User:Roseann Shadowflame



Autobot | Decepticon 

The Autobots stood in their new base, located in a rural area of Pennsylvania. Hidden above ground in the middle of a mountain, the base was safe and hidden from the Decepticons.

Optimus walked into the main room, much bigger than the old base had been. It was designed much differently, for at one point, it had been a safe place for people to hide from armies. Jack, Raf, and Miko sat in a carpeted corner of the large room, sitting on white couches and watching the TV. Raf sighed, remembering how they all used to play video games in the old base. Arcee, Bumblebee and Bulkhead all stood, watching as Optimus walked in, making sure that, if he did need help walking, they could help him. It was not long after he had been in the explosion of their first base, and Ratchet had a hard time healing him. But he was doing alright, considering the circumstances. He walked to Ratchet, who glanced very quickly behind him at Optimus. Even he was worried, because the situation Optimus had been in was traumatizing at the very least. “Have you found anything, old friend?” Optimus asked, walking straight up to the screen, looking at it. “Nothing quite important, Optimus,” said Ratchet, sighing. “Decepticon activity here has been surprisingly low, however, I'm monitoring Jasper... the entire town is leveled, but Agent Fowler had evacuated everyone before it was.” Optimus looked down at the ground, and remembered all of the time they had spent in Jasper. A large crash was heard in the other side of the room, and Optimus and Ratchet both turned their heads to the sound. Miko was sitting on the ground, rubbing her head. “Note to self: don't attempt to jump off of ladder twenty feet off of ground,” she muttered, standing up, walking slowly to the couch. “Miko, what were you thinking?” Ratchet asked, walking over, getting down so as to make sure she wasn't hurt. “I was thinking I was bored, so I jumped twenty feet off of a ladder. That's pretty much it,” Miko replied, pulling her legs up onto the couch and holding them against herself. Ratchet sighed, and said understandingly, “I understand you miss Jasper, but you're safer here.” The corners of Miko's mouth turned up, and she replied to Ratchet with, “Thanks, Ratch.”

The sensors started blaring off in the base, and Optimus looked over to the holo-screens, as did Ratchet. He ran over with Ratchet, and looked at the rather transparent screen. “An Autobot life signal!” Ratchet said, hardly able to believe what he was seeing. “Located in a rural area on the other side of the Country,” he continued, typing the coordinates into the ground bridge. “Ratchet, can you identify the Autobot?” asked Optimus, slightly curling his fingers into his hand, glancing over at the other Autobots, who were walking over quickly. “No, Optimus, but it most certainly belongs to an Autobot,” Ratchet said in reply to Optimus, pulling the lever to the Ground bridge. “Bulkhead, Bumlebee, Arcee, remain here. In case the Decepticons are there, I cannot put you in danger,” Optimus said, walking to the ground bridge. “Optimus, with all due respect, the last time we left you, it didn't turn out well,” said Arcee, unfolding her hand. “Arcee, I understand your concern, but I cannot endanger you or the others,” Optimus said, turning to the ground bridge, transforming into his vehicle mode. He sped into the ground bridge, disappearing into the funnel of bright lights, and as he did, Ratchet closed the bridge.





Soundwave walked to Megatron, pointing towards the place where he had been working. “An Autobot life signal?” Megatron asked, walking towards the screen. “But that's impossible!” he exclaimed, putting his hand on the desk, turning to Soundwave. He then raised an eyebrow, asking slowly, “Which one?”

Soundwave stood their blankly, repeating a clip that one of the drones had said earlier. “None of them.” Megatron looked rather confused for a minute, then started laughing, realizing what Soundwave meant. “Then we should prepare a welcome for this new Autobot,” said Megatron, glancing at the Groundbridge control system. “Soundwave, go, and retrieve this 'new autobot.'” Soundwave walked to the bridge and pulled the lever, walking through the bridge, being consumed by the sea of swirling lights. Megatron pulled the lever down a little after he had disappeared, and thought, wondering what he should do when this “new Autobot” showed up.





Soundwave walked around in the forest, his footsteps echoing and shaking the leaves off of the trees. He wandered for a minute, trying to locate the most likely injured Autobot. Finally, he got close enough that his scanner started going off, and he entered a large clearing. In the middle of the clearing lay an Autobot girl, injured badly, unconscious. He walked over to her and got down lower to examine her injuries, however stopped when he heard the transformation of a weapon right behind him. “Soundwave, move away from her,” came a voice that Soundwave knew quite well as Optimus Prime. Soundwave, expectedly, said nothing, turning his head just slightly, then stood up. He backed away from the Autobot in surprise that he was still alive. He then started recording what he saw, knowing that Megatron might just think him insane if he told him Megatron was still alive. Optimus Prime, still pointing his gun at Soundwave, bent down to the Autobot, putting his hand on her shoulder, most likely making sure her wounds weren't fatal. His eyes were rather wide, and he lifted his hand up to his helmet, and, speaking into the communicator, said, “Ratchet, open the ground bridge.” Soundwave, rather taken aback that two Autobots somehow survived the explosion, started sending the footage to Megatron. As the ground bridge opened, Soundwave started walking backwards, as Optimus Prime picked up the Autobot, running into the ground bridge, and even though Soundwave could have attacked just then, he didn't, for reasons he couldn't understand. As their ground bridge closed, his ground bridge opened, and he turned to the portal, slowly walking towards it, pondering what had just happened, not quite sure of it.









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<h2 style="margin-bottom:0in"> <p style="margin-bottom:0in">Rauna sniffled, hugging herself as she lay on the makeshift bed of pine needles and old blankets. “I miss you,” she whispered, looking up at the sky, “for some reason, I miss you terribly.” As a clear little tear slipped from her eye, she wiped it away, thinking of how bad it would look if she had been crying. “I never even met you, and I miss you. I don't know your personality, the way you would be, what you would like, even if we'd get along, but I still miss you.”

<p style="margin-bottom:0in">It was about her sister, Alanna. She had died before she had even gotten home to see her older sister, Rauna, standing at the doorway, awaiting her return so she could see her new baby sister. “But when we got the call, when I heard what had happened...” she muttered, voice with a hint of bitterness in it. “I cried, sister, I cried in that new bedroom of mine, the one that just had an air mattress in it because it hadn't been finished yet, I had hurt myself earlier on our dining room chair. A nail sticking up, really, but I suppose you know that,” she said, one tear, then another slipping out of her eyes. “My little sister, how nice it would have been to have one. A little brother is good, but Aeli and Coran both had me and him... little brother, little sister. I love Clutch very much, so much,” she said to herself silently, blinking a tear away before it could slide down her face. “How is it you could love someone so much, and miss them so much, yet you never even met them? How could you forget their middle name even, but love them ever so much? You've caused me so much pain, sister, so much pain. And what of mother and father? Their hearts were probably crushed when you died!”

<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“It's unfair, it is, sister. I wish you were here, we could weep together or mourn together, or play together and be happy together, celebrate birthdays together and eagerly await Christmas together... but you had to go and die, didn't you?” Rauna sniffed, looking up at the stars in the sky. “Why do I have to, sister, why? Look at me, crying here, while you're so happy, where you are. Why do you have to haunt me when I never did anything to you, never got to even meet you? Why, sis, why?”

<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“You gave up the fight and left me behind, but I forgive you. I love you so much, so, so much, Alanna. You're so lucky to be away from here, away from this terrible world we live in. I'll be with you at some point, but right now, I'm all alone.”

<p style="margin-bottom:0in">“ Um, uh...” said a young girl, short, and messy. Her short brown hair was tangled and in her face, which was darkened by dirt. However, her clear blue eyes shone brightly through the mess. “Yes, Roseann?” said a calm voice from a young man, who had bright blue eyes and black hair, but was also quite dirty. “Captain Avron said t-that you would need this, Commander ,” said the little girl, Roseann, while pulling a strand of dark brown hair from her eyes. “Recently charted maps... good, Roseann. Thank you,” he said, smiling at her. Roseann smiled back, turning to walk out of the tent. But she sneezed, and before she could get out, she heard the Commander speak. “Do you have a cold?” Roseann giggled a little, turning around, seeing the slight grin of the Commander. “Uh, no. No, not at all!” said Roseann, smiling, backing up. “Oh, come here you little sweetie,” said the Commander. He ran at Roseann, picking her up and tickling her. She giggled and laughed, smiling, and trying to tickle him back. “Daddy, Daddy, quit it!” she yelled, kicking around. “Oh, but how could I? My little sweet-pie has a cold. She needs cheering up!” he said, kissing her forehead. “It's not that bad,” said Roseann, smiling a little, sniffing. “I know that, cutie. But even so, if you've got the sniffles, you should still go to your mommy. She'll help you, honey. She is a doctor, after all!” said the Commander, setting the little girl down. “Alright, Daddy, I will. As long as it'll stop you from tickling me!” she yelled, laughing, running out of the tent. Her father smiled, sitting down on his knees. ''Such a sweet little girl... I only wish she didn't have to be here. No little girl belongs on the field like this, even if they aren't fighting. It isn't safe, and the maelstrom is reckless. I hope that she'll stay safe, I need to figure out how to keep her and her mother safe. ''

Name: Roseann Anna Shadowflame

Mother: Violet Anna Shadowflame

Father: Evrin Alins Shadowflame

Age: 19

Hair Color: Dark brown

Height: 5.8 ft.

Hair Style: Slightly Curly to middle back

Eye color: Dark blue

Favorite Movies
All Bionicle Movies

The Phantom of the Opera

Leap Year

Narnia

Lord of the Rings

Favorite Books
The Phantom of the Opera

Narnia

Bionicle

Favorite TV shows
Monk

Doctor Who

Transformers: Prime

Ninjago

Favorite Actresses
Catherine Tate

Billie Piper

Karen Gillian

Jenna Louise Coleman

Favorite Actors
David Tennant

Matt Smith

Favorite Video Game
LEGO Universe

LEGO universe Best Friends
Nebula

Legomattster

Hollis

TheVentureDude

Chromium

Agent712

... and some other people I can't think of right now. :P

Description of Me
Well, I'm rather Jokey and silly. Hardly ever serious unless you make me angry which, if you do, I'll turn into the hulk... no, wait, no, wrong quote. Well, I'm very angry if people ask personal information-y stuff like age and height and whatever, so don't you dare ask those things. But I have Blond hair, very light blue eyes, usually wear a white shirt and brown skirt and jacket, earings with bows on them, and brown boots and white tights. And I've got two hearts, I'm a Time Lord, and I have a brother called The Doctor.

YOU AREN'T ASKIN' ME ANYTHIN' PERSONAL, CAUSE THAT'LL ALWAYS BE MY RESPONSE! :P

My Kitties
I have two cats, Raphael and Rosey. Rosey is the family cat, Raphael is mine. :P (White and black and brown kitty)