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Last time on Adaptation...
After a few minutes Max reached up and pulled the Hardpac off the rock and began rummaging threw it, until she found what she had been looking for.
She placed a small glass beaded bracelet on the Cross allowing the beads to catch the sunlight sending tiny dots of colored light dancing among the stones.
"Take care little one I'll try and visit often as I can."
Jax's bark made her look up as she re-sheathed her knife, Jax was staring at the Wall and growling his fur starting to stand on end.
Maxine felt a wave of fresh anger, sorrow and hatred for the Aliens as she spotted a dust cloud coming near…
They where the ones she blamed for yet another death in her life…
How any more was she going to see slip threw her fingers?
"Come on Jax lets get out of here."
Max jogged away from the rock, She turned back around when she realized the Husky wasn't following.
"Jax! Move it..! You cant fight them..they'll turn you in the kibble.."
Jax growled and turned trotting towards his human as she turned back to the city.
Bright blue Siberian eyes glanced once more at the metal wall and dust cloud before turning and catching up with his human.
Present...
When The Screen flickered to life, all one could see is darkness. The sound of movement could be heard followed by a dog whining. "Hush Jax…" Max's face appeared on screen as she took a seat in front of the camera. Dirt smudged one cheek and her hair in more disarray then usual. An arm wrapped around Jax's neck as he gazed up at the dark ceiling.
Auto log…1964785,
Hey… Looks like I wont be going out side tonight, the Aliens are combing the area. I must have done something or left something behind last night, because there is a small army of them running around out there. I saw a big black truck with a black and white car, and the yellow striped car from this morning with a silver one. Also there was a few motor bikes I think they where called. One of the pink riders seemed angry about something I thought they here going to run me over! At first I thought they where humans riding them but the riders flickered before I got to close… I know I haven't been overly social able…but I know for a fact that people Do Not flicker…
I got to go…one of them is close…
Max out…
A bright yellow Camaro with twin racing strips pulled up several feet away from the grave site.
The drivers side door popped open, allowing a small rectangular device that almost looked like a red and white boom box with a cassette player on the front to fall out and bounce off a rock.
"Ouch… That's gonna leave a scratch…"
The Camaro closed it's door and began to Transform, Bumblebee stepped away from the object that fell from his alt mode.
The yellow mech clasped his hands together letting his optics flicker.
"I'm so pretty so very very pretty."
The boom box transformed in to a red and white mech that grew to be about a few feet taller then the scout.
The mech scanned the area, he stopped and walked over to a Crescent shaped rock.
"Oh mute it Bee.. I ain't nothin like Sunstreaker… Fraggen vain piece of scrap...Hey! I think I found it!"
Blaster knelt and scanned a small bolder.
When his scans confirmed what he was looking for he reached out and tapped the side, causing a small panel to pop open.
While Blaster tinkered with the motion detector, Something on the other side of the bolder caught Bumblebee's optics The scout turned and walked over…
What he saw made him stop dead in his tracks his spark pulsed painfully in its chamber when he spotted the grave. The mech knelt and ran his hand over the stones as he scanned the ground below them, making out a small human body.
"Just a sparkling…"
Bee noted the foot and paw pint in the dust around the site that headed back into the city.
Blaster closed the panel and got to his feet.
"Well there's nothing wrong with the motion detector…"
The mech paused when he noticed Bee kneeling and staring at the remains of the human city.
Blaster glanced down at the pile of stones in front of the scout.
Two small branches bound together with a tiny elastic band, held a small object with colored glass beads that glittered in the sunlight.
"What is it Bee?"
Bumblebee shook his head and stood.
"They call it a grave... A place they bury and honor their dead…"
Blaster's optics flickered in confusion.
"Who?"
"Humans."
"Humans?! I thought the Decepticons had wiped them out ages ago."
Bumblebee nodded.
"They did but there are a few left, and only hand full of younglings now remain."
"Then why don't we find them? Perhaps we could help them."
This time the scout shook his head in the negative.
"No… once the 'Cons released the virus into the air, our human allies in Nest where among the first to perish… After that the humans came to fear, distrust, and even hate us for what had happened to their world. The virus only takes affect after they reach maturity. We have tried to find any who remain, but they are a crafty and clever species. Even at such a young age they are difficult to track. Optimus had thought that the humans here had perished years ago…."
The mech gazed down at the grave.
"But it appears we were wrong."
Bumblebee bent and snagged a few strands of hair from the elastic band on the Cross rubbing the strands of pale colored protein between his fingers.
"We may have one left."
Blaster transformed back into his alt mode.
"Come on Bee, lets get back before Red Alert Glitches again… Prime will want to know about the Humans as well."
The scout glanced once more towards the city, before picking up Blaster and folding back in to his alt mode and heading back to base…
***
Optimus Prime looked up at his security officer from the data pad in his hand.
"A Human has been causing the sensor glitches?"
"We are only positive of only this one instance. Bumblebee and Blaster brought back evidence confirming that there is at least one human left in the city. It had set off the motion sensors when It buried a youngling. Ratchet is pretty sure the one that left the strands of protein…or Hair, I believe he calls it, is quite young it's self too young to of had a youngling of its own. He also believes it is a femme."
The Prime turned and looked out the window behind his desk. He rested his hands behind his back as he cycled air.
"Female."
Prowl looked up from his data pad and flickered his optics in confusion.
"Prime?"
"They call them Females, Humans I mean. Where we have Mechs and Femmes they have Males and Females. Their younglings are called children."
"It has been assumed that the Human race had been terminated by the Decepticons."
Prime cycled air once more.
"No… but they will be soon. They fear and distrust any Cybertronian to much to let us to get close. Many of them perish before reaching maturity the rest from the Virus."
"What should we do about the youngling...Child in the city?"
Optimus paused, unsure whether or not to send anyone out.
The human would not live very long anyway, perhaps it would be more merciful to leave it in peace.
His spark ached as he brought up and filed threw the human Roster from Nest…
Behind each name and picture was a date with the word "Deceased" printed in harsh red letters.
That list was a constant reminder of how he had failed in keeping his promise to the Human race…
One of the last Nest operatives to fall to the virus had been Annabell Lennox's offspring.
Anger flared once again at the Decepticons for the destruction of yet another innocent race.
Prime banished the list from his processor.
Perhaps it wasn't to late to fix things… Turning back to the security officer.
"Send as many as can be spared, we need to find them before the Decepticon's do, youngling or not if we can do any thing to save them... We must try."
Prowl nodded before walking out the door.
Optimus off-lined his optics and let the planets star warm his armor as he turned back towards the window.
He ignored the hiss of the door opening behind him as a pink and white hand took his.
"Your sorrow for these organic creatures is startling. It seems that is all that fills our bond these solar cycles."
Prime brought his optics back on line and gazed down at his sparkmate.
"We owe them much, they where the ones who stopped Megatron from acquiring the Allspark, one of their kind was responsible for my returning from the well of allsparks. And for their troubles they have suffered mercilessly at the hands of our kind, their entire species almost completely wiped out. Just because they chose to ally themselves to us and offer us a home on their world. I can not help feeling that Man kind would still be flourishing today if we had not come to this planet."
Elita 1 reached up and ran her hand along her sparkmate's face plates.
"The universe it's self would have been in a far worse state if Megatron had gotten a hold of the artifact. I would have regretted not being able to see the wonders of this world and its creatures had the Fallen managed to harvest it's star. I am also forever indebted to these humans for returning you to me."
The femme's armor plating shuddered from the memory of their bond being severed.
"I would not have lasted very long had you perished. The pain in my spark would have seen to it that I followed you. Still the guilt you feel for the organics is not healthy for either of us."
It was the femmes turn to cycle air as another twinge of guilt flickered across their bond.
"The femmes and I will assist Prowl in looking for the human creature."
Optimus gazed down at her to object.
The words stopped before they where formed as the Femme commander held up a hand to silence him.
"No. I wish to see with my on optics, what it is these creatures have that has your spark flaring with such a devotion, that not even I can calm your processor."
Elita pulled a data pad from subspace and pushed is against his chest plate. A smirk flitted across her face plates.
"And while I'm out hunting for an organic... You get to prepare for our new arrivals. Their coming with more supplies from Cybertron to continue building the neutral sector they also have a large amount of energon with them. It seems Wheeljack has found away to convert any form of energy into raw energon without blowing up a star. They should arrive with in a deca-cycle."
Optimus looked at the data pad in his hand.
"I don't..."
The mech's optics flickered as he muted his auto emitters once more, when his spark mates optics paled and a dark look crossed her face plates.
A pink and white hand shot out and grabbed his chest plate.
"Not a word... I don't care if you are the Prime... I have been with out my spark mate for stellar cycles… I will not have our first time together since Primus knows when. Ruined by your missplaced guilt for a bunch of off-line organics…"
Pale blue optics dimmed wickedly.
Gears whined and groaned as she pulled the larger mech towards her.
"Compute?"
Elita-1 released Optimus as she stormed out the door.
A large cammo green mech jumped to the side just barely avoiding getting run over by the femme commander as she stalked down the corridor.
***
Prowl and four other mechs slammed on the breaks as they headed out of the base, when they picked up a message on the public channel.
"Prowl. Chromia, Arcee, Firestar and I will be joining you. Wait for us out side the City's perimeter."
Silence hung in the air as a chill shivered threw the circuits of the bots in the corridor from the Commanders fury that echoed threw the internal COM.
The mechs continued to the perimiter as a small yellow bot looked over at the green replica that walked next to him.
"That femme thcarerth the thlag out of me…"
"No slag!"
TBC...
Next time on Adaptation...
Max ran full tilt down the street, her boots slipping on loose gravel as a high powered engine roared behind her.
The young woman glanced back as the large black and white car from hell charged after her.
Shelter was just a little ways she could make it..she had to make it!
Max turned back around just in time to see the front end of another black and white car come from behind the corner.
The young woman had maybe a fraction of a second to judge speed, height, and distance, and momentum, before she slammed her hands down on to the moving vehicle using the side of the hood as a spring board to launch her self over the side of car.
Time seemed to slow as Max closed her eyes.
Not wanting to see the glass wind shield smack into her if she had judged anything wrong.
The medical kits in her bag would then be of little use to her as a smear on the front of the car.
"All that effort wasted."
Time resumed it normal course, as the wind was knocked from her lungs as she hit the ground feet first and rolled to absorb the shock.
A few seconds later she heard the crunch of metal as one black and white car slam in to the other.
"Then again maybe not..."
Shadow:. Hope you enjoyed the chapter..I'll try and get the next one out sooner. Review's are my life force!!! Take care everyone. ~_^
Shadow signing out...
