Getting Home

I never in all of my life thought that i would be glad to see this rinky dink mountain town as i was when we sat down. I never realized how much I loved the land, the trees and the moutains, every thing. I also never realized that you should never ever EVER let some one put a snyth copy of you out there to live your life while they, shoot you in the ass with a trank dart, cram you in a suspension tank and then leave it there. WITH your check book ...
Apprently they programmed in my personality but decided to neglect all common sense. ::SIHGS:: I am now the proud owner of two pairs of high heeled sandals, four itty bitty chemiso tanks, four slinky see through over shirts, and three tubes of lip stick that I normally wouldnt be caught dead in.
All of that aside I am glad that its over that there will be no more evil, no more darkness and that all of Kenya and hers are finally free. oh speaking of , never try to get a shy sith lord to give you a kiss. DONT ask.
And then there was the memorial services and the party afterward.
Oooh boy.
I have never in all my life seen so many different types of people in one place simply enjoying them selves. It was nice to see everyone there and just being them selves and being happy.
Roddy and Luke seem to have developed a very real friend ship, never saw that one comming Nooooo.. hehe.
Though I dont think Roddy is to fond of Leia for some reason or another. I think he believes she's being disresepctful to her Father. That's a real pet peeve with Roddy.
Then there's Orion him self, he still looks kinda rough. Thier Coloring isnt just paint its a special kind of pgimentation and Ratchet is still makeing some to cover up his scars. So at the moment he looks vaugely redneckish. Ala, spots of primer grey here and there on him where the repairs had been done. I dont care one bit.
I'm just glad hes alive. So when some one plays "almost paradise" i have no qualms about gettting pulled out to dance.
I hope all of our efforts pay off and that everything ends on a happy note. OH and one more thing before I sign off, All the members of the jedi council attention please. BACK OFF!
Or you have all of us to deal with, specifically me! Lord Vader is Orion's friend and i have no itention of letting His friends be hurt.
You have been warned.
Rose

Insomnia

I lean my facce against the cool glass of the view port and stare out at the miserable little ball of charcoal that caused all of this.
Its the night cycle here on the ark and I SHOULD be asleep. Truth be told I feel like I've been on a three day drunk. Not to mention the fact that Prowl felt compeled to shoot me in the ass with the trank dart.
So all of that said I SHOULD be back in Rion's quarters in the med bay out cold. Unforturnately one of my more charming qualties seems to have kicked in full blast. When I am tense or worried or just plain old out of sorts I get horrible insomnia. Strangely enough some of my best writing happens to have been done while waiting for something resembleing sleep to come and find me, but as much as it can be fun some times, even i know that its far from a healthy habit.
Still there's nothing i can do.
My friend Kenya is over on her ship and her dearest friend may not live through the night. How am i suppose to sleep knowing that?
I bet she isnt either. Thats the problem with being a woman, worrying.
Still there's not a whole lot more i can do.
I was supposed to have stayed unconcius for another 12 or so hours after they let me out of that thing. It didn't work quite that way. As soon asI got warm, i sat up and proved to my self that Orion was okay. He was coverd in bumps, burises, and his hands were cut up pretty badly due to picking up an ATAT and chucking it into the lava. Smart move. Still he was lucid, and more than happy to see me safe and alive. For some reason he was terrified i was going to do something stupid, and yes i was but thats not the point.
Any how, I was makeing sure he was safe to my own personal standards when chaos hit. Some of the wounded that had been brought in where, for a lack of better word seizeing. I'm guessing this was the group that probally got hit by those PSI vamp things, Doremtntors or how ever you spell it. Needless to say Ratchet needed help, So i took off and left Rion there and did what i could. I dont know that much but i do know basic first aid and apparently am pretty good and breaking herseys bar's along the lines.(Shrugs, what the heck chocolate had to do with it I dunno, but Ratchet handed me a box of the things, and screamed to follow him.)
Eventualy we did get all of them treated and i was let go, not before he checked me to make sure, that i was okay. I wasn't I felt like crap, but That wasnt important.
Still he told me to go get some rest and kicked me out of medbay.
So here I am, looking out the window.
My Shirt and geans are drying in the bath room, they got a lil dirty from the crisis, thankfully someone had some stuff in my size. A long white gown and a robe made of some flowery blue matieral. Its pretty but not really me, its probally the most femanine thing I've worn in years.
i have my hair down and fluffed out, i just have no desier to redo it at this point, so i guess i look pretty awful. OH well , least i will scare off any aliens that come by.
I want to think that this is over, that we've won. But my insistincs tell me better. The truth is, Palpatine may still very well be a real threat. When the fleet is moble again BYSS has to GO. ASAP. Else we will be facing a young healthy clone that will knock us all on our asses. And there is the fact that he DID contact some creepies that are the personification of evil. Just like him.
This isnt over by a long shot.
Still, all we can do now is wait.
Vader, I know you will wake up, when you do, just as i said in the replies on Kenya's blog, I have every intention of finding you and Giving you the biggest kiss i can. I owe you that much.
There is also something else.
Im not, as much as rion might like it, going back to earth, the synth is actually doing better at my job than me. I SHOULD be insulted by that but hey if she gets me a raise. Still all jokes aside, my place is here. I was a bloody fool to let him convince me otherwise and I'm not having it. Im here to stay, till this is over.
Once and for all.

Aftermath

It was about four in the morning last night when they came to the brig and woke me up. OKay well they didn't really wake me, I had been for the most part just stareing at the cealing until my circuts forced me into recharge. So I was indeed a lil shocked when the lights snapped on and Grimlock and Ironhide grabbed me and hauled me out of my cell.
I really didnt know much of what to expect other than to get my ears pinned back by someone for trying to help poor Rose. i had done what she'd wanted me to, and i got my self in trouble for it too. See if i ever fall for that cute lil pout of hers again.
To make a long story very much shorter, they hauled me up to the bridge took off my binders and suddenly started saluting me.
"SIR," I turned and found Prowl there looking at me. "We have reached the Mustafar system, awaiting further orders."
Once I managed to get my mouth shut, i realized that something must have happened. The battel was more than likely over.
"Establish a safe orbit," I told them, "Then open all medical facilities to the casualties below."
"SIR!" I got salutes and then watched as they took off.
A few seconds later the screen snapped to life and Megatron was on the other end.
"Good to see you have your Father's gift for fast thinking," He commented. "the nemisis has also opened her doors to the injured. Since you are now the acting Prime Rodimus. We are awaiting your orders."
"Just keep us in orbit until we find out how many are hurt."
"can do," he nodded and shut the screen off.
I left the command post and headed down to check on the injured, no way of knowing that i was going to relive one of my worse night mares.
One of the strechers that were being hauled in, amoung those that continaed , wear cats, a huge blue dragon, asguard and many others, was a gigantic one that held my father. Optimus.
He lookedl ike he had taken down something monsterous with his bare hands, litterally.Half his mask was gone and there were more than a few things that I knew had to have come from lava.
Just like that i was back at the city seeing him blown to bits as i stood by. I shook my had and MADE my self get it under control, heading into the mayham to help the best i could.
I'm no medic but Ratchet, and Firstaid needed extra hands and mine were available.
Eventually that horrid night came to an end, every one that could have been treated her on the ark, or over on the nemesis was and now they were busy keeping the medics company.
So that left me with time to do what i had to do, find my father.
There he was, right where they told me. Still i could see something was wrong. His eyes were deeply despondant, like he had lost something.
"Dad?" I asked.
"Roddy?" He looked up at me, "Kenya, she..."
"I know dad, I heard," I shook my head, "She did it out of love, just like Mom."
"He did what he had too, we all did. But..."
"Death has never stopped you, "I shook my head, "It wont stop him."
"Why Rodimus," He asked me softly.
"Why what dad?"
"Why do Madmen always want to destroy something beautiful and Innocent?" He paused and exhaled, "Just because of who they love."
I stopped and looked at him for a moment. "Stay here."
Ten minuts later i was standinng in a smaller med bay illuminated by a soft blue glow. i walked Closer and wiped the frost off the glass of the source of light.
"Maybe megs was right," I stood up and hit the deactvation switch, "time to show him that your safe."
There was a soft hiss as the thing cracked open and i looked at the thing inside. Long curly brown hair spread out behind her, she was still dressed in the jeans and black t-shirt she had been when they crammed her in here, around one small cream colored hand a silver chain holding the Matrix was tiwned.
If this wasnt enough to save his sprit from the horrors of the battle, nothing would be.
Another ten minutes later i had returned to My Father's quarters, this time carrying his most prized possesion to him like she was made out of glass. The fact was she was still out and wasnt about to come around for another 12 hours or so. So she was there for him, and didnt even know it.
"You.."
"Brought her?" I finished as I hadned her over. "OH yah, you think i was going to listen to her yell cus we didnt?"
I dont think he even heard me any more, just seeing that she was safe and alive was more than enough to help him.
Now I have to go help another person, a friend who is where i was long ago.
I make sure im the proper size before i go on my luke hunt. I wont let the man worry about his father alone, wait for death with no one there for him.
My father and his lover are safe for now, i have to check into this.
The man has to recover, so many hearts will break if he does not. I've seen it, I've lived it.
We are all here praying for you anakin. Dont give up.
Rodimus Prime

Message To Prime..

Counter part,
I am aware that you will be reading this blog so it is where that i will inform you of the condition of you human female.
Rose was, as predicted, slightly up set. So much as so she choose to ignore your Autobots and come directly to me, wishing to take a more direct route.
Basically she informed me that she inteneded to follow you and demanded the acess codes to the Nemesis. She fully intended to take my battle crusier and blow Mustafar off the map before you or Lord Vader arrived. As you know the Nemesis could have acomplished this very easily. Still you had left both this woman and your son in my care. So there for I refused her the acess codes and directed my men to remove her from the base of opperations, seeing as how she was in little mood to be reasonsed with.
Less than a half an hour later, your second in comman Prowl Came to me and informed me that both the woman and the boy had been found trying to hack the main control of the Ark. YOU know your ship is just as capeable of wiping out that little smoldering heap of rock as mine is. To say that your female was determined to find you would be putting it lightly.
Unfortunately this left us with the need to take steps.
Rodimus is currently cooling his heels in the brig on the Ark. Rose, she is cooling her heels is a much more ... literal fashion. Your medic Ratchet as well as my own chief surgeon Hook assures me that there will be no lasting effects from the suspension capsule, that she will awaken some what exhausted but other wise will be fine.
To you I am sure that this seems unduely harsh. that there had to be another way to keep her here. I assure you Optimus, this was not the case. She is at the very least safe now, though I have no doubt I will have her utter contempt when she dose come around. I can live with that, I have had beautiful women mad a me more times than I can saw.
It was MY fualt that your Elita-1 perished. I will not allow your human female to die by any one's hand. She is safe and I have a synth takeing her place at her employment so her Human Job is safe.
Return to this woman soon Prime. That kind of love is worth more than dying for, that kind of love is worth Living for.
Sincerly Your counter part
Megatron

What now?

What do I do now?
I will not let him go to face this alone, but It may cost me something more.
Still this is whats right you and I both know this the right thing to do my precious Rose.
As much as it hurts we will make this work. I swore that I would never leave you alone again. When we come back, when this is over, I will tell you the truth.
Forgive me for what I must do.
Orion.

Comming Home

They say that war is hell.
They are wrong.
Waiting, that's hell.
No knowing, That's hell.
Being alone, that's hell.
Holding on to one tiny fragment of the person you hold dear. Knowing that it may be all that you have left of him by the time its over.
That my friend, that is hell.
The last thing I wanted was to go off to where my grandparents lived and listen to the will reading from my grandmother's last will.
That made everything I had experianced over her come slamming back into me with the force of a metor.
Needless to say I was more than just a lil bit depressed on my way home.
So Imgaine my shock when I stopped for gas just inside of my home town and heard some one blast a very loud horn in my direction.
When I whirled around and saw the red Peterbuild next to me, still bearing the scorch marks from battle, I almost had a break down. I can only guess what the folks at the gas station thought when the truck transformed, changed size and threw his arms around me.
I made it back home and suddenly felt guilty over my jibliation. Ratchet, FirstAid, Wreckgar and Hook, have thier hands full.
Every where there are both Autobots and Decepticons, not to mention others of various different forces.
Worse of all one of the ones that got hurt the worst was poor roddy.
It was a night mare, still I cant feel bad about seeing them all home. Hurt or not they are safe and alive.
and thats what matters the most to me.
Soon they have to go back so I am going to hold on to them and be with them in the time I can.
RP1