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“When Sparks Fly”: A TFP Fanfic - Part 1:

(Bumblebee x Cybertronian OC)

Takes Place Mid-Season 2 of Transformers Prime shortly after Episode 18.

Side Note: Italics = A character’s inner thoughts.

In the vast expanse of space, everything was dark, except for the small twinkling lights produced from the surrounding stars. Cruising through the never ending galaxy was a small metal pod, an ion trail produced from small thrusters. Inside this small vessel was a lone Cybertronian femme. She had been in stasis for who knows how long and just now, the lights inside the pod began to turn on, illuminating her ruby-colored frame. She had a petite build for a Cybertronian, leaving plenty of room around her in the pod. A soft hissing could be heard as the life support systems brought her out of stasis. Her optics slowly fluttered open, revealing their pastel blue color. As she came to, everything around was hazy and she couldn’t make out her surroundings. Just as things started to come into focus, bright lights suddenly began flashing around her. As she continued to acclimate, her audio receptors began to hear a deafening alarm blare through the speakers. Primus it’s so loud in here. —wait.. The small femme shot up suddenly realizing the obnoxiously loud sound was an emergency alarm. Her optics looked around at the screens which flashed text: POD STABILITY COMPROMISED. ENTERING PLANETARY ATMOSPHERE. Memories quickly flooded back as she remembered that she was in an escape pod, one she had commandeered from scavengers whom had plucked you from your heavily damaged ship prior.

Oh scrap, I’m going to crash! She quickly strapped herself into the safety restraints as the text on the screens changed to numbers. Numbers which started counting down. TIME UNTIL COLLISION: 10… 9… 8… The moments flew by swiftly, terror gripping the small femme. The countdown continued to its end: 3… 2… 1…… Shutting her optics tightly, she prayed to Primus for safety before her pod made impact with the planet’s surface. Everything went dark.

Inside the Autobot Base…

By all accounts it was an average day at the base. School was out, and Miko and Raph were racing each other on the video game console, while Bumblebee and Smokescreen cheered them on. While Jack was helping Arcee adjust a few specs. The rest of the Autobots were for the most part, just hanging out. Ratchet as usual, the constant busybody on the monitor. The peace would soon be disrupted by an alert on the monitor, quickly garnering the attention of everyone. Optimus stoically approached the monitor to get a closer look, “Ratchet, what is wrong?” Raph turned his attention away from the video game, “Is it another relic?!” The Autobot medic shook his helm as he studied the data on the screen. “It appears that a foreign object of considerable size has entered our atmosphere. ….By the signal I would say it’s… cybertronian in origin. But I don’t see any markers determining if it is Autobot… or Decepticon,” Ratchet narrows his gaze.

Optimus stepped forward and addressed the others, “Despite the risk, we should investigate in case there is an Autobot in need.” Ratchet plugged in the coordinates and opened the groundbridge accordingly, “I will be ready in case medical assistance is needed. Be careful everyone.” The Autobots entered the groundbridge without a moment to waste. As they exited the groundbridge, the Autobots found themselves in the middle of an open Savannah. As they moved around the area, the sound of blaster fire could be heard in the distance, triggering the group to quickly move towards it. As they made their way over an incline, they could see a ravine below with an escape pod that had crash landed. There was a large cloud of dust as blaster fire was exchanged from two sides. The usual Decepticon grunts versus one lone bot whom was using the battered escape pod as cover.

“I can’t make out who the other bot is, Optimus,” Arcee muttered as she struggled to see the bot the Decepticons were targeting. “Well guess we should get a closer look!” Smokescreen leapt into the ravine, much to the dismay but not surprise of the others. Arcee and Bulkhead exchanged glances “Rookie,” before begrudgingly diving into the ravine along with Optimus and Bumblebee. The dust and smoke kicked up from the scuffle made it hard to see, but it was easy to pick out the blazing red blaster fire coming from Decepticon weapons. All Autobots engaged the Decepticon vehicons, taking them by surprise.

*Just a few moments earlier*

….

There was a deep trench carved into the ground that stretched for half a mile. At the head of this trench was the remains of the small escape pod of the Cybertronian femme. It was a miracle it was still in one piece, the results of quality Cybertronian engineering and craftsmanship. The hatch at the top of the pod began to wiggle, before loud pounding resulted in the hatch flying open. The crimson femme slowly climbed out of the battered vessel, looking around to evaluate her surroundings. She had crashed in a Savannah covered in tall grass and spindled trees with broad canopies dotted the expansive area. Where in the slag am I? In an attempt to get a better view of her surroundings, she moved to stand but a sudden pain in her side made her lose balance. She fell off the metal pod, her frame slamming into the earth below. As the femme pushed herself off of the ground and ran a servo over the crest on her forehelm. Her digits running over the Autobot insignia centered on her helm. Another flash of pain hit her, emanating from the side of her torso. The young Autobot looked to the silver armor now coated with the vibrant blue of energon. Her energon.

She was able to manage getting back on her pedes, however she had no idea how she would patch herself up on this foreign world. Suddenly, the femme felt the familiar static and thrum that preceded a groundbridge. Someone from Cybertron is here? A flash of bright green, blue and purple energy swirled as it appeared a couple yards from where she stood. As the nanoseconds clicked by, multiple silhouettes emerged from the portal. The femme stared at the multitude of Cybertronians before her, decked out in purple and black armor with Decepticon insignias branded on their chests. Decepticons?! Here?! Panic flooded her frame as she heard the dreaded sound of blasters powering up. She bolted for cover as she had little ability to defend herself in this state.

As the squadron of Vehicons began firing at the young Autobot, she managed to take cover behind the remains of her escape pod. “How did they find me so quickly? Is this entire planet swarming with cons?” She muttered to herself as she was able to draw the blaster on her left arm, which of course had to be your least-dominate. Despite this disadvantage, she began unloading shot after shot at the oncoming Vehicons. They were quickly closing in on the femme’s location, before the sound of opposing blaster fire and clashing was heard. The small femme dared to peak out from her hiding spot, only to see flashes of brightly colored-armor in-between the dust and smoke which had enveloped the Decepticon grunts. Despite this new development, she was hesitant to leave her cover. As she peaked out to watch the chaos, the gut-wrenching whirring of a blaster and pressure to her temple made her freeze.

Standing above her was one of the Vehicons, his blaster pressed to her temple and about to discharge. Before a single idea could think cross her processor, the Vehicon was sent flying off into the distance. Still in shock from the attack, the femme raised her one good blaster at the bot in front of her, her optics wide with fear. To her surprise, the mech in front of her raised his servos yieldingly, “Whoa! Don’t shoot! I’m on your side!” The mech was young, not too different from the femme’s. She noticed his white and silver paint job, with a scarlet Autobot insignia on his blue chest. “Oh thank Primus, you’re an Autobot…” She sighed in relief, lowering her weapon, “How did you know where to find me? What unit are you with?”

The young mech took a quick scan of the femme’s frame, noticing her injury, “Best to talk about that after we’re back at base. Name’s Smokescreen by the way.” She gave him a polite smile as Smokescreen began to help her up “I’m Firefly.” Firefly huh? It’s nice to meet y—-“ Smokescreen grunted in pain as he was knocked back by a blaster bolt to the chest. A Vehicon appeared from around the wreckage and continued firing. Firefly might have been down but she wasn’t out. Focusing what was left of her energy, Firefly’s frame whisked behind the Decepticon in a blur of red and yellow, moving faster than the human or Cybertronian eye could track. As the Vehicon turned around in brief confusion, two canon bolts hit the mech’s chest, taking him out of commission.

As the dust and smoke began to clear, Firefly was unsure of what exactly had happened. The sound of groaning to her right caught her attention, spotting Smokescreen as he stumbled back, clearly sore from the Vehicon’s blasts. “That… that was a cheap shot. Normally I don’t get shot” Smokescreen stated, trying to save his pride. The young femme heard other footsteps approaching, of varying sizes. Through the battlefield littered with deceased Vehicons, four bots approached. Firefly’s periwinkle optics widened as she spotted a tall familiar red and blue mech standing before her. Optimus Prime stood in front of Firefly, taking note of her injuries and the Autobot insignia on the crest of her ruby-colored helm. “You appear injured young Autobot. Might I ask your name?” Optimus said with a softened tone. She tried to compose yourself in front of the esteemed last Prime and leader of the Autobots, “…Yes Sir. Firefly, scout of the 107th Squadron. Sir.” Optimus smiles gently at the petite femme before him, “It is a pleasure to meet you. I think it is best we get you to safety before more Decepticons arrive.”

Firefly nodded quickly, limping over to her new comrades. Suddenly an extremely loud BEEEEEEEEEEPPPP caught everyone’s attention. Curious to see who or what made that sound, Firefly turned around to see a familiar bright yellow scout, “Bee?! Is that you!?” The young femme’s optics were wide as they locked with Bumblebee’s. Bumblebee looked as if he had seen a ghost, frozen for but a moment before he quickly rushed over to Firefly, picking her up in a hug. Arcee and the others stared in utter confusion. “…Did I miss something?” Arcee said turning towards Bulkhead and Smokescreen. Firefly couldn’t help but chuckle as she was embraced by Bumblebee, “Primus I can’t believe it’s actually you!” She winced in pain from her damaged arm, “But I would like to keep my arm if possible, Bee.” Bumblebee swiftly, but gently set Firefly down with an apologetic whir, albeit unable to have his gaze leave her optics. “I believe we should continue this reunion once back at base,” Optimus chimed in as a groundbridge opened up.

Bulkhead playfully elbowed Arcee to get her attention, “I didn’t know Bumblebee had a girlfriend.” Arcee quickly shushed him before following the others into the groundbridge. Bumblebee’s thoughts were… a mess. He was in absolute shock to see Firefly again, someone he thought would remain a distant memory of a friend long past. He extended his arm to the smaller femme and helped walk her through the groundbridge. Firefly accepted his assistance and stumbled through the portal alongside him. As the tunnel of swirling colors came to and end, Firefly and the others entered the Autobot base. It was quaint, by Cybertronian standards, but Firefly was just grateful to be in a safe environment. It was difficult for her to fully process exactly what had happened due to exhaustion. But she knew she was amongst friends now.

And for that, she was grateful….

To anyone who goes out of their way to read this, I thank you! Any support means the world to me. Keep an optic out for part 2!

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