Disclaimer: I do not own anything but my own OC's.
Warnings: There is cursing, and there will be mentions of abuse.
SunnyBeeSides: This story won't have a regular updating schedule because I'm pretty excited to write this one and will most likely post a ton of chapters the first week or so, then slowly go from there. Until then, enjoy the chapter.
Emily was awoken from her sleep by the loud clang of the front gate slamming open, and the roar of a car engine not too far behind. Thank you, Government training, she thought. Emily glanced over at her sister who was already upright, hands gravitating to the gold and black strong hand super cannon that lay beside her. Following her sisters lead, Emily reached for her bow beside her, grabbing the hand-made quiver and arrows next, slinging them across her back.
They quietly made their way through the off-limits area, and aimed their weapons at the teenager holding his phone up. Emily aimed, and shot the phone down, "Who are you, and why are you here?" She growled, her sister standing beside her.
"Hey, man, that was my phone!" The teenager complained, seemingly having no danger sense whatsoever.
"You are lucky enough to be able to buy a new one," Kristiana growls, her gun-like weapon pointed at his head. "What are you doing here?" The teen points behind him wordlessly. They glance up, and almost drop their weapons in surprise. "Holy heck," Kristiana mutters, attempting to get a closer look, relieved that the nerdy boy wasn't sent by the government to retrieve them.
"Thanks for not killing me, I guess," The kid mumbles, and sticks out a hand, "Sam Witwicky."
Emily eyes the teen, shaking his hand, "Emily and my sister, Kristiana."
"Not to be rude, but what are you two-" Sam's question was interrupted by the areas guard dogs, a German Sheppard and Rottweiler.
"Shit," Kristiana muttered, tapping Emily's arm, "Let's move." She grabbed Sam's arm, tugging him away from the dogs as they broke loose, her sister following, covering the rear.
"No, you're a good dog! Good dog!" Sam yelled unhelpfully. They made it back to their sleeping area, standing on a desk they had placed in the middle, the dogs barking attempting to get up. "Hey, hey! Alright! Oh my… no! no!" Sam screeched.
"Will you quit yelling?" Emily demanded, rubbing her sensitive ears.
They heard the sound of a car engine roar, as a Classic 1977 Camaro drove in, circling them, "Okay! Please don't kill me! I'm sorry! Take the keys! I don't want them, Cars yours!" Sam threw down the car keys, and ditched the two girls, taking off.
"No keys," Emily whispered in realization.
"No driver," Kristiana agreed, and the Camaro paused, turning and chasing off the dogs.
Feeling safe, the two girls hopped off the table, and eyed the yellow vehicle warily. The stare down lasted two minutes, and when clarifying the vehicle wouldn't do anything Kristiana went outside, trying to figure out where the other boy had gone. Emily shrugged, her dirty blonde hair fell, covering her blue eyes as she shook it out, attempting to be rid of any dust. Sitting down at a table, Emily pulled over a deck of cards, hearing whirrs and creaks of the robot transforming, and quietly making his way over. "Wanna play?" Emily asked. The bot nodded, Emily had to admit the bot sitting down without knocking everything over was pretty funny.
She handed him a few cards, and spoke, "Got any threes?"
"Saw a real police car, they have Sam." Kristiana announced five minutes later, looking on in amusement as Emily asked the alien if he had any sevens, "You're playing Go Fish with an alien?" She asked incredulously.
Emily shrugged, "Why not? Damn!" Emily cursed as the robot held up four fingers, whirring victoriously as the girl handed him the last card.
"You got beat by an Alien Robot playing Go Fish," Kristiana says again, and Emily glances at her as if to say 'Yeah, and?' "Who do I live with?" She throws her hands up in the air.
Emily grins, and looks outside, the moon mid-way to completing it's nightly cycle, "You'd better get back to- what's his name? Sam?" The robot whirred, and stood, stretching its legs, "Will we… will we get to see you ever again?" Emily askes hesitantly.
Kristiana turned, hoping for the answer they both want to hear. Instead, it just transforms back into a Camaro, opening its passenger side door, "We can't… we can't just go with you!" Kristiana yelps.
The car hums sadly, shutting the door. With a last rev of its engine, it drives off quietly, moving its mirror to view them as it drives off. Emily sighs, and Kristiana turns to face her, patting her shoulder, "We may see him again,"
"Oh, you will definitely see him again," A deep voice startles the two of them, and before they could do anything they were scooped up, by a large hand, and the robot transformed back into a police car, settling them into the back seats. "And very soon."
Emily awoke to Kristiana's cry of, "Let us out of here!" and her kicking the side door, ignoring the yelp from the driver.
"Watch the door! Watch the door! Jeez," Barricade growled, shifting on his tires making Kristiana fall onto her side. Emily giggled, ignoring Kristiana's glare, "Bad enough I have to deal with you fleshy's, now a dent in my door?" He grunted.
"You could just let us go," Emily says helpfully, relaxing into the backseat.
"I will sedate you again." Barricade growled threateningly, stepping on his breaks at the sight of a yellow Camaro, "Scrap," He cursed. Stepping on the gas, he turned a sharp corner, leading into an old parking garage.
Kristiana glared at her friend, "You just had to play Go Fish with the robot."
Barricade stepped on his breaks to wait for Sam no doubt, "Go… Fish?" He asked hesitantly.
"It's a card game," Emily supplies helpfully.
"Card game?" Barricade grumbles to himself.
"Can't you look it up or something?" Kristiana demands, turning a sharp eye to Emily, "And stop talking to the evil robot!"
"Talking to evil robots are fun," Emily replies with a smirk.
"Are all human beings like her?" Barricade asks incuriously.
"No, just her," Kristiana replies.
"No one like me 'cept me," Emily quotes cheerfully.
"You can say that again," Kristiana grumbles.
Barricade suddenly turns his siren on, moving forward slowly, and they hear a familiar and annoying voice call out, "Officer! Listen!" He rode up on a pink bike, and Barricade whipped open his door, causing Sam to fall to the ground with a thud, making Emily chuckle. "Oh, that hurt," They hear him groan, and Barricade shuts his door, frowning when the boy leans on his hood.
"Not too bright, is it?" Barricade grumbles as Sam complains about his car chasing after him.
"No." The two girls reply in unison.
Apparently, the last straw was Sam slamming his fist down on the hood, and Barricade scoots forward threateningly. "No! Stop! Oh, God. Okay! Okay, all right! Okay! I'm sorry! I'm… I didn't mean to hit your car!" Sam hits an old grill, causing it to fall.
"You're not going to run him over, are you?" Emily asks fearfully.
"No, I need him." Barricade replies, suddenly shifting around the girls and transforms, the girls ending up on his shoulders, crying out as he chases after Sam, gripping onto the robot's head. Barricade lands a hit on Sam and sends him flying into a nearby windshield of a car, the glass cracking behind him, "Are you username LadiesMan217?" He demands, the two girls quietly making their way down, shouting out in alarm as Barricade grabs them before they can run off, "Are you username LadiesMan217?" He demands once more, squeezing the girls causing them to cry out in alarm.
"Yeah," Sam replies fearfully, glancing at the two girls.
"Where is the eBay item 21153? Where are the glasses?" He demanded, slamming down his fists, and Sam bolts, Barricade quickly takes chase, lightning his grip on the two girls as he runs.
"When did Mikaela get here?" Emily wonders cheerfully, waving at the girl.
"Really? That's what your thinking about?" Kristiana demands, and sighs. If only she had her gun.
Emily shrugs helplessly, "I'm trying to keep my mind off the fact that a robot hell bent on killing Sam has us in his hands," She replies, then brightens when a familiar Camaro circles Barricade, tripping him, causing the two girls to fall with a thud onto the ground.
Without getting any time to assess their injuries, Sam tugs them both up, pulling them into the car, the two girls sit together in the backseat, Sam in the front seat, Mikaela in the passenger. The Camaro steps on it as Barricade transforms, chasing after them.
They tear out into the street, Barricade chasing after them, "Oh god, we're gonna die!" Mikaela yells fearfully.
"No, we're not. Trust me, he's a kick-ass driver!"
"And undefeated in Go Fish," Emily supplies helpfully, the two girls sitting in the backseat bored.
There was a reason the two girls were like the way they were, and she'd had a feeling Sam and Mikaela would have the misfortune of finding out why soon. Sam's cries brought Kristiana back into reality and they crashed through a glass window, doing a quick one eighty as they turned, rushing back the way they came, getting ahead of Barricade. The Camaro pulled into a warehouse district, craftily hiding them and turning off his headlights, then locked the door.
The sisters watch boredly as the other two struggles to unlock the door, "We're locked in," Sam points out.
"No shit, sherlock," Kristiana grumbles, annoyed by the other teen.
"The car won't start. At least we ditched the monster, right? Speaking of, what were you two doing all cozy with it?" Sam demanded, suspicious.
"A, Barricade isn't a monster," Emily growled, startling the other, "And B, it's not like we went with him willingly."
"Yeah, right." Sam grumbled.
"You wanna say that again?" Kristiana demanded getting in the others face, then yelped as the seatbelt tightened around her, preventing her from punching Sam.
It was but a few minutes later when Barricade passed by them and then slowly stopped, undoubtedly spotting them, and the Camaro immediately stepped on it, Barricade missing them by a split second as he backed up. Moving to an open area, The Camaro turned, threw open his door causing the four teens to fall onto one another, and transformed, standing over them protectively in a battle stance.
Barricade drove up, and transformed, grabbing the other bot by his helm, and threw him to the ground. Standing, he released a small mini-bot that charged the two, and he swung at their savior again. The four teens hit the ground running as the mini-bot chased after them, attempting to avoid the robots, as it pulled Sam to the ground, "It's got me, it's got me!" Sam shrieked, scrambling to get away, as Mikaela runs off, "He's going to kill me!" The two girls attempted to grab the mini-bot but had to dodge it's many tools.
Kristiana grunted as she finally managed to pin the little shit down, seeing Mikeala running towards them and swung at the mini-bot with a drill, and attacked its neck cables.
"Get it, get it, get it!" Sam shrieked. The head detached, and Sam grinned, "Not so tough without a head, are you?" He asked, then ran up and kicked it like a soccer ball. Emily had to chuckle as it flew through the air and screamed.
"Let's go," Emily said, and took off back towards the robots, the other three following behind her.
"What is it?" Mikaela asked, staring up at the robot.
"It's a robot." Sam replied dumbly, "But like a… Like a different… You know, like a super-advanced robot. It's probably Japanese. Yeah, it's definitely Japanese." Kristiana scoffed, and Sam whirled on her, "You have any better explanations?"
"One word, Alien." Kristiana replied, and the bot clapped, pointing at her, and she smirked.
It stood before them, hands on his hips proudly. "What are you doing?" Mikaela hissed as the sisters walked up to it.
"If he wanted to hurt me, he would've killed me before I pulled out the 'Go Fish' deck," She replied snappily.
"Really? Well, do you speak robot? Because they just had like a giant droid death match," She hissed.
Emily rolled her eyes, then turned to the yellow Camaro, "Not that I'm thankful or anything, but why are you here?"
"I think it wants something from me," Sam called out.
"What?" Mikaela askes.
"Because the other one was talking about my eBay page," Sam replied.
"Barricade," Kristiana supplied helpfully.
"You are the strangest boy I have ever met," Mikaela declared.
"Can you talk?" Sam called out.
"XM Satellite Radio… Digital Cable brings you… Columbia broadcasting system…" He replied.
"So, you… You talk through the radio?" Sam questioned dumbly.
"Weren't you listening?" Kristiana snapped, then turned to face him, "What was that the other night? The light."
"Message from Starfleet Captain… Throughout the inanimate vastness of space… Angels will rain down like visitors from heaven! Hallelujah!" The Camaro grinned and transformed, passenger door swinging open, "Anymore questions you want to ask?"
"And go where?" Mikaela demanded.
Emily shrugged, "To get in or not get in, that is the question," She quotes, then slides in, her sister not far behind.
Mikaela blinks, "I start to wonder if they're sane."
"Don't we all?" Sam muttered, and starts his inspirational speech.
