A Watch That Doesn't Tell Time

29. Unicron Rising PT. 1

Here we are, people. The final two chapters of the book. Enjoy this two-parter

You sat in one of the chairs in the RV in silence. Max was driving, in the front with his favorite band playing on the radio and you were just staring at the Omnitrix. A lot had happened over the summer and it was only about two weeks before it was over. You had a new friend, you'd seen things someone your age would lose their mind over, and you were the self-proclaimed protector of earth. It was safe to say that your life had changed for the better

You finally had some kind of purpose outside of being Max's son. The only problem now was how you were going to adjust to going back to being a normal person after this. Alien problems had calmed down since the beginning of the summer and it was becoming slightly obvious. Whereas you'd be doing something extraterrestrial every few days, it took about a week in between attacks. Whether that was because news had gotten out that Earth was off-limits or not was beyond you

Tapping the sides of the Omnitrix, the dial came up with the silhouette of Four-arms. You remembered using him for the first time against Animo's reanimated Mammoth. Switching the alien, you went through the playlist until you landed on Feedback, another alien you remember fondly. Heatblast, Mutthound, Nerd Alert, Vilpax, DAImondhead, Bombseed, Yelladooshi, XLR8, Waterhazard, Upgrade, and last but not least...

Bumblebee

Alongside Heatblast and Feedback, he was one of your favorites. Originally, you didn't think too much of him considering the fact that he was a robot that could turn into a car. Once you got a handle on him though, he was definitely one of your more versatile aliens. Not only that, but he seems to be helping you out

"I was trapped in that accursed watch, but every time I tried to escape, that Cybertronian put a stop to my efforts,"

Ghostfreak mentioned that when he tried to escape he was stopped by a Cybertronian and the fact that the Omnitrix would insta-lock Bumblebee into the dial was also weird. His transformations last longer too, which was helpful, but it was still odd. Your eyes never left the robots silhouette as your head tilted

"Is Bumblebee alive in the Omnitrix?"

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In Detroit Michigan, William was stuck staring at his hands. Something he found himself doing ever since he had first seen what was under his skin. It was the first time he'd ever been cut before, and he was beginning to wish it had stayed that way. He hadn't brought it to anyone, not his father, not any of the Autobots, not even Gwen who he'd come accustomed to telling everything

Opening and closing his fist, he tried to get something to happen if he could anyway, but nothing seemed to be working. With a sigh, he got up from his bed and got ready to leave his room when a beacon lit up Detroit's night sky. The light danced in his eyes as he went over to the glass wall to get a better look "Whoa... What is that?"

Far away in the city, Optimus was in a parking lot, searching for Decepticon's. After you told him about Blitzwing, he decided to patrol every now and then to make sure there were no breaches in the city. Transforming out of his vehicular mode, he stared up at the sky and his optics widened when he was able to deduce what the light was "This cannot be..."

A transwarp key, something that was used during the war to visit Energon-rich planets. Which means that it could take them back home with the All Spark if needed. A Space bridge would've worked, but without a way of knowing their planets coordinated compared to Earth, they might've landed in the middle of space

"Calling all Autobots, calling all Autobots!" He said over their com links

Another voice came through, this one was Windblade "What am I looking at Prime?" She asked, guessing what he was calling for