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Chapter one: Through their bloody eyes.
~Prologue~
"A Light that Never Comes"
Nah, you don't know me
Lightning above and a fire below me
You cannot catch me, cannot hold me
You cannot stop, much less control me
When it rains it pours
When the floodgates open, brace your shores
That pressure don't care when it breaks your doors
Say it's all you can take, better take some more.
(oh)
'Cause I know what it's like to test fate
Had my shoulders pressed with that weight
Stood up strong in spite of the hate.
(oh)
Night gets darkest right before dawn
What don't kill you makes you strong
And I been waiting for it so long
The nights go on
Waiting for a light that never comes
I chase the sun
Waiting for a light that never comes
(oh)(oh)(oh)
Waiting for a light that never comes
When I was young, they told me, they said
Make your bed, you lie in that bed
A king can only reign 'til instead
There comes that day it's "off with his head"
(oh)
Night gets darkest right before dawn
What don't kill you makes you more strong
You'll have my mercy then when you're gone
The nights go on
Waiting for a light that never comes
I chase the sun
Waiting for alight that never comes
(oh)(oh)(oh)
Waiting for alight that never comes
And I told them:
Nah, you don't know me
Lightning above and fire below me
You cannot catch me, cannot hold me
You cannot stop, much less control me
When it rains it pours
When the floodgates open, brace your shores
That pressure don't care, it breaks your doors
Say it's all you can take, better take some more.
(oh)(oh)(oh)
Waiting for alight that never comes
The nights go on
Waiting for a light that never comes
I chase the sun
Waiting for a light that never comes
(oh)(oh)(oh)
Waiting for a light that never comes.
Xxx
Year 2050
It's the witching hour.
The streets are vacant.
Not a living soul walking around.
You don't hear children playing in the night.
There's no loud music playing.
There no voices echoing.
No laughter.
No whispering.
The leaves are no longer rustling when the wind blows.
Hell, not even the wind is blowing.
Or animals coming out for the night, or the wolf howling late far from the distant.
All you hear are those demons patrolling at night just like in the day.
Floating around like a ghost.
Making sure no one breaks the law.
Welcome to the future where we are controlled by cybertronian.
I hate this life with a passion.
I miss home: Earth.
You see, about 43 years ago (2007) aliens from another planet, Cybertronian as they called themselves, came over to planet earth to save us from villain a former Decepticon so called Megatron trying to take over the world. Once the Autobots (claim to be the good team) conquered their mission, they promised to leave the planet peacefully. They never did, they stayed another year when another Decepticon threatened earth once again if we don't turn in a certain teenager. That year, I will never forget the things that happened. I was about 14 years old when the Decepticons attacked a military boat, France being attacked, and the battle of Egypt. That same year when the great leader, Optimus Prime died yet somehow he came back to life and finished off with the villain.
At the end, the president decided to have the Autobots to stay at our planet and have them watch over us. I did not like that one single bit. Yeah, they did hide in plain sight like they promised, but we stopped living the normal life style and started to live in fear. I wanted them gone. Every time I turned on the TV, all you would hear is how they saved people's lives, the good deeds and whatnot. Heck, there were even a small pathetic clubs that supported the Autobots, websites where people write stories about their favorite heroes, and also other people who supported the Decepticons. Why? Because they are mental. They are mental if they support any team. I support on human survival.
After the battle in Chicago, we thought that our lives were going back to normal and slowly. We lost a lot of people, we lost our loved ones, our race was about to go to extinct, but worst of all, we lost hope and faith in humanity survival. The world was in disaster and it took years to recover. Things got worst then; there were a lot of homeless people, sick people, there was no longer the high, middle, or low class. We were all the lowest of the low, no money, no jobs, no education, the stock market crashed twice in history, a lot of sickness, a lot of people dying out on the streets. The world was a disaster and the only ones that we turned for help were the Cybertronian.
37 years ago, if I got the chance, the choice I would rather die on my planet earth. Buried where I belong: Home.
I yearn for the American tradition life. I yearn for the four seasons, I yearn for the cloudy days, my friends, my families, my education, and I yearn to live the human life.
To age.
To graduate from college.
To pursue a career. I wanted to become a nurse back at home.
To fall in love.
To get married.
To have children of my own.
To live the life.
To die old.
I only went to college for a week, but when all that happened…no education, no career which means no dream.
Thank you Optimus Prime. Thank you for not letting me live my American dream, to live my life. You know how old I am? Take a guess and do the math…uh-huh, that's right; fifty-fucking-six years old yet I look like I'm eighteen. Why? Well because, before we came to this hell of a planet, we were frozen for a few years and got disinfected. It was a process made as we were transferred to Cybertron, it was a requirement. I still remember the first day I opened my eyes for the first time. I remember seeing four white walls, tall see through windows where you can see the city skyline. I must admit, it was breath taking. This planet though, it has rules/laws by which we have to follow and they are much more strict than back home. We all have a routine to which we have to follow and if we fail not to there are punishment that we have to pay.
Everyone in here is friendly and it sickens me. We live with cybertronian as well; we have a robotic maids, chief, and chauffeur along with a butler. They all pamper us and make sure we are on the clock. Everything has to be neat and tidy; we have to be dressed properly, act properly, and speak properly. In this world, we befriend everyone, there are no such things of human enemies and let me tell you why that is bullshit. You see, our leader Optimus Prime has us brainwashed, well most of us. A lot of people worship him, but what they don't realize that behind his façade, behind his throne, there is a dark side where there are dangerous things on this planet that they do not tell us. Behind that throne, there is a city that is burning where the non-ending war is going on. Everything is just too good to be true so there must be a catch to all of this.
In this live, no one gets sick.
There is actually a cure for cancer. No one is poor; there are schools, jobs, parks, malls, doctors, just about everything. We are programmed to wake up at 6 in the morning and to be home by 10 p.m. And do you think that everyone follows those rules? You must be an idiot if you answer yes.
My name is Melody but they call me Mel for short. I don't have a last name, well here I don't. Nobody does, all we remember is our birthdates, our first names, and a few memories of earth. All you need to know is that I'm not just any citizen on this planet, but I am an outcast. I consider myself an outcast because I refuse to follow the rules and be rejected by society. I am not the only one though, my best friend Ciara is just like me but ten times the rebel.
She refused to be told what to do and so no one bothers her. Ciara and I have a plan to go back to earth, how? Well let's just say that a certain 'bot offered our life back if we work for him. I will do whatever it takes to have my life back.
Just about anything.
Let me ask you something though, what would you give up to take back what was once yours? What would you give up to have your normal life back? I would just give up just about anything.
Xxx
Dear Diary,
I was never the type of girl to have a weak stomach. Actually, I don't even know what my weaknesses are or what I was afraid to lose until today. As much as I wipe of the blood off my skin and wash my clothes or cover my ears, I can still hear their screams. I am now afraid of heights, I am afraid of falling, I am afraid of these new terrifying memories that will be forever be scarred.
So much of a safe world.
-Mel.
It seemed like it took an eternity for it to be the weekend. I was in my room lying on my bed with a baseball on my hand. I looked at it and sighed as I threw it up and down the air. It only brought random flashbacks when I was in sixth grade and joined the softball team all the way through my senior year in high school. I heard a soft knock on my door; I didn't bother to look up to see who it was. I saw a shadow standing beside my well done bed.
"We are waiting for you." I heard a soft caring voice speaking down to me. I eyed at her carefully as she tried to smile. My mother was upset due to the fact that I did not want to attend to the ball with my parents. They claim that I am never with them since half of the time I spend my free time with Ciara fixing our spaceship or having an adventure at discovering new places. I rather be out than being home because all my parents and sister talk about is how different this place is. Megan, my sister, acts as if she knows planet earth and says that Cybertron is better. I argue with her because she clearly doesn't know Earth like I do. She's only 12. My mom took the ball off from my hands and I quickly looked at her.
"Hey! I was playing with that!" I shouted at her. She eyed at the ball then back at me, "Where did you get this?" I rolled my eyes as I tried to take the ball away from her grasp but she moved her hand back really fast. I sat down and crossed my arms across my chest, "Don't pretend like you don't know where I get my stuffs from."
She sighed in frustration as she eyed at the ball, "You know I don't like it when you hang out with that girl-"I just raised my hand up before she started lecturing me, "Mom, don't even bother wasting your time on telling me what or what not to do. I can do what I damn please, I am not sixteen anymore!" her eyes widened and for a moment I thought she was going to slap me but instead, she just threw the ball lightly across my bed, I saw how it bounce a little bit and rolled all the way to my pillow case.
"Well you sure as hell act like one. A young adult wouldn't be sneaking around with a drug addict friend, coming home late, and would make time to be with their parents." Before I could say anything else, my father entered half way through my room and smiled at us.
"Ready ladies?" he seemed excited. I rolled my eyes as I pushed in between them and grabbed my coat from one of the maids and walked outside. I climbed in the car followed by Meg and my parents. The whole ride they were all talking about how tonight is going to be fun, who is going to be there, what band are playing, the food that is going to be served, and all that while I was over here cussing at them quietly and hoping we could just crash and die. Is there still a heaven? Because I know I will be damned forever. I sighed quietly and looked at my parents and my sister.
I saw that my dad has his hair neatly done and freshly shaved by the barber. He was wearing a black and white suit with a black bow attached to the collar and another thick coat over it. My dad was a caring, kind, smart man. Too bad that my father and I aren't as close as we used to be since he works all the time. My mother on the other hand, she is very gullible, sweet, beautiful, caring, and honest woman you could ever meet. She is pretty average with nice curves that a lot of women at her age die for to have, porcelain white skin, dark raven black hair that was set up into a nice styled up bun with a piece of strand of curled hair on each side of her face, pink lips replaced by red lipstick, and a pair of blue eyes. Guess who looks like her? Yeap, me. Minus the blue eyes though, I have brown eyes thanks to my father and my sister has blue eyes. Brat. I noticed that my mother was wearing a dark blue dress that was heart shaped on top and on one side of the dress it was cut open all the way above her knee; she was also wearing a black coat to protect her from the cold December. Lastly, my sister; she looks like my father yet has my mother's eyes and personality. I noticed that she was wearing make-up and I groaned in disgust. What the fuck is wrong with society? And those 6-inch heels? I looked down at my feet and I was wearing black flats. I staled faced at her when she wasn't even looking. She looked older and it saddened be because i remember at her age, I didn't even dare to touch my mother make-up since I feared that once that dust touched my face, I will look old after I take it off. I mean, I do wear make-up now and then but not 24/7-365 days a year. I shook my head; I realized that she was also wearing a strapless heart-shaped purple dress with few designs here and there along with a black coat on her lap. I looked down at what I was wearing, a blood red slim, heart-shaped dress with a crap load of diamonds. I remember when Z, our maid, was helping me dress up and when I saw the diamonds I turned at her with wide eyes, "What the hell is this shit?!" I exclaimed. Z floated backwards to see what I was pointing.
"I bedazzled the dress, dear. It looked blunt and you need to stand out." I felt as if I was going to an auction show instead of a ball. "It's too girly. It burns my eye sight, remove it at once." I heard her laugh in her robotic voice and I half smiled. I don't like being too girly, and now I feel wrong. I shook my head when I realized that the car was starting to lower down and park. Did I mention that every family owns flying cars? No? Well now you know, and it's lame. I hate it. I rather drive on the road then fly up the sky. A few people do that either fly or drive on the road and surprisingly it decreased the traffic.
Anyways, it wasn't long enough when we walked in to the ball party and being greeting by many and glared by few. Why glared? Well, let's just say that few men wished they had my father's job and don't ask me what it is because I don't know. We had a reserve table and so we sat down as the party began.
I paid close attention to my surroundings and felt as if time was passing by slow and everything was going in slow motion. I don't know if that ever happened to you, but it happens to me every time when I try to analyze everything around me. Ciara says that I am gifted, I say I'm cursed. I saw two men pretending to be drunk and hitting on the same girl, one girl trying to act hard to get, a group of business men along with my father talking, children running around, a group of trashy girls gossiping, the forever alone guy and gal, and my sister friends, so much more but too many to list. I sank in my seat as I took a sip of my mom wine, I wonder where she is? And how can she drink this red wine? It taste so bitter and it burned every time I swallow. My mother complained that I never spend time with them and here I am wondering where they are, this is why I don't even bother trying. Right now I should've been with Ciara and not wearing this ridiculous dress. I decided to get up and get a drink from the bar.
I saw couples dancing to slow music and it was making me sleepy. They need to play better songs than that, this DJ sucks. I saw one couple though, that caught my attention. I wasn't sure what I was seeing, but at first I thought that the man was kissing his girlfriend's neck until I noticed that her body went limp and her hand fell from his hold. I was so distracted that I wasn't paying attention to where I was going until I bumped into someone. I was about to fall on my back until I felt his arms around my waist and pull me up.
"I am so sorry, Miss. I wasn't aware where I was going." The man before me apologized quickly as my eyes adjusted, I felt a little dizzy from the small impact. I looked up and gasped as I noticed who he was. I quickly pushed his arms away from me and walked backward. I just bumped into the most important man from this planet.
Optimus Fucking Prime.
He is tall, like really tall and well-built body. His outfit was a pair of black dressing pants, black shoes, dark blue button down blouse and black satin tie. His hair well styled up, and his intense, electric blue eyes looking through mine.
"Are you alright? Did I hurt you?" of course he would ask that because he is made of metal with his damn holoform that they got. Why does he have to be so god damn good looking! I shook my head and glared at him, "I will be fine until I go back to planet Earth." I spoke through my gritted teeth. His facial expression changed from sorry to sadness. I didn't say anything else and just pushed myself past him. I glanced back at him and I saw him standing there with another man next to him with an anger look, I shrugged my shoulder and kept on walking towards the bar. I ordered a glass of my favorite drink, Pepsi and sat on the stool chair. I half smirked at what just happened, Ciara won't believe me when I tell her tomorrow. I finished my first glass of Pepsi and asked for another and another one until I was getting a stomach ache. I only do this on purpose when I don't want to be here so we could go home. The music was playing loud, people talking and laughing, while a few danced, ate, or chill at the bar. There were a few securities walking around, taking care of the perimeter and speaking through their mouth piece. I still looked around for the couple that I saw earlier, the brown haired man and the blond chick. I didn't want to make it obvious that I was scanning around if I see them and when I was about to shrug it off, I saw them on the other side of the dance floor talking and laughing.
I am seeing things tonight. I think the man saw me and I reacted quickly and looked away. I was about to get up and search for my sister and ask where mom or dad is until I felt someone placing a hand around my elbow. I looked up and saw that it was a man around his late 40's, gray and black hair, with a scar on one side of his face. I have seen him before with my dad a couple months ago until he stopped coming visiting us, I smiled at him, "Hello Mr. Copper. Are you looking for my father?" I asked, I felt his grip tighten up around my elbow.
"No sweetie, I was actually looking for you." He smiled at me and it scared me. The way he said it made me shudder. I tried to push his hand away from me but I couldn't, what is his problem?
"Mr. Copper, you're hurting me." I told him as he looked down and tightened his grip. Is nobody watching us? Why is he making a scene? "Stupid brat. You deserve to be hurt, I know what you and your friend are doing and you two are going to pay for it." My eyes widened. Oh no, if Ciara finds out and him, I will be in deep shit.
"I h-have no idea what you are talking about. Please let me go, or I will hurt you" he started laughing as I threatened him.
"That's cute. You want to go back to earth? There's nothing left there but ashes and bones!" the look in his eyes looks really menacing and he was starting to scare me, "Earth is just a pile of dust. Pile of debris, piles of shit…" I lost it. My hand formed into fist as I punched his face, a woman behind him screamed while a few backed away. Mr. Copper stumbled down to the floor and I towered over him, "Say one more thing about home, Copper. I dare you!" his eyes glowed red for a moment and turned back to his normal eye color, brown. What did I just witness?
"P-please don't h-hit me anymore!" his voice sounded shaky and I heard the security pushing through the crowd along with my parents behind them. My dad looked at me and then at Mr. Copper. He quickly went by his side to pick him up.
"Mr. Copper, are you ok? What happened?" my dad asked him, while my mother and my sister stood at the back looking at me with a shame look.
Mr. Copper had a hand held on one side of his face as he tried to speak, "I was just trying to have a casual conversation with your daughter until she punched me." I gasped at his lie. My dad gave me a grim look as he blushed in embarrassment. Everyone had their eyes set on me while I looked at my dad in disbelief, "Apologize the man." There was no room for arguments. I glared at him, "Like hell I will." A lot of people gasped at my response.
Now, because I didn't apologize to this asshole, we got kicked out from the party. As we walked down the hallways my dad was furious as he talked to me.
"You know how embarrassing that was, Melody? Why did you punch Mr. Copper?" he half yelled. I never seen him this mad before and it scared me a little bit, "Because he lied dad, he was talking shit about home…"
"Melody for god sake, grow up! Earth will never be home, ever! This is our new home whether you like it or not!" I was seriously hurt now. My father, out of all people, he would say that. I was more connected to him because we talk about Earth and the things we used to do. We got to the glassed window elevator. I looked at the bright city displayed in front of us as I felt a tear roll down to my cheek.
"First thing tomorrow morning, you will apologize Mr. Copper, Melody." My mother stated. I winced every time they would call me by my full name, I hate it. I noticed my sister snickering and I had the urge to punch her. I looked at my mother, "Over my dead body." Suddenly, I felt her hand across my face. She slapped me and real hard, she had never slapped me before. Ever. My face started throbbing from the impact and I placed a hand on my cheek as I felt the pulse.
"I've had it with you, young lady! Your attitude is sickening, and it will be the death of us if you don't change. You never been like this before, filled with so many hate as if it were our fault that we moved here. You think that we had a choice? You think that we want all this? All this luxury? We should be grateful for what we have and not just throw it away like you are doing?" my mind was so clouded with so much anger and hate. My only response to her was, "Well I hope it kills you!" I started to regret it.
"Melody!" my dad shouted my name and before I said anything else, the elevator started to act up and stopped moving. We started to hear gun shot and people screaming and then the elevator started to fall, real fast. We didn't have time to react but just screaming for help. The impact though, was the most painful thing I ever felt in the world. As we were falling down, I looked down I heard something explode and I looked down and saw fire. Nothing can save us now, we are done. I heard my sister scream as we hugged for our dear life while our parents shouted at us. One minute we were all screaming, the next we felt and immense pain. We heard the glass shatter as it penetrated through our sensitive skin. Everything was quiet for one moment, I looked around as I lay on the floor and saw fire everywhere and broken glass. My sister laid unconscious besides me and when I looked to my other side, I wish I didn't. Somehow, my father had three shots, two on his chest, one of his fore head with glasses sticking right across his neck. Blood coming out from his mouth, nose, and ears. My mother, she had a big glass right through her lower abdomen, she had both hands gripping the glass to pull it out but only cutting though her hand. She looked up and we saw another glass hanging lose. She looked at me and before she was about to say something I tried to move but it was too late. The piece of glass fell down and hit her right on her chest, above her heart. I yelled for her, it was my entire fault.
I tried to move but my leg got stuck, I had to move before the fire reached toward the gas tank that was next to the elevator. I had to take my sister out. I was starting to lose conscious and black out, until I saw a dark figure.
I lost home, I lost faith, and I lost my parents.
Just kill me now.
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Hey guys! I hope you like this new chappie! So please, please read and review! Another thing, stay tuned I will post up chapter three tonight for "The Last of Us." So if you have not read it, then start now while I update chapter two for "A light that never comes."
