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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author's Note: -stares out at the 96 pleas not to go- You're all gluttons for punishment, that's what you are. Take it away Jazz! JAZZ: -evil grin-
NOTICE: This is a transformer's MOVIE fanfic, not the old CARTOON series. If you wish to see them as how they are portrayed in the CARTOON then I am more than willing to point you in the direction of the CARTOON department of this site as this story is posted in the MOVIE department and it seems you have gotten lost.
Chapter One Hundred Seven: Pass It Around
“So what am I suppose to do with this?” Rollerforce asked curiously as he leaned the large metal sheet against the wall of the main hanger. “What are we doing anyway?”
“Basically building a bomb shelter,” Red told him as he went over his small data pad. “Nothing we currently have can sustain a direct hit from anything Cybertronion and we still have no idea what Sector Thirteen have.”
“Uh huh…” Roller Force shook his head in disbelief as he leaned back against the wall as well. “Does anyone here even know what they’re doing?” Red Alert just shrugged as Inferno looked up from his own welding to glare at the ‘Con.
“Don’t provoke the Autobots ‘Force,” Groundhog drawled as he walked by with Hound, a large I-beam between them. “For they are armed and quick to anger.”
“I thought that’s what they said about us,” Motorhead chuckled from where he was holding up a support pole for Bluestreak to secure. Bluestreak was watching the smaller ‘Con warily as he tied down the pole and Groundhog couldn’t blame him. Motorhead was almost stalking the poor ‘Bot. Every time the small gunner turned around there was Motorhead.
Groundhog made a quick mental note to speak to his youngest teammate about the arts of subtlety as he made a noncommittal wave with his free hand. “It goes both ways.” There was a steady growl coming from Inferno and Groundhog jerked a thumb in his direction. “Case in point.”
Hound chuckled as he and Groundhog set the I-beam down by the growing stack next to Rollerforce. The larger ‘Con just looked around at all the different building materials stacked around what used to be the base’s main training yard. “Where do you keep getting these things anyway?” he asked as he toed a large pipe from Primus knew where.
“Basement,” Red announced with a shrug.
All three ‘Cons turned to stare at the mech in surprise. “Basement?” Motorhead repeated puzzled. “As in underground?”
“This place has a basement?” Rollerforce said skeptically as he looked around at the different buildings. “You’re kidding, right?”
“Unfortunately, he isn’t,” Hound sighed. “It’s an underground base.”
“An underground base?” Groundhog looked at the tracker bewildered. “What ever for?”
“Turns out this place use to belong to that Sector Thirteen we told you about,” Bluestreak announced as he finished tying down the pole. He glanced up at Motorhead before he stood and took a large step back before continuing. “Turns out this used to be their base and they left a ton of stuff behind.”
The three Decepticons just stared at them. “You’re kidding,” Rollerforce gaped.
“Nope,” Hound sighed. “They were using it for researching Megatron.”
“And luckily since they’re so paranoid, they managed to develop a material that manages to withstand our pulse cannons. So we’re going to use it to make a bunker,” Red grinned.
Still stunned looks before Groundhog managed to shake himself out of his surprised stupor. “So wait, let me see if I have this right. There’s an underground base?”
“Yup,” Bluestreak nodded, trying his best to ignore Motorhead as he followed him across the courtyard.
“And I’m assuming since it was built to study us, it’s large enough for us to stand up in.”
Red looked up from his data pad puzzled at where Groundhog was going. “Yeah…”
“ARE YOU ALL SLAGGING INSANE?” Rollerforce bellowed. “Oh sit back down, I’m not going to start shooting or anything!” he then snapped at Inferno as the large Autobot instantly leapt to his feet at the ‘Con’s outburst.
Red quickly stepped next to his husband to ensure nothing got too out of control as he turned back to the three ‘Cons. “What’s wrong?”
“It there a problem?” Hound asked with a small frown also looking at the rather stunned 'Cons.
“No not really,” Groundhog muttered with a small shake of his head. “We’re just a bit amazed at your rather strange logic.”
“What logic?” Bluestreak asked confused.
“Exactly,” Rollerforce muttered under his breath.
Inferno frowned. “What are you three talking about?”
Groundhog shrugged. “We’re just a bit confused as to why you would strip a perfectly useable underground base to rebuild it on the surface.”
The four Autobots just stared at him. “Oh well… um…” Red frowned as he looked over at the different building material they had spread around. “You know… they may have a point.”
“What?” Inferno yelped in stunned disbelief as he stared at his small husband. Hound just shook his head as he sat down on the I-beam he and Groundhog had carried over and made himself comfortable as Bluestreak did the same, setting down the tool box and leaning against the now secure pole.
Red Alert just looked over at Inferno. “Well they do have a point.”
Inferno just stared. “You mean you actually think using that place is a good idea?”
“What’s down there anyway?” Motorhead asked curiously as he alternately looked at the four Autobots.
“There’s a reason we’re not using the underground base,” Inferno growled at the mech. “We don’t know what’s down there.”
More boggling from the three ‘Cons. “You’re kidding,” Groundhog stared flatly.
Red Alert shrugged. “We only really went to the main room. Never ventured any further than that.”
“Because we don’t know what kind of possible traps they may have left us,” Inferno announced with a glare at the ‘Cons. “I don’t know about you but I am certainly not going to go nosing around down there. Now if you three feel like it, you’re more than welcome to go-”
“Really? So where’s the door?” Motorhead asked with a large grin as he bounced up off the ground and began looking around. “Are there lights down there? Do we need to take extra lights? Just how far down is it? Like really far or just under the surface? I don’t want to walk that far.”
Inferno and Hound just stared as the smaller ‘Con continued on blithely as Red Alert made his way over to the remaining two members of the RTP. He grinned widely at Groundhog. “They’re perfect together,” he chuckled.
“What?” Groundhog glanced at the Autobots security chief surprised.
“Nothing.” Red never lost his grin. “So you really want to go down there?”
Rollerforce shrugged. “Why not?” He then grinned evilly. “You aren’t scared, are you?”
“We’re not wimpbots,” Inferno growled as he quickly made his way over once he saw how close his husband had gotten to the ‘Cons. “There’s a difference between being cautions and being afraid.”
“There’s also a difference between being stupid and being ignorant,” Rollerforce sneered. “You the idiots who’ve been living over an enemy base without even knowing what’s down there. What if there’s a bomb down there that can be activated remotely?”
Inferno looked stunned, Rollerforce looked smug and both Groundhog and Red Alert just looked respectively annoyed and irritated. “So are we going to go check it out or what?” Motorhead asked confused.
“Like we’re going to let you go down there alone,” Inferno instantly snapped.
“We don’t even know where it is you moron,” Rollerforce snarked.
“Who are you calling a moron?”
“Um… is this a bad time?”
Red turned around, grateful for the distraction and smiled at Blaster who was looking at the two larger mechs warily as they growled at one another. “Blaster! You needed something?”
“Um… well, it’s almost time for the first check point and I was wondering what to say to the others about… them” Blaster explained as he gestured towards the three ‘Cons.
“Oh, already? Wow, time flies,” Red chuckled. “Hold up and I’ll come with you. Might as well speak to Optimus about using Thirteen’s sub-base as a fall out shelter.”
“You can’t be serious!” Inferno cried as he whirled away from Rollerforce and stared after his small husband.
Red just shrugged. “Let’s see what Optimus has to say, shall we?”
Inferno just groaned as Hound stood back up. “Wait up you two, I want to hear this!” he called out after the two retreating Autobots.
“Me too!” Bluestreak also stood, making another wide circle around Motorhead.
“You can’t leave me out here with them!” Inferno yelped in surprise as he realized he was being left alone with the three ‘Cons.
“Actually…” Red turned back around and looked over at Groundhog and the others. “Why don’t you come with us? We’re going to speak with Soundwave, you might as well come say hello as I was unsure if you were staying and I didn't mention you last time.”
“Really?” Motorhead perked up and quickly made his way over to the group, managing to get himself right next to Bluestreak, squeezing between him and Hound. “What are we waiting for?” Inferno sighed, accepting the inevitable as he got right behind Red Alert, shielding him from… whatever.
Groundhog and Rollerforce shared another frustrated look but said nothing as they followed behind the group. Red Alert seemed to still be completely oblivious, or ignoring everything, the tension in the group as they made their way into the main hanger and towards the towering computer. “It’ll be interesting to see how things are going,” he said with a bright smile.
“Um, yeah,” Blaster muttered as he sat down at the controls and began dialing out.
“I’m not late, am I?” The mechs looked up surprised to see Mikaela trotting down the walkway towards them.
“Hello Mikaela, bored without the others here?” Red smiled.
“As if,” Mikaela said with a frown as she flipped open the gate and stepped down into Red’s hand. “Mrs. Witwicky and Mrs. Lancaster are discussing what type of motif to use for the nursery hanger. However it’s at a standstill between bunnies and ducky’s or hot rod engines and motorbikes.”
“Go with the engine,” Red chuckled. “Cute fluffy animals might scare them.”
“Mmmm,” Mikaela nodded.
“Nursery?” Hound asked puzzled looking at the female curiously..
“For the sparklings,” Mikaela said with a grin.
“Sparkling?” three voices shouted stunned.
The four Autobots looked back at the three pole axed expressions on the Decepticons’ faces. “Oh, we didn’t mention that did we?” Red chuckled.
“Sparklings?” Rollerforce just stared at them. “I though the All Spark was destroyed!”
“It was,” Hound answered with a tired sigh. “It’s a long story.”
“But-” Groundhog began before the computer suddenly connected and the most bizarre thing to date filled the hanger- the sound of singing. All the mechs turned stunned and just stared at the radio.
“-Take one down and pass it around, four hundred thirty three thousand eight hundred and fifty-four cubes of Energon on the wall!-”
“Oh Primus,” Mikaela groaned as she brought her hand up over her eyes and hung her head in disbelief.
The mechs just continued to gawk. “Wow,” Bluestreak finally broke the silence. “I take back what I said. I am so glad I didn’t go.”
“-Take one down and pass it around, four hundred thirty three thousand eight hundred and sixty-two cubes of Energon on the wall! Four hundred thirty-three thousand eight hundred and sixty-two cubes of Energon on the wall, four hundred thirty-three thousand eight hundred and sixty-two cubes of Energon! You take one down and pass it around, four hundred thirty three thousand eight hundred and sixty one cubes of Energon on the wall.-”
The five passengers all stared in disbelief at the small speaker system in Soundwave as the two Autobots and three humans all sang very, very loudly… and apparently out of sync too as Epps had insisted they do a round version. What that meant was still a mystery but every two words, someone else would start singing and the result nearly drove the five ‘Cons nuts. Especially since Jazz said only counting down from one hundred wasn’t enough so they started at five hundred thousand- and had been at it nonstop for over an hour.
Slag, even Barricade was humming along. He apparently drew the line at actual singing but humming it seemed was fine. Soundwave managed to shudder while still in truck mode and slunked back even further from the three vehicles ahead of him. It had started with Jazz and Miles managing to get the human Epps to sing along which got Sam going and after some persuasion ‘Bee had reluctantly started singing as well. Soundwave had been waiting for the moment when Barricade would suddenly just toss the crazy humans out into the street when they heard him. The other ‘Con was actually humming!
Soundwave backed off even further but it wasn’t enough. Ravage was growling nonstop at this point and both condors were as far back in the trailer as they could go. Rumble had his head buried in his arms as he tried to block out the sound but unwilling to turn off his audio sensors. Frenzy meanwhile wasn’t doing anything about, seemingly unaffected by the assault of horrid noise.
“Please make them stop!” Rumble whined irritably.
“Shoot them if you have to,” Ravage added with a snarl. “Just shut them up!”
“What can I do?” Soundwave replied bitterly.
“Can’t you run them over?”
“Four hundred thirty three thousand eight hundred andfifty six cubes of Energon on the wall…”
“Oh not you too!” Buzzsaw whined as a deep voice began alternately singing and humming along.
“What?” Megatron asked innocently. “It’s addicting.”
“Silence,” Soundwave suddenly snapped, “incoming transmission from the Autobot base.” All five of the smaller ‘Cons went absolutely silent as Soundwave connected the transmission. “Unit Soundwave, go ahead base.”
Everyone waited but still nothing for a few moments until there was a faint sound of one of the Autobots speaking. “- -Glad I didn’t go,-” the Autobot was saying.
“-Will you make up your mind,-” a rather irritated voice answered him. “-First you complain that you didn’t get to go and now you’re happy?-”
“-What?-” the first voice asked indignantly. “-I was just sating a fact…-”
“-Inferno, leave Bluestreak alone will ya?-” Red Alert’s voice broke in.
“-I’m just saying…-”
“Lieutenant Soundwave, go ahead Autobot base,” Soundwave spoke again, rather amused as he listened to the banter.
“-Oh! Hello Soundwave. Autobot Communication Officer Blaster here, checking in with convoy.-”
Soundwave quickly checked his internal clock and realized that it was already time to check in with the base. The rather long detour had thrown even him out of whack. “Status,” Soundwave began with a sigh, “currently separated.”
“-Acknowledged Soundwave. Is everyone- -”
“-Separated?-” Red’s voice cried out blocking out whatever it was that Blaster had been about to say. “-What do you mean separated? Who’s where? What’s going on?-”
“There have been a few issues,” Soundwave told the frantic mech.
“-Status report,-” Red demanded sternly, falling easily back into solider mode.
“Units Ratchet, Wheeljack and Optimus still on I-five at last communications. Commander Prowl, Gunner Ironhide and… Lambos-” Soundwave mentally frowned at the word and ignored the snickering from his passengers, “-are currently in Nevada.”
“-Nevada?-” Soundwave recognized the human female Mikaela’s voice. “-What are they doing in Nevada?-”
“Reasons yet unknown,” Soundwave replied. “On rout to rendezvoused city of Redding with Autobots Jazz and Bumblebee and Decepticon unit Barricade.”
“-I thought I recognized that off beat humming,-” a voice chuckled and Soundwave nearly ran over a small compact car in his surprise.
“No way!” Rumble’s head snapped up, his optic wide with surprise as he and the animal mimics rushed for Soundwave’s dash. “GROUNDHOG?”
There was laughter from the other end. “-Hey Rumble,-” Motorhead called out. “-Long time no see!-”
“You can say that again!” Laserbeak drawled as he perched himself on the back of the driver’s seat. “We thought you were scraped when Cybertron went.”
“Where in the galaxy have you been?” Rumble added. “We were looking all over for you guys. You know, in between fighting the Autobots and looking for Energon, the All Spark and Megatron.”
“-Missed us that much huh?-” Motorhead laughed.
“-Long story,-” Groundhog spoke again. “-Probably no longer than yours. What is going on out there?-”
“-You really sign a truce with these Auto-idiots?-” Rollerforce quickly asked before anyone could say anything else.
“-Hey!-”
“-Let it go Inferno,-” Red chuckled. “-You’ve called them worse.-”
“Affirmative,” Soundwave answered Rollerforce. “Both myself and Barricade have an agreement with Optimus Prime and the Autobots.”
“The fact that they save us kind of left us stuck,” Rumble drawled.
“-I hear that,-” Rollerforce responded with a sigh.
“Have you spoken to Starscream since planet fall?” Soundwave asked curiously.
“-Briefly,-” Groundhog admitted. “-Once we learned that Commander Barricade was not with them, we left.-”
“-You guys can catch up later,-” Red’s amused voice came over the line. “-So is everyone all right out there?-”
“Save for the small detour, essentially,” Soundwave said with a small chuckle. “Do you wish for me to communicate after reuniting with Optimus Prime?”
“-If you could,- Red said in relief. “-There's some things I need to speak to him about.-”
“Understood,” Soundwave responded. He paused. “Did you wish to speak with Barricade or the Autobots?” he asked as he looked over at the small group some lengths ahead of himself. “I can try and catch up to them.”
“-I thought you were with him, what do you mean ‘catch up’?-” Red broke in again.
“Singing,” Soundwave deadpanned.
“-Yeah, Barricade never could carry a tune to save his life,-” Rollerforce chuckled.
“-We can speak to him later,-” Groundhog told him smoothly. “-We just wanted to say hello.-”
“He-he-hello!” Frenzy chirped with a grin.
“-Hey Frenzy. Heard you had some rather interesting times on this planet,-” Motorhead spoke.
“You have no-no-no ide-e-ea,” Frenzy sighed. Rumble snagged the other mechs wrist and pulled him closer. Frenzy gave his mate a soft smile.
“Is there anything further?” Soundwave asked curiously.
“-Since Optimus isn’t there, I suppose not. If we could speak with him after you are reunited…-”
“It will more than likely be later this evening,” Soundwave admitted.
“-Oh? Well, I suppose we could speak tomorrow…-” Red said hesitantly.
“-I don’t mind staying up to monitor the radio,-” Blaster finally spoke up again.
“-Really?-” Red’s voice sounded anything but surprised. “-If you’re sure that it’s not too much trouble…-”
“-I don’t mind if Lieutenant Soundwave doesn’t.-”
“It is quite all right with me Officer Blaster.” There was small laughter that sounded like Red and Mikaela though what the joke was, Soundwave had no clue.
“-Right, well. We’ll let you go,-” Red said over the line.
“-See ya ‘Wave!-” Motorhead called out.
“-Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,-” Rollerforce added.
“Considering it’s you Rollerforce, that doesn’t mean much,” Soundwave drawled.
“-No, not really,-” Rollerforce agreed with a laugh.
“It is good to hear from you,” Soundwave told them sincerely.
“-And to hear from you as well,-” Groundhog answered.
“-Say hi to Barricade for me,-” Motorhead chirped.
Soundwave thought about it for a moment. “I do not believe I will,” he finally said deviously.
“-What?-” Rollerforce barked out. “-What do you mean-?-”
“It might be more amusing if we continued to keep this as a surprise,” Soundwave chuckled.
“-Mmm,-” Red Alert agreed. “-Perhaps best not to mention their presence to Prowl and the others as well. Or even Optimus.-”
“-WHAT?-”
Soundwave cringed at the feedback loop from the combined shouting of all the other Autobots at the base. “-You can’t be serious!-” that was actually Hound speaking, surprising Soundwave. “-Why wouldn’t you tell him?-”
“-Because he has enough to worry about,-” Red Alert replied dryly. “-They need to focus on their own problems. We’ll worry about our own here on our end. That includes our plans to explore the sub-base.-”
“-I don’t believe this,-” Inferno muttered.
“-My call,-” Red responded. “-You know Optimus and how much he worries.-”
There was a pause. “-He could be right,-” Hound spoke. “-Optimus would be worried and could possibly put everyone out there in danger if he's not focused.-”
There was silence before a gruff noise of acknowledgment. “-You’re right,-” Inferno sighed. “-He would worry. He can’t help himself.-”
“He never changes,” Megatron muttered under his breath. Rumble quickly nudged him and glared at Megatron’s disinterested look.
“-So are we in agreement to not mention this to anyone?-” Red Alert asked.
“Affirmative,” Soundwave answered flatly.
“-Man Soundwave. I missed your no-nonsense solider mode,-” Rollerforce chuckled.
“-Inferno?-” Red was asking his teammate and husband.
There was a sigh. “-Only until after they find the Energon and are on their way back.-”
“-Thank you Inferno,-” Red said softly.
Soundwave gave them a few moments. “Until our next communication,” he spoke.
“-Until later,-” Red called out.
“-Bye!-” Motorhead called out before the line went dead.
There was silence for a moment until they were bombarded with song once again. “-Take one down and pass it around, four hundred thirty three thousand seven hundred and sixty two cubes of Energon on the wall.-”
-To Be Continued
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