Transformers - Beyond What Meets The Eye - A 1215 FanFiction

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In a new uniform provided by the military, I walked with Fowler to meet the autobots in their base. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous, but it felt good to take another step forward. The military didn't lock me up and instead was giving me a chance. So, after turning the organization in and giving all the knowledge I had, the next step should be a proper, formal apology to the people I let down the most. The people I had originally hoped to befriend, but was forced to back down from my... useless endeavors of communication.

In the elevator, Fowler filled the silence with talk about how some of the other agents were insisting upon sending me to school in Jasper. I was still young, and I would benefit from a high school degree. A proper one, anyways.

"Would I even be able to register?"

"Of course. Even if there were any complications, we could pull some strings. Home schooled kids move into public schools all the time." Fowler explained.

"I see." I fiddled with my fingers before putting my hands behind my back, "And what of my father tracking me to the school?"

"There's a simple way to avoid that. Change your name in the files, 'miss' picture day every year. Besides, we predict the last place he'll look is Jasper's public school."

"Of course." I muttered in understanding, though suddenly thinking about school was a lot more nerve wracking than meeting the autobots who'd probably rather blast my body to smithereens than accept my late apology.

"Relax your shoulders." Fowler commented, and I glanced at him as he rolled his shoulders, "Be a human, not a soldier. They'll hear you out."

Yeah... I hope so.

The elevator door opened and I took a deep breath, stepping out with Fowler and walking towards the edge of the platform as I exhaled slowly, calming my racing heart and reminding myself what I wanted to say. Fowler had already filled me in on their names and showed me pictures, and Optimus Prime met me at the railing.

He had notified them of my arrival, it seems. Of course he did, though. Showing up uninvited would probably make things worse. I wonder how hard it was for him to convince them to listen to me, let alone have me come in at all?

"Welcome, Agent Fowler, and Alyona."

I met his eyes, he was far bigger than Arachnid, and even though he was thinner, he seemed well versed enough to easily take down even someone as thick and heavy as Bulkhead.

"It's an honor to meet you all." I began, "As you know, my name is Alyona, Alyona Plisetsky, daughter of Silas, the leader of MECH."

"I recognize you." I snapped my head over to the female voice, shocked to see Arcee alive and well, "You were standing beside him. You're his daughter?"

"Yes. I... I made my escape that night. I am so sorry for what conspired. I came here because I wanted to turn the organization in, give what I know to fight for a better cause, to do something good. And I requested to visit all of you, because I know the torment we have caused your kind.

MECH is a foe to both auto bot and decepticon kind." I exclaimed, clearing my throat, "I wanted to apologize to all of you, for the harm MECH has caused. My father uses humans as shields to get what he wants, and he's taken to torturing cybertonians to advance his projects. My grandparents had discovered inklings of your existence prior to his mad research, though. I took on that research and was an encouragement for my father to track you down, and tear you apart from the inside out to fully understand you."

"Your ancestors found proof of our existence before our arrival?" The yellow one, Bumblebee buzzed. His voice sounded strained and popped somewhat in between words, but somehow I could understand him.