A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back! Okay, so there was a mistake in the last chapter- I know I know! It's NOT David, it's Dylan! But it's alright, Dylan doesn't really feature in the story too much anymore (he's dead) so I thought I#'d let it slide! Apologies again! x/x
Umm, by now, you're probably figuring this is a bit of a long fanfic, and I do apologize... I have big plans for this 'fic, so please bear with me...
Thank you to all the people who've commented, I really do apreciate what you have to say! =x:x=
Part Two:
Fray
He remained speechless, feeling the setting despair leek through his spark, overflowing his system. His shoulders sagged, once so full of tension, now left with nothing other than the feeling of hopelessness. They won against the Decepticons, but at the price of Sam's life. What if they'd been sooner? What if he'd managed to stop Sam in time?
Then, none of this would be happening.
Bumblebee heard Rachet roll up behind them, transforming into full Autobot mode, looking over his shoulder to see the kid lying dead on the ground. One hand touched his shoulder, the hand of Optimus, who wordlessly saw what was happening below. Bumblebee didn't move, staring down at the gravel like there was nothing more interesting in the world to see.
He closed his optics, feeling his inner self cave in close to his spark. He left everything on the outside where it was, ignoring the questions posed by Rachet. What would he do now?
Sam was the only kid he'd ever approached, so full of innocence, who didn't understand fully the ways of the world in the sense of war, and death. Sam was the only one he wanted to hang out with. Sam was his best friend, the only best friend he had here. Sure, he had the Autobots, and they were more than friends to him, more like family, but Sam was closer than they could ever be on a different level.
Sam was linked to him in a special way. Sam was like his brother, the only human who could teach him that war wasn't the only thing that mattered. Sam-
"Bumblebee?" Optimus' faraway voice brought him back to the real world. Bumblebee opened his eyes, still staring in shock at Sam. The hand on Bumblebee's shoulder shook slightly, trying to bring him back to the real world. He looked away, hesitatingly, up into Optimus' eyes. What lay in his eyes was reflected in Bumblebee's: sadness, despair that was inevitably beyond repair.
"Sam is safe with the Allspark, Bumblebee," Optimus reassured him. How was that supposed to make him feel better? He looked away, forcing himself to try and not slam a fist into the building beside him.
Carly was being pulled away from Sam, and she was screaming against the force of the pull.
"Sam! SAM! Listen to me, please! Come back, Sam! COME BACK! You PROMISED! You told me you'd come back! SAM!" she howled away, not caring who was telling her to leave it be, her arms were hitting whatever part of the body she could hit on her attacker, who was still cruelly pulling her away from the person she loved.
Lennox held Carly in his arms, and still she hit away, but Lennox didn't let go, and eventually she gave up, and she cried into his jacket, unable to bear the pain by herself anymore, her body couldn't take any more agony.
The sun was shining in full now, hovering high in the sky, beaming down on every inch of destruction around them. It was then that Bumblebee finally had the courage to speak-
"Ssssammm," his real voice crackled and hissed against the radio, and he shivered against the feeling of having to use his voice. Skids looked over to Bumblebee, taking in the broken hearted expression in those eyes, and out a hand on his arm, trying for comfort.
Optimus looked up, confused, as soon as an anomaly passed his monitors. He felt the Matrix in his chest clank against the metal, wanting to be let out. Opening his chest plates, the blue and silver object whizzed in the air in front of him, before speeding it down the street, before high tailing it back up again, as if muddled by where it was. It raised itself into the skies, higher and higher, slowing down just as it became a tiny blip in Optimus' vision.
By this time, many of the men looked up to where Optimus stood, and Epps stepped forward.
"You okay, Optimus?"
The Autobot leader continued to look to the sky, where by this time, many of the Autobots were looking, as surprised and confused as he was.