Shattered Glass: See Ch 12

     It’s a doozey to decide how long it could be in this scenario, however, the radar screen being seen in Adam’s eye give us a another way to look at life. One side of the scanner has an image box showing an inactivated robot head resting in rubble while the other area of the ‘scanner eye’ shows brief sizzles in the screen being a light red. The script for Adam’s virus is seen at the left side in Cybertronian symbols, also identifying what is being seen and registering the surroundings. The data at the top right hand corner could be indicating what date, year, and month this is.
“They are incapable of transforming, Beachswiper.”  Sumdac is seen talking to the motorcycle femme, who did not have a satisfied expression on her faceplate by Adam’s body indication in understanding. He pointed at one Sound Drone. “I specifically made the others personality less and kill any intruding people who dare come photograph what’s going on in here.”
Beachswiper groaned, sliding her servos off her face like a human would do when they were sweaty or in a situation they did not want to be in. A memory slide comes down from the screen showing a recording of two men attempt breaking into the base, only to be disintegrated by the Sound Drones. The first man was killed and the other man just ran away ditching his vehicle. At the-kept-secret building that did not have any neighbors around it, serving a perfect area for villains to do what they wanted.  The memory slide ends by Beachswiper clearing her throat.  “Adam, why are you staring at the wall?”
The screen shakes, somehow becoming blurry and dizzy like.
“Sumdac, you do realize how long it’s been since I somehow-lost-all-my-memories.”
“A week?”


“It’s November, Sumdac!” Adam’s voice is heard, sounding anxious to know why he’s seeing this way. “Eighteen days into November and I still have trouble with this…rather new development….and I see in that terminator-eyeview!”
The man with an eyepatch is seen with Beachswiper, while they both were scratching their chins. “Terminator?’ They both cocked their heads, not familiar to the concept of Terminator Salvation. A hand hit the screen and slid down from view. Beachswiper does not have any human remains on her.
“...It’s a long movie series that has been remade only three times; It consists of this robotic dude who looks human but he is actually a robot sent from the future  to protect the villain  as a kid who would be killed by the good guys in the first movie…No that was the second.” He gets blank stares. “No. There’s nothing about Techno-Organics in it. “In the first movie, Terminator gets into a bar with a table-like scanner seen in his perspective and um…He’s um…you um… He doesn't have any clothes on..... Until he gets clothes from this dude.”
They were never-the-less not understanding him.
“Why do Humans make these movies....” Beachswiper asks, confused.
“Entertainment.”  Adam saw Bumblebee coming back with four DVD cases. “I forgot to mention. There are FOUR movies. I’ll show a segment from the first movie.”  The view shows a row of DVD cases lined up by titles and their colors, some looked dark themed and violent. One could wonder how boys like Adam managed to watch movies like those.
He’s wearing big black gloves on both hands seemingly hooked in Adam’s arm wires keeping them in place. To be a little more precise, these gloves guaranteed a shield all over Adam meaning if they touched him they won’t be dead right away as Decepticons would be if touching him. It also meant as long as Adam wore those gloves the Autobots were safe and so was he, for the time. Learning to operate his battle mode served a challenge itself with one hand having long talon-like claws and other being energon-fueled bull horn that blended his gloves into the armor design.
“Hey Sound Drones!”  Adam called out, for a big group of Sound Drones once called Prototypes to stand right there. The boy chuckled. “Become a big screen television set.” He opens the DVD case as they merged together to become wide-flat high quality television set. Sumdac has a stunned expression on his face; he did not expect them to be capable in doing that. Adam held out the case and the DVID disc. “I’ve…tweaked them just a little bit for entertainment. Did you know they have these T-Cogs?”
Adam puts in the disk into the DVD player like ejector.
“And you said those mindless drones couldn’t transform.” Beachswiper indirectly tells Sumdac, folding her arms.
Bumblebee merely went into the other room just so he wouldn’t see the segment.
“I didn’t expect him.”
Sumdac folded his arms while Adam munched on an energon cube as a snack. Not any ordinary cybertronian can figure out how or why an Autobot Virus could create something out of tweaking on things that were mindless in the first. Adam takes out a black remote from his pocket. Earning looks from Beachswiper and Sumdac. The screen is zipped dead on what Adam had described. Sumdac did not expect this coming from Adam.  In a way being shown how Adam now saw through his eyes the revelation intrigued the man.
The clip stopped at the specific scene. Before containing on; it must be noted there is not a parallel tale of what happened to the Psychic Girl in the other universe known as Animated, most likely due to the events that have happened in this universe incapable of being written again, following the other universe. Though it may be seen confusing in what had been seen a tale involving prehistoric animal versions of both factions. Now, we should return to what we had been seeing in the first place through Adam’s eyes.
A sizzle is seen in Adam’s eyes visual; the cybertronian symbols changed unexpectedly changing the tone of his crimson red eye into a very bright red. The brightness dyes down when Adam clenched his tall-overgrown-spikey hair. Almost as if a glitch had occurred.  He heard the Sound Drone’s demerging to become their usual robot mode appearance while one held the disk in their hand.
“Here, mizter Viruz.”  The lightly-accent Sound Drone put the disc into the DVD case and then closed it. “Iz  mizter Viruz okay?”
Sumdac is stunned to short the very short Sound-Drone is developing a personality and a life of its own. He rubbed his eyes three times. Trying to make sure this wasn’t just a figment of his dreams, not even Adam could become this good at tweaking. “…I didn’t…touch anything in their motherboards.” Sumdac’s back is turned to him. “I swear!”
Sumdac scratched his head. He couldn’t believe this is actually happening, the drone sounded  as if it cared about whether or not  Adam’s sick.  Sumdac takes out a scanner from one of his belt pockets and used it on the german speaking Sound Drone. Beachswiper lightly put her servo on Adam’s shoulder almost startling him in a way.

“Lets talk…in private about that eyesight of yours.”
    Adam’s view is seen tilting, following him making a shrugging motion.
“Okay.”

The view follows them outside the building.

“The image scanner…” Beachswiper starts, turning herself towards his direction. “What do you see?”
Adam raised an eyebrow.
      “Do you really want to be freaked out…”
The femme nodded.
“I see a head, in a container,” He saw her disgusted look. “As in a robot head with closed optics and a monitor right in front of it…I’ve been experiencing glitches for the past few weeks. Right after that dude experimented on me things went loco!” He holds up his left hand. “I remember...I couldn’t feel. It was like they strapped off everything, something new was put in. And it was made to make me stare at this…unusual thing.”
Beachswiper has a suspicion of her own easily told by her facial expression through her visor.
“Was he by any chance an ambulance named Ratchet with Prowl?” She asks, watching him become horrified. As he remembered something bad it could be his own undoing if he met Jasmine again, in combat or not in combat. His pupils became largely small.
Adam’s head goes up and down.
“Beachswiper…Elita-1.” He said, believing she may know what the name means for them. “..Sentinel. I heard he was disbanded from the Autobots.” Things were returning fast than anyone could expect. His memory fully opened for Adam permanently in a way it cannot be deleted with his memories. “Now I know why that Decepticon has been stalking me….”
Beachwiper laughs. She is frankly not surprised about the disbanding of Sentinel from the Autobot force. “Why would anyone want to stalk you of all spawning organics?” She asks him, acting very amused.
His head rose up at her direction. “Because I gave Prowl data for her house, and I think here…” His shoes shuffle on the rocky-pebble area ground making what seems the shape of a shoe and the rocks spread out. “Last month. I was seeing mirages…like standing on a ship watching earth with satellites, another with the first prototype standing in front of its small form…”
Beachswiper pats Adams back, following an unusual glitch on his visual screen of his eyes. The head becomes prominently visible to him and scary, despite not being online at all.  It terrorized this boy who has seen zombie movies, horror movies, and several remakes. I don’t…get this scared easily. He yelped, jumping forwards as his entire body turns white as a bed sheet. Adam’s hands were shaking. Instead of hearing what Beachswiper is saying he heard only the broken sound an old television could have created. His shoulders jittered at once.
His  spark-heart was beating fast. Our view shows Beachswiper waving her hand up and down looking as if she is trying to see if he is not in a trance, since those were something nobody wanted to be experiencing. I’m…I’m scared…Really scared. The tab showing the head got a little brighter and the codes he saw were circulating faster. The bar above showing the date and time were acting haywire. He could not think clearly due to his hysteria, which is confirmed by a pop up  spelled out in English having the words “Are you sure you want to  shut down?”  The ‘yes’ button is clicked right away and then the screen turns black. Hopefully solving his problem.