This is Crazy, but I'm back!

Returning to a universe that has changed, great.Now wipe out the memories of those who were close to the person returning, not so great. Keep three people who were not close into the equation, eh that's an iffy. The return of RobustShell; it has it's own difficulties in the beginning but the dust will settle. And RobustShell will pick up what remained of her past. This is Crazy: Book 2.

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1. I'm baack!

 

    It's been a long time since I went to the theater for a Transformers movie. Specifically four years to be exact starting from 2011 to 2014. I am not watching Age of Extinction in 3-D glasses; this time I went with a Generation 1 Optimus Prime T-shirt, short jeans,white socks,old shoes with knotted up shoelaces, and just my average everyday glasses.The previews were one thing pretty nice. Now the opening came in showing outerspace and Earth . . .with an armada of cybertronian ships. This time Optimus Prime was not narrating it.

  I was confused. So obviously I did not understand the opening without some context here. Then the scene went down to Earth in the era where Dinosaurs existed. I saw the small dinosaur  similar to a baby T-rex exploring; except it bore a little resemblence to Ducky from the land before time.Then huge gigantic cybertronian ships similar to pillars landed on the surface.It became apparent that these ships must belong to the early seven primes from the second Transformers installment.Run baby T-rex! I clung on to hope that the baby dinosaur running into danger was gonna live while others were fleeing.

The little dinosaur went out for safety as these ships made a explosion.

Run cutey, run! I thought, leaning forward and saw the dinosaur ran for safety.

The baby dinosaur came over the mountain like structure, and behold, I saw more spaceships among the white-grayish scenery.

 "What the  .  .  ." I saw the landscape become white-gray material.  Could this be the ice age? I thought, trying to understand what the heck was going on here. But the other thing that was obvious is that any dinosaur in it's path had died and become part of the landscape.

 There is this close, whirr-clicking like sound coming straight from--me?

 I look down. Instead of seeing hands there was this mechanical floating like material coming from my arms similar to the ones from the theatrical trailers on youtube (Which I never saw on the big screen, sadly.) I didn't know whether to scream, but in my mind it was debated just to stare at it like a creep. Most people  don't know how scary it is until it happens to them.  My attention is no longer on the long awaited sequel because that can wait for later  .  .  . or can it? Can this kill me? I move my legs--oh I can still feel my legs--but they are not there!

"Holy slag!" I scream.

Everyone's attention switched from the movie to me; and that is way spine-chilling than reading it from a horror book. I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die.I DON'T WANNA DIE!

"Ivy!"

In a flash the theater was gone. However; memories from something that I cannot account for had struck me. Where was I? My name is Ivy--No wait I remember  about Megatron, I remember the eight sisters, I remember causing Sam's death, and then so much pain. Oh so that's where the line 'Rose' came from. What had I done in this timeline? Darkness turned into light and my senses returned. But here's the unebelievable kicker that no one would ever expect!  I'm rolling in  a barrel of sorts.

"AHHH" I scream, hearing birds and a ocean from outside the barrel. So this could mean I'm nearby a dock.Oh, hope this won't end up in me dying by falling into the water through this rolling barrel.  "I don't like getting dizzziiee!"

The barrel hit a hard object and pop went the top. I literately flew out then crashed into a pile of fish.

"Aw man!" I get out the fish pile. I look down to my wet shirt. "There goes my perfectly clean Generation One Optimus Prime shirt!"

 A couple people were staring at me like a weirdo.

"Stop staring at me." I snap at them flailing my arms. "Ever got freaked out by some Science fiction thing?" I wave my index finger back and forth. "Nope, I don't think so."

There was this gun like floating fly machine hovering just inches way from me.

 "DIEEEE!" I kick it down and stomp on it.

What's happened to me? I look over my shoulder to see there was a couple men in these swat uniforms heading my way. Oh boy there isn't gonna another 'Ivy has interrupted the timeline yet again!' scenario. I am not allowing myself to ruin the timeline  of a potentially good-movie that I do not understand the beginning that confuses me. So, yet as smart Transfan, I leaped on board a abandoned old ferry and hid inside a basement.

 "Come on, you said there was an Autobot signature here."  I heard a man's voice from outside.

"No, it was a Decepticon signature!" Oh yet another man, goody. Don't recognize the voice at all.

"Apparently Ratchet isn't on here." I remembered the trailer scene where Ratchet was getting attacked by the humans and it was nighttime in that shot. I cover my mouth; it's daytime so this isn't the exact time.

 "Another dead end." I heard another man said.

I took a step back but then fell down on a metal screw and landed on my butt.

"Ssssh." I look up and see Ratchet with a digit on his mouth.

Did I just really see a Autobot who hardly is seen fixing anyone in the Bayverse? I didn't say a word until they were off the ship. I pushed myself up against the wall feeling my heart pounding and my fear-o meter going up. For the first time in most of my life I was sitting across from a Autobot in hiding who told me to not make a sound. I don't know how long we had a stare-like contests but eventually Ratchet ended the eerie silence.

 "Correct me if I am mistaken  . . . but how is Optimus Prime on your shirt?" Ratchet asks.

I laugh a little at the medic.

 "I .  .  . um,  . . " I tap my fingers awkwardly. "Tell me if you know anything of the name: Robustshell."

His windshield wiper like liners made Ratchet appear confused.

 "No."

"Ivy Bell?"

 "No."

"The Crazy vermin?"

"Is that another name that humans give each other?"

"Uh no." I said,shaking my head. I take off my glasses--wait  .  . . I can see clearly  .  . . I can see from a good distance.I put my glasses into my left jean pocket.  "I'm  .  .  uh.  .  . "

 "A human named The Crazy Vermin?"

 I had this bad feeling that this may be the only time he'll know me.

 "No." I slightly smile, holding my hand out. "My name is Bell."

Yes, using my last name for Ratchet to identify me is a bit lame. I know but we never really got introduced to each other years ago.

"I'm Autobot Ratchet." He shook my small hand gently and then he let go.

"I'm from a universe where the Autobots and Decepticons are fictional." I said.

Ratchet tilts his head.

"That can't be possible." Ratchet makes a pretty logical observation. "How can you be from another universe?"

"We met before, Ratchet." I tell him, feeling mixed emotions coming through. No we haven't meet, well we kind of met when I was considered insane in 2009 by the Autobots. I look down briefly to my hands. "But you just don't remember me. Nobody does, probably."'

You can kind of figure Ratchet realized why Optimus Prime is on my shirt.  But his faceplate was full of concern and worry; easily telling me he is asking himself 'How could I forget a human?'.

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