CHAPTER TEN

What A Girl Wants

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Emma: *Sees Meg* SHE'S BAAAAAACK!!!!!!!

Meg: *Running* Emma!

Emma: *Also running* Meg!

Meg: Emma!

Emma: Meg!

Sky Dragon: They're about to run into each other?

Andy: No…

Meg: *Suddenly hides behind Emma* Emma, save me from Prowl!

Prowl: *Appears*

Meg: Please Emma!

Emma: Huh? What? No way, he's your crush – or was that some other nature-loving stealthy cyber-ninja god-like sexy beast you were talking about the other day?

Prowl: 0_0;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Meg: Emmaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!???????? Why do all my OCC's hate me!!??

Zikya: We're not your OCC's Meg…but we still hate you.

Meg: Nooooooo! *Latches herself onto Prowl* Prowl, why do they all hate me so!!??

Prowl: Uh…

Bianca: Uh, Meg, wasn't he the one that you were running from in the first place?

Meg: Huh? *Looks at Prowl* YIKES!! *Runs for it*

Prowl: *Follows*

Andy: I guess they'll be playing Parcheesi now.

Emma: Is that some kind of Cybetronian code-word for -censored-?

Andy: No, it's actually for -censored-.

Emma: 0_0

Everyone Else: WE WANT TO WATCH!!!!

Andy: O_O----- What the slag..?

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Honey Bee's P.O.V:

Star and I were sitting on the roof of the base, swinging our legs over the side and watching Jetfire and Jetstorm doing aerial acrobatics way above our heads. Sky Dragon was also somewhere around, in her ultra-cool alte mode, soaring through the skies.

"I wish I could fly," Star said suddenly, smiling at me. "Don't you, sister?"

I nodded. "Mamma told me that…" I broke off suddenly.

Star looked at me sympathetically. "Your Pappa could fly, couldn't he?"

I nodded. "Apparently, yes. He could transform into an F-22 Raptor, and fly really fast…" I glanced up at the sky. "About as fast as those two are going now…maybe even faster…"

Star smiled. "You really think a lot of him, don't you Honey?"

"But I'll never get to meet him now." I didn't blame Mamma for what she had done, but I wished that my Pappa was alive somehow.

"Hmm…" Star turned towards the sky, and looked at it for a long time, her silvery green eyes sparkling.

I must've blinked or something, because suddenly she was smiling at me.

"What?"

She put her hand on my face, and I closed my eyes. In the back of my mind I saw a shooting star streak across the sky, only seconds ago.

I smiled. It would never work – but it was the thought that counted, right?

I hugged my sister, so glad that I had one, and that we shared the same common Mother, if not Fathers.

*

Sunlight streamed in through the open windows above our heads.

"What I want to know," Sentinel wasted no time in getting down to business when Bee and I returned from our 'honeymoon' a few days later. I was really starting to dislike him, but I was making an effort to understand him. He didn't look as if he was about to meet me halfway there but, oh well. C'est la vie. "Is just how many times the All-Spark was…dispersed?" He glared at me, like it was all my fault I had helped to carried on the human-bot race.

I glared back at him, and then ticked off on my fingers. "Well, one, two and three, four and five…and six. That's me, Bee, Star…scream, Honey Bee, Shooting Star and Bia…"

"Uh…" Bianca suddenly said, and we all looked at her. She and Optimus were both blushing.

My eyes opened wide. "You didn't!!??" I gasped. "Oh, you did! That's great! I mean…uh, way to go, guys." Now all three of us were blushing.

"Okay," Optimus said, salvaging the situation. "So we've determined that the powers of the All-Spark granted certain beings different powers."

"Right," I nodded. "Like my ability to harness my inner robotics and make liquid metal spill all over my body creating a powerful and protective casing that extends to wings and a face mask, enhancing my natural abilities and making me stronger and faster too."

They all stared at me.

"What?" I asked.

Shooting Star, who was sitting on Bee's shoulder, suddenly raised her hand, and said: "I have a power too."

"Right," Zikya said, smiling at Shooting Star. "You're power is called image projectory through the unseeing eye."

There was a silence, and then Arcee said: "It is not."

"Oh well I can call it that, it's my name for it." Zikya said stubbornly, from her position next to Wheeljack.

"Let's just call it Sight-Sharing, shall we?" Bee suggested.

"All in favour of Sight-Sharing?" Optimus asked.

It was unanimous.

We discussed Honey Bee's strength then, and speculated on the fact that I could open up dimensional gates but not all the time, and what might happen if Optimus and Bia had a sparkling (they began blushing again, I could've killed Bee for bringing it up but then I would've had to commit suicide…or ask Sentinel to kill me, which he would've).

We discussed Megatron's revival…and I noticed that nobody brought up the fact that the other Decepticons we had taken down might be back too, but I could tell that we were all thinking it.

I tuned out after awhile, and I think I fell asleep.

I dreamed.

In my dream, I was standing on the top-most building of Perth city, staring into the cold red eyes of Megatron. Somehow, I could tell that it was today, and I was seeing some kind of future.

Something made me glance down at my watch.

3:29.

I woke up quickly after that.

I glanced down at my watch.

3:15.

I leapt up so fast I nearly broke my ankles, and transformed.

"Emma!?" Bia and Bee both cried.

"I can see the future too!" I yelled, and was out the window in a flash. I opened up a dimensional gate, and flew through it.

I really should have explained it more, but there was no time to lose.

There was an important reason why I must meet Megatron on the top of that building.

And I must find out why.

*

Honey Bee's P.O.V:

"WHAT THE SLAG DID SHE SEE!!??" Bianca yelled at Bumblebee.

"HOW THE SLAG SHOULD I KNOW!!??" He replied.

"Language." Zikya said calmly.

They didn't pay attention to her.

And nobody payed attention to me, as I got up quietly and walked out of the room.

I stood there for a moment, and then held out my hands. I tore open a hole in the space dimension, and jumped through it.

Dimensional gates.

Slagging cool.

*

Neither Megatron nor I was surprised when Honey Bee joined us – but I grabbed her and held her close to me, as the cold breeze whipped around us, blowing my hair and her hair around like crazy (long hair can be very wild and uncontrollable).

"Why did you come?" I asked her.

She shrugged.

"So this is Starscream's child," Megatron said coldly, looking down at Honey Bee. I really have no idea what was going through his mind then. "She has the Decepticon eyes…"

She and I didn't say anything.

"And yet the power of the All-Spark flows through her…" Megatron seemed to be talking mainly to himself, forgetting we were there.

I took the opportunity to attempt to get Honey Bee to leave. "Honey Bee, get out of here now."

She shook her head defiantly. "No Mamma, I'm staying."

"Honey Bee…"

She looked up at me, her Decepticon eyes glowing. "Mamma, please…he knows something…" She pointed to Megatron, who chose that moment to remember we were there.

"Oh, yes…" He said, smiling evilly.

I held onto Honey Bee tightly.

***

Meg: Go the cliffie!

Emma: When did you get back?

Meg: About a minute ago.

Emma: So…what happened between you and Prowl?

Meg: We reached a non-verbal agreement.

Emma: Okay, so…wait, what!?

Meg: O_O Oh, I mean we reached a verbal agreement! *Hides Parcheesi game board behind her back*