Heya! I'M BACK!
Has anyone noticed that in ROTF when OP gets Megatron to blast off half his own head, Megatron says something like 'RAMFAAAZ' or something. Anyway, the same sound is heard in DOTM, when Sentinels gets a hit to the chest and flees to the bridge, right after Carly calls Megatron Sentinel's bitch. And also it can be heard when Megatron finally dies and gets his head ripped off by OP.
Three absolutely same noises. Hehe I just love to spot such things.
Have you noticed it, too?
Anyway, there's no more lovey-dovey here. Nope. Time to let some tragedy in, problems, crisis, tears, fights… Time to let this story reach the reason why I started to write it! I can't believe it took me 35 chapters to get here! :D
It's been so long. Really. So much time has passed. Winter has gone, spring was halfway done.
Winter was cold. Snowy, but also, romantic. I got a cold, as I always do every winter. Lack of vitamin C does that to you. During that time, Nicole tried to convince me she could attract metal. I told her she attracted Bumblebee, but she said not that kind of metal.
So it made me wonder what kind of metal she was thinking of? Then she started talking to be about how she could put a metal coin on her forehead and it wouldn't fall on the ground.
"See? I can glue metal to my skin." She said as she sat on my bed.
"Yeah, since it's like thirty Celsius degrees in this room. Try gluing it to your forehead outside, where it's cold. And try and attract a light pole, while you're at it." I huffed. I was sick, and today just wasn't my day.
"Don't be grumpy. We've had Ironhide to be a grump and back at DG (Diego Garcia) we got Ratch. So lighten up." she nudged me but I growled.
"I'm sick, Captain Obvious. Could you get me some tea?" I thought of an excuse to make her leave. I just want to sleep.
"Sure thing, Mel." She said as she patted my thigh, which was covered with double blankets, and she left the room.
"Thank you." I pleaded to the skies. God smiled on me today and let me sleep.
"Good morning." Ron came into the room, closing the door behind him. Or maybe, he didn't smile on me and wasn't going to let me sleep.
"Hey." I said as he sat down on my bed. "I'm tired."
"Rest. I'll leave." He started to get up, but I tugged him. I was comfortable around him and our relationship was growing stronger.
"Stay please." I smiled as he sat back down. "I'd like to sleep, but I'd rather have you by my side." He ran his fingers through my hair and gave my forehead a kiss.
"Of course you would." He snorted.
"Shut up. I don't even know how you winded up with me. Or why you're putting up with me." I felt like crap. This was the disease talking. "I'm sick, I'm fat, I'm ugly, I'm-" he cut me off by putting his hands on my face. My cheeks, to be exact.
"Shh." He said, looking me dead in the eye. "Nonsense. You are beautiful. And you have a stunning body figure. Stop demoralizing yourself." He assured. My heart skipped a beat.
"Only you could love me without make-up or combed hair."
"I love you just the way you are." He kissed my lips. "You know that."
"I know." I smiled. "But still, I hate being sick."
"Don't we all?"
"You can get sick? If you can, better leave the room. I don't want to infect you with-"
"Not human disease. We get viruses. Not organic viruses."
"You're making things complicated." I shook my head.
"We can get viruses, and we must update our firewalls." He explained. "It's a long process. Ratchet knows about it more."
"Just don't call Ratchet. He's going to blame the bathroom bacteria." I said.
"I know, which is exactly why I hadn't called him. Get sleep." He caressed my throat with his one finger. It tickled me and sent chills down my spine.
But again, that was a long time ago. That was winter. Now it's spring.
Right now, I'm listening to class. All of these financial adversary things are starting to sink into my mind. It's fairly easy once you learn it all and get the hang of it.
I thought about me and Ron. My recorded would eventually get all the lessons on tape, and then I'd prepare the finals. Ron and I've done so many things. All those nights together, learning how to make pancakes…
I giggled quietly at the thought. That was something alright. Staying with me when I was sick, when I got drunk.
Yeah, Nicole can be that persuasive. Along with Amanda.
So, Ron decided to ban me from going to parties. Or at least, getting drunk. Who is he to control me? I don't get it. He's not my father, he's just my boyfriend.
And guardian. And best friend. And I care about him. I love him. But, that still doesn't mean he can tell me what I can and what I can't do.
Suddenly the whole class started to exit the classroom, meaning it was the end. I've been too lost in thought to notice it. I packed all of my stuff and turned off the recorder and went straight for Ironhide.
On my way to Ironhide, I spotted Dean. I hurried as I exited the building.
"Hey Captain!" I heard him yell. I had a sickening feeling in my stomach. There was also a churning and a burning feeling in my chest. I jogged to Ironhide. "Captain!" he yelled.
I got to Ironhide quickly, opening the door violently and getting in the driver's seat. "Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, he's right there!" the seatbelt flung around me and the windows tinted. The truck's engine bolted to life with a mighty roar as the truck fell in gear.
Quickly, Ironhide got me out of there. I sighed in relief as I looked into the side view mirror. He fizzed into existence next to me. "What was that about? And who was there?" he kept driving in the direction of my dorm.
"Dean." I spat.
"You really don't like him, do you?"
"Of course I don't! The idiot! He kissed me without permission! What an asshole!" I yelled.
"Calm down, calm down. He's not here. I have an idea, though I think Prime would differ, but he doesn't need to know."
"What?" I looked at him.
"I say, we beat the slag out of him and be done with it."
"If that means to beat the shit out of him, then go for it."
"It's like you already know Cybertronian swears." He smiled.
"You mean, I got it right this time?" I grinned. I usually missed the whole point when he said 'glitch head', 'slag', 'frag' and so on. Usually, it was directed to the twins when they visited. Apparently, doing something bad to Ratchet earned them the title of 'glitch heads'. Not that it was my business anyway.
"Just this time." He said. "Are you going to that deplorable facility again, tonight?" he asked.
"Yeah. Why don't you like parties? I mean, have you ever been to a party?"
"In my younger days, of course. I don't like the human 'parties', all of those male species' testosterone levels rising to insane amounts, high grade and this 'smoke' you call, can be smelled in the air. It's quite an unhealthy place."
"You're going all Ratchet on me."
"I am stating a fact."
"Sure you are." We got to the parking lot of the dorm, where the Chevy Camaro rested. "Thanks for the ride." I said, getting out of the car. The truck beeped as it 'locked' and Ron came out as well.
I got into the house and dropped my bag on the couch. Amanda was on the phone, talking to someone, and as I went into the bedroom, Nicole and Bee were discussing something.
"Hey. We going out tonight?" I asked, opening my closet and trying to find a dress for tonight.
"Sure. We got about three hours. Bee, I need you out of the room." She said, getting off her bed and pushing Bumblebee out, who tried to protest, but to no avail. She shut the door behind him.
"Thanks. Say, do you have any… golden colored heels? I want to try them on with the new dress I bought a couple of weeks ago." I said, taking out a short dress that had a long sleeve on one arm, and no sleeve at all at the other arm.
"Yeah. Want these? I only got this pair." She pulled a pair of golden ones from under her bed.
"Perfect. I'll take a shower." I said, taking the footwear and the dress, going into the bathroom.
Three hours later…
"You are not going to that pathetic 'party'!" Ron said loudly, because when I exited the room, all dressed up, he first stared at me and then began to yell. Not really yell, but his voice was louder than usual.
"You can't and won't tell me, what I will and will not do!" I retorted, stomping over to the door.
"I am your guardian and your romantic interest and you will not-"
"I don't care! I'm not your pet or object or something you can possess and command!" I shrieked. One thing I hated, was having no freedom. He wasn't letting me have any. And our fights were… fierce. He hated when I retorted and I'd never back down without a good fight. Something I've learned over the years.
"I never said you were! I only said that you can't go because-"
"Ha! Here we go, again! Commanding! Jesus Christ, I think you're more possessive than Sunstreaker!"
"No one is more possessive than he is." He said.
"Look, I don't care, and you can't stop me."
"Melissa, every time you've had a need, I was there and I obeyed, now, I only ask that you do the sa-" the door opened and out came Nicole.
"Great, you're here." I said, grabbing her hand. "See you, Ron." I said, cutting him off midsentence and slamming the door behind me.
Ron and I were going to have a serious talk in the morning. I could just feel it.
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"I can't believe you talked me into this." Nicole said, getting out of the house behind me as we walked to the dorm where the current party was taking place. "Bee's not going to be happy. He told me not to go."
"I know, Ron's not going to be happy either. He had some 'bad feeling' or something before we started arguing. But he can't control me. I'm free to do what I want."
"I know. Why isn't Amanda coming?" she asked as we walked slowly to the party. Slowly walking in heels was much more relaxing than trying to get to a party quickly.
"She has some kind of… live-chat date with Josh or whatever."
"Oh. Well, that's okay. She can come next time." I shrugged.
"Yeah… How are you doing, considering Dean is here?" she asked a sensitive topic. But, she was my best friend. With superpowers.
"I'm fine, I guess. I mean, today he yelled at me like, 'Captain!', but you know, that's not my name. So I just ran to big H (as in 'Hide') and he drove me back." I explained. "I know Ironhide's going to go ballistic on me. He's going to go crazy when he figures out I went to a party."
"But he can't ban you from going out."
"My point exactly."
"But, I still think you should have listened to him."
"Why's that?"
"Because I have a bad feeling, too."
"What?" how could Ironhide and Nicole be feeling the same thing? A bad feeling? "Do you know what it is?"
"I can hover objects, I'm not psychic." She huffed. "Let's just dance away and go home." She wasn't thrilled at all. Usually she was the one who brought everyone on their feet with her happy-go-lucky attitude. Maybe it was the bad feeling talking out of her.
We entered the dorm, the music was blasting and drinks were being handed, just like on every single party we went to.
Nicole nudged me, "Mel, I don't… Something's not right." She said.
"What is it? Let's be brave. We're going to be fine. Ironhide's always brave." I pushed.
"I don't know. It's somewhere here. Something's going to happen. I… I don't think it's going to be good." She said.
"Let's go back home. Hide and Bee can protect us there." I said, even though I had no clue what they would be protecting us from.
"Excuse me, madam, but I need you to come with me for a moment." Someone said, pulling Nicole from the crowd and out of the dorm, and Nicole pulled me along with her. The voice seemed fairly familiar, but I couldn't connect it to any of the faces I knew.
"What?" Nicole said, as we were pulled out of the party and onto the street.
All I could see are insane amounts of police vehicles and all of their flashing lights were giving red and blue glimpses on the dorm walls. "Everybody, party's over!" A cop said through the echo thing.
"…Sir?" Nicole asked again as the man continued to drag us towards a police car. I was being roughly dragged by Nicole and I grabbed her wrist, not letting go of her, since all of the students were thrown out of the dorm. Some were drunk and drugged, and that's where the cops come in.
It was like I was in a herd of horses. Everybody was bumping and falling over each other, not that horses do that, but there were just so many people here.
Finally, we got to a car I think I recognized, but I was thrown in the back too fast to notice what car it was.
"Sir, where are you taking us? What do you want to ask us?" Nicole said as the man got in the driver's seat and started the car. It gave a mighty roar, as if it was a muscle car, and we slowly rolled out of the street. "Sir?" Nicole asked for the millionth time.
The man stood silent as so did Nicole and I. We didn't get to drink anything at the party. Nicole and I exchanged confused looks. She raised her eyebrow and lifted her head up sharply, as if she was asking me why he brought us into a police car.
The car turned on a corner and gained speed. I shook my head, not knowing at all what he wanted to do with us.
"Sir?" Nicole, once again tried to ask him, but to no avail. Maybe he wasn't the talkative type.
But it wasn't the fact that he didn't reply, I was starting to get anxious, really. I could feel the tension in the air as the policeman drove us out on an open highway and got in the fastest lane and sped up. I looked to Nicole. She was white in the face. I patted her arm and she took notice of me. "You okay?" I whispered.
She uncontrollably shook her head. It was like she was scared out of her skin and she was shaking. "S-something's off. This isn't good." She whispered.
The car sped to insane amounts, pinning us to the seats. "Dude, just tell us what's going on!" I yelled. I wasn't known for patience, and this was getting old, scary and I just wanted to go to Ron and spend the night with him.
The car got down from the highway and, by some God's miracle, it got to a construction site. The seatbelts flung around us, clicking into place as my heart quickened. Nicole and I screamed from fright, from the sudden action.
The car sped up until it ejected us mid-transformation. We gave a frightening shrill with our voices, making Barricade cringe. He grabbed each of us in his hands, glaring intensely.
"You're right, Autoscums. Something is very wrong." He smirked. "And you-" his eyes narrowed angrily at me, "I should have killed you a long time ago. Now, that Autobolt Bumblebee will meet his maker. With your doom." He spoke back to Nicole.
"What do you want?!" Nicole shrieked. Barricade didn't answer her question, instead, he transformed back into the Mustang cop car mode and threw us in, in the meantime. We were strapped down in the back of the Mustang again.
"What the hell do you want, you goddamn piece of machine!" I spat on the dash, but this time, I didn't get anything more than just a sickening laughter.
"Lord Megatron will be pleased of your demise." The radio spoke in the horrifying, nightmare giving voice, as some sort of white dust or powder or something came out of the speakers.
"What is this shit!" I screamed, struggling to get away from the gray smoke. I couldn't not inhale it, the whole inside of the car was loathing in it. I couldn't see a thing.
Now I am… tired. God, I'm so tired… was this? Some kind of narcotic smoke? I can't think straight.
All I knew, is that my eyesight shut itself on me and that I was sedated. Out in the middle of nowhere on a construction site.
The last thing I remember is imagining Ron giving me a hard-ass lesson. Then I was embraced in the darkness that was pulling me in mercilessly.
Woot! Let's go!
From here, the fight will be your own.
Really, because from here it's going to get horrible. Really, really horrible. Not like morbid-horrible, but Mel's going to go through so many things, I don't know if you'll have the heart to read this when I update! :D
Which is exactly what it will make it an amazing fic! :3