I've been debating on either to put Phoenix's backstory on this site or not, but I gave in and decided to share how my oc came to be.~~
The Lost Beginning
Weeks went by and Rosie would make sure she would visit Phoenix every day. They would spend the
day flying in the sky, discovering the different life forms in the surrounding woods, or telling her bot
friend everything she would need to know about humans (or organics). Phoenix became more and more
fascinated with Rosie.s kind with every story that she told. There would be days were she would want to
ask; if she could follow Rosie back into the city, but the memory of her first encounter with the organic
Fanzone held her back. Perhaps it would be better if she stayed where she was.
It turned out; Rosie received most of her knowledge through different books. Every time she visited she
would bring a different one for her and Phoenix to share. There was one particular book that Phoenix
found interesting; it was a book of songs, but instead of words it was filled with lines and notes. "Want
me to teach you how to sing?" Rosie asked. "Oh no that's ok, I don't think I can anyway"
"Sure you can! heard you humming before. You sound like you have a great voice" Phoenix's
faceplate burned up.
"No, I-I don't think so, it.s one thing to hum but another to actually sing." Rosie gave a sarcastic glare.
"Go on; pick a song and show you how it goes." Unable to actually read the small print, she gave in and
flipped the small book to a random page.
"Alright. So this is how it goes..." she strummed the guitar strings and sang the notes, then Phoenix
would repeat. Within a week.s time Phoenix could sing every song in the book from memory. It even
came to a point; when Rosie wasn't around that she would even make up her own.
As a month went by she could never seem to get the constant question out of her processor; what was
she? She could be an autobot, but they didn.t fly. She would always ask Rosie when she came back from
street performing; "Have you heard or seen any of the autobots?" but Rosie.s answers were always the
same, "No, not yet," or "I think I'm getting close." Phoenix was becoming impatient, but she knew she
couldn't be mad at Rosie. She was after all the one who was actually trying.
Board, lying in patch of grass, she gazed into the empty afternoon sky, twirling a small daisy between
her fingers. Just as she was about to zone out, a small silhouette appeared "Hey Phinny!" Rosie
exclaimed.
"What up?" The little girl crawled over the bots shoulder and sat on her chassie. "What would you say if
I found..."
"No way!" Phoenix shot up slightly as not to throw off the small organic. "Way! I found an autobot!" she
threw her arms up. "Ahh! That's awesome! So when are they coming here?"
"What? Oh no, were going to them! Turns out my friend Mac has been working with one this whole
time!" Phoenix.s smile faded and spark started to race "The one who works at the dump?" Rosie nodded,
smiling "That's him. Don't worry, I know a way there so no one can see us." Breathing a sigh of relief;
Phoenix nodded. "Let's go!" Rosie took off westward into the woods.
"It's ok," Phoenix whispered to herself "You can do this." With a large *gulp* she made her way
through the branches.
Back on Cybertron: "You'll be glad to know sir, that no one was seriously hurt." Wheeljack explained,
as he and Ultra Magnus walked through the rubble and avoiding the other bots removing large pieces of
rubble, burnt monitors and damaged parts.
"That is good to hear, but what of the subject? Have you been able to find its signal?"
"Not yet sir, but knowing its transporting capabilities it could be anywhere in the galaxy by now."
Preceptor answered.
"Still, even if there is only a small chance, it is absolutely urgent that we find them." The large built,
mech made his way to the burnt and broken chamber, staring at it vigorously.
Another blue mech came in; the state of the lab caught his attention as his optics widened looking
around. "Whoa, what happened here?" The two scientist bots turned and stared blankly, "It appears,"
Preceptor pushed his 'glasses'. in place "that the sample you gave us Sentinel Prime; had somehow
infected and malfunctioned all the systems."
Panicking, Sentinel tried to think of what he did best; what or who he could throw the blame on
"What? I-It couldn.t have been...it must have been faulty wiring or something." He could just see the
damaged chamber "So, then what happened to..." Wheeljack cut in "Flew off during the explosion,
searching for it as we speak." Sentinel cleared his throat "Well if there is anything you need help with in
your search Ultra Magnus sir, I am willing to assist." Wheel jack and Preceptor rolled there optics.
Ultra Magnus did not look away from the chamber. "Very well Sentinel. Depending on our search; I
might just take you up on that offer." A small shine caught his eye, he bend over the chamber a picked up
a tiny piece of purple coloured metal; hidden in one of the bottom corners.
"Let us hope that no one else has found her yet."
~~"You know I can just fly us over instead of...gah! Going through all these trees!" Phoenix hid behind a
wing; protecting herself from high branches. "Well ya know, you did say that you didn't want to be seen,
and I don't think a giant, fire covered, metal bird is not going to draw people's attention." Rosie mocked.
"Fine, are we there yet?"
"Almost" she ran through the last few rows of trees until they came to the top of a hill. Down below was
miles upon miles of garbage.
Phoenix always thought that the dump would smell bad, she was wrong...it was smelled worse.
Covering her nose they set off down the hill and made their way through; trying not to step on any
'mysterious' looking food...or, what they thought was they spotted a large clearing, with human.s scurrying around in orange vest and hard hats.
There was loud rock music echoing, as well as the shouting from the work men, and the screeching from
bulldozers.
"Stay here" Rosie ordered. Phoenix nodded and watched from behind one of the trash hills. As Rosie
looked around, Phoenix could not help but notice; none of the men never really noticed or were even
bothered by the small child walking through. She finally caught site of the largest man, the only one with
a red vest."Mac!" Rosie waved while she ran up to him. He smiled when he saw her running and opened his arms.
She jumped into them.
"Hey Rosie, What you doing here squirt?" Hugging his neck she looked up with puppy dog eyes "I
wanted to ask; if your autobot friend was here"
"Oh that's right I haven't introduced you to him yet. I'm sure he's around here somewhere." He picked
her up and walked to the back of the clearing and shouted "Hey! Wreck-Gar! You there? Got someone
here to see ya!" A small section of trash shifted, and then suddenly flew up in the air as an orange mech
popped up like giving a surprise.
"Hello! I am Wreck-gar!"
"That's him?" Phoenix thought, "Well that.s what you get when you come looking in a dump I guess."
Rosie and Mac laughed as Wreck-gar tripped trying to work his way out of the garbage. The other
workers also laughed and said hello, obviously knowing the happy bot well.
"Haha! Hey buddy; say hello to my little friend here. Rosie this is Wreck-gar, Wreack-gar, Rosie"
"Hello, I am happy to meet you!" He extended a finger for her to shake.
"Hi, are you really an autobot?" Rosie asked,"Why yes! Yes I am!" He puffed out his chessie proudly,
pointing to the small red icon in the center. Phoenix placed her hand over her chessie. She never noticed
the gap there until now.
"Great! I have someone I want to show you guys!" Mac allowed Rosie down and watched her disappear
behind a trash hill. "Come on!" She waved her over. Nerves caught up with Phoenix again and started to
slightly shake, "I-I dunno."
"Who ya got back there squirt?" Mac called.
"You wanted to me to find an autobot, and there he is, now go! He won.t bite." Phoenix remained
shaking. She sighed "It doesn't hurt to know new people Phoenix. Besides this guy looks fun." The
femme thought deeply. She nodded "right." Slowly but surely she slowly emerged from behind
the trash pile.
"Well be!" Mac cried, as the rest of the workers stopped and stared. Phoenix could not help but feel
embarrassed. Her faceplate burned up.
"Hi there friend of Rosie! I am Wreck-gar!" Wreck-gar waved excitingly. Phoenix blushed, "hehe, so
heard."
Mac tipped his hat back so he could see better, "Now where did you come from?" he asked cheerfully.
"Too be honest...I have no idea. I just sort of ...woke up here."
He scratched his head in confusion, "Woke
up?" Rosie popped from behind the femme's ankle, "She was the thing that crashed in the park!"
"Oh, so you made that dent in the ground eh?" Mac wiped his brow. Phoenix rubbed her head in
embarrassment. "Well...ya."
"Meh don't worry about it, we won't tell anyone. Right boys!"
"Right! Sure!" they replied back.
Wreck-gar threw his arms up "Horray! Let's celebrate our new secret friend; uh...what was your name
again?"
"Phoenix"
"Phoenix!" He announced. The workers cheered.
"Hey! Let's get some tunes going!" someone cried. Another worker tuned up the volume on a beat box,
as the others drank or danced to the beat. Mac lifted Rosie onto his shoulder as she moved to the music.
Wreck-Gar did a strange jig that made Phoenix laugh. He quickly took her hand and swung her around
making her dance with him. It took a few moments for her to catch up with the beat but eventually she
moved her body to the rythem and found herself enjoying the swing dance with the garbage mech.
"Woo-hoo!"
Mac and Rosie sat on the top of a parked bulldozer, as the workers sat around them cheered and whistled
on the dancing bots. "Ya! Go Phinny!" she cried. Phoenix couldn't stop laughing; this was just too much
fun! After the song ended they stopped dancing as another song started.
An idea popped in Rosie's head "Hey Phoenix! You know this song right?" the bot looked over "What?
Um, ya I think so."
"Why don't you sing it?" Mac suddenly became interested, " never heard of a singing bot before.
Why not give it a shot?" The other workers started to cheer.
"I really don't think so..."
"Why not? Singing is fun!" Wreck-gar pulled a broken microphone from the trash pile on his back and
started to sing (horribly) into it. Everyone covered their ears. Mac waved his hand to get his attention "Uh,
hey buddy why don't we give Phoenix a try huh?"
"Sure thing!" he hands it over to her, "Here ya go!"
"Um, right...thanks" she could feel all the faces staring at her, the pressure started to build. She took a
deep sigh, closed her optics and listened to the music. Feeling the rhythm, hearing the words, her lips
started to move, like they had a life of their own.
You spin me inside, outside,
You know you hold me so tight,
We'll dance and party all night,
Mambo Mambo Mamboleo!
So kiss me in the moonlight,
You know that always feels right,
We'll dance and party all night,
Mambo Mambo Mamboleo!
All the workers around her including Mac and Rosie started to clap to the beat, with Wreck-Gar moving
to the song. Phoenix also suddenly found herself moving to her own voice until once again she was
dancing with Wreck-Gar, having the time of her life. Even if she was singing into a broken microphone.
~~~Meanwhile on the other side of the yard, an empty construction site was being inhabited by two
contructacons. The duo were busying themselves; trying to construct their own personal home from the
spare pieces lying around.
"Hey Mix, where should I put this piece?" Scrapper shouted, lifting a large beam over his shoulder.
"I don't know ya clamp! You figure it out!" The wider bot was busy stacking up large metal titles until a
funky beat reached his audio censors.
"Uh, Mix you okay?"
"Shut it motor mouth, I hear somethin'" Straining his censors he looked around until he found where the
signal was it was the strongest. "It's coming from over there!" he pointed beyond the fenced off dump
area. Dropping everything Mixmaster stomped on the fence line squishing it like a bug (or organic) with
Scrapper following behind.
The music continued to play until there was sudden silence. Everyone looked in awe to where the boom
box used to be. It was now smashed among the ground where Scrapper was now standing. "Sorry to
crash the party." He smirked.
"But we just thought we.d introduce ourselves to your friend here." Mixmaster winked at Phoenix; who
gave a confused look in return. Mac glared "No need, we already went through this, ya not allowed back
here!"
Mix gave the organic a hard glare, frightening Rosie to hide behind Mac, who continued to stare the bot
down.
"Butt out of it squishy" he waved Mac off and made his way toward Phoenix. "So sweetspark, what's a
nice bot like you doing out here?"
"Who wants to know?" she crossed her arms. "Names Mixmaster gorgeous," he took her hand, "and thats
Scrapper. What's yours?"
"None of your business" she quickly pulled her hand back. "Hehe, Spunky. I like that" Mix chuckled.
Phoenix knew she didn.t know them, but from the way the workers were running off and Mac's ticked off
expression; these two were a problem.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn.t talk to my friends like that." The cons gave each other with strange looks
before burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! Oh-oh thats good!" Scrap had to hold his knees to stop himself from keeling over too much.
"You-you actually made friends...hehe with them?" Mix hugged his stomach. He looked up to see her
stern face and stopped. "Oh man. Hey Scrap, I think she's serious"
"Oh ...slag" They look at each other in pause, and then burst out laughing again. Phoenix sighed with
annoyance, "Let's go Rosie" she picks up the small human and puts her on her shoulder. Mix notices and
blocks their way, "Whoa whoa, where do you think going?"
"Away from you obviously." Her glare had no effect on them, "Aww don't be like that. We just wanted
to invite you for a drink." She raised a brow, "Really?"
Scrap nodded "Ah..ya what he said!" Rosie tapped Phoenix.s cheek "I don't trust them," she whispered,
"I think we need to ditch them." Phoenix gave a slight nod, "Agreed." She turned back to them, "Sorry
but no thanks." The cons suddenly started to slowly close in on them. Her spark began to race, and got
into a defensive position with her fits up, slightly shaking. She knew she probably couldn.t take them, but
she had to try, at least to protect Rosie.
Mix smirked, "Now hang on sweetspark, let's not do anything regret here."
"Hey what happened to the party?" Phoenix jumped, almost completely forgetting that Wreck-Gar was
still there. He moved over to her with a goofy grin on his face; still oblivious to what was happening.
"Hey Buddy, do you mind were in the middle of something here!" cried Mix.
"So beat it!" Scrapper shoved him making the trash bot land in a side pile of garbage. Enraged, Phoenix
defended her friend by shoving the digger bot back, "Back off creep!" Suddenly a pair of thick serbos
wrapped around her from behind holding her with a tight grip.
"Gottcha!" Mix smirked. The skinner con lifted himself up, "That wasn't very nice." He rubbed his head.
Phoenix wriggled as hard as she could to get out of the cons grasp but with no luck. She looked over to
see Rosie sliding of her shoulder, until the small child slid completely off. "Rosie!" she cried.
"Ahhhhh!" The organic continued to fall for the ground until she landed into a large hand. Wreck-Gar
pulled his hand back. "Don't worry," he gently puts her on the ground next to Mac at a safe distance, "I'm
an autobot, and therefore I will protect you!"
The constructicons faced the garbage mech, with Phoenix still trying to struggle out of Mix's arms.
"You think you can take us both on trash bot? Bring it!" shouted Mix. The orange mech still with a goofy
smile on his face, charged forward. Scrapper then charged after, with a serbo up ready to hit. Just as the
con was in mid swing Wreck-Gar had stopped in his tracks. Slightly confused Scrapper continued to
swing until his fist froze in mid-air inches from the autobot's face.
"What the?" he tried to move his serbo back but still couldn't move it. Wreck- Gar just stood and
watched, smiling at the struggling bot, and then pointed upwards. Confused, the con looked up to a
gigantic round magnet hovering above him.
"Oh slag." He moaned, before he was lifted into the air. Mix began to slightly panic then took off with
Phoenix pressed against him. The magnet began to move and proved to be just as fast, as the bot took to
the air being sucked in by the magnetic pull. Phoenix watched still trapped, until Wreck-Gar suddenly
appeared grabbing her hand and pulling her away from Mixmaster and the raising magnet. Mix smacked
into Scrap.
Landing in his serbos, she smiled and hugged his head, „Thank you!" the mech blushed.
"Ah, it was nothing. I am an autobot!" putting her down, he looked away and waved to the magnets
control cabin. Phoenix squinted her optics before realizing it was Mac waving back with Rosie. The
femme waved back, smiling. Turning back to the controls, Mac shifted into gear and swung the magnet
hard; pressing a button the magnetic pull was shut off and the cons were sent off flying over the trash
field.
"Thank primus that's over" Phoenix sighed in relief. She gazed back to Mac and Rosie as they climbed
down from the cabin. Rosie ran to the bots; Phoenix picked her up and hugged her against her face."You
alright? she asked, the small human nodded.
"Who were those creeps? They didn't have the same symbol as Wreck-Gar." Mac cleared his throat,
"Those were a couple of bots we had to shove out of here not too long ago." He wiped his brow, "They
were causing a lot of damage and drinking all of our oil supply. As for the symbol, they were
decepticons."
"Decepticons?" Phoenix scratched her head.
"Mean robots." Rosie winkled her nose, "There like autobots but like to squish and smash stuff."
Phoenix optic widened, "So, can.t fly ether?" Rosie shook her head. "Oh no the ones
that...oohh." She paused. Phoenix became confused, "the only ones that what?" Rosie looked away,
"Um...nevermind."
"Can fly!" cried Wreck-Gar. Rosie faceplamed.
"W-What?" Phoenix gasped, Rosie looked up into her worried expression and sighed, "It.s true Phinny,
almost all decpitcons can fly." Phoenix looked over to her wings, "you don.t mean?" Rosie hugged her
faceplate. "We don.t know for sure Phinny, you could be...diffrent." Feeling a little better the memory of
why she even came here came rushing back into her processor.
"Hey Wreck-Gar!" she called to him, the mech turned to her with a confused look, " been meaning to
ask you something."
"Oh, uh Ok!" He smiled.
"Well, I guess first off is; do you know where I'm from?"
He scatched his head, "Uhhhhhh, not really. Why are you lost?"
"Um... no. Where are you from then?" she raised an optic at him, he smiled and waved his arms in the
air. "Here of course."
"What?" Both her and Rosie exclaimed. „Were autobots no supposed to be 'alien' bots from another
planet or something?. Phoenix thought.
He made puppy dog optics and held his hands close to his face "Yup, right in a small little trash boat."
Mac rolled his eyes.
"Oh...I see" Phoenix replied, suddenly filled with disappointment. Rosie couldn't help but feel bad for
her.
"You can't be just the only autobot here are you Wreck-Gar?" she asked. Breaking out of his trance he
looked at the little organic.
"Oh no, I have lots of other autobot friends!" A spark of hope broke Phoenix out of her slump.
"Really? Do you know where they are? Where I can find them?" Wreck-Gar shook his head. "Sorry they
usually find Wreck-Gar." Once again her hopes were dashed.
"Don't worry," Rosie replied softly " keep looking for you." Phoenix smiled at the small child in her
hand.
"Thanks little buddy."
To be continued...~