Also, in this, I had been thinking that mini-bots are extinct, or, that's what all the Cybertronians think. So Bee's existence as a mini-bot comes as a surprise to the others. Wasp, Cliffjumper, and the rest have been posted on other planets to learn about them. Bumblebee thinks they are all dead, and they think the same about him.
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