Title: Secrets
Rating: M
Disclaimer: We own nothing, that title belongs to Hasbro!
Okay I promised I would get this up yesterday and that never happened, so now I'm doing it now! Please forgive me for the late update, been so busy with school.
Zac paced restlessly in his room, having several things on his mind. He wondered how he was going to find that girl again, to find out more about her. Although for all he knew, maybe she was just the result of some other illegal project.
Then again, she had mentioned something about her father, so that lead him to believe she was more innocent than he was. He just knew that for his sake, and for the sake of D.J., he was going to have to find her again. That girl, whoever she was, may well be the ticket to getting D.J. to safety, if nothing else. Who knows, maybe that girl might even know of someone who could stabilize her condition so she would no longer feel pain.
Zac had already decided that he was going out again tonight. Powell didn't have any more work for him, not yet anyway, so he was free to go anywhere he pleased, just so long as he didn't compromise any of Powell's schemes. So long as he stayed out of sight or at least kept a low profile, he could go anywhere and do anything he wished.
But he knew that he would have to wait until dark. Maybe the girl would be out again. At least, he definitely hoped so.
He finished eating his lunch then went to D.J.s room to make sure she was alright. She was sitting up in her bed now, apparently feeling better, and she seemed to have just finished her lunch.
"Hey," he greeted her with a smile as he entered her room. "How are you feeling?"
"Better," she replied, and downed the last of her apple juice. "Though I'm tired of being in this room."
"Then maybe we should go for a little walk around the building," Zac said. "Just don't get yourself too excited or anything, or you might just end up right back in bed, having another seizer."
"Don't worry, I'll keep myself calm and relaxed," she replied, putting her lunch tray aside. Then she sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed, and he took her hand to help her up.
"I think Imp misses you," Zac commented as they slowly headed out of her room.
D.J. sighed. "I'm sure Imp does, but Wolfie hates me."
"I don't think Wolfgang likes anyone," Zac replied.
"Yeah I know," D.J. said. "Wolfie follows every one of Powell's orders, but he seems like he would rather kill everything in sight, while Imp actually tries to be friendly sometimes."
"Well that's the difference between cats and dogs, I guess… at least wild ones," Zac shrugged. "Imp is a panther who had this robot technology put into her," he commented, tapping the metal on his left cheek indicatively. "Wolfie was a lone wolf who had this technology put into him. I think Wolfgang was always a rogue fighter; he had to be to survive. But Imp… maybe she can afford to be a bit more friendly."
"Frankly they both make me nervous sometimes," D.J. frowned. "But at least Imp lets me touch her. I mean, I feel like I can pet her without having to worry too much about her biting me in the throat or something."
"I think that was Powell's intention," Zac sighed. "Those furballs were always meant to be vicious guards, and in some cases, assassins."
"I wish we never came here at all," D.J. said mournfully.
They both stopped walking, and Zac pulled her into a gentle, brotherly embrace. "Don't worry," he whispered into her ear. "We'll get out of here, someday."
She wrapped her arms around him, resting her head against his chest. "I sure hope so," she whispered. "I hate it here."
He held her for a few moments then she finally pulled away. "Let's just continue our walk," D.J. requested. He nodded at her then they resumed their walk down the hallway.
Meanwhile, Prowl and Lizy were just finishing up their patrol and heading back to the base. Lizy still seemed to be looking around expectantly, although she seemed quite disappointed, as though she hadn't seen something she'd hoped to see. Prowl still noticed this, and he still wondered what could be bothering her.
Once they returned to the base, they pulled up just outside the front entrance, where Prowl quickly transformed as Lizy got off her bike.
"Lizy," Prowl said, causing her to halt in her tracks before she could wheel her bike inside, "what were you looking for out there?"
Lizy frowned, not bothering to look at him. She reached up and fiddled with the helmet strap on her chin, undoing it and taking the helmet off. "I was just looking out for Decepticons or whatever… isn't that what we're supposed to do?" she asked.
"Yes, but it seemed like you were looking for something specific," Prowl told her.
She shrugged and continued her trek to put her bike up. "Just looking for decepticon's that's all."
Prowl watched her go, feeling like there was something she wasn't telling him. He didn't stop her though, knowing she would tell him when she was ready. But there were times when he wanted an answer now. Just blame his curiosity side for wanting to know something immediately.
Lizy passed through the main room with her bike, glancing at the others as she passed. It seemed that it was Ratchet's turn to stare at the monitors, something which she certainly didn't envy him for. Bumblebee and Bulkhead were nowhere to be seen, although she figured they were probably with Sari doing something or other, or perhaps they were out on patrol.
She went into the back storage area and was mildly surprised to see Optimus back there. He seemed to be checking through supplies. "Hello, Prime," she greeted when he looked at her, and parked her bike. "What's up?" she asked casually.
"Oh just checking the supplies to make sure we have enough of everything we need," Optimus said.
"Oh all right, I'll leave you to it then," she waved walking back out of room. If there was one thing just as bad as monitor duty, it was inventory. Having to go through everything and recording it all.
Lizy had gone through it a few times, in punishment for a few things she had gotten into trouble with. That was one thing she was never going to do again, of course her head would never be the same again either.
She went to her room and thought about what to do now. Part of her wanted to go out again and look around more for the boy. But part of her didn't want to get caught by anyone.
Frankly there just didn't seem to be much for her to do right now, unless she wanted to practice more of the yoga-like exercises, or perhaps try meditating. She sighed, and decided to sit down on her bed for a while. She figured she might as well, considering she didn't get time like this to herself too often.
As she sat there, a thought occurred to her. She had spent a lot of money over the past few months from her bank account. Her foster parents had been generous to give her what they had given her, and she still had a fair amount, but she knew it wouldn't last forever. She groaned at the thought. Now, if she wanted to keep eating, she might have to think about getting a job. And before doing that, she would probably have to talk to both Prime and her father about it.
Lizy groaned at the thought of going out to get a job. It wasn't the getting a job part that bothered her; it was the idea of going out. She still wasn't very optimistic about being outside with her condition.
Lizy was used to it being on her now, she was still afraid of what other people would say or do if they saw her.
"I'm not just gonna hang around in here," she decided after a while, and quickly got up and left her room. She wandered aimlessly through the base for a little while, until an idea came to her.
She'd learned that the Allspark was down in the basement, and maybe, just maybe, it was something that she wanted to see. In some ways it was like the parent of all Autobots, after all.
She thought about sneaking down to take a look at it, but considering how important it was and how much everyone wanted to protect it, she decided that she had better ask for permission first. She groaned at the thought. It was really beginning to annoy her that she seemed to always have to ask permission to go somewhere or do something or whatever. Yeah she pretty much had free run of the base, for the most part, but anything outside of that… she had to ASK first.
Even that kid, Sari, got more freedom than she did. But then again, Lizy understood that she hadn't exactly given the Autobots an easy time when she first arrived. That and, well, Lizy was now the Autobot's responsibility, Sari was not. The red-haired kid was just a buddy who stopped by daily. Although that key she had was certainly impressive, too…
Lizy shook off those thoughts and walked toward the back of the base. She really didn't want to be around Prowl or Ratchet at the moment, so she went to search for Prime. She found him in the back, still doing inventory.
"Hey, Prime," she said slowly, "I was wondering if I could see the Allspark."
Optimus glanced up at her, then looked back at his list, speaking while going over the contents he'd put down. "Well, I guess there's no real harm in you seeing it. Just don't touch it."
Lizy nodded, then sat down on one of the crates to wait until he was finished with what he was doing.
It wasn't long before Prime stood up, having finally finished with the inventory. He placed the datapad he had been working on in his subspace and placed his hand down for her to climb up on.
Lizy did so and held onto his finger as he walked out of the storage room and towards where the Allspark was. He stood upon a spot that would lower then both down into the basement where the Allspark was being kept hidden
It didn't take them long as Prime entered the room and placed her on the floor near by.
Lizy took a few steps toward the box, peering at it curiously. "Is that it, or is it inside?" she asked.
As if to answer her question, the box opened and a glowing, white sphere could be seen resting inside. It had the look of a crystal, yet it seemed to consist of energy as well.
"Wow," Lizy breathed, awed at the sight of it.
Optimus smiled a little, then glanced around the basement. "I just hope that this place is secure enough," he said, and momentarily turned his back on Lizy and the Allspark, taking a better look at the ceiling and walls.
While the Autobot leader's back was turned, Lizy was still looking at the Allspark. Suddenly, it seemed to glow brightly for a moment, and a narrow beam of light came off of it and shone on her chest, illuminating her form for a moment. Then, after a couple seconds passed, the beam of light vanished as quickly as if someone turned off a light switch.
Then, just as Prime turned to look at her again, the box closed itself back up. Lizy frowned; thinking that was a little odd, but she said nothing.
Lizy then turned and made her way back over to Prime who put his hand down once again. He then took them both back up to the main floor, where Bumblebee and Sari were playing their video games again
Prime placed her down on the ground, where she thanked him and headed out of the main room.
Just as she moved out through the doorway, she heard something that caused her to pause in her stride. It seemed that Prime had noticed something on the monitors, and was calling out to everyone.
She ran back into the room, seeing as everyone else ran into the room too, having heard all their names called. Lizy herself wasn't called, but she came anyway to see what was happening.
"There's something going on in the heart of the city," Prime was saying. "It seems that something is vandalizing a large warehouse, and we need to get there to help. Transform and roll out!"
Author Notes: Again apologize for the late update. I promise the next one won't be as late! Please review!
