January 2055

             It feels as if a year had passed not just a month. I’ve learned more about Sari than expected and a bit of what Prowl’s armor had been before he had ever been offlined by the allspark, when it was being rebuilt. The square box traveling around the base wasn’t seen at all, assuming the thing has already escaped the base and is having a really hard time getting back where it belongs. Which reminds me; those traveling stones from somewhere that move because of water.

            “So how did destroying the old school go?” Sari’s unexpected voice catches me off-guard.

            I turn at her direction. “What old school?” I didn’t remember anything about destroying an old school.  Sari’s probably confusing it with another building instead ; I just went out  with Prowl  on patrol to make sure there isn’t Allspark Fragments still laying around or humans getting some weapons to defend themselves.

            Her pigtails vibrated and the two red crystals sticking from her hair buzzed.

            “Oh, I’ve been mistaken.” She said, laughing it off. “Thought it was the day Prowl and Bulkhead went out to destroy the old school.”

            “Did they…succeed?” I ask, unable to resit myself from asking.

            Sari frowns.

            “Team HYBRID stopped them.” She folded her arm.  Her pet,Sparkplug,  took it’s dear time to bark at me. “Sparkplug,stop barking at him. He’s not an intruder.” She scolded the mechanical animal who did an unusual whining sound I could not comprehend.

            I have heard about these superheroes.

            Maybe they are the same people I had seen hiding behind the vehicle…

            “I’m used to it by now.” I turn towards  the large counter seeing a light brown package seated on the top. Climbing.   “Some Autobot forgot something, probably Ratchet.” I didn’t have to look at Sari and see her surprised face when I climbed up onto the counter.

            Time to see what is inside this gigantic package;

            “Adam, you shouldn’t put your nose in where it does NOT belong!” Sari sqeaked, she’s more of a prankster despite the freedom she has to do what she wants like causing mayhem to the surviving humans. Breaking  repairing buildings into smithereens or crumbles of nothing.

             I had to stick out my neck. What’s the use being a wannabe Autobot if you don’t show some interest?

            “Gigantic lemonade cases….really?” I stick my head out of the box ripping it wide open completely. It has the title of lemonade looking purple in the container similar to what Ratchet made during December for Oil Nog,…Well that was actually some cruel experimented on Oil. I know this, not everyone in the base does know. Who wants to know why they had some unknown side affects that made them act out of character and do a few  

            Sari got on to the table.

            “What’s a big glass of lemonade doing here?” Sari asks.

            “Somebody might have a bad idea leaving it here…” I mutter,

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            Bulkhead  and a few other Autobots came into the room. “Finally the Oil has arrived.” He said, taking out a few big gigantic cups from his back compartment. Did he really call lemonade ‘Oil’? The other Autobots sat around mostly complaining about their day and how inconvenient Bulkhead had somehow gotten this into their highly secured base where no human dared coming in.

            Sari got a drink from it as well, well….so did I.

            “I’m not having a drink from that.”  Prowl stood y the hallway entrance.

            “It’s the best thing we’ve had in Stellar Cycles on this dirty planet.” Optimus said, taking another drink from the cup.

            Prowl’s shell looked as if it couldn’t hold him any much longer.

            “Agreed.” Rachet chimes in. “Have a drink Prowl.”

            Prowl turns away. “I’ll be searching for my own shell, when you all are having a hangover.” His arms were like pieces of crack that started falling apart one by one demonstrating this shell couldn’t be useful for the next spark.    I haven’t seen a shell break-apart that easily…so it’s my first. Once the metal and screws had collapsed onto the floor, there was only a large spark floating above the useless armor. My hands may have been shaking when drinking from the cup, as Ratchet said to me; Sparks are not audible and cannot make interaction unless they have possessed a body.

            Autobots have hang overs? I wasn’t aware of that.

            “Autobots don’t get drunk!” Ratchet shot back,sounding similar to what Bumblebee had told me… Autobots don’t fly.

            Elita, Optimus, Bulkhead, and Sari laugh as the big energy ball left.

            “Monkeys can get drunk.” I add, getting a glare from everyone. “The Big Bang Theory proved it; including monkeys can cry if the human emotion sadness and fear had been recorded or something,” I chuckle. “And they can smoke too!”

            Everyone wore a frown on their faceplates.

            “Humans are so gross when it comes to ‘entertainment’” His cup is almost empty. “Did you see The Conjuring?  It was worse than the summery had said, despite the humans getting rid of the ‘ghost”.”

            This caught me off-guard.

            “Agreed.” Sari nods.

            I held my drink, dumbstruck.

            “…How…The movie…was destroyed!”

            Everyone snickered.

            “Not on the internet.”  So it was pirated and several other media related products maybe the latest generation of Batman, My little pony, and Ben 10 may have something new. Including Digimon ,Pokemon, Bakugan, and Yugioh. I have heard of a few other shows I haven’t taken the time to watch.

            Optimus yawns, putting down his empty drink.

            “Humans are actually right about this drink.”  Optimus yawns again, getting up from his chair.  Since when were humans actually right about things? The end of the world has never happened.   Nor has the extinction of major animals and the zombie disaster, including aliens invading--…Okay…They ARE right about aliens and gigantic robots coming.

            Sari dozed off.

            “This could be the best drink I had in stellar cycles.” Elita sounds tired and exhausted.  

            Optimus left the room leaving his nearly empty drink on the table.

            “Bulkhead…was this meant for sedation?” I look off seeing Bulkhead has left the room as well. I feel tired. If I wake up Sari during her beauty sleep, she’ll start clawing at me!  “…How can a giant leave so quietly?” Ratchet may have said something to me that I couldn’t hear…Ratchet and Elita left shortly after. I ended up sleeping on Bulkhead’s almost crushed chair.

            My eye lids never felt so heavy before

            However when I awoke, there was not an Autobot in sight nor was Sari. Curious to say this is unmistakenly strange, since the base almost and nearly is crazy as a stampede from The Lion King. A little exaggeration but it is completely true since I have seen some rather questionable tactics Ratchet has conducted on men and other Techno-Organics, some have ben forcefully aligned to our side with different Autobots making sure their mission is carried out. Optimus told me when the time has come they will come back. How does that exactly make sense? I mean the “Hey Martha, they are coming for you!”  Quote makes more sense than ever in Zombie movies like the blockbuster World War Z.

            “Sari?’ I look around. “Sari!”

            Sari couldn’t sleep walk

            “Alright this is not funny guys!” I jumped off the chair landing like a superhuman would be capable, like the terminator pose when he first arrived. “Where is everyone?” I saw big cotton toys at every exit with army related attires on them. They are not alive. Toys do not speak except for the toy story franchise and Cars franchise that made up the Plane’s movie. There’s another movie called Wire Static…No…It involved this little thing  similar to WallE live action who messed up three of his fellow clones to act like the three stooges. That was the most hilarious movie I had seen!

            “Neaaah!” The pony-like horse moved its hoof.

            Oh by the name of Uncron, toys can speak!

            “We are giving you one chance to join us.” I turned around to see Team HYBRID.  The man who is speaking looks like a scientist or a professor who made things in college for other people or gave out grades. I know for sure he has black hair and some glasses that were black. “Adam Henderson.”

            I saw Soundwave with them and a girl who had army styled attire, she might be ten or eleven, can’t be really sure.  “Why would I want to join you guys? I sneer. “My name’s not Adam Henderson, anymore. It’s…VirusCarrier to you!” My arms transformed into half battle mode and my fingers are shaped similar to sharp blades; being wide and flat like, still having a definite sharp edge at the tip. “And I am a wannabe Autobot!”

            I charged at them only to be halted by the guy supposedly called Millisec, who knocked me out flat. He almost had an aura around him maybe to prevent his body from feeling the pressure of breaking the speed limit; however it is a light red.  I did some research about the flash character as a kid, before the incident.  It hurt to land flat down on the floor. No, it did, not exaggerating.  Millisec has his foot on my back.

            “Can we hook him up to machine?” I heard this man who had this archer appearance. Guess this guy could be The Amiable Archer.

            “He’s a Techno-Organic, might not work on him.”  The Professor man replied, directing his gaze towards Soundwave. “What do you think?”

            “Suggestion: Tie him up and let the Autobots decide what they should do with him.” Soundwave said. “With the Purple-head.”

            What’s going on with the Autobots?

            “Is anyone worried about the dead Cyber-ninja parts?” The rather large superhero with armor commented, earning a glance from the other Team Members who didn’t think about it.

            Apparently they weren’t worried about what could happen when a free spark is on the loose. People know Virusus can leave their Trojan and into something closeby, right?  Guess what I am about to do. It’s going to be unbelieveable and crazy, because it is.  Maybe in SyFy style gold.  Focus…on…Technological based games.  My entire body becomes numb though I felt myself going through several channels right before something picked my body up.  The channels were shaped in circles one after another similar to a Spy Kids movie where they go into a video game without all the numbers and wording.  Eventually everything became completely dark.

            And then I was in a…virtual North Dakota.

            Easy to tell it’s a virtual game, it looks so modern and the buildings are not destroyed.  Now…where are the Autobots?

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            (No POV briefly)

            Sari awoke in a big container similar to what her father had kept her in for almost all of her life. A chill goes up her back. “I’m not in the broken-useless machine.” Sari mutters to herself, wrapping her arms around her shoulders. Soundwave’s figure came into the room.

            Sari sneers at him.

            “What...did..you…spike the drinks?” She hostiley said, her eyes become vicious looking.

            He threw in a smoke grenade that exploded and filled the container in dark heavy smoke. Soundwave puts in an unconscious body, he knew Sari would have tried to claw at him and get out the container if she hadn’t been distracted. He shuts the door when the container’s air filters cleared everything up.

            Sari coughs.

            “That damn boombox.” She cursed. Her red eyes shifted to the body. She recognized it right away. “Adam?” She shook his shoulder. She frowns. “Boy, you shouldn’t be unconscious in the mist of all this!” Sari looks out to the transparent window-like area of the container seeing their base is quite intact and The Autobots bodies are nowhere in sight.