Hi I'm Night-Star-Prime and I don't own Transformers.
Prologue
Hi my name is Alison or ally for short. And this is my story. I warn you readers not all this is child approved. Now that that's over…Onward!
Four years old
It all started one day when me and my brother, Sam, where out side playing tag.
*FLASHBACK*
3rd person POV
"Tag! you're it, Sammy." A four year old girlsaid. Then turned and promptly ran away as 'Sammy' stared to chance her.
Never once did the children notice the men in the car across the street.
"Is that her?" The first man said.
"Yep." The second man "ready?"
"Born reedy."
If anyone was there they would see a burr of black as the little girl was grabbed and placed in a black van as the car drove by. They would see the little boy scream and run in ran house to alert the parents. They would see the mother balling in to the father's chest a week later, as the police told them that they couldn't do anything more. They would hear the little seven year old crying and yelling for his little sister. But alas there was none to witness a family losing there little Alison.
So what do you think should I contenue?
Please tell me