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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author's Note: BLAH! I hate lawyers! Hate, hate, hate, HATE them! They scare my muses... but at least I won't miss Transformers next week. (That was what I was REALLY afraid of happening. :P) My case has been postponed till August/September as my lawyers look into her latest medical bills from yet 3 more doctors. She's been to at least a dozen... suspicious anyone? Anyway, here's the next chapter. I tried to keep it flowing with the previous one but not sure if I succeed so I'm a bit nervous about this one.
NOTE: I no longer think my Wednesday deadline will be feasible and I apologize. I tried.
Chapter One Hundred Forty Three: A Sizable Discovery
“So that’s where I parked it.”
‘Bee, ‘Cade, Sam, Soundwave and the communicator’s team all turned to stare at the small mech as the others were already wandering over towards the massive ice cliff with the large gold wall behind it. “What?” Barricade growled.
Megatron frowned up at him. “What do you want me to say?” he asked incredulously.
“Is that what I think it is?” Bumblebee asked amazed as he stared at the item.
“How could you not tell us about this?” Barricade growled as he practically radiated frustration as he stared at his one time leader.
“I forgot about it, it happens. How many times do I have to remind you, I WAS FROZEN! For centuries! Excuse me for being a bit out of the slagging loop!”
Barricade just shook his head as he turned away and began making his way towards the other mechs who were standing around closer to the massive gold wall. Bumblebee stared at the Mustang’s back as he followed before he frowned and quickly caught up to the other mech and once again held out Sam for the ‘Con to take. Barricade sent Bumblebee such a fierce scowl as he took a rather large step away from the twosome and refused to look at either of them. Bumblebee amazingly was frowning and poor Sam just looked confused as hell.
Soundwave shared a worried glance with his team but it was Megatron who was looking at the ‘Con thoughtfully. “Stubborn idiot,” he muttered before the optics brightened and Frenzy once more became the dominant personality.
“No k-k-kidding,” he sighed as he looked at his friend sadly. Rumble glanced over at the other small mech but Frenzy refused to elaborate as they finally made their way next to the Autobots who were all just standing around staring at the thing encased in ice.
“What is it?” Sideswipe frowned as he took a few steps forwards towards the strange metal wall before them.
“Careful Sides,” Sunny huffed as he reached forward and snagged his husband by the arm, pulling him back. “There could be traps.” Sideswipe gained a look of horror as he realized that his twin was more than likely right and he stepped back to his original position.
“Do you think that it’s another Sector Seven building?” Optimus asked as he looked down at the small cluster of humans in askance.
“Don’t look at me,” Eddie said with a frown as he too stared at the strange wall. “Never seen it before in my life.”
“Then what is it?” Jazz frowned as he tilted his head back to look up to the top of the wall.
“I’m not detecting anything,” Wheeljack announced from where he was looking at a strange system pad he pulled from some random compartment. “No life, human or Cybertron.”
“Anything active?” Prowl instantly demanded stepping next to the engineer.
Wheeljack shook his head. “No main defense systems if that’s what you’re asking,” he announced. “But this thing, whatever it is, is huge. I can only scan so far with this.”
“But the main thing is we won’t get shot, right?” Jazz asked with a small snicker.
“Pretty much the gist of it,” Ratchet said with a shrug.
“All I needed to hear,” Ironhide announced as he quickly stepped forward and began to move towards the wall.
“Ironhide, damn it,” Ratchet huffed as he quickly followed the gunner towards the wall, Perceptor scrambling to catch up.
“Hey! Stick together dang it!” Optimus huffed as he too went after the mechs.
“Do as I say, not as I do huh?” Barricade shook his head before he broke out of line and went after the Autobots.
Bumblebee was more hesitant as he looked down at the smaller mech beside him. Frenzy just gave him a wide smile. “We’re g-g-good.” With a sharp nod, ‘Bee stepped forward and went after the others.
“‘Bee!” Wheeljack yelped as he saw the young mech go after the others.
“Relax man,” Jazz chuckled as he finally managed to get out of the tight grip that Prowl had on him. “It’s all good.”
“What?” Prowl yelped as he stared at the other mech. “We don’t even know what that thing is!”
“And we won’t just standing around here,” Jazz chuckled as he easily dodged Prowls attempt to capture him again and followed Soundwave and the ‘Con’s team. “Come on man, live a little!”
The others glanced at one another, still rather unsure but even the humans were wandering even closer. Wheeljack shrugged. “Well?” he asked staring at Prowl.
Prowl just growled softly from the bottom of his vocal processor. “Like we have a choice,” he muttered as he went after the group. “I swear, one of these days I’m just going to lock up the whole group.” Sunny and Side’s both snickered as the followed the rest of their own team and caught up to the others as Ironhide was banging on the wall.
“Subtle Ironhide, real subtle,” Ratchet chuckled.
“Well, no one’s home, that’s for sure,” Ironhide muttered thoughtfully, ignoring Ratchet.
“I believe I had already said that,” Wheeljack said slowly.
Ironhide just shrugged as Perceptor was waving yet another strange looking scientific device at the wall. “Whatever it is, it’s hollow so it’s defiantly a building.”
“But what is it?” Jazz frowned. “Sector Thirteen.”
“You guys really are slow, aren’t you?” Barricade huffed as he moved next to Ironhide and quickly pounded on the wall, shaking some more of the ice loose. “It’s a ship.”
“A SHIP?” Everyone gasped as they stared at the size of it.
“That’s one big mother ship,” Steve whistled.
“We’re going to need another team out here,” Eddie muttered as he stared up at the “ship”.
“Worse than that,” Ratchet chuckled as he looked at the wall, more specifically at the newly revealed portion of the wall that the ice Barricade had shaken loose had reveled. “Keller is not going to be happy at all!”
“WHAT?” Optimus bellowed as he looked over at where Ratchet was pointing.
“What type of language is that?” Steve asked amazed as he stared at the symbols that were now in plain sight.
“Cybertronion.” Everyone turned to Miles who ducked his head at the amazed stares. “What? I saw it around at the base.”
“But what does it say?” Epps demanded as he looked back up at the Autobots and glared at them.
“Well, most of it is still behind the ice but-”
“Impossible,” Optimus muttered and everyone turned to stare at the Autobot leader as he just stared at the wall completely shell shocked.
“What?” Prowl demanded as he looked over at the bigger mech but stopped as Jazz quickly placed a hand on his arm and shook his head.
Optimus, meanwhile, had moved forward and began peeling back the ice to reveal more of the words and every gasped as the stared at the phrase in disbelief. “The ARC,” Optimus gasped, his optics bright with surprise as he stepped back away from the ship and nearly stumbled into Prowl and Jazz as he just stared at it dumbfounded. Rumble jumped as he suddenly felt Frenzy grab his hand and he looked over to find the bright red optics staring back at him sadly.
“The ‘ARC’?” Ratchet gasped as he stared at the ship before them. “The one you said Megatron was building before Tyger Pax?”
“I never knew,” Optimus murmured. “He never told me why he was building it. I thought it was probably for scientific research or something.”
The humans all looked at each other baffled before Epps finally let out a small, frustrated huff. “Could someone please clue us in already?”
Will nodded in agreement as he moved over to Ironhide and the mech immediately picked him up. “What is it?” he asked fearfully. “What does it say?”
“It reads,” Ironhide began before he shook his head, still staring at the words in stunned surprise. “A. R. C.,” he began, “apparently stands for ‘Astral Relocation Carrier’.”
“Relocation carrier?” Sam asked with a small frown as he looked up at Bumblebee who was just as lost as he was.
Barricade wasn’t however as he shot the small silver mech beside Rumble a quickly glare that promised that there would be words later as Optimus began speaking once again, still stunned. “The Astral Relocation Carriers were once brought up as a failsafe program in case of outside enemy attack.”
“Think giant, planetary life boats,” Ratchet said quietly.
“But since the council didn’t think that there was ever any need, we never built them,” Optimus finished.
“God DAMN it!” Ironhide suddenly growled as he suddenly slammed his free fist against the metal plating, creating a small ringing sound to resonate somewhere within the ship as Will began trying keep his balance in the other palm. “He knew. He had to know.”
“Ironhide,” Optimus quickly snapped.
“Well it makes sense, doesn’t it?” Ironhide growled as he set the now frazzled Will back down. “You said yourself that you two knew that Primus predicted a war. He was building it, wasn’t he? But he didn’t use it to help the people of Cybertron, oh no. He used it to search for the All Spark!”
“That doesn’t even make any sense,” Perceptor suddenly spoke up. “Optimus said he was building it before the war. That’s before we tossed the All Spark into space. Why would he need a ship before then?”
“Smart move that was too,” Barricade scoffed.
“Barricade,” Sam instantly chastised and the Decepticon looked over at him before he could stop himself and for that one moment, eyes met optics and held for a few seconds before Barricade quickly tore his gaze away and looked back at wall of the ship but he blessedly closed his mouth.
“Anyway, who knows why he really built it,” Optimus said with a small sigh. “We may never know why he built it to begin with.” Sam shot Frenzy a quick look but one glance at the optics told him that Megatron was apparently keeping on the down low as Frenzy shrugged at him.
“Okay, next question,” Perceptor spoke as he pushed himself in between the other mechs and over to the wall. “How do we get in it?”
The other mechs looked at him puzzled. “What?” Prowl frowned at the scientist. “We can figure that out later.”
“Yeah, we can worry about it later. We have other things to worry about, like the Decepticons possibly showing back up here!” Ironhide growled.
“I know that,” Perceptor frowned at the weapon’s specialist. “I’m more interested in seeing if it has anything that will help us harvest those Energon Crystals before they come!” Ironhide looked at the small scientist surprised as Optimus let out a small chuckle and stepped forward. “Do you think you can find a door?” he asked.
“I can’t even find a service panel,” Perceptor huffed as he continued looking under the wording. “Let’s just try to get in it and then we can worry about getting it home.”
“I doubt we can get this out of the ice even if Red and the others were here. It’s going to take months!” Jazz announced as he looked at the height of the wall they were staring at.
“Remember any schematics for the ship?” Ratchet asked hopefully as he looked over at Optimus.
Optimus just sighed. “It was more Megatron’s project than mine. I was busy with other departments and he was rather quiet about it even after I had seen the skeletal frame. But I can tell you this; it’s BIG.”
“I would think so if you planed on using it as a planetary lifeboat,” Will announced as they looked about the wall.
“So let me get this straight,” Ron said with a frown. “Now, in order to get to the pink rocks, which are buried under the ice, we have to get into this larger ship-that’s also been buried in the ice for centuries and we don’t even know if anything in there will even help us get said rocks.”
“That’s pretty much it,” Ratchet nodded.
Ron just stared at the medic. “Of course, why not…”
“But how?” Sam asked curiously. “It’s not like there’s a door knob.”
“It may be more than that,” Perceptor sighed. “The actual door may still be buried under all this ice.” Perceptor banged his own fist against the ice for emphasis and jumped away as there was a sudden whooshing sound behind him and the sudden burst of stale, old air nearly blew the tiny scientist over.
Prowl reached out and caught the smaller mech and without pause, shoved the surprise Autobot back at Jazz as he activated his own gun never once taking his gaze off the dark gaping hole into the darkness of the ship. “Slag. Everyone-” Prowl began only to stare as he realized that every one of the First Five were already out of the direct line of sight for anything that may be in the ship just waiting for them to enter. Ratchet had snagged Steve and Ron, Optimus Knight and Eddie and Jazz had snagged Miles with his free hand as they all quickly sought what cover they could. Even the ‘Con’s were suddenly ten feet away, their own guns armed and primed and aimed at where Prowl was standing in front of the door.
“What are you doing?” Barricade snapped at him angrily. “Get out of the way!”
Prowl wasn’t sure if he should feel indignant or horrified that the ‘Cons had clearly faster reflexes than himself but all that was forgotten as Wheeljack reached over and snagged Prowl and pulled him to the side while the twins dove behind a small outcrop of ice that had been tossed aside in order to rescue Barricade from a frozen entombment as he once leader. “Look at it this way,” Wheeljack chuckled as Prowl was almost snarling under his breath. “Their reflexes have improved greatly.”
“Do you mind?” Prowl huffed.
Wheeljack had to bite back a chuckle. “Sorry.”
“Keep focus,” Prowl just snarled as he looked back over at Optimus waiting.
Optimus it seemed had been waiting for some signal from Prowl and when he locked optics with his second in command and he turned back to the ship. “Is anyone in there?” he called out.
“Oh that’ll put the fear of Primus into them,” Ironhide drawled.
There were snickers from the twins and even Perceptor was chuckling next to Jazz. “If you’re there, come out with your hands up and weapons locked.”
“This is a waste,” there was a small huff and Sam glanced over at where Rumble and Frenzy, now Megatron, were standing next to ‘Bee.
“What do you mean?” Bumblebee asked quietly so as not to alert anyone to their conversation during what was basically a now stealth situation. Never mind that Barricade, Soundwave, Ravage, the condors and Miles were all looking over at them curiously as they were on the opposite side of the others.
“I was alone in that ship,” Megatron shook his head. He paused a moment before a small chuckle escaped him. “Or rather, I was the only mech on board.”
“What? You mean like another creature or something?” Sam gasped.
Megatron actually squirmed under the gazes, squirmed. Megatron. “Or something,” Megatron finally muttered.
“Well,” Optimus announced as he stood out of his defensive crouch. “Clearly there’s nothing in there.”
“Maybe there’s an automated system that Perceptor activated?” Sunny said with a frown. Everyone turned to stare at him and he glared back. “What?”
“Are you sure he isn’t being affected by the Energon?” Sideswipe asked Perceptor in a stage whisper.
“For the billionth time, YES!” Perceptor growled. “Honestly, how many slagging times do I have to repeat myself?” With a small frown he whipped out a data pad, flicked on his shoulder light and marched straight into the darkness grumbling.
There was silence for a while before Optimus turned to Ratchet. “Are you sure the Energon isn’t affecting him?”
“Oh for the love of Primus,” Ratchet threw up his own hands in frustration before his searchlights flicked on, nearly whitening out Optimus’ vision screens and he too whirled around and followed after Perceptor.
“Hey! You shouldn’t be going in there alone! Ratchet!” Wheeljack cried out as he took off after his husband.
The others looked at each other for a moment before Optimus shrugged. “I guess we do some exploring.”
“Neat!” Knight piped up as he came around a block of ice. “I’ve always wanted to see an alien space ship!”
Epps gave the man a sideways look and even old Eddie was giving the man a strange look. “Right…” he muttered before he took Will’s hand and stepped up into Ironhide’s palm once again.
Bumblebee sighed as he too stood up and began moving closer to where the others were entering through the small door; one probably designed more for maintenance than a main thoroughfare. He quickly moved himself to block Barricade as the ‘Con was about go into the dark. Soundwave glanced back over his shoulder but never paused in his steps as he too disappeared into the darkness. Barricade instantly glared at him but ‘Bee remained firmed as he held out Sam towards the Decepticon.
“He is not my responsibility,” Barricade hissed as he turned to get into the ship once more.
“You just have to argue about everything, don’t you?” Bumblebee demanded. Barricade glared at him and they stared at one another for a long moment before ‘Bee sighed. “Okay, he may not be your responsibility, but he is your friend.”
“And ‘he’ is going to walk himself if everyone keeps ignoring him,” Sam announced with a growl. Both mechs looked down at him almost as if they were surprised that he could speak for himself. Sam held his frown for a moment before he looked over at Barricade. “’Cade-”
“We’re falling behind,” Barricade growled as he quickly turned and entered the ARC before Bumblebee, or even Sam, could react.
The two watched him disappear into the darkness for a moment before ‘Bee looked down at Sam only to then turn away. “I’m sorry Sam,” he began but Sam was shaking his head.
“No, I’m sorry,” the boy spoke. “I’m sorry for all of this and-”
“No, it’s not your fault at all and-” Bumblebee broke off as the darken hallway before them suddenly lit up like a noonday sun. Both looked at each other stunned as they could now clearly see Barricade up ahead and the others all in a defense formation further in the room, their own weapons out and primed. “What the slag? Who turned on the lights?” Sideswipe yelped.
“You’re asking me?” Perceptor huffed as he yanked out his data pad once again. “I don’t understand it,” he muttered. “According to this, we’re the only ones in the ship.”
“A slagging huge ship,” Wheeljack announced as he looked around the large room they were in. “This has to be the cargo hold.”
“This is the cargo hold?” Jazz drawled as he looked up at the vaulted ceilings and wide open space. All twelve large mechs could wander around in relative ease without crowding one another.
“This has to be just as big if not bigger than the grand conference room at Iacon,” Optimus drawled as he looked around.
“Oh, really? We wouldn’t know,” Barricade drawled. Soundwave hissed something at him and Barricade frowned momentarily before he shrugged nonchalantly and tuned back to examining a darken computer terminal.
“Okay, so we’re in the cargo hold,” Prowl began.
“Cargo bay nine to be precise,” Ratchet chuckled as he looked at the plate above the other door.
“Nine?” Prowl asked astounded.
“Nine of twelve,” Jazz nodded as he looked over the medic’s shoulder to see the floor map on the wall. “And there are a ton of room too!”
“Rooms?” Ironhide asked incredulously.
“Yup,” Barricade nodded as he took checked the emergency floor evacuation plan. He shot Optimus a quick look. “Just how big did you say this frame was when you saw it?”
Optimus seemed startled at suddenly being addressed and he shrugged. “It’s as I said before. It was only in the first stages of construction when I stumbled upon it but… It is fairly large by its own right.”
“Large doesn’t even begin to cover it,” Epps drawled as he looked about the large room, the echo’s of his footsteps drowned out by the echo of the mech’s own louder footfalls.
“So what now?” Sideswipe asked curiously.
“Well, first we have to get through this door and into the main part of the ship to the equipment storage and see if there’s anything there that can help us harvest the Energon quicker.”
“Leave it to me!” Jazz snickered as he whipped out a data pad of his own and started jamming the door. It wasn’t very long before they swished open and Jazz smirked. “Hah!”
“All right,” Prowl began. “We’re going to stick together.”
“But we can cover more ground in teams,” Ironhide protested.
“On a ship we know nothing about that was built and piloted by the leader of the Decepticons that’s been buried in an ice glacier since the age of the dinosaurs,” Ratchet huffed. “You willing to take that chance?”
Ironhide had a completely clueless look on his face until Ratchet tilted his head ever so slowly and Ironhide glanced down to realize that the humans were also looking down the newly lit hallway with interest. “Right, no one leaves the group! We all stay together!”
“This’ll be fun,” Sunny huffed before he realized that he and Jazz were suddenly in the center of a rather tight circle.
Ratchet seemed just as surprised to find himself corralled with the other two. “And you call me the mother hen,” he chuckled.
Prowl glanced over at Jazz puzzled. “Aren’t all hens technically mothers?” Jazz shook his head as he allowed Steve and Ron to climb back aboard and the group began making their way to what was labeled on the emergency sheets as the equipment room number three. It was a bit slow going as they got turned around and lost a few times, much to Frenzy’s amusement that completely boggled the older Autobots and soon enough they found the lift and were going up the three floors to the upper levels of storage.
Optimus was looking around the interior of the ship, almost as if he was in awe of the whole design. “I wonder what the bridge would be like.”
“Focus Optimus, focus,” Ironhide chuckled.
“I know…” Optimus huffed. “But once we get most of the Energon we can look around more and-”
“Let’s wait until we have the equipment,” Jazz snickered.
“Like a kid in the candy store,” Ironhide agreed.
“I’m just saying…” Optimus nearly pouted.
“Is he sulking up there?” Ratchet called out.
“Yes!” Both Ironhide and Jazz called out.
Bumblebee just shook his head. “They call me the kid of the group,” he muttered loud enough for everyone to hear and Sam and Miles both had to lift their hands to their mouths to keep from giggling.
“This has to be it!” Prowl announced sounding rather relieved as they reached a large pair of doors.
“Finally,” Sunny huffed as he leaned against Sideswipe. “This thing is enormous!”
“You’re telling me,” Sideswipe groaned.
Once more, Jazz’s lock picking kit was brought out and the doors were once again opened to this time show a fully stocked hanger. It was Perceptor and Wheeljack’s turn to act like kids in a candy store. “Oh my! Look at all this!” Perceptor was grinning like mad.
“I’m looking!” Wheeljack laughed. “With all this we should be able to Energon in a snap!”
Optimus and the others glanced at Ratchet who shrugged. “He’s happy.”
“Hey Jazz!” Perceptor suddenly called out. “These are locked in!”
Jazz snickered. “Coming!”
“Now here’s a question,” Prowl drawled as he looked around at all the equipment. “What did Megatron want with all this stuff?”
Optimus’ shoulders instantly slumped. “I can’t tell you that Prowl.”
“Prowl,” Ratchet sudden caught the commander by the elbow and started dragging the other mech a few feet away. “Do you really think it’s helping Optimus by bringing up the dead brother he had a hand in killing every five seconds?”
Prowl glared at the other mech and opened his mouth to respond when there was a sudden wail throughout the ship. “-Unauthorized occupants. Halt and wait to be detained-.”
“What in the world?” Ironhide frowned and Barricade glanced down as he heard a groan from Megatron.
The mechs glanced at one another puzzled. The voice was rather… static sounding and despite Prowl, Ironhide and the Decepticons whipping out their guns there wasn’t another body around to shoot at aside from themselves. The mechs all glanced at one another before Perceptor looked over at Optimus. “I think it’s the main computer program.”
The big rig nodded at the scientist before he stood up at attention. “I am Autobot leader Optimus Prime,” Optimus spoke aloud.
There was a long pause. “-Unknown designation. Not of Decepticon faction.-”
“Soundwave,” Barricade hissed and the lieutenant nodded.
“This is Second Lieutenant Soundwave of the Decepticons.”
Another pause. “-Acknowledged. Soundwave, clearance third rank. Access denied.-”
“Denied?” Soundwave almost yelped.
“You were saying?” Prowl drawled.
“This isn’t good, is it?” Sam asked, becoming a bit frantic.
Barricade glanced over at Sam before he looked down at Megatron. Megatron looked just as frustrated but clearly wasn’t going to reveal himself. In fact, he was making strange gestures towards Optimus. It took Barricade a moment to catch on before he looked over at Optimus sharply. “What about your old name?” he called out.
“What?” Optimus frowned at him.
Barricade had to resist the urge to growl. “Your name before gaining the Primus title. What about that?”
Optimus stared at Barricade stunned for a moment before he nodded. “This is Orion Pax.” Everyone froze as they waited to see what would happen.
Silence. “-Vocal verification cleared. Access limited to second rank. Welcome Orion Pax. I am Teletraan Two. How may I be of assistance?-”
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: And that would be why I spell "Arc" with the "C" rather than the "K". -small sigh- Well, I'm going to try and get the next chapter out Monday. Hopefully I'll have more than one and Huzzah to Skreech who figured out it was Megatron's ship in the ice.
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