A/n - This is for Veronica because I have decided to take her up on her idea. So, this chapter is wonderfully dedicated to VeronicaD13.
The Way Humans Are
Part 8
Sam was yawning as he marched into computer lab. It was, thankfully, the half way point of the day. He'd rather count by classes than by meal times. It was easier to get through the day. The only thing about his last two periods was that neither Miles nor Mikaela were in his classes, which bummed him out. Especially on a day when Trepid was traipsing the halls in search of Hooligans - aka Sam Witwicky - to pounce on.
He pulled out his computer lab book and opened it to the work pages he'd need today. Then he booted up the computer. A light blue fizz sparked from his finger tips and the computer started to shake.
"Man, what's wrong with it?" another student looked on curiously. Sam didn't reply, he hardly noted that the student had said anything to him. Point in fact, Sam was much more interested/worried about the computer. It suddenly lit up and started talking in a language that Sam didn't understand. It transformed from a computer into a thing with wire legs, the monitor becoming the basis of the torso and a webcam for a head. From the sides of the monitor-like-body, missiles were rolled out.
"Duck and Cover!" Sam yelled and quickly hid under the desk. The Missiles were let lose. A loud "Bang" two seconds later and there was a huge hole where the wall of windows had been. Now, students were screaming, papers were in shreds and wilting to the floor, and people ran out of the class room. From his backpack, a thing with legs and an antennae, with a cassette upon its back, skittered up to him.
"Soundwave, what just happened?" Sam asked.
"You brought the inferior machine to life," Soundwave said as if Sam should have known that fact in the first place.
"What do I do to stop it?" Sam asked.
"It'll listen to you," Soundwave replied.
Sam looked to see what the computer was doing. It was rolling along the floor towards him. It leveled more Missiles at him. He held out his hands.
"Stop and Desist!"
"Computing voice wave…" the computer voice crackled, it sounded like the computers from the b-movies where robots/computers took over the world; "Command valid, standing down…" the robot put its missiles away. Sam sighed.
"Now what do I do? I can't very well tell Petrid that I brought a computer to life, that'd be against National Security," Sam groaned.
"You could always take it with you and make a break for it, figure things out back at home," Soundwave said. Sam nodded it was as good a plan as any. Soundwave and the insect looking thing, that Sam suspected was a cell phone, his cell phone to be exact - skedaddled into his backpack. He picked it up. Grabbed the computer and made a run for it.
Bumblebee was somewhat surprised to see Sam come running towards him; "Don't worry, Bee. There is nothing to worry about, just take me home, okay?" Sam asked as he lobbed the computer-bot into the back seat, and set his pack beside it. Bee revved his engine and took off.
However, he scanned the computer-bot for any threats towards his Charge. There was none, but, Bee did wonder where Sam had found the bot.
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"This isn't good, this isn't good," Sam muttered as he entered his room. He put the computer-bot on his desk and then opened his backpack. The phone-sect ran out with Soundwave on its back.
"How can I bring things to life?" Sam asked.
"I think it has something to do with the AllSpark. After all - you were the closest to it as you killed Megatron. I think some of its powers transferred to you, Mr. Harry Potter!" Soundwave laughed.
"Okay, enough with the HP Jokes!" Sam groaned and sank to the floor.
"Hey, look at it this way, at least you don't have to wear glasses!"
"Soundwave!" Sam cried out indignantly.
"That'd make you more of a loser!" the Phone-sect laughed.
"What? Now you can talk?" Sam blinked.
"I always could, I have the English Language programmed in, so I am so much better than that silly Camaro in the driveway!"
"Hey, be nice about Bee, he's a great bot!" Sam said with a glare.
"Fine, fine," Dial subsided.
"Okay, back to the original problem and no more Harry Potter jokes, its getting old. Anyway, would this have something to do with the Prophecy?" Sam turned back to Soundwave.
"If it did, I wouldn't be able to tell you. I am not a Deceptacon Leader," Soundwave shrugged.
"Could you…become the Leader?" Sam asked.
"Do you know what that entails, Young One?" Soundwave sighed. Sam shook his head. Well, Soundwave had figured the boy asked such inane questions because he wasn't educated in the ways of Autobots nor Deceptacons. He'd have to teach the boy, if things were to turn out right.
"I could, but, its dangerous. It works kind of like Wolf Packs and other animal herds. There is one Alpha Male, everyone in the herd does whatever the Alpha Male wants them to do. In order to become the Leader, I will have to fight Starscream - but - the other Deceptacons will have to accept my will, otherwise, it won't happen and my defeat of Starscream will make us bitter enemies," Soundwave explained.
"I see," Sam muttered.
"But, I do know someone else who would love to put Starscream back in his place," Soundwave said with glee. As if he had been holding this piece of information back to bring Sam into a trap of some sort.
"Barricade?" Sam asked.
"The one and only," Soundwave replied.
"Okay, do I need to talk him into this?"
"Nope, he's gonna do it any time now, all we have to do is wait," Soundwave replied.
"I guess I should bring the computer-bot to Optimus Prime, and tell him…the truth this time,"
"Leave me and Dial here, I have a shield against Autobot scanners, but I don't think Dial does," Soundwave suggested.
"Hey! That's no fair! I want to go!"
"Well you can't, so there!" Soundwave stuck out a bit of tape that looked like a tongue. Sam shook his head and left the two to their bickering.
Bumblebee was glad to see Sam coming out of the house, he had the computer-bot with him. He shoved it into the back once again before climbing into the front seat.
"Bee, I have something to tell you…but…we need to see Optimus as soon as possible, can you take me to the base?" Sam asked.
The rev of the engines was is only reply.
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"Sam, why did you lie to me the first time?" Optimus has waited patiently as Sam explain the situation, of his kidnap, of the Prophecy, whatever that was, and now, the sudden talent of bringing inanimate electronic objects to life.
"I didn't want you guys to go postal, Barricade and Soundwave saved my life and…" Sam looked down at his feet; "Please don't be mad with me,"
"We all make mistakes, I hope you have learned from yours, Sparkling," Optimus said with a gentle voice. Sam nodded his head.
"We'll keep you…new friend here for now," Optimus said.
"Thanks," Sam looked up. The Autobot Leader cocked his head to the side.
"Sam, is there something else you wish to tell me?"
"It seems…that the only reason why Barricade and Soundwave helped me was because I killed Megatron, they think I'm their 'Savior' or something,"
"It makes sense, I too have heard of this prophecy but I don't know what it says. Sam, be careful - if anything else happens, I'll have to have you stay here till the threat is destroyed," Optimus informed him.
"Right," Sam nodded.
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"Ironhide?" Optimus found the other bot behind one of the hangers, scanning the sky.
"Do you need something blown up?" Ironhide asked.
"No, its about Sam,"
"What about the Sparkling?"
"He's the AllSpark Re-Animated," Optimus Prime replied.
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Bumblebee wasn't happy that he had taken Sam to meet Barricade. But, Sam had insisted that he wouldn't be hurt and for Bee to not worry. They met in a back alley of a bowling alley that had long since been abandoned.
Barricade had disposed of the cop car and was now a sleek, black, BMW cruiser. The top was down, and a man with long black hair pulled into a pony tail, dressed in leather with shades, sat in the front seat, smoking a cigarette.
"So, you told Optimus Prime everything?" Barricade asked.
"I had too," Sam replied.
"I know,"
"Don't get upset with him, I told him too," Soundwave hadn't turned into his robot mode, there wasn't enough room and he spent a lot of time as a cassette anyway. Dial was muttering things to himself, Sam couldn't figure out why the phone-bot had such homicidal thoughts.
"Well, we have more than just Starscream to worry about," Barricade replied.
"Why is that?" Sam asked.
"Rat-bat is on his way,"
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TBC
A/N - Ha, it didn't turn out as I had thought. Much different than my original idea. But I like it and I figured this was as good a spot as any. I shall try and focus just a bit on the Autobots and Deceptacons, but I needed to build plot. After all, it can't always be about Sam!