Sting | Bumblebee

Chapter 4: Huge Mess at Chicago

Everything was all messed up. I hope Hound and Drift found Prime already. They must set the other part of this ship away, for the slaves to be awaken, to be free. The Legends became the slaves since Lockdown was created. They were huge, and are dinobots. Prime put all the history in my brain, and my robotic eye quickly scans things and my brain processes it. I knew everything about Megatron being alive. Galvatron was made, and has the memory of Megatron. He was after the Seed, a bomb that can turn a city transfornium. CIA was allied with Lockdown. Damn it, I said it wrong. They were allied to Lockdown. Harold Attinger was hunting the Autobots and Decepticons. KSI locked Brains to decode the dead robots, and together, they made Galvatron out of Megatron. They made Stinger because they think Bumblebee's ugly. Bumblebee's still the original copy!

"When Optimus fought Galvatron, I sensed Megatron's presence! KSI had Megatron's head locked at the basement. Now Galvatron, who is practically Megatron, is after the Seed!" I mumbled to myself. Cade isn't hearing me. "It made sense to me now!"

The robots came, and Cade's plan was to attack them. Shane surrendered. Why would Tessa like this guy? I mean, he is handsome and everything, but please, the brain.

A small ball shot out of the sword. "Is that a gun?"

Cade pulled the bar, the blades shifting away. I grabbed mine, and I'm so stunned. I shot the robots, even the little ones, and made our way out. Cade yelled Tessa's name, and she was yelling back.

"Oh my God, what the hell is that?" I yelled in disgust. Instead of saving it, I shot it like three times. "That's fucking disgusting!"

"I love you, thank you for saving me!" Tessa yelped at Shane's neck. Damn, her father saved her and Shane surrendered his gun then hid. I rolled my eyes, and this is what humans do? I mean, I never done this in my human life. "Thanks, dad."

Crosshairs popped in my head. I sighed, and transformed my robot arm to a bow, and my back turning into a quiver. Cade looked at me. "Where did you get the bows and arrows?"

"Optimus and Ratchet worked on it," I replied, loading an arrow to my bow. "Move." I pulled the string slightly, and shot it at the robot behind us. "Fuck, where's my gun?"

I looked at the hallway, and there's my gun. "Shit!"

I ran, and my forearm loading the sword I was named after. Slicing the robot on the head, it squirted green sauce. "Yuck."

I grabbed the gun, and practically pointed it at the robot who is frozen on his step. "Ren?" he said, unsure. His voice was so familiar.

"Ranch?" I said, unsure, too. I dropped the gun to my side, and started walking away. He was one of the victims that got affected, and he's a Decepticon from now on. I can't talk to him.

"Ren, wait," he called. His loud stomps getting louder and louder. I kept walking away, until the stomping stopped.

"Who was that?" asked Crosshairs. I glared at him, my lens flaring at him. I ignored him for the rest of the adventure, and then some of Lockdown's robots started attacking us.

Bumblebee was nowhere to be found. I don't know where he is. "Bumblebee!" I roared through the halls filled with chasing robotic dogs. A yellow armored robot appeared in front of me. "Bumblebee! Not now!"

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"Prime!" I called after him. "Prime!" I know, I said it two times. "OPTIMUS SENTINAL PRIME! GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW THIS INSTANT!"

A cut stung my human arm with Drift's samurai, which I then tackled him like little kids 'wrestling'.

"Stop that!" yelled Prime. He pulled me off Drift, as he dusted his suit. "Stop acting like kids."