Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers.
Summary: She never thought that merely saving a child from a fire would make her destiny change courses...and intertwine with another's.
Author's Note: This is another story...again. Yeesh, plot bunnies...
(Third POV)
The sounds of a fire alarm rang throughout the street, and the girl shoved through the mass of people to see what was happening. Of course, the smoke rising up in the sky told her part of the story, but she wanted a good view of the burning building. The heat reached her skin, making sweat roll down her neck and face as she finally got to the front of the crowd. The building was consumed by flames that danced, and there were some cries piercing the air. Of course, they were just cries of fear, since this was an elementary school, after all.
A sharp pang hit her heart. She used to go to this elementary school. Now it was being burned down before her eyes, and she couldn't do anything about it. She was just going to go on a jog, when she saw gray smoke rising up in wisps. She went to investigate, but she didn't want this building to be destroyed. There were too much memories in this school.
"Where's my child?" one cry outwon the rest of the others. "Where's Anna? Where's my child?" the girl turned her head towards the source, which belonged to a woman who was crying.
"Mrs. Lennox, please calm down." the girl recognized the principal.
"She was supposed to be with me," another woman frantically ran up to them. "Where are the firefighters? They aren't here yet! Oh, if anything happens to that child..."
It tore the girl apart to see people sad, especially her old teacher. She tried to hear for the sound of a fire truck, but didn't catch even a hint of it. She glanced back and forth, from the burning building towards the depressed teacher and supposed mother. She grit her teeth together. This was foolhardy and reckless, but she couldn't stand around and do nothing.
Shrugging off her hoodie, she pushed past the people in front of her and dove inside, ignoring the bites of the fire as she shouldered the door open. Her shoulder stung, but she ignored it as she squinted her hazel eyes, trying to see through all the smoke. Immediately, she remembered an old rule, so she dropped onto her knees, where the smoke was floating above her. She smirked, and proceeded to crawl.
I remember that Mrs. Norris' class was B-23, but I don't know if she changed rooms...well, it's the only lead I have, so let's go with that.
Taking a sharp right turn, she coughed violently as she covered her mouth to bloke out some of the fumes. Her eyes watered, but she still went on, until she reached her destination. The door wouldn't open. Something fell behind her, and she turned, relieved that it was only a wood post. She snapped her attention towards the blocked door. Narrowing her eyes, she braced herself, before she lunged at the door. Her shoulder ached, but she kept on tackling the door until she got it open.
By now, her right shoulder had splinters in it and was probably bleeding, but it was worth it, for she faintly heard the sound of a child crying. Crawling faster, her hands sore, she stopped in front of the supply closet. this was the source. slowly reaching out a hand, she slid open the door, which revealed a small girl huddled against the opposite wall, her body racked with sobs.
"Hey, it's all right. I'm here to get you out," the girl tried to soothe the child. The child looked up with red, puffy eyes.
"I-it's all my f-fault! Th-the f-fire was b-because o-of me," she hiccuped. The girl ignored the flames crackling behind her.
"Tell me later, we need to get out of here!" she reached for the young child. The child cowered away, her eyes dazed.
"I shouldn't have stolen it! But the shard was so pretty! I shouldn't have stolen it from Uncle Will's house!" she rambled on.
"Look kid, I won't tell anyone. Just come with me!" Yet, the small child rambled on, and she showed the 'shard' to the other girl.
"See? I thought it was pretty, so I took it to school! It was in a glass case, too! But then, it started to glow and started a fire!" the small child told her. The older girl stared at the shard, almost as if it was drawing her to it. She ignored the dull pain in her head, and she pried it from the small child's hand.
"Tell you what, since this thing is causing her so much trouble, I'll take it and give it back to your...uncle, 'k?" The older girl was getting impatient, and yelped when the ceiling outside looked like it was about to cave in.
"Pinky promise?" the child held out a pinky. The older girl snapped her pinky with the smaller child's, pulling her to her feet.
"Promise, now let's get the hell outta here!" Ignoring the fact she cursed in front of a child, she unwrapped her hoodie from her waist and covered the child's mouth, as to make sure she didn't breathe in the smoke fumes. "Make sure you breathe! Now let's haul ass out of here!"
Okay, so I didn't introduce her name. Sorry, will do in next chapter. I originally was going to pair her with Ironhide, but I have doubts now. Anyways, the next update will probably be next week, since exams will start tomorrow. Also, I know AnnaBELLE's nickname is Anna, and her FATHER is Will Lennox, but THIS ANNA is just Anna, to be explained later. Just needed to say that since I didn't want to get bashed. Review!