Transformers: Of Bots and Men

Robots In Disguise

"Then it would be best to cooperate with them as best you can." Ratchet suggested. "And find a way to learn the planet's language so we can resolve this situation."

About that time, the car stopped at a red light, lining up with a yellow Camaro with black racing stripes along the edge. When she laid eyes on it, the sound of Bumblebee buzzing into his comms filled her audio receptors.

"Alright, alright Bee, I'll scan it for you." she told him, blinking and doing just that.

Bee buzzed appreciatively.

"That just leaves you, Prime." Massacre realized. "Well, you and I, but I haven't seen any flying vehicles yet."

"Just keep your optic sensors primed." Prime told her. "We don't need to spend any more time on this then is needed."

...

After a bit more driving, the car pulled up to the Police Station. Fanzone got out of the car and opened the back one for Massacre, signaling her to get out. She climbed out of the car and followed Fanzone inside. As they walked inside, they passed through the station's metal detector. Almost immediately upon Massacre passing through it, it began blaring loudly.

"What the...?" Fanzone let out.

The techs shut it off, looking at Fanzone with a confused shrug. Fanzone groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"This is why I hate machines." he let out, irritated.

Massacre looked back at the metal detector, looking a bit worried as Fanzone took her hand. He led her inside, eventually having her sit down at his desk.

"You wait here." he insisted.

As he walked off, Massacre looked around and saw a computer sitting on one of the desks. Thinking she could use it to learn a bit more about the planet, she reached for it, placing her hand on the keyboard. Her fingers then opened up, thin wires sinking into the keyboard. Immediately, the screen began to flash rapidly as she went through file after file, digging deeper to learn all that she could. Her eyes flashed in a similar manner as her processor took in everything she needed. After about two minutes of this, she disconnected, the computer shutting off as her hand returned to normal.

"Prime, we get anything useful from that?" she asked.

"Quite a bit." Prime reported. "Including many native languages to this planet. This should solve our current 'communication problem'."

"Who would've thought a single planet could have such a wide variety of languages." Prowl mused.

"Thankfully, we were able to compare the language files to your new friend's language, and we've deduced that he's speaking something called 'english'." Ratchet informed her.

Massacre shifted through the newly downloaded language software, activating the English setting just as Fanzone returned.

"Sorry for taking so long." Fanzone apologized. "Fortunately I think I found someone that could help with our little language barrier."

"Thank you, but I do not believe that will be a problem." Massacre informed him.

Fanzone blinked in surprise, staring at her for a second.

"Oh, so you do speak English." Fanzone let out. "Why didn't you say anything to the rangers?"

"I was still adapting to everything." she explained honestly. "I wasn't sure what to say."

"So how did you end up in the middle of the woods alone and naked?" Fanzone questioned.

"Uh..." she muttered, her processor stalling for a moment. "That is a very good question."