Through Time | By : KunoichiKi Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1479 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 2
Deep Wounds
Optimus>
An Autotrooper’s power depends largely on the KissPlayer that it has fused with. However, ones that don’t have a player in them are even weaker and easier to defeat. Marissa, I mean, Kari even manages to take two of them out.
We make out way to the Medical Bay without too much additional obstruction. When we get to the first room it is stark white with minimal guards or patients. Kari takes some of the ammunition from their storage before following me into the subsequent rooms. It wasn’t until we reached a door marked “RED ACCESS ONLY” that we stopped. The door was contrast to the rest of the rooms since it was a huge door, heavily constructed with pass codes and industrial metal.
“I have a good feeling about this door.” She said quietly, looking over at me.
“Stand back then.” I said aiming at the metal door. As soon as it disintegrated a loud alarm went off. The massive door began to close. Strangely enough, there was another thick door above it that slid down. Without thinking I charged in, I needed to find Marissa. I could here soldiers and Autotroopers heading in our directions.
I scanned the room quickly. It was dark, lit only by the dim light beside three tubes on the other side of the room. As I moved closer my scanners indicated the tubes contained humans in inside them.
One matched Marissa’s profile.
“Hey, Optimus, glad to see you remembered me.” Kari said from behind, she was clearly a bit annoyed. She walked in front of me. Looking at the charts and computer monitors beside each of the tubes.
“This one says Marissa Fairborne, Optimus.” She called out. Just then I heard some soldiers talking outside.
“What does it say Kari, quickly, I think they are breaking through.”
“Okay, okay… Marissa Fairborne. Age, 19. Former KissPlayer to subject 0029 Optimus Prime. Patient attacked transport vehicles that contained 0029 and stole it. Later, patient was recovered in central Montana USA. Current Condition: Critical. Coma- GCS score 3. Vegetative State, coma may worsen to death. Verdict: If condition worsens or remains constant for more than 5 months euthanizing becomes an option.”
Yukari
I know what I said was rough, but I didn’t know that he would act this way to it. He just froze. I had no idea what came over him. Now even I could hear the gun fire as they tried to break through the door. I dropped the clipboard with her diagnostic on it.
“Prime, what should we do?!” He just stood there, like he was in some sort of trance.
“Optimus what’s the plan, they’re breaking through!” The giant robot looked down at me slowly.
“We need to get out of here then,” he said, and then bent over to kiss me. I pecked him this time, I didn’t think it was to appropriate in this situation to fully kiss him.
We blasted through the wall, when we fuse Optimus gets a cannon. Very handy for these kind of situations. It left a tunnel out of the base. We turn and he assesses the controls to thee tube containing Marissa. We open it and stare at Marissa; she a golden blonde girl, wearing nothing but a white sheet that covers her torso. She looks dead except that I can see she has a slow, weak pulse on the monitor. Her skin is really and she looks pretty flat and childish. I really don’t see what’s so special about her.
“Optimus we gotta get outta here now! What are you waiting for?” I say inside him. He brushes the tube and then Marissa’s arm. It’s cold and limp, like a corpse or something.
“I’m sorry Marissa; I always wanted to see you surf in the sunlight…” There was a long pause, I didn’t even hear the gun fire for a few seconds. I felt so crushed and overcome with sadness. I felt Optimus’ pain slightly, but I felt my own heart split in half too. And it hurt way more. I know it’s selfish, but I’ve begun to grown feelings for Optimus over the pass few months. I thought they were mutual, but now I can see where his heart truly is. It’s such a stabbing pain that I don’t even feel the shot through Optimus’ chest, ripping right through me. Optimus stumbles for a moment then we begin to return fire, blasting everyone behind us. I can’t even control myself this time. I feel like this is not even reality, I’m just shooting at bubbles or videogame characters. Have I become desensitized?
As soon as they are all eliminated we transform. I can feel the rest of his body moving around me. I get pushed out onto the driver’s seat. We drive for a few hours in silence. I knew that this fight was going to be a significant one but I didn’t know it was going to be like this. Optimus has completely shut me out. We drive into the night, I guess trying to evade them. Finally, we pull over, I need food after fighting like that. When I get out, I realize that my shirt is covered in dry blood. Unfortunately, Optimus notices too.
“Kari, are you ok? What happened?” I look around for clues.
“I guess when we were fighting you got this nice hole in the back of your chest. I guess it went through me as well.” Optimus seemed taken back.
“Yukari, I know about human biology, I know that if you get shot through the chest like that you wouldn’t be alive right now.” I shrug.
“Well that was my best guess. We need to think of things more important than this. Like, what are you going to do now that Marissa is well, in that condition?” As soon as I said it, I wanted to take it back. He was silent
“Optimus, I’m sorry, I just mean…”
“She is in that state because of me.” He said, his voice echoed and other truckers looked over at them. Poor Prime, I thought, even though I was super hungry I got back into the truck. And lay down on the bench seat. I brush the cloth material of the seat, it usually calms him down. He moans lowly.
“Prime, it’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself for her condition. Because, like me, she knew the risks and was prepared to deal with them in order to help you.’ I sit up and run my hands along his steering wheel. Another tactic I used to calm poor Optimus down when he gets all broody like now. He takes responsibility for everything that goes wrong around him.
“And,’ I whisper softly, “she cared for you as much as I do. Then I know that she wouldn’t have any regrets.”
“Marissa, did love me, and I did care for her a great deal as well. I care for you too Kari but, you know that our love could never be. You’ll grow old and die in what would be days in my life. And the last time, it took me over 1 million years to finally get over from her.”
“What if, I told you that I will live 5000 more years?”
“That’s impossible. No organic can survive that long.” I didn’t want to tell him suddenly.
“Your right, but that’s what makes us so special. Optimus I know you care a great deal for me. I can’t replace Marissa or your other lover, but I’m here so that you can cherish this time and look back on it and smile.”
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