Multiverse with the Ultimatrix

Chapter 259: Female Auto-bots

After a few hours, Lois, Jasmine, Saeko, Musubi, Lefi and Rei all stood around the two cars they got earlier today. Rei leaned on the Bently. “How long are we going to wait?” Rei asked. 

“They should be here soon,” James responded. He thought maybe.  

Jasmine looked up in the sky. “I think this is all so exciting. Giant robots, secret missions, falling stars. It’s way better than just sitting around,” she remarked. 

Rei sighed softly. “I feel like I need a small vacation after this. Just somewhere quiet,” she said and paused. “I wonder what my mother is doing right now,” she muttered. 

James walked over and placed a hand on Rei’s shoulder. He pulled her closer and her breasts touched his chest.  “We’ll go see her soon, Rei,” James responded. 

Musubi bounced over. Her I cups moved up and down. “Don’t worry, Rei! If you get tired, I can carry you! This is fun,” she said. 

Lois chuckled as she leaned against the Maybach while checking her gear. “James will definitely appreciate that, Musubi. Though I think he’d prefer to carry her himself,” Lois said. 

James smiled. “I would carry you,” James said.

“No need,” Rei replied. 

James smiled. He turned his attention to the Sekirei. “Speaking of focus, Musubi, how is your training going? You looked sharp out there against Barricade,” he remarked. 

Musubi’s face lit up with a proud grin. She struck a martial arts pose. “It’s going great James,” I’m learning so much from others. I have even more tricks now,” she added. 

Lefi crossed her arms. “She hath a spark of talent, I suppose. But speed is naught without the wisdom to strike. She is still but a fledgling compared to my ancient might,” she said. 

“She’s getting there, Lefi,” James said with a wink. Lefi smiled back. 

At that moment, they heard the sound of vehicles. “Looks like they are here,” James remarked. They looked to see 5 vehicles approaching them. 

Firstly they saw a pink sportbike. The bike's core had a silver-finished frame, gold-anodized front forks, and a heavy-duty exhaust system. It had sharp, angular lines defining the front cowl and blue LED headlights. It had two wheels. 

Next to it was a low-profile sports car which had a teal and white color scheme with a matte texture. The front end consists of a wide, multi-tiered bumper with vertical yellow light stacks on either side and a recessed black grille in the center. A white rectangular section on the hood displays an insignia. The windshield was steeply raked and led into a narrow cabin with side mirrors extending from the doors. The rear fenders had large white panels that flared outward and housed horizontal vents and a secondary circular thruster port near the base. It sits on black multi-spoke wheels with thin tires. 

Then there was was, red sports car with a glossy finish and a low-slung aerodynamic profile. The front had a pointed nose with a large black honeycomb mesh grille and thin, horizontal LED headlights. The hood contains two transparent panels that reveal the mechanical engine. Along the side, the bodywork curves inward toward a large black air intake positioned ahead of the rear wheel. A thin yellow and white stripe runs horizontally along the lower portion of the rear fender. The car had dark gray multi-spoke alloy wheels and low-profile tires. The roofline slopes back toward a small integrated rear spoiler, while the side windows are narrow and tinted. 

Next to the red sports car was a vehicle which had a low-profile. It had a lime green and white geometric paint scheme. The front was defined by a pointed nose with a recessed black honeycomb grille and thin, horizontal LED light strips. A translucent green canopy serves as the windshield and roof, extending toward the mid-section of the car. The bodywork consists of overlapping angular panels, including a large white section on the front fender and a green section along the door that incorporates a black air intake. The rear features a raised, blocky tan spoiler and a green mechanical component positioned above the engine bay. It sits on large black wheels with a thin silver rim detail, while a small silver crest is centered on the front hood. 

Finally there was a full-sized luxury sedan with a metallic gold finish and a long wheelbase. The front was dominated by a large, upright chrome grille with vertical slats and a small hood ornament positioned at the top center. Modern LED headlights with curved internal housing flank the grille, while the lower bumper contained narrow horizontal air intakes. The side profile showed four doors with chrome trim around the windows and a subtle body line running from the front fender to the rear. It was equipped with large, multi-spoke silver alloy wheels and low-profile tires. The roofline slopes gradually toward the rear trunk, and the side mirrors are integrated with thin indicator lights. 

“Wow,” Musubi said. 

“Wow, indeed, that bike is Elita-1,” James commented.

At that moment, the 5 vehicles started to transform. The bike began to shift, its chassis splitted and realigned. The gold forks retracted to form the internal structure of the arms, while the heavy exhaust system folded into the reinforced core of the torso. The pink fairings expanded and wrapped around the emerging limbs. The front cowl was divided to reveal a stoic, silver-faced robotic head crowned with a sleek pink helmet. As the wheels tucked neatly into the back, the blue LED headlights transitioned into glowing optics. “Who are you and how do you know my name?” Elita-1  asked as she looked at the humans below her. 

“Careful, we are not sure who they are?” the teal and white said as it started to transform. The matte teal bodywork fractured. The wide front bumper split apart to form the foundation of powerful, articulated legs. The steeply raked windshield retracts into the chest cavity, protected by the heavy white panels of the hood which lock into place to shield her internal spark. The transformation was completed with a series of heavy metallic thuds as the robot transformed.  The once-flat panels of the rear fenders now serve as sleek, flared armor over her hips, and the circular thruster ports have shifted to her back. Her teal-and-white finish gleamed. 

“They look suspicious,  Moonracer,” Elita-1 responded. 

“They look pretty harmless to me,” said the red sports car as it started to transform. The chassis fractured and realigned. The glossy red hood split apart, the transparent panels slide inward to become the core of a powerful torso. The front fenders rotated upward to form sharp, reinforced pauldrons. The rear wheel wells and aerodynamic side panels lengthened and fused into thick, towering legs. The tinted windows folded into the back, a silver-metallic face with glowing blue optic sensors emerged from within a sleek, crested helmet. “That one looks pretty cute,” she added as she looked at James.  

“You always tell me to be careful, Firestar,” Moonracer said as she looked at her.   

“Please don't fight,” said the lime green and white sports car. The chassis broke and lifted upward as the internal framework expanded. The translucent green canopy rose and tilted back and formed a distinctive high-collared headpiece topped by the tan spoiler, which now sat like a heavy, blocky crest. From the core of the vehicle, a feminine metallic torso emerged and bore a bright insignia on a curved green breastplate. The angular white front fenders split and elongated into powerful, segmented arms, while the large black wheels shifted to the shoulders and forearms. Finally, a silver face with sharp, focused features and glowing blue eyes looked at them. 

“We are not fighting Greenlight,” Firestar said. 

“Are you not?” Greenlight questioned. 

“They are just being themselves,” said the yellow sedan. The metallic gold sedan’s long wheelbase buckled and surged upward as its luxury frame reconfigured. The heavy chrome grille split down the center and folded inward to reinforce a powerful golden chest plate, while the vertical slats became plating for a high-tech abdominal core. The long side panels and rear doors segmented and rotated, forming towering, shapely legs that ended in pointed, three-toed mechanical feet. From the roof and rear trunk, sharp-edged golden armor pieces snapped into place as pauldrons and gauntlets, revealing a metallic face hidden behind a complex, crested helmet with glowing blue optics.

“We are not Lancer,” Moonracer said. 

“Enough you all,” Elita-1 said.

“It has been a while since we were all together,” Greenlight said. 

“Now you mention it, the last thing I remember was being on a mission to find the All-Spark,” Firestar said. 

“I was fighting a deception scout patrol," Moonracer said. “And then a light appeared,” she added. 

“Hello all,” James said as he cleared his threat. “My name is James and this is Lois, Jasmine, Saeko, Musubi, Lefi and Rei,” James introduced. 

“Female transformers,” Rei remarked. 

“So we have been waiting for them, Danna-sama?” Saeko questioned. 

“You have been waiting for us?” Lancer questioned. “For what reason?” she questioned. 

“We wanted you to join us,” James stated.

Moonracer laughed. “What are you talking about, human?” Moonracer question. 

“Why would we join you?” Lancer asked. 

Elita-1 looked at the humans. “Give us a reason human,” Elita-1 added. 

“Like I said my name is James, I would like you to call me that,” James responded. 

 “I made a wish to bring you here,” James replied. “You might have noticed a green light,” he added. 

“Green light?” Greenlight questioned. She thought that was right. 

“Yes we had seen a greenlight,” Firestar added. “But how do you know about it?” she asked. 

“Well that's because James wished for all of you to be safe,” Jasmine said as she took a step forward. “And I am glad you are all safe,” Jasmine added. She extended her hand. “We would like for you to join us,” she said. 

James took a step forward. His eyes met the towering gazes of the female Autobots. “We are not from here,” he stated clearly. He thought this was a risk of saying this right now however he thought these were battle hardened veterans. He was going to need to be more straightforward. 

Rei looked at James. “Are you certain we should be revealing this so soon?” she asked. 

“Danna-sama knows best, Rei,” Saeko interjected. “His intuition has never failed us,” she added. 

“I don't know about that,” Rei remarked.  

“Not from here?” Lancer echoed. “Explain yourself,” she added. 

“We are travelers of the Multiverse,” James explained. “There is a threat out there, something far worse than Megatron, and we need your help to stop what’s coming,” he added. He thought maybe that was an exaggeration.  

Elita-1 narrowed her optics. “Even if you saved our lives tonight, why should we believe anything you say?” she questioned. 

Without a word, James reached into his pocket and pulled out the metallic disc. The moonlight glinted off the Cybertronian carvings. “This was given to me by…” he started to say.

“Optimus Prime,” Elita-1 finished for him, her voice softening in surprise.

“Why would he give a human that?” Lancer asked as she looked between the insignia and James.

“He must see you as trustworthy,” Elita-1 remarked.

“I think he is trustworthy,” Greenlight added.

Firestar tilted her head, a playful hum in her spark. “I thought he was cute,” she remarked. 

“We want to help you,” James continued, ignoring the comment. “The Allspark is vital to your race, and Optimus has already left to follow a lead,” he added. 

“So, it truly has come to this planet,” Lancer remarked grimly.

“Our intel did suggest it had left deep space,” Moonracer added. “We should go and assist Optimus Prime immediately,” she added. 

“And we will,” James said. “But I have a question, will you join us and come with us?” he questioned. 

Moonracer, Firestar, Greenlight, and Lancer all turned their heads to Elita-1. 

Elita-1 looked deep into James’s eyes. “You are not lying. However, our primary mission, the survival of our race, is paramount. We cannot simply abandon our post,” she added. 

Lois stepped forward. “You don’t need to worry about that. When you leave this world with us, time stops here. It’ll be like you never left. Your war will wait,” she remarked. 

“That is an interesting capability,” Firestar murmured.

“We will discuss this later,” Elita-1 said, attempting to close the subject.

“No, we will discuss this now,” James responded firmly. “To face what’s coming, you have to trust us completely,” he added. 

Lancer bristled, her gears grinding. “You are not in a position to be making demands of us, small one,” she said. 

To everyone’s surprise, Elita-1 smiled. A sharp, mechanical expression of respect. “You remind me of him,” she said softly. “Very well. We will join you, provided you help Optimus Prime complete his mission here first,” she said. 

“Deal,” James responded.

Moonracer leaned toward her commander. “Was that a smart move, Elita? We know nothing about them,” she said. 

“He is different,” Elita-1 responded as she looked at James. She gestured toward the device on his arm. “The device on his wrist, it pulses with a signature that could rival the power of the Ancient Primes,” she added. 

“Yes,” Musubi chimed in. 

Lancer walked forward. “It is unusual for Ellita to take a liking to anyone,” Lancer whispered as she leaned forward. 

“He has that effect,” Rei remarked. 

“Danna-sama is very likeable,” Saeko added. 

“So she is,” Moonracer added as she looked at Jasmine. 

“We should go after the Optimus Prime,” Firestar said as she started to transform back into the red sports car. 

“Optimus is probably heading to All-Spark, we should go and catch up with him,” James said. 

“Okay, we will follow,” Elita-1 responded as she transformed back into her pink bike. 

James walked over and sat on the bike. “This will be better,” James said. 

Moonracer, Greenlight and Lancer all transformed back. 

“What about these two cars?” Rei asked as she looked at the luxury cars. 

“We do not need them now,” James said. 

The rest of the girls went into the cars. 

Lois walked towards Firestar. She took her M4W, and switched to the underbarrel grenade launcher. She pressed the trigger and fired a shot. The tube went through the air and impacted the two cars. There was a large explosion which destroyed the cars.

“Was that necessary?” Greenlight asked. 

“Insurance,” James replied. 

“I like your style,” Firestar said. 

Lois said inside her. “We will all get along,” Lois remarked. 

Meanwhile, Rachael sat perfectly still. Her hands were cuffed to a heavy steel table. She thought she was working for the government however they were hiding something. She took the secure laptop home and tried to hack their systems to find more and then they came and arrested her. 

She looked to see her laptop, several encrypted drives, and a customized handheld deck. She then looked to see a man in a high-collared black suit. He was a middle-aged man with a weary, intensely focused expression. He had short, curly salt-and-pepper hair and deep-set, dark eyes. He had a dark bruise under his right eye and a small, visible scratch on his cheek. His suit had a badge identifying him as Agent Simmons. 

"You work for the government," Simmons said. “And yet you just bypassed the most secure firewall in the Western Hemisphere,” he added. 

Rachael sweated. “I was trying to find the trust,” she said. “And I found something called NBE-1.” she said.   

Simmons froze. "What do you know about NBE-1?" he asked. 

"Not much besides there was something about the Arctic and the year 1934 and something crashed,” she said. 

"You know too much,” Simmons hissed. 

Simmons’ radio crackled to life. "Sir! We have a massive signal intrusion and it is close by,” the radio said. 

“We will deal with this later,” Simmon said as he looked at Rachel and left. 

Rachael sighed. She thought she was in deep trouble.