Transformers/MTMTE x Humans Are Space Orcs
“What the hell?” Those were the words that left Rodimus’s lips upon seeing their saviors. They had been caught in the crossfire of a firefight upon jumping into another universe. One of the ships, twice the size of the Lost Light, had hooked the ship to their own and attempted escape. The other ship had tried to follow, but was repelled by some nasty particle beams their captor ship used.
The captor ship had invited them to board, promising no harm and wishing to ask question. So a party, made up of Rodimus, Megatron, Ultra Magnus, and Drift, boarded the other ship. What they were not expecting… were humans.
Cybertronian-sized humans. The shortest among the welcoming party was only a few feet shorter than Rodimus. A dark-skinned human, with dreadlocks that reached their waist and a height that rivaled Megatron, was the first to greet them.
“Welcome aboard the Queen Nzinga. I am her captain, Tejumola Adeyemi. But you may call me Teju, as my crew does.” They smiled, white teeth showing a kind of charisma the Cybertronians were unused to.
“I am Rodimus Prime, captain of the Lost Light. This is my second, Ultra Magnus, and third, Drift. And this is my…co-captain, Megatron.” They grew tense, afraid of how the humans would react to the ex-warlord’s presence. However, the crew made no sign of surprise or disgust. In fact, they made no expression at all.
Captain Teju nodded. “I apologize for the damage you may have suffered from our fight with the pirates. It was not our intent to cause any harm. We were attempting to repel them when you appeared.” Teju’s eyes narrowed. “However, it was rather surprising that you seemed to… come out of thin air. Were your sensors not working? You should have been able to see the firefight from the observation deck.”
“Haha,” Rodimus grinned, trying to pass off as nonchalant. “Yea, our… systems were having problems. Our ship is in need of repair, but it’s nothing we can’t handle.”
Teju nodded, though he looked unpersuaded. “Simply ask and we shall provide. Isabella Madrigal is our head engineer,” he gestured to the woman, the shortest among the three humans. Dark hair tied in a bun and wearing oil-stained overalls, she smiled at the four. “She will take care of your repair needs.”
“And Garrison Johnsonn is my Third,” they turned to the third of the party. “He will take care of any non-repair needs.” A male human, with blond curly hair and big blue eyes grinned at them. He then made some gestures, moving his hands to make intricate signs.
Teju nodded, watching Garrisons hands. Then he made similar signs. He turned to the four. “Garrison is Deaf, so if you need to speak with him, make sure you keep your mouth visible, as he can read your lips. He always has a writing device to communicate if you are having trouble.” A beep sounded, and the captain glanced down at a holoscreen that appeared around their wrist.
“With that, I must take my leave. We have our own injuries we must take care of. I will send my Second down to negotiate any further details.” Captain Teju nodded to his two colleagues, then left.
For the next hour, Rodimus and his colleagues worked out the kinks with the two humans. Isabella proved her knowledge on their quantum engines to be vast, and Megatron couldn’t help but think that she and Nautica would get along well. The four learned that the hand signs Garrison was using was a visual language used by non-verbal humans, and was eerily similar to chirolinguistics and other forms of cybetronian sign language.
Teju had given permission for the Lost Light crew to come aboard and mingle. Some didn’t waste anytime upon hearing about the Cybertronian-sized humans.
Whirl lost his mind. And he also drove Garrison nuts. He had jumped on the human, badgering him with question after question. But from what the others could tell, Garrison couldn’t tell Burr was speaking. He just stared wide-eyed at the taller mech waving his arms and shoving his yellow optic close to his face.
Ratchet put a hand on Whirl and signed to Garrison, surprising the human. Without missing a beat, the blond man began to sign as if it was a choreographed dance. Ratchet matched him. At Rodimus’s open-mouthed envy, Ratchet revealed he had downloaded the language and learned a good bit during his time on earth, as there were many soldiers either deaf or had lost their hearing in battles.
Nautica fell in easily with Isabelle, as Megatron had predicted. They chattered away, discussing quantum mechanics, physics, engine schematics, and other things. It seemed they were speaking in their own native language.
After a while another human came down to greet them. A female, nearly as tall as Teju, with tan, freckled skin and honey brown eyes. The warmth of her natural colors was quickly cooled by the freezing expression on her face. She and Megatron could have been related by how intimidating she was.
“I am Rune DeLago, Captain Adeyemi’s second. I am here if there are any directly serious matters that need mine and the Captain’s attention.” She looked to Isabella and Garrison. She signed whilst speaking. “You two are needed downstairs. Your apprentices are making a mess of the engine room, and the cargo hold is in equal distress. We can’t waste anymore time.”
As the two waved their goodbyes and left, leaving the Cybertronians to the steel-faced woman. She looked them up and down in silence, scrutinizing every detail about them. Her next words took them off guard.
“I know who you are and why you are. So do not bother trying to hide your identities.” Her eyes narrowed. “My crew comes first and if you threaten their well-being, I will not hesitate to terminate you. Is that clear?”
Those present were taken aback. To hear a human speak with such authority and dangerous aggression was strange. Especially to Megatron. He had seen the race as nothing more than pests in the way of his previous goals. But now… these new humans made him uneasy. He was suddenly reminded of why one of his original goals was to wipe away organic species. They were a threat to his kind.
Rodimus spoke up, his usual attempt at nonchalance coming across as arrogance. “Of course we don’t mean you any harm. We’re autobots, our job is to protect your race. We intend to keep-“ He was cut off by the woman’s scoff.
“Don’t quote your factions precious code to me. I’m aware of it. The humans of your universe may have needed your protection due to significant physical differences, but in this universe it is very, very different.”
This universe. Your universe. She knew they were time jumpers. That’s what she meant. Megatron was going ask, but Rune was already ahead of him.
“To put it quickly, your kind does not exist in this universe. If Cybertronians ever did, they died out long ago.” It was like Megatron’s spark had been hit with a brick. “The war of your universe never happened here, and if you dare to bring your silly prejudices and issues into this one, it will not end well for you.”
“I don’t think we’re the ones with prejudice here.” Drift said quietly. Rune’s razor sharp gaze cut to him.
“You’re right. I’m not fond of your kind. And I don’t care about your view of mine. Behave and we won’t have a problem.” Her gaze landed in Megatron, and he felt his joints tighten. “I don’t care about your pasts and who you were. Respect my people and I’ll respect yours.”
She glanced down at the holoscreen on her arm, and made a clicking sound. “I have duties to attend to. Inform me of anything you need and I’ll inform the captain. Other than that, you are free to explore our ship. Teju is open to those who are friendly, but do not broach his kindness.”
She walked away and out of the bay, leaving the mechs in the quiet. Megatron was left with an unresolved feeling. How in Primus’ name did she know so much?
“I wanna shoot her face off.” Whirl mumbled.
Sorry this took a while to post! I actually had to end it here cause it was getting too long, and I had planned a whole plot line. Got carried away with dialogue, and tumblr is no place to post novels. So if this gets enough support I consider writing part two. Or maybe I’ll do it just cause. Idk.
