Sparkmate

Changing Sides

"I don't think he's gonna hurt us."

Mikaela's voice rung out through the destruction of the Jetfire's antics. As he tried to take out the wall at the back of the museum with his walking stick? You had to agree with Mikaela, since he didn't attack like all Decepticon did when caught sight of humans.

"I command these doors to open! Fire! I said, fire!" You watch Jetfire hit his hand upon the walking stick a couple of times, before smacking it against the wall causing a huge explosion and a huge hole to form the back of the museum. Your heart sank even more.

We are so dead...

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Both Sam and Simmons began, raising their hands up to their heads in shock.

"Oh, bollocks! Damn these worthless parts."

"Wait a second!" Sam followed behind shortly just as Jetfire stops and started to scratch his arse. You frown and shudder at the sound of metal scraping against metal.

"Itchy, wretched rust in my arse! Ah!"

"Oh, the museum is going to be very angry. Very angry. We gotta catch that plane." Simmons said looking at the huge hole and the fallen planes around the base.

You think?

"Right. I'm on a mission."

Everyone rushed out from the home, waving their hands everywhere to get his attention. "Wait, wait, wait, wait!"

"What do you want?"

Sam took deep breaths. "Look, we just want to talk!"

"I have no time to talk. I'm on a mission. I'm a mercenary doom-bringer. What planet am I on?"

"Earth."

"Earth? Terrible name for a planet. Might as well call it dirt. Planet dirt. Tell me, is that robot civil war still going on? Who's winning?"

"The Decepticons."

Sam replied.

Jetfire spits out some Energon and some bullets from his mouth, much like Optimus did back when he was facing Megatron... "Well, I change sides to the Autobots."

"What do you mean, change sides?"

"It's a choice. It's an intensely personal decision. So much negativity. Who wants to live a life filled with hate?"

You hate to admit it, but you agree with this Decepticon... Or should you call him Deceptibot? It's a wise and bold choice to change sides from your own leader to another. It's like a traitor but an ally in one.

"You mean you don't have to work for those miserable freaking Decepticons?"

"If Decepticons had their way, they'd destroy the whole universe."

"I'm changing sides. I'm changing sides, too, warrior goddess. Who's your little Autobot?"

You watch Wheelie drive past you towards Mikaela and start to do inappropriate things to her leg.

"Aw, you're cute."

You gave Mikaela a look that said it all. Really? That's cute? You honestly find it disgusting.

"Name's Wheelie. Yeah. Yeah. Say my name, say my name."

You had enough and kicked Wheelie away from Mikaela.

"That's enough, bucket of bolts!" You step towards Jetfire. "Look, we need your help."

"I can sense a spark within you... Strange... Are you a spy?"

Is he calling me a Decepticon spy like Alice? "No."

"Then how did you process a spark?"

You sigh. "It's a long story..." You decide to change the subject. "It's important... It's about the war that's about to take place..."

"I have issues of my own, and it started with my mother! My ancestors have been here for centuries. My father, why, he was the wheel! The first wheel. Do you know what he transformed into?"

"No." Simmons replied intrigued to what he might know. Much to your disapproval.

"Nothing! But he did so with honor! Dignity, damn it!" Jetfire falls too slightly, causing his back to creak through the rust.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Oh, bollocks. My boosters are fried. Aww."

"I think we can help each other. You know things I don't know. I know things you don't know, I do."

"I don't think he knows anything. Honestly, I don't." Leo shakes his head while looking up at the old Decepticon. You encourage Sam to continue.

"I could do this all day. It comes in waves, these vivid symbols. They're symbols, but they're in my mind. You see, all this is in my mind and Megatron wants what's in my mind. Him and someone called the Fallen."

Jetfire stops and looks at Sam. "The Fallen? I know him. He left me here to rust. The original Decepticon. He's terrible to work for. It's always apocalypse, chaos, crisis. These transcriptions, they were part of my mission, the Fallen's search. I remember now, for the Dagger's Tip, and-and the key."

Your interest were peaked.

Dagger's Tip?

"Yeah, wait, slow down. The Dagger's Tip? The key? What are you talking about?" Sam asked but Jetfire collected everyone and started to glow.

"No time to explain."

"Wait, wait-" Simmons gasped about to protest.

"Hold on, everybody! Stay still or you'll die!"

The light begins to get stronger. And they vanish into thin air, teleporting somewhere else.