"So..." Sam started as Mikaela was silently crying beside him.

"What did they get you for?" The Australian accented woman named Maggie asked.

"Uh- I bought a car. Turned out to be an alien robot and our friend is a half-alien robot and now is on death row." Sam explained making Maggie's mouth go agape with shock while Glen mouthed wow. "Who knew?"

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Optimus sighed as he held up the glasses that Mel had dropped, "Please. Let this work."

"Fire it up, Optimus." Jazz told him with less spunk than normal.

Optimus nodded and scanned the glasses, "The code... The code on these glasses indicates the All Spark is two hundred and thirty miles from here."

Ratchet looked at him, "I sense the Decepticons are getting ready to mobilize."

Ironhide agreed, "They must know it's here, as well."

"What about Bumblebee? Mel? We can't just leave them to die and become some human experiment! Your sister is going to be killed! Why are you so calm?!" Jazz yelled out in anger.

"They will die in vain if we don't accomplish our mission. Bumblebee and Mell are brave soldiers. This is what he would want." Optimus told them.

"Why are we fighting to save the humans?" Ironhide growled, "They're a primitive and violent race."

"Were we so different? They're a young species. They have much to learn. But I've seen the goodness in them. Freedom is the right of all sentient beings. You all know there's only one way to end this war. We must destroy the Cube. If all else fails, I will unite it with the Spark in my chest."

Ratchet looked at Optimus like he was insane, "That's suicide. The Cube is raw power. It could destroy you both."

"A necessary sacrifice to bring peace to this planet. We cannot let the humans pay for our mistakes... It's been an honor serving with you all. Autobots, roll out!"

Jazz transformed, "We rolling!"

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Lennox saw Keller, "Team attention! Present arms!" Lennox and his team sulluted.

Keller nodded, "At ease. Captain, Sergeant. Got your intel. Excellent work."

"Thank you, sir. What about the gunships?" Lennox asked.

"They're being retrofitted with sabot rounds now. If they hit us again, we'll be ready for them. But, uh, it won't do us much good if we can't get world communications back up."

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Simmons had a sickening smile plastered on his face as he stood by Banachek, "Hey, kid. I think we got off to a bad start, huh? You must be hungry? Do you want a latte? Ho-Ho? Double venti macchiato?"

"Where's my friend and car?" Sam asked with a snarl.

Banachek took this chance and stepped in, "Son, I need you to listen to me very carefully. People can die here. We need to know everything you know. We need to know it now."

"Okay. But first, I want my friend off death row, I'll take my car, my parents. Maybe you should write that down. Oh, and her's and my friend's juvie record. That's got to be gone. Like, forever." Sam demanded.

"Come with me. We'll talk about your car and friend." Banachek waved for them to follow.

They followed behind as Mikaela came up to Sam saying a quiet, "Thank you." Sam nodded as they walked.

"Man's an extortionist," Simmons grumbled.

They walked into the observatory to be greeted with familiar faces, "Lennox! Epps!" Mikaela calls out making them turn and jog over.

"Mikaela? Sam?" Lennox questioned as Epps asked the question nagging at both of them.

"So the question of the day, how's Mel?"

Sam and Mikaela both gulped before Sam sucked in a breath and gave a short answer, "They took her and are going to kill her..."

It took them a moment to process this information, the girl they love is on death row. "what?...she's what?" Lennox asked as him and Epps got an evil glint in their eyes.

Simmons scoffed at their love for what he called, the freak, "All right, here's the situation. You've all had direct contact with the NBEs."

"NBEs?" Keller asked as heavy glares were set on Simmons.

"Non-Biological Extraterrestrials. Try and keep up with the acronyms."

Banachek rolled his eyes, "What you're about to see is totally classified."

S7 Technicians were chatting as they all walked into a room showing Megatron frozen, "Dear God. What is this?" Keller breathed out.

"We think when he made his approach over the north pole, our gravitational field screwed up his telemetry. He crashed on the ice, probably a few thousand years ago. We shipped him here to this facility in 1934." Banachek stated.

"We call him NBE-One," Simmons being all high and pride said.

"Well, sir, I don't mean to correct you on everything you think you know, but- I mean, that's Megatron. He's the leader of the Decepticons," Sam tried to stay calm.

"He's been in cryostasis since 1935. Your great-great-grandfather made one of the greatest discoveries in the history of mankind." Banachek looked exhausted as he explained.

Simmons crossed his arms, "Fact is, you're looking at the source of the modern age. The microchip, lasers, spaceflight, cars, all reverse-engineered by studying him. NBE-One. That's what we call it."

"And you didn't think the United States military might need to know that you're keeping a hostile alien robot frozen in the basement?" Keller asked.

"Until these events, we had no credible threat to national security."

"Well, you got one now."

"So why Earth?" Lennox questioned with a heated glare directed at Simmons.

Sam looked at him with a look saying calm down, "It's the Allspark."

Keller looked at everyone, "Allspark? What is that?"

"Well, yeah, they came here looking for some sort of cube-looking thing. Anyway, mister NBE-One here, a.k.a. Megatron, that's what they call him, who's pretty much the harbinger of death, wants to use the Cube to transform human technology to take over the universe. That's their plan."

Simmons looked done, "And you're sure about that?"

Sam was in awe of how stuck up Simmons was. "Yeah... You guys know where it is, don't you?"

Banachek motioned for them to follow, "Follow me."

"You're about to see our crown jewel." Simmons chuckled.

"Carbon dating puts the Cube here around ten thousand BC. The first Seven didn't find it until 1913. They knew it was alien because of the matching hieroglyphics on the Cube as well as NBE-One. President Hoover had the dam built around it. Four football fields thick with concrete. A perfect way to hide its energy from being detected by anyone or any alien species on the outside."

"Wait, back up. You- you said the dam hides the Cube's energy. What kind exactly?" Maggie asked as they walk into a metal room.

"Good question. Please step inside. They have to lock us in."

Glen looked at the walls, "Oh, wow."

Epps looked at the walls too seeing the long scratches, "What's that? Freddy Krueger done been up in here or something?"

Glen laughed, "Oh, no, man. Freddy Krueger has four blades, man. That's only three. That's Wolverine! Hrr!" He pointed at the wall looking Simmons, "Right? That's Wolverine!"

Simmons looked done with all of them at the moment, "That's very funny. Does anybody have any mechanical devices? BlackBerry? Key alarm? Cell phone?"

"I got a phone." Glen tossed his phone to Simmons who barely caught it.

"Ooh. Nokia's are really nasty. You've got to respect the Japanese. They know the way of the samurai."

"Nokia's from Finland," Maggie whispered with a hint of concern.

"Yes, but he's, you know... a little strange. He's a little strange." Keller whispered.

Simmons cleared her throat, "We're able to take the Cube radiation... and funnel it into that box." He hit a button after setting the phone in the clear box, everyone let out short yelps except Simmons as a bright light hit their eyes.

The Nokia Robot chattered in Cybertronian as it jumped and hit the glass making them all jump a little, "Mean little sucker, huh?" Simmons asked sadistically.

"That thing is freaky!" Maggie jumped a little.

"Kind of like the itty-bitty Energizer Bunny from hell, huh?"

The Nokia Robot transformed its hands into guns, "Wha-" The Nokia Robot started shooting the box.

Simmons' eyes widened before going back to normal, "Oh... He's breaking the box." Simmons pushed the button again before anyone knew what happened, the Nokia Robot laying there dead.

With Mel

Mel woke up in a glass chamber, her hands above her head by a chain lifting her off the floor. She looked up to see Bumblebee strapped to a metal table being frozen, "Hello?" Mel choked out, her voice coming out hoarse and stranded from lack of water.

"Ah, the freak is awake," One of the agents said as he banged his fist on the glass twice scaring Mel from the noise. "Yeah? That scare you Tecno-freak?" He looked Mel up and down with a seductive eye, "You're a cute one, shame you're going to die...I wonder if they would let me alone in a room with you, hmm?"

"You're sick," Mel scoffed with disgust lacing her voice making the mans face twist into annoyance.

The man turned to a person dressed in scrubs, "Get the tools," the person nodded and walked off to get the 'Tools.'

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S7 agents were heard running and shouting outside as the lights flickered, "Go! Go! Go! Move!"

Keller looked frightened for a moment, "Gentlemen, they know the Cube is here."

Banachek turned on his radio, "Banachek. What's going on?"

One of the S7 Technician responded, "Well, the NBE-One hangar has lost power-"

"What!"

"-and the backup generator is just not gonna cut it."

Lennox stepped forward, "Do you have an arms room?"

Banachek nodded, "Get everyone to the NBE-One chamber now!"

Lennox nodded before they all were running down the hall, "Move it! Move it! Let's go!"

"They're popping our generators!" Banachek yelled.

They all ran into the room, "Forty millimeter sabot rounds on that table!" Simmons pointed at the table.

Lennox grabbed it, "That's good. Get all the ammo you got. Everything you can carry. Bring it."

Sam went over to Simmons, "You got to take me to my car. You have to take me to my car. He's gonna know what to do with the Cube. You've probably already taken my friend away, please just take me to my car," he begged.

"Your car? It's confiscated." Simmons told him, insensitive to the fact that Mel could be dead.

"Then unconfiscate it."

"We do not know what will happen if we let it near this thing!"

"You don't know-"

"Maybe you know, but I don't know."

"You just wanna sit here and wait and see what happens?"

"I have people's lives at stake here, young man," Simmons told Sam before Lennox, finally having enough, slammed Simmons into the hood of a car.

"You killed Mel! Take him to his car! Before I kill you from what you have done, you insensitive sorry excuse for a man!" Lennox yelled at him while having his gun pressed against Simmons' chest.

"Wha-" Simmons breathed out.

"Whoa!" Agents and soldiers all pulled out their guns and pointed them.

"Drop it," Lennox growled.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Bananchek called out.

Simmons looked frightened as he put his hands up in defense, "Drop your weapon, soldier. There's an alien war going on and you're gonna shoot me?"

"You know, we didn't ask to be here. Mel didn't ask to die, she didn't ask for this!" Lennox yelled getting nods, especially from Epps.

"I'm ordering you under S7 executive jurisdiction."

"S7 doesn't exist." Epps stepped forward.

Lennox nodded, "Right. And we don't take orders from people that don't exist, especially if they killed someone we care about."

"I'm gonna count to five." Simmons threatened.

"Well, I'm gonna count to three. Mm?"

Keller leaned over, "Simmons?"

"Yes, sir?"

"I'd do what he says. Losing's really not an option for these guys."

Simmons sighed and put his hands up, "All right. Okay. Hey, you want to lay the fate of the world on the kid's Camaro? That's cool."

Everyone ran down the halls and into a giant room where they were welcomed to the sight of Bumblebee lying on a huge metal table letting out pained electronic moaning while in a glass tube hanging by her arms was Mel, still breathing, but obviously tortured.

"Mel!" Lennox and Epps yelled in unison as they ran over to her. Epps slipped his arms under Mel while Lennox unchained her making her fall limp in Epps' arms barely breathing.

"Stand by, stand by!" S7 agents called out as Sam ran over.

"No, no! Stop! You got to stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!" Sam yelled with fear.

"No, no, stop, stop, stop!" Banachek ordered before pointing at Mel, "and get her medical help!"

Epps was kneeling on the ground next to Lennox, Mel still in his arms. Lennox and Epps each held one of her hands. Lennox was applying pressure to Mel's side which was bleeding profusely as medical officers ran over to fix her up.

"Mel-!" Bee played through the radio concerned as he looked over at her.

"Listen to me. The Cube is here and the Decepticons are coming and Mel is going to be fine." Sam explained to Bee. Bee let out electric growls as he glared at the agents who inflicted so much pain on him and Mel. "No, no, don't worry about them. They're okay. Right? They're not gonna hurt you." Sam put his hand out in front of the others, "Just back up a little bit. He's friendly. He's fine. Okay, come on. Put the guns down. They're not gonna hurt you."

"Mel come on, wake up," Lennox whispered as tears pricked at his eyes. thoughts were running through his mind a million miles an hour. What if he never confessed his love for her. Lennox started thinking of things he could have done differently like actually being there that week but no, he could have taken the early plane home but decided not to.

"Come on Mellon," Epps' whispered letting his tears fall freely in streams down his face. He and Lennox were close upon close with her, especially in childhood. He didn't want her to die, she was his world, even if she was alien. Sam had filled them in on what he knew, but it only made them love her more.

Mel woke up with a jolt, she lurched forward, sucking in a deep breath before the boys pulled her into a hug letting out their tears freely as they clung to her. "I heal fast remember?" Mel choked out a laugh, "Don't we have a war to fight?"

"Not you!" Lennox and Epps both pointed at her looking at her like she grew 3 heads.

Bumblebee let out another growl, Sam looked back up at him, "Here, come with me. I'm gonna take you to the All Spark."

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Bumblebee looked in awe at the cube, "Ah, okay, here we go. He doing something. He doing something." Epps said as he looked in awe while holding Mel in arms bridal style.

"That's part of my family," Mel told to no one in particular but made Lennox and Epps smile, happy she know nows her family.

Everyone was in shock as they watched the cube shrink to the size to which a human could hold, Bumblebee tossed it in the air and caught it. "Message from Starfleet, Captain. Let's get to it."

Lennox nodded, "He's right. We stay here, we're screwed with Megatron in the other hangar. Mission City is twenty-two miles away. We're gonna sneak that Cube out of here and we're gonna hide it somewhere in the city."

"Good! Right!" Keller agreed.

"But we cannot make a stand without the Air Force."

"This place must have some kind of radio link!"

Simmons jumped up, "Yes!"

Keller looked towards Simmons, "Shortwave, CB!"

"Right! Yes!"

"Sir, you got to figure out some way to get a word out to them. Let's move!" Lennox ordered.

"In the alien archive, sir!" Simmons yelled.

Keller gave him a crazed look, "The alien archive-"

Simmons waved him off, "There's an old army radio console."

"Will it work?"

Simmons threw his hands up, "I don't k- Anything's possible! Did you see that? Poof!"

Lennox rolled his eyes, "All right, Sam, get it in the car! Mister Secretary! Get our birds in the air. When we get to the city, we're gonna find a radio, and I'll have Epps vector them in, okay?"

"Affirmative!" Keller told him.

"Epps put me down, I'm going with Sam. I'll stay safe." Mel told him.

"Mel we lost you once, we won't let it happen again," Epps told her with a stern eye followed by a nod from Lennox.

"You're not going to lose me, I will be fine," Mel assured them.

"Fine, but when we get there you stay by us," Lennox pointed at her.

"Deal," Mel smirked before being set down. She jogged over to Bee and hopped in the back seat as her army boys watched with conflicted feelings. They were feeling love and protection towards Mel, hate and anger towards S7, and at least a billion others.