The captive

A/N: I'm taking a haitus from the Diary Series since this idea has been bugging me for at least 3 months so I'm going to well write it to get it out of my mind. Also I have good news! My 16th birthday is coming in three weeks on the 4th of Feburary and I cant wait! (: Well Read this and I'll give you a cookie!


The Captive.

Prologue:

Ring! Ring! Ring! I woke up with a start when I heard the noise which meant freedom from this hellhole! I wait 5 minutes for everyone to get out out of my way so I won't have to be stuck behind 'Swag' walkers. The 'Swag' walkers are around the world and to be one you have to have swag? I'm not sure what swag is but apparently its just having guys walking around with their shorts at their knees and they walk like 20 times slower then the average person. Gathering my things I walk outside the classroom into the almost empty hallway of my high school well my former high school since today was the last day.

Being a senior had some advantages like special permission to leave early which I never took advantaged of because I perfer to be in my classes trying to outsmart most of the kids in my graduating class. When I got outside I was greeted to a blinding ray of sunlight that sunny Florida was known for. Now you must be thinking I must be a hot babe since I'm a Floridian but nope I'm average looking but I have a scar from a car accident that runs down from my forehead to my chin on the rightside. This scar I have been ridiculed for but everyone knows what happened 3 years ago today. 3 years ago my sister who was graduating today took me home but shes a texter so she texts and drives. She swerved to avoid an asshole that was driving on the opposite side of the road and flipped the car.

Basically she died and I got this scar from glass and a piece of metal that was stuck in my face. I got my keys out and said a small prayer before getting in to drive home to an empty house. You must be wandering why my house would be empty? Well my mom works for the Department of Defense which she can't tell me what she does and my dad died in a suicide bombing in Uzbekistan on a missions trip. My step father is a Colonel in the Air Force his name is Colonel William J. Lennox and my name is Lauren Ashley Castro-Lennox.

Getting into my Ford Fusion I drove home to the mansion that awaits with my judgmental step-grandmother and the servants who work to keep me happy. The Lennox family practically own this town and is a big name in the horse racing industry. Driving to the outskirts to the 350,000 acre piece of land that is what my grandmother owns and will pass on to Will when she dies.

Turning into my driveway that is guarded with a guard that is on punishment duty from my step dads command. I showed them my ID and they let me in with a have a good day. Driving down the driveway that can be a highway if it was opened to the public. With my step-family the plantation has 5 guest houses for house guests and the main mansion which is practically a mansion then we have the servants and the stable hands quarters that is about 10 apartment complexes with 15 1 bedroom apartments and for the ones with family we give them a housing allowance for a small home and a bit of extra spending money.

After the long drive I pull up to the mansion and parked my car in my usual site then got out of the car. Walking in the main house I yelled out a hello so my grandmother can know I'm home safe. Looking around at the family potrait that is hanging in the foyer I let out a silent sound of disguest at how happy we pretended to be. "Miss Lauren your grandmother is on a business trip so you are in charge of the place" Elizabeth told me as she walked up the stairs and I groaned at the fact being home alone well I had the servants but its not the same. "Thanks Beth just tell everyone that is non essential they have the rest of the day off until my grandmother is back." I replied and Beth had a look of relief of not working for the rest of the week.

Walking upstairs to my room I turned on my xbox 360 to start playing modern warfare 3. My grandmother doesnt accept video games in her house but what she doesnt know what wouldn't kill her. I didn't notice the silhouette that was behind me until I was too late to do anything. One thing I saw broken wires of someone cutting them then I saw a robotic face holding a needle saying "You would be perfect for Lord Megatron" before I fell asleep.

Lazerbeaks P.O.V

Once I drugged the female human I darted out of her quarters with her in my claws. /Lord Megatron I have the step creation of the stupid human commanders./ Flying out of range of the Autobots that were stationed there to protect the family which I drugged too. I looked at the femme hoping that Megatron wouldn't have Soundwave torture her too much she looked too frail then again most humans look frail. I decelerated my speed when I flew into the base and let her go gently on the floor in front of Megatron who picked her up roughly.