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Title - Welcome to the Autobots
Fandom - Human Transformers
Characters - Eric (Optimus Prime), Alex (Bumblebee), Sebastion (Ratchet), Gabriel (Ironhide), Jazz
Rating - Eh...K to T I guess, mainly because of violence.

Exhausted was the understatement of the century.

Eric shook his head as he walked into his room and he literally fell onto his bed.

There were the faint sounds of his friends in their own rooms, getting settled in for the night. He hadn’t even bothered taking off his clothes, for every part of his body was aching from the work that they had done. His hand hurt from it being slammed in a hood, his back hurt from falling back against a car door, and his head hurt from the car alarm that had accidentally been set off.

He had never seen so many cars go in and out of the garage like today, and he only prayed that it would never happen again. There was only one thing that had made this day tolerable at the least – Alex.

Eric couldn’t help a smile as the teen came to mind. He had only been at the Fireshot for a day and already was already part of the team. Gabriel and Sebastion had both been more than a little surprised when he had introduced Alex and said he was moving in and working with them.

Gabriel had seemed more the displeased with this news, griping and complaining that Alex would only give them trouble.

After today however, even Gabriel seemed to be warming up to the young blonde.

Jazz still hadn’t met Alex yet, but Eric was sure the officer would be happy to have another member of the team.

Eric’s smile faded as he remembered why he had brought Alex here with such open arms. He had sensed a spark within the boy, and he was almost positive that this teen was one of the companions he had been searching for.

The only problem was how to go about telling Alex and figuring out –

Eric’s thoughts were interrupted rather abruptly as a knock came at his door. He sat up, blinking, then with a wince he got off the bed. He paused, then went and opened the door to see said person standing in the hall.

“Alex? What’s wrong?” he asked, noticing the troubled expression on the youth’s face.

Alex looked up at him with the blue eyes that gave off an almost electric energy.

“Eric, I’ve gotta go home quick and pick up a few things. I just…well, I guess I want to let you know that I won’t be long.”

“Oh, alright. Do you want me to drive –“

“No!”

Eric blinked, a bit startled by Alex’s sharp reply. The blonde shrunk back a little,

“Uh…no. That’s ok, really. I wont be long and I’m used to walking.” He said, regretting his outburst. He rubbed the back of his head and gave Eric a faint smile,

“Besides, walking is better for me.”

Eric nodded slightly,

“Well…alright then. Don’t get into any trouble.”

Alex stepped back from his door,

“Me? Get into trouble? Come on Eric, I can get out of any problem with a few words.”

With that the teen turned and headed down the hall towards the back door, leaving Eric doubtful. He knew that Alex could protect himself…but if his suspicions were true…

He shook his head, bringing a hand through his hair.

“He’ll be fine.”

He said to himself. He hesitated before closing his door.

~*~*~*~*~

Alex walked with a brisk pace – hands in his pockets and eyes to the ground. It was late, so there were only a few people on the streets and has he got closer to home, he made sure not to make eye-contact with anyone.

He still felt bad for snapping at Eric, but he hadn’t wanted the man to see just how bad Alex had had it before they met. It was embarrassing and depressing to live and grow up in the worst part of town, and Alex would prefer Eric not see his origins.

Once he got home, he wasn’t surprised that the house was empty. He didn’t bother looking around for anyone and quickly walked around the trashed living room and through a broken door on the left.

His room was small, cluttered, and cold, but it still meant something to him. His new room at the Fireshot was so much bigger…

Alex shook his head, bending down and grabbing a backpack before he started to grab a few of his personal belongings. Not much, but things that he had some good memories of and attachment. He found a pair of yellow headphones and smiled before putting them into the bag as well.

Suddenly, the creaking of the floor caught his attention. Alex tensed quickly, the grip on pack strap tightening as he heard voices.

In a flash of movement, he was at his window and opening it. He didn’t want his mom to see him…or more he didn’t want to see her. Or worse – maybe his father had returned home. Either way, the last thing Alex wanted was a confrontation.

The window jammed as he tried to open it and Alex cursed under his breath. There was definitely someone in the house and the voices grew louder.

Someone stepped through the doorway and Alex turned from the window. Their eyes met and Alex couldn’t help but stare.

The man had piercing light blue eyes – eyes that were like ice, and his skin was a pale blue that was un-human in every way possible. He had to be barely twenty at most, his ears were pointed, and short white hair was slicked back with two red strands of hair that closely resembled his own black ‘antennae’.

The two stood there…staring at one another until the man glared.

“Stop right there.” He hissed, his voice strange and painful to Alex’s ears.

Alex turned his gaze, ripping up the window with as much strength as he could muster. He grabbed his bag and swung a leg over the window sill as the strange man came running at him with amazing speed.

With a shout, Alex fell back onto the ground outside and the window slammed shut behind him, stopping the man from leaping out after him.

Alex didn’t give himself time to recover from his fall and rolled over to stand. Already he could hear shouts from within his house and it only took him a moment to grab his pack once again and take off down the street.

“I know this place like the back of my hand – no way will they catch up.” He muttered under his breath. Something pulsed within him, causing him to stop after a moment.

Confusion flickered across his face as he felt warmth in his chest.

He stepped back into an alley, scanning it for a moment before running and ducking back behind a large dumpster. He would let them search for abit and then run for the Fireshot.

Who the hell was that guy?

His mind shifted its attention however as he felt the heat within him dulling as he calmed. Alex was confused, freaked out, and was really considering pinching himself.

“What is going on?” he muttered, leaning back against the alley wall and shaking his head.

“You’re about to find out.”

The voice made him look up and Alex let out a strangled shout as a man similar to the one in his room grabbed him by the throat and slammed him up against the wall with frightening ease.

“Heh, this kid is what the trouble is all about? Seems to hardly be worth all of this trouble.” He sneered, his red eyes narrowing up at the blonde in his grip.

“Rumble, be easy with him. We might be able to get some answers…”

The red haired man turned slightly as three others came up. The one from earlier had been the one who had spoken and Rumble slowly let Alex slide down the wall – but kept a grip on Alex’s arm.

“Answers? I thought the whole point of this was to stop Prime from getting another Autobot?” he snapped, clenching his fist.

Alex looked up after he regained his breath.

“What the hell are you guys talking about?!” he asked, glaring.

Before he could react, Rumble lashed out and punched him in the stomach. It knocked the breath right out of him and Alex swayed as he struggled to remain standing. Rumble shoved him and Alex fell painfully back.

The other couple of men were standing back, watching with faint interest as Rumble went to grab Alex once again.

The blonde froze for a moment, then narrowed his blue eyes as Rumble grabbed his wrist. Alex quickly grabbed the hand of the captured wrist with his other hand and yanked it. Rumble blinked, the wrist leaving his grip and making him stumble forward slightly…

Only to meet with Alex’s elbow.

The blonde slammed it into the red haired man’s face, sending his sprawling backwards onto the ground. The others were stunned from this sudden event, and Alex quickly ran for it.

“Get him - NOW!”

Alex winced, the pulse within him warming his chest once again. A faint pain in his back made him mutter, but his shoes continued to pound against the cement as he ran down the alley. He came out into a construction area and paused long enough to figure out where he was.

He took a step forward just before hearing a strange echoing sizzle. It reminded him of the sound guns made off of old sci-fi movies, and when he turned a bright orb of purple energy screamed right past him – skimming his shoulder.

Alex cried out in pain, grabbing his shoulder as he felt the clothing and skin burn. The orb hit into a pile of metal and melted them within seconds. Alex stumbled, looking up to see the strange men once again, with Rumble missing.

One stood in front, his red eyes narrowed as he held the weirdest weapon Alex had ever seen.

“That’s quite enough boy. Starscream, Thundercracker – grab the brat and hold him.”

“Yes Megatron.”

The first one he had met was Starscream, and the other man looked almost identical to Starscream - save for the blue streaks in his hair.

Alex stepped back quickly, his hands balling into fists as he stood, ready to fight. He hadn’t learned martial arts just to mess around. There was no way he would let these creeps mess with him anymore.

As they came closer, Alex again felt the warmth in his chest…only this time, the pain in his back stabbed through him in a strange tingle. He gasped, stepping back as he winced.

Thundercracker glared and pulled a weapon from what seemed to be thin air.

“We better hurry Screamer…seems the brat’s wings are trying to come out.” He sneered, his weapon charging with a black glow.

Alex’s vision blurred as the pain again shot through him. He tried to keep his stance, his fists clenched and ready, but before he knew it he was grabbed roughly and thrown forward onto the ground.

The warmth in his chest now was almost unbearable, and Alex only opened his eyes when he was pulled to his feet by the scruff of his shirt. He was now face to face with Megatron, who smiled darkly. He seemed to look right into Alex’s eyes…and chuckled.

“We found this one just in time…we’ll finish this boy off now. His wings are close to revealing themselves and we wouldn’t want that to happen…”

Megatron lifted Alex up higher, choking the blonde slightly. Starscream and Thundercracker aimed, their weapons both charged to their full power…

Again, that strange echoing sizzle, but this time it sounded a lot stronger. Alex closed his eyes, waiting for the pain and burning, but suddenly both he and Megatron were doused in a red glow. Alex opened his eyes long enough to see an orb of red energy coming at them.

Megatron shouted something, dropping Alex and leaping back to dodge the attack, which plowed into the ground violently as it missed its target.

Alex hit the ground, coughing before he sat up and looked to where the men were glaring…

“Eric?!”

Alex gasped, wincing as the warmth pulsed even more. The three men he had recently met were all standing at the edge of the construction site, along with a darker colored man Alex didn’t know. Gabriel stood beside Eric, guns in his hands that were just as alien as Megatron’s.

One gun as smoking and Gabe smiled.

“Slag – I missed him Optimus.” He said, his voice filled with hatred despite the smile.

Eric didn’t seem to hear this, for his gaze was on Megatron. He stepped forward,

“Leave the boy alone Megatron.” He commanded, clenching his fist. Alex was shocked to see flames come to life around Eric’s arms, but Megatron only smiled,

“And let him become an Autobot? I don’t think so.”

“Wrong answer!” Gabriel shouted, lifting both guns and aiming.

Megatron made a strange sound that resembled a hiss before Starscream and Thundercracker opened fire on the group and a shots were exchanged rapidly. A battle broke out, leaving Alex sitting in the middle of the cross fire. He tried to stand, but the pain in his body was growing…all focusing out to his back.

He clutched at the ground, wondering if it was possible for a human to melt as his chest seemed to be on fire.

A ripping sound filled the air and Alex clawed the ground as he felt energy surge through him, his eyes glowing briefly.

“Skywarp, kill him!”

The order was barely audible in the fighting, but a figure was over Alex in a flash of movement. Eric turned as he caught the movement in the corner of his eye, the flames encircling his arms ceasing for a split movement.

“Alex!”

He shouted. Gabriel turned on a dime, aiming for Skywarp, yet the Decepticon was on the ground as a flash of yellow and black tackled into him.

Skywarp yelped in surprise, stunned at Alex’s new speed. He stood and fired at the blonde and his eyes widened as Alex dodged it with a sidestep.

Wings.

Wings had opened from Alex’s back, shining strangely with a black and yellow aura. Eric smiled – he had been right with his first suspicion of the spark within Alex.

Alex barely gave Skywarp enough time to recover before he ran right up to the man and placed a perfectly aimed round-house to the stomach. Yet before Skywarp hit the ground, Alex continued into a melee and slammed the unlucky man with an upper cut and then a hop kick to the face.

Skywarp went crashing back to the ground in pain and Alex stared. This new power and speed was amazing! He never felt so strong…

“Decepticons, retreat! This isn’t over Prime – not by a long shot!”

As quickly as the battle had started, it ended, and Eric sighed in faint relief. Jazz fixed his visor a little, laughing through his heavy breathing.

“That was fun…but personally, Starscream ain’t much of a fighter.” He joked.

Eric allowed the flames around him to fade to blue before completely fading, and his attention turned to see Alex collapse on the ground. Panic ripped through him,

"Alex!"

His yell seemed to bring his friends back to the current situation and all four men ran to the blonde. Eric knelt down quickly, watching as Alex’s wings folded gently over his back. He hesitated before leaning forward and scooping the teen into his arms, cautious to not bend the new wings in anyway.

Blue eyes locked with Eric’s own, and Alex smiled faintly.

"Eric…you guys have…a lot…of explaining to do…" he muttered, the spark within him sputtering slightly from its newly awakened state. Eric managed a smile, standing as he held the small blonde.

“I know Alex.” He said with a nod.

Eric turned to the others, glancing at Sebastion.

“Ratchet, would you – “

“Of course Optimus. I may be retired, but I’m still a medic. I’m sure he’s just exhausted from his wings coming fully.” Sebastion said as he looked at Alex.

“Right! Well, let’s get back to the Fireshot and party! Looks like we’ve got a new member, ain’t that right ‘Hide!?” Jazz cheered happily, nudging the larger man.

Gabriel shook his head,

“A beer sounds better than som’ rowdy party.”

They began to walk when Alex shifted in Eric’s arms.

“Op…Optimus?”

Eric stopped, surprised to hear Alex call him that.

“Yes?”

“Bumblebee.”

Eric blinked, confused, and Alex only smiled.

“Bumblebee – that’s what you guys can call me.”

Understanding dawned and Eric smiled as well.

“Bumblebee? Unique name…but if that’s what you wish to be called, then that’s fine with me.”

The others had stopped and waited for him and Eric couldn’t help but feel like this night had been a huge leap into his future. Another Autobot had joined the team, and he felt that Alex would bring what they were missing into the group.

“Welcome to the Autobots, Bumblebee.”

Eric said under his breath as the blonde’s wings began to molt and fade.