First Transformers fic.

Little tidbit after watching the last film.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers


It was a day like any other. I had worked late and went home by subway. I always did hate those metal contraptions. But they are useful for when you wake up a few minutes before the beginning of working times. Leaving at eight forty-five. Five minutes walk to the station. four stops. 40 seconds per stop. Five minutes run to my workplace. Really, ordinary day. Waking up with no time to spare. Grabbing toast made the evening before. Sprinting for work, fifteen minutes tops. I spent only five minutes each day but Sundays in that moving can. Why of all days had I chosen to go to work? I had felt quite lazy that day. I had to catch the second metro. I remember the crying of a child begging their momma for a piece of their time. Come to think of it, time is a loose cannon. If I had stayed in bed, what would have happened?

Coming home frightened I felt relieved. The building was smashed. As if a giant had jumped a few times on it. My workplace… THE place I hated beyond anything else- it was where I began my robot life- was safe from any attack. The nice restaurant where at lunchtime I ate was crumbled to dust. Who had picked which building was to stay upright?

I had run down the stairs of the subway to see the doors of the metal can closing. I was short of breath. Already exhausted. I berated myself for being lazier than usual that morning. I was angry. Then something changed. Something unbelievable. I had already heard what had hit the States. We were far away right? We were in China. Nothing could get us there, right? Wrong. Oh, how wrong was I? Much wrong. Terribly, awfully wrong. It fell. It fell from the sky. And to everyone's bewilderment, the metro that I had not taken because of my tardiness was slaughtered. The can twisted like a hurt worm and silence fell as well. The subway had been dead silent for about what seemed an hour. I had a hard time to focus on what had occurred. But it was right in front of my eyes. All those people going to work. Paying their weekly fees. They died in that crash. They died. I would have died.


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