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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: YAY! Look! I'm posting at a decent hour! Feel my shock! ;p In other news, if you're a Live Journal Junkie Kallipso and I finally made a community! community . livejournal . com/anarchyalley/ A Place for anything and everything!
Chapter One Hundred Sixty One: A Chilling Entry
“Oh slag!” Megatron gasped as he quickly abandoned Frenzy’s small sled of Energon and began pelting towards the Autobot’s commander’s sled. He didn’t even slow down when he reached the thing, instead taking a giant leap up onto the edge and clambered up it startling the human that stood on the edge. “Get Ratchet!” he hissed before he even reached the boy.
“Ratchet?” Sam asked utterly baffled as he turned away from watching the pods entering the Earth’s atmosphere.
“Now!” Megatron snapped at the same time trying to remain quiet, glancing at where Prowl was standing with Optimus discussing potential landing sites in a flurry.
“What? Why?” Sam whispered back also double checking to ensure that anyone not in the know of Megatron’s return wasn’t anywhere close to their position.
“Think a minute!” Megatron growled at him. “They’re going to be sizzling hot from entering the Earth’s atmosphere. Now take a look at what we’re standing on!”
Sam’s eyes widened as he finally began to understand what Megatron was getting at. “Primus!” he gasped horrified. “You don’t think-?”
“It’s exactly what happened to me,” Megatron confirmed with a sharp nod. “The heat of the entry verses the cold of this frozen wasteland. I hadn’t realized that the ARC’s landing had weakened the ice underneath and hadn’t gone more than a few steps before I was underwater!” Megatron actually shuddered at the remembrance. “The heat of my systems being suddenly submersed in sub-zero waters… I was lucky my systems threw me into Stasis Lock when it did or I would have been dead right then and there!” Sam couldn’t keep the horror from his expression as he looked at the bowed head for a long second before the head snapped up and the optics lightened.
“B-b-big p-p-problem,” Frenzy wheezed nodding emphatically. “Th-th-they’re in t-t-trouble!”
“Shit! OPTIMUS!” Sam hollered as he whirled around, startling the group of mechs deep in conversation. “We’ve got a situation!”
“What?” Optimus asked completely baffled as he glanced at Frenzy who was quickly following Sam to the opposite edge of the sled, holding onto the ropes latching the Energon for balance. “What’s wrong now?”
“Frenzy just reminded me!” Sam gasped, ensuring that he said the correct name aloud. “Remember what happened to Megatron?”
Optimus seemed utterly bewildered for a moment glancing at Ironhide and Jazz who seemed just as lost before his own optics brightened in surprised. “Shit! RATCHET!” he bellowed as he spun towards the medic.
Ratchet actually jumped at the sheer force of Optimus’ panicked shout. “What?”
“The ice!” Optimus bellowed as he pushed past Sunny and Sides to reach the other mech. “The ice! They’re too hot already!”
Ratchet’s optics brightened stunned. “Shit! The Energon!”
“What?” Jazz yelped as his head whipped around to look at Ratchet before he turned to look at the oh-so innocent Energon sitting on the sleds.
“Not that Energon! The raw Energon!” Ratchet shrieked. “We thinned the layer of ice over the raw slagging Energon!”
“Shit!” Both Jazz and Ironhide shouted as one.
“We need to get to them!” Optimus commanded. “Prowl! We need a projected trajectory on those pods and we need them now!”
“Of course Prime,” Prowl nodded before he turned to watch the flaming orbs. Perceptor and Wheeljack ran to his side to also try and figure out the potential landing sites, each one babbling different calculations.
“What’s going on?” Sunny asked puzzled as he looked at the four very worried mechs before him.
“The sudden drop in temperature from the heat of the atmosphere to the chill of the ice is going to wreck havoc on their systems,” Ironhide snarled as he turned to Optimus. “Not to mention the fact that they’re going to need something to scan for alt modes.”
“Exactly!” Optimus nodded emphatically. “Epps! Go meet up with Captain Manning and let him know the situation! We need him to get the jets up on his deck!”
“Jets!” Ironhide yelped aghast. “Seekers? Optimus-”
“What choice do we have?” Optimus growled.
“They can get different alts later,” Ratchet nodded. “Time is definitely not on our side!”
“Right,” Epps agreed.
“Sunstreaker! Take Epps and snag Manning. Get them to that ship!” Optimus barked the order.
“Got ya!” Sunny nodded as he held out for the human.
“What about me?” Sideswipe asked curiously.
“One, we sent Sunny away due to the sparkling,” Ratchet spoke before Optimus could even get a word out. “Two, we may need your help with the mechs inbound.”
“Prowl! What’s the trajectory of those pods?” Optimus called out, as it almost seemed as if one of them was closer than the other.
“They’ll strike at any minute!” Prowl replied. “One twenty points to the north of us and the other sixteen northwest! They’ll land rather close to one another.”
“Ya mean they’re both right next to one another?” Jazz asked with a frown. “But how can that be?”
“One’s just bigger than the other,” Perceptor explained.
“Who could they possibly be though?” Wheeljack frowned. “We didn’t get any incoming signal.”
“They could be Decepticons,” Prowl warned. Barricade and Soundwave shot him a look but neither said anything. They were just as worried as Prowl was.
“Does it matter?” Ratchet shook his head, already bent over a data pad figuring out what he’d need to do for two incoming mechs.
“No, it doesn’t,” Optimus shook his head. “Neither one is going to hit the water, right?” he asked Prowl worriedly.
“If one does then we’re out of luck!” Ironhide spoke sadly. “We can’t really jump into the water after him.”
Prowl alleviated everyone’s fears with a shake of his head. “One is going to be close but they should hit the solid ice.”
“Good,” Optimus sighed in relief. “All right! Let’s go!”
Jazz quickly leaned down for both Sam and Frenzy while Barricade got Ron and Steve. Ironhide wasted no time getting Will and Prowl took Knight and Eddie. Miles was surprised when Bumblebee held out a hand for him but didn’t question it as he stepped up.
The group scrambled, leaving the sleds where they were as they began heading towards the potential landing spots. “We need to get them to the Gauntlet as soon as we can,” Ratchet announced, his optics still glued to the data pad in his hands. “That is if they don’t slip into Stasis Lock first.”
“Stasis Lock?” Prowl practically whipped around in surprise.
“What do you think we were talking about? Megatron slipped into Stasis Lock after his overheated body hit the chill of the Arctic!”
“Shit! They’re here!” Optimus bellowed as he snagged Sideswipe and practically threw him to the ground. The others dropping just as quickly and those with humans in their hands shielding the smaller, more fragile creatures as the two pods finally hit the ground. It almost felt as if the whole world trembled as the force of the pods striking the planet reverberated all the way to where they had been standing. Sam could understand why the mechs hit the ground. It would have felt like a point five earthquakes had he been on the ground.
When Jazz finally stood, Sam quickly checked around, seeing that all the mechs were clambering to their feet. The only one’s not affected had been the condors who had remained in the air. Ravage looked a bit put out however as he had bounced due to his diminutive size, snow practically coating the black cat turning him almost white.
“Shit! Optimus!”
Everyone whirled around at Ironhide’s cry and instantly saw what he was pointing at. While the smaller pod had bounced across the snow before finally coming to a rest still in the snow, it seems as if the larger one skidded across the snow before stopping on a patch of ice; a patch that had detached and was now floating away as a brand new ice burg. “Aw hell!” Ratchet yelped even as Optimus swore again.
“Shit! We have to get him before he gets too far!”
“But how?” Sideswipe shouted stunned as he followed the Autobot leader now pelting towards where the pod that was drifting away.
“Damn it!” Ironhide shouted as they finally reached the edge of the ice and realized that it was now well out of arm’s length.
“Slag!” Jazz snarled in frustration.
“Optimus! I have to go check on the other pod!” Ratchet shouted, pointing to where the other mech still hadn’t shifted out into his mech form. That was so not a good sign.
“Right! Go,” Optimus nodded but Ratchet was already pelting away, dragging Wheeljack with him.
The group stared at the pod, all of them trying desperately to think on how to get to him. “Could we use the Gauntlet?” Perceptor asked worriedly.
“Not before he falls into Stasis Lock or worse, dies,” Jazz shook his head. “The ship can’t get this far inland.”
“Damn it bug, what the slag are you waiting for?” Barricade stunned everyone by shouting as he finally reached the group with Soundwave right behind him.
“What?” Bumblebee stared at the black and white ‘Con as he stormed towards him, taking a surprised step back at Barricade’s approach.
“The tow cable!” Barricade shouted at him as he set Ron and Steve on the ice as well. Bumblebee’s optics brightened as he quickly set Miles down by his father and opened a small compartment on his thigh. Yanking out Ironhide’s tow cable he then stopped looking at a complete loss as to what to do with it. Barricade took any option out of his hands as well as the tow cable as he whirled around to the Autobots. “Who’s got the best throw?” he demanded.
“Prowl,” Jazz said without pause. “His calculations are the best.”
“Understood.” Prowl quickly set down Eddie and Knight on the ground and took the tow cable and pulled out a long swatch of cable. One optic never leaving the floating ice burg, he raised one arm with the hook clasped in his hand and waited.
“What are you waiting for?” Barricade snarled. “Throw the damn thing!”
“Wait for it,” Prowl snapped back and Barricade almost wanted to throttle the other patrol car when suddenly the ice burg shifted slightly, spinning to the right and Prowl brought his arm forward and launched the hook towards the pod. It connected and latched the pod on the first throw. “You were saying?” Prowl drawled.
“Slagging Autobots!” Barricade snarled.
“Make sure you don’t pull him right off the ice!” Perceptor shouted as Optimus snagged onto the line and Ironhide set Will down so he could lend his own bulk. “We have to pull both him and the ice back over!”
“Tell us something we don’t know!” Ironhide shouted angrily as Bumblebee and Sideswipe snagged the line as well since it seemed the current wasn’t about to relinquish the ice burg, the humans scrambling to try and keep out of the way.
“Easy! Easy! Easy!” Jazz shouted as the pod slid slightly. The current was still fighting against them and they knew that they couldn’t pull the ice burg straight back to the shore. The group just held on however, refusing to let go as the ice started swinging left.
“That’s working!” Barricade suddenly shouted, surprising everyone with his joyous cry. “Try swinging him to the left shore!”
“What?” Ironhide yelped surprised but Barricade was already running away.
“He’s right!” Bumblebee yelped excitedly as he realized what Barricade was doing. “Swing the ice towards the left!”
“Got it!” Optimus shouted back as he tried to maneuver the line to the left.
Soundwave had already run after Barricade along with his team and Jazz. Prowl relinquished his place on the line and took off after them. Perceptor with his slight size knew he couldn’t do anything to help and instead was bouncing up and down where he stood, unable to stand still. Sam couldn’t stand still either and took off towards Barricade and the others, Miles and Will right behind him. “Do you think they can get him?” Will got out around his gasps for breath as he ran.
“They should!” Sam called back just as there was a triumphant cry ahead of them and Sam’s eyes widened as he took in the scene before him.
Soundwave had lain down on the ice and was stretching out over the water with his long arms and it looked as if he managed to sink his fingers into the snow. The joy didn’t last long however as it seemed that his grip was faltering. Sam desperately prayed that Soundwave wasn’t pulled over into the water but it didn’t look as if the ‘Con was going to release the ice any time soon.
“Frenzy! Rumble!” Soundwave barked out and Sam, Will and Miles arrived just as two smaller mechs clambered onto their leader and scrambled over his arm and onto the ice burg. Sam felt his chest constrict at the sight of them. The tow cable and Soundwave were the only things keeping the ice from floating away into the water and possibly sinking with the unknown mech, Rumble, Frenzy and by default, Megatron.
Laserbeak and Buzzsaw quickly circled the ice and went to the far side, trying their best to push the ice closer towards Soundwave. “Just a little further!” Barricade called out as both he and Prowl had also dropped down to the ground and were trying to reach the ice. Barricade’s claws were better to dig into the ice but apparently Prowl wasn’t about to let the ‘Cons get all the rescuing glory.
Frenzy and Rumble were doing their best to push the pod towards the others but it was huge. Sam wondered if all the mechs were that large in their space pod forms but didn’t think so. The pod was already bigger than Jazz standing up!
“I got it!” Barricade shouted excitedly and Sam spotted that Barricade had indeed snagged the edge of the ice as it swung closer thanks to the two condors. Prowl was holding on as well even though his grasp was slipping more so than Barricade’s.
“Get over here!” Jazz shouted to the mechs still holding onto the line.
Optimus left Ironhide and the others and pelted towards them. The three humans scattered as he dove onto his stomach and reached forward, his arm length just as long as Soundwave's, and snagged the ice. With the four of them they hauled the ice over until it bumped the shoreline.
“I’ve got him!” Prowl shouted as he leaned forward and snagged the framework of the pod.
“But who’s got you?” Ironhide shouted as he suddenly appeared and lunged forward, snagging Jazz about the waist before the mech fell forward as the ice pulled away from the shore once again and nearly hauled him over.
Once Jazz had his feet under him once again, Ironhide also snagged the pod as did Sideswipe and Perceptor. With the four holding onto the ice and the other four the Cybertronion, they all heaved as one. The pod miraculously slid from the burg up onto solid ground. “Back up!” Optimus suddenly shouted scuttling backwards still on his hands and knees. The other three quickly followed suit as Jazz and Ironhide proceeded to roll the pod further away.
Sam saw why in a moment as the ice where the mechs had been on suddenly cracked and crumbled into the water. They had gotten the pod just in the nick of time. Or so he thought until he saw the arcs of blue lightning flying over the pod and heard the crackling of electricity.
“Energon surges!” Ironhide shouted.
“Get him to Ratchet!” Optimus barked out and the mechs wasted no time trying maneuvering the pod between them as they headed to where Ratchet and Wheeljack were hovering over the second pod. That mech had not transformed either. This was not good.
Jazz, Sideswipe and Ironhide rolled the pod towards the medic as Optimus, Barricade, Bumblebee and Sideswipe offered the humans lifts. Sam didn’t even think twice as he found himself in Bumblebee’s palm along with Miles. The new arrivals current emergency a higher priority then the tiff he had with ‘Bee and ‘Cade.
“He’s still in pod form,” Optimus gasped as he handed Will over to Ironhide.
“I know,” Ratchet snarled, different pieces of his equipment lined up beside him and what looked like electrodes on the smaller pod, also succumbing to the Energon surges. “If we don’t get them up and scanning another alt mode soon their Stasis Locks may fail them and they could die!”
“What?” Will gasped horrified.
“There’s just too much Energon on this continent,” Wheeljack shook his head.
“Is there anything we can do?” Optimus asked frantically.
Ratchet’s mouth thinned into a flat line. “Not with what I have,” he admitted to the Autobot leader in a soft voice. “And there’s no way to force them into their mech modes. We have to wake them up first but…”
“Damn it!” Ironhide shouted at the top of his voice box, startling the humans.
“What about Primus?” Ravage suddenly called out. “He has to be able to do something!”
“Oh and just how are we supposed to reach him?” Barricade began to snarl when Soundwave suddenly reached into a compartment in his arm and pulled out something very familiar. Barricade’s optics went bright with astonished. “Oh you bastard!”
“What is a ‘bastard’?” Rumble frowned up at him even as Soundwave held out the All Spark shard to Jazz.
“You and Sam Witwicky are the only ones who are able to use the remains of the All Spark,” he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world while Sam just stared at the piece of rock in stunned surprise. “Therefore it was of no use at the base.”
“And if Starscream had gotten a hold of it?” Jazz drawled as he plucked the shard out of Soundwave’s hand.
Soundwave merely shrugged. “One can only assume it would have refused to work in his presence as well.”
“We will discuss this later!” Optimus drawled, shooting Soundwave a look that seemed to be a mix of both disapproval and relief. “Sam! Jazz!”
“We’re on it!” Jazz nodded as he held out a hand for Sam.
Sam quickly shifted from ‘Bee’s palm to Jazz’s and rapidly reached out for the shard, bracing himself to zip over to see Primus yet again. However the feeling of vertigo never arrived and Sam was still looking at the other mechs and the white expanse of the Arctic as opposed to the dark void that was Primus’ home when a voice spoke in his head. “Get the shard to my children!” Primus’ voice sounded just as frantic as everyone else’s. “I will do the rest!”
Sam blinked in surprise before he looked up to relay the order to Jazz when the saboteur nodded at him. “I heard!”
“Heard what?” Perceptor asked puzzled but Jazz had already leaned down and held out his hand with Sam closer to the two pods.
Sam didn’t even have a chance to brace himself as suddenly the shard within his hands began to heat up under his palms. His eyes widened before they slammed shut as the last small piece of the All Spark began to glow a hot white and bright streaks of lightning shot out and towards the two pods. Wheeljack reached forward and snagged Ratchet’s shoulders, pulling him back and into the circle of Wheeljack’s arms away from the battling lightning.
Everyone stared stunned as the white light began to combat that of the blue Energon surges and soon enough the white lightning outnumbered the pale blue. “By Primus,” Wheeljack gasped.
“Brace yourselves,” Optimus spoke over the crackling. “They’ll probably be confused after they wake up!”
“We still don’t know if they’re Autobots or Decepticons,” Prowl spoke over the noise.
“That one is an Autobot,” Barricade shouted pointing to the larger of the two pods. “That’s definitely a Decepticon.”
Prowl stared at Barricade astonished as Optimus sent him a surprise look. “How can you tell?”
“The armor,” Soundwave explained, the others straining to hear his flat voice over the crackling. “Our armor plating is thicker.”
“Back up!” Ratchet suddenly shouted and Prowl reached forward and snagged Jazz’s arm to pull both him and Sam further back from the two pods that were rumbling.
Sam could feel the All Spark shard in his hand cooling down slightly and the motion of Jazz moving away and he risked opening one eye. The All Spark had indeed ceased it’s own power surge and both pods were now fully engulfed by purely white lightning. The pods made their own creaking noise and Sam realized that they were shifting. ‘It’s working!’ Sam realized and the second voice spoke again.
“I can only hold off the Energon Surges for a few moments,” Primus spoke quickly. “They need the protection of another form!”
“Got it!” Sam said aloud as he turned to the others. “We have to get them to the Gauntlet!”
“Right!” Optimus nodded turning to the two new arrivals that were just finishing their transformation. “We have to hurry,” he said in Cybertronion. “There is a large quantity of raw Energon near here and they’re threatening your circuits.”
“W-w-who?” The larger mech began but Optimus caught his elbow and hauled him to his feet. Optimus was momentarily stunned to realize that his head only came up to the mech’s shoulder. Whoever he was, he was tall!
“No time,” he said quickly. “You’re health is priority.”
Prowl quickly took the arm of the smaller mech who was staggering to his feet. “We have to hurry!”
It was a scramble back to the Gauntlet and Sam wasn’t surprise to see Sunstreaker standing by the ship where two jets were perched on the deck. “Is everyone all right?” he called out, hurrying over towards where Sideswipe was walking slowly, Ron and Steve in his hands.
Epps was looking over the two mechs worriedly from Sunny’s hand and looked over to Will in Ironhide’s palm. “We got the jets ready! Are they all right?”
“Primus bought us some time,” Sam called out, lifting the shard slightly.
“You brought the All Spark?” both Epps and Sunstreaker yelped aghast.
“We’ll explain later!” Ratchet snarled, still running his scanner over the two new mechs respectively. “Slag! They’re low on Energon!”
“We don’t have time to crush the cubes we have,” Ironhide snarled.
“I know!” Ratchet bit back. “But they’re way too low as it is and they’re running through it too quickly!”
“What about oil?” Optimus called over his shoulder as he and Wheeljack steadied the larger mech.
“Damn! Soundwave! Get the barrels!” Barricade startled everyone yet again with his shout.
“What’s in those barrels anyhow?” Jazzed asked curiously as Soundwave took a sharp left and pelted towards where they had left the sleds.
Barricade quickly glanced over at him with a small frown. “Energon,” he admitted grudgingly.
“What?” Ratchet whirled to look at Barricade stunned.
“You have Energon?” Prowl yelped surprised.
“But where?” Optimus asked utterly baffled.
Megatron was the only one however that realized just where it had been that Barricade had found Energon. ‘The slagging reserves in the ship,’ he thought with a groan.
“You found some in the ARC’s reserve?” Optimus shouted before Barricade had even spoken. No one noticed Frenzy’s darker optics go bright with horrified surprise. Only Rumble gave the mech a sideways look as Megatron went utterly still.
“Does it matter?” Barricade yelped as they finally reached the Gauntlet.
Two scanner lights flared out of the newest arrivals and everyone scrambled away to give the mechs room to shift. Optimus wasn’t all surprise to see the larger mech scanning the Spartan. There was no way he could take a jet form and Optimus didn’t care why Keller had sent the plane, he was grateful for its presence.
Soon enough there was another Spartan and another F-twenty-two Raptor perched on the ice. Everyone went silent, waiting to ensure that the two mechs were all right and that they had gained another form in time. Everyone went tense. Even Manning and a few of his men who had clambered down the ladder to the ice were watching the two newest planes apprehensively.
It seemed like a long, long time before the familiar sound of gears turning resonated in the silence and soon enough the newest arrivals had shifted and two mechs now stood in place of the planes. They were clearly still under the Energon’s effects however as the smaller one fell back onto his aft, unable to balance correctly with his new form. Even the larger one dropped to one knee.
“Slag, Soundwave!” Optimus called out but the mech was already back with two of the barrels and holding them out for the Autobots to take. Ripping off the top to one of the barrels, Optimus offered it to the large mech while Ratchet was ensuring that the smaller one was also getting some of the bright pink liquid down. “Better?” Optimus asked quietly and the large mech nodded. “Good,” he grinned relieved. “Now if I’m not being too forward may I ask, who are you?”
The mechs all leaned forward anxiously for his answer.
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: -RUNS AWAY AND DIVES BEHIND STARSCREAM-
SS: What the slag?
BDQ: They'll glomp you before they kill me.
Barricade: Don't count on it!
SS: Go hide behind Misfire!
-everyone glanced over where Misfire is trying to crawl away from FeildsOfHeather holding up her leash and collar set-
SS:What about the other seekers... ... ...
-Glances at Thundercracker who's being dragged away by EmruasCat, Skywarp trailing behind at a loss-
BDQ: Boy am I glad I brought in a new seeker. I'm losing them left and right!
Join us next Monday for Chapter One Hundred Sixty Two: Sun In Your Eyes!
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