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"Remembering the Unforgotten"
Luce e Buio: Piece #1

Chapter 1
The Black Parade


The epitome of excitement screamed out around the dark night. Bright lights, firecrackers, and shouts of exhilaration celebrated the night in bliss. Crowds swarmed around the brightly colored floats and watched the firecrackers explode in the air. With people wildly waving their glow sticks around as they shoved others out of the way, it was a surprise that everybody hadn't fallen in a domino effect.

Somewhere in the rambunctious area, an Apache helicopter flew over the massive amounts of people. Surprisingly enough, no one was in the flyer's seat.

/Initiate attack. Mission: capture more humans./

/Understood, after he is revived, Megatron will rule the Decepticons once again. Launching the attack Soundwave./

Apparently, the connection was cut off as the Apache swooped down over the horde. It began to hover dangerously low and soon, its parts shifted in an abnormal way.

Then the bullets would begin to fly.


Running through the streets and spending cash was fun, Piper Somoon had decided. Brown, almost amber colored eyes brightened with excitement. An awfully cheerful expression consumed the woman's face. Inky bangs were swept to the side, just covering her right eyebrow. A hand ran through incredibly neat and long strands of black and orange.

"Piper, wait up; you know that I can't keep up easily, especially in this crowd!"

A scrawny girl with wide spectacles caught up with her, and Piper simply gave a kind, yet slightly creepy grin. The girl –Martha looked disappointed and annoyed, but seemed to timid to say anything about it out loud.

"Well let's go then, I swear I'll stay with you this time. You should enjoy this too you know, it's not everyday that we get a vacation 'cause of school," Piper evenly spoke.

Reaching out, the dark haired girl grasped the tips of Martha's fingers as she dragged her through the thickening crowd, making sure not to lose her, because she had a feeling that her teacher would kill her if she did.

She and her classmates were on a school trip for the orchestra and band, seeing that they would have to perform, the teachers decided to let the students stay and have fun for a while, stunning most of the student body. Clearly the buddy system was involved when going out in large crowds, even if a teacher was around, which was why both Martha and Piper kept an eye out for their teacher's head every ten minutes. If anyone got lost well, that's what the police were for and they'd gone over where the hotel was, besides, it wasn't even a mile away.

Finally finding an open spot after dragging Martha around in circles, Piper sat down on a rock and closed her eyes, covering up her light brown eyes. Then she sipped on her milkshake as her chest heaved up and down, happy for the cool sensation that flowed down her throat.

Beside her, Martha panted loudly, luckily for both of them; the rock was fairly big and fit the both of their bottoms perfectly, though it wasn't as comfortable as a bench. Even at sixteen years old, the two girls weren't built for stamina and endurance, which was why they chose ensemble.

Looking up, the bespectacled girl narrowed her eyes and nudged the girl wearing the spaghetti strap top who sat alongside her.

"Why would an air force helicopter be hovering above us?" Martha asked passively, a nervous tint in her voice.

"Huh, it's probably just looking out for crimes or some other crap. You know how those guys get in big crowds, one person could go missing and no one would notice," she lazily replied without even glimpsing up.

Her face scrunched up and paled at the thought of innocent people getting snatched off the road.

"Don't say those horrible things! You're scaring me!"

Smiling widely, she shut up and they sat together in a comfortable silence, despite their many differences and Piper's oddities. Piper had been fidgeting with one of the three clips on her side swept bangs when she paused, something stopping her from moving an inch.

CRASH

Eyes widened as they saw and heard the meshing of gears, the screeching of metal crushing metal, and saw the wires that probed out of… that thing's body. One thing they knew though was that it wasn't a helicopter anymore. Standing on the ground was a robotic being, from what they could observe anyway.

Piper and Martha were forced to clutch their ears when clicks and screeches came from the 'copter. Still, the noises had rhythm, as well as pauses and a tone, just like a human did when they spoke.

"What the hell is that thing!?" Piper screamed fearfully as gore filled images raced through her head.

"I-I-I…"

She stood still as her friend seemed to have broken in front of her. Leaning over, Piper shook Martha roughly by the shoulders. Of all the times to have a mental breakdown, the timid girl cracked in the middle of an attack by giant robots. However, Piper couldn't stop her hands from trembling under the pressure and fear, she wasn't a hero, and she hated pain, so how could she ever save someone? When Martha's eyes rolled to the back of her head and fell limp in her arms, the Asian began to panic. Remembering health and all the other shit they had to take in class, she pressed her ear to the frail girl's heart and sighed in relief to hear the erratic heartbeat beginning to slow into a healthy pace.

Glancing up, she saw beams of plasma energy fly by, destroying buildings and most likely killing innocents. Her eyes darted over to the crowd, trying to find her teacher in all the panic. Vague thoughts were only processed in her mind now. She harshly bit the inside of her cheek when her teacher was no where in plain site. It was obvious that Mrs. Foster would be evacuating the other students.

Hide. Run. Avoid. Stay. Protect.

With those thoughts running through her head, she hid behind the rock, following nothing else but instinct now. Dragging Martha along with her, she sat quietly, hand pressed against her mouth to keep from throwing up the milkshake she'd been drinking. Peeking from behind one of the sharp edges of the rock, she felt her chest heave up and down faster.

…If that robot didn't kill her, a heart attack would!

The destruction out there was chilling. Fire; burning buildings, people running, screams filled the air. Destroyed cars littered the floors along with broken glass, post lamps, and rubble. Ash and smoke appeared to be a part of the air now. It was like something of a horror movie. No. This was reality. People were going to die and one of those people might be her.

Trying her luck, Piper snuck out further to meet the eye of the one causing all this chaos. A red visor, silver and black plates of metal were only some of the things she noted. Wires probed and the blades of what used to be a part of the chopper was attached to his back. On its arm was a cannon, and by using it, tens of hundreds would die.

Swallowing her fear, she stood and looked out more, almost completely unhidden. Clinging to her uncomfortably was her tank top, as she tried to see more of what was happening.

What Piper saw stunned her completely. A person, no, three people were in its hands. Jaw threatening to fall to the ground, she hurried over to Martha and slapped the unconscious girl's cheek lightly.

"C'mon, wake up dude! This isn't a time for you to nap on me!"

Letting out a groan, the shorter girl's eyes snapped open and she grabbed her head tightly.

"P-P-P-Piper, giant r-r-robot, attacking!" Her voice squeaked.

Sighing in frustration, slapped her lightly again, then pulled her up, dragging her along, muttering indistinguishable words that sounded like "run away" and "let's get out of here".

Dodging multiple objects along the way, Piper kept a vice grip on Martha's arm, afraid that she would get lost. Hell, she didn't know if a second or an hour passed from when the attack started.

"Pipe, you're hurting me…"

It was obvious; she'd dug her nails into her skin for damn sakes! Releasing the helpless girl's arm –which she had started rubbing straight away- she stood still, trying, and failing to ignore the burning sensation in her legs. At this rate, Piper knew that the muscles in her legs would be strained, especially since they hadn't gotten very far away from the robot.

"He is waiting for you Vortex, how long does it take to find some decent humans!?"

English, pure, understandable, blessed English. Unfortunately, the words that had came from the newly arrived bulldozer, and he seemed to be a friend of the damn chopper. Not to mention the words were rough and metallic, filling the poor girl with fear. Next to her, Martha was predictably shivering and gawking at the robots.

"You try finding one then, Rampage," the chopper –Vortex snapped back.

"Fine! Ah-HA!"

Aw no. Their eyes –or whatever their eyes were called- had met. She could swear that it grinned.

In less than a moment, she'd been picked up, claws had wrapped around her waist (which was probably amazingly tiny to him) and thrust into the air. When instincts had caught up to her, she gripped fearfully onto the metal hank, jaw almost hanging off it's hinges as she let out a loud string of shrieking curses. Short roars and clashes of metal shut her up quickly as tears blurred her vision.

"Human, shut up, and you'll live… for now anyways."

She was in a shit load of trouble. Crap. Damn. Bastard.

It was useless to struggle; the son of a bitch didn't even have to say that for her to know. With a heavy heart she lied limp, wanting to kick, scream, feel the comfort of her family, but that seemed so far away now.

Tears slipped out and fell down her cheeks as her vocal cords attempted to force down her screams. All that escaped her lips were strained breaths. Faintly, her friend's screaming, desperate calls could be heard, but a respond wouldn't come. Piper simply couldn't scream anymore.

Martha's yells were becoming fainter. Her head throbbed and soon, she saw black.


The girl's head dropped, her hair falling, splitting at her neck. Her eyelids slowly snapped shut.

She had fainted.

Rampage simply grinned, happy that he wouldn't have to deal with any human annoyances. He knew that she was alive, otherwise, he would've simply tossed her away and pick up a new human. A maniacal grin spread across his face. How he wished he could crush and blast all the insects surrounding him.

/Hurry up! The Autobots are coming and we're outnumbered!/ Vortex hissed through a private communication line.

/I can easily take them out!/ Rampage protested as he picked up another human.

"Just hand them over and crush those Auto-slaggers! At least distract them until I've gone!" Vortex said outloud.

In the distance, a yellow Camaro sped up to the disaster area, followed by a huge, black GMC Topkick. Once again, clashing metal could be heard as bulky mechs stood threateningly against the bulldozer.

"Rampage, what have you slagging Decepticons done now!?" The Topkick truck questioned irritably as one of his cannons began charging up with bright blue energy.

"That's none of your concern Ironhide," Ramage spat the name as if it were a curse.

"It is our concern, especially when you're terrorizing the humans!" The Camaro retorted with a weak voice.

"Humans are nothing but disgusting, filthy insects! They don't even deserve to be in our presence, they are inferior!" Rampage shouted over the screams of hundreds.

The former car lunged at Rampage as the one called Ironhide shot at the fiend. Hanging on his arms, where what appeared to be the rotating tracks from the 'dozer. Unfortunately, it seemed that the two whip-like tracks on his arms could be used as weapons, swinging them around and skillfully striking at the two robots.

"Bumblebee, hit the fragged up glitch already!!" Ironhide shouted.

Bumblebee did just that, punching Rampage right in the optic, where they rolled over on the ground, crushing many cars as they battled it out. More rubble littered the floors, hell; the black roads could barely be seen anymore.

Punches were fiercely thrown, Rampage attacking at Bumblebee's optics, trying to grasp at his neck. On the other hand, the shorter mech was throwing harsh jabs at the other's chest. The black mech began shooting at Rampage, attempting to get a clear shot.

The town was almost cleared of pedestrians now, but the explosions could probably be seen for miles. A mysterious glint of happiness filled the black mech's optics as he shot at the Decepticon, vaguely muttering things like, "Decepticon menace" and "glitch-head".

Finally, Bumblebee seemed to have enough as his arm transformed, forming a plasma cannon as it charged up around where the human heart would be, blasting a hole through the area. Rampage fell to the floor, twitching violently, jerking this way and that, before falling still as sparks erupted from his form.

"We have to tell Prime about this."

Bumblebee could only nod in his acknowledgement.


He had seen everything. He knew what was coming. If his plan succeeded, the leader of the Decepticons might just rise again. As long as that moronic buffoon Starscream didn't interfere, everything would play out just as planned. It would only be a matter of time before he got his revenge on the Witwicky boy.

Unfortunately, Primus wasn't always the one to play fair and safe...

Sometimes, the All-Spark twisted fate as well…

What would come next? The vehicle in the shadows didn't know about what would come, and how it would make and entrance for itself.


*takes a deep breath* Holy cow, that took a lot out of me! Well, here it is guys, a re-written version of my old story, except it's taking a different course in plot. I'll be placing some '09 references in here, so for all you people who've seen the movie, try to spot them out! A lot of mystery in this chapter, uh huh. All I ask is for a few reviews and I hope to recieve them. Hope that Rose, Jade, and Lala are happy when I include their characters in here. I'll be pained to put them through misery, as we all know that that's what the D-Cons are best at. Well, Piper out.

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