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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s note: I hope everyone enjoys this chapter. I really think you will because when I got this chapter back from Anya, there were a multitude of "OMG!" and "ROFL" all over the place
NOTE: It's actually was Reginald "Reggie" Simmons in the TF Movie. "Walter" was his father. I got my info mixed up. Sorry :P
Chapter Seventy: The Search Party
The roar of the crowd was deafening, the only sound against the backdrop of the dark night sky. The truck rally was in full swing and everyone was partying and having a rip roaring good time under the floodlights of the stadium. There was a roar of an engine that was instantly echoed by the people in the stands as everyone watched the main truck subsequently crush the line of old, beat up cars. The truck’s driver grinned and gunned the engine once more as he played up to the crowd. All eyes were on him and perhaps that’s why no one really noticed the meteor headed right towards them until it was already there.
People screamed, the ground trembled and the truck driver never knew what hit him as the meteor fell to the ground behind him, bounced and crushed his own superior vehicle, before it continued bouncing its way towards the stands. Humans shoved one another and climbed over everyone as they scrambled to get away before the meteor hit them. It didn’t matter to the oncoming object however as it plowed thought the stands before coming to a flaming halt in the middle of the parking lot.
Terrified shouts and screaming echoed into the night as people scrambled towards their own cars, most leaving the injured where they laid as two more rumbles echoed in the sky and twin fireballs fell towards them once more. It was mass hysteria by the time they finally hit and by that point no one cared where they landed, as long as it was somewhere opposite the direction they were running. As it was, no one could quite explain where it was that the first meteor had disappeared too nor did anyone take note when the next two did as well.
In the panic that had ensued, no one ever noticed when three cars suddenly appeared and took off down the road among those fighting to get away.
“-You aimed for them on purpose!-”
The barely street legal monster truck cringed as a tiny Jaguar XKR pulled up alongside it. “-No I didn’t!-” he bellowed back, outraged.
“-He’s lying!-” the small Chevrolet Corvette immediately cried out as it hurried to catch up to the other two.
The monster truck revved slightly as it got into the Corvette’s space, but the Jaguar wasn’t having anything of the sort. “STOP IT!”
The truck cringed again as his current superior officer once more got ahead of him. He was almost tempted to run the small green thing over except that it would mean he would have to explain the Jaguar’s death to their real superior officer if, or rather, when they found him. So not a good idea. “Oh come on! The prick is a complete pain in the aft! And a tattle tale to boot!”
“I am not!” The Corvette shouted.
“And I didn’t know that was going to happen!” the truck continued on, ignoring the smaller car. “I headed towards lights. Lights equal civilization! How was I supposed to know this was a planet of backwards primitives? How was I supposed to know they couldn’t get out of the way fast enough?”
“Well if you had allowed us the proper time to research this planet before you started entry, we wouldn’t have had that problem!” the Corvette shouted.
“Zip it shorty unless you want to become a squished tin can…” the truck growled. “And did you have to pick such a garish color?”
“Oh like bright red is better,” the orange car snapped.
“ENOUGH!”
The two other vehicles instantly went quiet as they watched the Jaguar drive a little ahead of them once again, grumbling. “Why did it have to be me? Why did I have to be the responsible one and slagging lead these two morons?”
“Hey!” Two voices shouted as he continued on.
The Jaguar groaned as he finally let up on the gas and drifted back to his two companions. “Alright… alright. Let’s recap here. Is anyone hurt, first of all?”
“Clear,” the small Corvette chirped happily.
“There’s a surprise,” the truck muttered.
The Jaguar waited before sliding next to the larger vehicle. “And you? Any damage?”
“Nah, I’m fine…” The large truck muttered. “Just basic re-entry scuffs…”
“Good,” the smaller car replied. “Well, now that we’ve landed, we can start looking for the boss-”
“How do we even know that we’re on the right planet?” the truck piped up. “I mean, we’ve been looking all this time and that signal could have been anything. How do we even know it was him?”
“Um, it had our personal team signature in there, ‘Force,” the Corvette argued. “Who else would it be but the boss?”
“I know that Motorhead,” the truck growled. “I’m just saying, he could have moved on by now.”
“I’m not so sure,” the Jaguar muttered as he turned onto what seemed to be a main road out of the desert and towards a rather brightly lit city. Other car’s started passing them so he switched back to the coms. “-I mean, we’ve been getting those signals at regular intervals and then a Dysic ago, it all went quiet. This is the first signal we’ve gotten since the updates went dead. We just have to hope Rollerforce.-”
“Groundhog’s right,-” Motorhead agreed. “-And we know that we’re in the right system, the triangulation couldn’t be that far off.-”
“-But what are the odds that Barricade could still even be on this backwater planet?-” Rollerforce argued.
“-He’s here,-” Groundhog growled out. “-He has to be; for my sanity…-”
“-Aw… is the poor medic sick of playing captain?-” Rollerforce teased.
“-Drop oil, dip stick!-”
“-Who are you calling a ‘dip stick’?-” Motorhead started snickering at Rollerforce’s outraged cry. “-You shut up too!-”
“-Will you please!We’re in enemy territory here!-” Groundhog bellowed as they finally reached the city lights and passed the brightly lit sign that welcomed them to a place called “Las Vegas”.
“Three days! Three slagging days and no sign of him! Bupkiss! Nada! Zip! Zilch! Zero! A big fat slagging nothing!”
“Can I shoot him now please?” Rollerforce groaned as he bumped the small Corvette off the road and onto the shoulder. It was bad enough that they had to learn the screeching clatter that was this planet’s many languages, but Motorhead just had to get a kick out of learning all the little expressions that drove him crazy!
“Motorhead, drop the commentary,” Groundhog sighed as he once again placed himself between the other two members of their small team. “We need to keep an eye out for Barricade and the other Decepticons… hell; I’ll take an Autobot at this point.”
“Maybe Rollerforce was right and they’ve already left the planet,” Motorhead suggested. “I mean, we’ve gone through three states and haven’t found anyone.”
“That’s the least of our worries right now…” Rollerforce muttered as he saw the flashing red and blue lights behind him.
“Damn it ‘Force! For the billionth time, change your alt mode!” Groundhog bellowed.
“Hey! I like this form,” was ‘Force’s reply as he gunned it and took off ahead of them while the two smaller cars pulled to the side of the road and allowed the small Idaho state police car to chase after the large monster truck.
“I can’t take this anymore…” the Jaguar moaned. “I swear, when this is all over, I’m locking myself in my lab and staying there for a whole cycle!”
“Aw, cheer up ‘Hog,” Motorhead soothed as they pulled back onto the road. “The boss has it worse.”
“Worse than being in a state where the cops are so bored, they’re chasing ‘Force every three towns?” Groundhog muttered.
“Well, the boss is stuck with that slagger, Starscream.”
Groundhog paused at this and thought about it. “Yeah… you’re right. The boss has it worse.”
“Told ya,” Motorhead smirked.
“-Hey ‘Hog!-”
Groundhog groaned as his radio kicked on. “-No, you cannot crush this one either…-” he immediately sent.
“-Aw man.-” Rollerforce’s disappointment was easily heard over the static. “-Can’t I just crush one of them?-” he sent. “-I mean, I don’t think anyone’s gonna miss ‘em or anything. They have enough trolling the highways anyway.-”
“-ROLLERFORCE!-”
There was silence on the radio for a long time after that and soon enough, there was a squeal of tiers as the monster truck appeared from behind a rather dilapidated barn. “You’re no fun anymore…” the truck groused.
“Oh no. Oh no, say it isn’t true… My life is over. I’m no fun anymore. How can you guys even stand to be around me?” Groundhog said in a completely monotone voice.
Motorhead snickered as Rollerforce pulled back again to follow the other two and cover the rear. “I was just saying…”
“Well, another state, another search,” Groundhog groaned as they passed one sign that asked them if they were leaving Oregon so soon before they saw the sign that welcomed them to California. They hadn’t even gotten three miles in before there was the now very familiar sight of blue and red lights in their rearview mirrors. “I hate this planet.”
“Woo hoo! See ya later guys!” Rollerforce chuckled as he revved his engine and burned rubber as he took off.
Motorhead sighed as he got out of the way before he noticed Groundhog pulling into a tucker’s rest stop. “Hey, what’s up?” he asked.
“I don’t know…” Groundhog muttered as he flipped through his frequencies. “I could have sworn I heard something.”
“Really?” Motorhead cried as he too started going though his own channels. “Do you think it’s the boss?”
“No idea, but whatever it was, it’s gone now.”
“Could it have been a bug?”
“I’m not-” Groundhog trailed off before he let out a dry chuckle. “Ha. Fucking ha.”
“I’m just saying.”
“Hey guys. What’d I miss?” ‘Force asked as he pulled into the lot and quickly hid behind a large trailer truck.
“I don’t know,” Groundhog muttered as he finally stopped his search and turned to their third member. “I just thought I caught a signal is all.”
“Really?” Rollerforce asked as he watched the four police cars speed by, obviously still looking for him.
“Yes, really,” Groundhog confirmed as they watched the police turn down a side road. “Well at least we know we’re on the right track,” he said with a chuckle.
“Alright! Let’s go find the boss!” Motorhead chirped happily as he gunned his own engine and took off in the opposite direction the police had gone.
“Are you sure you’re following that signal correctly?” Rollerforce groused as they crept down the rather narrow, muddy road.
“Pretty sure…” Groundhog answered as he followed the little blinking light on his screen. “It’s most definitely coming from this direction.
“Oh… eww…” Motorhead groused as he suddenly sank down into a rather deep rut. “I HATE THIS PLANET!” he bellowed as he started to try and haul himself out of the puddle.
“Hey! Watch it!” Rollerforce snarled as a wave of watery mud flew up behind the smaller car and managed to get him right in his grill. “Oh thanks a lot…”
“Sorry…” Motorhead muttered as he switched to reverse and tried again.
“HEY!” Groundhog stopped his slow process as he felt the cold brown liquid slosh up his tail pipe. “What’s going on back there?”
“I think I’m stuck!” Motorhead whined as he tried once more to back up out of the puddle.
“What?” Groundhog cried out. “How could you get stuck?”
“I didn’t mean for it to happen!” Motorhead whined back.
Groundhog sighed as checked his rear camera’s to see that Motorhead was indeed stuck in the slagging mud. “Rollerforce, see if you can nudge him out,” he called back.
“What?” Motorhead cried out surprised. “No, no! I think I can get it…”
“Yeah, but we don’t want to be stuck here all day, do we?” Rollerforce chuckled evilly as he revved his engine.
“WAIT! I think I got it!” Motorhead cried desperately.
“Too late,” Rollerforce said sinisterly.
“NO!” Motorhead wailed but Rollerforce had already pressed his front against the smaller car and pushed. Motorhead wondered if he could shut himself down before the end came when all of a sudden he heard his two companions snickering.
“Better?” Rollerforce chuckled.
Motorhead flickered on his optics to find himself closer to Groundhog than he had been just a few seconds before and did an external scan of himself in surprise. “Oh… uh…” he stammered as he scan came up all normal. “Yeah. Thanks.”
“Honestly…” Groundhog muttered and they continued on once again only to once more freeze in surprise. There were two mechs in front of them! More to the point, two Decepticons in front of them! And they were aiming their plasma cannons right at them. ‘Oh, not good...’
“Oh did you ever make a big mistake,” one of them chuckled, his gun primed.
“WAIT!” Groundhog bellowed as he started transforming, his two teammates following suit. “Slag it all to the pits, don’t you know to check your frequencies? Honestly!”
“Huh?” the two mechs stared at the group before them in surprise. “Who are you guys? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before.”
“Decepticon Medic and Mechanic Groundhog,” ‘Hog said with a quick salute. “This is Rollerforce and Motorhead. We’re searching for Decepticon Commander Barricade. Is he with you?”
One of the mechs glanced over at his partner. “Barricade was a commander?”
The other one snorted. “‘Was’ being the operative word…” he muttered under his breath. “I’m Runamuck and this here’s my teammate Runabout. We’ll take you to our base.”
“You have a base of operations?” Motorhead repeated in shock. “How long have you been planet side?”
“Oh, an Earth months or so,” Runamuck answered, immediately liking the smaller ‘Con. “Have yet to run into those slagging Autobots though.”
“That’s nice…” Groundhog said absently as they finally broke through the trees and found themselves standing at the top of a gorge. “What the slag?”
“It’s down there,” Runabout told them. “We’ll have to go around to the road.”
Rollerforce glanced down into the large pit and frowned. “Doesn’t look like any base I’ve ever seen…” he muttered.
“Oh we’re still in the construction phase.”
“Clearly…” ‘Force shook his head as they followed the two sentries down into the mass hole.
“What the slag? Who are these guys?”
Groundhog turned surprised to find a large purple and black mech headed towards them looking over each member of his team. “Purple?” he muttered before he could stop himself. Rollerforce and Motorhead were sniggering behind him.
“Oh, you like it too? I told Thundercracker that it would look good, but he didn’t believe me.”
“Um…” Groundhog shook his head and decided he didn’t want to try and figure out that train of thought. “Is Barricade here?” he tried again.
The other mech paused and glanced over at the two enforcers. “You didn’t tell them?”
“Tell us?” Rollerforce repeated pointedly.
“We didn’t know how…” Runamuck replied.
“We thought it best if Starscream did,” Runabout finished.
“Tell us what?” Rollerforce said again, with a bit more heat behind it.
“Well they’re going to have to find out sooner or later,” the purple mech continued.
“Tell us what?” Groundhog asked again this time.
“Skywarp! What are you doing?”
Groundhog stared; sure he was seeing things when another mech that looked exactly like the purple one showed up. Only this time, he was blue. “Um… do you know if Barricade is here?” he asked the new comer.
“What?” the mech turned to look at him. “Now who are you and what are you doing here?”
“I’m Groundhog and at the moment, I’m standing here completely confused out of my circuits,” Groundhog replied scathingly. “Will someone tell us what’s going on around here?”
“Groundhog?”
“Oh thank Primus,” Groundhog muttered as a familiar voice was finally heard. “Hook!”
“That is you!” Hook chuckled as he appeared around a random piece of machinery and quickly took Groundhog’s hand in a firm shake. “I thought I recognized that sarcasm. When did you get here?”
“A few weeks ago,” Motorhead announced as he too stepped forward to greet the Constructicon. “We’ve mostly been driving around in circles getting lost.”
“Whose fault was that?” Rollerforce gave the smaller ‘Con a shove. “So what’s the news around here?”
“A lot,” Hook chuckled as he looked the three over with a medic’s optic. “Well you don’t look worse for wear.”
“Coming from you, that’s saying a whole lot!” Groundhog chuckled. Hook, Rollerforce and Motorhead all just laughed while the other ‘Cons looked on a bit befuddled.
“Hook, you know these mechs?” the blue ‘Con asked, interrupting their rather enthusiastic reunion.
“Sure I do,” Hook nodded with a wide grin. “This is the Race Track Patrol. They were Barricade’s team.”
“‘Were’?” Motorhead repeated surprised as he turned to stare at the larger ‘Con.
“Oh… err…” Hook trailed off before he turned around. “Come on and meet everyone.”
Rollerforce dropped back to walk next to Groundhog as they followed the Constructicon medic. “Get the feeling everyone’s avoiding the subject?” he whispered.
“Yeah…” Groundhog replied with a frown. “I don’t have a very good feeling about this…”
“Hey Scrapper! Look who popped up!” Hook called out and soon the other Constructicon’s all surrounded the small group, saying their hellos and giving the occasional high five.
“Man, where have you guys been?” Scrapper asked as he bumped fists with Motorhead. “We thought you would have been the first ones here!”
“Got lost a couple times,” Rollerforce replied with a small dark look thrown towards Motorhead.
“I told you those meteors were messing with my instruments!” Motorhead shouted, much to the amusement of the other ‘Cons.
“What’s going on over here?” Everyone froze as yet another multicolored mech, a bright red this time, turned around from where he had been speaking to yet a fourth mech that looked just like him and the first two. The only difference was that this one was a deep rich maroon colored. Misfire had been rather adamant at being the same color as his idol, though he agreed to be a different shade at Thundercracker’s insistence. Starscream had not been amused.
“Um, some more Decepticons arrived,” Mixmaster finally spoke up in response to Starscream’s question.
“Oh good. More soldiers to help us crush those Autobots once and for all!” Starscream chuckled as he wandered over, Misfire right behind him. He quickly lost his smirk when he finally saw who it was that had arrived. “I was wondering when you lot would get here,” he growled, the loathing evident in his voice.
Groundhog frowned. He never liked Megatron’s chosen lieutenant and pretty much everyone who met him knew it. “Starscream,” he greeted formally. “Where is our commander?”
“Commander?” one of the other colored mechs, Skywarp, muttered. “Who’s he talking about?”
Starscream just sneered as he looked Groundhog over. “Dead. Killed by the Autobots.”
“WHAT?” Rollerforce bellowed as he took a rather threatening step forward. “That’s impossible! Barricade would never allow that lot to take him down!”
Starscream gave the large mech a dark smile. “Yet he is dead.”
“Barricade was a commander?” Skywarp whispered, looking over at Hook surprised.
“Mmm,” the mech nodded. “One of the reasons Starscream hated him so much. He out ranked him!”
“Then why did he follow Starscream’s commands?” Thundercracker asked, puzzled and more than a bit curious.
“Better than the alternative,” Hook replied with a glance at the mech in question before he turned back to the conversation at hand. Thundercracker looked over at Starscream and frowned, filing away the new information to be looked at later in more detail. Things were getting interesting, that was for sure.
“Barricade is dead?” Motorhead meanwhile whispered in disbelief as he looked over at Groundhog, shocked.
“He is...” Starscream confirmed. “Now to update you on what’s going on. We’re still trying to locate where the Autobots have hidden themselves but it’s only a matter of time before- hey! Where are you going?” Starscream shouted as Groundhog turned and began heading back towards the exit of the quarry.
“Where does it look like I’m going?” he called back as Motorhead and Rollerforce quickly turned and caught up with him. “I’m going to look for the boss.”
“WHAT?” Starscream bellowed, outraged. “I told you, he’s dead!”
“I don’t believe you!” Groundhog shouted as he whirled back around. “Until I see his mangled empty shell for myself, I will continue to look for him. He would do the same if it was any one of us.” Rollerforce and Motorhead nodded as they started back up the path to the main road.
“But what about the Autobots? We still haven’t defeated them!” Starscream shouted after them.
“THAT’S YOUR PROBLEM!” Groundhog shouted back as they finally reached topside.
“WHAT?” Starscream roared as he watched them leave, glaring at Misfire when the mech waved goodbye. “They’ll be back…” he muttered as he whirled around and headed back towards the dugout. “They’ll see…”
Hook looked up at where the three mechs had disappeared. “I don’t think so…” he snickered. The other Constructicons all nodded in agreement while the three jets and two enforcers looked on puzzled trying their best to determine just what the slag had happened.
“-So now what?-” Rollerforce asked as they once more got on the road and began heading away from the small quarry and the crazed seeker.
“-We do what we’ve been doing,-” Groundhog replied. “-We keep searching for Barricade until we find him!-”
“-This is going to take some time, isn’t it?-” Motorhead moaned.
Groundhog chuckled. “-Well, at least we know where he’s not…-”
“OH SLAG IT!” The other two mechs slowed as they heard Rollerforce’s shout before they too saw the flashing red and blue lights coming up fast behind them. “I’m beginning to hate this planet!” he bellowed before he took off, the cop car right on his tail.
The other two just laughed as they watched him go, the cop closing fast. As it was, they completely missed the rather large group of assorted vehicles that past them by on the opposite side of the four lane highway; including a mustang patrol car stuck between the yellow camaro and the rather large semi truck, slightly hidden by the black pick up truck. So the three remaining members of the Race Track Patrol continued on, heading for next city in line. Rollerforce just hoped this “Fresno” had a crappy police force that would quite happily leave him alone.
Author’s Note: MUWAHAHAHAHA! You should know by now that I never go right into something! I have to throw you all a curve ball first!
Seriously, did you really think I wouldn’t bring in the RTP? I fell totally in LOVE with their profiles that I had to bring them in! Rollerforce is so awesome! Like Anya said: "he’s the Decepticon answer to Ironhide!" (Snickers) I don’t think I’ve EVER seen any other fiction with Barricade’s team in it. I may be the first person to do so. If you know of such a story with these three however, please let me know. I would LOVE to read it.
Meanwhile I have some pictures of what I imagine the RTP’s alt forms to look like on my live journal under the link “Cover Me: Index” along with the others ^^; It took me how long to get those up? Amazingly, Motorhead was the only one I didn’t have to change. Groundhog was originally a Dodge Shelby Charger, which I don’t think they make anymore and Rollerforce was a (Snickers) off-road DUNE BUGGY! (Bursts out laughing) Also, I know in the profiles “Roller Force” and “Ground Hog” were two word names like “Red Alert” but I got lazy and prefer to squish them together. They flow better that way I think.
Join us tomorrow for chapter Seventy One of Cover Me: On Their Way, which is exactly what it sounds like I promise.
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