Chapter two

"Damn it to hell!" I shouted as I threw my project across the room. I was in my apartment and it had been a month and a half sense the bug incident. I'd started work right away. My plan was to build a transformer, like the Autobots, only smaller. So far I'd only gotten the basic form down. Nothing I did could replicate the power cell, or 'spark' as they called it.

"Mail call!" Henry said as he entered my room. We had become really good friends in the past weeks. The bug really brought us together, even though we now both had a major issue with any insect.

"Here you are! Not a lot as usual for us." He handed me my letters as he sat on my bed. He leaned over from the side and reached for my project.

"Good I got another check." I commented as I flipped through my mail.

He sat up, holding my little robot person and said.

"You know I've been meaning to ask and don't answer if you don't want to, but why do you get a check every month?"

He had been very careful about asking me about my past ever sense I flipped on him he hasn't really brought it up.

I looked up at him, I had settled my mind earlier that when asked I would tell him at least some of what happened.

"Its, my inheritance actually, I get an allowance every month until I'm eighteen and then I become full owner."

"Oh, I'm sorry what happened… if you want to say"

"Its ok you needed to know sometime right." I repositioned in my desk chair and continued. "It happened about eight years ago. I was seven or eight. My dad was a prominent astronomer and bio engineer. He was the main problem for Isaac Sumdac's rise to power. He and my mom were best friends in high school, got married had me, got divorce and still remained friends. They collaborated on a lot of projects. One night they were working late when something when wrong. I don't now what exactly happened just that my dad ran me into a safe box and didn't shut the door all the way because he went to get my mom. They didn't make it back in time. I watched as this blue gas filled in the room. It was so hot I was burned by some of the metal in the room. That burning metal is how I got the scar on my neck. Eventually I passed out from pain and woke up to the same house. Nothing was wrong, that gas did nothing to the building itself. I opened the door and found my mother and father's bodies lying outside the door of the room I was in. My mother was still alive. I held her in my arms while she died. The last thing she told me was that "There are secret things in this world and a family that loves you, like I do." So I sat there in shock and was carried away but emergency workers. I went into foster care and never left. I only got out by going to college. So that's basically my life story."

I shrugged, it had been so long sense that night I hardly remembered it. Henry looked a little nauseated.

"I'm so sorry."

"Not as sorry as I am. I know that wasn't what my dad was working on. Something else caused the explosion. My family was taken from me."

I was bitter I still hated God for taking them away. I leaned over and grabbed my little robot out of his hands it was still limp and gangly.

"I need a lab to test a new design out. Want to come?"

"No I'll stay here and cook for once you finish your work." Henry stood up and hugged me tight and left. I went to my closet and pulled out my black trench and headed outside.

I was carful to avoid main street it would be packed. The new 'heroes' of Detroit were getting a big celebration in their honor. I had no reason why but I hated ever single one of them. I looked at the lifeless doll in my hands. There had to be a way to make this work.

Suddenly there was a massive explosion in the direction of the event. Smoke was starting to billow skywards. What on earth was going on? I turned down a side road and raced towards the plaza. It took nearly ten minutes to get there. I was fighting a crowd the whole way. I finally got to the main street and one of the Autobots was flying. I looked up at it amazed and look at the others and counted. Five. This was a new one. He was massive, at least a head and shoulder taller then the leader of the Autobots. He also had backward jet wings and thrusters coming out of the heel of his stabilizers. He was also holding a tan box

It started talking I could hear it clearly.

"At last the Allspark is mine!"

The new transformer turned and I saw his face grinning in malice, and his eyes. I'd never seen eyes like that. They were simply burning with excitement and where the color of rubies.

The box he was holding suddenly turned blue and a beam of light shot out. Right at me. I couldn't run there was no where to go I just stood there and the last thing I heard:

"It's more powerful then I've ever imagined!"

Then blackness.

Sharp pain on my head woke me up. I opened my eyes and couldn't see. A small scream of panic escaped my lips. I inhaled dust and hacked away trying to breathe. Instinctively I tried to pull my head to my knees only to be greeted by a worse pain. I reached my hands up in the darkness and felt that my head was caught between two steel poles. I bit my lip and braced my self and pulled. I felt and heard my hair ripping out and with I final yelp I was free. I looked around and what I thought was complete darkness was pierced by rays of light. I was lucky; I was in a two by three pocket of steel and bricks. It could have been worse. I could have been slowly crushed to death. I tried to curl up but my leg wouldn't respond. I started to cry. Not a load cry but a silent one of someone helpless. I started to hear movement to my right. I looked in the direction of the sound. It started to come closer. I noticed two red dots moving with the sound. I stared with wide eyes as the new transformer from earlier crawled into view. Except this one was smaller. About two feet with a proportional wing span. It was more feminine looking then the other one. It came as close as it could and reached out a tiny claw-like hand. I responded and reached back. The tiny little hand grasped mine and a shock ran through my arm and to the scar on my neck. That's when I noticed the markings on the wings were identical to my scar. What was going on here? The little bot squeezed through the space and curled up next to me. It reached a little hand out again and touched my face; a series of pictures flashed though my mind. I saw my lifeless wannabe transformer in my hands, then the blast and then the new robot in front of me. I then connected the dots that this is what I was trying to make and some how that explosion created it. The pile around me started to move. Not a lot but a vibration. The little bot looked up at me, fright marked its face.

"You need a name" I whispered hoarsely.

A hand to my face, yes I do.

"Ummm Bolt?"

No.

"Ok how about Roxy?"

EW.

"Guess not. Lighting? Thunder?"

I liked the last one

"Thunder? Oh how about Thunder blast?"

Yes.

The little bot smiled as the ground shoot more violently. There were voices coming from above now.

I swear there was a human here.

How do we know you saw right?

It could have been a trick of the light Bumblebee.

I know what I saw Prowl, and I know I'm right Ratchet.

Well then start looking around, we should be the ones to find and rescue any humans.

Ok Boss-bot.

Someone had come to find me. Relief washed though me. The adrenaline faded away. My senses which were so sharp before where now fading away becoming a clouded dim comprehension. Thunderblast clutched at my shirt and I wrapped my weak arms around her. The ground was moving more I felt more fresh air come rushing in. I inhaled deeply. Then debris around me started to shake less and I could hear them walking to another area.

"No." I croaked.

"Please no. I'm here I'm here!"

I was trying to shout but I could barely get the words out.

"Please"

I started crying harder.

Did you hear that?

Hear what?

I thought I heard someone.

Where?

Down this way.

"I'm here! I'm here!"

I kept repeating my self.

I found her! Dig over here and be carful. Hold on we'll get you out.

The movement was back a large piece was removed from right above my head. I looked up and was blinded. The sun was so bright.

I'm here; don't worry, reach for my hand. Can you move your arms?

I stared at the voice, I couldn't see but I reached up anyways. I felt metal under my fingertips. It was cold. I became frightened but the metal moved and held my hand lightly.

More of the rubble was moving. I could fee the pressure being lifted off. Then there was none. I felt my body being lifted out I was placed inside a car, Thunderblast still clinging to my neck. I heard sirens. I knew I was moving, to where I was going I had no clue. We stopped moving and I was carried again and then placed on a soft bed. I was rolled there was a lot of shouting. In a flurry of confusing I only remembered few things like the IV and x-ray. But I found my self waking up in a hospital room.

I wasn't alone though; asleep on the chair was Henry. I'd never seen him sleep before; his usually ragged face was finally peaceful. He looked so innocent and carefree. I looked at my arm which was covered in contusions. I was black and blue from my fingertips to the sleeve of my night gown but I felt the ache of a bruise all over my body. I had an IV still in place on my arm, I looked at my side where I felt a few degrees cooler and saw that Thunderblast was sitting by my side. She was staring at my IV monitor, and I knew she could understand it. I stared to get bored when the door opened. A kindly looking doctor walked in. Henry woke with a start and was so ecstatic that I was awake he nearly hugged me but decided better on it. The doctor smiled and started looking at my vitals and such. When he was done he turned and said.

"Well you seem much better. You've been out for at least two days. You also are healing at a rate I've never seen before. It's quite interesting. You where crushed under most of a building but you seem to only have gotten bruises. Your skull should have crushed but you actually pulled your self out. Your bones are another story all together. When we found out how the found you the least we where expecting where shattered legs but they where nearly perfect. The only problem with them was that they showed up much darker then anything we've seen. Like they where made of metal. Tell me have you ever had replacement bones?"

"No, none at all I've never had any broken bones."

"Hum well we couldn't ask you but though your emergency contact we got the ok and tried to take some marrow samples out but we couldn't enter the bone. It was too hard for our tools. And your skin is nearly as durable. Do you have any idea on why this could be so?"

"Again, no I don't. I feel fine, fit as a fiddle."

"Okay then, this was the last step on your visit we'll probably keep you here one more night to make sure you don't have and lasting damage to your brain."

"Thank you doctor." Henry said. He looked relived.

The doctor left and the door shut and Henry turned to me.

"You've seen better days."

"Shut up I've been crushed under a building."

"No excuse I expect you to be perfect."

"Sucks for you huh?"

"Sucks for me? You have no idea what you're talking about. I've been sitting here for two days not knowing if you would wake up! I didn't want to sleep incase you woke up for five minutes. I was terrified. I'm in to deep now I can't lose you."

He reached out from his chair and grabbed my hand. He held if casually, trying not to scare me. I stared at him. He stared back. He held tighter, and brought it up to his chest.

"Let me in. I care for you more then anyone ever could. Please."

I took my hand back and placed it on my lap.

"I can't."

He looked angry. He was leaning forward before and now he pushed back into his chair. He rested his arm on the chair and placed his head in his hand. I couldn't see his eyes anymore. His once peaceful smile was now set in a hard line.

"I want to be here for you. To be ok with not knowing anything, but I can't take not knowing what is so wrong with being with someone."

"I can't tell you."

"Fine, I'll see you around."

He got up and left carefully shutting the door. I wanted to cry. Hot tears sprang up in my eyes and started to run down my face. I couldn't tell him, not now.

Thunderblast turned around and grabbed my hand. She didn't know the word for what she saw and was asking.

"I don't know either."

"That thing put up a fight when we tried to move it. I've never seen anything like it before. I have your new IV pack by the way."

A nurse had walked in, she was nice we chatted for a while and then she left.

Thunderblast moved to my lap and leaned against my chest.

"We'll figure this out. Everything has and explanation."

I started to feel sleepy again and dozed off into troubled dreams.