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By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: -pants- -heave- -wheeze- just let... -huff- catch my breath... ... Okay, I know already that a LOT of people may not agree with this chapter and will be wondering what in the world I am thinking. All I can say is that I will be explaining everything as we go along so please keep an open mind! Hopefully it will make sense later on! Just please remember that we haven't even reached the halfway point of the story yet! Still a long way to go!
Chapter Eighty-Six: Frenzy’s Alter-Ego
The door to Sam’s old room slowly squeaked open and a shadow peeked out into the hallway. With a quick glance to ensure the coast was clear, the small silver mech quickly pulled back and looked down at the other occupant in the room who was held firmly in his grasp. “Which room is yours human?” he hissed. Miles just stared up at him with wide fearful eyes before he finally managed to point with a shaking finger.
The mech nodded and quickly pulled Miles along out into the hallway and down a few doors to the indicated room. It actually took a bit longer than it should have since Miles seemed to have a hard time walking. Miles knees felt almost as if they were made of jelly as he was tugged by the silver mech down the hall. His entire body was shaking and there seemed to be a thousand thoughts running through his head in those thirty or so seconds it took to change rooms.
He had no idea who it was that had been in Sam’s old room when he had approached the still broken window that no one seemed to had gotten around to replacing yet but when he had saw his dad, he thought nothing of it. It wasn’t until he saw the small silver mech that had been the whole reason for the hasty trip to Utah that he actually slowed down in passing the window. Both Sam and Mikaela had told him about the small mech so he knew some of the story but when they had returned from out of state with the horror stories of what they had seen in Dr. Burgen's lab, Miles had actually felt a bit sorry for the mech.
If everything that he had been told was true, then Frenzy had just been following orders in regards to what had happened with the All Spark before he then was captured and tortured by an evil group of scientists. The whole thing was almost like one of the bizarre sci-fi film that Miles always watched. However, this was actually reality and there really were bad guys out there like Dr. Burgen and Sector Thirteen and they really had experimented on Frenzy and his friends when in truth, the mechs really hadn’t done anything to them. If you were to hear it from Sam and ‘Bee, it was Megatron who had initiated the whole war, not Frenzy. It just wasn’t fair in Miles opinion.
He had just been about to fully pass the window however when he heard voices again in the tiny room. He wasn’t really paying that much attention to it but when he heard Frenzy’s broken voice stuttering over a certain word, it seemed as if it had kick started his brain and he had shouted the word out loud unintentionally. It was even more shocking when he saw that Frenzy was the only one in the room. Then the mech had instantly lunged forward and dragged him into the room before quickly hauling him to the door. Then, as if the situation wasn't surprising enough, it was the second voice that had asked him where his room was so they could get away from the open window, but it was coming from Frenzy!
‘Just what the heck is going on?’ Miles wondered as he was dragged down the hall. ‘Is this really Megatron? How is that even possible?’ Then another thought occurred to Miles. ‘Is he going to kill me?’
All of this and more went through Miles head as Frenzy, or was it Megatron, pulled him into the other room and quickly kicked the door shut. “Okay human, what did you hear?” the mech demanded with the deep voice.
‘Megatron. That has to be Megatron.’
The dark red optics narrowed slightly and the mech gave him a bit of a shake. “I asked you a question,” Megatron said again. Miles just stared up at him with wide, frightened eyes as the mech snarled slightly under his breathe. Megatron growled a bit before he realized that the reason that the human had yet to say anything was because he still had a hand clamped over the boy’s mouth. The mech “blinked” in surprise. “Well?” he said as he dropped his hands.
Miles was instantly across the room the second he felt himself being released. Unfortunately however the small mech was standing in front of the door so when Miles had darted away, he had quickly and efficiently trapped himself. Miles stared at the small mech with wide, frightened eyes and he was surprised when the mech held up his hands to show no threat. “What do you want?” Miles finally managed to get out.
The mech sighed as he pulled out Miles' chair and sat down in it. “Well, first I need to know how much you heard.”
Miles blinked, his mind whirling a mile a minute before he decided to try and play it cool, like Sam did. “Not much…” he began slowly. “Just something about Megatron and that he was the leader of the Decepticons.”
The mech leveled a look at him. “Really?” he drawled.
Miles caved rather quickly. “I heard two voices even though the only one I saw in the room was you,” he confessed, his shoulders slumping. “Then I heard um… Frenzy I suppose, saying your, um, Megatron’s name.”
“In other words, he k-k-knows,” the lighter voice came back, which had to be Frenzy.
“Mmm…” Megatron hummed.
Miles boggled at the sight of one mech supporting two voices. “This is very confusing,” he muttered. Unfortunately it seemed to be the wrong thing to do as the mech turned and just stared at him. Miles cringed again and tried to hide himself against the wall. “What are you going to do with me?” he finally demanded in a quavering voice.
“Do?” the mech tilted his head. There was a deep sigh. “There is nothing to do at this point. Our fate is entirely in your hands.”
“Huh?” Miles stared at the mech. “But, but you’re Megatron, right? I mean… you were the bad guy. Aren’t you going to kill me or something?”
The mech stared at Miles in surprise for a long moment before he let out a rather heavy sigh. “You would think that, wouldn’t you,” he muttered despondently.
“Huh?” Miles blinked in surprise. “You mean you’re not?”
The mech quirked a rather sardonic grin; “No, I’m not.”
Now Miles was really confused. “But aren’t you Megatron?” he demanded, becoming borderline hysterical. “The Decepticon’s ruthless leader who was going to kill us all?”
The mech cringed. “Yes, well…er…”
“He’s fi-fix-fixed!” Frenzy’s voice suddenly chirped.
There was another sigh from Megatron while Miles just gawked. “Fixed?”
Frenzy nodded emphatically before one of his hands reached up and abruptly halted the movement. “Please, you’re making me dizzy,” Megatron muttered.
“Oo-oo-oops.”
Miles frowned as he tried to figure out what the smaller mech had meant when he said he was “fixed”. How could he be “fixed” when he had been dead? Oh wait... Jazz had been dead too and now he was back, but that still didn't explain Megatron. Sam was the one who called Jazz back, wasn't he? Why would Sam call back Megatron? And then there was another question. “Um… What are you doing in the same body as Frenzy?” Miles asked hesitantly.
The body turned and the eyes stared at him in surprise for a moment before the head shook and Megatron took the forefront once again. “Accident,” was all the mech growled and Miles tilted his head confused.
“Oh…" he blinked, not really understanding.
Megatron sighed once again. "I got sent back but it was too early," Megatron began.
"Ohhh!" Miles nodded, as he suddenly seemed to comprehend. “Did Primus send you back to the wrong body?”
“Something like that…” the mech growled. “You could also say he was the one who ‘fixed’ me.”
“Oh,” Miles nodded in understanding as he thought it over. His eyes suddenly narrowed and he shot the mech a wary look. “But how do I know you’re not tricking me?” he demanded.
“Oh for the…” Megatron groaned and there was a broken chuckle.
“He-he-he’s got a p-p-point,” Frenzy snickered.
“You stay out of this,” Megatron growled.
“Kinda hard to d-d-do,” the light voice answered back promptly. Megatron just groaned.
Miles listened to the exchange a little amused at the situation before he went serious once more. “I mean it. How do I know you didn’t come back to seek revenge on Sam and the Autobots?” he demanded.
The mech turned to him. “You’ll just have to trust me,” he said softly and Miles frowned.
“From what I heard, that seems to always be a person’s- mechs first mistake,” Miles said warily.
Megatron released a heavy sigh. “Stupid otherworlder,” he muttered and Miles frown deepened at the jibe but Megatron didn’t seem to be talking to him. “Look,” Megatron turned back to him. “You’re just going to have to trust me for now.”
“And why should I?” Miles demanded, mustering up his courage to glare at the small silver mech that he knew could quite easily tear him apart. “I should get the Autobots and tell them what you’re up too! Sneaking around in Frenzy’s body like that! You are up to something, aren’t you? I should go get Optimus to step on you or something!”
“No!” Two voices shouted desperately and Miles reared back in surprise at the desperation in both voices.
“Wait! Please! There is an explanation!”
Miles raised an eyebrow. “There’s an explanation as to why you haven’t told the others about your presence?”
“Well th-th-think about it!” Frenzy chirped. “They f-f-f-freaked at Soundwave! Wanted to blow him up!”
Megatron made a sound of agreement as he once more took control. “Exactly. They, like yourself, will think the worst of me the second they find out I’m back!” Megatron sighed and Miles' eyes widened as the mech slumped in defeat. "If they find out about me coming back, while I'm still like this then who knows what they may do."
Frenzy nodded emphatically again and Miles couldn't help but smirk when he heard Megatron's groan. "They may be the 'good' guys but I was their most hated adversary. They see the war as completely my fault and want me Off-Lined permanently."
Miles frowned as he thought this over. "But, you were the one who started the war," he said. "Even Barricade said so."
Megatron remained silent for a long, long time before he let out a small, sad sigh. "Let's just say that I caught a ‘virus’ and went a little around the bend."
Miles gaped, completely and utterly shocked at the words he was hearing. "You mean that the war wasn't something you started because you wanted to rule the world, but because some virus made you loopy?" he nearly shouted in disbelief.
Megatron winced at the boy’s tone. "You could say that..." he muttered.
"Primus," Miles whispered as he finally moved away from the wall and sank down on his bed. "So... that's what Frenzy meant when he said you had been 'fixed'."
The rapid head nodding was back again. "Primus fi-fi-fixed him! No more virus!"
Miles sat there staring at the mech for a long, long moment. "I can't believe it..." he muttered as he stared vacantly ahead of him, deep in thought as he ran and re-ran the explanation he was given through his head. "It makes sense."
Both Megatron and Frenzy gawked at him in complete surprise. "It does?" Megatron said in disbelief.
"Well of course it does," Miles nodded slowly. "If there's one thing I learn from all those movies I watch, is that the bad guy is never what he seems nor is he ever really the one you though." Megatron and Frenzy just stared at him. "Or I'm just watching too many TV shows," Miles sighed. "The point is... and I can't seem to understand why, lord knows I'm not really the one involved in all of this, but my gut instinct is that I should believe you."
"You do?" Megatron gaped.
"He does?" Frenzy chirped.
"Apparently I do," Miles sighed. Silence descended in the room before Miles spoke up again. “It makes sense. From what Sam’s told me about what he’s learned about you from everyone, you started the war suddenly and with no warning. Like you had changed overnight. A virus makes sense. According to the Autobots, one day you were their High Lord Protector and all that title entails and the next, you were some cutthroat tyrant destroying the main city… tiger something.”
Megatron cringed again. “Tyger Pax,” he said miserably. “It was not one of my prouder moments.”
Miles stared at the slumped mech sadly. “So what are you going to do now?” he asked.
Megatron, it seemed, hadn't thought that far ahead. "I don't know."
"But you can't go around hiding inside of Frenzy!" Miles insisted with a frown. "I mean, don't you want your own body? You can't tell me you're happy stuck together like that. And someone is going to find out about it! Someone with a little more weight around here, like Sam." Miles eyes widened. "That's it!" he cried triumphantly. Megatron and Frenzy gawked as the boy jumped to his feet to stand on the bed's mattress. "Sam's the human liaison of the Cybertrons, right?"
"Um... If you say so..." Megatron muttered. "Sam is...?"
"Ladiesman217," Frenzy answered him with a small chuckle.
"Ah."
Miles rolled his eyes as the two began speaking without him again. "Don't you see? We just get Sam to plead your case!"
"WHAT?" Megatron bellowed, whirling around to stare at the boy. "Are you-? How could you-? Your crazier than Frenzy!" he finally got out.
"Hey!"
"What makes you think that the boy is going to help me?" Megatron continued, ignoring Frenzy’s affronted yelp.
"I don't."
The dark red eyes just stared at the human for a stunned moment before there was a sigh and the mech slumped back into the chair he was seated in. "Goodbye my second chance at life," Megatron muttered.
Miles rolled his eyes. "Well think about it. Barricade didn't have any reason to believe that Sam wouldn't just turn him over to the Autobots the second he saw him and Sam and 'Bee and Mikaela kept him hidden away in their garage for three months!"
Megatron managed to school Frenzy's features into a rather skeptical frown. "I think I am a little bit different than Commander Barricade... that and he had a secret trump card even he didn't know he was playing."
Megatron had muttered the last part under his breath and Miles continued on, completely missing the rather scathing comment. "But it's SAM!" he pressed. "Since the fight with you he has this really strong sense of what's right and what's wrong! I'm sure that he'll help you!"
"Excuse me if I don't jump for joy," Megatron muttered as he watched the boy hop up and down.
Miles stopped jumping on the bed from his excitement and his hand went to his hips as he frowned down at the little mech. "You know, this would be a lot more comforting if you actually showed a little bit more enthusiasm here."
Megatron raised his hands rather slowly over his head. "Banzai," he said rather flatly. Miles rolled his eyes.
"Ladiesman217 good squishy!" Frenzy chirped coming back to the forefront. "Help-help-helped me! Hel-elped you to-to-to Meg-Meg-Meg-"
"I'm quite sure that if he knew about me, he would have had second thoughts," Megatron replied scathingly.
“You don’t know that!” Miles argued.
“You are correct human. I don’t know. That’s the whole point.”
“What about-t-t Com-m-mander Soundwave?” Frenzy perked back up.
“That’s right,” Miles said with a frown as he finally dropped back down onto the bed. “What about Soundwave? Or Barricade for that matter?”
Megatron scowled and it looked to Miles as if he was trying to suppress the urge to scream. “I could, but again the situation is complicated.”
“How?” Miles frowned.
“Soundwave, while is one of if not the most loyal member of the Decepticons to me, has to think of not only his own future now but that of his team.”
Miles frowned and shared a look with the lighter ruby optics. “I don’t follow,” he frowned.
“Soundwa-wa-wave would help! He very loyal to Meg-Meg-Meg-”
“Exactly!” Megatron interrupted Frenzy’s stuttering.
“What?” Miles blinked in confusion.
“Think about it,” Megatron said turning back to him. “The war is over in everyone’s mind, save for Starscream from what I heard, but he’s an idiot, so let us move on.” Both Miles and Frenzy snickered. “Soundwave is currently trying to prove himself to the Autobots in hopes of finding the same sort of alliance that Barricade seems to have found here.”
“But, what does that have to do with anything?” Miles frowned.
“Don’t you see? If Soundwave was to help hide my presence, he would be in just as much trouble if not more so than myself,” Megatron explained. Miles still looked blank and Megatron sighed. “I just can’t bring myself to ask that of him. Though it was the… ‘virus’ doing, you were right when you said it was I who started the war and in the process, not only destroyed our home world but any chance we would have of gaining a new one. While I want nothing more than to live, I also cannot ask that they take that risk of speaking to them.”
Miles frowned. “But there’s still Sam…”
Megatron shook his head again. “I’m sorry, but I just cannot risk it.”
“So we’re back to the question, what are you going to do?”
Megatron sighed. “It is clear that I can’t stay here. You are right when you said that someone other than yourself would more than likely find out about me. Frenzy’s spouse already suspects.”
“Spouse?” Miles looked at Frenzy surprised. “You’re Linked?”
Frenzy cocked his head. “You’re sur-sur-surprise?”
“Um… yeah,” Miles blinked. “I can only assume it’s one of your teammates, I mean… well… because…”
“You are living up to the human saying, ‘putting your foot in it’,” Megatron snickered.
Frenzy just grinned when he gained back control. “Rumble,” he confirmed.
“Oh… well congratulations.”
“Thank you.”
“Can we get back to the matter at hand?” Megatron grumbled as he glared at Miles and began drumming Frenzy’s fingers on his knee.
“Sorry,” Miles apologized a bit more subdued.
“As I was saying,” Megatron started again, “Rumble already suspects something so we have to be even more than careful. One thing about Soundwave is he knows his team and he knows when there is something wrong with the harmony of that team.” Megatron sighed as he placed his elbow on the desk and slouched into the palm of his hand. “Unfortunately with his appearance at the lab and that of his team, not to mention the fact that the last thing I could have ever expected was a rescue from the Autobots, things just got complicated.”
“Yeah, life tends to do that,” Miles sighed.
“Indeed,” Megatron smiled a bit before his face fell once more into the rather defeated look he had been wearing so far. “The first thing I thought of was after escaping perhaps just living out my days on your planet hidden away in its dark ally’s and shadows, after finally managing to break free of the human Thirteen, of course.”
Miles blinked. “You mean Dr. Burgen?”
“I don’t care what his name is! He’s even more twisted than I ever was and a hell of a lot meaner!” Megatron snapped.
“How did you get captured anyway?” Miles asked. “I mean, since you and Frenzy are only in one body, I mean… well-”
“Am-am-ambushed me!” Frenzy’s voice bit out, harsher than the high trilling voice it had been before. “When I was in the pro-pro-process of rebo-oo-ooting.”
“But couldn’t you do anything Megatron?”
A shake of the head. “When I first woke up and was conscious, Frenzy was already in the human’s hands.”
Miles let out a huge sigh as he thought everything through. “So since you can’t leave without causing some suspicion, how are you going to hide yourself?”
Megatron actually grinned at this. “With a lot of luck and maybe a little help.”
Miles blinked. “What?”
“Well, they know that the human did something to Frenzy but they don’t know exactly what. We’re going to just play it by audio for now and try and pass off any mistakes we do make as a glitch from when we were experimented on.”
“Well that’s not much of a plan,” Miles frowned at him. “How will that solve anything?”
“It’s not,” Frenzy chirped again, back to his normal self.
“It will work if we are careful,” Megatron pressed.
“I don’t know,” Miles said slowly. “I still think that you should just tell Sam.”
“And have the bug be the one to squash me?” Megatron yelped. “It would be a most undignified defeat and is not how I pictured my end.” Megatron paused. “Though, I could say the same thing about when the human managed to Off Line me with the Cube.”
Miles shook his head. “Yeah, Sam get’s all the fun.” Red optics pinned him and gave him a stunned look of disbelief. “Oh… I mean… well good luck with everything, though I doubt it will work. That Ratchet seems pretty determined to help.”
“Well, that brings us to why you’re presence is now so fortuitous,” Megatron announced with a rather evil grin.
Miles blinked. “What?”
“Well, since you now know all the details, you can help us to blend in and hide.”
Miles just stared. “Are you out of your circuits?” he shouted, jumping off the bed and to his feet. “I hardly know all these mechs! I have nothing to do with them save for I know about them! The only reason I’m even here to begin with was that Sector Thirteen had my house scouted for Sam!” Megatron and Frenzy watched as the boy began pacing the length of the room. “And the only time I really have any interaction with them is when I’m with Sam! Sam has been my best friend since kindergarten! I could never keep a secret from him!”
“Well, except not knowing what a ‘kindergarten’ is, I do understand your predicament and am very sorry to have placed you in such a situation but I have to ask that you please keep our secret. At least for as long as you can.”
Miles frowned as he began pacing again. “I don’t know guys. I know nothing about computers in general and you want me to try and help you camouflage any possible screw ups you have?”
Megatron stared at him before nodding rapidly; clearly Frenzy was back in control. “Meg-Meg-Mega-t-tron all better now but the Auto-Auto-Autobots won’t believe it.”
“I almost don’t believe it,” Miles sighed. “But clearly if Megatron and yourself really are stuck together, then I’ll try and help where I can.”
“That is all that I ask human,” Megatron said with relief lacing his voice. A pause. “Actually, I do have a question.”
Miles shrugged. “Fire away.”
Megatron jumped startled and Frenzy quickly told him, “human ex-ex-expression.”
“Oh…” Megatron still looked unconvinced. “Well, what I would like to ask is, what is your name? I don’t believe you were introduced to Frenzy and you never said.”
Miles burst out laughing. “Sorry,” he snickered. “I’m Miles.”
As he said this, Miles held out his arm and Megatron looked at it dubiously before he finally reached out himself, though he didn’t take the offered hand. “Hello.”
Miles rolled his eyes as he moved and took Frenzy’s hand in his and gave it a firm shake. “I’m still rather dubious about this, Sam can read me like a book and my mom can always tell when I’m lying.”
“We have to tr-tr-try,” Frenzy announced and Miles nodded as he let go of the hand.
“We’ll give it our best shot.”
“Thank you again… Miles.”
Miles smiled. “Hey, I get to keep this from Sam after he kept the Autobots a secret from me for months. This’ll be fun!”
Barricade glanced up from his manga and looked around the hanger instantly on the alert. He glanced up at the loft where Sam was still sitting talking to Mikaela telling her about what Optimus had said about Soundwave’s checkup. The bug himself was settled in the corner speaking with Jazz who still was hiding from Ratchet.
“Do you suddenly get the feeling that everything has just become a hell of a lot more complicated?”
Everyone turned to stare at him. “What are you talking about?” ‘Bee asked with a small frown. “What more could possible happen than already has?”
Barricade shrugged and everyone promptly went back to ignoring him but Barricade could not get back into his book. That damned feeling again that Barricade was really starting to absolutely loath! What the hell could it be this time? Would it be another blow like the attack of Sector Thirteen or would fate be kind to them like it had by returning Frenzy to them?
Barricade knew that there was nothing he could do but wait.
There was a sudden crackle over the loudspeakers no one even knew was in place and Red’s voice came over the airways. “-Attention please, incoming delivery van. All mechs please assume proper form for… what? ... You sure? Well, okay. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, please report to the office. Principle Prowl would like a word with you.-”
Jazz promptly fell over and howled with laughter as Bumblebee and the humans joined him in the merriment. Barricade just grinned as he set his manga aside and went to see what the fuss was about.
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Like I said, I already know that some of you are a bit puzzled over Megatron and again all I can say is please keep an open mind! Everything I do has a purpose! That being said, please join us tomorrow for chapter Eighty Seven- They Gave It Their Best Shot
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