I stared out of the window of the yellow cab taking me to my father's scrapyard in a remote place in the forest near Crown city. My mother suggested it would be a good idea for me to visit my father since I hadn't seen him in a couple of months, with it being my senior year and focusing on making through my very last year of highschool, and he wasn't able to come to the graduation. I was not by all means ecstatic about seeing him. He was a bit strange actually, I mean, who wants to live in a scrapyard! A SCRAPYARD of all places? Couldn't he have lived in an actual house or apartment maybe, like a normal person? I rolled my eyes remembering me and my mom's last conversation.

"Honey, you should consider seeing your father." My mother said walking in my room without knocking on the door, she always came in without knocking. "He hasn't seen you in a while and would enjoy it if you came to visit him before going off to college."

I turned and gave her one of those "really mom?" looks and crossed my arms.

My mom chuckled a bit, "oh, Cara come on, you may enjoy it. Russell is there. He probably misses you as well."

My mind fluttered to my younger brother, my 14 year old little brother, He liked staying with my dad ever since last summer when he came home completely crazed and happy. Russell wasn't much like me, I was a supernerd, and an adventurer. I looked for an adventure anywhere. Russell just liked to sit in his room and play video games or hang out on the internet all day. I'm not totally dissing him though, I also was on the internet a lot. But, it was usually to watch one of my favorite shows, or draw a certain picture. I did spend too much time on my phone. I enjoyed my phone very much, I liked texting my best friend, and posting stuff on my social media just like any other teenager.

"Mom! Dad lives in a scrapyard, doing what? Working on random junk and car parts? How fun can visiting him possibly be? Surrounded in all that trash! What would I do all summer?"

She rolled her eyes at me, "Cara, your father does have internet and tv like a normal person, he isn't a complete backwoods nut, plus you love art! You could make sculptures from those car parts, and junk. Just take your sketch book, and phone, you'll live honey."

I thought for a moment. "Alright mom, i'll go see dad, but, lets make a deal."

She raised a sharply trimmed eyebrow at me, "what might this deal be?"

"I'll go see dad, but, I will come back in a month." I shifted on my other foot.

My mom looked at the ceiling with a stern face, I could tell she was thinking pretty hard about this "deal" I had proposed, "alright, Cara, you can come back after a month if you do not like it, but, Russell has to return with you."

I grinned on the inside, I had always been a good negotiator.

"Well then, I guess you had better call dad and tell him I'm coming."

My mom smiled and kissed the bare part of my forehead, where the bangs didn't cover. "Thank you sweety, you're growing up, you know? Both your dad and me need to spend as much time as we can with you."

I smiled at the thought of growing up, it was a whole new adventure. "Your welcome mom."

My mom motioned me to start packing.

A deep, raspy, accented male voice interrupted my thoughts. "Hey, kid, we're here."

I looked up as we came upon a rust filled dirt space with a bunch or random junk, car and metallic parts reaching for the sky above. It had a tiny diner/cafe looking building in the center of it. I put my head down in doom, but unbuckeled my seatbelt anyway.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance by the way the cab driver had addressed me, I knew some cab drivers were nice, I had ridden in several where I was from but, I just happened to get a not - so - nice cab driver this time.

"My name is Cara, not kid." I said tossing my long, straight, chestnut brown hair behind my back.

The cab driver raised both of his bushy black eyebrows at me and turned back in his seat with a snarl.

I grabbed my gray, waterproof suitcases and stepped out of the yellow cab, I decided to call Russell since there was no one around at the moment.

I took out my white iPhone and hit the contacts button. A bunch of names popped up. I scrolled down the list until I reached the R's and finally found Russell's and tapped the call button with my thumb. It rang for a couple of seconds, then switched to voice mail. Ugh! What the hell, Russell!?

I called again. No answer. I was annoyed enough already so decided to put my phone away for once and invite myself in.

I walked slowly into the scrapyard. There was no one there, no one at all! Did mom not call him and tell him I'd be coming? I scowled, while taking a look around the strange place, odd looking machines lay in a line at the northwest corner of the scrapyard. Where they pods of some sort? Just beside it stood a peculiar metal ring. A gateway was my best guess. What did dad use that for? Transporting scrap to a junk dimension perhaps?

I went up to touch the strange pods, but stopped when I heard a very alien sounding noise, it almost resembled a switch being flipped to life, like in one of those video games where the primary goal was to defeat aliens.

I stood still trying to locate the source of the sound. All of a sudden, blue shining lazers began to fire at me.

I dropped my suitcases where I stood and began dodging beams of super heated light in alarm. What the hell were these?! Where was my dad and Russell? The beams were flying at me from all sides! Luckily, I had P.E. to thank for my dodging skills, I was the best dodger in dodgeball.

I ran for cover behind a nearby pile of trash and scanned the perimeter for possible escape routes. I planned to make a run for it into the forest.

Boy, when I got home to explain this to mom, she'd never believe me.

I found my perfect moment, after what had seemed like forever, the blasters had finally stopped firing. I used this moment to escape, kicking up dust behind me as I beat the ground with my feet.

I had made it halfway out of the blasters perimeter but, stopped in my tracks as the gateway beside the pods began to flash and shine grasping my attention.

My mouth dropped as my father, little brother, and 4 giant robots stepped through the portal. There we were, staring face to face in complete awe.