Hey guys!

So here's an Authors Note from me,

First of all I wanted to apologize for making promises and breaking them and the reason that happen was the fact that my computer decided to switch sides with the decepticons and act against me. Until just yesterday when I got back from vacation (August 15, 2013) I decided to give it one more try to fix it and walah! It worked!

So, to start off on a clear note, I will delete my previous stories (I don't mean to disappoint you guys) I feel it's for the best. I want to start off on a clean slate and focus on this story and the second one that I might start working on for future reference.

I would probably lose a few followers after this, but I don't blame them. No hard feelings here, but I would really appreciate if you guys read and review! It would mean the world to me, I don't care how bogus your comments are I will appreciate them and love them and maybe laugh at it if it's funny! I love getting notifications that someone left a review on my stories; it makes me feel good, like I don't know how to explain it! But I am sure a few writers out there know what I am talking about when we look at our reviews.

So here goes the very first official chapter for 'The Last of Us.'

Love,

-B.

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Chapter one: Carry on my Wayward Son

"Carry on my wayward son

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry no more

Ah

Once I rose above the noise and confusion

Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion

I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man

Though my mind could think I still was a mad man

I hear voices when I'm dreaming,

I can hear them say

Carry on my wayward son,

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry no more

Masquerading as a man with a reason

My charade is the event of the season

And if I claim to be a wise man,

Well, it surely means that I don't know

In a stormy sea of moving emotion

Tossed about, I'm like a ship on the ocean

I set a course for winds of fortune,

But I hear the voices say

Carry on my wayward son

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry no more no!

Carry on,

You will always remember

Carry on,

Nothing equals to splendor

Now your life's no longer empty

Surely heaven waits for you

Carry on my wayward son

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry,

Don't you cry no more,

No more!

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Some stories have a beginning, middle, and an end. This story though, it has none of those…and all of them at once. This isn't a story about drugs, guns, good or evil. At its heart, it's a story about those teenage fantasies: falling in love and fighting to live another day.

Just because I am telling you this story, it does not mean that I am alive at the end of it. This could be pre-recorded and I could be talking to you from the bottom of the ocean. Yeah, it's that kind of story. Because things just got so out of control.

…..

It's Saturday night and it's awfully quiet back at base. I know I wasn't alone here, but half of my friends are out for the night while the rest are either sleeping or walking around quietly. Don't think that I did not get invited to hang out because I did, but I was just not feeling it tonight. I felt like staying in and let my mind wander and reminisce the past. I lay in bed as I stared outside the window, staring at the moon as its light shined through my room. I love my room only because of that, the moon shining through, and I could look at it all night as it moves along with the twinkling stars. My room wasn't that small, it contained four red walls and purple ceilings covered with stars that glows in the dark. My walls, they were covered with random posters and pictures along with Christmas lights that light up just a little bit. My twin size bed was really comfortable as I rested, I pulled out my pillow and hugged it as I turned around and glanced at my pictures that were placed at the corner of my desk.

The first picture frame contained a picture of the great Leader, Optimus Prime, the medical Officer, Ratchet, and I at my high school graduation. The second picture frame contained a picture of my two guardians, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. I grabbed the picture frame to take a closer look at it. I snickered as I saw my face covered with cake; Sideswipe had a huge grin on his face while Sunstreaker just had a disgusting look and annoyance since he had food stained on his shirt. I remember that day, Jazz decided to be funny along with the other set of twins, Mudflap and Skids started food fight. I sighed as I smiled. I placed the picture frame back where it belong and grabbed the last picture frame; the picture was taken just a year after the battle in Mission City, after Jazz death.

It contained the whole entire Autobot family and in their alt mode. I was sitting in Sideswipe hand, hugging his silver metallic thumb-like, half smiling. Just by looking at it, not a lot were smiling that day like Ironhide, Ratchet, Arcee, Cliffjumper, and Tailgate…a lot to name. A few tried but failed, we were miserable because we did not feel complete without Jazz. I placed the picture back again where it belongs and sighed once more. I turned my back away from my desk and look outside my window remembering the first time I met the Autobots.

It's been about six years that I first encountered them but it still feel just like yesterday. I remember the near death experiences, the first time I talked to Optimus Prime, when Ratchet brought me back to life when I tried to protect Optimus getting shot my Megatron, yeah I know what you're thinking don't judge. I remember my first guardian was Bumblebee and after him it was the pranksters' twins, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. I still remember the remark that Streaker made about human being nasty and not hygienic. I was furious when he said that when he was directing at me, and that same night when he was in recharge I keyed his car so bad. I still wonder how he did not feel that. I remember so many things and forgot a few things. I remember things that I wish I didn't and forgot things that I wish I could remember again.

It was already past midnight and I couldn't sleep. I sat up, my back against the wall and I saw my reflection from across my room since my mirror was on the wall. I could only see from my waist up. I saw a girl with long dark brown straight hair, brown eyes, fair skin with a few scars here and there, pink lips, and blushed cheeks. Tonight I was only wearing a pair of black sweat pants and white tank top. It felt really hot in my room, so I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and let my bangs aside. I decided to grab my sketch book and started to draw like I usually do when I can't sleep.

That's been happening a lot lately. I can't sleep and I don't know why. I do feel tired and when I do fall asleep it would be for a little bit and wake up again, and the odd thing is that it only happens when I have nightmares or dreams but these past few weeks I have not been dreaming for a while now. I pulled my sketch book open to a clean sheet and grabbed my mechanical pencil. I stared at the blank sheet not sure what to draw this time. I need to think hard. I looked outside my window and saw Optimus Peterbuilt, I didn't want to draw him, I drew him more than once already, and in fact I think I drew half of the Autobots already and the Decepticons. Until an idea hit me; Ratchet mentioned about working with Wheeljack and Jolt on making a holoform for everybody. You see, they need to blend in more, people are starting to get suspicious about them and Optimus, First-Aid and Prowl thought about hologram. A pretend mini puny size robot, according to Ironhide. I started to get so excited that I started to draw my first victim.

Ironhide.

I did not have a problem to draw him since he wasn't that complicated; first I drew his black GMC Topkick alt-mode and truck mode. And then him as human, he was tall, with a tough scary look and a scar across his left eye just like the one he has on his alt-mode. His outfit contained a pair of blue jeans black combat boots, a white tight tank top and black leather jacket. The sketch looked very detailed and if you just think about it, he looked a lot like the Wolverine. Oh my god! I just realized that he almost has the same characteristics as him. I just found a new nickname for him…but if only…if I start calling him Logan he might not like it and he does call me bub at a times!

Well my first victim is down, now for my second one it will be Optimus. Now for him it will be challenging but I got the whole night since I am not tired anymore.

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I don't know at what time I passed out but I suddenly jolted up as I heard a loud engine revving so dangerously. I heard Lennox and Epps voice shouting in command to stay back. Curiosity getting the best of me, I crept up to my window and peeked outside, my eyes widened as I saw the white and black mustang tied up on the back of the military trailer and Jolt zapping him. What on Earth is going on? What's a Decepticon doing here? Especially Barricade? I quickly dressed up and cleaned myself before I went outside.

As soon as I followed everyone as they were all going at the same direction. I saw my guardians skating around their prey with their arms transformed into a sword pointing at him.

"Move! Stay back! Get out of the way!" I heard Lennox shouting in frustration but no one listened to him as they wanted to get a closer look at the Decepticon. I didn't dare to get close to Barricade; I just climbed on top of one of the military hummer and sat on the roof with my legs dangling against the windshield.

"Release me!" Barricade shouted. I heard the tires screeching against the trailer making a loud noise as it release that burnt smell and smoke. I saw Optimus from the distance pulling up behind Ratchet and transformed to his alt-mode. He did not look so happy; he had a grim look on his face like he usually does.

"Barricade." He called out. The Decepticon just revved his engine in annoyance, "Tell your servants to release me at once!" He shouted again. Optimus looked at his men as Ironhide grunted at Barricade with anger. Prowl was told to throw Barricade to the brig under Optimus instruction. But why? I find it odd that he is not fighting back like I seen him done it before just shouting in anger. He was forced to transformed in his alt-mode and Prowl quickly cuffed him up as he pushed him to start walking. People were starting to leave as the commotion settled down, the only ones that stayed around was my guardians, Arcee, Cliffjumper and Tailgate. Barricade passed by where I was and he looked down at me with those piercing bloody red optics. I felt intimidated right away, but something about his look told me something different. He is hiding something and I felt the urge to find out what it is. The rest did not notice me as they walked by.

"Well that's taken care off." I heard Sideswipe comment in relief as he transformed his swords back to its hands. I haven't seen my guardians for about a week or two and they haven't called me like they used too. So I guess you could say that I was a bit mad at them especially Sides. We used to be so close but now I feel like we are fading apart…

Both sets of twins skated to my side as they saw me chilling on top of the roof of the Hummer, 'Sides knelt down and poked me with his metallic fingers; I slapped his finger away.

"What's wrong?" He asked in confusion, I looked at him as if he did not know what was wrong. I didn't look at him and thought about it through, I feel stupid for just getting mad at them for not calling me. They are doing their job and there's no time to make phone calls.

I looked back at him and smiled as I shrugged my shoulders, "Just tired." I guess. He smiled as he looked back at his twin, "Looks like our little Robin missed us, Sunny." Sunstreaker just shrugged his shoulder; typical.

I love my guardians, I couldn't ask for better ones. Before I used to be so distant from them because I used to think that Sideswipe was weird and Sunstreaker was mean. And they are, not weird, but different just like everyone else. I paid attention to them closely as I lived with the Autobots and they are no different from us, they act and think just like human but more logically.

"Nope, not even a tiny bit." I joked as they pouted. Arcee walked her way towards our small group followed by Tailgate and Cliff. I haven't seen them as well and I already missed them. My small groups of friends that I hang out with almost every day.

"Maybe we should leave more often that way she would miss us." Cliffjumper suggested as he winked at me. I just stuck my tongue out at him as a few chuckled while Sideswipe stared at him. I shook my head and looked at Arcee, "How was the hunt? I was surprised that Prime didn't go with you guys." Which was true, he usually goes with the group. Arcee just shook her head and sighed, I can tell that she was tired.

"Do you even have to ask?" she sounded annoyed as she looked at the mechs. I only responded by laughing. She was the only femme going with the mechs on this hunt, why? I am not sure. Chromia and Elita-1 went somewhere on the other side of the world to look for something as well. Lately I feel like the Autobots are hiding something from me or maybe it's just me?

Sunstreaker stretched, "I am going to recharge, I am exhausted." He announced as he transformed back to his car mode.

"Right behind ya, brother." Tailgate called out. Cliffjumper waited for Arcee before she said bye to me.

"Have any plans for this afternoon?" she asked, I raised an eyebrow at her and shook my head, "Not really." She smiled, "Good, I need to go out and I need you to come with me." She left before I could even respond to her. I looked at them as they left and looked back at Sideswipe.

"What was all that about?" he pointed, I shrugged my shoulder, "Beats me." From the first time ever I felt so awkward just being alone with Sideswipe. Something has changed and I can feel it. I pretended to stretched as I talked to him, hoping the awkwardness fades away.

"So, you're not going to recharge?" I asked him as he got up. I saw his smile again, "You're trying to get rid of me again?" I knew he was joking so I just followed along.

"Oh yeah, for sure." I rolled my eyes as he just chuckled. I looked up at him in awe as he was towering over me and blocking the sun. He had a distant look in his optics and then looked down at me, "Yeah I guess I am going to recharge. I'll catch you in a bit." I nodded and he left. I guess he was too tired to skate himself to his room since he transform himself back to Silver Stingray Corvette. As soon as he left, the sun rays hit me hard on my face, it was freaking hot outside today and no one was even outside besides me.

I jumped off the Hummer and jogged back inside. I saw a lot of people making movements, on the phones making phone calls. I saw Epps talking to Lennox about something important while Sam and Mikaela being attended too. I wonder what happened to them, but if I get close to them chances are that Ratchet is going to whack me away.

Everyone was busy and I still don't know what was going on! It was frustrating me, usually I am kept updated but now they didn't let me know. I don't know what to do now or where to go since everyone is either busy or sleeping. Until I remembered that a certain Decepticon was looked up at the brig. I know I was not allowed to go down there without supervision especially when there's a Decepticon, but it seems that no one was paying attention to what I was doing today. I headed downstairs but before I made to the stairs I saw a few Ironhide and Prowl walking upstairs, I hid in the shadows where they couldn't see me. I heard Ironhide mumbling about nonsense while Prowl tried to talk sense into him.

Why is he so mad? What's the fuss today?

I waited a couple seconds just to make sure that they are not coming back and walked downstairs in the dark carefully. I placed my hands on the cold rails. Even though it was quiet and dark, it was scary; I was getting the goose bumps. The only noise that you could hear were my small footsteps. It was cold down at the brigs and dark, the only lights that came through were through the small rectangles windows, the sun shining through. It was utterly quiet. I felt my heart thumping fast, I know I shouldn't be here and if I get caught then I am done for good.

I walked slowly looking at each cell and every one of them empty besides the last cell on the far side of the building. I walked towards it as the sunray shined at the Decepticons. I hesitated to get close and looked behind me just to make sure that I was not being followed. If Sides or Sunny found out that I was here…they would eat me alive! I got to the cell and saw Barricade alt-mode sitting on the far corner of the brig. It looked lifeless…

Did Ironhide do this? Did he just kill him with his bare hands/servos? I looked at the Decepticon and when one is dead; its optics tends to be off lined I mean when one has his or her eyes closed you could still see the light. Barricade red optics weren't glowing no more. I think they did kill him. I wanted to get a closer look until someone from that same brig popped out of nowhere and growled at me, "What are you doing here, fleshing?!" he hissed through his bare white teeth.

I reacted so quickly by screaming from on top of my lungs and falling back, "W-who are you?!" I shouted as my hands searched for an object to defend myself.

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Haha Haha! I feel like my first chapter sucked -,- but anyways, I hope you guys liked it!

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