CHAPTER TWO - Bloody Hell

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"Oh bloody hell, you weren't lying," Wilfred said as he walked through the barn door with a laptop in hand. He shut it behind him and stared in awe at the being that sat in his barn. It was a large robot, with black and white scratched paint. It was very broken, to the point where it had to hold some pieces down. Its one working, open optic was a dim blue as it stared the man down, its fascination and curiosity leaking from it.

Rose was there too, standing on the small lift in front of the being. She worked on finding metal sheets big enough to cover the gaping hole in its chest, one that continued to bleed.

"Well get away from it, Rose!" He yelled, making the robot flinch slightly. His voice jumped off of the walls, making her cringe as the small fins on her head closed slightly. He walked toward the robot, dropping the old, thick laptop onto the floor. Rose watched as 'Tuas' shoulders tensed and she brought her hand up, the one that had transformed into that long strange gun before.

"No, no don't!" She held a hand up to both the Robot and the Old man. They both did, looking to the girl and giving the other an occasional look. "I know this is odd, but she's just scared, Gramps!" Her tone held an authority that the Robot recognised immediately.

"But she tried to kill you, Girl! We need to call the coppers!" Wilfred protested, pointing a torch at the Robot, who brought an arm up to cover her only good optic. The light squeezed through her digits, making her wince and It clicked quietly, then gave an animalistic growl. Rose lifted her hand again and looked at the being.

"No, we can't. They might hurt her, or worse. She just doesn't know where she is, she doesn't even know English! Just let me help her. Please, Wilfred." Wilfred gave both of them a sceptical look that darkened in his brown eyes. Her stubbornness was so familiar. But he couldn't give in. This... thing could get up and kill them both with just a flick of its finger.

When Rose saw Wilfred glare, she knew he wouldn't agree. Not unless... "Wouldn't Eunice want to help?" She yelled at him, her arms lowering to her sides. The robot laid back gently as the man's eyes went lighter. He stood there a moment, staring into space, simply thinking. Of course, she had no idea what they were talking about, but she knew that look. Loss. Grief. She had seen it before. Felt it. Did he think that she was going to kill Rose? Tua supposed she couldn't blame her.

She leaned forward again, both of the fleshlings taking a step backwards carefully. She put a servo over her spark, bending her helm slightly. She didn't know if they would understand the gesture but did it anyway. As if she were surrendering, bowing. As Pathetic as she thought it was, she didn't exactly have any other choice.

The man watched this, recognising the gesture. He had seen it when he'd fought in the war, so long ago. He turned back to Rose, watching her hopeful expression. She only wanted to help the being. And it didn't exactly look like it was going anywhere. It even looked hurt when it leaned back again. It could barely move.

"Alright." He muttered quietly, watching Rose smile a bit more. "I'll go fetch the truck." He headed for the door, his steps quickly paced.

"Wait!" Rose yelled out. He stopped, allowing Rose to run down the stairs and attack him with a bear hug.

Tua couldn't hear them, their words were hushed. But she knew they were both important to each other. She hadn't seen such love in so long. She looked down, the weight of the situation suddenly crashing down. She was hurt, badly, on a planet where she couldn't communicate. ECHO was gone, as was her planet and closest friends, with no other signs of Autobot life. The Decepticons could still be alive, leaving her a crippled fugitive. That's if they even cared for some cripple. Well, that's if they were still alive. She could have been the last one. Her species, gone.

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