The Power Within - Transformers Prime (2)

Chapter Eleven

I know, I know, I'm awful, but I've been swamped these last few days! Please forgive meee. On another note, this story is number 7 in transformersprime. Yes, you read that right, number 7!! Whaaaaaat! Thank you to all my lovely readers, I wouldn't be anywhere near here without you!

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Episode 4 - Operation: Bumblebee (1)

[Amanda]

  "Loop-de-loop, huh?" Arcee said as Bumblebee told a story and handed Raf the car he was using as a model. I left my Mustang in the corner of the base, where I knew it wouldn't get squished, and headed up the stairs to the platform. I'd been spending the past week reading books from the Atheneum of Cleona, working on my powers and actually succeeding. I still wasn't as strong as I wanted to be, but I could do a lot more than before.

  "You have some brass bearings, Bumblebee." Bulkhead said and Bee buzzed happily.

  Miko saw me walk up and shot me a grin, which I returned before moving in the opposite direction, to the lab where Optimus was watching what Ratchet had on his screen. I spotted some kind of metal device on the work table, a bad feeling overtaking me when I focused in on it. Whatever it was, my powers were telling me it was bad news.

  "Here." The medic was saying. "The source of the ancient frequency we detected."

  "An Iacon homing beacon." Optimus confirmed.

  Arcee and the others walked into the lab. "What's an Autobot locator doing on that?"

  "The Class-A Decepticon weapons confiscated during the war were sealed within vaults deep below Iacon." The Prime answered.

  I looked up at him. "Where you worked as an archivist?"

  He nodded. "Iacon was both a cultural center and a stronghold, which Megatron raided when Autobot troops were at their nadir. It stands to reason that, in anticipation of Iacon being overrun by enemy forces, these weapons were jettisoned off-world to keep them far from Decepticon reach."

  No wonder I'm getting a bad vibe off of it.

  "Clearly the beacons were added as a safety measure," Ratchet said. "Should the weapons ever be found by the undesired party."

  Bulkhead clapped Bumblebee on the back. "Thanks to our hotshot stunt driver, this one's going in our vault."

  "Do you.. think this is the only intel you supplied to Megatron?" Arcee asked the Prime.

  He paused. "Arcee, you are right to ask, but I am afraid I do not remember."

  My anger flared up again at the thought of Megatron taking advantage of him the way he did. I had to shove it back to avoid blasting something, or even melting through the metal platform.

  "Optimus," Ratchet said. "Megatron clearly took advantage of your amnesia, but for all we know, this spark extractor is the extent of it."

  Spark extractor?! That's what that thing is?!

  "Have you stopped to consider that he might have suggested otherwise merely to plague your thoughts?" he finished.

  I stepped forward. "I might be able to check."

  Everyone gave me a confused look.

  "I've been working on, well this." I lifted my hand and allowed a stream of silver dust to flow up. "I might be able to use it to find out what happened while Megatron had Optimus. Not right away, I'd need to practice and all, but-" I turned to the Prime. "Only if you want, though."