Island of Misfit Stories
Twins
They were really just children when it came down to it, Reggie Simmons mused as he watched the two five year olds playing quietly with one another in the room that had been assigned to them. It was a miracle in and of itself that the children were even still capable of normal childlike actions. The both of them had been stolen from the hospital nurseries the night they were born, months apart from each other and yet in all of the time that they had spent under the careful watch of the government their interactions had always been as though they were twins.
The nights of their conceptions, the cube that had been dormant within the depths of the Hoover Dam had flared to life. A trace of the energy burst sent out by the cube had been tracked to the Witwicky's and the Banes'. Plans had been made when it became apparent that both women were pregnant. The night the children had been born, they'd taken readings off of the both of them. The results being higher than anything previously documented, well maybe with the exception of the Ice Man; but in all honesty, these were seemingly human children who bore no resemblance to the only conclusive proof their government had of life beyond their planet.
Sighing heavily as he watched the children communicate with each other in their own language that no else could understand or decipher (which firmly cemented his opinion that the two were somehow twins); Reggie wondered why he'd had to grow a conscience at this stage of his life. Five years ago, he'd been perfectly capable of following the orders given to him by his father about retrieving the children from the hospital, but now… but now he wondered if anyone had a right to have the children.
They were special; any member of Sector Seven could tell you that. But Reggie could see the almost alien mannerisms the pair seemed to have. To him this only emphasized the fact that the twins (and yes dammit, they had to be twins) were created from the cube that only seemed to react in the presence of the youngest twin, Sam. And probably had some kind of relatives in the form of others that had been created by the cube before them and would come looking for them once they figured out where the Ice Man was and that the twins were among them as well.
Reggie Simmons was not a stupid man. He understood all of this with the utmost clarity and that was what he blamed for the sudden reemergence of a conscience he'd thought long gone. He was the only one the oldest twin, Mikaela would allow near Sam. The girl was fiercely protective of the boy, a sentiment which seemed to be reciprocated but not to the extent that the girl was capable of, if the boy's general demeanor was any indication.
But together the pair seemed to fill in the weaknesses held by the other. Sam was quiet but sarcastic, small but extremely fast, and unmotivated but exceptionally intelligent. Mikaela was loud and brutally honest, tall but nowhere near as fast as her twin, intelligent but with a really bad habit of acting before thinking it out. When the twins were separated these traits of theirs were pushed into prominence, and while together their traits melded together and were tempered by the other.
Shaking his head as he rubbed the bridge of his nose wearily, Reggie looked back into the room where the twins were still babbling to each other, Sam beginning to look increasingly worried and his hands gesturing into the air wildly as he spoke. Idly he wondered what the twins were planning, and he knew they were planning something simply by the look Mikaela had on her face as she gently reached out and caught Sam's hands in her own. Whatever they were planning, Reggie decided as he turned around and began to walk away from the twins' room was better left unknown. But all the same he hoped that whatever it was… he hoped that they would escape and manage to stay hidden.
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Padding down the hallways as quietly as they were capable of, two small forms darted in and out of the shadows that were so bountiful. Pausing briefly as they passed an open door, the smaller of the two figures tugged insistently on the clothing of the other. 'Kaela, we can't leave it here. It has to come with us.' The smaller figure told the other one in what sounded like a series of random clicking noises.
'Sam.' Mikaela responded her face illuminated by the light coming through the open door, her brown eyes serious and regretful as they looked at the boy. 'They'll know we're leaving if we do that.'
'Doesn't matter.' Sam insisted his mouth set into a stubborn line as he crossed his arms over his chest. 'Sparkcube's the only one who can help us find our parents. Don't you wanna know who they are at least? 'Sides Sparkcube's trapped here like we are. We can't just leave him here so that they can keep treating him like he's some kinda lab rat.'
'Sam…' Mikaela started her eyes rising imploringly to the ceiling above at her twin's pleading blue eyes. 'Fine, but then you gotta find a way for us to get out of here without getting caught.'
'Done.'
'Then let's get this over with.' Mikaela muttered as she stepped out of the hallway and into the dimly lit room. 'Just don't forget to tell Sparkcube to make himself smaller.'
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Bumblebee was tired; no maybe the better wording to use would be exhausted beyond all organic comprehension. He'd spent another exhausting day searching for the descendents of Captain Archibald Witwicky without success. Now all he wanted was a nice deserted place where he could fall into recharge for a few joors. Finding a suitable place for him to stop in, Bumblebee rolled to a stop and transformed before entering the dilapidated building. Starting his recharge program, Bumblebee's processor shuddered to a sudden halt as his optics took in the scene before him in stunned disbelief. Closing his recharge program he quickly rebooted his sensory systems, his Spark leaping painfully in its casing as he continued to stare unabashedly.
There lying on the dusty ground cuddled closely to each other, were the tiny forms of two sparklings deep in recharge. Honest to Primus sparklings. Sparklings that hadn't been seen since the war on Cybertron had begun and no one had been able to get the Allspark to release the created Sparks it held safe. He could remember when he was just a sparkling himself, hearing Ironhide, Prowl, Jazz and Optimus talking about the Allspark refusing to create any new sparklings, and how many were losing hope because of it.
And now on an organic planet nearly three galaxies away from his home, Bumblebee had found proof that the immature Sparks contained by the Allspark weren't lost. Sitting down on the floor near the recharging sparklings, Bumblebee leaned against the wall behind him and brought his recharge programs online again with the command settings for a light recharge, one that he could come out of the second his scanners registered the sparklings coming out of their own. His optics dimming, Bumblebee hummed happily to himself as his last sight was that of the smaller of the two sparklings scooting closer to the other one.
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Sam turned over onto his side as his systems began the slow process of rebooting after waking from recharge. Blue optics coming back online, Sam felt his fuel pump begin beating erratically as he noticed the large yellow mech leaning against the wall opposite him and his twin. Shakily reaching behind him Sam poked the femme out of recharge, his optics fixed on the now vibrant optics staring at him in…wonder?
Rubbing at the thin chest plating shielding his Spark casing from view, the wary look in his optics diminished slightly at the soothing pulses coming from Sparkcube. Feeling his twin coming online as rapidly as she was able to speed her programs into doing, Sam laid a restraining hand on her tense arm as he spoke. 'If he wanted to hurt us he would have already done it 'Kaela. I think he's just as surprised to see us as we are to see him.'
'Is he red or blue?' Mikaela asked her blue optics fixed unwaveringly on the other mech as she waited for her twin's reply.
'Sparkcube says he's blue.' Sam replied, his hand lifting to pull his visor down over his optics. 'Sides look at his optics. His are just as blue as ours are. Plus he's got a different sigil from the others.'
'You're too trusting.' Mikaela snapped as she eyed her twin. 'One of these days some red's gonna rip your Spark out because I wasn't there to stop you from being a glitch-head.'
'Right.' Sam scoffed as he elbowed his twin gently. 'And you're a trigger-happy wannabe. We're still sparklings, even if Sparkcube advanced our processing capabilities. 'Sides we're gonna go back to being normal sparklings as soon as we meet our Creators. And I don't know about you, but I'd like to stay online long enough for that to happen.'
'So what?' Mikaela asked as she stood offering a hand to her younger twin. 'Are you saying we should just trust some strange mech? How do you know he'll even help us if he finds out that the reds are looking for us?'
'Because he will.' Sam replied firmly, his hand grasping the offered help to stand. 'His optics aren't full of lies and hate like the reds are. 'Sides we gotta trust someone eventually, so why not him?'
'I still think that your processor is malfunctioning.' Mikaela grumbled half-heartedly as the twins moved to stand over the still seated unknown mech. 'If you weren't so brilliant I'd have to wish I was Sparked alone.'
'So you love me for my mind?' Sam teased, grinning unrepentantly when his sister turned a baleful glare on him. 'I guess it's better than just being loved cause I'm beautiful.'
'I changed my mind.' Mikaela deadpanned as she rolled her optics at her twin's antics. 'I think I'm beginning to wish I was an only Spark.'
'But you are an only Spark. Sparkcube says we're a divided Spark, remember? You're just older than me because you got impatient and ran off without me.'
Grabbing her twin's hand firmly with her own, Mikaela spoke calmly to the yellow 'bot watching them curiously. "My human designation is Mikaela and my twin's Samuel. Who are you?"
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A/N: This is a really old bunny that's been lurking about on my flashdrive for awhile. I dusted it off, tweaked it a bit and had no clue what to do with it other than to put it here.