Everyone has been busy for these past 2 months and no one got any Decepticon activity, being a major means I have to look out for my Autobot and human team. But once in a while, someone from my team might be having some murder cases happening that causes it to be in the media every now and then. Like Sunstreaker, he still goes on killing humans for pleasure, even though the others have been keeping an eye on him for more than 2 months. Even if the Prime promised to discuss it with his psychopath/sociopath attitude, Sunstreaker has decided to have a one-off adventure killing humans by doing certain death-defying and a hell of stunts.
Anyway, on another note, I thought I would finally allow Amelia to join in one of our missions this weekend. Recently, she became friends with every Autobot in the base and has been helpful too; But one thing that easily disturbs me is when she was able to handle watching gruesome surgeries that Ratchet has been doing when one of our soldiers gets injured in our missions, talking while describing a dead body that has been committed in Japan, and along with what Sideswipe had told me was that she has befriended his twin older brother, after the confirmation Amelia had done for saving Sunstreaker's life. With knowledge of his tendencies, she still managed to have him as her guardian, I'll be honest that it did cause me to nauseate. All of a sudden, something changed in Sunstreaker, or more like he himself had changed a bit, I noticed that there weren't any killings in the base or outside of the base; It was strange for me & Ironhide but, we thought it was a good thing. Maybe...just maybe it could be a possibility that Amelia had a good influence or some trick on changing Sunstreaker for good, now I mentioned her thrice so I need to talk to her about it. But, I'm glad the killings stopped...for now.
Whatever the case may be the Autobots & my team are the most important, but still, I would say about a third of my team has something happening, and since I am the team leader of N.E.S.T, the media has to deal with me or the president. If something happens to me or is in the news or a short article, I'll be the first one to be dealt with. We are not the kind of organization that could call up a boss or calls up a government to get stuff done, we have to do everything ourselves. I heard my own voice, muttered a "come in" which I haven't heard for about 10 hours now, and look up to see Amelia abruptly playing a Sheryl Crow song which almost got me smirking but immediately stopped myself by standing in front of my desk and was dressed in the usual edgy clothing fashion as she calls it: motorcycle gloves, green baggy pants with a brown belt, black turtleneck tank top, and a pair of black comfort combat heel-boots. She started with:
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"How was your day?" "Oh good, just doing a bit of paperwork. Nothing major, you?" I asked, setting the files on my desk. "Listen, I have something to tell you and it's important that you don't tell Ironhide or anyone about it," Slightly confused at her words, I sighed and stopped my paperwork, and responded: "Seriously, why?" "I've been thinking about on when or how to tell you this for a while, just...promise me to listen and ask me, please?" "Fine," I said, Amelia looks down at the floor as she fidgets with her pockets. "Ok...Remember when you asked about my past?" "Yeah, you mentioned that you were found by the Witwicky family when you ran away from home." "Well, that's not the truth, you see I don't have a file of myself or my origins but...I want you to help me make a file for me so I can tell you my true story on how I got here..."
"You're saying you want to make a file of yourself? I thought you had one?" "I don't." She responded, looking at her in disbelief that she is possibly an illegal immigrant living in the United States of America, stopped writing the paperwork, slowly placed it away from my desk, and looked straight into her eyes, which were wide and shocked: "Okay let me get this straight, I continue, "you're telling me that you do not have one? What do you mean you don't have one? One what?" I questioned a bit angered, Amelia seem to notice it and began speaking: "I mean, I am not an American citizen." she explained, "M-My original birthplace is Panama, not Los Angeles...I don't have a passport or visa to travel in this dimension,...by myself." "Oh, so you're saying you don't have a biological parent, sibling, or legal guardian?" "I am actually an older twin sister." Amelia paused before she spoke again: "As for my biological parents who are divorced, all I have is my twin sister, who is somewhere out of this dimension missing, and nothing else."
She said, straightforwardly, this surprised me because I never thought Amelia's parents divorced or even knew anything about her having a twin sister...that must be why she can connect with Sideswipe and Sunstreaker well, "You have nowhere to go?" I asked, "I do. I mean, I got a job here with the Autobots, an education nearby, a twin sibling somewhere missing, and a golden guardian to protect me." she continued, "However, I didn't run away from home, per-say but, more like...okay please believe me when I tell you this." I gave her a challenging look, putting both my hands together on the desk, still eyeing Amelia and motioning: "Try me." She sighed, takes a seat, and said, "I'm from another dimension where you and everyone in the base including the Decepticons and Autobots don't exist." Silence filled the office, I was about to comment that it wasn't true believing it was some sort of joke but, she didn't give any hint of joking around, this time Amelia was serious and crossed her arms which I had come to realize she wasn't lying so I hesitantly gesture her to continue: "Go on." "How I ended up here, you may ask? Unfortunately, I do not know, one thing I remember was sleeping in my avenger pj's in my bedroom and the next, I ended up in an alleyway that lead me to the city streets of Los Angeles...
"It was chilly a bit but I didn't mind walking on bare feet, so anyways, in hopes of finding someplace safe to stay, that's when a white Toyota van filled with nice old couples suggested that they drive me to my home which yes, I lied that it was the Witwicky's estate, then you know the rest..." Amelia finished, I kept on looking at her for a moment and couldn't believe my ears that she, a teenager from another dimension can know everything which makes her a target to whoever comes across her way before I finally spoke in an unsure tone of my voice, slightly worried: "Does that mean you...?" "Yeah, I know what happens and who dies. She silently adds more, "Sadly I cannot give you the answers but what I can do is say that Ironhide is in danger for his life. But please tell me that you can make a passport and visa for me to have?" I was silent once more and began to go into deep thought, whether or not I should do it but enough of it, I made up my mind: "I will." "Really? Thank you." "One condition, I continue, "You tell Optimus Prime about it." "...Alright," Amelia responded.
And so, I gestured for her to sit down and explain her bio along with the normal questions, after all, that I asked Amelia to get into her position for a photo so her visa gets accepted with the photo; Good thing, I used to take pictures for a hobby. Once it was done, I thanked and told her: "Don't worry, it will take time have it done so I'll keep you posted." "Again, I appreciate your help, Lennox. I'll leave to see Ratchet so I can get another check-up, in case I get sick or something." "You do that, see ya." I waved her off. That's when I heard Mirage's voice, saying: "So, you're an illegal citizen with no passport or file of birth AND from another dimension?" Amelia was startled and turned to see Mirage leaning against the wall of my office, I was already aware that both are going to have another conversation as soon as she left, I decided to read her bio, and her origins before I get to arrange a new passport for Amelia to have a green card as an acceptance that only the president will know and that's it. But the one thing I don't know was the fact that she was from another dimension and the problem was.....
