I think this might be my first shot at trying to do a multi chapter fic. I have never tried writing for Metroplex, but I love the character and theres so little content for him. The giant city deserves love too. (Im mostly writing this one slowly to try and figure out how I even want to approach this fella…)
Current, 2, 3, 4, Ongoing…
Being friends with the Autobots isn’t really a big deal anymore. You hang around their base, interact with them on the daily basis, and you’ve taught many of them a lot about earth. As the war progressed, you got moved out of the Ark and to a different base, one that you feel like you would have seen before but somehow haven’t. It looks like a huge city, that doesn’t seem very hidden… Even less hidden than a crashed spaceship in the side of a mountain. “Not to question your judgement Rodimus… but are you sure this place is safe? It sticks out like a sore thumb.”
Rodimus nods, leading you further into the city. You suddenly feel like you’re being watched, and it makes you shiver. Sticking close to Rodimus, he leads you through all these twisting hallways, coming to a stop outside of a room. Theres a weird metallic shifting noise behind the door, and you silently question if Rodimus is really here to dispose of you in some weird cybertronian trash compactor. Trusting Rodimus’s judgement, you look up at him and wait for him to do something.
When the sound stops, he opens the large door, and inside is a rather barren room. It has the necessities, albeit cybertronian sized. “This is where you’re staying.” He motions around the room. “I will make sure that you get some human sized accommodations as well.” He goes to leave the room, stopping in the doorway. “Cafeteria is down the hall and make two left turns.” He leaves and the door shuts behind you. There’s feeling of being watched once again returns, and you suddenly feel very… VERY small. Looking around you realize you can’t do much of anything, everything is way too high up for you to reach.
The metallic shrieking noise starts again and you feel your heart sink as things start moving. He really DID leave you here to die. You quickly start looking around for an exit. You don’t really feel like dying today. Running over you try jumping to reach the door handle, a stupid idea as the handle is easily four times your height up. You begin pounding on the door and calling out for help, when the sound stops. Hesitantly you turn back around, and leading up to the berth is now a set of stairs you can use. Theres also more human sized items such as a desk, bathroom appliances, and a little table for you to eat at. “Uh…”
Hesitantly, you step away from the door and towards the stairs. “How…?” The metal shrieking begins again behind you, and without looking behind you sprint towards the berth and hide under it. The sound only lasted a short time and it was over. Peeking out you notice now a much smaller door attached to the larger one. It was almost comical looking, like something from a cartoon with a mouse door. You would be laughing if your heart wasn’t threatening to beat out of your chest.
Maybe you were so hungry you were seeing things, that’s got to be it. You carefully creep towards the new smaller portion of the door, looking around the room, you quickly leave. After the door is shut behind you, you feel like you can finally breathe. “I just got here… what is going on.” Rubbing the heel of your hand against your eyes, you gather yourself together and start for the cafeteria. “This place is massive…” You say dejectedly. It takes you twice as long to go a distance that these giant Cybertronians can in a matter of seconds, several of them walking past you like you weren’t even there. But yet, you still can’t shake the feeling of being watched. Looking over your shoulder confirms that there is nothing behind you. Just like the last 5 times you checked.
Following the scent of food, you find the cafeteria. Upon entering you notice a couple bots sitting around and chatting. You recognized one of them. First Aid, having seen him around before, only briefly. He spots you and seems to also share the same realization. He gets up and comes over to greet you, offering a hand for you to sit on so he could help you get yourself some food. He even offers to let you sit with his group you have since learned are called the Protectobots. It was fairly easy to fit in with the group once you all started talking.
“So how did a human like you end up here in this old place?” One of them, you haven’t yet figured out all their names yet, asked you. You shrugged, “Rodimus brought me here, said it was safer than the Ark at the moment. But I’m not so sure. I keep feeling like I’m being watched, the room I was given keeps making this loud screeching noise and things keep moving around. It’s honestly really unsettling… I feel like I’m going to get squished by all these weird moving walls…”
First Aid smiles at you, “Nah, Metroplex wouldn’t hurt a fly. I assure you, you’re safe and sound here.” He seems to notice your confused expression because his smile fell just a little bit. “Did Rodimus not tell you anything about this place?” You shook your head and he sighed. “This place, this city. It’s alive. His name is Metroplex, he’s a cybertronian like us, a titan, one of the last actually. He can control basically everything in this city, it is him. He can also sense us, watch us in a way. I can assure you though, he means no harm. The noise you’ve been hearing is him rearranging parts of himself to accommodate you.” First Aid explained, honestly leaving you more confused and a little concerned.
“Wait, so he can like… see me at all times?” First Aid nodded and you now looked more freaked out. “Even when I’m showering or changing?” That question made First Aid stop, now it was his turn to look confused. “Is that not an acceptable thing for humans…?” You shook your head quickly, and he looked at you sheepishly, trying to understand. “I’m sure if you tell him that it makes you uncomfortable, he would be respectful and turn his attention away from that spot until you were done. He might be large and intimidating, but I promise you he really is a… gentle giant, I believe the saying is.”
First Aid walks you back to your room, waiting at your door which opens on its own. He notes how that seemed to cause you some sort of surprise, maybe even startle you to an extent. He spots the accommodations Metroplex had made you, including some new ones you seem to be taking in. “Um…. Thank you uh…” You looked around the room “…Metroplex” you finished. Nothing happened this time, and you thought that maybe the city had stopped watched you, having heard your conversation with First Aid. Looking at your door you notice First Aid still standing there. He seems a little awkward now that he was just lingering in your doorway. Snapping out of it he tries to think of something to say. “Oh uh, if you ever need me. I am four door down to your right, opposite side of the hallway! Just knock, or if it’s an emergency Metroplex can open the door for you.” And he leaves, letting the door shut behind him similarly to Rodimus. Now it was just you and the apparently sentient room you were staying in.
You became hyper aware of everything you were doing, touching, or saying. It felt really weird to know that you were sitting on a bed that was basically just part of a giant robot. As it got later, the room you were in was becoming exceptionally dark, something you haven’t been overly fond of since you were a kid. Deciding to test your luck, you meekly called out into the empty room. “Metroplex…? I uh… I don’t know if you can even hear me or whatever… If it isn’t too much trouble, is there anyway you could possible add a little light in my room…?” You felt kind of stupid speaking to a room, but it was worth a shot anyway. Nothing happened for long enough that you thought all of this might just be a big prank on you, and you aren’t actually stuck in some giant sentient city. And then you heard scraping again, and your room slowly lights up softly as some lights appear throughout your room. “… Thank you.” You weren’t sure if this giant robot could even talk, he hasn’t made any move to speak since you got here. He still never spoke, but you could feel a slight vibration, almost like a hum.
It took you a long time to fall asleep, overall feeling very unnerved by the thought of being watched. You even tried pulling the blanket up over your head, it helped a little bit but not a lot. You eventually just got so tired you fell asleep, quite a restless one however.
The morning came around, and you opened your eyes to stare at the ceiling. Honestly, you were hoping the whole sentient city thing was all just a dream. As soon as that thought crossed your mind, you heard the metal scraping as the stairs from before formed by your berth again. Sighing you swing your feet over the edge. “Thanks” You say into the open, at least wanting to be kind to the giant robot that could just will the walls to squish you if he got irritated by you. Walking down the stairs you go to your suitcase that you haven’t yet unpacked, and grabbed out some clothing.
“Hey uh… would you be able to uh… not watch me for a moment? I want to change.” Once you said it, you realized there was no real way to even know if he was respecting your wishes or not. “If you’re not watching could youuuu… make something appear? That way I know you heard me. Please.” Tagging on the plead, you waited in silence. It took a second, but nearby a very small pillar arose from the ground and you felt yourself relax a little. “Thank you.” Quickly changing. You announce you were done, and that pillar slid back down into the floor to look like nothing had ever been there to begin with.
At breakfast, you sat with First Aid again, he seemed to hang around here at meal times, despite not really having to refuel like humans do. “So, this place, Metroplex. Does it… he, talk?” You ask, looking up from your tray of less than stellar scrambled eggs. First Aid shook his head. “Not in the traditional sense anyway. There is something called a ‘Cityspeaker.’ It is quite rare amongst cybertronians, but it is the ability to communicate with titans, even those who have gone dormant. That is the only way to actually speak to them.” Having more questions than answers now, you just nod.
“So the answer is basically a no.” You put down your fork and continue, “But he can understand me. I noticed that this morning.” First Aid nods with a smile. “He can. I told you he is a good bot.”
“So does he transform like you guys?” You ask, now pushing your tray of half eaten mush to the side. Once more, First Aid nods. “He can, though it is extremely rare for him to. It requires more energy for a bot of his size to transform, and since he has humans and bots living inside him it causes more problems. But he will transform if the need ever arises.” It was your turn to nod. “How tall is he? If all of this is him, I imagine he has to be quite large.”
“Enormous. He makes already large bots look like a grain of rice in his servo.” Boy were you glad this guy was on your side, even if he unsettled you right now. It would take some some getting used to, but he hasn’t done anything to make you distrustful of him yet. First Aid seemed to trust him, and you trusted First Aid.
Well. My first multi chapter story has just gotten its first chapter! It is definitely difficult for me not to rush into the romantic parts, a lesson in patience for sure. I do have plans for this story, and it’s a nice mix up from my usual Ratchet content! We always need more Metroplex content in this fandom.
- My Metroplex is loosely inspired by @revelboo ‘s. There isn’t much content for him, and I REALLY like how they portray him. PLEASE go check out their writing if you haven’t! They are incredible!! :) ONLY IF YOU ARE OVER 18 THOUGH!! THEIR ACCOUNT IS FOR 18+ ONLY!!
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