A/N its been nearly two weeks since i last updated :S my bad but you know how it is, work, friends, family :)
Legacy
With that sorted, i returned back to the main hall, i stretched as you would in the morning and got back to seeing at a human eye view, all this changing form constantly is mentally tiring, screw the 'fleshbag' comments i was born to be human and nothing will convince me to be otherwise, i only say this as my main goal in life is to prove the possibilities of humanity, sure we have limits but I'll prove we're capable of much more...well until i'm older anyway and until then I'll just use the 'crutch' for now.
Anyway enough with my rant I'm just getting used to change that's all, so i think it's starting to take its toll i'm actually feeling a bit grumpy too as in i can't seem to bite my tongue as i usually would. "So is this just a day of energon searching?" i then said to anybody in the room, mainly Ratchet, Arcee, Bulkhead and dad who were present.
"Well bulkhead and i haven't managed to find any, bumblebee and smokescreen are still out and ratchet is looking out for any iacon beacons." Arcee shrugged.
"In short you're on standby." I said.
"exactly." She sighed, i shrugged as i went up the stairs to join jack who he himself was 'standing by' as he kicked his feet, i sighed long as i lent on the railing, the side that i hadn't broken that is.
"Looks like it's just you and me today jack." I said to him tiredly.
"Looks that way." He said.
Just then a shriek of tyres came into base as bumblebee came swerving in panicked as smokescreen came swerving in for the thrill of it. They both transformed as bumblebee beeped frantically that fast i had no idea what he was saying, "wait, someone saw you? You made contact?" Arcee questioned furrowing her brow as she tried to figure out bee's fast speech as well.
Bumblebee beeped some more, "smokescreen? Revealed himself to a human?!" Arcee yelled shooting daggered optics at the fresh recruit.
"Hey thanks pal." Smokescreen sarcastically teased to bumblebee nudging him in the side.
Bumblebee then cupped a hand around his cheek as he beeped quietly for smokescreen to not hear, "and the human got photographic evidence of our existence?!" Ratchet exclaimed, whipping himself from the screen.
I facepalmed, "how did that happen anyway? Were there decepticons?" i asked.
Smokescreen flapped his hand in a 'shooing' motion as he made a raspberry sound, "nahhh, this human was in my way when i was driving, i mean i politely moved out of the way but we both swerved to the side in a stop so then this human comes out wielding a piece of scrap metal and suddenly it's my fault, so this guy threatens to lay the smack down on my alt form so i just put him in his place and challenged him back. It was pretty funny though what did he expect to do with that stick?" he laughed mockingly.
"Actually smokescreen was doing over a hundred miles per hour and he went on the wrong side of the road." Bumblebee quickly added, getting another 'dude really?' expression from smokescreen.
"Well no wonder he threatened to smash your mirrors in, take into account that he nearly had a collision with you." I said in an almost hiss, yeah i am definitely feeling 'mentally' tired from changing back and forth, better have a day break.
"Oh come on that wouldn't have happened." He shrugged.
"Urgh..." i growled under my breath.
"that is enough." Dad then said giving me a long stare. i gave him a hard stare back as i felt a hand on my shoulder.
"h-hey come on El...We'll check the internet for these photos." Jack said to me quietly.
"Huh?" i said to him as if i was offended somehow, "O-Oh yeah sure." I said sitting down on a chair as jack checked the computers.
"Hey you're not mad at me are ya?" Smokescreen asked generally concerned.
I held my head slightly as i lazily looked at him, "Were you actually concentrating on the road? Despite your speed?" i asked.
"Yeah! I mean, well i...there's just so much road...i didn't think it was a two way system." He said with slight guilt.
"oh." I said relaxing my grumpy expression, "He didn't know?" i thought lightly.
"That is not the point, you don't act as you please on this planet!" Ratchet scolded.
"Found it!" jack announced, "Old road rage didn't waste any time posting your mug shots, raf will scrub this as soon as he's back from house hunting." Jack said.
"Is this what you learned while serving alpha Trion?! I highly doubt that he would condole such irresponsible behavior." Ratchet continued to scold.
"Blowing your cover is not okay." Arcee added.
"Sorry guys i know i really messed up." He said though it didn't sound too convincing.
"While ratchet and Arcee are correct, i believe we are all equally responsible for this incident." Dad said adding himself to the conversation.
"Us?!" Arcee exclaimed.
"How?!" ratchet moaned like a toddler.
"We weren't even there!" bulkhead said.
"nope." Bee said.
"Well, bee was." Bulkhead added sneakily.
"Shuuut uuuuuuuup" bee scolded elbowing bulkhead in the stomach.
"How can you blame them for smokescreen threatening a civilian?" i said.
"Our recent efforts have been so intensively focused on averting crisis that we have overlooked simple matters, such as teaching smokescreen how to best function on this planet, it is an oversight that must be corrected." Dad said.
"So threatening each other on cybertron is how you 'normally' function right? Because i think its basic common sense really." I sarcastically remarked under my breath.
"Optimus I'm honored to train under you and will do whatever it takes to make things right to make you proud." Smokescreen said, this time it was convincing the way he said that, he generally wants to be acknowledged.
"Perhaps the best way for you to learn about the human world is from a human." Dad said.
"Smokescreen gets his own partner?" Arcee said raising an eyebrow at him.
"Hmmm, smokescreen and sierra? Smokescreen and Vince? Smokescreen and fowler? He-he no I'm going too far now heh." I thought shaking my head.
"p-lease isn't having three humans here enough?" ratchet stated as every eye and optic gave him a long look, "pfft." He said giving everyone wondering optics as he groaned and turned around, well that's ratchets input.
"I was referring to one already among us." Dad said looking at jack, who stood closer by.
"Er...sure Optimus, erm robots in disguise, traffic laws, don't beat down humans. I can bring smokescreen up to speed." Jack said accepting the role of 'teacher'.
"Moses wander the desert for about forty years." I jested in jacks direction.
Bulkhead put a hand on smokescreens shoulder, "we've all put in kerbside duty, part of the gig." He said.
"You coming?" jack asked me.
"Nah it's like training a dog, you can't have two people teaching him things both at once." I said, as well as i just wanted to rest.
Jack shrugged as he climbed down the stair ladder, "then let's go for a drive, teach." Smokescreen said transforming and jack got inside; he then drove out leaving skid marks and swerving slightly.
"Optimus with all due respect agent fowler is out relocating rafs family because the cons discovered where he lives, meanwhile smokescreen, in all his wisdom, chooses a vehicle mode with screaming double thirty eights on the doors making him an easy target, I'd be lying if i said i wasn't more than concerned about jacks safety." Arcee said, tone full of worry.
"Nonetheless, the fact remains that our new recruit is in need of instruction, i believe that smokescreens spark is in the right place and that he now understands the necessity of protecting humanity." Dad stated seriously.
"And on cue i felt a shudder up my spine." I said, as i then climbed down the ladder.
"Where are you going?" Arcee asked, i felt slightly wary as she hovered over me suddenly.
"Fix my bikes paint job." I said looking at her suspiciously.
"Did you drive into a lamppost again?" She asked though she would normally make a joke out of that she sounded like jacks mom.
"No, there's just some...scratches" i said.
"I'll give you a hand." She offered.
"n-no that's alright i can do it, it'll take a few minutes." I said no way am i going to show that to Arcee. But out of curiosity i asked, "Why?" i said furrowing my brow in suspicion.
"What?" Arcee said stepping back a bit.
"You want to help me with my personal problems...why?" i said again as though interrogating the enemy.
"w-well, jacks out with smokescreen, i have some time to spare, i thought we could...enjoy one another's company." She said formally.
"Feeling left out?" i asked.
Arcee folded her arms, "no, it's just that my concern for jack right now is making me feel as though i should be..." She started.
"Sorry Arcee if this were another time, I'd like to hang out with you but this is something 'personal'" i said, the color in her optics dimmed ever so slightly but i didn't understand why
I knelt down with a bucket and sponge, my knees were soaked and my hands started to have that weird 'wrinkled' feel to it urgh, i hate that feeling. i rubbed the sponge over the scratched marked, i then rinsed it and dried it, then applied some wax to it, then with a specially formed pen went over the scratch marks, but with most products they fail to keep there word 'scratch mark free in one use' my ass. But it helps I'll give it that, when you go over the whole thing a hundred times! May need a buffer...
"the paints going to fade eventually don't you think?" I then heard as i dived onto my bike as a defensive response. "What are you hiding?" Arcee asked moving closer towards me.
"Nothing...do you mind...i need a buffer." I said rather grumpily.
"Just show it to me i won't say anything." She said lightly, i think we had switched personalities.
"That's not the point it's...degrading." I said turning my head to the floor.
"Come on." She said as if encouraging a small child.
I sighed as i showed her the markings, not giving her eye contact as my lip curled, "let me guess...Vince?" she said.
"Yeah..." i flatly said.
"Is that all?" she said raising an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" i said sounding slightly annoyed.
"I mean the 'yeah' by itself, isn't there anything you'd like to expand?" she said.
"Like what?" i inquired.
"Like expressing how you feel about this in general, i express all the time what I'm feeling you know that." She jested, though she still remained tense.
"Not now though." I said.
"i could, if you did the same." She offered.
I then looked past Arcee, to my left and then to my right, i pinched the bridge of my nose, "I'm sure there's some kind of humanity in there somewhere but..." i started off calmly but then i just blew, "ooooh who am i kidding to put it bluntly he's...a douche!" i vented i rarely get angry mainly because it's that kind of anger that builds up overtime and eventually escapes you, "my god never have i met someone as empty headed and, and shallow, arrogant i-i mean I'm normally optimistic with people like him, i try to think that its merely a phase or there's trouble at home or something but i can't help but want to pop his head off between my fingers...arghhhhh!" i threw my arms up.
"Better?" Arcee said patiently watching my outburst.
"y-yeah." I said breathing fast, then let my heart steady as i cleared my throat, "now you." I said in a calm tone.
Arcee sighed, "Smokescreens too...childish for me." She said kneeling down, "why can he not see, our situation, that this is a time of war, not a chance for thrill or to build up his rank in a matter of cycles?" she said.
I started scrubbing my bike again, "he's never seen war...not really, he still focuses on his dreams his goals, and to be acknowledged especially by dad. But i understand what's so frustrating, i mean, the lack of concentration, times when he needs to be focused and serious, but he is passionate I'll give him that. I mean he must be the only autobot to have not witnessed war. Making him still have that kind of 'life' to him if you get me?" I said.
"Life to him?" Arcee said.
"Every one of you have been hardened by war, in some way. Constant loss of comrades, that sense of personal failure, loss of hope, i don't feel as though smokescreen has experienced this, i don't know I'm just theorizing here." I said.
Arcee looked to her feet as her optics wandered she then clenched her fists in frustration as she then sighed long, "i can tolerate him for now, but he needs to learn the seriousness of this, and if he doesn't learn it soon, I'm going to have to tell him straight." Arcee said in a threatening tone. There was a pause between us as Arcee looked deep in thought; she then glanced my way, "Here I'll help you with that." She said as her expression softened.
"Thanks." I said lightly back at her as i smiled too.
With that finally done and with the relieve of some anger, i stood by Arcee as we looked the computer screen over, "nothing yet then?" i said to her.
"No, we would've heard something by now if that was the case...So erm." She then stopped herself.
"What?" i asked.
"I was wondering how to know you." She said scratching her head.
"We know each other don't we?" i said puzzled.
"No i mean we've 'known' each other for a while but we don't 'know' each other, if we're going to be friends in training we've got to start with the basics like what's your favourite colour?" she said.
"Oh, that kind of get to know...erm well i have a few favourites but I'd say blue." She said.
"Got it." She said as it looked like she noted that in her processor, "favourite...er, thing to eat?" she asked.
"Ooooh i don't know i have lots but i'm tied between steak and spaghetti bolognaise." I said deep in mental battle.
"Right." She said.
"Now I'll ask you some, what's your favourite colour?" I asked.
She then spoke a word in cybertronian, though i don't understand the word or phrase this one i didn't know. "Is that the colour?" i asked tilting my head.
"Yes, but i don't know if humans can see such a colour." She said.
"Sounds cool though." I said. "Now what's the most high grade energon you've had?" I asked, might as well i want some dirt on her.
She then snickered slightly, "oh back on cybertron, when i was in my younger years i once had so much i found myself riding a driller." she said.
i head whipped around "Have you told jack this?!" i asked slightly stunned Arcee had a sense of thrill once, when intoxicated of course.
"No." She said flatly.
"Keeping up appearances huh?" i said.
"Setting an example." she defended.
"Oh sure." I sarcastically stated.
Roaring of engines entered base as smokescreen came swerving into base, roars of laughter came from smokescreen and jack. "Ha, ha! I am so posting this tonight!" jack exclaimed holding his phone in his hand then the both of them went into another fit of laughter. "Arcee, Ellen check out Vinces car." Jack said pointing his phone upwards.
"The bully." Arcee said kneeling down to have a look.
He then showed it to me, vinces car was drowned in greasy burgers, that much so i couldn't help but let out a slight laugh, but placed a hand over my mouth, "oh erm...a waste of a good batch of heart attacks don't you think?" i said still with a hand over my mouth.
Jack then placed the phone in front of his face, "hey Vince, did you want fries with that?" he said as he and smokescreen started laughing again.
"Let me get this straight." Arcee started standing to her full height again. "So you taught smokescreen everything he never needed to know about fast food."
"He passed drivers Ed, work hard play hard." Jack said walking away.
"Yeah er, no humans were harmed in the making of these photos...honest" Smokescreen added following him.
"I have a feeling some bad stuff is about to go down." I expressed.
"i share that feeling." Arcee added.
The next morning i was at the computer screen watching dad type like a maniac, my mood was better, a good rest of the mind did me some good, however i think I'm only human at base today, unless i missed that memo. "How do you decode this stuff anyway?" i asked.
"Different languages and scripts, digit, or symbol is assigned a unique numeric value that applies across different platforms." He then glanced my way for a single second, "are you confused?" he lightly jested.
"Pfft, o-of course that's how you do it, by whatever you just explained." I said as i continued to watch his hands. "Can you do my homework?" i asked sticking a tongue out and winking.
"Alpha Trion is more refined in such a task; my optics could not keep up with his digits." He said lightly.
"What can you tell me about him." i asked, sure Alpha Trion was mentioned, mostly referenced or given a basic description, but not really in depth.
"He existed during the first days of cybertron's birth, a first generation child of primus." He said still decoding.
"Damnnnnnn! So...if i told him to act his age would he die?" i jested.
"I think he'd tell you to respect your elders." He chuckled.
"I do! ...eventually." i said awkwardly.
"Yes,"He was a member of the thirteen wasn't he?" and the guardian of the covenant of primus as well as the reality being quill." He said.
"When i think quill i think a giant feather." I said scratching my head.
"Naturally that is how they are portrayed on earth." He said.
"Does he sound like George takei?" i asked.
"Sorry?" he said.
"Nothing, anyway tell me more about this decoding stuff." I said slapping the keyboard, as a lucky hit a slight high pitched beeping sound was made as a small section of the co-ordinates appeared and was then added to the working set.
Dad looked at me unsure, "i guess...that was the right one?" i said as dad got back to decoding. "You're welcome" i sighed.
It was a good twenty minutes and still the decoding was going on, it was a hypnotising process and at one point i nearly fell asleep.
"I am nearly finished decoding the next set iacon co-ordinates." Dad then stated, as i rubbed my eyes, but then a high pitched beeping came to the side of us as i drowsily looked in that direction.
"You may not need to complete your task Optimus." Ratchet said as a picture of the globe appeared on screen and a yellow ripple appeared over a certain area.
"An iacon homing beacon." Dad confirmed.
"It seems the decepticons have already excavated the next relic." Ratchet said.
"Ratchet. Triangulate co-ordinates and activate the groundbridge." Dad said as ratchet made his way over to the lever, he activated the groundbridge as dad made his way over meeting with, Arcee, Bumblebee and Bulkhead.
"Bring on the cons." Bulkhead announced punching a fist into his palm.
"Where is smokescreen?" Dad asked looking around.
"Out training again with jack." Arcee said in an almost sigh, ah i did miss the memo.
"We cannot wait. Autobots! Transform and roll out!" he announced as all did and drove through the groundbridge as normal.
Me and Ratch were left in the room with the ambient sounds, "I'll be in your quarters." I said a bit sleepily, no one at base except ratchet and he looks to focused for casual banter so might as well do some customising on 'starlight'.
"hereeee we are, born to kings we're the princes of the universeeeeeeeeeee!" i sang a queen number, as i started spray painting my robotic form, i added a single blue streak just below the neck collar, it just looked as though it was missing something, okay now it looks perfect. "I am immortal i have inside me blood of kings!" i continued to sing i don't know it suited the situation, either that or i had recently watched highlander. "I have no rival no man can be my equalllllllllll! Take me to the future of you allllllllllllll!" i then started playing an invisible guitar, normal right? "borrrrrrrrrrnnnnn to be kingssssss princes of the uni-verse, fighting and freeeeeee got your world in my hands, i'm here for your love and I'll make that standdddd! We were born to be princes..."
"Ellen! Keep it down!" Ratchet cried from down the hallway.
So instead i whispered (though not as epic now) "no man can understand, my power is in my own hands, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, people talk about you, people say you've had your day, i'm a man that will go far, fly the moon and reach for the stars, with my sword and head held highhhhhhh gotta past the test, first timeee..." I finished sliding on my knees. "Urgh, ratchet...what a blue blooded buzz kill..." i commented, whispering a song that's supposed to be loud takes away the adrenaline.
So i cleaned up and continued to mumble the song, "i know that people talk about me, i here it every day, but i can prove them wrong cos i'm right first timeee..." then i stopped as a slight dimming glow came from the outline of ratchet's doorway, i looked down the hall as it stopped on my approach, i was about to head back in to finish up cleaning but i heard echoed voices, mainly Ratchet's frantic speech, and so i headed for the hall. I walked past the relics as the star saber yet again started to glow as i suspected was the source of the glowing.
I opened the vault as i picked it up, the mech from before didn't speak but i got the sign, "i am unsure of their precise location but i can bridge you to the arrival co-ordinates." I heard ratchet say as i entered the room.
"What's happening?" i asked, as i placed the star saber behind my back, i wanted to be sure of the situation.
"Jack and smokescreen are in peril, smokescreen has been captured by megatron and jack is being pursued by an insecticon!"He said, his voice slightly broke when he said 'jack' and 'insecticon'
"What? Why are they there? Why would jack put himself in the battlefield like that? Why did you send smokescreen alone? I could've gone with him." i asked instantly confused.
"It doesn't matter how what matters is we need to save them." Arcee said sternly.
"Megatron..." i said quietly looking at the star saber. As Ratchet activated the groundbridge i bit my lip slightly, "wait." I said as i ran up to the group more specifically dad, "here." I said slightly showing him the sword.
He looked me up and down as he blinked confused.
"Take it." I said.
"I cannot comprehend why you would..." he started.
"Stop asking questions, my friend could die and if i can best the chances of his safe rescue I'll take it!" i practically screamed at him, o-oh i must be feeling more anxious then i thought...weird. I changed my tone in realization to this, "y-you take it, it's wasted on me, I've barely used it...there would be less casualties if you did." I said. I then looked at it, 'pass it on' better say the name of whoever i'm giving it to, make it official, though it'll probably sound cheesy "i give this to you, Optimus prime." I said pointing it in his direction; as expected it started to glow and not just glow it had a blue smoky aura surrounding it too every time it moved, it then floated from my hand as it hovered in dads face dad took grip of it and in an instance it transformed to its full size again as it was on cybertron. "it is a kickass weapon, it cuts through anything like you wouldn't believe..." i said reminiscing about the tree in the forest as well as the mech experiment, "but i don't know how to use the extent of its power, you know since..." i then stopped and laughed awkwardly.
"I..." dad started with a tinge of guilt.
"It's fine i know why you didn't, besides i have a robot form now, i can help and that's all i wanted. It was only by that it came to me in the first place...it was meant for you." I said, short but sweet, at least i got to hold it.
He nodded at me as he acknowledged the weapon as his own now, "i will show a projection of what it is truly capable of, when i return." He said as with him taking lead, they ran through the groundbridge, i sighed as we now play the waiting game.
"How do you know that it's powerful?!" Ratchet demanded.
I sighed as i drooped my shoulders, "i-i was j-just saying, ya know w-why wouldn't it be powerful? It's a sword of the primes duh!" i said making it look like Ratchet was in the wrong here.
Naturally i was worried for jacks safety and smokescreens but of course if there was something wrong they would have contacted at groundbridge, but i hadn't left my spot since...though it was tempting to go out on the field...no, I'm back up unless I'm told otherwise...they'll be fine.
What was jack thinking? Did he...follow smokescreen or something, like what miko would do? I can't really picture jack sneaking behind smokescreen. By chance perhaps? ...yes i know, smokescreen probably invited him along, but i can't jump to conclusions and then look like a dumbass when making the wrong accusation, but even now, the longer i stand here thinking about that more possible reason the more my blood boils, i think it's because I've never known an autobot to put a human in danger, intentionally anyway...well the twins probably could've but they were never allowed to work alongside a human to get the chance.
W-well maybe now smokescreen...
I was that distracted from my thoughts i didn't notice a green flash before me as the guys had returned, with jack. I ran up to him as i took grip of his shoulders and shook him lightly, "what were you..." i started.
"How epic was that?!" smokescreen announced drowning my words, "I saw it with my own optics." He started spinning about in the air and looked as though he wielded a sword, "but i still don't believe it." He said in awe.
"You know what i don't believe?" Arcee said confronting him. "After everything you've been told, you still put a human at risk." So it's true...
"Arcee it wasn't his fault, i shouldn't have..." jack started.
"Don't even start with me!" Arcee snapped at him, "We'll talk tomorrow! Send jack home." She said to Ratchet as an order.
"w-whu..." jack started but then sighed in defeat to a pointless argued. He then turned toward the groundbridge, he stopped at the start of the run as he looked at smokescreen.
"Green for go." Smokescreen said to him, i nodded to him briefly as the tension was that thick there was no time for anything else, and with that he was gone, sounds like I'll be the only human for a while...
I then cringed as there was brief moment of dangerous silence, but then Arcee whipped her head at smokescreen, "We've been in need of another autobot in our ranks not another child." Arcee stated sternly.
"Look Arcee i was wrong and I'm sorry...again." smokescreen said "and if you need to kick me off team prime..." he started
"Disregard for human safety or anyone's safety, will not be tolerated." Dad said holding the star saber to the ground making note of its glory, "do you understand?" he sternly said.
"Fully, sir." Smokescreen said, i cringed again.
"We must never lose sight of the fact that upon this earth, we, are titans and such power, must be used wisely." He said as the star saber started to glow again. Dad looked at it as everyone was taken back slightly awed; it did that weird chiming sound again as if speaking.
Dad turned it right side up as he looked at it, "whoa." Bulkhead said.
"Optimus, speak to me." Ratchet said as dad didn't answer merely continued to look at the saber, "Optimus."
"I am receiving a message." He finally said.
"From whom?" Ratchet asked.
"Alpha Trion." He confirmed with a slight stunned expression...i then smacked a fist into my palm. I knew it! I was talking to George tak...i mean Alpha Trion!
A/N if you could describe Ellen, what words would you use? usually when i describe someone i end up making them sound like a right douche :P
phewww finally got that star saber business out of the way...damn you writers for making it awkward :P
also season 3 is going to be released that much is confirmed...but will it be the last season? who knows :O i also heard that they might make a movie to go along with the series that would kickass :D
on another note i haven't put my other stories on hold i am still working on them trust me i do a paragraph each day :P
next chapter i might have Ellen go with Smokescreen and Arcee to find that omega key, not sure haven't decided yet -_^;
anyway i hope you R + R even if it was a suggestion or a '!' i love your thoughts either way :D