Transformers
Summary: Megatron is after a new target now, this one a young woman who meets the Autobots after her house is blown up with her father inside. She goes to find her uncle, who is coincidentally a member of the group NEST with Capt. Lennox and his team. Optimus and the other Autobots soon learn that this girl is Megatron's main target and they need to protect her. But what reason would Megatron have for coming after this girl?
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A young girl with long brown hair and looked to be in her 20's walked alongside a man who could only be her father because she looked similar to him. They were going between a house and a moving van, carrying boxes from the truck to the house. They had just moved to this new city from Atlanta. The young woman's mother had passed away three months ago from lung cancer. She had to work and go to school to help her father and he would not let her drop out of school but she knew she had to help him pay the bills since he wasn't making enough.
Bill Thomas was a dedicated truck driver and had been for nearly 30 years. He had taught his daughter, Tristin everything there was to know about trucks. She had even decided that she was also going to be a truck driver someday despite the fact that her father didn't want that future for her. He always told her that she could do better than he did and she could have a better career but she wanted to follow in his footsteps. She and her father had to move because Bill got a better truck driving job offer. He would be working longer hours but Tristin assured her dad she would be fine so he took the job.
Once Tristin and her father finished unloading the truck, they headed to her dad's new job to look at his new truck. They found his boss waiting when they arrived.
"Hey Jerry." said Bill.
"Hiya Bill. I figured you'd be by to check out your new truck. Who's this pretty young lady?" asked Jerry.
"This is my daughter, Tristin. She wanted to come along and see my truck too." said Bill.
"Alright. Well, I have a few available so I'll let you pick and choose." said Jerry and he led them to the back lot where there were three trucks sitting. "Now, these trucks may not look it, but they're good trucks. They run great but I haven't had a chance to have them worked on except some mechanical problems that needed fixing. Go ahead, climb up in one."
Bill walked over to a red one and tried to open the door but it wouldn't open. He turned to Jerry, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Oh yeah, that one sticks. Just give it a whack and it'll open right up." said Jerry, hitting the door and it popped open.
Tristin lost interest and gazed around. She spotted a truck towards the end of the lot that looked brand new. It was blue with red flame decals.
"Hey dad, what about that one?" she asked, pointing it out. She walked over to it to check it out.
"I don't think that's one of mine." said Jerry, looking at it in confusion. "Hey Jefferson!"
Another man, a chubby looking Mexican walked out at the sound of his name.
"Where'd this truck over here come from?" asked Jerry.
"How the hell should I know boss? Maybe someone left it here." said Jefferson before heading back inside.
Tristin opened up the driver door and climbed into the cab, sitting down behind the wheel as her father and Jerry walked over. She noticed a symbol of a robotic head on the center of the steering wheel, which she thought was cool.
"What do you think?" asked Bill.
"I like this one. I definitely like this one." said Tristin.
"Well, alright. I guess that settles it. We'll take this one one like the boss lady says." said Bill to his boss.
"Alright then. There's just a couple forms you need to fill out than it's all yours." said Jerry than he and Bill went inside while Tristin waited in the truck.
For some strange reason, Tristin was drawn to this car. She didn't understand why, all she knew was that she was. She felt some kind of bond with this truck. It was weird but cool at the same time. On one hand she wanted to understand it but on the other, she didn't.
It didn't take long for her father to fill out the necessary paperwork before returning to where his daughter was still sitting in the truck.
"Well what do you say? Wanna drive this big boy home?" asked Bill.
"Yeah." said Tristin, excited that she was going to be the first one to drive this truck.
"Alright then. I'll follow you in the car." said Bill, shutting the door and heading back over to the car they had arrived in.
Tristin started the truck and, after putting it in gear, headed out of the lot and towards their house with her father following behind her. Once they reached the house, she parked the truck on the curb and got out.
"Wow. Some day you're gonna be a better driver than your old man." said Bill.
"And you're just now figuring this out dad? I figured this out the first time you ever let me drive a truck." said Tristin as they walked into the house.
Bill just laughed at his daughter, shaking his head.
Tristin and her father spent the rest of the day unpacking boxes and putting everything where it belonged. It was late by the time they were done and they were both exhausted so they turned in to get some rest. The next day, Tristin woke up before her father and headed out to get to know the town and maybe meet some new people, even make some new friends. She got in the car and drove into town, deciding to hit up the mall first, figuring it to be the best way to meet someone.
She went from store to store, merely looking around. She bought a few new outfits and a new iPod. She was heading to a movie and music store when she accidently bumped into someone, her bags falling from her hands as well as the bags that the other person was carrying.
"I'm so sorry." said the other person quickly, moving to help pick up the bags. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
"It's okay, really. I wasn't really paying attention either." said Tristin as she picked up her bags than stood up, looking at the person she had run into.
Right then, a young girl with long dark hair came walking over.
"Sam, you are so clumsy sometimes." said the young girl.
"Hey, I apologized to her. It's not like I did it one purpose." said Sam.
"Really, it's alright. I know he didn't mean to." said Tristin.
"He may not have meant to but he should still pay more attention to where he's going. I'm Mikaela by the way, Sam's girlfriend." said the young woman, offering her hand.
"Tristin. I just moved here with my dad." said Tristin, shaking her hand.
"Nice to meet you. Why'd you and your dad move here?" asked Mikaela as the three of them walked together.
"My dad got a better job offer here and he took it. Seemed too good to pass up." said Tristin.
"You know anybody here?" asked Sam.
"No, actually I don't. Well, besides you and Mikaela now." said Tristin, smiling at who she hoped would be her new friends.
"Well then I guess that means you do now. Guess you just gained yourself a couple new friends." said Sam.
"So what does your dad do anyway?" asked Mikaela.
"Oh he's a truck driver. Just got his new truck yesterday. A couple of them were just a rust buckets but there was a real nice one too. A blue Peterbilt with flames on the side. You don't see trucks like that on the roads." said Tristin.
Sam and Mikaela looked at each other, both of them recognizing the description of that truck but chose not to say anything about it just yet.
"Listen, Mikaela and I were just going to get something to eat. Care to join us?" asked Sam.
"Why not. I was just about to do the same actually." said Tristin.
Sam and Mikaela led the way out with Tristin walking along with them. She found that they had parked a couple cars down from hers. She saw that their car was a yellow Camaro with two black stripes down the middle.
"Nice car." said Tristin.
"Thanks. Bought it a couple years ago." said Sam before getting in the driver seat.
Tristin got in the driver's seat of her car, putting the bags in the passenger seat before putting the key in the ignition and starting the car, pulling out and following Sam and Mikaela. They ended up at a pizza place and while Sam went to order, Tristin and Mikaela sat down and talked.
"So how long have you and Sam been together?" asked Tristin.
"About a year and a half. We've been through a lot together I guess you could say. We stick together." said Mikaela.
"You know, more couples should be like you two." said Tristin.
"Thanks. So do you have a boyfriend?" asked Mikaela.
"Me? No. I just broke up with my most recent one. Found out he wasn't as committed as I thought." said Tristin.
"I'm sorry to hear that. Hopefully now that you're in a new city you'll find someone better." said Mikaela.
"Yeah, hopefully." said Tristin as Sam came over with their pizzas.
"Hey, I was wondering something. That Corvette Stingray that you were driving, is that yours?" asked Sam.
"Yep. My uncle got it for me for my birthday last month. Said if I was gonna be living in a new city, I needed a new car. He's in the army and I hardly get to see him. The last I saw of him was over Christmas." said Tristin as they ate.
"Ah, well, it's a very nice car. Your uncle must really care about you to get you a car like that." said Sam.
"Yeah, well, my uncle and I have always had a close relationship, despite how little I get to see him." said Tristin.
"That must be hard." said Mikaela before taking a bite of pizza.
"Yeah but you learn to cope with it after awhile. My uncle Nathan and I have always kept in touch the best we could. He has his own ring tone on my cell for when he gets a chance to call me, even if it's only for a minute. And he even bought me a web cam so we could chat online when we had the time. It would almost be like he was actually there in person. I haven't heard from him in a few months though." said Tristin.
"I'm sure you'll hear from him soon. He's probably just busy on some important mission or whatever." said Mikaela.
"I hope so. I miss talking to him. I mean I know I have my dad but it's not that same as talking to my uncle. My dad can be too uptight sometimes." said Tristin.
"I know that feeling. You should meet my parents. They'd make you feel a whole lot better about your dad. Mikaela can vouge that." said Sam.
"Oh yeah. I mean, don't get me wrong, I like his parents but sometimes they can be annoying." said Mikaela.
They finished eating and paid for the pizzas but didn't leave just yet.
"So what do you do for fun Tristin? I mean besides shopping at the mall and running into people." said Sam.
"Well, I don't normally go shopping at the mall but I figured it'd be a good place for me to meet people. I prefer to go places where I can go dancing and I love music." said Tristin.
"So you're a dancer?" asked Mikaela.
"I guess you could say that, yeah." said Tristin with a smile.
"I would love to see you dance sometime, see how good you are." said Mikaela.
"Alright. Well my dad might still be home but you guys are welcome if you want to come along." said Tristin.
"Sure, why not. Besides, we'd love to meet your dad. Wouldn't we Sam?" asked Mikaela, turning to her boyfriend.
"Um, yeah sure." said Sam even though he seemed like he had no idea what was going on.
"Alright then. You guys follow me." said Tristin, getting up and grabbing her purse, heading out to her car.
Sam and Mikaela followed, climbing into Sam's camaro, Sam in the driver seat and Mikaela in the passenger seat. They followed her as she led them to her house. Once they arrived, they pulled into the driveway behind her than got out and followed her as she headed to the front door. They saw the semi truck she had told them about sitting by the curb. They knew but they didn't think she did so they said nothing as they followed her into her house.
"Dad? You here?" yelled Tristin.
"Yeah, I'm upstairs. Just putting the finishing touches on the office. I just don't know if I'm putting this computer together right." said Bill.
"Dad, I told you to let me do it." said Tristin as she, Sam and Mikaela went upstairs and into the room her father was working on. She knelt down next to where her dad was to see what he was doing and if he was doing it wrong. "You're doing fine dad but please, let me finish it later. I don't feel like getting blown up because you accidentally hooked it up wrong."
"Alright, you're the boss." said Bill as he stopped what he was doing and got up than helped Tristin up. He then noticed her friends.
"Oh dad, this is Sam and Mikaela. I met them in the mall early today." said Tristin.
"Oh well hello. Nice to meet you both." said Bill.
"Nice to meet you too sir. I know we just met her but your daughter seems like a very nice girl." said Sam.
"Yeah that she is. She's never had any problems making friends." said Bill.
"Anyway, we're gonna head to my room if that's okay. And please don't try to put anything else together dad. Let me worry about it. You have to start work tomorrow, that's all you need to worry about right now." said Tristin.
"Yes my lady." said Bill, teasing his daughter.
Tristin led Sam and Mikaela to her room, closing the door behind them.
"This is a pretty nice play you got here. How're you able to afford a place like this?" asked Sam.
"I told you guys I was a dancer. And I don't mean an exotic dancer either. I work in various clubs and bars dancing for them. It's actually good money and it's a good way to meet people. Though most of them you wouldn't want to befriend." said Tristin. She walked over to her stereo and turned it on, letting whatever was on play.
She was staring out the window of their SUV
Complaining, saying I can't wait to turn 18
She said I'll make my own money and I'll make my own rules
Momma put the car in park out there in front of the school
She kissed her head, said I was just like you
"So what kind of music do you dance to?" asked Mikaela.
"Well it depends on where I'm dancing. Sometimes they'll let me pick my own, sometimes I have to dance to whatever they play." said Tristin.
"Could you dance to this?" asked Mikaela.
"If I had someone to dance with, yeah. Let me see if I can find something that I could dance to better and on my own." said Tristin, walking over to a stack of cd's and sifting through them. It took a few minutes before she finally found what she was looking for. She switched her stereo to cd and put the cd in before pushing play and finding the song that she wanted.
Who is this irresistible creature who has an insatiable love for the dead?
Tristin starts moving her body in time with the music, dancing in front of her stereo while Sam and Mikaela sat and watched. She was moving her body in way that they didn't think were possible and she didn't really seem to mind their presence as she danced. She didn't seem to be the slightest bit shy about having an audience.
(What are you thinking about?)
(What are you thinking about?)
(What are you thinking about?)
Rage in the cage
And piss upon the stage
There's only one sure way
To bring the giant down
Defunct the strings
Of cemetery things
With one flat foot
On the devil's wing
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living dead girl
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living dead girl
(What are you thinking about?)
(What are you thinking about?)
Not being prepared for what Tristin was preparing to do, Mikaela had little time to react when her wrist was grabbed and she was pulled to her feet. Instead of resisting, she simply danced along with Tristin, the two of them moving their bodies in time with the music.
Raping the geek
And hustling the freak
Like a hunchback juice
On a sentimental noose
Operation filth
They love to love the wealth
Of an SS whore
Making scary sounds
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living dead girl
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living dead girl
(Ooh, ooh, oohh, ohhh)
(Ooh, ooh, oohh, ohhh)
(What are you thinking about?)
Cyclone Jack
Hallucinating hack
Thinks Donna Reed
Eats dollar bills
Goldfoot machine
Creates another fiend
So beautiful
They'll make you kill
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living dead girl
Crawl on me
Sink into me
Die for me
Living dead girl
Blood on her skin
Dripping with sin
Do it again
Living dead girl
Blood on her skin
Dripping with sin
Do it again
Living dead girl
Sam applauded the two girls when the song was over and they stopped dancing. The two girls mock bowed for him, bright smiles on their faces.
"Wow, you are a good dancer. You've got some moves." said Mikaela.
"Thanks, so do you." said Tristin, brushing a stray hair out of her face and tucking it behind her ear.
"What do you say we go out tonight, the three of us? It'd be another good way for you to meet people. And Mikaela and I could have our friends meet with us so you could meet them." said Sam.
"Alright. Sounds like a plan to me." said Tristin.
"Maybe we could find you a guy while we're out." said Mikaela.
"We'll see." said Tristin.