CHAPTER TWO
I'm Not A Decepticon!
***
"Put your hands where we can see them, Decepciton!"
I immediately froze, and then bristled. "Excuse me, but I am not…" I said, as I turned around – and then I got shot at! "Owch!" I yelled, as the shot grazed my shoulder plate. Instinct took over for the second time that morning, and my face-plate came back up. I attacked the one who had attacked me, but I didn't see another one coming.
She grabbed me and slapped a pair of stasis cuffs on me!
"AURGH!!" I screamed, as I fell to the ground, all of my energy leaving me…oh, so THIS is what stasis cuffs are like! No wonder the Decepticons didn't like them!
"This is Alrexa to Cybetron Elite Guard…" I heard the first one say, and my head snapped up.
"Arlexa!?" I exclaimed. She stopped talking. I glanced at the other one. "And…Shadow!?"
Shadow came over to me. "Who are you?" She demanded to know.
"Not who you think I am, that's for sure – I'm no Decepticon!" I told her. "Look at my optics – not red! Look at my chest," I added, as she forced me to my feet. "No purple brand!"
"No red brand either." She said, mimicking my way of referring to them. "Arlexa, this could be a trick – her energy signals scream Decepticon."
My optics opened wide. "They…they do what!?" I looked up at the sky, towards where I knew Fhantom's ship was. "When I get my hands on you…" I murmured.
"No talking!" Shadow snapped. "Now, tell us your name!"
I glanced at her. Her blue optics band reminded me of Jazz's. Yes, she and Arlexa were the ones I'd seen in my vision. I could read their minds now – they were just doing their jobs, it was nothing personal.
I said: "My name is Emma."
"She says her name is Emma," Arlexa said to whomever she was talking to. She paused, and then looked at me. "No, I'm sure she's a Cybetronian…yes, her energy signal says Decepticon…uh, there is something about her…her energy is very strange, but that may have something to do with the fact that she is a vampire…"
While she was saying this, I happened to glance up.
"INCOMING!!!!" I suddenly yelled.
*
Blitzwing appeared seemingly out of nowhere, firing shots at us…no, at Arlexa and Shadow!
Shadow was pushed away from me, and Blitzwing landed in front of me. With one hand he destroyed the stasis cuffs, and with his cannons he attacked Arlexa and Shadow.
I didn't know what to do. On the one hand, he was a Decepticon attacking Autobots, and I was an Autobot.
On the other hand, they certainly weren't going to listen to me now.
We opted for flight.
Transforming turned out to be pretty easy – it wasn't painful at all. I became a jet that resembled a cross between Blitzwing's and Starscream's – I had no idea when or how I'd scanned it. I was a bit smaller then Screamer and Blitzwing, about Bumblebee's size.
Oh Primus, Bee-Bee, where was he?
What would he say?
The girls couldn't follow us into the sky, but no doubt they'd send Jetfire and Jetstorm up after us.
Screamer might also try to find me up here – if he knew it was me.
Detroit was probably crawling with Cybetronians, and there was still a bunch of us in Perth, in space and…wherever Megatron was.
Great.
"I have not seen you before," Blitzwing said to me as we flew through the skies.
"Yes, you have." I replied.
Random Blitzwing took control then. "Ooh, ooh, I know – zat voice! You are Emma!"
"Very good Blitzie," I said, patronizing him a bit. "Now, for a spot prize, do you know who did this to me?"
He did – I knew it. Cold Blitzwing said: "Zat is simple – only vun type of Cybetronian knows zis kind of technology."
Random Blitzwing added: "Ze Fhantom!"
I sighed. "So now I'm a freaking vampire robot and, apparently, my energy signature reads DECEPTICON!!" He stopped, and so did I.
We landed on top of a mountain-hill-thing on the outskirts of town.
"Thanks you for rescuing me," I told Blitzwing. "Why did you do it?"
Hot-head Blitzwing said: "Vhy do you think!?"
I narrowed my optics, and stared at him. I stared, reading into his CPU. Then…I gasped. "YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH MY DAUGHTER!!!???" I screamed. "HONEY BEE IS YOUR SPARK-MATE!!!???"
He obviously hadn't been expecting that. "How…how did you know zat!?"
Oh, so it was true. Terrific. "I can read minds now, you idiot." I said, stomping towards the cliff edge. "Great, could my life get anymore freaking complicated!?" I turned to Blitzwing. "Listen – Honey Bee may have been sired by a Decepticon, but she is an Autobot through and through, just like me."
Cold Blitzwing: "Your point?"
"My point," I seethed. "Is that if you want her to be your mate when she grows up, you're going to have to rethink which side you're on!"
"Fine."
"Fine?"
"Fine."
"That's it?"
"Yes – I vill change sides, for Honey Bee."
I buried my face in my hands. "Why do I not believe you?"
"Vell, look into my mind – surely you vill be able to see?"
I looked.
I looked.
And I looked.
Blitzwing was…
Oh good Primus.
Blitzwing was telling the truth.
He really would change sides, just to be with my daughter.
Like Andy, he was going to leave the Decepticons and become an Autobot!
Could this really be done?
"Vhat about you, Emma?" Cold Blitzwing asked me. "Vhat are you?"
"I AM NOT A DECEPTICON!!!!" I screamed.
"Ovch…" Blitzwing held his audio receptors. "Okay zen…zat answers zat question…"
Suddenly, I held up my hand. "Ssh, ssh…I can hear something…I think I'm picking up a transmission…"
*
Bumblebee's P.O.V:
"But what if it's true!?" I cried, as I careened through the streets of Detroit. "What if she really has become a robot!?"
"We don't know that it's her," Boss-bot replied. "For all we know, it could be a trap laid by the Decepticons."
"We won't know until we see her for ourselves – if she's really Emma, then her holoform will look the same." Bianca added. I could hear her voice laced with worry.
We were all worried.
"Is Mamma gonna be okay?" Honey Bee suddenly asked.
"Yes, of course she is." Em's friend, Angelina, replied.
"How do you know?" Shooting Star asked. "That vampire took her…"
"Daddy will get her back." Honey Bee said firmly. 'He can do anything."
"Except hang around when the Autobots are here." Angelina pointed out.
Honey Bee shrugged. "Okay, so Daddy has one imperfection. Everyone does. But I know that if Mamma's been turned into a vampire robot thing, then he'll still love her."
"So will my Pappa." Shooting Star, not to be outdone, piped up.
'Yes,', I vowed. 'No matter what, Emma, my butterfly princess, I will always love you…'
*
The transmission ended there, and I looked at Blitzwing.
"They're coming." I said simply. "Good Primus, what are they going to say?" I wondered, my hand travelling over my vampire fangs. I was no Bella Swan, that was for sure.
Random Blitzwing came back. 'Ooh, ooh, I know – zey vill say lets go butterfly hunting!"
