If Only

Chapter 13

"We must use this knowledge to our advantage, to see what the Decepticons are after." Optimus explains. His voice authoritative and serious. He glanced around the room, looking at all his peers.

"It would seem Ravage and Laserbeak are currently in Langly, Virginia. Why there?" Lennox asks, looking to Optimus for an answer.

"That is where the CIA headquarters is located. I have been watching them since this morning and they haven't moved, maybe they are waiting for something?" I added, pointing to the screen.

"I will send a team to survey the situation. This cannot go unquestioned."

He was right. There must be some reason for staying at the location for so long. If they were going, I was going along also, whether they like it or not. Although, I am still not on cue with all of the individual cons' names. I could have fought them before without even realizing it. It would be a mistake on my part, if they recalled my importance and decided to kill me.

"I can go along as well, seeing as I was the one to have located them."

"I cannot allow that, Phoneix. You are to stay here." Optimus states, firmly.

"I would like to see you try getting me go stay, I'm going." Snapping, I crossed my arms. The soldiers stared at me in disbelief my words, Optimus narrowed his eyes and I took a few steps forward to start again with, "I found their signal, and I'm going to find out what's going on. Even if it means I have to go against yours, or anyone's rules."

Sighing, he steps back. "You may go, but, your safety is not a promise."

***

I was overjoyed to leave this dump. I would have snuck along anyway, so it made my job easier. I know I'm perfectly safe, I've fought these Decepticons for some time now. I might not have fought Ravage and Laserbeak, but from my training beforehand, I'm fine.

Sideswipe and a smaller Autobot, designated Wheelie, were chosen to go along on the trip. Wheelie, from what I understand, was once a Decepticon spy, but joined the Autobots upon realizing their destructive ways. Or realizing that he could be stepped on at any moment if they wanted to. Sideswipe nagged to go, saying he was the best choice because of his extensive training in stealth. I don't know how much I believe that.

Something I have decided is taking back my helmet and previous weapons. Carrying around just one of my older guns doesn't cut it. The helmet always protected my identity. I really didn't want those freaks finding out who I was or where I lived. The only way I was recognized was by the head piece, something I could live with.

Driving without end was one thing I could not stand. It was understandable considering robots can't ride plans, but I would prefer to have ridden my motorcycle. Sideswipe is not awful, I will admit, but he's not great either. His constant want to listen to terrible music is what gets me. Rap is not what I would consider art of any kind.

"Stop with the music, its sickening." I begin, shutting off the music once more.

"Oh, and yours is much better?" He retorts.

"Definitely. Anything is better than anything you like."

"The genius has a point, you know." Wheelie laughs, crawling up into the passenger seat.

"Oh, and by the way, Bugatti makes way better cars than what you have."

Feeling the car heat up, he halts to an immediate stop in the highway we had been riding on. "What did you say?"

"I said, Bugatti has way cooler cars than you. Are you deaf?" I mock, smiling.

"Oh yeah, I bet it can't beat up any Decepticons, now can it?"