19It's the Scrapyard Life
Greetings! Since there aren't many RID 2015 stories out yet I thought, "Hey! Might as well get in early." SO, warning, there are spoilers in this story for the show so, if you don't want to spoil it (and trust me, you don't want to be spoiled) then don't read this, yada yada yada, you get the idea. So this will have an OC and I will put her description at the top here before I start the chapter.
Sasha Clay
Name: Sasha "Swift" Ivy Clay
Age: 17
Height: 5'6/167cm
Eye Colour: Teal
Hair Colour: Dark chestnut brown
Father: Denny Clay
Brother: Russell Clay
Job: At the "Vintage Salvage Depot for the Discriminating Nostalgist" AKA the Scrapyard with her Dad.
Likes: Antiques, cars/motorbikes, her family & friends, the Scrapyard, sport (mainly footy), dancing and music.
Dislikes: Clowns, horror movies, pitch black, being alone and most girly things.
Favourite Colours: Light blue, white, grey, black and red.
Accessories: Work goggles and earrings.
Personality: Cheerful, a bit childish, intelligent, crafty, accepting, over protective and a little oblivious at times.
Looks: Slightly tanned skin, freckles on cheeks, pixie cut hair (fringe parted to the right) and fit.
Regular Wear: Light denim singlet top, black worn ¾ jeans, blue and black steam-punk style work goggles, silver earrings and black leather work boots with 3 buckles over each boot.
Alright, so know you know about her, I will let you read the chapter now. ~emzydatffan
Disclaimer (I keep forgetting to do these things): I do not own transformers, only my OCs.
"Normal Speaking"
"Thoughts"
:[Television/Radio]:
~Carving/Sign~
Pilot Part 1
3rd Person P.O.V
The hot sun burned down over the scrapyard that morning, the tell tale sign that summer vacation was in full swing. While school had only gotten out the other day, it felt like it'd already been a week of holidays to Sasha. There'd been quite a few customers in the past 3 days, wanting parts for go-karts and cubby houses and what not. Today was one of the days where they opened an hour later, so Denny, Sasha's Dad, and Sasha were just moving some of their "Vintage Salvaged" goods to where they belonged. You see, everyone else called it a Scrapyard, Junkyard or Dump. They, however, believed it was a "Vintage Salvage Depot for the Discriminating Nostalgist". It sounded much nicer and Junkyard and Dump were just insults to them. While Denny was working with the crane out the front, Sasha was in amongst all the towering rows of different items.
Sasha's P.O.V
"Hmm, now let's see…" I thought scanning over a stack of antique wooden toys from over a century ago. "That needs to be with the other bears… and this one-wait, this one isn't even a toy! It's a thick stick." I chucked the stick over my shoulder and huffed. I stood up from my crouch and wiped the dirt off my jeans. "I wonder if Rus is here yet? Eh, might as well go check." I began the short trek to the front, looking out for anything out of place when a loud BOOM sounded and the ground below me started shaking. "Wah!" I screamed whilst falling over, landing on the hard ground. The rumbling subsided quickly so I tried to get my bearings back. I was halfway up when I flopped back down again. "Ugh…" I moaned aloud. Getting up again, I placed my hand against my forehead in an attempt to ebb my growing headache. I stumbled into the front section of the Scrapyard with another groan but before I could do anything else, I was promptly tackled and almost tipped over. "Oof! What the-?" I looked down as whatever was hugging me let go. "Hey Russell! How's it going bro?"
"Eh, not bad. It's good to see you again." He answered with a smile.
"Back at you Rusty."
"Don't call me that!" I just grinned at his annoyance. Ah, I loved to tease my little bro. Dad walked up to us and dragged us into the 4th street diner he bought.
"Maybe we can catch the news report for whatever that thing was, it's sure to be all over the TV!" Dad exclaimed in excitement before letting us go, turning on the TV and starting breakfast for Russell. I sniffed the air after a little while and smiled. Dad was making Russell's favourite, bacon and eggs. Soon, a reporter's face filled up the screen and, as expected, started going on about the strange occurrence. :[Experts think that the tremor downtown Crown City just experienced was from a low level sonic boom across the river. Scientists suspect a meteor might have finished burning up while passing through Earth's atmosphere.]: I switched off the TV, having all the information we already needed. "Meteor huh?" Dad said with a childish grin splattered across his face. "Exploration time!"
"Hoo-ah!" I yelled with a fist pump.
"You mean wandering through the woods looking for a sliver of rock that probably isn't there any more?" "You just had to be a downer, didn't you Russell." I pouted at him slightly before I ruffled his hair to try and encourage him to have fun.
"It'll be fun, you'll see." My attempts were futile though since he swatted my hands away. Our heads all snapped towards the entrance as a bell was rung multiple times before ceasing. Dad perked up at the sound and smiled.
"We'll have to go treasure hunting later, that's my 9 am. He wants to sell a full set of life sized aluminium Billy the Breakfast Beaver figures!" I swear, sometimes my Dad is like a human Christmas tree, always so bright and happy. He flipped the bacon and eggs on to a plate in the shape of a smiley face. I went to reach forward but Dad smacked my hand away. "No Sasha, it's for Rusty. You already had some this morning." I nodded back in understanding and let my thoughts wander off. "Now that I think about, what is Billy the Breakfast Beaver? I remember Dad mentioning it of course but I don't get why they made life sized versions of those cheap toys." I was so lost in thought that I completely missed whatever my Dad and brother were discussing. All I heard was "Great plan!" and then Dad walked off to greet our 9 am guest. I looked at Russell expectantly, wanting to know what happened.
"You wanna come look for the meteor?" he asked bored and I nodded in reply. We both hopped off the seats and ventured into the woods on the outskirts of the Scrapyard.
- Time Skip -
Russell and I were walking through the forest at a calm pace just listening to the sounds of nature. Suddenly he stopped at a tree and placed his hand against it. I looked at it and smiled.
~RUSTY + DAD WERE HERE AND HAD A BLAST AND A ½ + GET WELL SWIFT!~
I remember that day. I was sick and we had planned for us to all go out for a hike while Russell was with us. I got them to go anyways and they showed me a picture of it. It made my day. I almost didn't notice when Russell started to walk off and hurried to catch up with him. I looked at the tree one last time before falling into step with him.
- Time Skip -
Since my little bro was feeling down, I decided to cheer him up like the good big sister I am. "Hey Rusty, see the quarry up ahead?"
He sighed in annoyance but looked to me no less. "Don't call me that sis. And yeah, I see it, so what?"
"I'll race you there!"
"Oh-ho, you are SO on!"
"Alright then you ready?"
"3-2-1-GO!" he shouted quickly and ran off.
"Hey! No fair!" I hollered as I chased after him. We were both laughing by the time we made it to the quarry. Russell just beat me and I congratulated him by ruffling his hair. We slowed down our laughter and got our breaths back and walked further in.
"HELLO!" a voice echoed across the quarry walls.
"HELLO!"
"YELLOW!" Russell and I shouted out at the same time, laughing at my little play on words. All the noises echoed around us in a symphony of sound and we stepped out from behind the large boulder we were behind to see who else was with us. What I wasn't expecting was to see a giant, red robot standing there with the same expression I'm pretty sure Russell and I both had.
"AAAHHHH!" we all screamed at one another. Russell backed up into the boulder, I stood in front of him and the robot fell back on its butt. If I weren't so scared, I would have laughed at the thought of a giant robot falling flat on it's butt but now definitely was NOT the time for that. "What're you?!" Russell squeaked out in fear and surprise, the robot copying him. I was just speechless, too many thoughts racing through my mind like mini cheetahs. A loud rumbling sound echoed throughout the quarry as we all, yes, the robot included, looked over to see a purple beast like robot stomping up to us. "What is that?!" the three of us said in unison once again. The beast gave a ferocious roar and I felt Russell grip my arm tightly.
"This isn't happening. Nothing like this happens here, it doesn't happen ANYWHERE!" I grew worried at my brother's fear and even though I was scared, it was my duty as a big sibling to try and ebb his fear.
"Hey, it's gonna be okay, okay? I've gotcha. Just-just stay behind me now, I'll protect you." He nodded at me, loosening his grip on me slightly. Not by much but enough to know I calmed him somewhat. Although I felt like I was reassuring myself a bit. Besides that though, I was very protective of my family and this… whatever it was, was scaring my bro. Big no no in my books.
"Hey!" the red robot said uneasily but was trying to sound happy. "Fancy seeing somebot else from Cybertron!...A Decepticon! That's… cool." It obviously wasn't cool from his tone but it just made me more curious about this whole thing. "Get ready to roll," he whispered to us before returning to his normal speaking level, "I'm Sideswipe, you are…?"
"Underbite. Heard of me?" the beast, Underbite, asked Sideswipe. Poor Sideswipe though, he looked a bit scared as he hesitantly shrugged. "Have you ever been to Nuon City?" Sideswipe shook his head for an answer and Underbite just grinned, or at least what looked like a grin, it was hard to tell. "That's 'cause I ate it!" And with that he lunged out at Sides. He was quick to react and dodged out of the way and protected us from the shower of rocks that came from Underbite's brute force against a boulder. I grabbed Russell's hand and dragged him over to where Sideswipe had stumbled over. Russell didn't want to go to the nice robot though. He broke away from my grasp and began to run away.
"Russell wait!" I sprinted off to pursue him and we bolted back through the forest, dodging branches and jumping over thick roots, but that wasn't anything compared to when we suddenly slipped down a slippery embankment and into a shallow river. We kept going and almost fell in a few times but made it up on to dry land in no time. Continuing to run like never before, I ended up dragging Russell to keep up. I didn't even notice that Sideswipe was following us from up above until he slid down a fallen tree in front of us.
"Aren't there any clearings around here?!" he asked in frustration.
Knowing these woods better than anyone else, I quickly shouted, "Follow me!" and led the way threw the forest. I swiftly took in my surroundings and discovered where we were and led everyone to a small clearing I knew of up ahead. Eventually, we entered the clearing and stopped for a breather.
"Wait, now we're out in the open! How is this any better?!" Russell asked/yelled. Sideswipe started to stand up from squatting down and said, "Now, I have room to do this." I watched in awe as he flipped up into the air and parts began shifting around and clicking into new positions. It took me a second to realize that he had transformed into a futuristic looking sports car that hovered above the ground.
"Damn…" I whispered and without thinking about it I stroked my hand along its hood. I felt it shiver at my touch and I shot my hand back to my side. I could practically feel my cheeks heat up from embarrassment. How could I forget that it was actually a he and was alive? I was too caught up in my embarrassment that I didn't her the sound of breaking forest next to us. I did notice when the beast from before jumped out in front of us. I screamed in fear and backed up into Sides' side.
"'Cause transformin' into a car makes a real big difference. Hello?! I ate a whole city!" he roared and I raced over to the other side of Sideswipe where Russell was.
"Get in." the calm, friendly voice of Sideswipe called to us.
"In you?" Russell questioned in disbelief as the window was rolled down.
"Russell, just get in." Was my answer for him as I pushed him through the window. I started to climb through too when we heard, "Come here!" and the Sideswipe sped off, Underbite pouncing where we once were and me still shimmying into Sideswipe via the small window. "Oops, sorry Russell, just hang tight for a sec." I wriggled in and ended up with my legs on Russell and my chest over on the driver's side.
"Ow!" he moaned but didn't complain otherwise. I moved about and finally situated myself in the driver's seat. Relaxing into the soft seats, I gazed around the interior and my mouth opened the smallest bit. I had to admit, it was one nice interior. I was jolted from my staring by something smooth sliding over my chest so I looked down to see what it was. "Seatbelt?" My brother and I asked as we looked to each other.
"You're gonna need it." Being in the driver's seat, I saw what looked like a speedometer with weird glyphs shoot forwards while Russell and I were forced back into our seats. We were going so fast that I couldn't help but let out a cheer of excitement.
"Woohoo!" I thought I heard Sideswipe chuckle but I was probably imagining it since it was so quiet. I felt him shift and slow down to a stop, blaring his horn at something. I looked out and gaped at what I saw. Two other robots were there in front of us. "I hope they're friendly too." The sheer excitement on Russell's face made me smile brightly and I leaned over him to get a better view. I heard the tall yellow and black one start speaking in an annoyed tone.
"Wonderful. We've been here for less than an hour and he's already revealed himself to two humans."
"Oh…" the white and blue one, that looked and sounded like a girl, started as she bent down. "so those are humans?" We just watched her softly poke Russell's forehead and I giggled at their expressions. A sudden jerk from Sideswipe though had us back in our seats with confusion clear on our faces before we jettisoned forward. "Underbite must be back." I tried to look back and see how close he was. Sideswipe, however, didn't want me to and his seatbelt tightened a smidge to keep me back. It wasn't that long before we came upon a crashed spaceship and Sideswipe stopped to let us out. Russell got out first but before I stepped out, I rubbed my hand against his dash and said "Thanks." The others were all transformed and I basked in the suns rays for a microsecond.
"Hey you're back!" A joyful voice exclaimed. I looked over and had to do a double take. There was an orange robot that was no taller than me! "Well I can check 'taller than an alien robot from a species of giant alien robots' off of my bucket list." Okay, maybe not the most reasonable thing I should have been thinking about right now. I almost jumped when that familiar roar was heard though and I couldn't help but sigh in aggravation.
"Oh come on!" I screeched as the giant purple form of Underbite broke through the tree line and into the ship's clearing. I stood in front of Russell and the mini robot to somewhat shield them when the big brute came bounding toward us. Let's just say, I had never been more relieved in my entire life than when the yellow bot swooped in and saved us from eminent doom. He carried us in his arms away from the battle that ensued.
"Humans!" He shouted to gain our attention.
"Uh, Russell and Sasha!" My little brother said as he indicated to himself then me. I don't know if he really cared or not but he placed us down before talking to us again.
"Get behind that stasis cell. Fixit! Stay with them." "Fixit hmm? 2 names of the good bots down, 2 to go." The yellow bot had returned to the fight and we all just stood there for a moment. Until,
"What's a stasis cell?!" Fixit ignored Russell's question as he ushered us behind a large grey and blue cylinder. We peaked out from behind it to see what was going on and I sighed in relief.
"Few, we're safe for now."
…
I just had to say that. Of all the things to say, I had to say that and jinx us. The cylinder began shaking and I fell back on my butt with a startled squeak when a black and green head popped out of it. He spoke so quickly that I could barely understand what he was saying, I knew though that it was something along the lines of 'fighting', 'fighting' and 'fighting'. I felt bad for the poor guy when Fixit just up and electrocuted him. He seemed almost unaffected as it was. My attention was drawn away from him and on to the battle again. Underbite seemed to be beating them. Why? Well, he was tossing them aside like pieces of rubbish. The stasis cell in front of him was in his way so he chucked it just like the other bots and it flew in our direction. I pushed Russell towards Fixit who helped the boy run away from our supposed "safe zone". I managed to catch up easily and we all hid behind a piece of ship that was out of sight from the beast. I panted heavily, the adrenaline rush had started to die down. For some reason, Underbite left the battlefield. Odd, but I let it go. He was gone now and we were safe. Coming out of hiding, everyone gathered in the middle of the clearing. "Fixit," the yellow bot addressed, "I assume that was one of your escaped prisoners?" I gulped at that. "We were up against an evil alien prisoner?!" Nobody seemed to notice my unease, everyone was focused on what Fixit was doing with a piece of the ship. A screen popped into existence from outta nowhere with glyphs similar to the ones inside Sideswipe's car mode, along with some images next to them. It started automatically scrolling through all the glyphs and it finally stopped on one file.
"A, uh, Chompozoid named Underbite," the file opened up and I realized it was a criminal database. "the more the Chompozoid consumes, the more powerful it becomes."
"Wonderful." I added sarcastically with an eye roll at the end of Fixit's debrief.
"So, it's not good if he's heading for a metal graveyard then, is it." We all turned at Sideswipe's words to where he was pointing. I swear that my heart stopped beating at that very moment. "No…" I didn't listen to what the others were saying. I couldn't focus on anything else. There, not too far away, was the Scrapyard.
…
"Daddy."
And there you have it. The Pilot episode part 1. What'd you think? Constructive criticism is appreciated. I hope you all liked that, let me know if you want me to continue or not. Have a great day you guys and thanks for reading!
~emzydatffan