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Shattered Glass: See Ch 16

Deviation Actions

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I hear voices from out of nowhere. A few I recognized from a while back at Washington D.C. ...That…That….Mad-Autobot. He messed up my body control. Now, it comes back to me the pain I went through. That memory wasn’t anywhere in my memory when I had recovered from the big, Virus activation.  The Dead robot from beyond the grave joined in the chatter…Urgh…Zaffle…I saw the crash. Is she offline?
“He had Optimus’s head, unactive.” I hear when waking up. This voice…I think it belongs to Elita-1. “And the remains of the jetpack say he came alone.” No…I came here with Zaffle. I wouldn’t have been here if it was for her…Who’s Zhe? What does he have in common with Cybertronians?
“Had Sumdacs Technology by the looks of it, couldn’t have been online long.” Zaffle didn’t make it… My eyes regained visual, partially; I saw the giant medical-scarred cybertronian turn him towards what remained of a truck-based body and the head being not attached. Everything feels different for some reason…Why?  “Elita, did you put the shard back after the operation?”
“Yes.”
The Allspark shard…It is still in my foot.
“H-h-h-her name wa—a-a-as Zaffle!” I push myself up. “Zaffle was a fully functioning robot, she wasn’t just a machine, she had a spark and mind of her own! If she didn’t come for me...I don’t want to think about that.”
“The thing speaks!” Elita said, acting rudely. She’s taller than Zaffle and Bumblebee, significantly a bit taller than Beachswiper. There’s a visible indent a little bit above her Autobot symbol in the shape of a crystal shard being small but not significant, almost as if she had a different symbol on her neck collar.
I narrowed my eyes at her.
“Don’t play frankienstine on me.” I start. “That is the cheesiest and corny media you can ever use in front of something you hate. I suggest you go do some more vocabulary learning before you speak to me again.”
Her reaction tells we’ll be dark rivals in no time.
“Bull brains!” Elita snaps at me.
Ratchet sighs.
“We can do the insults later, Elita,” Ratchet tells her. “We need his cooperation for resurrecting Optimus.”
I take my shoe off, then my sock, and just a foot with a red crystal sticking out from the top. My shoe and sock are right beside me. “Here take it out.” I raised my foot at Ratchet. “You put it back into my foot, you surely can take out.”
Ratchet has an unpleasant expression on his face.
“Elita, you do it.” He said. “I don’t want to smell stinky barbarian feet.”
…They can smell?
“Cybertronians can smell...SMELL MY FOOT!” I held my foot up at Elita’s direction. She gave me a death glare. “I have a giant female robot right in front of me; do you really want me to be acting all shallow and gloomy instead of helping you guys?” I saw them both share a glance at once. “It’ll help me get over the death of a friend…”
Elita yanks the red shard out from my foot.
“Owwww!” I grabbed my bleeding blood making excruciating pain. “It hurts it hurts it hurts.”
From the corner of my visual, I saw a dog and a girl come into the room…I remember her…This is Sari Sumdac! Generally, she is older and less like a human girl, merely part robot as I am. Wait, she has red eyes as the Autobots. Her spark looks to be red. I do not see any Autobot Symbols on her anywhere, was she simply programmed to be a Decepticon in the first place or something?
“Hello, Adam.” Her voice is evil-like, I just can’t explain how and the manner of how this came into mind but it did. “So, you met Bumblebee. How has he been since getting stuck with Sumdac?”
Bumblebee hates being called ‘Bee’.
“He’s…a little more crabby.” I scratch the back of my neck. “Tries breaking into his control collar. Don’t know what may happen to him and all…” I study her. “How can you recognize me after all this time?”
She laughs, almost uexcuseably laughing at my stupidity.
“I told my dad.” She pets her dog.
Told her dad what?
“Welcome back to the world of the living, Optimus.”  Elita inserted the shard into is body. I saw cracks and wires becoming restored, his entire body glowed a bright red almost like the movie I had seen where the neighbors are horrified by the lights that they can’t see what they doing because of the house next door. It’s really hilarious, what? Sometimes I watch pretty good movies when I need to be given some uplifting entertainment.
Within a flash of light a giant truck Autobot stood in the place where a formerly crippled and headless shell had been. He looks at his hands. He looks around the room. “Did we win or lose this war?” Optimus growls, his optics flashed briefly. “Who’s the human? Did The Auto-girl destroy the decepticons by her bomb-ha—“ He stopped when seeing Elita. There’s something between these two and I quite can’t figure it out. “Ratchet, explain all of this!”
“We lost…” Ratchet quietly starts. “She ‘sacraficed’ herself  to stop our time bomb.” He looks towards the three of us. “You two get out of here. There’s more to this you shouldn’t even know.”
Sari did a fake cough.
“Henderson boy, you and me, outside.” She strolled out of the room while I hopped off the table holding my shoes and sock.  The injury to my foot is painful. Might take a while for me to stop noticing the pain and get caught up in a whole bunch of thing.  Elita-1 left the room as well.

Once we were out of the room, I turned around and look at her direction.
“Sari, what did you tell your dad?” I demand to know. “I mean, it’s been like  five or four years since I had seen you. You look different. I, on the other hand, just look completely different.”
Sari snickers. Her ‘pet’ is the same one I had seen hours ago.
“Your dad told Ivy U. Autospring about my existence, who then, was our ticket to getting free. My dad could have killed Auto, but, she was with the Underwoods as a child and didn’t have any malfunctioning machines around at the time.” Sari reveals to me. “She could have called social services getting me out of his terrible care therefor preventing me from upgrading and the Autobots arriving.”
My dad…did…what?
“…..Are you saying….my dad made a deal to protect mom and My little sister, but, sold me out because I am a Techno-Organic?” I saw Sari nodded. I put on my sock,and then my shoe trembling. My family did this because of all that? Way to go, Dad. My Dad is the worst parent in the entire universe, selling out his son. Just like that. I feel like a load of dog turd. The ‘pet’ raised up its head at me. “You ugly mutt stay away from me, don’t ever come to me.”

I ran out the base.

I hide behind a boulder, sobbing. “My parents really didn’t care about me...” That’s all I could mainly say. It was like being stabbed at the back by somebody who though you could trust, and ask for advice knowing their relationship with you. It hurts me. It really hurts. “…Za-z-z-zzaffle. I’m sorry for brining you into this. I hate what I’ve done. I hate what I have become!” I see my hands glowing some square boxes as my eyes are blurred by tears. “So many dead….just because of me…” My hands went down, while sniffling.

“Your time is now, Henderson!”

I hear the whiz of an energized sword.

Prowl’s energon sword.

No, scratch that.

Jasmine’s Energon sword.

CLASH

I dodged the attack, ripping off the gloves. I didn’t need them anymore. I do not need help with this power if it may kill me by touching myself then help me god, this power will be used in the name of evil, to those who try hurting or killing me. I quickly became my battle mode with that battle mask having a red-one eyed shaped visior similar to a bot I had seen in my vision. Jamine’s rich light blue optics were the next thing I had seen, followed by the race-car vehicle transforming.

“Jasmine, don’t be reckless!”
It clicked in my head, they were partners. He is her mentor or more else, a teacher to her.
“I don’t care, Shadowstrike!” Her armor is big enough some larger warrior could have taken her place. She looks mostly like a ninja-warrior having a lot of armor and robotic qualities, as exposed by her red energon pig-tail sticking out form her helmet. She is one determined Decepticon, that’s for sure. She has a symbol!
“You do not want to be facing me, Flagster.” I growl, my bull-horned shaped weapon sizzle electricity.  “Everyone I have interacted and befriended, they are dead. Do you want to join them?”
Her optics is like daggers.
“I want you to pay!” She growls, her voice is higher and became deeper. Jasmine stabbed her blade into my left shoulder-armor effectively making it useless for the other arm, so, my bull-horned shaped weapon generated some electrical cloud that dispersed a huge powerful blast.
Jasmine’s body hit the concrete.
SI-ZIZ-zizzle
My shoulder felt good as new.
“Jasmine!”  The Robot about Beachswiper’s height yells, he turns himself towards me. He seems shaky, actually worried for The Flagster’s condition, more than about himself per say.  “I know what you are, and I know what exactly you are thinking. But you shouldn’t do it.”
Do what; kill her?
“Kill you first and then her?” I reply, sharpening both weapons. “No way.” I charged right at the speed-racing mech, and gave some critical hits to his chest area nearly scraping off a good percentage covering his spark chamber. The giant Cybertronian fell back.
“Shadowstrike!”
Sound is like his name should be Shadowstroke rather than Shadowstrike. The energy signatures for the other Autobots came out from the base several feet behind me. “Let the kid kill his first Decepticon.”  Ratchet’s voice is heard, probably keeping one of the Autobots back from interfering.
“I, will, make you pay.” She did a ninja kid on me.
I twisted her foot and gave a wack to her face. The Decepticon crashes on the ground. Her armor becomes easily bruised and somewhat dented. I feel the adrenaline flowing through my veins, if Techno-Organics have them that is. She wildly attacks me again, this time having the same energetic blade that only made a scratch on my armor, then I sent a contradiscending blow to her shoulder-blade knocking it out of balance; I took science class about the human body and seen some really detailed shows about expert fighters and detectives who just know what damage to what part of the body causes.
Then another strike was added on her back by using my bull-horned shaped weapon going through her body.
“AHHHHHH.” She  screams.  Her arms glowed a light blue.“I won’t go without a fight!”  Next thing I know an energy ball hit me at the face chipping off some armor from the helmet and some glass that were part of visor, she can see my eyes.
I stagger up, surprised she is still alive.
“You’re a death wish.”
It felt as if the Autobots were not there and I was in an arena with Jasmine.
“I know.” Blades came out form Jasmine’s arms. “I’m just hell bent killing you, sleazebag!”
She charges up at me.
“This…will be easy.” I lift up my hand, closing my eyes, expecting it might not work.

Nothing hit me. I re-open my eyes.

“No…” I hear a whisper.
Jasmine looks lifeless; her entire shell is dark and empty.  My hand went down. Her body collapsed to the floor. Serves this glitch head right. Don’t mess with a virus who can kill you. I spit at her. Once upon a time; I was an ordinary assumingly boy named Adam Henderson, who had a few things that people had to know was that my parents didn’t like me and my sister asked me if I can generate electricity if my hands retracted, the dogs reacted to my presence. Saw some dogs on the way here that reacted to my arrival.

The still, living Decepticon fled.


“Congratulations, you have killed your first Decepticon!”  The really tall and big Autobot tells me, he has big arms, big legs, gigantic torso, and an overwhelming towering persona. I guess he is Bulkhead.
I have not gotten my symbol yet.
I smile, for the first time in a while.
“It felt…so good.” To be one of them is probably another honor itself, when I am not too mad.
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSS!!!!
I HAVE WRITTEN A FANFICTION WITHOUT A PAIRING WOOHOO!! :D just two more chapters or so!: Dxdiljkb bahc5kdvgil GDSKGPBG I'M UBER HAPPY! :D
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I will read it later!


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