They are Real

Ch 3: Reunited

Finally I've gotten off my lazy aft and am writing again, hope this chapter is long enough for the long wait I've made you take.

I had a major writers block, I knew what I wanted to happen but I couldn't put it into words.

Until now:

Chapter 3:
Reunited

We all look up.

Ratchet stands there with his servos on his hips, his optics locked on Barricade with a death glare as Barricade glares right back.

I suppose the Decepticon programming hasn't been taken away yet or faded much, seeing as though Barricade was about to kill us.

Wait, Ratchet here meaning this isn't like Transformers: Age Of Extinction and his here meaning-

"Ratch!" Ebony runs over to him, hugging his pede.

Hey! No fair! She's never that excited to see me!

I wanted to ask him where Jackie and the others are but of course my common sense and everything along with it loses and stupidity wins.

"So you didn't get blown apart, shot at and your spark ripped out?! So I fucking cried for nothing at the cinemas!?"

Yep stupidity wins.

He then shifts his glaze to mine, "what?"

"I mean, hi Ratchet! How are you?" My voice turns deadly serious "where's Jackie!"

"Didn't know you missed me that much." I turn around to the familiar voice.

Jackie stands there, not in his holoform but in his real form which looks perfectly fine, aside from a faded paint job and a few scratches here and there, but since when didn't he have any scratches? His a wrecker after all.

When I first saw him, the first thing I wanted to do was to bitch slap him for scaring the shit out of me, then I wanted to kiss him.

Only problem is every cell in my body has stopped working and everything seems to freeze.

Why can't I move?

Everything seems to slowdown, before stopping, the clouds stop moving and everyone stops breathing. What's happening?

But I already know why the world has stopped, it's happened before when I died.

Primus.

Standing in front of me, stands the Cybertronian God, his not as tall as I remember but his smaller, like a human size.

He doesn't say anything for a moment, he looks up to the other Cybertronians as they are frozen and oblivious to his presence.

I sigh, gaining his attention as I face palm and groan loudly. "Why can't you just let me reunite with Jackie and not interrupt this moment?" I ask, glaring slightly at the God who could kill me within a second if he wished so.

I may be seventeen and almost eighteen but I can still be immature and an idiot. But I can also be responsible, if you believe that.

He chuckled, oh yes the bloody chuckling, "I see you can still be immature."

"When I want," I look up to Jackie, "it's been three years, six for him can I please see him or do you have some prophecy about the world ending since that's why most gods visit."

He shakes his head "Its too early to tell."

I cross my arms against my chest "so the world is going to end, yippee, lets jump for joy."