Ariel, Girlfriend Of Iron Pax

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" Hi, my name Is Octavia" , I smiled nodding my head in A kind manner, even though the pink autobot deepend the glare.

"Elita One", Elita spat, Jazz growled.

" wach it", Jazzy growled. Stepping infront of me. Protecting me , in a way.

The purple on laughed at Jazz before glaring harshly at me, "chromia", she intensified he glare before, putting her arm around Elitas shoulder.

Rolling my orbs, really?

My hazle eyes met the female blue autobot optics. She nodded, sincerely smiling, before kindly saying her name "Arcee",

"Just call me Tave", I mumbled. Elita rolled her optics, before turning her body, hugging Optimus. Shocked, he froze, shocked that the pink bot was hugging him, he collected himself, bwrapping his large arms around her skinny waist. A pain struck my chest, like somone had shot me, I searched In his optics to find one emotion that I would rather not see, love . My heart deepend, continuing to cut deeper into my stomach.

Whatever I was feeling I didn't like it, Jazz looked at me before lowering his hand, I turned and looked at my brothers.

"Go with suntreeker and sideswipe, Im sure they will take care of you", my brothers nodded, I turned around and jumped onto jazzes warm hand,A stray tear rolled its way down my face, Jazz kind enough to lift me up to his sholder,I cuddled up to his neck cables,before any-bot could say anything, Jazz was already skating down the hall, we finally made it to his room, where a giant metal bed was placed In the middle of his room. Jazz took me from his sholder and sat me on the bed, I avoided Eye contact,

"Look at me lil' lady", Jazz said. I did as told, but another stupid tear ran down my face, I wiped it away with my hand,

"Sorry jazz.."I mumbled

"For what?" Jazz rolled his optics " you have nothing to be sorry for" he put his hands on his hips, looking like a mother who was about to scold there child. A smile danced upon my lips, I quickly grabbed my phone and took a picture of jazz, giggling mischeviosly as I did, I showed jazz the picture that I just took, Jazzes visor brightens, laughing along with me..our laghter bounced of the walls, the moment only lasted a little while, before silence filled the room,

"Do you like music lil' tave?" Jazz broke the silence.

" of course!" I laughed, the smile re-appearing.

" what bands or singers do you like?" He asked, curiously.

" well.. theres a few, but I seem to click with the old school type", I grinned remembering countless happy rhythms.

Jazz paused, " is that all?", I shook my head, sighing, "there is loads jazzy, to much to choose from", Jazz chuckled making his frame shake.Then I rememberd, Optimus, and Elita. My smile vanished, and I looked at Jazz.

"Who is she?" I asked Jazz, he sighed, before grabbing me and transforming into his car alternate mode, I sat in the front seat, The inside of the car was clean,

" Elita One - Originally, Elita One was Ariel, girlfriend of Orion Pax, but when the two were fatally wounded during one of Megatron's first attacks, the ancient Autobot, Alpha Trion, rebuilt them as Optimus Prime and Elita One, using the same set of schematics" Jazz explaind carefully . I sighed. The pain struck my chest again.

" I only met him Jazz- "

" And you have feelings for him?", Jazz butted in. I sighed.

"I wouldn't say that, I just met him, but there is this connection that I have with him though, I can feel it, I feel it in pain, when his little 'girlfriend' comes around, or when he looks at her with such..love", I softly said, Jazz sighed. The seat warmed slightly, I toataly forgot that my shirt was still wet.

"Im going to go get some clothes", I smiled I reached for the door but Jazz beat me to it,

"Thanks jazzy, I owe you one", I grinned, stepping out of the car, as soon as my foot hit the ground, an electric pain shot throgh me, I screamed collapsing to the ground , my vision blurred, I heard the sound of transforming, and Jazz yelling out my name, I let out another pead of help, before everything went black.


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