Part Seventeen (Turncoats)

Sari is watching TV in the family room of Sumdac Tower. Kremzeek is asleep on Sari’s lap.

Sari: “So, I’ve managed to get Wreck-Gar and the Dinobots to protect the city, but I still feel like I need a few more ‘bots. I couldn’t find Scrapper, so he’s out, and none of the other Constructicons are around either, not that they’d help me, anyway. At least Dinotron has common sense, so I can depend on him to make sure the other Dinobots don’t go crazy. I’m just worried that Wreck-Gar won’t take things seriously, but I know he means well, and he’ll do anything to help out. I don’t know. Maybe that’s all I need. What do you think, Kremzeek?”

Sari looks down at Kremzeek and sees him sucking on his thumb. Kremzeek cuddles up to Sari. Sari smiles and eases back in her seat.

Sari: “You’ve got the right idea, Little Cutie. I should just sit back and relax. There’s no need to worry. As long as the Substitute Autobots are in town, Detroit is in capable hands. Then again, it wouldn’t hurt to give Mr. Lennox and Mr. Epps a call, just in case things get too hot. In fact, I wonder if that jerk I met at my dad’s benefit dinner last year would want to lend a hand, seeing how works for that anti-alien agency that “doesn’t exist.” What was that creep’s name again? Simmons, I think?”

Sari’s cell phone rings. Sari takes her cell phone out of her pocket and answers it.

Sari: “Yeah?”

Professor Sumdac: “Uh…Sari?”

Sari: “Oh, hi, Dad…what’s up?”

Professor Sumdac: “Uh…do you think you could come down to the lobby for a few minutes?”

Sari: “Why?”

Professor Sumdac: “Well, there are a few…gentlemen down here who say they know you very well, more or less.”

Sari: “Really?”

Professor Sumdac: “Yes, and they would very much like to see you…right now.”

Sari: “Can’t it wait, Dad? I’m sorry, but there’s this really good show on, and Kremzeek just went down for a nap, and I was going to apologize to Dispensor for being such a jerk to him when he comes into the room…”

Professor Sumdac: “It really can’t wait. You need to come down…right now, apparently.”

Sari sighs.

Sari: “Fine, I’ll be right down.”

Sari hangs up on Professor Sumdac and reaches for a pillow. She puts the pillow next to her and scoops Kremzeek up in her hands. Kremzeek whines. Sari places Kremzeek on the pillow. Kremzeek kicks his feet and whines. Sari kisses Kremzeek on his cheek. Kremzeek sighs and smiles peacefully.

Kremzeek: “Sari...so nice…so pretty…Kremzeeeeeek…”

Sari speaks to Kremzeek in a soothing voice.

Sari: “I’ll be right back, my adorable little cutie. When you wake up, I’ll be with you, and I’ll have some yummy batteries for you. Until then, sleep tight, my angel. I love you.”

Sari gets up out of her seat heads towards the elevator out in the hallway. Sari rides the elevator down to the main lobby. When the elevator door opens, Sari steps out and see Professor Sumdac right away…along with the last people she wanted to see right now.

Blast Off: “I say, good day to you, Madame.”

Onslaught: “It certainly has been quite a while.”

Vortex: “About two weeks, I would say. Not that I’m actually counting. Come to think of it, I don’t count at all because I was never that good at math to begin with.”

Vortex laughs maniacally.

Swindle: “Come on, boys, whose keeping track? We should be focusing on the “now,” and right now, the Combaticons are back in the city of Detroit. Ain’t it swell? I think its swell. I’m actually in a pretty swell mood today, so I’m gonna go out on a limb right here, right now and say that you yourself are looking pretty swell, too, kid. Aww, isn’t it just swell to be swell?”

Brawl: “Oh, I’ll tell you what’s swell. Hiding out on Mars for the last two weeks without having to eat any more of that swill you donkeys call food. That’s what’s swell.”

Sari breaks out in a cold sweat. She quickly turns for the elevator, only to see that the doors have closed.

Sari: No, no, no, no, no, no, no!”

Sari pounds on the doors and frantically presses the down button on the elevator pad.

Professor Sumdac: “Uh, you know what? Maybe this is a bad time.”

Onslaught sighs.

Onslaught: “Oh, for the love of...listen, Sari, can I call you Sari? Yes, well, you probably have every reason to be terrified of us right now, but please, listen to reason.”

Sari continues to pound on the door and laughs wryly.

Sari: “Oh yeah, listen to reason with five giant robot bounty hunters who want to kill me!”

Vortex: “Wanted to kill you.”

Sari stops pounding on the door and pants heavily. She looks over her shoulder at the Combaticons.

Sari: “…Wanted?”

Blast Off: “We never wanted to kill you in the first place.”

Sari leans her back against the door and slumps down to the floor. Professor Sumdac walks over to Sari and sits down with her.

Professor Sumdac: “Sari, please, I had a very long talk with the Combaticons before I called you down here. Just listen to what they have to say.”

Sari: “Daddy…?”

Professor Sumdac embraces Sari and pats her back.

Professor Sumdac: “I’m right here, Sari. I promise, I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you. I want you to be strong for me, please.”

Sari: “……Okay.”

Professor Sumdac and Sari look up at the Combaticons. Blast Off slowly steps towards Sari and Professor Sumdac with his hands behind his back.

Blast Off: “Now listen and listen well, you little ducky, when I first made your acquaintance, I knew right away that there was something special about you, and there certainly was…something special about you. Yes, quite, quite, yes…yes. Somehow, someway, you had the All-Spark’s power in you, and with the original All-Spark destroyed, I was relieved to find that there was some form of hope let in the universe. I thought that you could help bring life back to Cybertron and end the blasted, bloody Great War once and for all and restore balance, harmony, and all that other good stuff in the universe. I guess…I guess I got so caught up in the moment that I wanted to bring you back to Cybertron and restore order by any means necessary. I never meant to do you harm. It's just that you were being extremely unreasonable, and I'm afraid I lost my patience, which is not at all like me. Anyway, threats were made, punches were thrown, one thing led to another, and then the Combaticons reunited and threatened to put you out of your misery once and for all."

Swindle: "Long story short, it came to our attention recently that the Great War has finally ended. Megatron, the old war monger, has been captured and hauled off to Cybertron, and apparently, the All-Spark has been recreated. So, as it turns out, I guess that you were kind of, sort of, never the child of the All-Spark in the first place. Just some human brat who got lucky and absorbed some of it holy power, thus making you a living, breathing deux ex machina, a Macguffin, if you will."

Onslaught: "Speaking of which, to tell you the truth, this whole "techno-organic all along" nonsense doesn't make the slightest amount of sense to me whatsoever. It's like, okay, you appeared to be nothing more than a human, and then it came up out of the blue that you were actually a robot the entire time, and it begs a simple question."

Brawl shakes his head and shrugs.

Brawl: "Why? There's just...something about it...you know? Something that doesn't seem to add up. I mean, is there any reason in particular reason for why you're a techno-organic, other than to make things interesting?"

Sari looks down and shakes her head.

Sari: "I really wish I did know why I was like this."

Vortex: "Oh, pish posh, boys, none of that matters any more. What matters now is that I believe we all have something we would like to say to the girl."

Sari looks up at the Combaticons. The Combaticons look at each other. They walk over to Professor Sumdac and Sari and get down on their knees."

Onslaught: "On behalf of my team, I wish to extend an apology most sincere. So, I am very and honestly sorry, Sari."

Swindle: "I still hate you for shutting down the machine I tried to sell to Megatron. Not to mention you're friends with that little yellow bum who froze me in vehicle mode and flattened my tires, leaving me immobile for about Primus knows how many decacycles in a chop-shop, but...I'm willing to forgive and forget."

Blast Off: "I'm so terribly sorry for all the trouble I've caused you up to this point in time, and I would like to make it up to you...somehow."

Brawl: "I actually hate you a lot. Then again, I hate everyone and everything on this planet. However, if you manage to prepare a very good meal for me, I might consider sparing your life, since everyone else is forgiving/apologizing to you."

Vortex: "I'm also sorry for that little...uh...performance, I put on a while back. You know, where I "complimented" you in a rather disturbing manner? Anyway, what we're trying to say is..."

The Combaticons bow their heads and put their fists on their chests.

The Combaticons: "We're sorry, Sari Sumdac. Please forgive us for our foolishness."

Sari stares at the Combaticons in awe.

Sari: "...You're lying...you have to be. There's no way you can be telling the truth."

Swindle looks up at Sari.

Swindle: "Oh, but we are telling the truth. With Megatron behind bars, there's no one left to pay us for our services, and really, we've been looking for an excuse to retire. We know how you were able to turn Sixshot, and we thought that maybe, just maybe, you could maybe give us a second chance. We won't even ask you for anything in return. All we want is your forgiveness."

Blast Off: "Bounty hunters are in no way, shape, or form evil. We only do what our employers tell us to do. Autobots, Decepticons, neutrals, we're loyal to whoever pays us the most, and we wish to pledge loyalty to you. We wholeheartedly understand if you can't forgive us, and if that truely is the case, we shall get up and walk right out the door, but first, just tell us if you're willing to forgive us, please."

Onslaught: "We await your final verdict, as it were."

Sari: "......"

Professor Sumdac: "Well, what do you think, Sari?"

Sari: "......"

To be continued...​

 

Bonecrusher? Is that you? xDDDD

I wouldn't trust them...

 

but ask yourself sari, what happens when they find out that the war isn't over.
the fallen is creepy. b-the-b-the-b-that's all folks.

 

Wow.....that was kinda the last thing I expected, especially outta these guys! Very interesting!!!!

 

Part Eighteen (Back of the Book Segment)

Blast Off: “Well?”

Sari looks down and strokes her chin in deep thought.

Onslaught: “Hmm…”

Onslaught turns to face the other Combaticons.

Onslaught: “Gentlebots, it would seem that the little sprog is having difficulty in making her decision. Perhaps we should join together and perform an upbeat, show-stopping musical number. What say you?”

The Combaticons: “YEAH!”

Sari looks up at the Combaticons.

Sari: “Wait!”

The Combaticons look at Sari with disappointment.

The Combaticons: “Aww…”

Professor Sumdac stands up and helps Sari to her feet. Sari takes a deep breath and brushes her hair back.

Sari: “Look, boys, I’m sorry, but I just don’t know if I should trust you at all. I mean, it’s true how you brought Sixshot up and all, but that was a one time thing.”

Brawl: “What about the soda machine?”

Sari: “Oh, right, but that doesn’t count because he…”

Blast Off: “And don’t forget that little bugger pet of yours that knocked us out. He was a little trouble maker, too.”

Sari: “Yeah, but…”

Onslaught: “Come now, are you going to stand there and tell me that you can’t find it in your spark…?”

Swindle: “Heart?”

Onslaught looks at Swindle.

Onslaught: “She’s techno-organic, so she’s still more robot than fleshling, so she has a spark.”

Swindle: “True, but she has human skin on the outside, and circuitry on the inside, so that makes her like more of a human with a robotic skeleton.”

Vortex: “Technically though, her human form is actually considered her alternate mode, while her robot mode is her true form. Much like how I’m really a robot, and not a helicopter.”

Everyone looks at Vortex in confusion.

Onslaught: “Wait…what?!”

Swindle: “No, no, I see where he’s going with that. Really, he’s saying that she really is a robot, but she goes around in her human alt-mode.”

Brawl: “But wait, couldn’t she just be a robot all the time and transform into a human only when she needs to?”

Blast Off: “No, because if she did, it would make any sense because then she wouldn’t blend in with the other humans on this planet.”

Onslaught: “So is there really any need for her to have a robot mode at all, other than to fight Decepticons?”

Swindle: “Well, she can still do other stuff like make her hands extend out all creepy like and hack computers and stuff. She can probably do a lot more than that, but it seems that all she can do in battle is throw those relatively useless energy bolts, which in all seriousness, don’t do jack squat.”

Sari: “Well, I used to have a hammer, arm blades, and energy skates.”

Blast Off: “Oh yeah, I remember that. What happened to those?”

Sari: “I couldn’t control them, and they almost caused me to overload. They had to be sealed away via bypassing my circuitry. I got them back for a little while, but after I met up with you again, I haven’t been able to use them since, and so all I have left are those lousy energy balls.”

Brawl shakes his head.

Brawl: “That’s just motherboarding sad, pathetic and ghastly, too, but really just sad.”

Sari shrugs.

Sari: “I don’t really mind. In fact, I’ve actually been meaning to give my powers a rest for a long time, maybe even forever, seeing how the war is over.”

Swindle raises his eyebrow inquisitively.

Swindle: “Really? Well, forever is a long time, kid. Why would you want to stop using them just like that?”

Sari: “Well, it’s just that a part of me is human, and I feel like I’ve been really neglecting it since I found out that I’m part robot. Now that I’m a teenager, I just want to live my life the way any normal teenager should, you know?”

Swindle nods his head somewhat understandably.

Swindle: “Eh.”

Blast Off: “That’s an odd decision to make, but then again, it’s none of my business. I suppose if you feel that strongly about it, you should further pursue living a normal human life with a better understanding of just what it is you really are inside.”

Sari: “You really think so?”

Blast Off nods his head.

Blast Off: “Sure.”

Onslaught: “If you want my opinion, I’d tell you to do what you have to do.”

Swindle: “Follow your spark, and it’ll take you where you really need to go, no matter what direction it may be in.”

Vortex: “Just keep on marching, soldier. That’s really all I have to offer on that subject.”

Brawl crosses his arms and scoffs.

Brawl: “Do whatever the pit you want. I don’t give a frag.”

Sari looks at each of the Combaticons in awe. She nods her head and smiles.

Sari: “…Thank you for your advice, guys. It feel really weird coming from you, but it also helps a whole lot. Maybe I was wrong about you. It’s funny, in fact, it’s kind of hard for me to say, but you guys are actually…pretty good speakers, and you’re even better listeners, kind of. You know what? I’m probably going to regret this in the morning, but I think I’m gonna give you guys a shot.”

Onslaught: “Really?”

Onslaught clears his throat.

Onslaught: “I mean, are you certain that you wish to do that?”

Sari stalls for a moment, and then nods her head.

Sari: “Yes, but only on one condition.”

Onslaught: “What’s that?”

Sari walks up to Onslaught.

Sari: “If any of you do anything to mess this up for yourselves, you’re finished. I want to see you walk right out that door and never come back. And if I ever see you around Detroit, I will come looking for you, and I will find you and stop you. This is the only warning I’m going to give you, so do me a favor and follow the rules, get me?”

The Combaticons nod their heads. Sari nods her head.

Sari: “Okay, just remember that this is serious, and I’m counting on you not to let me down.”

Onslaught and Sari shake hands firmly.

Onslaught: “If you expect us to somehow screw this up to the point of no return, you will be disappointed.”

Sari: “I hope so. Just know that I’m really counting on you guys to keep your word. If you really are planning to stab me in the back, then this is a really bad time to do it, because I’ve been going through a bit of an emotional rough patch lately, what with my dad and I finally reconciling over a really personal matter, me having to say goodbye to my best friends, and another really good friend of mine died recently, and I really miss him a lot. So please, don’t let me down, don’t turn on me, just…show me that I made a good decision today. That’s all I’m asking.”

Onslaught: “We wouldn’t dream of betraying your trust, Sari Sumdac.”

Sari slowly nods her head and smiles half-heartedly.

Sari: “Okay, listen, we’re gonna be leaving town for a few days, and I was wondering if you could…”

Onslaught: “We already had this conversation with your father. We’d be more than happy to take care of things in your stead.”

Sari: “All right. Look, I need to go back upstairs now. I’ll talk to you guys a little later. Can you come with me, Dad?”

Professor Sumdac: “Sure.”

Professor Sumdac turns to face the Combaticons.

Professor Sumdac: “I trust you can see yourselves out the door?”

Onslaught nods his head and turns his back to Sari and Professor Sumdac. He gestures the other Combaticons to follow him. The Combaticons leave Sumdac Tower. Sari and Professor Sumdac ride the elevator up to the living quarters. Sari sighs deeply and looks down. Professor Sumdac looks at Sari.

Sari: “Anyone can change, right?”

Professor Sumdac: “What?”

Sari: “Sixshot is always telling me that no matter who you are, or what you’ve done in life, you can change. Anyone can change.”

Professor Sumdac: “That’s very wise, Sari.”

Sari: “I know. I really didn’t want to give the Combaticons a chance, but I kept hearing Sixshot’s voice in my mind, and it kept saying…”

Professor Sumdac and Sari: “Anyone can change.”

Sari: “Yeah…”

Professor Sumdac: “…You miss him, don’t you?”

Sari: “Yes, I do. I miss all of them, but most of all, I miss Prowl.”

Professor Sumdac puts his hand on Sari’s shoulder.

Professor Sumdac: “So do I, Sari. So do I.”

Outside, the Combaticons are walking down the street.

Onslaught: “It’s obvious that she still doesn’t trust us, but at least she gave us a chance.”

Blast Off: “In due time, she’s going to have to trust us, especially me. I can help her. As I tried to tell her before, I know how the Dead Matrix can be defeated, and believe me, the Dead Matrix will have a part to play in the Fallen's Megacycle...”

To be continued…​

 

Ooooo mysterious ending!~~

 

Part Nineteen (Meanwhile...)

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Megatron and Starscream are out on the balcony looking down on Trypticon Square. An army of only the most notorious Decepticons have gathered in Trypticon Square. The army is made up of Decepticons who were handpicked by the Fallen for their potential loyalty. The Fallen’s apparent loyal followers are Shockwave, Lugnut, Blitzwing, Thundercracker, Skywarp, Ramjet, Sunstorm, Strika, Oil Slick, Cyclonus, Blackout, Spittor, Astrotrain, Obsidian, Sideways, Bludgeon, Kickback, Deathsaurus, Reflector, Gnaw, Banzai-Tron, Scalpel, and Nemesis Prime.
​

Megatron: “We have done all that you have asked for. We have built an army of only your most loyal followers, while everyone else, namely those who denied your awesome power were…”​

Megatron looks over his shoulder at the charred, mutilated bodies of Stockade, Jackpot, Bombshell, and Shrapnel. The bodies of Misfire, Slugslinger, and Quake are nailed to the walls with pikes impaled through their chests. Megatron snickers devilishly.​

Megatron: “…Punished for their foolhardy heresy, just as you commanded, Master.”​

Starscream: “What do you want us to do now, my liege? We shall gladly do whatever you ask of us.”​

The Fallen: “OUTSTANDING!” YOU HAVE BOTH SERVED ME WELL. THOSE WHO DENY MY NAME AND REFUSE TO WORSHIP ME AS THEY SHOULD HAVE BEEN RIGHTFULLY AND STRICTLY PUNISHED FOR THEIR DOUBT, WHILE THOSE WHO PRAISE MY NAME NIGHT AND DAY SHALL BE REWARDED FOR THEIR LOYALTY WHEN THE TIME COMES. TWENTY THREE SEALS REMAIN NOW, AND I AM FEELING STRONGER THAN EVER BEFORE, BUT I’M BEGINNING TO GROW INCREASINGLY IMPATIENT AS TIME PASSES BY. I DEMAND FREEDOM NOW, AND I WON’T WAIT ANY LONGER!”​

Starscream: “Well, what do you want us to do?”​

The Fallen: “THE REMAINING SEALS ARE TAKING TOO LONG TO BE BROKEN. WE MUST TAKE MATTERS INTO OUR OWN SERVOS AND BREAK THEM OURSELVES. AMONG THE SEALS THAT REMAIN, THE DEAD MATRIX MUST BE RETURNED TO NEMESIS PRIME, TWO PROTOFORMS MUST BE STOLEN FROM THE AUTOBOTS, AND THE AUTOBOT GENERAL RHINESTONE MUST BE KINDNAPPED AND BROUGHT BACK TO CYBERTRON.”​

Starscream: “But that’s only three seals.”​

The Fallen: “YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THAT?!”​

Starscream and Megatron flinch.​

Starscream: “I’m…sorry, my liege.”​

The Fallen: “NO, I APOLOGIZE. I’M SO CLOSE TO FREEDOM THAT I FEAR MY EXCITEMENT IS BEGINNING TO TAKE A TOLL ON MY CIRCUITS.”​

Megatron: “You will be free again, Master. We shall make sure of it.”​

The Fallen: “VERY WELL THEN, MY OUTBURSTS HAVE MADE ME WEAK, AND I FEAR THAT I MUST REST IF I WISH TO ASSIST YOU LATER ON. FAREWELL…FOR NOW. AND REMEMBER, DO NOT DISAPPOINT ME.”​

Megatron and Starscream bow their heads and put their hands behind their backs.​

Megatron and Starscream: “ALL HAIL THE FALLEN!!”​

Megatron and Starscream walk back inside.​

Megtron: “Let us find Scorponok if we wish to break the first seal his Excellency mentioned. As it happens, I have a score to settle with him.”​

Starscream: “As do I. Oh, there is something I wish to ask you, Megatron.”​

Megatron: “What is it, Starscream?”​

Starscream: “I have heard rumors that Sixshot has abandoned the Decepticons and has gone on to join the Autobots. What shall we do with him?”​

Megatron and Starscream stop walking. Megatron looks at Starscream gravely.​

Megatron: “If he is no longer with us, then he is against us. Like all other Autobot cyber pigs, he must be killed.”​

Starscream: “……And so he shall be killed.”​

Meanwhile in the Autobot capitol city of Iacon, the Elite Guard flagship, the Trion, is being prepared for take off. General Kup has been chosen to lead the new Earth Autobots with Rodimus Prime as his second in command. The lucky Autobots who have been chosen to join Kup and Rodimus Prime on Earth are Sixshot, Bumblebee, Jazz, Ironhide, Hot Shot, Brawn, Red Alert, Roadbuster, Drift, Outback, Trailbreaker, Warpath, Dai Atlas, Cosmos, Mirage, Skids, Mudflap, and Nightbeat. While everyone else has boarded the ship, Kup, Bumblebee, and Sixshot are saying goodbye to Optimus Magnus, Sentinel Prime, Arcee, Bulkhead, and Ratchet.​

Kup: “We'll contact you as soon as we get to Earth. Are you sure you don't need at least a few of us to stay behind and help out with the 'Cons? With Megatron on the loose again, it's safe to say that Cybertron is treading on thin ice. There's no telling how the old war monger plans on wreaking vengeance on us, but knowing Megatron the way I do, I can assure you that whatever it is, it's not going to be pretty. Nope, not pretty at all. Oh but by all means, if you need any of our soldiers, take the twins. Please, I’m begging you. No, really, I’m begging. Seriously, those little dumb-afts are annoying as pit, and they're fragging ugly, too.”​

Optimus Magnus: “Well, thank you for your concern, General, but as long as we have hope, courage, faith, and the Magnus Hammer, the Decepticons won't stand a chance. We'll be fine.”​

Sentinel Prime: “Just worry about getting to Earth and protecting Sari. You know, in case things go south and the Decepticons somehow get the upper hand and make it to Earth where they can find Sari and get their filthy servos on her. That would be really bad, by the way.”​

Arcee: “Don't forget to gather as much information as you can find on Earth. Now that Cybertrons have no need to be afraid of organics anymore, it would really help to learn more about them. Starting with the orgainic species on Earth. Luckily, your little organic friend Sari will be able to help us download important information in no time flat. Oh, and tell her I said hello.”​

Bulkhead: “Yeah, tell Sari how much I miss her. I'm gonna try to take a few orbital cycles off so I can go visit her. Wheeljack and Perceptor wanted to examine her, so I'll bring them along, too.”​

Ratchet: “Sari might find this hard to believe, but out of everyone else here, I think I miss her the most. I hate how quiet things are when she's not around. Do me a favor and tell her I said that, will you?”​

Sentinel Prime: “I don't even know the kid all that well, and I miss her.”​

Optimus Magnus: “We all miss Sari. Although I have to say, I think I miss her the most out of everyone else. I don't know when I'll get the chance to visit Sari on Earth, so just tell her that I wish her the very best and that I'm honored to have had her for a friend, all right, Bumblebee?”​

Bumblebee nods his head and smiles.​

Bumblebee: “Will do, Boss Bot.”​

Kup and Bumblebee salute the Autobots. The Autobots salute them back. Kup and Bumblebee board the Trion. Sixshot nods his head and starts towards the Trion.​

Optimus Magnus: “Sixshot?”​

Sixshot stops and looks over his shoulder at Optimus Magnus. Optimus Magnus nods his head and smiles.​

Optimus Magnus: “It’s good to finally have you on board. Sari is going to be so proud of you when she finds out.”​

Sixshot: “I know.”​

The Autobots salute Sixshot. Sixshot salutes them back and boards the Trion. The Trion blasts off into space and flies away.​

To be continued...​

 

Part Twenty (Go, Blue Racer, go!)

Blurr runs up to Optimus Magnus and salutes him.

Blurr: “Oh, hello, Optimus Magnus, sir. Are you here to see General Kup and his crew off before they depart for Earth? I’m going with them too, you know. I’m really looking forward to going back to Earth again because there’s still so much more there that I wanted to see, and I was hoping I could see how long it would take me to run around the entire planet. It probably won’t take me long at all seeing how I’m the fastest Autobot in existence, though I probably don’t have to tell you that, assuming you already know that I’m the fastest Autobot in existence. Oh, but listen to me brag. How rude of me, huh. Sorry about that. So anyway, are they just getting ready for take off now?”

Optimus Magnus: “Actually, you just missed them. I’m afraid they left without you.”

Blurr: “What?! Oh no, oh no, oh no, this is not good! This is really, really, really bad! What am I going to do?! They can’t just go to Earth without me! I have to catch up with them!”

Optimus Magnus puts his hand on Blurr’s shoulder.

Optimus Magnus: “Blurr, calm down. It’s okay, really. You can just head over to the Space Bridge Nexus and go through any one of the portals. They’ll take you to the space bridge on top of Sumdac Tower in no time. I can take you there if you want me to.”

Blurr quickly pulls away from Optimus Magnus and shakes his head.

Blurr: “No thank you, Sir, but that’s just too easy. Besides, I never go to the Nexus anymore. Not since the…uh…incident with that son of a glitch Shockwave. I don’t know about you, but I could use a good run. The exercise would do me well. Thanks to this new body Wheeljack and Perceptor designed especially for me, I can run a whole lot faster now, which really helps because I’m the fastest Autobot in existence. So I’m just gonna go now, while I still have time. In fact, I’m gonna race the Trion to Earth. Chances are that I’ll beat them to it, which really shouldn’t come as a surprise, gotta run!”

Blurr races past Optimus Magnus and the Autobots and runs all the way up the side of a skyscraper until he climbs up into the sky and runs straight out of Cybertron’s orbit and into space.

Blurr: “ENGAGE TURBO DRIVE AND BLAST OFF!!”

Blurr zips across the galaxy in a blue streak of light. He looks all around as he races past planets, stars, comets, and asteroids and laughs.

Blurr: “Look at it! Just look at all of it! It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen! I never thought I’d be able to see it all again, but now I’m here! It’s so great to be online!”

Blurr runs three laps around the ring of a Saturn-like planet, jumps off of it, and resumes running across the galaxy at the speed of light. He smiles and extends his arms out.

Blurr: “THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME MY LIFE BACK, SAAAAAARIIIIII!!!”

No more than twenty-five minutes later, Blurr is running across the Milky Way Galaxy and blasts off towards Earth. Blurr stops running and freefalls through Earth’s atmosphere. Once Blurr reaches Detroit down bellow, he runs down the side of Sumdac Tower and stumbles down onto the ground. Blurr trips and rolls on the ground. He turns himself around and rolls into the main lobby of Sumdac Tower. His long run finally comes to an end when he rolls into the receptionist’s desk.

Receptionist Bot: “Welcome to Sumdac Tower. How may I help you, Mister…uh…?”

Blurr pants rapidly and struggles to catch his breath.

Blurr: “I…just…ran…halfway…across…the galaxy…from Cybertron…all the way to…Earth. I am…really tired right…now. I think I need to…take a nice long…stasis nap.”

Blurr sits up and wipes the energon from his brow. Sari and Dispensor walk into the main lobby after stepping out of the elevator.

Sari: “So anyway, I don’t want to fight with you anymore. You came to me for help when you really needed it. I let you come live with me, and then I treated you like a slave. I was wrong to do that, and I’m truly and very sincerely sorry I was such a jerk and ordered you around like that. You never deserved that. I don’t want you to be my butler, Dispensor.”

Dispensor glares at Sari and crosses his arms.

Sari: “I want you to be my friend. Even more than that, I want you to be a member of my family.”

Dispensor: “…...You really mean that?”

Sari nods her head and smiles. Dispensor grins.

Dispensor: “I’d like that. Thank you, Sari.”

Sari: “You’re welcome, Dewbot.”

Dispensor shakes his head and chuckles. He extends his hand towards Sari.

Dispensor: “Friends?”

Sari hugs Dispensor. Dispensor gags.

Sari: “No, family.”

Sari lets go of Dispensor and puts her hand on his shoulder. She walks away. Dispensor smiles to himself and walks off in the other direction. Sari sees Blurr and walks up to him.

Sari: “Blurr?”

Blurr turns to look at Sari. He is still short of breath.

Blurr: “Oh…hi, Sari…how…are you?”

Sari: “I’m fine, thanks, but what are you doing here? How come you’re not on Cybertron?”

Blurr stands up and looks down at Sari. He takes a deep, deep breath and speaks rapidly.

Blurr: “After you left Cybertron, Megatron and his lieutenants were busted out of the Cybertron Stockades by the warden of all people, who was apparently a Decepticon spy all along and had been behind three major prison breaks in the last decacycle and a half. Optimus Prime and his team have been promoted to Elite Guard status and are remaining on Cybertron, while Bumblebee is in fact returning to Earth along with a special team of Autobots that have been chosen to set up a permanent base of operations here. I was supposed to go with them, but unfortunately, they left without me, and I had no choice but to run all the way from Cybertron to this very location. Now, while I’m extremely early in my arrival, the rest of the Autobots I mentioned before will not be arriving on Earth for another week I would say. Oh, but don’t worry about Megatron being free. I’m sure Optimus Magnus will be able to make quick work of Megatron and any other Decepticons with the Magnus Hammer. So here I am right now telling you everything you need to know in a nutshell. Any questions?”

Sari: “Megatron has escaped?!”

Blurr: “Yeah, but I already told you, Optimus Magnus will put him in his place…again.”

Sari breathes a sigh of relief.

Sari: “So everyone’s all right?”

Blurr nods his head.

Blurr: “They’re perfectly safe. No need to worry.”

Sari: “You also said that Bumblebee is coming back?”

Blurr: “Yes, with a whole team of Autobots led by General Kup and Rodimus Prime.”

Sari smiles eagerly.

Sari: “That’s great! I’ve really missed the guys since I left Cybertron. It’s weird that it’s only been a few days though, because it feels like it’s been years since I’ve seen them.”

Blurr: “As I said before, they should be here in about seven orbital cycles.”

Sari: “Oh, my gosh, that’s perfect timing!”

Blurr: “How’s that?”

Sari: “I’m going to leave town tomorrow for a week-long vacation. By the time I get back, the Autobots will probably be here already. That’s so cool! Oh, since you’re here, I was wondering if you would mind if I made you an official Substitute Autobot. You’d just have to watch over the city for me while I’m gone. Is that okay with you?”

Blurr: “Well, I just ran halfway across the galaxy to get here, and I’m really tired right now. I don't know how long it will take for me to cool off, so is it okay if I stay here and recharge for a few orbital cycles?”

Sari nods her head.

Sari: “Oh yeah, sure, it’s no trouble at all.”

Blurr: “Then you’ve got yourself a Substitute Autobot.”

Sari: “Cool, thanks.”

Blurr and Sari pound their fists together and smile.

Sari: “Hey, can I get you anything? We have water, oil, and Mountain Dew. Take your pick.”

Blurr smirks.

Blurr: “Give me a Black Gold on the rocks.”

Sari frowns and tilts her head.

Sari: “What’s a Black Gold on the rocks?”

Blurr chuckles softly and shakes his head.

Blurr: “Never mind, I’m good.”

Sari: “I can make you some Oil Nogg. Would you like that?”

Blurr raises his eyebrow inquisitively.

Blurr: “What’s Oil Nogg?”

Sari grins.

Sari: “The best oil you’re ever gonna drink.”

To be continued…​

 

Awww he he he! Blurr is so cute in this!! Gosh I just can't WAIT for more!!~  

 

Part Twenty-One (Nobody knows the trouble I've seen)

At the Autobots’ base, Sari is standing in the doorway looking into Prowl’s old room. Everything is just the way he left it, though Prowl never really kept anything in his room at all. All he ever needed was a nice quiet room where he could meditate and be at one with nature. Sari walks over to the tree in Prowl’s room and puts her hand on it. She sighs and closes her eyes.

Sari: “I miss you, Prowl. I never even got to say goodbye to you. Thank you for saving my father. Thank you for saving everyone. Thank you…”

Sari chokes back tears.

Sari: “Thank you for being such a good friend.”

Grimlock, Swoop and Snarl walk into Prowl’s room and stand behind Sari. Sari turns to face Grimlock with a tear in her eyes and sees that he is sharing the same sorrowful expression as her.

Grimlock: “Bike Robot saved Dinobots from being melted down. Bike Robot took Dinobots to island where Dinobots could live and be happy. Bike Robot was the only one who ever understood Dinobots. Bike Robot gooooood. Me Grimlock sad that Bike Robot gone now.”

Sari: “So am I, Grimlock.”

Grimlock kneels before Sari.

Grimlock: “Maybe…maybe Bike Robot no would want puny human and me Grimlock to be sad. Bike Robot would want puny human and me Grimlock……happy.”

Sari wipes a tear from her eye and smiles.

Sari: “You’re right; he would want me…us to be happy.”

Sari walks up to Grimlock and gives him a hug.

Sari: “Thank you, Grimlock.”

Grimlock looks down at Sari and smiles. Sari lets go of Grimlock and walks out of the room.

Sari: “Come on, guys, we need to finish the tour. My dad’s waiting outside in the limo.”

The Dinobots follow Sari. Sari and the Dinobots meet up with Dinotron, Wreck-Gar, Blurr, and the Combaticons in the main room.

Sari: “Okay guys, I think that’s everything. Let me just lay down a few quick ground rules.”

Blast Off: “And those would be…?”

Sari counts her fingers as she explains the rules.

Sari: “No fighting, no blowing things up, no stomping on humans, no attacking the military, they’re there to help you, don’t throw garbage into the air, and if you run into any human criminals, don’t kill them, just capture them and bring them to the police, they’re there to help you, too. Well, I think that’s everything, so I’ll just leave you guys to make yourselves at home, oh, and Onslaught?”

Onslaught: “Yes?”

Sari glares at Onslaught and points her finger at him.

Sari: “I don’t want any monkey business out of you and the other guys. If I find the city in a barren wasteland when I come back and find that you’ve enslaved all of humanity…”

Onslaught raises his hands for silence.

Onslaught: “Don’t worry, Combaticons are first and foremost gentlebots above all else.”

Sari puts her hand down and nods her head slowly.

Sari: “Okay, but just remember…”

Sari pounds her fists together and growls. Vortex and Swindle look at each other fearfully. Brawl crosses his arms and growls.

Onslaught: “Yes, of course.”

Sari walks over to Blurr and looks up at him.

Sari: “Blurr?”

Blurr stands to attention and salutes Sari. Sari laughs softly and puts her hand on Blurr’s leg.

Sari: “Since you’re the only real Autobot here, I want you to hold the fort down for me, so to speak.”

Blurr: “Oh, wow, thank you so much for leaving me in charge of the Substitute Autobots, Sari. This is such a great honor. I promise I’ll do my best to follow in your footsteps as a really good leader, but I doubt I’ll even come close because you’re so much better that I am at the leadership thing. I won’t let you down, boss lady. You can count on me to get the job done right.”

Sari nods her head.

Sari: “I know I can. Listen, if the Combaticons give you any trouble at all, I want you to put them in stasis cuffs and keep them down in the basement.”

Blurr: “Really?”

Sari: “Really, really.”

Blurr and Sari pound their fists together.

Blurr and Sari: “Tomadachis.”

Blurr: “Hey, Sari?”

Sari: “What is it, buddy?”

Blurr: “I hope you have a great time on your vacation.”

Sari: “Thank you.”

Blurr: “Sure, no problem. You’d better get going now. Your dad’s waiting.”

Sari nods her head.

Sari: “Take care, Blurr. I’ll see you guys later.”

Wreck-Gar: “Bon voyage.”

Sari runs outside and gets in the limousine. She sits next to Professor Sumdac. Kremzeek flies out of the car phone and sits on Sari’s lap.

Kremzeek: “Sari! Kremzeek!”

Professor Sumdac looks at Sari and smiles.

Professor Sumdac: “Are you ready for some R&R?”

Sari puts on a pair of sunglasses and smiles.

Sari: “I was born ready…or constructed…built? Ah, who cares? Let’s get going.”

Skyfire watches from the roof of the Autobots’ base as Sari and Professor Sumdac’s limousine drives away. He sighs deeply and flies after them in his SR-71 Blackbird mode. Back inside the Autobots’ base, the Substitute Autobots look at each other in awkward silence.

Swindle: “So, what do we do now?”

Wreck-Gar smiles eagerly and puts on a black hat and a fake beard. He tosses a handful of confetti into the air and blows a party horn.

Wreck-Gar: “I’ll tell you what we’re gonna do. We’re gonna party like its 1699!”

Wreck-Gar pulls out his accordion and plays Amish Paradise. The Substitute Autobots cheer and start dancing. Blurr runs around the room laughing maniacally with a lamp shade over his head.

Blast Off: “I say, I could get used to being an Autobot.”

Onslaught: “Who knew being one of the good guys could be so fun?”

Swindle: “Shut up and dance until you can’t dance anymore, boys!”

Brawl: “PARTY LIKE AN AUTOBOT, T-T-T-TOTALLY, DUDE!!!”

Barricade is parked in an alley. Sari and Professor Sumdac’s limousine drives by the alley. Barricade drives out of the alley and follows the limousine. Frenzy switches off his com link (he was eavesdropping on Sari and the Substitute Autobots) and chuckles deviously.

Frenzy: (Translated) “Looks like we’re going on vacation with the hottie-hot-hottie Earth girl. Yowza!”

Barricade sighs deeply.

Barricade: “Oh joy.”

Meanwhile in Megatron’s throne room, Megatron and Starscream are walking away from a battered and bruised Scorponok, whose chest appears to have been torn open. Starscream is carrying the Dead Matrix with a devilish smirk on his face. Scorponok coughs up energon and roars.

Scorponok: “THE DEAD MATRIX IS MINE! IT BELONGS TO ME! I MUST BECOME MEGAZARAK!!”

Megatron: “You were wrong to think that you could take my place while I was randomly transwarping across the universe, Scorponok. I thought for sure the team that followed you to Earth would execute Operation: Antivenin and kill you. Yes, I was really counting on Barricade to deliver the final blow, though I can’t really blame him for failing to do as he was told. After all, I imagine it must be difficult for anyone to complete a mission when your partner in crime is a wretched little freak show like Frenzy. Ah, but no matter. It felt so much better punishing you myself. Note to self, when I want someone to be assassinated, I won’t bother hiring anyone to do it for me. I’ll just do it myself from now on. Lucky for you though, the Fallen himself ordered us to spare your wretched shell. Oh, but look at the time, I’m afraid we have to get going now. We need to get this Matrix back to its rightful owner. We’ll just leave you here to cool off. Goodbye, Megazarak.”

Megatron and Starscream leave the throne room. Scorponok pulls himself up and shakes his fist. His eyes glow jet black.

Scorponok: (Deathbringer) “ENOUGH FOOLING AROUND, SCORPONOK. NOW WE MUST PURSUE OUR TRUE DESTINY. WE MUST MAKE SIXSHOT BECOME A REAPER, AND IF HE REFUSES, HE WILL BURN. PERHAPS IT’S TIME WE STARTED PREPARING FOR THE ENDGAME. WE MAY NEED A FEW OLD FRIENDS TO GIVE US A SERVO IN OUR QUEST...”

To be continued…​

 

Oh gosh I feel bad clouds a-formin'!!!

 

o.o

 

Part Twenty-Two (I need a vacation)

Waspinator washes up on a beach in Cancun, Mexico. He drags himself up onto dry land and groans in pain.​

Waspinator: “Stupid Air Force shootzz Wazzpinator out of the sky. Wazzpinator didn’t do anything wrong. Wazzpinator wazz juzzt flying over the ocean. Wazzpinator didn’t hurt anybody. Why Air Force hate Wazzpinator?”​

Waspinator sits up and reattaches his left arm to his body. He looks around and whines.​

Waspinator: “Oh no, Wazzpinator izz stranded on a dezzerted island! Waspinator izz to worn out to fly away, and Wazzpinator’s wingzz are wet, too. Oh man, Wazzpinator izz in some pretty deep-aft crud.”​

Waspinator puts his hands on his face and screams.​

Waspinator: “WAZZPINATOR IZZ LOZZT!!!”​

Waspinator hyperventilates and looks around frantically.​

Waspinator: “Wazzpinator needzz volleyball named Wilzzon to talk to! Wazzpinator needzz someone to be Wazzpinator’s friend!”​

Waspinator wiggles his antennas and picks up an oddly familiar scent. He looks around and rubs his mandible.​

Waspinator: “Hmm, Wazzpinator smellzz a techno-organizzm. Wazzpinator muzzt find techno-organizzm and make it Wazzpinator’s new bezzt friend.”​

Waspinator walks towards towards the crowded end of the beach.​

Waspinator: “Wazzpinator will find you, new bezzt friend! Ouch! Hot sand! Hot Sand! Hot sand! Wazzpinator hatezz beach! Why can't Wazzpinator just catch a break?!”​

Waspinator hops past Skyfire, who is limping along the water. Skyfire looks at Waspinator and shakes his head.​

Skyfire: “Great, now I’m gonna have to save the cute little lass from a techno-organic wasp. Don’t worry, Lassie, Grandpa Skyfire will save you! Oh, crud, me hip’s acting up again! Don’t worry; I’ll save you…eventually. Just let me rest my optics for a few nanoclicks and…”​

Skyfire falls asleep standing up. He quickly jerks awake.​

Skyfire: “HAGGIS!!”​

Skyfire resumes limping along the water towards the crowded end of the beach. He rubs his hip and mumbles to himself.​

Skyfire: “Ah, bagpipes, carrageen moss, Nessie, sheep, cock-a-leekie soup, Sean Connery, kilts, Ayrshire Dunlop, Rugby, tatties and herring, Golf, Riverstomp…or is it Riverdance? In fact, I think that’s Irish, not Scottish. I’ve got rust in my aft. Wait, who the fetch am I talking to again? What year is it? Am I still at Loch Ness? What’s my name? Uh, is it Gregg? Scott? Tom? I think it might be Mark. Bah, humbug!”​

Skyfire’s right arm in which he is grasping his cane falls off. He stops and looks down.​

Skyfire: “Oh, Damn it! Not again!”​

Skyfire’s left arm falls off.​

Skyfire: “Great gopher!”​

Skyfire’s head falls off, along with both his legs. His torso falls to the ground.​

Skyfire: “OH, COME ON!!!”​

Daniel Witwicky walks up to Skyfire’s head and pokes it with a stick.​

Skyfire: “Have at you, you stupid little git! It’s only a flesh wound…or two…or three.”​

Daniel Witwicky screams and runs away. Skyfire’s head jumps after him.​

Skyfire: “Get back here! I’ll bite your knees off! Ni! Peng! Ni-wom! No one runs from Skyfire of the Highland Seekers! Lucky for you, I’m the only Highland Seeker, you son of a silly person! I know Sixshot! He can kill you if I ask him! Then again, he’ll probably grow to like you as much as he likes the blue-eyed lass. Fine then, I’ll just stay here with me body!”​

A flock of seagulls roost on Skyfire’s body and relieve themselves. Skyfire groans in disgust and looks up at the sky.​

Skyfire: “Oh, so you have a sense ‘o humor now, do ya, Vector? Well you sir…are not funny. No offense.”​

Ravage emerges from the waves and wades through the water towards the beach. He runs onto dry land and roars. Soundwave contacts Ravage over his com link.​

Soundwave: “Ravage, have you arrived at the destination?”​

Ravage roars and licks his paws clean.​

Soundwave: “Very good. Find the techno-organic and terminate her. Once you do, harvest her spark and dispose of her body. After that, return to Detroit so we can begin Operation: World domination.”​

Ravage roars and races down the sand dunes towards the crowded end of the beach. Meanwhile, Kremzeek is chasing after a crab. Sari finds a spot to lay her beach towel down and takes her backpack off. She sits down on her beach blanket and keeps a watchful eye on Kremzeek.​

Sari: “Don’t go too far now, little buddy. I wouldn’t want you to get lost.”​

Kremzeek catches the crab and brings it over to Sari.​

Sari: “Oh, is that for me?”​

Kremzeek smiles eagerly and nods his head. Sari takes the crab from Kremzeek and holds it in the palm of her hand.​

Kremzeek: “Kremzeek get present for pretty girl Sari.”​

Sari: “Aww, thank you, Kremzeek, but I can’t take this.”​

Kremzeek frowns.​

Kremzeek: “Sari no like present?”​

Kremzeek looks down. Sari scoops up Kremzeek in her other hand and holds him up.​

Sari: “Oh no, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. Please don’t be sad. It was very sweet of you to bring me this little guy, and I appreciate it, I do. It’s just that my friend Optimus once told me that freedom is the right of all sentient beings, and this little guy right here should be free to live his life. This is where he belongs, just like how you belong with me and my dad. Do you understand, Kremzeek?”

Kremzeek looks up at Sari.​

Kremzeek: “Kremzeek understands.”​

Sari nods her head and smiles.​

Kremzeek: “Can Kremzeek let little guy go?”​

Sari: “Sure.”​

Kremzeek floats over to the crab and picks it up out of Sari’s hand. He sets it down on the ground and pets it on its shell.​

Kremzeek: “Kremzeek sorry, little guy. Little guy can go home now.”​

The crab clicks its claws and burrows into the sand. Kremzeek floats over to Sari. Sari scoops Kremzeek up in her hand and gently strokes his head. Kremzeek rests his eyes and purrs.​

Sari: “That was a nice thing you did, Kremzeek. You’re a good boy, and I’m really proud of you.”​

Sari kisses Kremzeek on his forehead. Kremzeek sighs dreamily and blushes.​

Kremzeek: “Thanks, pretty girl Sari.”​

Sari giggles.​

Sari: “You’re welcome, Cutie.”​

Kremzeek sits next to Sari on her beach blanket. Sari puts on a pair of sunglasses and stretches her arms out.​

Sari: “I’m gonna work on my tan for a little bit. Would you like to join me?”​

Kremzeek looks at Sari and tilts his head.​

Kremzeek: “Krem…zeek?”​

Sari takes off her t-shirt and shorts to show that she is wearing a bikini underneath them. Kremzeek stares blankly and Sari.​

Sari: “Kremzeek? Little buddy?”​

Sari gently taps Kremzeek on his forehead. Kremzeek falls on his back and faints. He sighs dreamily.​

Kremzeek: “Sari es muy, muy caliente.”​

Sari giggles.​

Sari: “Poor little lovesick cutie.”​

Sari lies back on her beach blanket and rests her eyes. While Sari works on her tan, Ravage slowly creeps up behind her. He emits a low, rumbling growl and swings his tail back and forth. A long, sharp blade extends from the tip of Ravage’s tail. Just as Ravage is about to pounce on Sari, he is hit by a blue dune buggy and sent flying into the sand dunes. The blue dune buggy transforms into a robot and rubs its head.​

Beachcomber: “Whoa, bro, I’m like, so totally sorry about that wipeout. It was like, totally my bad.”​

Ravage roars and runs off. Beachcomber looks out at the ocean and smiles eagerly.

Beachcomber: "Whoa, check out those monster waves, man! I'm like, so totally going to ride them. Good thing I came prepared."

Beachcomber pulls out a surfboard and runs towards the water.

Beachcomber: "Cowabunga, dudes!"

Beachcomber jumps into the water and paddles out on his surfboard. Deep down on the ocean floor, the the darkness is lit by the glow of a single red eye.

Octopunch: "Dead 'bots tell no tales."

A snapping turtle, a lobster, a shark, a manta ray, a coelacanth, a squid, and Octopunch emerge from the darkness.

To be continued...​

 

DilaZirk...

Anyways, poor Skyfire.

Octopunch oh noes! D8

Beachcomber is awesome! And has great timing!

 

You'd better believe it, Buster.   Oh, god, wait until Frenzy sees her...

Leave it to Michael Bay to make old people badarse.  

Octopunch and the

Spoiler

Seacons (Piranacon.)

It bugs me how much Derrick J. Wyatt (the awesome animation god that he is) hates Beachcomber. So I decided to take it upon myself and prove that Beachcomber can be and is more than a "useless hippie." (No hard feelings, Mr. Wyatt.)

 

Hippies are cool, man. B)

 

now your adding the pretenders? oh boy.  

 

Part Twenty-Three (Life's a beach)

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Blackarachnia is trekking through the thick jungle brush deep in the heart of Africa. She has been walking for hours, just trying to find her way out.

Blackarachnia: “I cannot believe that dim witted jerkbot Waspinator just up and left me to rust forever in this spark forsaken jungle. Of all the nerve! I swear, no matter what I do, I always get paired up with the stupid ones. The only ‘bots in my life that actually had working processors were Optimus, who was always too much of a goody-goody, Sentinel, who was just an arrogant jerk with a big chin, and Sixshot, who was…everything I ever wanted. Sixshot had everything. He was smart, strong, funny, bold, brash, loyal…”​

Blackarachnia sighs dreamily and fans herself.​

Blackarachnia: “And really, really handsome. It’s been almost nine stellar cycles since we broke up, and I still can’t stop thinking about him. I wonder if he would ever want to take me back.”​

Blackarachnia scoffs.​

Blackarachnia: “Ah, who am I kidding? I don’t need a ‘bot to define me. I’d be better off wandering through this pit for the rest of my life.”​

Lockdown: “Are you sure about that?”​

Blackarachnia spins around and groans in disgust as she sees Lockdown staring her down. Lockdown steps out of the shadows and is seen to be wearing his trademark poncho.​

Blackarachnia: “Ugh, not you again?!”​

Lockdown: “Look, before you go and jump down my throat about our little fling on the Moon a while back, I just want you to know that I have no hard feelings against you, and believe it or not, I’m here to help you.”​

Blackarachnia puts her hands on her hips and steps up to Lockdown.​

Blackarachnia: “Is that right?”​

Lockdown smirks and raises his hook arm.​

Lockdown: “Do I look like someone who would cross his fingers behind his back?”​

Blackarachnia gulps.​

Blackarachnia: “…Point taken.”​

Lockdown drags his hook across the bark of a tree and carves out a flaming Decepticon insignia. Blackarachnia flinches.​

Lockwave: “I thought so.”​

Blackarachnia: “So, how are we going to get out of this dreadful place?”​

Lockdown’s ship fades out of its active camouflage. It is seen hovering above the trees. Blackarachnia looks up in awe with her mouth wide open. Lockdown puts the tip of his hook under Blackarachnia’s chin.​

Lockdown: “It doesn’t usually have that affect on people, but coming from you, I’ll take that as a compliment.”​

Lockdown forces Blackarachnia’s mouth shut and takes his hook off her chin. Blackarachnia rubs her chin.​

Lockdown: “I’ll meet you up there in a few nanoclicks. I want to stay and finish my pretty picture.”​

Blackarachnia: “Whatever.”​

Blackarachnia transforms into a spider and zips up to Lockdown’s ship. Lockdown turns his attention to the flaming Decepticon insignia carved onto the tree and uses his hook to carve something next to it. Lockdown smirks.​

Lockdown: “Finished.”​

Lockdown has carved an Autobot insignia with what appear to be pigtails next to the flaming Decepticon insignia. Lockdown frowns.​

Lockdown: “It’s the calm before the storm, and things are only going to get a whole lot worse from here on in. Everyone’s going to need to choose a side in order to stay online.”​

Lockdown looks down at his blank rubsign on his chest and looks up at the carvings.​

Lockdown: “The only question is whose side am I on? I’ve done some pretty low slag, and it’s probably too late for the Autobots to forgive me. Then again, Sixshot always used to tell me that anyone can change. From what I’ve heard, he’s fighting the good fight now. Meanwhile, I’m scrounging at the bottom of the battle as a fragging neutral. If I could choose once and for all, would I protect, or would I destroy?”​

Lockdown looks back and forth at the insignias carved on the tree. He takes his hook and crosses out the flaming Decepticon insignia. He then underlines the pigtailed Autobot insignia.​

Lockdown: “Well, well, well, chalk one up for the holy protoform. She doesn’t know me, but she will. I may just be able to help her when the time comes.”​

Lockdown transforms his left arm into a grappler and shoots up at his ship. He is instantly pulled up to his ship and gets inside. Lockdown’s ship flies off into the mid-day sun. Meanwhile, back in Cancun, Skyfire’s head is rolling along the sand.​

Skyfire: “Now I know how Megatron, Bulkhead, Sentinel Prime, and Starscream must have felt. I’m like a rolling stone, except I ain’t gatherin’ moss; just sand. I’ll tell you what though, I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, but I can’t get no satisfaction. Hmm, but if I try sometimes, I just might find that I get what I need. You know, I wonder if I’m gonna get sued for making all these references. I think I’m good as long I don’t mention the band’s name. I think I’ll give it a whack just in case. Ahem, the Rolling Stones. No? Then how about…Led Zeppelin? Ooh, so far so good. Now it’s time to kick it up a notch. Let’s here it for John, Paul, George, and Ringo of the Bea…”​

Skyfire gets struck on his fore head by a lone Frisbee.​

Skyfire: “Okay, so I guess I can’t say the name of that band.”​

Two familiar beachgoers run up to Skyfire.​

Sam Witwicky: “No, no, no, no, I’m so sorry. Are you okay? I’m so sorry, really.”​

Mikayla Banes: “Yeah, sorry about that. Are you hurt?”​

Skyfire chuckles wryly.​

Skyfire: “The only thing hurt is me pride.”​

Mikayla Banes: “Oh…”​

Sam picks up his Frisbee.​

Sam Witwicky: “Listen, I’m really sorry, again. Is there anything we can do to help you?”​

Skyfire: “No, no, spark forbid a couple ‘o protoforms should give a space rat’s aft about a silly old ‘bot like me. Just go on ahead and enjoy your holiday, laddie and lassie.”​

Mikayla Banes: “But we just…”​

Skyfire: “Go on now, before I go all Mel Gibson on ya!”​

Sam and Mikayla look at each other and run away.​

Skyfire: “FREEDOOOOOOM!!!”​

Sam Witwicky: “Robots, huh?”​

Mikayla Banes: “Yeah, that would make our lives a little more exciting.”​

Sam Witwicky: “Yeah, right.”​

Skyfire sighs deeply.​

Skyfire: “I swear to Primus, if I hear any bad puns about me head, I’m gonna…ah, like I can do any damage as a head.”​

Skyfire resumes rolling along the sand.​

Skyfire: “Where the heck is that lassie?!”​

Sari is still lying on her beach blanket, working on her tan.​

Sari: “Isn’t this great, Kremzeek?”​

Kremzeek is staring blankly at Sari. He nods his head absent mindedly.​

Kremzeek: “Uh-huh.”​

Sari: “You know, this is the first time I’ve ever felt so relaxed in my life. There’s no Autobots, no Decepticons, no secrets being kept, and no robot powers. I don’t know about you, but I absolutely love this.”​

Kremzeek: “So does Kremzeek.”​

Sari sighs.​

Sari: “Oh yeah, this is the life.”​

Sam and Mikayla run past Sari. Sam backtracks and stops to look at Sari.​

Sam Witwicky: “Whoa, look at her, man. She’s cool, she’s super hot, and she’s…”​

Sam turns and sees Mikayla glaring at him with her arms crossed. Sam laughs nervously and rubs the back of his neck.​

Mikayla Banes: “So, what are you looking at, Sam?”​

Sam Witwicky: “What? Oh, nothing, nothing at all. I was just looking at that pretty girl over there and I…”​

Mikayla Banes: “She’s "super hot," huh, Sam?”​

Sam Witwicky: “Uh…”​

Mikayla Banes: “Okay, you know what? Don’t even bother, Sam.”​

Mikayla storms off on Sam.​

Sam Witwicky: “Mikalya? Come on, Mikayla! Wait up!”​

Sam looks at Sari and gestures with his hand. He mouths the words “Call me,” and runs after Mikayla. Sari grins.​

Sari: “Man, I love being a girl!”​

Waspinator is walking a few feet behind Sari. He wiggles his antennas and looks in her direction.​

Waspinator: “The techno-organizzm’s scent izz stronger now. Techno-organizzm must be close. Wazzpinator will find you, new bezzt friend.”​

Waspinator starts creeping towards Sari’s direction and gets hit in the head by a stray volleyball. He moans and falls on his back.​

Waspinator: “Why…volleyball…hate…Wazzpinator?” ​

Waspinator passes out. Skyfire’s head rolls into Waspinator. He grunts with effort as he rolls back and forth and hits him.​

Skyfire: “Yeah…that’s right…you don’t…mess with…Skyfire of the…Highland Seekers. Skyfire of the…Highland Seekers…messes with you! That’s a little…something I learned…back in the…late 1960’s when I…spent a couple ‘o…decacycles in…Soviet Russia…I believe it’s called…Russian reversal.”​

Skyfire stops to catch his breath. He looks over at Sari.​

Skyfire: “Ah, there ye be.”​

Skyfire rolls on over to Sari. Professor Sumdac walks up to Sari. Skyfire stops rolling and groans impatiently.​

Skyfire: “Drat!”​

Professor Sumdac: “Hello, Sari.”​

Sari sits up and smiles.​

Sari: “Oh, there you are, Daddy. Where were you?”​

Professor Sumdac: “I was over at the Tennis courts.”​

Sari: “But Dad, you don’t play Tennis.”​

Professor Sumdac smirks.​

Professor Sumdac: “I do now. So anyway, are you having fun?”​

Sari: “Oh man, I am having so much fun here, Dad. This place is amazing!”​

Professor Sumdac: “I know, isn’t it?”​

Sari: “I’m so excited. I can’t believe this is only our first day.”​

Professor Sumdac: “Yeah, a week away from all that craziness back home is just what the doctor ordered, and with six days left in this paradise, I am so going to consider getting a note everyday for the rest of my life.”​

Sari: “Great, so listen, I was just wondering if you wanted to go for a walk with me now that you’re here.”​

Professor Sumdac: “Sure, I’d love to.”​

Sari: “Cool.”​

Sari stands up and stretches.​

Sari: “You wanna come for a walk, Kremzeek?”​

Kremzeek runs around Sari and barks.​

Kremzeek: “Sari! Kremzeek! Walk!”​

Sari giggles.​

Sari: “Okay, okay, but you have to stay close to us, all right?”​

Kremzeek flies up to Sari and sits on her shoulder.​

Kremzeek: “Kremzeek!”

Sari and Professor Sumdac walks along the water. Skyfire rolls after them.

Skyfire: "I've been waitin' almost nine stellar cycles to tell the girl what I need to tell her, and I refuse to wait any longer! The remaining seals are being broken too quickly. I need to warn her about the Fallen before it's too late. Wait for me, you little lass!"

Skyfire gets swept up in the tide and gets carried out into the water. He narrows his eyes and takes a deep breath.

Skyfire: "Okay, really?"

Sari: "So listen, Dad, I wanted to talk to you about some things I've been thinking about lately."

Professor Sumdac: "Like what?"

Sari: "Well..."

To be continued...


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Ahhhhhhhh!!!! Now I gotta wait until the 30th to read more!!! I swear this will be the second thing I do once I get back from my family trip, right after I update my own story!!~

 

Part Twenty-Four (Great Gopher!)

Sari and Professor Sumdac are walking along the water on the beach. Kremzeek is riding on Sari’s shoulder.

Professor Sumdac: “So, what did you want to talk about? You know you can tell me anything, don’t you?”

Sari: “Of course I do, Dad."

Professor Sumdac: “Oh, please don’t tell me it’s a boy. I don’t think my heart can take it.”

Sari rolls her eyes.

Sari: “Dad…”

Professor Sumdac: “I knew it! It is a boy, isn’t it?! Oh, I knew I should have let you out of the room with a bikini on. You must have a million boys drooling over you behind my back.”

Sari giggles.

Sari: “Well…”

Professor Sumdac: “I’ve already been over this with you, Sari.”

Sari: “Daddy, please!”

Professor: “If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a million times! No dating until after you’re married!”

Sari groans impatiently.

Sari: “It’s not a boy, Daddy.”

Professor Sumdac breathes a sigh of relief.

Professor Sumdac: “Oh, thank goodness.”

Sari: “You know, Dad, sooner or later I’ll probably have to…”

Professor Sumdac: “I know, I know, I just want what’s best for you. I want you to be safe. Just know that no one in the world will ever be good enough for my beautiful little girl.”

Sari’s cheeks turn pink.

Sari: “Aww, don’t worry, Daddy, you’ll always be the most important man in my life, no matter what happens.”

Sari kisses Professor Sumdac on his cheek.

Professor Sumdac: “It’s funny, I never used to think about having a child of my own at first, but then you came into my life, and ever since that day, I’m proud to say that you, Sari Latika Sumdac, are the daughter I always wanted.”

Sari: “Aww, thank you, Daddy.”

Professor Sumdac nods his head and kisses Sari on her cheek.

Sari: “Listen, Dad, I was thinking, you remember how I built a prosthetic leg for that stray dog that had trouble walking, and those blades for Wreck-Gar?”

Professor Sumdac: “Uh-huh.”

Sari: “Well, I felt really good working on them in your lab, and when you told me how much I reminded you of yourself, I felt even better. I always liked watching you work when I was younger, and I’ve had a lot of time to think about it lately, so I was wondering…”

Sari blushes.

Sari: “I was wondering if I could work with you in your laboratory when you go back to work after we get back from vacation. I could be like your assistant, or whatever, and who knows, if I end up being really good at it, maybe I could get a job working at Sumdac Systems some day, or maybe even take over the company for you when you don’t want to work anymore.”

Professor Sumdac and Sari stop walking. Professor Sumdac looks at Sari with a smile.

Professor Sumdac: “I would love to have you help me in my lab, Sari, but are you sure that’s what you want to do?”

Sari nods her head and smiles.

Sari: “Yes, I’m sure.”

Professor Sumdac and Sari shake hands.

Professor Sumdac: “It’s a deal.”

Sari embraces Professor Sumdac. Professor Sumdac chuckles softly.

Professor Sumdac: “You’re welcome, Sari.”

Sari lets go of Professor Sumdac.

Sari: “Let’s keep walking.”

Professor Sumdac nods his head. Sari and Professor Sumdac come up on Skyfire’s body. A large flock of seagulls is roosting on it.

Professor Sumdac: “What is that?”

Sari: “I don’t know.”

Professor Sumdac: “It looks like a…body.”

Sari: “Yeah?”

Sari slowly starts towards Skyfire’s body. Skyfire roars and rolls towards his body. Sari and Professor Sumdac jump and look at Skyfire.

Skyfire: “GET AWAY FROM ME BODY, YE DAMN, DIRTY HARPIES!!!”

Skyfire rolls back and forth into his body and scares the flock of seagulls away. Skyfire laughs triumphantly. Sari and Professor Sumdac look at each other.

Skyfire: “Yeah, that’s right, ye cowards, fly away! Send the ravens my regards!”

Skyfire rolls around his body. He groans in disgust.

Skyfire: “Oh, so I’m a park statue now, am I?”

Sari giggles. Skyfire looks at Sari and narrows his eyes.

Skyfire: “Ah, so you think that’s funny, you do now?”

Sari: “Oh no, I’m sorry, I…”

Skyfire: “It’s called “pulling your leg,” lass.”

Sari: “Oh, right, sorry.”

Skyfire: “Ah, there’s no need for you to be sorry, Sari.”

Sari gasps softly. Professor Sumdac’s eyes widen.

Sari: “…You…know my name?”

Skyfire chuckles wryly and winks.

Skyfire: “That and a whole lot more. So, why don’t you be a lass, and help put me back together using that All-Spark mojo of yours?”

Sari: “Oh, sure.”

Sari climbs up onto Skyfire’s body. She takes a deep breath and puts her hand on Skyfire’s chest. Sari’s eyes glow blue. Skyfire’s limbs are magnetically reattached to his body. Sari jumps off of Skyfire and backs away to give him room to stand up. Skyfire stands up and cracks his neck. He extends his hand towards his cane, which is a few feet away from him. Skyfire’s cane soars back into his hand.

Sari: “Cool!”

Skyfire looks at Sari and chuckles softly.

Skyfire: “I’ve still got it, I do. Thanks to you, I feel a billion years younger. The rust in me nooks and crannies is beginning to clear up, but I’ve still got plenty of itchy, wretched, rust in my arse. Ah, but I need not tell you about that for the sake of keeping your lunch in your stomach. Moving on to a less queasy subject, me hip isn’t hurting as much as it used to anymore, but I think I’ll still keep me cane for show. Anyway, thank you kindly again for lending me a servo, lassie.”

Skyfire turns his back to Sari and limps away.

Sari: “Hey, wait!”

Sari walks beside Skyfire. Professor Sumdac walks after Sari.

Sari: “How do you know my name?”

Skyfire looks ahead.

Skyfire: “I know a lot, and I’ve seen a lot, too. It’s almost like a career, except there’s no pay, but in my old age, I don’t have any need for money. No, all I need is me, my cane…”

Skyfire sighs deeply.

Skyfire: “…and my memories. “Memories of what?” you might be asking. Well, memories of an age long forgotten that continue to haunt me for the rest of my orbital cycles. Excuse me.”

Skyfire limps ahead of Sari. He shakes his head and grumbles to himself.

Skyfire: “Lots and lots of tripe. Haggis as far as the optic can see. Sheep be better than cows and stuff. There’s more protein with sheep innards. I know that from living on the great Loch Ness in scenic Scotland since 1984. How I know that for sure is beyond my comprehension, seeing how I haven’t a mouth for eating and tasting things. Is it still 1984? No, it’s obviously the year 2007. Bah, humbug!”

Sari stands in front of Skyfire and looks up at him. Skyfire stops limping and looks down at Sari.

Skyfire: “You ain’t gonna leave me alone, are you, Sari?"

Sari: “Please, I just want to know who you are.”

Skyfire: “You mean you don’t remember? I thought I had a problem with memory loss.”

Skyfire gets down on one knee in front of Sari.

Skyfire: “What did you want to ask me again?”

Sari: “What’s your name?”

Skyfire: “Skyfire’s my name.”

Sari: “Oh, well, I’m…”

Skyfire: “Trust me, I know who you are. I’ve been watching over you for the last eight stellar cycles.”

Sari: “You have?”

Skyfire nods his head.

Skyfire: “I’ve known you since you were a wee baby.”

Sari: “……”

Skyfire: “I trust you know what you are?”

Sari nods her head. Skyfire looks at Professor Sumdac and sighs.

Skyfire: “I’m so sorry you had to find out the way you did. I’m sorry for everything you’ve been through.”

Professor Sumdac stands next to Sari.

Skyfire: “I assume you still have questions that need answering?”

Sari: “Where do I come from?”

Professor Sumdac: “Yes, I’ve wanted to know the answer to that question for eight years. I feel so bad that it’s the one thing I’ve never been able to tell Sari without knowing for sure.”

Skyfire: “You have nothing to feel bad about.”

Sari: “Do you know where I come from? Do you know what I really am?”

Skyfire: “Yes.”

Sari: “Can you tell me, please?”

Skyfire: “I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I can’t tell you everything just yet. I can however, tell you where you came from. You should probably sit down for this though.”

Sari, Professor Sumdac, and Skyfire sit down on the sand.

Professor Sumdac: “That bright light I saw in my lab that day. What was it?”

Skyfire: “That bright light…was me.”

Professor Sumdac: “You?”

Skyfire nods his head.

Skyfire: “I’ve been waiting eight stellar cycles to tell you this, so listen and listen well.”

To be continued…​