SP: (Being held at sword point by a group of people) Um….look I have work and college, so I…
Thug one: You will continue to write your stories.
SP: (Sighs) I got a lot of work though, I still got to finish a pap-
Thug Two: So? Others have done it, you can to.
SP: (Grumbles) So what? I'm not supposed to have a life?
Thug Three: No, you're not. You have joined the cult of fanfiction, it will always follow you to the ends-
SP: AlRIGHT, Jeez, if people are going to kill me to write a story then I will write.
But yeah, I am really sorry for the delay in stories, college is busy, so eh. I'm tired, sick, and all the other junk with it, but I just said hey why not catch up on my writings XD
Listening to Simple Man, by Lynyrd Skynyrd
Chapter 11
Vay opened his eyes to see clear blue skies, grassy plains, and a snoring little girl next to him. He blinked rapidly and raised his arm to cover his eyes to stop a fierce white light from blinding him. "What in the hell?" Vay muttered, and winced when his voice cracked from being dry.
"So your able to move at least one arm, and able to speak at least." A voice answered from above him, and Vay blinked a few times to clear his vision and saw an Autobot in yellow with red lines on his shoulders, fore arms, and doors that hung off of his shoulder. Bright blue optics stared down at him, with the headlights at the center of his chest turned on. Vay looked around the spacious room, or more like an open infirmary for military with multiple makeshift beds on one side of the room, while fewer larger ones occupied the other side. Multiple military personnel walked around the room, not even careful about the giant alien robot standing in the middle of the room.
Vay's attention moved back to the giant medical Autobot and frowned, "What do you mean one arm, both of them feel fine." The Autobot heavily sighed as he brought a strange bluish metallic clipboard that lit up.
"According to my scans…" The robot paused for a second as he seemed to scan through his work, "this isn't possible…" He muttered to his self, as his digits quickly pushed and pulled at icons on the larger metallic clipboard. He then brought out a second one, and seemed to cross reference details on it. Vay slowly pushed himself forward as he thought back to his realistic dream, and left the doctor to his findings.
I am pretty sure that was more than a dream, Vay puzzled over, as he scratched at his bandage right arm. He then looked down to see his entire midsection bandaged, and as he looked past the grey elastic shorts he was wearing, He also saw his lower section of his right leg bandaged. And why am I so bandaged up? As he pondered this he heard a shriek, and looked in the general direction it came from, and saw Mikaela dressed in a black t-shirt with her hair pulled back, and gritty oiled stained blue jeans. Behind her was Sam in a simple brown hoodie with a white t-shirt and ripped blue jeans.
Mikaela pushed herself through all the military personnel, with Sam apologizing, and ran up and threw her arms around his midsection, and squeezed tightly, "You really got to stop doing heroic stuff." Vay rubbed the back of his head confused.
"What do you mean?" Vay asked, and Mikaela backed up, appalled for some reason.
"Don't you remember the first time?" Sam blinked a few seconds when he expected Mikaela to continued, and Vay chuckled at his gapping expression.
"Wait, so you two…?" Sam implied as he pointed a finger at Vay and his girlfriend and touched them together, and a deep crimson blush took over his face when Mikaela giggled.
"No, Sam, The first time we met." Mikaela answered, and Sam immediately became interested in the ground and started to rub the toe of his converse against it.
"Yeah, it was a few years ago I believe that we met." Vay began to slide off his bed when a giant hand stopped him. Vay looked up at the medical Autobot with a frown, and Mikaela put her hands on her hips.
"Ratchet, what gives?" Ratchet lowered the giant metal clipboard in front of Mikaela, who seemed to read through the material, and then looked at Vay shockingly, and then back at Ratchet, "Are you joking?"
"No, Miss Banes, I am not." Ratchet answered plainly, as he stood up right again, and the clipboard disappeared from sight, "Mr. Sealo, do you have any regenerative abilities of any sorts?" The medical Autobot addressed Vay, who looked confused.
"No," Vay muttered slowly, "is there something wrong with me?" Mikaela and Ratchet shared a look, who then sighed.
"Well there is a few things that is wrong at the moment, but I will just talk about your injuries." Ratchet held out a small device in his hand, and a holographic image of Vay's previous condition came up. Vay looked it over, while Sam and Mikaela conversed silently. He saw how one of the bones completely broke through, the three fractured ribs, and the clean break in his arm. He saw the multipble cuts in his back that was caused by the glass of Barricade's windshield.
Wait…. Vay volted straight up onto his legs and looked directly at the CMO, "Where is Barricade?!" Sam and Mikaela looked ad Vay's fierce expression, and Ratchet pointed over toward one of the large medical beds in the hangar. Vay looked over and saw a recharging Barricade, fully fixed, but chained down. Vay looked back up at Ratchet angrily, "Is that really necessary?"
Ratchet crossed his arms across his chassis, "We cannot currently trust him as of yet, as he is a Decepticon, while we cannot fully trust you either." Vay gritted his teeth from making a retort, and sat back down on the make-shift bed.
"Whatever." Vay muttered, and he mentally sagged in relief from the close call from the other day. "You are the main doctor, right?" Vay asked Ratchet, who gave a curt nod, "Can you tell me why he didn't move when that other cop car tried to slam into him?" Vay looked at everyone's face, at Mikaela's and Sam's sadden expressions, and Ratchet's grimmer one.
"I cannot give you details about the matter; it is a personal affair that you cannot be a part of." Ratchet stated bluntly, and Vay could feel the tense air getting tighter around him. He remained silent as Ratchet continued his examination of Vay's body. When Ratchet spoke back up, Vay continued not to talk, "The reason Barricade did not move is the energon lines were pressed close together and slightly pinched because of the damage. It would take him a few minutes to actually get moving since…" Ratchet continued to explain about Barricade's condition, that Sam and Vay didn't understand, who just nodded, while Mikaela added her own additions to it, clearly hearing all this before.
"…That is why Barricade couldn't move." Ratchet concluded, with a confused Sam and Vay.
"Uh-huh…" Vay cracked his knuckles, and stretched out his body, "So do I get to leave now or what?" Vay asked, and Ratchet shook his head.
"No," He denied, "You are possibly working for the decepticons, so we have to keep you here to conclude otherwise." Vay sighed as he looked back up at Ratchet.
"I'm not working for the Decepticons, I helped out Barricade for another reason all together honestly." Vay retorted, and Ratchet shook his helm. Mikaela and Sam shared a look, while Ratchet's optics dimmed.
"So," Sam began, "Why did save Barricade?" Vay looked over at Mikaela, confuse.
"So you didn't tell them?" Vay questioned, and Mikaela gave a half-hearted shrug.
"It didn't seem my right to tell," Mikaela answered, and crossed her arms, "and I couldn't really explain it anyway, you kinda did it in a rush." Mikaela explained, and Vay gave a frustrated groan.
"Great, now they think I'm helping giant evil robots, wonderful." Vay fell back on the make-shift bed and sighed as Ratchet's optics brighten back up, and looked down at the group of teens.
"Optimus and Major Lennox will like to see you." Vay looked up, confused, and looked over at Sam and Mikaela.
"Who?"
Sam and Mikaela shared a glance, and Sam was the first to answer, "Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots, and Major Lennox was Will that you met the other day." Vay gave a nod of thanks as he got off the make-shift bed, and looked around.
"Can I get a shirt; I don't want to go in there half naked." Vay requested, "If you have my jacket I would prefer that. " He looked over to Sam and Mikaela, with a frown again on his face, "And have you two happened to pick up my sunglasses?" They shook their heads, and Vay sighed.
Ratchet kneeled down and Vay looked at him squarely in the optic, "I'm sorry Mr. Sealo, but your jacket was ripped from the multiple glass shards that entered it," He pushed his hand toward Vay, and had fold white t-shirt in the center of his hand.
Vay took it and pulled It on, "Thanks, I guess we can go now."
Ratchet shook his head, "I will not be going with you, I have to stay here and make sure to watch Barricade when he comes out of recharge, but Optimus sent someone to pick you three up."
"Oh, Well thanks again Ratchet." Vay replied, and then proceeded to follow Sam and Mikaela out of the hangar. As they walked Vay noticed the multiple military personnel barely glancing at him, suspicious clearly written on their faces. Vay focused back to where Mikaela and Sam where talking and joking, and Vay receded back to think about the last few things that had happen.
I remember a dream about green field and cloudless sky, but not much else. Then there is the fact I shouldn't even be walking right now, and let's not forget that most of the other people on this base hate me for some reason of helping out a robot. Vay rubbed the palm of his right hand in his eye as he tried to make since of everything, and groaned when the trio walked out into the desert's heat and sunlight. Vay shielded his eyes so they could adjust, and cursed his self, and It doesn't help that I lost my shades. Vay thought miserably.
Vay looked around the large military base, the multiple people moving around, and shivered. Definitely not a fan of crowds. "So do you guys have any idea who is picking us up?" Vay asked, and forced the couple to turn around, with Sam rubbing the back of his head.
"Well it can't be Bee, He had to go do something for Optimus, and at this time of day Ironhide is cleaning his cannons." Sam yawned, and look between Mikaela and Vay. "So what is the story between you and Vay anyway?"
"Well," Mikaela began, "it was right after my dad went to jail, so about," Mikaela turned toward the Clairvoyant with a questioning look, " Eight years ago?"
Vay gave a small nod and picked up there, "My dad was on a business trip, and he couldn't get a baby sitter to watch me, so he took me along." At that moment they heard a car began to pull up, and the trio turned around to see who it was.
Vay clenched and unclenched his teeth for a few minutes, and crossed his arms, "He sent the guy who nearly killed me…wonderful." Vay retorted sarcastically as Prowl's holoform got out. He wore the typical stereotypical old cop show uniform, without the big blue hat on his head. His eyes were a dull blue color compare to most of the bright reds and blues he had seen before. His hair was a simple brown color, and so short that it would be a waste of time to even style it, and his pale bleached skin barely drawn any attention. The one true thing though that drew everyone's attention was the nasty looking series of scars that were etched unto the pale face, which were slightly pinkish. The most apparent was the five ragged ones that went down his left eye.
"My name is Prowl, human." The Cop said without remorse, as if void of emotion. Vay crossed his arms as the two stared at each other neither budging in conversation, or action. Sam and Mikaela shared a look and both shrugged. After a few minutes, Vay groaned, and rubbed his eyes.
"Look no hard feelings okay?" Vay muttered, and Prowl just sighed.
"What I did was illogical and over reactive, I did not access the situation before acting. I was told to apologize, but I do not feel remorse for my actions." Prowl stated, emotionless. Vay looked at him with a eye ridge arched.
"So you trying to kill someone who is excusable?" Vay asked, and when Prowl gave no answer, the clairvoyant gritted his teeth and fiercely muttered, "Aren't you supposed to be part of the good guys?"
"This is not just a simple good or bad side, this is for avenge, human." Sam and Mikaela tensed and tried to get Vay's attention, who just simply ignored them.
"Did Barricade do it? Because if he didn't then you have no righ-"
"I HAVE EVERY RIGHT!" Vay shot his mouth at the loud interruption from Prowl, whose eyes were a fiery blue. "You organics do not understand us at all! You cannot have the connection's we have!" Prowl walked up to Vay and grabbed his collar, "You are so pathetic, trying to understand me, but you will never will, Humans can never have a connection like ours." Prowl's holoform suddenly disappeared, and his doors open. Vay coughed slightly as he rubbed his neck, and looked over at Sam and Mikaela.
"So is anyone one going to tell me what is going on?" Vay asked, but both remained silent, " So I take that as a no. The trio then moved toward Prowl, Vay in the passenger seat, and Mikaela and Sam occupying the back.
It was a silent ride as Vay watched the scenery constantly changing. The large buildings, large sand dunes in the distance, and a fence with a multiple roads on the inside of it. He looked back at Sam and Mikaela who were be quiet, and Vay sighed. Vay moved his hand, out of habit, to straighten his shades, and cursed. I wish I knew where they were.
Barricade's optics slowly onlined, and made a audible groan. He looked around the medic area, and saw the Autobot's CMO walking over. Barricade checked his systems, and found that in the time of the forced recharge, he had his armor fixed and replaced, the pressured energon lines in his system were now relieved from the pressure, and the only thing that was left was a few more scars that added to the ones before. Barricade noticed the chains that held him down, but calmly laid there until Ratchet had moved toward him.
"You relaxed and comfortable?" Ratchet smirked while Barricade forced out a annoyed snort. "Well how about a massage? Maybe some oil?" Ratchet sarcastically asked, and Barricade growled.
"Maybe undoing the chains will help, 'bot." Barricade stated, and Ratchet chuckled.
"No can do, We can't trust you as of yet." Ratchet waved around a wrench, and Barricade grunted, not realizing what was about to happen.
"Stupid Autobots."
DING!
The three teens soon arrived at the designated area, and Prowl opened his doors to allow the three teens to get out, who then proceeded to transform. Being mostly a silvery white body anyway, he had only two black streaks that went the left and right side of his chassis, and exactly parallel. Vay looked up, and was surprised to see those ragged scars on his holoform actually transferred, and the wires that Vay saw were slightly lighter color than the black wires.
"Optimus and William Lennox are in the meeting room, I suggest you do use your manners and respect them." The SIC instructed as he entered into larger hangar than the others. Vay Stayed still as he watched as Sam and Mikaela moved toward the hangar, not even slightly worried. Vay hesitated, and Prowl stared down at him. "Are you scared, human?"
Vay rolled his eyes at such a underrated statement, "No, more like cautious." Which caused Prowl to give Vay the first emotion on his faceplates, quizzical.
"That does not make sense, if you use caution, then you would have not jumped in front of me so quickly." Prowl tried to make sense of, but Vay shook his head.
"There is a lot of things that doesn't make sense with me." Vay muttered, and followed Sam and Mikaela into the large hangar. Prowl soon followed behind the clairvoyant, keeping a close optic on him. Vay remained quiet with his thoughts, as he exited the hot dry air of the desert, and into the cool, and large hangar. Vay saw Sam and Mikaela had walked up a metal walkway and were sitting at a large wooden table, and both were talking to the now military garbed man, Will Lennox. Vay jogged up the metallic steps, barefooted, and soon reached the table. Will had papers sprayed out on the table, and was looking through them, a scowl placed on his face.
"I cannot believe they are sending some half- assed politician to try and be the Autobots convoy." Will rubbed his eyes, and tried to erase the tiredness in his eyes. As Vay approached, his head moved upward, sighed, and stacked the papers and push them away for a few moments. "Back to the being alive I see." He greeted, and held out his hand.
Vay looked at the hand numbly, and backed at Will, "Sorry, but you probably will understand that I don't shake hands with people I don't trust." Will looked at him, questions forming in his eyes, but Vay just shook his head. "I'm in a place where I don't even know where I am at, I don't have any of my possessions, and the guy who nearly killed me drove us here."
"I see." Will lowered his hand as he sat back down in his chair, and rubbed his eyes again. "You can take a seat." Will suggested, with a wave of his hand, and in which the clairvoyant refused.
"Sorry, but I feel more comfortable standing, but thanks for the offer." Mikaela and Sam shared another concerned look, but Will just chuckled.
"You were right when you said you didn't trust us."
"Of course I wasn't." Vay crossed his arms, and leaned against the railing, eyes close, and thinking. I can barely wrap my mind around all of this, yeah I have visions, but the giant alien robots is still hard to wrap my mind around….
As Vay emerged himself in his thoughts, Will's phone went off, and Will automatically picked it up without a second thought. "Hello, Maria." Will listened closely, and cussed sofly, "Damn, I will be there as soon as possible." After he hung up, Will dialed in another number, and waited it to be picked up. "Ironhide, listen….no I'm fine, but Annabelle has….I would really appreciate it…thanks, 'hide." After he hung up the phone again, and slammed his fists into the table, and made Vay reopen his eyes. "I will kill rip out that seekers throat when I see him next time!"
"Seeker?" Vay questioned, and Prowl spoke since he first entered the hanger.
" They are what you basically called fighter jets, in their alt-form. They are extremely dangerous, and have cause a lot emotional distress to the Autobots and Nest." Prowl explained, and Will shot him a glare.
"Prowl it is not his information to know that." Will stated, and Prowl shrugged.
"Barricade would have told him eventually, so it's better to tell him now-"
"Not if it deals with peoples personal lives." Will fumed, and Vay mouthed the words at Sam and Mikaela 'what's going on', who both ha d sad looks in their eyes. Will leaned back his eyes closed as he huffed his chest out. What the hell is going on? Vay thought as he closed his eyes again, or until he heard someone else enter the hangar. Vay cracked his eyes for a second, closed them, and a few more seconds later shot open to gaped at the new figure.
There stood a tall Autobot, taller than the rest. He walked in with confidence, a demanding presence, but also one that radiated kindness. Optics of the brightest blue he had ever seen. The mech had red and blue flames decorating his whole entire body. He walked with a steady pace, one that did not falter. He looked around the tensed room, and his eyes landed on a angered Will. This must be Optimus, Vay thought, and watched as he spoke.
"Is it Annabelle, Will?" Will replied with a curt nod, and Optimus nodded, "Then I will keep this short." Prime's optics turned toward and focused on Vay, after giving a welcomed nod toward Vay and Mikaela. "Vay Sealo, If I am correct?"
Vay remained silent for a few moments before speaking, "You are correct, sir." Three pairs of eyes looked at him surprised, while Optimus features was graced with a small smile.
"How are your wounds, Ratchet just told me that it is impossible that you should be up and moving the way you are." Optimus asked, concerned laced in his voice.
Vay rolled his shoulders, and then shrugged, "A little sore here and there, but overall, I feel fine." The Clairvoyant replied, and Optimus nodded again.
"May I asked a very personal question now?" He asked gently, and Vay gave a small unsure nod. "Why are you living alone?"
Vay clenched his teeth, and unclenched them as stared at Prime, " I just could not live with my father anymore."
"And why did you jump in front of Prowl the other day?"
And that is chapter 11. Yeah a lot stuff happened in the story this time around. But the farther we delve into the story, more mysteries come about. Come back for the next installment to find out.