Earthborn Chapter Four
Title: Epic chase scene!...or not
Fandom: Transformers (07/09 movie)
Universe: Earthborn
Rating: K+, T overall
Characters/Pairings: Sam Witwicky, Will Lennox, R. Epps, First Aid, Prowl, Red Alert, Blades, Streetwise, Bumblebee, Barricade, Banacheck, Inferno, Hot Spot
Warnings:oh hey we're finally getting into movie stuff now. Lets see how much of it I'm going to butcher for my own ends. (Why no I haven't thought that far ahead in regards to Mission City. I am so letting this go where it wants to now.)
Summary: The earth based mechs find out just how advance the other robots are.
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Sam wasn’t quite certain how he ended up in this situation or why. It had been normal enough until The Car came into his life officially. He had gone to school with the hundred page essay freshly typed and printed in his hands, survived the day to head home and plead with his dad to go looking at cars. There they had gone to one of the car lots he hadn’t been to with Miles and knew he wasn’t going to be able to change his dad’s mind on this. That’s when The Car came into view, all innocent and pitiful looking with the dirt caked on and the shiny disco ball and bee-otch air freshener. He would have fallen for it too, but he remembered the pictures and Miles’ not believing him about the stalking.
His staring at The Car and mentally warning it to stay away or something, his father took it as interest in the thing. Both dealer and dad had ‘tried to steer him to something else’ and he had willing gone along, but somehow he had ended up in The Car and nothing he said could get him out of it and not get the nice white padded room somewhere. The whole feeling safe and right in the driver seat of The Car was going to be ignored as well, that was probably a tactic to lure him into a false sense of security. Like the camaro of Satan The Car was. Even with the talk they had, well he couldn’t really call it a talk since he only got a bunch of song lyrics to his questions, and he so wasn’t going to just trust the…singing…I guess one could say singing, car at face value.
Even if it almost, he did not falter and give in because no one saw him give in, broke him down and he actually sat in the car and listened to it the next day after school. He made certain it knew he wasn’t going to do anything that would sell his or anyone else’s soul to it and its master so it could forget that.
Then the evil looking cop car showed up, and Sam really had to change his opinion of the little yellow camaro. Considering it was trying to keep the cop car from ripping his soul out or something.
Only for things to get even worse when the normal cops started pursuing, man he was going to need to explain this really well or something. Or he’d end up like Great plus Grandpa Archibald.
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It hadn’t taken long for Streetwise to catch up, once the high speed chase had entered the highway that ran through the Nevada desert landscape. The mostly white with black Nissan easily catching up with the black and white Dodge and flicking its own police lights slightly in greeting, before the electronic beeping of a cell phone being dialed rapidly is heard.
“Sooo cop boss, why do you always get the fun patrol routes?”
“…I don’t pick these routes for us on the chance of such occurrences happening. The probability of this happening was-“
“Screw the probabilities, which one are we supposed to knock out?”
“Blades.”
“What? I could probably take them both if needed. Sort it out once they’re in the jail cell and all.”
As if to punctuate this the deep whump-whump-whump of rotary blades managed to be heard over the screaming of engines and sirens going at full tilt, just as a red and white military rescue helicopter appeared. Moving slightly ahead of the group before reluctantly pulling back and away from the two they were chasing.
“We don’t know what they can do though; I mean Groove told you about what happened in Qatar right? There’s too much of a security and safety risk to jus-“
Red Alert’s warning was quickly cut off as the ground based of the group careened themselves off the road and into the desert proper just as the black mustang did something that looked like a partial transformation and opened fire on them. Blades being the first to recover as he was airborne, fell back to where the ambulance and search and rescue Lamborghini were attempting to get out of the sand without transforming.
“He shot lasers at us!?”
“Yes Blades.”
“Is that even possible Prowl?”
“Not by our technology.”
“Well this makes it more interesting; we’re the ones bringing a knife to a gun fight then! So what do we do cop boss?”
“I’m trying to figure that out Streetwise. We can not allow them to enter a populated area again if they decide to become aggressive-“
“They’re already aggressive! At least the cop car from hell is!”
“We still do not know the intent of them or if there is anything else that we overlooked Blades. As we are about to gain some support from Sector Seven in neutralizing any possible threat we are to only engage when absolutely necessary. Only then Blades, not before.”
“I still think I could take ‘em now and get it over with.”
“I hate to interrupt this strategy meeting, since me being the twitchy and overly paranoid one that I am…but we may have overlooked something about the yellow one.”
The four that had been trailing behind the Lamborghini at that time sped up to see what was being talked about. Only for the sound of stuttering engines to show the shock as they actually scanned the inside of the camaro. Simmons was going to go apoplectic at this.
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Captain Will Lennox had been expecting many things when his group was finally picked up. Debriefing he knew was going to be hell considering the giant black helicopter that changed into this mechanical monster and went rampaging across the base, and that metal scorpion thing that had stalked and then attacked them across Qatar. Some of his men babbling about a rogue transformer, and that they were going to be kept to keep it quiet to all sorts of other theories.
What he didn’t expect was to be hustled onto another chopper while the plane they just got off soon began preparations to load two fire trucks on to it and a unit of soldiers. Though Epps brought up the two young men in fire fighting gear mixed amongst the brown and beige camo uniforms. It took a bit of dedication to have your hair and uniform colors match your work vehicle. Especially when the fire fighter bouncing about and helping everywhere he could was sporting blue hair and a blue and white uniform, while the taller and more laid back of the two was in straight red with a bit of white trim.
“Ah Captain Lennox I presume. Tom Banacheck, but you can call me Tom. I’m going to be in charge of your debriefing and other matters on this.”
The suit wasn’t much, but he had the friendly act down Will had to give him that much. Even as he gave a weary salute when the jet lag started to kick in.
“So where exactly are we going sir?”
“Hoover Dam, a few of the boys need whatever data you can give them on what happened to you. So we can take care of it.”
Hoover Dam, now Will remembered where he had seen this guy. The Sector Seven guy that was in charge of the transformers. Well, damn.
Fandom: Transformers (07/09 movie)
Universe: Earthborn
Rating: K+, T overall
Characters/Pairings: Sam Witwicky, Will Lennox, R. Epps, First Aid, Prowl, Red Alert, Blades, Streetwise, Bumblebee, Barricade, Banacheck, Inferno, Hot Spot
Warnings:oh hey we're finally getting into movie stuff now. Lets see how much of it I'm going to butcher for my own ends. (Why no I haven't thought that far ahead in regards to Mission City. I am so letting this go where it wants to now.)
Summary: The earth based mechs find out just how advance the other robots are.
==============================================
Sam wasn’t quite certain how he ended up in this situation or why. It had been normal enough until The Car came into his life officially. He had gone to school with the hundred page essay freshly typed and printed in his hands, survived the day to head home and plead with his dad to go looking at cars. There they had gone to one of the car lots he hadn’t been to with Miles and knew he wasn’t going to be able to change his dad’s mind on this. That’s when The Car came into view, all innocent and pitiful looking with the dirt caked on and the shiny disco ball and bee-otch air freshener. He would have fallen for it too, but he remembered the pictures and Miles’ not believing him about the stalking.
His staring at The Car and mentally warning it to stay away or something, his father took it as interest in the thing. Both dealer and dad had ‘tried to steer him to something else’ and he had willing gone along, but somehow he had ended up in The Car and nothing he said could get him out of it and not get the nice white padded room somewhere. The whole feeling safe and right in the driver seat of The Car was going to be ignored as well, that was probably a tactic to lure him into a false sense of security. Like the camaro of Satan The Car was. Even with the talk they had, well he couldn’t really call it a talk since he only got a bunch of song lyrics to his questions, and he so wasn’t going to just trust the…singing…I guess one could say singing, car at face value.
Even if it almost, he did not falter and give in because no one saw him give in, broke him down and he actually sat in the car and listened to it the next day after school. He made certain it knew he wasn’t going to do anything that would sell his or anyone else’s soul to it and its master so it could forget that.
Then the evil looking cop car showed up, and Sam really had to change his opinion of the little yellow camaro. Considering it was trying to keep the cop car from ripping his soul out or something.
Only for things to get even worse when the normal cops started pursuing, man he was going to need to explain this really well or something. Or he’d end up like Great plus Grandpa Archibald.
=========================
It hadn’t taken long for Streetwise to catch up, once the high speed chase had entered the highway that ran through the Nevada desert landscape. The mostly white with black Nissan easily catching up with the black and white Dodge and flicking its own police lights slightly in greeting, before the electronic beeping of a cell phone being dialed rapidly is heard.
“Sooo cop boss, why do you always get the fun patrol routes?”
“…I don’t pick these routes for us on the chance of such occurrences happening. The probability of this happening was-“
“Screw the probabilities, which one are we supposed to knock out?”
“Blades.”
“What? I could probably take them both if needed. Sort it out once they’re in the jail cell and all.”
As if to punctuate this the deep whump-whump-whump of rotary blades managed to be heard over the screaming of engines and sirens going at full tilt, just as a red and white military rescue helicopter appeared. Moving slightly ahead of the group before reluctantly pulling back and away from the two they were chasing.
“We don’t know what they can do though; I mean Groove told you about what happened in Qatar right? There’s too much of a security and safety risk to jus-“
Red Alert’s warning was quickly cut off as the ground based of the group careened themselves off the road and into the desert proper just as the black mustang did something that looked like a partial transformation and opened fire on them. Blades being the first to recover as he was airborne, fell back to where the ambulance and search and rescue Lamborghini were attempting to get out of the sand without transforming.
“He shot lasers at us!?”
“Yes Blades.”
“Is that even possible Prowl?”
“Not by our technology.”
“Well this makes it more interesting; we’re the ones bringing a knife to a gun fight then! So what do we do cop boss?”
“I’m trying to figure that out Streetwise. We can not allow them to enter a populated area again if they decide to become aggressive-“
“They’re already aggressive! At least the cop car from hell is!”
“We still do not know the intent of them or if there is anything else that we overlooked Blades. As we are about to gain some support from Sector Seven in neutralizing any possible threat we are to only engage when absolutely necessary. Only then Blades, not before.”
“I still think I could take ‘em now and get it over with.”
“I hate to interrupt this strategy meeting, since me being the twitchy and overly paranoid one that I am…but we may have overlooked something about the yellow one.”
The four that had been trailing behind the Lamborghini at that time sped up to see what was being talked about. Only for the sound of stuttering engines to show the shock as they actually scanned the inside of the camaro. Simmons was going to go apoplectic at this.
=============================
Captain Will Lennox had been expecting many things when his group was finally picked up. Debriefing he knew was going to be hell considering the giant black helicopter that changed into this mechanical monster and went rampaging across the base, and that metal scorpion thing that had stalked and then attacked them across Qatar. Some of his men babbling about a rogue transformer, and that they were going to be kept to keep it quiet to all sorts of other theories.
What he didn’t expect was to be hustled onto another chopper while the plane they just got off soon began preparations to load two fire trucks on to it and a unit of soldiers. Though Epps brought up the two young men in fire fighting gear mixed amongst the brown and beige camo uniforms. It took a bit of dedication to have your hair and uniform colors match your work vehicle. Especially when the fire fighter bouncing about and helping everywhere he could was sporting blue hair and a blue and white uniform, while the taller and more laid back of the two was in straight red with a bit of white trim.
“Ah Captain Lennox I presume. Tom Banacheck, but you can call me Tom. I’m going to be in charge of your debriefing and other matters on this.”
The suit wasn’t much, but he had the friendly act down Will had to give him that much. Even as he gave a weary salute when the jet lag started to kick in.
“So where exactly are we going sir?”
“Hoover Dam, a few of the boys need whatever data you can give them on what happened to you. So we can take care of it.”
Hoover Dam, now Will remembered where he had seen this guy. The Sector Seven guy that was in charge of the transformers. Well, damn.