If Only

Chapter 26

Clocks spun uncontrollably around my face, yet it felt like time had stopped. It was all a blur, black and white was all I could see. The pain in my arm was gone, all pain was gone and there was a light all around. Looking down at myself, the pain was gone, but the scars weren't.

Looking up, blurry images began to spin in my head. Forming 8 beings in total, towering over me, they forwarded towards my position. They were all Cybertronians, I could see that. Different, however. There was one I recognized, being Yellow and black he was Bumblebee.  The others were still unknown.

I blinked away the blurriness in my eyes once more to say, "You guys look as ugly as the Decepticons do." Chuckling as I did so.

"Are you sure this is the girl we needed?" One began, seeming unsure.

"I am sure." Another answered, straight face while stepping forward once more.

Smiling, he kneeled down. "My name is Alpha Trion, Phoneix Hunter Chaines. It is nice to finally meet you."

Colored slightly purple, with silver and gold, he was the tallest of the group. Looking to be the leader, if I was to guess. Always the ones to use my full name, like Optimus does. The others were all taller than Bumblebee, with long faces. As well as this, they were brown in color and metallic.

"Um Hi?" Waving, I looked up at all of them. "What-what happened?" I stuttered, glancing between all of them, searching for an answer.

Bumblebee frowned, rubbing the back of his neck. While the others looked to Alpha Trion.

This wasn't where I left. I was sure of it. I know I fell asleep on the Decepticon ship, Trypticon: Where was I now? The area was unknown to me, not looking Earthly at all.  Large stones surrounded the area. All red in color, and tall in structure. Taller than the robots even.

"Phoneix, I'm afraid to say your injuries were worse than you might have thought." Alpha Trion added with dismay, while frowning slightly.

"You mean I'm dead?"

"Not entirely, just...slightly!" Bumblebee says, shaking his head.

"No one can be slightly dead, moron. Can you just- get to the point? What's going on exactly?"

"The Autobots have already rescued you, you need not fear." He reassured.

The Autobots and N.E.S.T aren't the brightest bulbs, and if I really am dead, I don't know how they are going to revive me.

"That doesn't mean they know how to save me." I retort, crossing my arms.

"You will see soon enough. Optimus will be sure to explain your gift to you as well."

"Gift?"

"Yes. Passed down from the Primes. You used it while in the hands of the Decepticons." He answered.

Tilting my head to the side, I still didn't quite understand. Leaving it behind, I noticed Bee chuckling in the background. "What are you laughing at?" I asked, putting an arm to my side, unamused.

"You had to fight me!" Pointing at me, he doubled over laughing.

"The evil-controlled version of you. Yes."

"You looked very funny. Good job with the bomb by the way." He compliments.

"From years of fighting Decepticons, I taught myself how to build amazing weapons, I know." Chuckling, I watched as the others all simply watched, amused.

"It would seem it is your time to go, Phoneix. Make sure to tell Optimus I said Hello." Alpha Trion informs, and before I could say anything, they became blurry once more and disappeared.