Quick info about the drones of this story, they are based off of real life people:
1-Karol is based of off Karolina, a good friend and a TF lover like me;
2-Steve is based of off my other fried Gustavo, and I called him Steve because every TFP fic I read has a Vehicon called Steve;
3-Nate is based of off Iasmin, a very special person that played a fundamental part in my life by helping me find my inner strenghts;
4-Cora and Tara are based of off Nick and Arthur, the twins that were a thorn in my side for very long before becoming good friends;
5-Alissa is based of off Thalita, my first real friend and a very shy, but curious girl who stays by my side in every situation no mather the cost;
6-Ciano is based of off Clara, that is the sweetness in the flesh and one of my most trusted friends;
7-And Cocoa, a drone that will appear later in this or another story, will be based of off Gisele, the responsible for showing me that my special talent is creativity and the one who incouraged me to start writing stories alongside Vitoria, another friend.
There will be more notes atthe chapter end, so read to know more and enjoy the story.
NAT3's (Nate) P.O.V
Information never stops, especially in the Vehicon . The recent news are undoubtedly the most amazing we received in a long, long time.
Cora, the Seeker-Drone, is carrying.
Chip came to me shortly after the rumors stared to run, and told me that it was true.
- Nate, is there any unofficial medics among the drones? – She asked, looking at me. I know that her optics are looking right into my visor.
- A few. – I answered – For example, there's 4NU-3, or Anue and 714-N4, or Tiana. There are others, but the most skilled is undoubtedly AL-1S-S4, Alissa.
- Can you take me to her? – She asked again, smiling.
- Sure. But I'll warn you, Alissa is very coward. Even for drone standards.
- What do you mean?
- I won't lie, we all are afraid of the officers. Your brother, Starscream, Knockout, Breakdown, I was afraid of you when we first met.
- What made you change your mind?
- You have something special about you, Chip. – She tilted her head in a confused manner – There something about you… something strange and wonderful at the same time. You inspire trust.
She smiled a bit and blushed, taking a few braids out of her face.
- Back to Alissa? – She asked.
- Oh, right. – I answered – Alissa's fear for the officers is beyond anything we've ever seen. You better have patience.
She nodded and we started to walk until Alissa's room. We stumbled upon her mate in the way.
- Ciano! – I called, running until him. He turned and his visor brightened up a little.
- Nate. – He greeted, stopping when he saw Chip. He lowered his head a little.
- No need for that dude. - I said, placing a hand in his shoulder – Chip, this is C14-N0, or Ciano. He is Alissa's mate.
She smiled and waved her hand at him. He seemed to tense up a little, but relaxed once he saw her smile and waved back.
- Ciano, we are looking for Alissa. – I said and felt his frame tense up again.
- Don't worry. – Chip whispered – I only want to talk with her.
Ciano slowly nodded, leading us until where Alissa was. She was at the sparring room patching an Eradicon who had an injured wing.
- Alissa. – Ciano called, waling until be beside her. She dismissed the Eradicon and walked until him.
- What is it sweetspark? – She asked. Ciano pointed at us and Alissa immediately froze, lowering her head and holding her hands together over her tummy.
Soundchip's P.O.V
Alissa really seems to be afraid. Afraid is little, she is terrified.
I walked until her and felt her shaking more as closer as I got.
- Alissa? – I whispered. She started to shake more – Alissa, look at me.
When she didn't accomplish, I placed a gentle hand under her chin and slowly raised her head until her visor was directed to mine. She tensed under my touch and I felt sad for her.
- Alissa, I need your help. - I whispered again. I let go of her chin and she looked at me. I could tell she was surprised and smiled.
- A certain drone told you are a skilled medic. – I said, pointing at Nate behind me.
- U-unofficial medic ma'am. – She said, her voice cracking a little. Ciano placed a comforting hand on her back, between her wings.
- I really need your help, Alissa. – I said, trying to sound as gentle as I could - But I want you to trust me first.
I felt something expanding around me. Whatever it was it soon achieved Alissa, and her shaking stopped.
- Yes ma'am. – She said, this time sounding happier. I smiled at her.
Alissa's P.O.V
There's something about her.
- Alissa, can you come with me? – She asked, smiling warmly. I felt that flux hit me again, but it's not like any other flux. It's gentle and inspires confidence and I am certain it is coming from Soundchip.
I nodded and followed her as she made her way to the sickbay.
- Excuse me ma'am, but why do you need me? – I asked, still a little scared. The flux hit me again and I relaxed.
- Alissa, call me Chip. – She asked, gently – Well, have you heard about Cora?
- The carrying seeker-drone? Yes.
- I… uh… I have no idea how to take care of a sparked 'bot. – She admitted, rubbing the back of her head – Experience fails me at that point. Cora will need help. Medical help, and I don't really trust KO and Break to help.
- Why not? – I dared to ask, preparing myself for the slap.
My fear from the officers came after a series of beatdowns I received from Starscream after stumbling upon him in a mood swing.
My body hurts by simply remembering it.
- Would you trust a fumbling or a selfish mech to look after a sparked 'bot? – She asked, chuckling and smiling. I found myself giggling as well – But Soundwave did told me that the drones used to have sparklings before you arrived at this planet.
- That's pretty much how we used to keep our ranks high.
- So I'm trusting you can help me at this point, Alissa.
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So, I know I've spent a long time without updating, but I have good reasons:
One, I've been really sick in the past days. Have I ever mentioned I have been in a hospital for an entire month when I was younger due to this same problem? I'm not sure what's called but I know it sucks.
Two, school's been keeping me busy. Only this month I have three class presentations to perform.
Three, my paternal grandparents decided to pay us a visit last week and I couldn't get close to the computer.
Four, my best friend has attention deficit and dyscalculia, so the class council has put me in charge of lecturing her. With the tests week coming closer and closer, I have plenty of job to do.
And finally, my other best friend Vitoria, also known as PrincessofCrossovers here in , have been planning on a new crossover, one that I particularly think it's great:
There's a reason why my DeviantArt is TF-WoW-MLP: Transformers, World of Warcraft and My Little Pony, my three favorite fandons. PrincessofCrossovers had the brilliant idea of crossing WoW and TFP. She was going to use her own game characters, but her account was hacked and got banned forever.
She is one of the main reasons why I sarted the Fanfic thing, so I will help her by writting with her and letting her use my game characters, meaning that as soon as we start the story will be posted in both her and my accounts.
I hope to get some reviews at that story, mainly because I simply cant believe no one ever considered a crossover between WoW and TFP, or simply looked at Predaking's beast mode and thought that he looked like Deathwing.
Anyway, see ya next time!