Orian rode the school bus home with SilverStorm in silence, for some reason he couldn't get his mind off of Megatronus. The bot seemed sad and angry at the same time, Orian looked over to SilverStorm, she was chatting away with Ratchet about some science fair project they had coming up. He had to talk to somebody; normally he would talk to SilverStorm about everything but today he needed to talk with someone who was older, wiser, his boss. Orian had started working in the Iacon Hall of Records two years ago in the eighth grade. His boss Alpha Trion was possibly the wisest person he knew, though he wouldn't say it aloud, wiser than his father. He had work at after school from 4:00 in the evening to 7:00 at night, it was only three hours but it was fun to work amongst history and with his own thoughts. "Orian! Orian!" Orian felt his body moving vigorously back and forth in a shaking motion, snapping him from his thoughts. "Man Orian you were out of it." Ratchet laughed picking up his huge, book, filled backpack. Orian looked confused, to which SilverStorm picked up on. "We are home bro, see. Ratchets spending the day because his parents are coming over for dinner." Orian thought for a moment, and then remembered. "Sorry I was lost in thought."
"You looked like you were light-years away." SilverStorm laughed as they exited the school bus. Orian laughed, "Not that far away, maybe someday." SilverStorm rolled her eyes "whatever Orian, it's not like we are ever going to get the chance to go to let's say…earth for instances. I mean come on it cost like thousands of dollars to go even on one space trip to Velocitron. Earth would be like a million?" Ratchet nodded in agreement, "heck even on a Field Medics salary I would never be able to afford it. Once I pass school that is." Orian sighed, "Never give up hope on dreams."
Megatronus sank into the corner of his bedroom near his bed. All he heard was yelling and metal slamming together. It never ended, before school and after. He hated being home, he hated his father. All he wanted was to leave home and take his mother with him. She loved him and always tried to take the punch for him, but nothing or no one could really protect him. Megatronus sighed, what better way to get his mind off of what was happening outside his room then to plan this year's mischief. Megatron picked up his phone and dialed StarScream's number. "StarScream its Megatronus, I have been thinking."
"As have I."
"Any thoughts?"
"Here's what I have…" StarScream began to tell Megatronus his plan, "It's very simply but we begin simple we will see how "Nice" this Orian really is." Megatronus laughed, "Indeed."
Orian was looking through some newly acquired records documenting them according to alphabetical order and placing them into their correct file drawers or data pad folders. "Orian." Orian turned at the sound of his name, "Yes Sir, Alpha Trion." Alpha Trion looked right into Orians eyes, which made Orian shifted uncomfortable, Alpha Trion had a way of making a bot feel like he was seeing into his very spark. "You wished to speak to me?" Orian shook his head, "yes Sir, I am in need of some advice." Alpha Trion motioned for the young bot to come into his office. Orian walked into his mentor's office, "What would you like to speak with me about young one." Orian looked to his mentor, "There is this bot at school, and he is the wrestling jock and the bully of the school. We ride the same bus to school every day, he sits all alone by the window with the saddest look on his face. I can't seem to get him out of my mind." Alpha Trion seemed to be staring into the distance but he was thinking. "What do you think you should do?" Alpha Trion always tried to make Orian think about what he should do, and not always depend on another to decide for him. Orian thought, "be…nice, keep trying to get through?" Alpha Trion kept the same face, "I did not want you to answer my question with a question, and I need you to know what to do." Orian thought for a moment more, "I should treat him with respect and kindness, without expecting it in return." Alpha Trion smiled, "Indeed my student, you are correct. You have a kind heart Orian; always remember that kindness will always win over evil, even when the kindness seems rejected." Orian nodded. "Thank-you sir." Alpha Trion nodded, "Now back to work my pupil." Orian left Alpha Trion's office, he didn't understand way Alpha Trion referred to him as his pupil or student but he figured he wouldn't ask.
The next day at school started out normal, the bus ride to school was the usual conversation time between friends, except for Orian still couldn't help but feel sorry for the big silver wrestling jock by the window. Orian watched Megatronus as they walked into the school, something suspicious was going on. Megatronus met up with three others, they whispered for a moment then walked inside. Orian rose in eyebrow to himself what was going on.
Megatronus looked both directions, before walking up to Orians locker and using the locker codes he had "acquired" punching the locker code into the screen Orians locker opened, Megatronus smirked when he saw what was inside, books and data pads full of history, a few family photos attached to the door, and a lunch bag at the bottom. "Let's see how nice you are after you are accused of something that you didn't do." Slamming the locker closed and leaving the items within the locker.
The school bell rang as classes let out for lunch, "I need to grab my lunch from my locker I will meet you and Ratchet there." Orian walked to his locker and punched in the code, opening it to find an unfamiliar backpack filled with a weird purple-blue powered substance. "What is this?" Orian thought pulling a bag out, "Dude! What are you thinking?!" A bot next to him yelled. Orian looked stunned, "What's wrong?" the bot next to him eyes widen as he quickly closed his locker and walked the other direction. Orian looked after him with a confused look, "Mr. Pax, just preciously what do you think you are doing with that?" Orian jumped a little and turned to see the Principal standing looking over his shoulder at what he had in the bag. "Sir?"
"You hear me Pax. I received an anonymous tip that one of my students was selling drugs within the school. I just didn't expect it to be you. Really Pax you should be ashamed of yourself four days into school and your already selling drugs." Orian shook his head, "no sir, this is not mine. I found it when I opened up my locker."
"Don't lie to me Pax, Your coming with me. I must inform the authorities and conduct a full scale investigation." The Principle grabbed Orian by the arm and the backpack in other, he marched him straight to his office. Orian looked around, everybot was shaking their heads in disappointment, a few whispered. "Who would do that and why?"
Ratchet and SilverStorm sat at their table waiting for Orian to come, "he sure is taking a while. Maybe he is talking to someone." SilverStorm nodded and looked around, "Why is everyone looking at me?" Ratchet looked around too and noticed that everyone was whispering in their little huddles, stealing glances at SilverStorm. Ratchet noticed his older brother Flywheel coming his direction. "Flywheel what gives?" he asked. Flywheel looked at his brother in shock, "You…you haven't heard?" he said looking back and forth. "No." both Ratchet and SilverStorm said in unison. Flywheel looked down, "I hate to be the one to tell you two but they found drugs in Orians locker." SilverStorm stood up abruptly, "I don't believe it!" She shouted. Ratchet grabbed her arm, "SilverStorm lets to figure this out, and are they in the principal's office?" Flywheel nodded, "Yah but the cops are on their way." SilverStorm felt fury building up in here, "Let's go Ratchet, I don't believe this, not my brother!" She said pulling Ratchet behind her.
Orian sat with his face in his hands as his parents came running through the office door, "Orian darling!" Flicka knelt next to her son, Cosmotron sat in the chair next to him. "Son is there something you need to tell me?" Orian looked up with tears in his eyes, "With my entire spark dad, I swear it's not mine, I have no idea whose it is." Flicka hugged her son, "We believe you darling, but whose is it?" Orian shook his head, "I don't know, I just opened my locker and there it was." Cosmotron rubbed his sons back and watched as the cops entered the building, "Just tell the truth son." Orian looked with fear to his father as cops come into the office. "Son, are you Orian Pax?" Orian shook his head yes with tears still stinging his eyes. "And these are your parents I take it." Flicka and Cosmotron nodded their heads. "Son, I think you know why you're here. My name is Sergeant Burnside. I need you to tell me the truth son. Were those drugs yours?" Orian looked the Sergeant in the eyes, "Sir, it's not mine." Sergeant Burnside knelt down looking Orian in the eyes, "I hope you're telling the truth son, we will found out." The Sergeant walked over to the principle and began to talk with him.
SilverStorm and Ratchet ran through the halls of the school just as they came into view of the principal's office cops began to walk through the door. Ratchet grabbed SilverStorm, "We can't go in there." SilverStorm looked back and Ratchet then back to the office. "What's going to happen?" she quietly sobbed.
Megatronus kept a straight face as the cops questioned random students, searching lockers, and looking around. "Excuse me son." Megatronus glared at the cop, "I'm not your son." The cop looked at Megatronus in the eye, "Sorry kid, I need an honest answer to my question. Did Orian Pax ever offer you drugs? Have you ever seen him offering drugs to anyone inside or outside of school?" Megatronus looked at the ground acting disappointed, "Yes sir. He did try to sell me some on the first day, said it was how he was going to make the top of the school. He was going to take it over by selling the drugs and stuff. I said no." The officer stood to a full height, "Why did you not report it?" Megatronus answered "I thought maybe he would see the error and stop, I tried to talk him out of it but he said that he was going to do it." The cop looked a Megatronus one last time with pursed lips, "Thank-you for your cooperation."