First Chapter of Future Stories: Part

Med-Bot: Transformers Prime

This story is about a med-bot called Blue-bell. She is a mini-con and is programmed to assist medics. She didn't have the best start in life and has some trust issues. But has a good heart, this is her story through the Transformers Prime series.

Blue-bell's POV

"Do you really think anyone is out here in this solar system?" I ask Wheel-jack as I do infantry.

"You never know Blue-bell" he tells me.

"I just hope it's not cons" I grumble.

"Hey, it'll be ok. I promised you that you'd never me captured by them again" he reminds me.

"I know, I'm just glad Shockwave is gone. He was worse then Knockout when it came to experiments. Besides no cons means I won't have to mend you after battle" I state.

"Oh come on, you love patching me up" he states. I roll my optics as he starts to broadcast a frequency searching for friend or foe. While he does that, let me tell you a bit about myself. My designation it Blue-bell and I am a mini-con. I was made to help the doctors on injuries they can't do with their big servos. But most of us are gone, most were captured by the Decepticons and made slaves or test subjects. I was going to be a test subject until I managed to escape Cybertron during the war.

Several stellar cycles (years) ago I meet up with Wheel-jack. At first I was wary of him. After what happened with the decepticons I had trouble trusting other huge Cybertronians. But he save me from a squad of vechicons and I patched him up. We've been traveling together ever since. He promised to find me a safe place to live. But so far, no luck.

"Unknown vessel, this is Autobot Outpost Omega One. Identify yourself" a commanding voice fills my audio receptors. I look over at Wheel-jack. Guess we've found friend, but the bot could be lying.

"Who is that?" I ask him.

"No idea, let me do the talking" he tells me and I nod my head. "I've had warmer welcomes from Decepticon combat brigade" he tells the person. I roll my optics. That was not a fun day. I nearly off-lined.

"Wheel-jack?" a different voice asks. "You old con crusher! What are you doing all the way out here?" he asks. Must be a wrecker like Wheel-jack.

"Bulkhead? That you? What's with all the security?" Wheel-jack asks him smiling. So that's the famous Bulkhead? Wheel-jack's best mate and former wrecker buddy, before Bulkhead left to join Optimus Prime. Who must of been the first voice I heard.

"The rock we're on is crawling with cons. How soon can you get here and even the odds?" Bulkhead asks him. I triangulated the coordinates of the radio frequency and showed them to Wheel-jack. If we put metal to the pedal, we'd be there in under a solar cycle.

"Sometime tomorrow if I put metal to the pedal" he tells Bulkhead.

"See you soon, buddy. I'll make sure you get a proper welcome" Bulkhead tells him. The line goes dead.

"Can't believe I'm finally going to meet the famous Bulkhead. Do you think he'll like me?" I ask Wheel-jack as I sit on his shoulder.

"He'll love yah Blue-bell" he assures me. "You should get some rest, I'll wake you when we enter the atmosphere" he tells me.

"Ok, but don't push yourself. You need rest also" I remind him. He nods his head. I fly over to my berth and lay down. I slip into recharge.

(Time skip)

I wake to a force knocking me off of my berth. I sit up groaning. "What's going on?" I demand.

"Cons, hold on tight" he tells me. I fly over to the co polite chair and hold on tight. We crash land. "You alright?" he asks me and I nod my helm. "Good, hide and stay hidden. I'll deal with the cons" he tells me. I don't protest, I had no weapons. I hide the energon supply room.