Disclaimier: I don't own anything from Transformers, it all belongs to Hasbro. Though I wished I owned it...
Danni woke with a start, again. Optimus had come to an erupt halt, which almost sent her flying towards the window, though, just in time, her seatbelt had fastened itself around her chest, keeping her secured in her seat. Looking through the window, she saw a military looking man holding his hand towards them as a stop sign. All had stopped, though everyone had almost crashed into eachother, and Sideswipe was wailing about how Leadfoot had chipped his paint job, while the wrecker just laughed at him. The man came towards Optimus, putting his hand on the grill. "I'm going to have to ask you to get out of the vehicle sir."
Danni shook her head in disbelief. Was this guy serious? Didn't he know an Autobot, Optimus Prime of all of them, when he saw one? He must have been new to the whole, government friends with the Autobots, either that or he had lost a contact. Optimus just stayed in place, engine rumbling. The mans eyebrows furrowed at him. "Sir, can you please get out of the vehicle." He persisted. Nothing but silence.
Now that guy looked angry. Stomping off to the door, he knocked on it. "SIR! I've been asking nicely! Now come out peacefully or I'll make you come out myself!" He growled. Optimus just stood his ground, not making a single noise. The man boiled with anger, veins popping out on his head. "YOU ASKED FOR THIS!" He flung the door open, and his jaw slacked down. The only thing in there was a ten year old girl. No driver.
Then, he realized who this was. His face became red and hot with embarrassment, and he saluted to the truck. "O-Optimus Pr-Prime sir!" He stuttered, looking weak in the knee. "I-I-I didn't know it was you sir!" An older looking soldier face palmed, and walked over to the younger recruit, slapping him upside the head. The man rubbed the back of his head, looked at his superior, and sulked away, full of shame of what he had just done.
"General Rodick, at your service." He said in a deep voice.
"Hello, General Rodick." Optimus greeted, engines rumbling as he moved forward slightly. "Now, my team and I would like to pass." Rodick nodded, and Optimus stared to move past him. But the General stopped him again, eyes locked onto Danni, who cowered to the corner at the stare. "What is wrong now General." Optimus asked. Rodick opened his door again, and grabbed her arm with his very large and sweaty hand, pulling her out of the rig.
Rodick grunted, pointing to Danni, who didn't like this man one bit. "She's got to come with us. All immigrates have to go to the camp." He growled, eyes still on Danni. Her arm felt like it was losing circulation from his tight grip, and she wriggled around, trying to use his sweat to slip away, but his grip only became tighter at her struggles. She didn't want to go with the man, he was scary looking with that pink scar going across the left side of his face. And Optimus seemed like he didn't want her to go with the General either.
He transformed, parts clicking into place as metal plates grinded against eachother, to form the body of a giant robot. His glowing optics stared down at the man, though he seemed totally unflustered by the whole scene, his grip as firm as ever. Optimus bended down, getting face to face with him. "She will be coming with us General." Optimus said, holding his servo towards the ground. Danni watched as the other Autobots transformed behind him, stretching their arms and legs.
But the General just shook his head. "No. She will be coming for debriefing to see if she has one of those Decepticon trackers." He shot her a glare, and Danni crumpled away from him. Why was he so mean to her? She didn't do anything to him, she barely just met him! She had nothing to do with those mechanical monsters, and just wanted to stay with Optimus. But, because of her shy nature, didn't speak up, only stood there, looking to Optimus with pleading eyes.
Optimus actually wanted her to stay with them, feeling the strong urge to protect her. It was either his parental instincts kicking in, or because he knew she wouldn't have anything to go to, and have no one to care for her. Her shyness would just make it worse for her, and when people would try to help her, she would probably be too shy to speak, and people would just give up trying to help her, and ignore her. Optimus knew she needed him. He seemed to be the only one she trusted. Optics narrowing at the man, he easily pushed him away from Danni, who quickly ran behind Optimus' leg. "As I said General," Optimus voice had slight anger in it. "She will be coming with us."
Now the man couldn't argue. There was no way he could win an argument with a 30 foot tall robot. The General just stepped out of the way, letting them pass. Optimus nodded towards him, and looked kindly down at the Human Sparkling at his feet. He picked her up in his servo, gently placing her onto his shoulder, and walking past the General, some of the Autobots behind him only giving him a slight side glance. Though when Will passed him, they gave eachother a small salute.
"Major Lennox."
"General Rodick."
The group traveled past the military men, making their way towards a camp in the distance. Danni felt uneasy being so high up, but felt like a giant compared to everything down below. So this was how Optimus saw things. Huh. She must be tiny. Leaning over to the side of his large shoulder, she looked at the other Humans below. Carly had curled herself into Sam, and the young man stroked her blonde hair in comfort. Will shook his head, kicking a pebble as he walked, and Epps walked alongside his friend, looking distant.
The Autobots were no better. Roadbuster looked towards the heavens, Ratchet mumbled under his breath, counting his fingers and his mumbles got quieter. Optimus knew what he was doing though. He was counting the ones he couldn't save. The medic always did that after a battle, to make himself more determined next time. Sideswipe looked towards the ground, never letting his optics looked away from the earth. The three wreckers, Roadbuster, Leadfoot and Topspin, talked quietly to eachother, glancing behind them occasionally. Bumblebee shook his helm, running a servo past it, and Dino just looked forward with a blank stare.
At least they had a safe place to lay their heads down. For now.
