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Transformers Animated: Different Angle

Chapter 16: Another Change

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers Animated

(Third POV)

"Lord Megatron, please. All I need is one more chance."

Soon as Airstrike arrived back at the mine, Megatron already had everyone start moving out equipment for relocation and was already aware of her failure. She tries her best to hide the pain in her side while speaking with him, wanting her master to grant her another opportunity to eliminate the autobots.

He keeps his frown on her as he denies her request. "You had your chance, Airstrike. And you failed."

"But I was so close," she argues, "they would have been offlined if it wasn't for those neutrals. If I can get rid of them, then I can..."

"Did you not say you only needed one chance?" Megatron reminds her, "I told you not to waste it. And because of your failure, we now have to relocate before our location is revealed to the autobots."

"That's just it," she says, "these neutrals are a bigger problem than I thought. The triple changer was the one that freed Professor Sumdac after all. She needs to be dealt with."

"And when the time comes, I will deal with her personally," the Decepticon leader says, "you however will assist the others in hunting AllSpark fragments and supplies for our space bridge. Even without the professor, I intend to finish what I've started."

"But my liege..."

"End of discussion!" he snaps, making her flinch. Turning his back towards her, he starts walking away. "Now get back to work."

Starscream walks by her with a smug grin on his face.

"Shame, shame," he says, tsking at her, "Guess you're not so perfect as you claim to be."

The femme flyer looks at her commander and frowns. "Tell me, Starscream, how did that neutral get past you?"

His grin drops as he frowns at her. "You heard our leader! Get back to work!"

He walks away from her in a huff. Once he's gone, Airstrike angrily clenches her servos into fists. Cursing to herself, she turns around and assists the others.

(Jacy's POV)

Soon after we disarmed and disposed the last of the explosives, we headed towards a secure area where we can talk. There, Kylie and I explained our whole story.

"So let me get this straight," Optimus says right after we finished, a confused look on his face . "You two are from a different universe where you used to be human, and were sent here by two AllSpark fragments and woke up as bots?"

"Yep," Kylie confirms with a nod.

"And because you can't find those same fragments, you're looking for two more so you can go back home?" Prowl asks.

"Technically it's a theory, but yeah," I say.

Bulkhead looks at me, "And you broke into the Decepticon base to steal some of theirs?"

I fiddle with my fingers, "Yeeeaaaah, I wasn't thinking clearly on that one."

"But instead, you rescued Sumdac whom the Decepticons were using to help them build a space bridge?" Ratchet asks.

I nod.

"And the reason you knew Airstrike would attack was because Sari's key showed you what was going to happen?" Bumblebee asks.

"You guys are pretty good at this," Kylie comments.

"And you already know a lot about this universe because in yours this is... a tv show?" Prime finishes, completely puzzled at this point.

This time both Kylie and I nod our heads... er, helms.

I hear a cricket chirping as they all look at us in confusion, Waldorf taking the time to scratch himself behind his ear.

"Thats the most ridiculous story I ever heard!" Ratchet exclaims gruffly, breaking the silence.

"I have to agree with Ratchet on this one," Prime says, "it's really... hard to believe."

"We know it sounds crazy," I tell them, "but it's the truth."

"Yeah," Kylie says.

"Riiiiight," Bumblebee says with a frown. He looks down at Waldorf. "Let me guess, he's from your 'universe' too?"

"No," Kylie says, "we found him after we arrived. He was trapped under debris so we helped him out. He's been with us ever since."

"They do say dogs make good companions," Prowl says.

I go back to the topic at hand. "Look, we're not asking you to believe us," I tell them, "we're asking you to help us. We can't do this alone."

Optimus studies us for a second, very unsure. Finally, he lets out a vent. "You did help us back there. The least we can do is return the favour."

I let out a vent of relief. "Thank you."

"Does this mean we can also crash with you guys for a bit?" Kylie asks.

The bots only look at her weird.

"Crash?" Prowl asks in confusion.

"You know," she says, "temporarily share a roof?"

"She's saying they need a place to stay," Sari translates.

"It would be wise," Sumdac says, "Jacy did help me escape from the Decepticons, plus Megatron wants her captured."

"Speaking of which, why is that?" Kylie asks, looking at me, "because you helped free the guy?"

"No, but he'll probably bring the subject up," I say with a vent, "he thinks I'm a traitor to the Decepticons."

"Why would he think that?" Kylie asks.

"Because only Decepticons have the ability to fly," Prowl answers, "plus her model almost resembles that of a decepticon."

"And what will Megaton..."

"Megatron," I correct Kylie.

"...Megatron do when he finds out she's not?" she asks, this time saying the decepticon leader's name correctly.

"Most likely still offline her," Ratchet says nonchalantly, "she did help us out and free Sumdac after all."

I groan to myself, already knowing there would be no way out for me if I get captured.

"Wait a minute," Bumblebee speaks, "if you freed Sumdac from the cons, then you know where their base is."

I look at him and nod. "It's in a mine in the woods. Somewhere in the centre."

"Its an old Sumdac System mine," Sumdac adds, "I can give you the exact location."

"It won't do us any good," Ratchet says, "with their base being discovered, they most likely already started relocating."

Optimus thinks for a moment then looks at Prowl. "Prowl, you and I will head for the mine and see if they are still there." Optimus then looks at the others. "The rest of you take the humans and femmes back to our base."

Waldorf lets out a woof.

"... and, the dog as well," Optimus adds, looking oddly at the canine. Sumdac quickly instructs Prime and Prowl on where to go before they both transform and drive away.

Once they're gone, Ratchet lets out a vent as he looks at us. "Alright, lets get a move on."

We transform along with him, only for me to accidentally transform into jet mode. My wing hits Bulkhead who is on my right, making him yelp as he gets flipped onto his side in vehicle mode.

"Sorry!" I apologize, transforming into truck mode.

I hear Ratchet letting out a vent. "This is a bad idea," I hear him grumble, making my wings pressed along the sides droop a little.

Sari and Sumdac hop inside Bumblebee while Waldorf hops inside Kylie. Soon as Bulkhead gets himself back up, we drive off.

(Third POV)

As the two head towards the exit out of Detroit, the black motorcycle decides to speak up to the firetruck.

"Is it really a good idea to let them stay with us at the base?" the motorcycle asks.

"They helped us, Prowl," Optimus reminds him, "and now they need our help."

"So we're just going to help them find two AllSpark fragments for them to take?"

"They believe it's what they need to go home," Optimus says, "we'll let them try and if they do have different intensions to use them to inflict harm, then we'll put a stop to it."

Prowl let's out a vent. "I just hope this doesn't go south for us."

Deep down, Optimus hopes the same thing as they approach the wood.

(Jacy's POV)

We first stopped at Burger Bot so that Sumdac can eat something after surviving on who knows what at the decepticon base. Both he and Sari got their food, plus a meal for Waldorf as well.

With that done, we drive off down the road, Bumblebee in the lead with Kylie, me, Bulkhead, and Ratchet behind. To be honest, I'm pretty excited. I get to see the autobot base!

"So, if you were human and turned into a bot, how did you become a triple changer?" Bulkhead asks me from behind.

"I was a triple changer when I first came here," I tell him, "I didn't know until after I scanned a jet."

"A natural triple changer?" Bumblebee says in disbelief, "I didn't know they actually existed."

"They don't," Ratchet says gruffly.

"It must be pretty cool to both drive and fly," Bulkhead says.

"Driving, yes," I say, "flying... that's a different story."

"She's scared of heights," Kylie says.

I mentally frown. "I'm not scared. I just hate the idea of falling. And the fact I don't know how to fly doesn't help either."

"But we saw you fly up to catch Kylie," Bulkhead points out, "maybe you're not as scared as you think you are."

"It was a life and death situation. It's different then just flying around for the heck of it."

"Well, ya better learn to fly quick," Ratchet says, "you never know when your life might depend on it."

I vent, not wanting to think about it.

We keep driving until we get to what looks like an old grey looking factory that I don't recognize. I'm confused by this. Why are we heading towards this place and not the plant?

"Why, this is the old automobile factory," Sumdac says as we drive onto the property, "I bought this lot to build a new storage area here."

"And now, it's our base," Bumblebee says.

... Wait, what?!

We drive in through a big garage door entrance. Once inside, the humans and Waldorf hop out before we transform into bot mode. I can't help but look around in confusion.

To be honest, this place looks gloomy. The walls are all grey and peeling with tin boards along the bottom half, cobwebs up on the ceiling plus on the factory line, flickering light bulbs, dirty windows, and a pile of scrap and tires shoved in a corner. I look to the right to see a huge computer set up in the far corner with the autobot symbol on it. It's the only thing that seems to be new. I look to the other side, seeing a bunch of tires and blocks In the middle of the floor.

"Home sweet home," Bumblebee says unenthusiastically, an echo following throughout the empty factory.

... uuuuuuh.

"Woooow," Kylie drawls with a weak smile, trying to be polite, "this is really... big?"

"We know, it's not the greatest," Bulkhead says, walking over to the tire pile in the corner before sitting down in it, "you should have seen our last place. That one was the best."

"What happened to it?" I ask curiously.

"The cons blew it up, that's what happened," Ratchet says gruffly as he walks past us.

Blew it up?! Another change?!

"That's terrible!" Kylie says.

"Got that right," the medic tells her, "lost a whole lot of supplies plus some of my tools."

"You think that's bad?!" Bumblebee says, folding his arms, "we lost our tv, surround sound, media player, and gaming station in there! You know how boring it's been this whole month?!"

"And what happened today wasn't?" Kylie asks, looking at him weird.

"That's everyday stuff," Bumblebee argues, "I'm talking about fun things. Preferably any sort of electronics."

"Guess I can relate," Kylie says, "I really miss my iphone right now."

Sari, Sumdac, Bumblebee, Bulkhead, and Ratchet look at her weird. "iPhone?" they ask in unison.

"Yeah," Kylie says, "wait, you guys don't have iPhones here?"

Sari shakes her head. "Never heard of them."

"Well what about Facebook?" Kylie asks, "do you have that?"

They all look at her in awkward silence.

..."Twitter?"

(silence)

..."Snapchat?"

(silence)

..."Instagram?!"

"Kylie, just stop trying," I plead.

I notice the slight twitch in her optic. I can't help but wonder how she's going to be without her usual social media.

Ratchet only shakes his helm. "I still can't decide whether you both hit your helms or you each have a screw missing in your processors?"

Kylie looks at him in confusion. "Processors?"

"He means brains," I explain to her.

"Ah," she says, "well I hope I don't have any screws in my brain. That would be painful."

I cover my face with my servo, letting out a groan.

"Riiight," Ratchet drawls, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have work I need to do."

He walks towards the computer as Sumdac lets out a yawn. "I need to lay down for a bit," the human professor says, "It was a long night after all."

Sari takes her dad's hand and pulls him towards the other room. "You can take a nap in my bed. Well, mattress actually."

The remaining two bots look at us, Bumblebee scratching the back of his helm.

"Uh... I guess make yourselves at home," he says.

"I'll get you two some oil," Bulkhead says before walking away.

Kylie, Bumblebee, Waldorf and I walk towards the tires and blocks in the centre. Looking at the seats, Kylie and I exchange a glance as we both shrug our shoulders. Though soon as we sit down, Kylie shrieks as she falls in through her tire seat while I have to pull my long legs up to my chest as I sit on the tiny block.

"You know," Kylie says, getting herself back up, "that cave is starting to look pretty good right now."

"Kylie!" I say sternly, not wanting her to be rude. I notice Waldorf locating a tarp not too far away as he goes to lay down in it.

Bulkhead soon comes over with two cans of motor oil in his servos.

"Here ya go," he says.

"Thank you," I say as he hands us each a can. I look over at Kylie, her unsure of what to do. Even I'm a bit hesitant.

"Let me guess," Bumblebee says, folding his arms, "you two never had oil before?"

We both shake our heads.

"This is a first for us," I tell them.

"Try it," Bulkhead says, "it's not the best, but it's still pretty good."

"Bumblebee, Bulkhead," Ratchet says from the computer, "make yourselves useful and move those boxes into the storage room."

"Now?" Bumblebee whines.

"No, next stellar cycle," Ratchet says sarcastically, "yes now!"

"Sheesh, who made him boss?" Bumblebee grumbles as he gets up and walks away with Bulkhead.

"I can't drink this," Kylie says once they're gone, looking at the oil can in her servo.

"We have no choice," I tell her, "we can't eat human food anymore."

"Can't starvation count as a choice?"

"Oh come on, we've eaten at Macdonalds many times. What's the difference?"

"They make it taste good and the oil they use isn't for cars," she argues.

"Kylie, we have to," I tell her.

She bites her bottom lip, looking at her can then at me. "You first."

I give her a look, slightly hesitating myself. "Alright, fine. Watch me."

I open up the can. Though soon as I get a whiff of it, my stomach... I mean tank drops. Okay, even I have to admit I don't want to drink this either. I look at Kylie as she looks back at me, waiting for me to take the first sip.

Letting out a vent, I bring the can to my lips.

Once the oil hits my tongue... er, glossa, I can't help but make a face. It's definitely not the best thing I ever tasted. Swallowing it down, I let out a vent. Good news is, my body isn't rejecting it. But still... yuck!

"What's it taste like?" Kylie asks me.

"... I honestly have no words to describe it," I say. After a moment, I look at my friend. "You're turn."

She looks at hers hesitantly. Slowly she opens it, peaking inside. I watch as her face scrunches up in disgust.

"Looks like month old grimy black coffee," she says.

"Just drink it!" I exclaim quietly.

It takes her a moment until she finally brings the can to her lips, taking a little sip. Soon after, she makes the same face I did.

"...Wow," she says, cringing. "I'd choose month old coffee over this anytime."

Bulkhead and Bumblebee walk by to grab the next set of boxes.

"How's the oil?" Bulkhead asks us.

Not wanting to be rude, I turn to look at him with a fake smile. "It's great!" I fib, "we really like it, right Kylie?"

"Uh.. uh yeah! Yeah!" Kylie says, going along with it as she smiles.

In order to prove it, we both take a gulp of oil for him to see.

"Mmmmm!" Kylie says with a weak smile.

"Glad you like it," the green bot says with a real smile as he and Bumblebee each grab another box and walk out of the room. Soon as they leave, we drop our smiles and both cringe at the taste.

"That was worse the second time," Kylie says in disgust.

"We just have to get use to it," I tell her.

"If I put sugar in this, will it make a difference?" Kylie asks me, looking at her can with curiosity.

"You two really must have been human."

We both jump before looking down to see Sari standing there beside us. She looks at us curiously with her eyebrow raised.

"How long have you been standing there?" I ask her.

"Long enough," she says with a smile.

"So, you believe us?" Kylie asks her.

"I guess," she says, "I'm not sure how it works, but the way you talk is human like. I mean, I never heard any of the guys wanting sugar in their oil."

"So, any chance do they have oil they can turn into an ice cap or something?" Kylie asks.

"Nope, sorry."

"Dang it," Kylie whines.

Sari sits down on one of the smaller tires. "So... this is all a tv show in your universe, huh?"

"Yeah," Kylie says, "though Jacy knows more about you guys then I do. I'm more into Muppets."

"Muppets?" Sari echoes in confusion.

"Yeah," Kylie says, "In our universe, there's this show called Muppets with actual puppets. It's really funny..." Realization soon dawns on her, "wait, you guys don't have Muppets here either?!"

"Nope," Sari says, shaking her head.

A look of distraught spreads across Kylie's face as she slumps into her tire seat.

"Is she okay?" Sari asks me.

"She'll be fine," I tell her.

It takes a while, but Kylie soon composes herself. "I'm good," she says, sitting back up while crossing her leg over the other. "It's just going to be weird for me without Muppets... and my social media... and food." She tries to hide her weary look with a smile.

"So... why would the AllSpark fragments bring you here?" Sari asks, changing the subject.

Kylie looks at her. "We're not exactly sure," she says, "though since we got here, Jacy's been noticing some changes."

The red haired girl looks at me weird. "Changes?"

I vent. "Technically, Sumdac tower was never suppose to be destroyed, neither was the autobots' first base. Also Starscream should have been named traitor at this point, and there was never a con named Airstrike on the show. At least not here on Earth."

Sari looks at us curiously. "So... you know of things that are going to happen?"

"... Yes and no. I know of what's suppose to happen or had happen, but with all these changes happening, anything could happen or could have happened."

"... Huh?" Both Sari and Kylie ask as they stare at me in confusion.

I vent. "All I know is a lot has changed, meaning so can the future here."

"... Then, what's causing all these changes?" Sari asks.

"I don't know," I tell her, "all I know is that it's been happening even before we came."

"And you think that's why the AllSpark fragments sent you here?"

We both shrug.

"And you still want to leave?"

Kylie and I both go quiet. I can't help but feel guilt on that one. I snap out of it when I notice Bumblebee walking back towards us.

"There, all finished!" the small autobot says, dusting off his servos, "I need a break after what happened today."

"Totes," Kylie says.

Sari looks at her weird. "Totes?"

"It's short for totally," she explains.

Bumblebee just looks at her funny. "You are so weird."

I snicker as she gives him a look.

Just then we hear Prime's voice popping up on the computer. "Ratchet, you there?"

"I'm here, Prime," Ratchet says as we listen in.

"We found the mine," Optimus says, "but no sign of the decepticons."

"Figured," Ratchet says, folding his arms.

"So, now what?" Bulkhead asks as he walks towards the computer.

"We keep doing what we've been doing," Optimus says, "helping the city with construction and locating any AllSpark fragments before the Decepticons do."

I clutch my oil can with both servos, worry starting to take hold. I now have no idea where the cons could be. But why should I worry? The bots faced Megatron before and won. They know what they are doing. All me and Kylie have to do is stay out of their way and find a way back home. It's for the best.

Right?

(Third POV - Sometime later)

Once they were relocated, Airstrike flew off to hunt for more AllSpark fragments. Still feeling like she needed time to vent, she transforms and lands down on a huge cliff, the city in view from a distance. She stands still for a few minutes until she turns around and strikes a tree out of rage.

She continues this for a while until she finally stops, looking down to see the many broken trees laying on the ground.

Her fists shake with fury as she starts venting.

"I've waited too long," she growls to herself, "I should have done more then just destroy their base."

Beep, beep, beep.

Hearing the familiar alert, the flyer snaps out of her thoughts and pulls out a small data pad from her compartment. She looks at the screen as it shows she has an incoming call.

He's not going to like this, she thinks.

Letting out a vent, she accepts the call. It takes a while until the screen reveals a dark silhouette of a mech looking back at her.

"It's been a while since you reported," the mysterious bot says in a disguised voice. "I was beginning to worry."

"Megatron's been keeping me busy as usual," she says.

"I see," he says, the silhouette looking like he's leaning back in a chair. "So, how's our little side project going?" he asks.

She frowns, not wanting to give her report.

"I know that look," he says, not sounding to pleased, "what happened?"

"I had my chance to eliminate Optimus Prime and his team," she says, "only for two neutrals to show up and ruin everything."

"...Neutrals?" he asks in confusion, sitting up straight.

"Two femmes," she reports, "One of them is a triple changer. They came out of nowhere a couple days ago and have now allied themselves with the autobots here. The triple changer even broke into our base and freed the professor. We had to relocate because of her."

"Hmmm," the silhouette says, thinking for a moment, "this is very unexpected."

She feels a slight pain in her side, wincing a little as she tries to hide it.

"I saw that," he says, "I see you still have trouble tolerating pain. Then again, you are still quite young after all."

"I felt worse pain then this," she says, "the triple changer just had a trick up her sleeve."

"Will they be a problem for you?"

She shakes her helm. "They won't be an issue. Megatron and the others believe the triple changer to be a traitor. I doubt she and her little friend will last long."

"Never underestimate your opponents," the silhouette says, "seeing how she was able to inflict harm on you, you can't afford it. Remember why I sent you there, Airstrike. I know you want Optimus Prime and his team gone just as much as I do. That's why I chose you for this mission."

"So what should I do with these neutrals?"

"Just remember what I tought you," he says, "If there is something in your path... you remove it."

She nods in understandment. "Very well. But it may be difficult. Megatron wants me to focus more on the space bridge and locating AllSpark fragments."

"And you should," he says, "Do as Megatron tells you. The last thing we need is him losing his trust in you."

"What about the autobots?"

"Another chance will rise. Though I suggest you do your research on these newcomers. Best to avoid history repeating itself."

"Trust me," she says, "I won't let that happen again."

The silhouette is silent for a moment until he leans back in his chair again.

"Good!" he says, sounding as if they just had a pleasant conversation. "Now that we have that settled, I will let you get back to work."

She nods.

"Oh, and Airstrike..."

She feels a chill as his casual voice is laced with a threatening tone.

"Please don't fail again. I can only be patient for so long."

The screen goes black after he ends the call, leaving her in silence.

Venting, she puts away the data pad and looks at the city view before her as dark grey clouds start rolling in, releasing a rumble of thunder. She sneers as stands at the edge of the cliff, the triple changer's voice saying one sentence over and over again in her helm. One she is starting to believe is true.

Because compared to them, I'm probably your biggest threat.

Dun dun daaaa!

I hope you guys liked it. Also if I made the characters out of character, please let me know so I can fix it.

And I do plan on having the girls meet a bunch of the other characters on the show, so that will be fun. Which characters do you hope the girls meet?

But anyway, thanks for reading and hopefully I will update soon. Until next time! God bless!