Guardian of the Autobots Vol. 2

Part 9

"Language of the primes? Like Optimus? Hold on, is this them?" I asked holding up a picture of an old fashion car.

"Yeah. Seekers, pal. Oldest of the old. They've been here thousands of years, looking for something. I don't know what. Nobody tells me nothing, but they'll translate those symbols for you. And I know where to find them."

"Show us." I asked. He 'cracked' his metal fingers and turned around to face a map on the wall and a few lasers pointed at some locations on the map. I looked and pointed between Maryland and Virginia.

"Closest one in Washington. Alright, let's get to moving." I ordered. They grabbed things that they need and we walked out. I had Wheelie, the mini decepticon with me in Skids. I had borrowed Mikaela's blow torch just in case.

"Where we heading Boss Lady?"

"Washington."

"You're hometown?"

"No, the other one."

"Ooh. Alright! What's in the box? Smells nasty."

"Believe it or not, a 'con."

"Oh word? What me to fuck him up?"

"I'll do it!" Mudflap said through comms.

"No no, not now. He's useful."

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"Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. Land of dreams in there. All I ever wanted to be was an astronaut." Simmons said. He place Binoculars down and bent down ripping his pants off. I gasped and turned away in disgust. "Hold those."

"Oh that's just down right nasty." Skids said disgusted.

"My virgin eyes. It's burned into my head now...I'm going to puke..."I said holding my breath in.

"Yeah, I don't blame you." Mudflap said.

"What? I wear them when I'm in a funk. So does Giambi, Jeter. It's a baseball thing. Okay. Watches synchronized, sharp mind and empty bladder." I shook my head as he dressed up as a janitor, "You get caught, demand an attorney and don't ever say my name. Okay, take one of these pills. Slip it under your tongue. It's the high-concentrate polymer they put in Oreo cookies. Tricks the polygraph every time. Okay. Now, let's get this show on the road." I was handed a pill but I just put it in my pocket. Simmons turned on a tazer.

"Whoa, whoa, no, listen, I can't do this. I'm not some alien bounty hunter, guys. I'm not gonna do this. Guards have guns. I don't want to die." Leo panicked. Simmons got up close to him. I turned around and checked my handgun that Skids so gratefully had. I put the lever on safety and tucked it in my back pocket. Then we walked in.

We explored a bit, acting like tourists and tried to find some hiding places. Sam and Mikaela found a place to hide in, some engines on a propeller plane, while I hid in on top of a big silver shiny airplane. Simmons and Leo were in charge of taking out the guards. After a few minutes I poked my head out and looked around before whistling.

I climbed off the plane and saw the other two climb out of their hiding spot. We nodded and began unpacking the things. Mikaela let Wheelie out of the box. Simmons and Leo came running towards us.

"We just downed five guards. Five guards. Get your stuff and get out of here. Get out of-"

"Gimmie a second! I got to get the tracker, all right?" I saw the shard I had given Sam back in his hand. I heard Wheelie gasp.

"Be good." She warned.

"I'm claustrophobic." He said getting out the box and transforming into a toy car. I rolled my eyes as we began tracking for the decepticon. He followed Simmons until he stopped and walked towards a plane. I ran behind him and the others ran from the other side.

"You got what I got?" He asked

"Yeah?"

"Blackbird." He said. Wheelie transformed and looked at the plane.

"Ooh, there he is. This guy's a legend, like-like-like the Chairman of the Board! Yo, freshman, point the shard and watch the magic happen." He said to Sam. He crawled under the rail and lifted the shard to him. The shard flew to the plane and it surrouneded in blue ripple lights. I stepped back a bit narrowing my eyes. Mikaela and Sam ran under it.

"Shit! It's a decepticon!" I went wide eye.

"WHAT?! RUN NOW!" I ordered. I ran and hid behind on of the planes near by. I heard it transform and grunt.

"Ah. What sort of hideous mausoleum is this? Answer me, pawns and knaves! Show yourselves or suffer my infinite wrath!" I ran out of my spot and stood in front of them with my heads up.

"Easy there big fella." He limped towards us and shoved one of the exhibits out of his way but it swung back to his face.

"You little spinal-cord-based organisms! Oof. Oh, bugger it. Behold the eternal glory of... Jetfire! Prepare for remote systems override!"

"I tell you, this guy did not age well." Wheelie said.

"You think? Um, Jetfire!"

"I command these doors to open! Fire! I said, fire!" He yelled, ignoring us. One of his missiles launched and hit the exhibits, exploding them. He kicked the doors open."Oh, bollocks! Damn these worthless parts."