Jaacs woke with a start. It was that dream again. She'd been having that same dream every night for the past five years, and it became more detailed by the day. Giant robots coming to take her, so many that she couldn't count them all. She could easily describe the six in front, though. In front was always the tallest one, blue with red flames, with soft eyes and a strong build. Flanking him was a smaller yellow one with what looked like wings on his back. On the other side was a dark gray one with enough weapons to supply an army. A greenish-yellow one with a buzz saw connected to his arm. In the very back reaches of her vision were two identical robots, one red, and one green. Just before the blue one in the front could grab her, she'd always wake up.
But today, it seemed like the robot was able to reach closer. Jaacs showered to try and clear her head. Under the cold water, she remembered with a start what day it was. June 22nd, 2011. One month from her 15th birthday. She quickly got out of the shower and escaped her house. She didn't need her Mom doting over her. She hopped onto her bike, pushed a helmet over her long brown hair and pulled away towards the small library a couple of miles away in the rural area near her town. Jaacs liked this library because almost no one was ever inside it, where she could read for hours and not worry about anyone bothering her.
"Mr. Martins?" Jaacs said, looking around for the librarian. She laughed as she spotted a note on the front desk. 'Hey Jaacs, I'm off on vacation, but just leave a note if you check something out. Mr. Martins. P.S. I know you too well…' She wandered off to the mystery section, like she always did, and settled down to read, when she spotted something that made her scream in fear.
A large metal leg was visible through the window, bright yellow. She immediately thought of the yellow robot from her dream. She ducked behind a bookshelf just as the thing bent down and peered through the window. Jaacs covered her mouth so she wouldn't scream again. She breathed heavily and tiptoed out the door and winced.
"Dammit!" she moaned. The bell above the doorway rang loudly, giving away her location. She heard the robot coming around the side of the building. Jaacs got onto her bike and pedaled away as hard as she could. She heard a loud metallic sound, looked back and saw a yellow Camaro with black racing stripes.
Then all went black.
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"Crap," thought Bumblebee. He'd found the girl, but he didn't expect her to freak. She'd looked so scared. How could this be the girl Optimus described? She was supposed to already know the Autobots. He definitely didn't expect her to be so scared as to crash into a tree. He had shut his optics when her handlebars wrenched over, right into the path of the Redwood. He carefully picked up the human and placed her into the front seat. He had a long drive ahead of him.
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Bumblebee could see the base from his spot on the road.
Ratchet, you there? Bee said over his personal comm. link.
Yeah, where else? The old med bot said sarcastically.
Found the girl… Bee started to say.
What are you telling me for? Talk to Optimus!
Because she freaked and crashed into a tree! If I don't get her in perfect condition, Optimus will shoot me to Cybertron! Bee replied angrily.
Alright, alright! Bring her to me, I'll fix her up. Ratchet out. The link was broken. Bumblebee sighed and headed for the medical bay. He just hoped that Optimus wouldn't find out before she regained consciousness. He didn't want her to see his aft get welded to the ceiling.
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"Well, thankfully, there's nothing more than a small bump on her head, otherwise she's fine; Primus, she's changed." Jaacs heard a voice say. There wasn't anything frightening about this statement, except the voice was slightly metallic. Her eyes snapped open. The greenish-yellow robot from her dream was talking to the yellow one from the library. She gasped. She squeezed her eyes shut before they could see she was alert.
Optimus, I've got the girl. Bumblebee privately linked to him.
Good, where is she? Optimus replied.
Well, uh, she's in the medical bay… Bee trailed off, embarrassed.
What's wrong with her? Optimus said, concerned.
There's only a small bump on her head, but there's another issue. When I retrieved her, she freaked out and ran for it. I don't think she remembers us, Optimus. Bee answered, but he got no answer. Optimus was already on his way.