Sending a pinged location and a time to meet each other to the Cybertronian stalking either Sam, myself, or most worrying possibility Mikaela, using my ancient non Autobot or Decepticon affiliated lifesignal codex.
A few seconds later the unknown bot accepts the ping but doesn't open a channel of communication.
I drove to a spot near the location that I pinged to the unknown bot, and waited a bit before I drove the rest of the way giving the bot in question time to scout out the location.
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3rd POV
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Bumblebee submits his encounter to Optimus Prime who is currently on the Arch just outside of Sol's solar system researching earth, its various cultures and languages.
Optimus Prime's cooling system overloads as he scans the lifesignal over and over again as his leg struts give out a metal clang echoing in his private quarters while his hands come up and cup his helm.
Coolant slowly leaks from the corners of his eyes as he remembers the Bot that was not only his king…his liege but also his second Sire, the memories of being a young bot learning from the King alongside his once sworn brother D-16 as a paige to the King of Cybertron.
Then the day the King appointed him to the position of Junior Archivist of Iacon so that he could follow his passions before, Primus deemed him the 13th Prime and he took his place as the King's knight.
They weren't all joyous days, as much as his Majesty was a loving Sire he was a firm one and a brutal instructor, but a soft smile appears on Optimus's face in remembrance before the memories that might as well be nightmares that haunt him even to today.
The Quintesson wars after the disappearance of the Primes, the closing off of Cybertron from it's colonies, the slow decay of Cybertron's golden age…the worst of it all was his own betrayal of his adoptive/second Sire.
"Bumblebee, proceed with extreme caution…but withhold hostile intent or actions unless attacked…or you feel that it is a setup." Optimus commands his forward scout there is only a small digital crackling to his voice as he holds out hope that his king has risen from the grave…a grave he helped put him in, under the sway of a shadowy figure from his past that he can't quite remember not even with the Matrix of Leadership's repository of knowledge.
Bumblebee confirms his acceptance of his orders and reminds Optimus of his young years under command of the King.
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3rd POV End
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Back to MC
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'I'm definitely second guessing the decision to leave Mikaela at the school.' I thought as I really didn't know what faction of Bot was so close to the schools.
Finally after a couple hours of waiting for the Bot that has been here just as long as I have to reveal themselves.
The amount of relief that rushed through me when the yellow 1979 Camaro with black racing stripes pulled up beside me.
'It's just, Bumblebee.' I sighed in relief as I transformed into my civilian mode as I tried to make a link with Bee. When the connection clicked, I greeted Bee.
"Hello Young Bot, I go by the designation of Guardian." I greeted Bumblebee and he transformed into robot mode while his optics showed his reluctance he sent me his stats and greeted me.
"Float like a butterfly, sting like a Bee." Bumblebee says while putting special emphasis on Bee signaling his name. "What's kickin Pops?" Bumblebee continued to speak using a recording of some rapper whose name escapes me.
"Your name is Bee?" I asked Bumblebee who nodded his head up and down rapidly.
"It's nice to meet you Bee, has Earth been treating you well?" I asked him while trying to keep my inner fanboy from shinning through.
"Yeah… I good… it's okay… so far," Bee replied through his broken radio voice.
I narrowed my eyes, "Your voice box is injured, raise your helm." I commanded gently and though reluctantly Bumblebee lifted his head into the air and I activated my scanners, scanning the damage.
It was bad…his voice box was wrecked, but I could at least get it working for him again though it'd be a bit rough.
"I believe I can help you regain your voice Bee, please stay still," I asked/ordered, while extending my tentacles out and molding them into his broken voice box, slowly using my nanotechnology and enhanced repair functions, reconnecting/repairing connections and echochambers as much as I could.
I retracted my tentacles back into myself, "That's all I can do for you, a more skilled medical professional should be able to finish the repairs." I informed him and Bumblebee began to try and speak.
"I-I ca-can-sp-speak!" Bumblebee says and his voice is rough and gravely as all hell but it sounded like the voice actor who played Terry McGuinness in Batman Beyond.
"Bee, if you have any relation to Orion Pax, I mean Optimus Prime, tell him that, Monarch, has returned." I said as I transformed into vehicle mode and peeled out leaving tire marks on the pavement.
I transformed back into my car form, engine roaring, and drove home, knowing that a long day was coming…a long day when I am reunited with one of what approaches a son.
A son that buried a sword in my back, and through my Spark chamber.
I returned to the high school feeling desperate for some snuggle time with Mikaela who immediately rushed out to me when I sent her a text that said I need you now.
"Are you okay, honey?" Mikaela asked me as she rubbed my steering wheel and leaned forward pressing her lips against the horn decal.
"I don't know Mikaela…I had a run in with someone who is close to one of the people whose betrayal cut me the deepest besides Quintessa's…and I know it'll mean he will be arriving here soon…I don't know if I could even see him again or how I will react when I do." I murmured softly, my voice crackling with something twinged with anger and pain.
"Is it Orion…the boy who was your adopted son?" Mikaela asked me in a gentle cooing voice but I knew she wasn't asking because she had already figured out it was Optimus.
"I think you'll hurt yourself more if you don't face him…and I'm sure he's suffered for a long time from what you told me of him, but if he hurts my man, I'm going to rip his heart out!" Mikaela continued to coo lightly before her voice turned into a cold hiss.
"I love you, but just rip his spark chamber out…we don't quite have hearts in the same sense humans do." I said to Mikaela honestly before teasing her a little bit as my mood improved greatly just by talking to her.
"Shut up Jerk…" Mikaela muttered with a of fake heat in her voice as bit of giggling is carried through it.