Another chapter already! Not as long as the previous one but still.
I'm seriously loving writing this story but I don't promise anything else for another few days or maybe even a week, I just hit a big inspiration so this is the fastest I'll ever update and I don't expect it to happen again unless I have a frenzy. *shrugs* It could happen.
Any way here is chapter five! Whoo!
I'm so syched with this story!
Hope you enjoy it, let me know what you think!
So here they were sat in a transforming alien robot being driven who knows where and on came the awkward silence. Well it was mainly Sam and Mikaela who found it awkward, Bee presumably was concentrating on where he was going or didn't understand that it was awkward, speaking of she should probably ask what his actual name was instead of just calling him Bee all the time.
But yeah, it was awkward for Sam and Mikaela because it seemed to just dawn on them that they were sat inside an alien robot and that they might have bitten off more than they could chew deciding to come along plus what could they talk about considering they didn't really know each other, unless you counted Sam's obsessive borderline stalking of Mikaela at school.
Faelan on the other hand was examining the body of the little bot Mikaela had hacked the head off, Bee informed her that the little bot was called Frenzy, it was absolutely fascinating. She was just doing a surface examination at the moment but even then she could tell that his structure was incredibly complex and was mainly composed of circuits and systems she'd never even heard of let alone seen before, which cemented the fact that they were aliens because no human would be able to create anything like this.
I mean, she was not mechanically minded, she tinkered around with cars and could get her phone and laptop to function but she didn't understand how they worked, but even she could appreciate the… artistry that was these mechanical beings.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Mikaela finally deciding to end the awkward silence.
"This car's a pretty good driver."
Faelan looked up exasperation, did everyone have to state the obvious? Considering he was the car you would hope he was a good driver.
"I know," answered Sam relieved to break the silence. "Why don't you go sit in that seat, there?"
She shot him a look, "I'm not going to sit in that seat. He's driving."
Sam suddenly looked a bit sly. "Yeah. You're right. Well, maybe you should sit in my lap."
Faelan snorted, oh brother, really?
"Why?" asked the other girl as if actual interested in the excuse he would use.
"Well, I have the only seat belt here. You know, safety first."
Mikaela actually seemed to think about it for a moment, she'd certainly heard worse excuses. "Yeah, all right." Then came the acrobatics that was Mikaela clambering over to sit in Sam's lap without hitting anyone in the process.
"You all right?" asked Sam looking a bit excited.
"Yeah."
"Okay, there you go. There, see? That's better," encouraged Sam a bit smugly, although Faelan did admit he was trying to hide it.
They sat in silence for a while more before Mikaela spoke up again.
"You know, that seat belt thing was a pretty smooth move."
"Thank you."
There was another pause as if Mikaela didn't know whether she should say what she was thinking.
"You know what I don't understand?" she whispered.
Sam hummed, "Hmm?"
"Why, if he's supposed to be, like, this super-advanced robot, does he transform back into this piece of crap Camaro?"
Faelan jerked upright, "Take that back!" she yelled just as Bee squealed to a stop and opened the doors in a clear indication for them to get out.
"Whoah! Whoa! Oh, see? No. Get- no, that doesn't work. See?" groaned Sam as they all exited.
Faelan was furious. "Did you see his engine?! He was not a piece of crap, he was a mechanical masterpiece!"
They all watched upset as Bee shut the doors, turned around and drove off back down the tunnel.
Sam was gripping his hair in agitation. "Great, now... See? Fantastic. Now you pissed him off. That car is sensitive. I mean, four thousand dollars just drove off."
Mikaela stood there awkwardly trying to avoid their glares when the roar of an engine attracted their attention, they spun around to see a brand new 2007 Chevrolet Camaro.
Sam sputtered, "What-?"
Faelan squealed and began inspecting the car from all angles. "You clean up real good, Bee."
The three of them climbed back into the car and set off again towards whatever destiny awaited them.
They stopped a few times to watch the meteors crash into Earth and managed to see one of the other bots before they snuck off to find an appropriate disguise. Finally the tension was mounting and it seemed like they were finally reaching their destination.
Bee drove them into a back alley and they only had to wait a few minutes before lights shone through the mist alerting them to the new arrivals. Sam and Mikaela hesitantly got out of the car while Faelan sped out and started bouncing up and down on the spot in excitement as they watched a Peterbilt semi, a Topkick truck, a Rescue Hummer and a Pontiac Solstice approach them, forming a circle with them and Bee in the centre.
And then they began to transform.
It was an amazing sight watching all of those different parts of metal and wiring move and change like that to form five humanoid looking mechanical beings. The three humans stared up in awe at the five giant mechs that had just transformed in front of them.
"Holy-" whispered Faelan before Sam slapped his hand over her mouth.
The biggest mech, a red and blue one knelt down in front of them bringing his face really close.
"Are you Samuel James Witwicky descendant of Archibald Witwicky?" he asked.
"They know your name," whispered Mikaela.
Sam just gaped for a moment with his hand still over Faelan's mouth before replying, "… Yeah."
"My name is Optimus Prime, we are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron."
"But you can call us Autobots for short," said the search and rescue vehicle from their right.
"Autobots…" Sam repeated still looking overwhelmed, before squealing when Faelan licked his hand. "Fae!"
"Well excuse me for wanting to breathe," she muttered rolling her eyes. "Next time I'll just quietly pass out to make you realise." She stared up at Optimus grinning, "Greetings mechs, welcome to Earth."
Optimus nodded in acknowledgement while Sam and Mikaela just gaped at her, he then waved to the small silver bot next to him. "This is my lieutenant, designation Jazz."
"What's crackin' little bitches," he said doing some fancy flips before landing on the car parked behind him. "This looks like a cool place to kick it."
"What… how did he learn to talk like that?" asked Sam confused.
"We studied Earth's languages through the world wide web," replied Optimus making Sam gape.
Faelan just snickered at his expression before turning back to the Solstice. "Those were some bitchin' moves, I didn't think you guys could be that flexible."
Jazz grinned at her compliment and leaned closer. "Takes lots of practice little lady, and really useful if you got a partner to practice with." The other Autobots glared at him for the implication but Faelan just laughed and winked at him.
"Bet you and your partner get lots of practice." Jazz burst out laughing and scooped her up into his servos ignoring Sam's startled cries.
"Oh you are lots of fun little lady, we're gonna get along just fine," he chuckled grinning down at her.
Optimus sighed heavily at his lieutenant's antics before continuing the introductions. "My weapons specialist, Ironhide."
Sam and Mikaela both jumped when the big black bot powered up his cannons and pointed them at them. "You feeling lucky punk?"
"Easy Ironhide," cautioned the Prime.
"Just kidding, I only wanted to show them my cannons," grumbled the mech almost pouting. Everyone jumped when Faelan suddenly squealed making Sam groan.
"Oh hell!"
"That is so cool! What's the firepower on those things? What's the ammunition? How fast do they recharge? Can they-" babbled Faelan from her place still on Jazz's servos.
"Enough Fae!" cried Sam. "You have enough bloody weapons, you don't need a freaking cannon! I get enough heart attacks as it is without worrying about you blowing stuff up."
Faelan pouted. "Aww!" She looked pleadingly up at Ironhide. "You'll tell me all about it later right?"
Ironhide exchanged amused glances with Jazz before nodding. "Sure, it's nice to meet a femme who appreciates weaponry."
"If she appreciated it any more she'd marry one," muttered Sam causing Mikaela to give Faelan a funny look.
Optimus finally gestured to the search and rescue hummer. "My medical officer, Ratchet."
The fluorescent bot seemed to sniff the air before speaking, "Hmm pheromone levels indicate that the boy wants to mate with the female… the quiet one."
Sam and Mikaela exchanged awkward looks before immediately looking away, Faelan sat cackling in Jazz's servo at their embarrassment.
"Oh this is priceless!" she gasped between laughs. "Aw my ribs hurt now."
"Ignore the cackling psycho," Sam told the bots blushing. "Unfortunately this is normal for her."
Optimus nodded and pointed at last to the Camaro that had brought them here. "And you already know your guardian Bumblebee."
The yellow bot did some cute boxing moves and played some song clips. "Check out the rep, yep, second to none-"
"Bumblebee? You're my guardian?" asked Sam to which Bumblebee nodded.
"So called it!" cheered Faelan.
Seeing the bots confused looks Sam explained that Faelan had called him Bee since they first found him in the car lot and was just excited that she'd got his name right before they even knew he was alive. Then Mikaela finally decided to speak up and ask the all important question.
"Why are you here?"
"We are searching for the Allspark, and we must find it before Megatron," said the Prime seriously.
"Mega-what?"
Optimus touched something on the side of his helm and a hologram projected showing them a burning landscape with tall metal spires and the bodies of Cybertronians scattered everywhere. It looked like something out of Dante's ninth circle of hell if Faelan was being honest, such a waste of life.
"Our planet was once a powerful empire, peaceful and just," he explained while Sam and Mikaela nervously shifted on the ground at the deep fiery chasms that seemed to open beneath their feet while Faelan watched with fascination from Jazz's servos. "Until we were betrayed by Megatron, leader of the Decepticons. All who defied them were destroyed. Our war finally consumed the planet and the Allspark was lost to the stars. Megatron followed it to Earth. Where Captain Witwicky found him."
Sam gaped incredulously, "My grandfather…" He cast a glance up at Faelan who shrugged, who knew that he hadn't actually been crazy, guess she wasn't the only one with special ancestors, discovering an alien was definitely one of a kind.
"It was an accident that intertwined our fates. Megatron crash landed before he could retrieve the Cube. Captain Witwicky accidently activated his navigation system and the coordinates to the Cube's location on Earth were imprinted on his glasses," continued Optimus gravely.
"How do you know about his glasses?" asked Sam confused.
"Ebay," stated the regal Autobot making Faelan snort in amusement, typical, Sam puts something on Ebay and an alien war that has spanned millennia suddenly lands in their backyard.
"Ebay," parroted Sam faintly now understanding why that Decepticon had been asking about his page.
"If Decepticons find the All Spark, they will use its power to transform Earth's machines and build a new army," explained Ratchet.
"And the human race will be extinguished. Sam Witwicky, you hold the key to Earth's survival," intoned Optimus as all the autobots stared down at them.
"Please tell me you still have those glasses," begged Mikaela, Sam gulped nervously before nodding.
"Oh yay!" cried Faelan throwing her hands in the air. "We're not doomed… yet." She ignored the glare he gave her turning to the bots. "So we heading out then boss bot?"
Optimus blinked at her name for him while Jazz and Bumblebee snickered and Ratchet and Ironhide exchanged smirks. "Yes time is of the essence, the quicker we can resolve this the better."
Faelan raised her hand and waived it childishly in the air as if she was in class. "Oh, oh! Can I ride with Jazz? And this way I can pick up some things from home."
Everyone turned to Sam, who they'd by now realised was the only one here who could follow her thought process even slightly. He just sighed.
"She has a thing about Porches ok? She's always wanted to ride in one plus he's a pontiac solstice, that's a mega cool car! She probably just wants to see how fast he can go."
Jazz looked down at the little femme amused. "A little speed demon huh?" He folded back down into a car and his voice came out of the radio. "Let's see if you can handle a ride with the Jazz man."
She squealed excitedly and jumped into the driver's seat, the two of them sped away with smoking tires and music blaring.
As one everyone turned to Sam who sighed, he could foresee a lot of time explaining his psycho friend's actions in the future.
"She drives like a nutter, it's honestly like being in a stunt scene. I think she's an adrenaline junkie, it would definitely explain some other things," he explained shrugging.
"- like a bat out of hell- " chirped Bee making Sam turn on him.
"You have no room to talk," he said. "Hiding or not you didn't try to slow her down the other day when she was driving you."
Bumblebee then seemed to grin and played a recording of when Faelan was driving consisting of Sam shouting and screaming while she cackled in the background. "- she got the touch- "
The other three bots looked amused at the youngster's antics.
"She is never meeting the twins or the wreckers," muttered Ratchet to the other two. "It's going to be bad enough with just Jazz."
Ironhide twitched. "Can't we just set them loose on the Decepticons?"
Ratchet shot him an amused look, "I thought we didn't condone torture?"
Optimus ignored his officers' joking and turned back to Sam. "What is she going to pick up that she thinks will be useful?" he asked.
"Her babies."
Ratchet blinked as the internet search came back "… babies?" He sincerely hoped the boy didn't mean human sparklings.
"Her weapons," the human clarified. "She calls all of them her babies, I'm pretty sure she made at least half of them herself."
Ironhide looked very interested, "And how old is she?"
"Sixteen."
A quick internet search showed the bots that she was still a few years off being considered an adult, thereby making her skills very impressive for her age.
"Are they any good?" asked Ironhide eagerly, he was suddenly very much looking forward to discussing his cannons with her.
Sam looked very amused, "I'm sure she'll show you if you ask her." Then his phone rang, seeing the caller ID he rolled his eyes and picked up. "Hello Faelan."
"Faster, faster, faster, faster! Woohoo! This is-"
"Fae!"
"Huh? Oh, hi Sammy!"
He sighed in exasperation, "You did call me, right?"
"Oh yeah! We're only a couple of blocks away from home, Jazz is mega fast! So you guys better have set off or we're gonna beat you despite taking a detour," she chirped. "Oh I love this song! You have great taste in music Jazz."
"Thank ya little lady," he chuckled. "Ya have set off right?"
"Err… we got distracted by talking," mumbled Sam sheepishly.
"Ha! Grandpa Ironhide just wants an excuse for not beating us there," teased Jazz. Sam and Mikaela slowly turned to the big black bot who was growling and looked ready to use his cannons on the phone.
"Err see you two there, gotta go bye!" Sam shouted in a rush to put his mobile away, especially as he heard Faelan in the background asking how old he was.
"Grandpa?" raged Ironhide.
"Oh you're old get over it," snorted Ratchet looking amused. "I thought the important thing was that you can still beat the slag out of Decepticons?"
"Never mind you two," said Optimus transforming down into the truck. "They are right, we must get going, we need those glasses."
"So how old is Ironhide?" asked Faelan curiously.
Jazz snorted, "Old enough for the rest of us to not know for sure, we all know he's ancient even by our standards but Ratchet's probably the only one who does know since he's the medic and not that much younger himself."
She nodded in understanding, "So he's really, really old."
The Autobot laughed, "Yeah, so why are we going to your house anyway?"
"Oh, well I wanted to pick up some more of my babies, I'll need more than those I have with me."
"… babies?" asked Jazz uncertain.
She rolled her eyes, "My weapons, I only have five on me right now and I'll probably need more, at least a few with a longer range…" she trailed off.
"Wait you're already carrying five?" he asked running a scan to see where she'd hidden them. It came back showing a knife on each arm and leg and a larger one on the small of her back.
"Yep. Slick, Sleek, Sneak and Sliver and Cutthroat," chirped Faelan pointing to each one in turn.
"… You named them?"
She frowned and suddenly looked very serious.
"A name is closely tied to the soul, it gives identity, history and a future. If you truly care for something you name it, don't you? It's the same here, I could not imagine not naming my weapons when to me they are so full of life and speak to my own soul so well. Everything that lives deserves a name, even if it's one you don't understand. And everything that lives has a soul, big or small, the good and bad that they've done does not negate that fact."
The last few minutes of the drive were spent in contemplative silence as Jazz thought about what she'd said. Faelan didn't speak again until they pulled up outside her house.
"I'll only be a few minutes Jazz," she said opening the door to get out.
"Wait." She paused. "I didn't mean to offend you earlier, I've just never heard of someone naming their weapons before," he explained apologetically, she smiled.
"It's ok Jazz, I wasn't offended, I just wanted to get my opinion out."
"Ok erm…"
"Yes?"
"Won't you make a lot of noise in those shoes?"
She stared down and realised she was still wearing her rollerblades, cursing she took them off and ran in her socks for the front door.
She silently unlocked the door and crept her way up the stairs breathing a sigh of relief when she shut her bedroom door behind her, she really didn't want to wake up her parents. First she placed her backpack containing Frenzy's body on her bed, then she went to the second door in her room, partially hidden by the jackets she had hanging off it, and very quietly unlocked it before switching on the light.
"Right guys, let's get some of you some proper field testing."
She quickly removed her hoodie revealing the two knives strapped to her arms and the one at her back before removing that one and picking up a new belt with two hip gun holsters and a knife sheath in the back. She put the knife back in and picked up two G20 glocks which she holstered, next she choose two belts which crossed her torso and selected twin tanto blades to go in them.
She looked around the room briefly and discarded the other weapons, she couldn't easily conceal the rest of them, then she pulled her hoodie back on making sure it covered her four new weapons.
Faelan then carefully locked everything back up before making her way back downstairs, she thought she'd made it when the light turned on just as she reached the front door. She turned grimacing to see her brother there with crossed arms and arched eyebrow.
"Leaving again so soon?"
She smiled sheepishly, "Sam needs my help, it's really important."
His eyebrow rose higher. "Obviously, since you came back to get more weapons." He watched as she fidgeted in silence for a bit before sighing. "Mum and dad were worried you know? They were trying to call you," he told her. "Until they realised that you left your phone at home again." He gave her a disapproving look.
"I wasn't intending to stay out for so long," she protested.
"Is this really so important, it's obviously something serious."
She stared at him seriously, "It is serious, like life or death serious for some people. I want to help, I can help, so please let me?"
He stared at her for a moment before smiling faintly.
"I'll tell mum and dad you'll be gone for a while," Hadrian told her. "Just call the minute it's over and let us know when you'll be home."
She gave him a brief hug and bound out of the door for Jazz's alt-mode, she got the strangest feeling that he 'blinked'.
"That was quick, did you really pick up anything?"
She grinned, "The best weapons in this situation are ones I can conceal, you should know that as a saboteur."
Jazz nearly stalled, no one had ever mentioned he was a saboteur in front of her, how did she…
"Come on Jazz! I really want to beat them there," she cried interrupting his thoughts as she put her rollerblades back on.
He laughed, "Hold on tight little lady, I'm gonna have ta floor it."
And they sped off round the corner to Sam's house with her cackling in delight.
Yeah, told you Faelan is a nut job.
But as a spoiler I'll tell you that her thing about naming her weapons is important.
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