GW1234:- Hey guys, just wanted to say that I'm still alive *sheepish wave*
I know I've left all my stories, let alone this, abandoned these past couple of months, and I plan to gradually begin updating them again, but please note it may take some time.
First off I have finally decided to rewrite this story, and eventually add a brand new chapter after.
I feel I need to do this because the romance happens so quickly (and is really one sided if you think about it) and the plot is so confusing and blah blah so yeah.
I do not own any of the characters from transformers, but I do own my OC's.
Chapter 1:- New Beginnings
I woke up, staring at the cracked ceiling above me. I sighed deeply to myself, dragging my body out of bed. I say bed, but what I really mean is an old lumpy mattress on the floor with pillow cases stuffed with paper.
I stumbled over to my mirror, rubbing my eyes sleepily. The mirror was the only thing in my room which was actually in a good condition. Glancing at it, I see a weak, underweight girl with dark brown hair that passed her shoulders by a couple of inches. She had a long side fringe which crossed over her right eye, though she could still see perfectly. Her eyes were a stunning light sapphire colour, and they sparkled in the moonlight. The girl was about 5'5".
Think you could guess who it was?
Yeah, me.
My name is Megan and I am 16.
I shuffled over to my pile of torn clothes in the corner and changed into the only two pieces left that I could actually fit into. Sighing deeply, I walked downstairs.
As I entered the kitchen, the two adults already in there eating froze and narrowed their cold eyes at me. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, I sat in the corner, where my designated spot was.
"Hi." I quietly greeted the pair, to the people who were unfortunately my foster parents, Carol and Tim.
"Shut up you little bitch!" Carol hissed. I shifted my gaze to the floor, feeling dejected and irritated. I forgot to mention that they hated me.
"Don't speak to us! You know we only took you in for the money. You should be grateful that you live under a roof!" Tim snapped, jabbing an accusing finger in my direction.
"….Love you too." I mumbled with a hint of sarcasm, looking back up at them. I watched as Tim's face started to turn red with anger.
"DON'T YOU EVER SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN, DO YOU UNDERSTAND! WHO WOULD LOVE SUCH AN UGLY, STUPID, DEPRESSED TEEN LIKE YOURSELF?!" He bellowed. I shrunk back, feeling intimidated, but then my subconscious decided enough was enough, and I forcibly pushed myself up, glaring at Carol and Tim.
"FINE!" I screamed, watching the pair recoil with shock "I'M LEAVING, AND THIS TIME I AM NEVER COMING BACK! I HATE YOU TWO BASTARDS!"I was deadly serious, so serious that didn't bother waiting for their response before bolting out of the door. Their muffled screams eventually faded the further I ran.
(A couple of hours later)
I was cold, hungry, and alone. I had no clue as to where I was, and to be honest, I didn't really care, as long as I was away from them. Just thinking about them made my stomach twist painfully, but I remained silent, not wanting to remember them.
As I turned a corner, my heart nearly leaped out of my chest as black entered my vision. Jumping back, my hands started to shake slightly. I looked over the paint, the wheels, the headlights…
Sighing in relief, I realized that it was only a truck. A giant truck at that. It quickly spiked my interest, it wasn't often you'd see such a vehicle near where I lived, in an abandoned estate full of murderers and druggies. I resisted the urge to touch it, instead circling the vehicle, admiring every single piece of detail in the flawless paintjob.
When I got to the front, I paused in my examination. On the grill, bang in the middle at the top, was a silver bird-like symbol.
"Hm, never seen anything like this before." I mumbled to myself. It was so unique and strangely beautiful. As if obliged to, I hesitantly reached over and lightly traced the symbol, admiring the gleam it gave off in the afternoon light.
I froze for a second. I swear I just felt the vehicle shiver underneath me. I shook my head in disbelief, thinking I was imagining things. I backed away from the truck, withdrawing my hand and giving it one last look before continuing to walk.
Seeing the black truck made me start to think. For one why would someone leave it in an area like this, it was prone to theft and damage here. Also, where was the owner? I hadn't seen anyone around the surrounding area, and even if I did, they would most likely be showing the truck off to others, not leaving it abandoned on a deserted street.
I shrugged to myself, concluding that it wasn't my problem and that I had more things to worry about, such as keeping away from my ex-foster parent, though I couldn't seem to get the vehicle off of my mind no matter how hard I tried. It was almost as if something was drawing me to it, however strange it sounded.
Stopping just before I turned another corner, I looked back behind me, to where the truck was. My eyes widened as I did a double take. The truck wasn't there anymore, like it wasn't even there. I'm sure I would have heard an engine start or something that would indicate its departure.
It was most likely that the owner had returned and drove off, but it still made something twist uncomfortably in the pit of my stomach. I picked up my pace, suddenly wanting to be anywhere but here.
Not long after the thought crossed my mind, a police car pulled up next to me. My throat tightened as a policeman got out, closing the door behind him. He was reasonably tall, with sleek black hair and he was wearing sunglasses, something about that coming across a bit strange to me. I forced myself to relax as he stopped in front of me, tilting his head slightly in greeting.
"Are you lost?" He asked me. His sly tone of voice made my hairs stand on the back of my neck and I subconsciously took a step back.
"No." I replied bluntly. His posture changed and he looked more demanding.
"Yes, you are. Now, get into the car and I will take you home." He stated, taking a huge step towards me. My heart race picked up and I knew this wasn't going to end well for me if I didn't leave now.
"I am fine." I snipped curtly, turning to walk off. A cold hand suddenly grasped onto my shoulder and I shivered in fright.
"Get into the car." He sneered. Before I could process what I was doing, I had slapped his face, hard enough for his sunglasses to fall off. I gasped. His eyes were a sickly blood red. He grinned sadistically and to my horror then dissolved, right before my eyes.
My feet refused to carry me away, time seeming to slow as the police car literally transformed into a massive robot.
After noticing a similar bird like symbol on its arm, I screamed, terrified. His slender, razor sharp claws slowly drew closer and wrapped around my body. I felt my body being lifted off of the ground and panic overflows my body. He was holding me in a vice grip, leaving me unable to breathe. I could feel my bones slowly being crushed but I am unable to even whimper in pain.
"Now, you pesky human, will be coming with me. Lord Megatron needs you." He growled menacingly. I could vaguely feel my eyes prick with tears. This was it.
Just as I prepared myself for everlasting torture and death, another robot crashed into the one that was holding me. I was sent flying through the air harshly knocked my head on a wall. Excruciating pain surged through my head and I could feel the blood trickle down my face. My vision was quickly blurring and I could only make out two large figures fighting. It wasn't too long after that one of them was lying defeated on the floor and the other one making its way towards me.
The muffled sound of gears turning and an engine revving behind the robot gave me the impression that the loser had run away.
I was too weak to even move away as the robot kneeled in front of me. The last thing I saw was its black paintjob and glowing blue eyes before my world went black.
GW1234:- Yeah so I made this chapter a bit shorter original story-wise because I did get some reviews saying that it was all so sudden, and I know this isn't much better but I'm going to stick as close to the original as possible whilst adding more and making it make sense
I hope you enjoyed reading :)