Chapter 5
A/N: I recently discovered that someone was copying my work on Dark Snow. I couldn't believe it when I found out, I did look at the story and discovered it was in fact a copy of mine, just different characters. Hopefully it should be resolved soon. I own nothing but my OCs.
"If you're handed a crying baby; do you: A) curse it, B) lock it in a tower, C) give it a bottle, or D) cut out its heart?" Alpha Trion asked, looking over the four teens. Two of which looked bored, and one was not even paying attention.
Midnight raised her hand.
"Midnight," Alpha Trion said.
"What was the second one?" she asked.
"Anyone else?" the headmaster asked looking at them, seeing 'Bee not even paying attention, and drawing in his sketchbook, "Bumblebee?"
"C) give it a bottle," he said without even looking up.
"Correct…again," Alpha Trion said being surprised again on how the son of the most evil man in Cybertron's history knew all of this.
"Jeez, you're on fire 'Bee," Skyfall said.
"I just pick the one that doesn't sound like any fun," 'Bee said rolling his eyes.
"That makes sense," Barricade said.
"No duh Sherlock," he growled.
A girl with red hair, blue-green eyes, wearing a simple blue dress walked quickly up to Alpha Trion. "You need to sign off an early dismissal for the coronation," she said handing him a clipboard.
"Everyone here remembers my daughter, Icefire?" Alpha Trion said.
"Dad!" she hissed.
"It's fine," he said turning her to the group. "Icefire, this is everyone."
"Hi…" she said shyly. "It's ok! Don't mind me! As you were!" With that she left as fast as she could without running.
"Back to our lesson," Alpha Trion said. "You find a vial of poison; do you: A) put it in the king's wine, B) paint it on an apple…" They chuckled a this. "…or C) turn it over to the proper authorities?"
Midnight's, Barricade's, and Skyfall's hands shot into the air.
"Barricade."
"C) you turn it over to the proper authorities," Barricade answered.
"I was gonna say that!" Skyfall snarled, then the two began to wrestle.
"Guys!" Alpha Trion snapped. The two stopped and looked at him. "I'm going to recommend for you to use that energy on the tourney field."
-.-
"Moonrose! Barricade! You're offense! Arcee, defense!" Ultra Magnus shouted.
Skyfall stood in the middle of the red on the filed unsure of what to do.
"Hey! New girl!" Magnus shouted at her. "Get out of the kill zone! And get your helmet on!"
The game started and Moonrose fired the ball. Giving out a battle cry, Barricade charged his opponents, taking several of them out. Running into the kill zone, he used his battle training to dodge all of the projectiles sent at him. Skyfall saw him coming towards her and she braced herself, being knocked to the ground. Getting the ball from Moonrose, he scored a goal. He took of his helmet and cheered, as everyone was still sitting on the ground dumbstruck.
"You!" Magnus called pointing at Barricade. "Get over here!" Barricade and the rest of the players jogged over. "What do you call that?"
Barricade shrugged.
"I call that raw talent," Magus said giving one of his rare smiles. "Welcome to the team, come find me later, I'll show you something called a rule book." He looked at Skyfall. "Ever considered band?"
"I'll work with her," Moonrose said.
"Alright," Magnus nodded. "Let's run that again."
-.-
Arcee and Knockout were laughing as they turned a corner, meeting Moonrose. They stopped laughing and looked at 'Bee and Midnight talking at 'Bee's locker, which was covered in the dragon painting.
"Those kids are trouble," Knockout said pointing at them.
Midnight noticed them staring. "I'll see you later," she told 'Bee before walking off.
"Later," he said.
"Give them a chance guys," Moonrose said.
"No offense sweetheart, but you're just too trusting," Knockout said. "I know your mom fell in love with a big nasty beast that turned out to be a Prime, but with my parents, the evil king was just the evil king. That boy's father!"
Moonrose just growled and walked away.
Bumblebee closed his locker, and was caught off guard by the princess standing behind it.
"Have a good first day?" Moonrose asked.
"Super," 'Bee said leaning on his locker.
Moonrose looked at the dragon he painted on the locker. "You should consider taking this talent off the wall and into the art room," she proposed. "I could sign you up. What do you think?"
"Way to take the fun out of it," Bumblebee smiled, "but I'll consider it." With a grin he walked off.
Moonrose sighed, mentally battering herself for sounding so stupid.
Turning down a hall 'Bee found Icefire, alone, in the barren, dead-end, hall. "Hey," he said. Icefire turned looking frightened. "It's Icefire right?"
"What's it to you?!" she weakly growled.
"Guess I was just hoping to make a friend," he lied. "But forget it, you probably have all the friends you need."
"Not really," she said.
"Really?" he said looking surprised. "I figured with your father being Alpha Trion, and the headmaster. Not to mention your wonderful…" He looked for something to compliment; Icefire looked hopeful a slight blush appearing on her face. "…personality."
"I'd rather be pretty," she said. "You have awesome hair, and flawless skin."
An idea came to 'Bee. "You know, I have just the thing for that," he said pulling out the spell book. He shifted through several pages before finding the correct spell. "Ah, here we are! Beware, forswear, replace the old with brand new hair." With that he waved his hand, and handed her a mirror. "Much, better, you almost don't notice your other features anymore."
She stared wide-eyed at her new hair, it was long and flowy. "Do my nose!" she said tapping the book.
'Bee drew a breath. "Sorry, but I can't. I've been practicing, but I'm just not at my parents' level yet. But your father is, with his staff, one swoosh of that thing, and you could have whatever features you want."
"He doesn't use the staff anymore," she sighed. "He believes real magic is in the books, and not spell books, real books, like history."
'Bee snorted. "That sucks," he stated.
"Yea…" she sighed.
"He used magic on Chroma, who wasn't even his real daughter. Doesn't he love you," he asked.
"Of course he does…it's just that…you know, tough love. Work on the inside, not the outside," she pouted.
"That's it! That's the face you need to do!" he exclaimed. "You need to look as if your heart is going to break." She looked confused, and 'Bee held up a finger. Using some magic he turned into her, putting on the face. "Oh father…I just don't understand why you can't make me beautiful too." With that he changed back into himself, feeling slightly drained from the use of so much advanced magic.
"One: that was awesome. Two: you really think that will work?" she gaped.
"It's what Chroma did, didn't she? And your father bipidy-bopidy-booed the living daylights out of her," 'Bee smiled, giving a small laugh. "And hey! If your dad does decide to break out the old staff...invite me."
"If I can convince him, you are so there," she grinned. "Bye." She picked up her stuff and left.
Bumblebee sighed in relief, still feeling a bit drained, but not nearly as bad as he did using the teleportation spell for four people.
-.-
"Any chance he's in line for a throne somewhere?" Midnight asked, looking at one guy in her science class.
"Firestorm? Solarflare's son?" Smokescreen asked. "He inherited his father's charms, but he isn't exactly there, there. Know what I mean?"
"He looks fine to me," she said.
"Midnight! The teacher said. "I guess this isn't review for you, so tell me: what's the average atomic weight for silver?"
"Atomic weight? Well obviously not very much, it's an atom right," she said, causing a few students to laugh. The teacher waved her up. Walking to the board she secretly pulled out her mirror. "Let's see. How do I find the atomic weight of silver?" The mirror showed her the answer, which she wrote down.
The teacher sighed. "I forget, always a mistake to underestimate-"
"A Decepticon?" she said glaring at him. "Don't do it again." As she walked back to her seat, Firestorm handed her a note, staring at her. Looking down at the note, she's sees a place and time to meet him at.
Smokescreen watched the exchange, looking jealous.
-.-
"Alright," Moonrose said holding a clipboard and a stopwatch, "Skyfall we're gonna do some sprints."
Skyfall got into a track start position, when a dog barked. Moonrose saw her look to see the dog charging at her and started the timer, just as she began to move. Skyfall got to where she was and she stopped the clock looking at the time impressed. Hearing screaming she sees Skyfall still running with the dog chasing after.
"Skyfall!" she called chasing after.
Getting into the woods, Skyfall climbed up a tree, looking down at the dog fearfully.
"Skyfall!"
"Moonrose!" Skyfall called seeing her run over.
"Help me! This thing is a killer! It's going to chase me down and rip out my throat! This is a vicious, rabid, pack animal!" she said pointing at the dog.
"Who told you that?" Moonrose asked.
"My mother," the scared girl said.
"Terraclaw?" she asked.
"She's a dog expert," the girl in the tree stated. "Why are you holding it?! It's gonna attack you!"
"You've never actually met a dog have you?" Moonrose asked.
"Duh, of course not!" she exclaimed.
"Charm, meet Skyfall," Moonrose said to the dog. "Skyfall, this is Charm. She's our campus mutt."
"She doesn't look like a vicious pack animal," Skyfall said hesitantly getting down from the tree. She gently reached out a touched it, smiling she let Moonrose hand Charm to her. "You're a good girl aren't you?"
"Guess you all have it pretty rough on the island," Moonrose said.
"Yea," Skyfall said. "Let's just say we don't get many belly rubs."
"You're a really good runner," Moonrose said changing the subject. "I'm just…I'll just let you two have your space." She turned and walked away, with dozens of questions going through her head.