Luna had kept quiet through the whole ordeal with the cops. Whenever the officers asked her something she just started stuttering on purpose, fearing that she would snap or let some very valuable information go. She was angry, scared, sad, but above all, confused. What she had seen was so confusing to her. It was simply mind boggling. Luckily the officers blamed her inability to speak on being scared to death by the dogs Sam told them about.
Luckily for the two siblings they got bailed out by their parents. Obviously they weren't too happy, asking a lot of questions, but again Luna did not answer them, leaving Sam in their line of fire instead. Their parents ordered them both to go upstairs and get some sleep and Luna was more than happy to oblige. There was nothing she needed more than time to think. And thinking she did. She thanked her ability to survive on seven hours of sleep every three days. It was inhuman, which is why she never told anybody.
Her mind was completely occupied by the car that she saw. Her thoughts were racing through her mind like never before. Her thoughts slowly frustrated her, for she couldn't figure out what it all meant. Her frustration increased, turning into annoyance and eventually turning into anger. This lasted all the way up until morning, where she was only taken out of her thinking session by Sam shuffling around. With a groan she got up. She brushed her teeth and went downstairs.
At the bottom of the stairs Mojo was barking at her. She looked at him menacingly. A look that said 'do not bother me'. When the dog kept barking she picked him up by the back of his neck, without actually hurting him. ''Shut up or I will eat you for breakfast'' she mumbled lowly. The dog could not understand her, but she had made it clear that she had made a threat. She placed the dog back on the ground and walked towards the kitchen. Hearing Mojo bark once more she yelled ''don't think I won't do it!''. This time it worked.
Sam looked at her as he was preparing his cereal. ''someone isn't a morning person'' he said with a chuckle. Luna sighed and leaned on the counter, waiting for him to finish preparing. She was swallowed by her own thoughts when she was awoken by something falling and liquid spilling. ''What the hell Sam! I have to clean that up!'' she exclaimed, seeing the spilled milk. Sam was staring out the window. ''It's back...'' He mumbled.
Luna's eyes widened, only guessing what he was talking about. She joined his side, to look out the window herself and sure enough, the object of their fear stood outside, roaring impatiently as it drove over the grass.
Sam started hyperventilating. ''I gotta get out of here'' he mumbled a second before he took off through the door. ''Sam wait!'' she yelled after him. But in his panic induced run the boy could not hear her. ''I don't think it wants to hurt you!'' she yelled, but already knowing that it was futile. With a growl the woman rushed upstairs and grabbed her backpack, just in case.
Running into the garage she grabbed her faithful motorcycle that was waiting for her. It started up even before she reached it. She jumped on it and both the engines and wheels roared to life as she sped out onto the streets.
Due to her speed she easily caught up to him. She clicked her tongue in annoyance, noticing that the car was keeping pace with him. She sped up to try and catch up with him, but Sam already turned into an abandoned parking lot. She was about to follow him when the yellow Camaro suddenly swirled, cutting off her path. She had to pull the breaks, almost making her flip over. ''What the hell is your problem!'' she yelled, momentarily forgetting what she really wanted to ask the... thing? Creature?
''Stay back'' a voice said through the radio. Instantly her heart wanted to obey him, but her body wanted to go after Sam. She had a feeling something was going to happen. Something bad. It caused a loud buzzing in her ears. Not knowing where else to look she simply looked at the radio, since that is where the voice was coming from. ''What...'' she swallowed, not knowing how to properly voice her question. ''What are you...?'' she asked. ''I will explain later'' a voice, a different one this time, came from the radio. ''When?!'' she asked, irritation obvious in her voice. She had waited years for answers and finally she thought she'd finally have her questions answered, but once more she had to wait.
Her eyes travelled to the steering wheel once again, the symbol resting in the middle. She swallowed again. ''The symbol. It's the same...'' she mumbled. The radio buzzed, but no voices were heard this time.
She opened her mouth to ask another question, but her snapped towards the parking lot. A scream. Sam's scream...
Alarmed, Luna revved her motorcycle again, but again the car stopped her. It jolted, trying to block her path. ''It's dangerous'' it said. Luna frowned deeply. ''I don't care. I have to help my brother! Something's there!'' she said urgently. She jumped off the motorcycle and jumped over the hood, not caring for her own safety. What she saw made her stop in her tracks. A giant robot was looming over her brother threateningly, screaming about something. She swallowed. This was definitely not what she was hoping for.
''Hey garbage face!'' she tried to provoke it. The giant humanoid turned its gaze towards her, its bright red eyes looking at her with hatred. She swallowed again, but stood her ground. ''How about you pick on someone your own size''. She grabbed a rock that she saw on the ground and chucked it blindly at the thing, hitting it on the head with a resounding 'clang'. This made the robot growl. It left Sam laying on the car, turning to the female instead. It walked towards her menacingly. ''You just made a big mistake'' it growled lowly. Its voice send cold shivers up her spine. It was so unnatural.
Luna looked at her brother who was staring at her perplexed. ''Sam, you fool! Just RUN!'' she yelled at him. Finally getting the jest Sam jumped off the destroyed car and ran for the entrance in a hurry. The robot turned around to chase after the boy when another much heavier object collided with its face. The motorcycle roared as it landed on the ground beside the girl, who jumped on it right away. The robot growled again, wanting to maul the female like she deserved, but it had to remember its mission. He turned and ran after the other sibling.
Sam was running for his life, not even daring to look back. He knew that if he looked back into those bright red eyes again he would be frozen, no longer able to run away from the nightmare that wanted him dead. To his horror he saw that Mikaela, the girl from his class, approached him on her scooter. He could not let her get hurt. She had to get her out of here. Swinging his arm around the girl's torso he successfully stopped her from going any further, but he also made both of them fall to the floor. He looked back at the last place he saw the robot. He could no longer see him, but he could hear its screams and roars of anger. There was something wrong in there.
A roar followed by a crash was the last thing he heard before he saw the robot appear once again, But it looked different. A part of his lower jaw seemed to be missing and it was slightly sparking, as well as his elbow joint. But with the robot advancing on them once more he did not have much time to think about the change. Sam gasped when he realized he could no longer see his sister. As if she completely disappeared.
Sam scrambled to get up, caught up between the decision of running away with Mikaela or running past the robot to try and find his sister. But he did not have time to think. He was still in terror induced thinking while the robot was advancing quickly. But luckily for both of them, another saviour appeared. The yellow Camaro appeared and crashed into the robot's legs, making it fall over. It stopped beside the two humans and opened its doors. Seeing this as their only opportunity, Sam got in, coaxing Mikaela to go with him.
The Camaro quickly drove away and a chase happened. If he had seen this chase on the TV Sam would've probably cheered for them, but in this situation it was impossible for him to crack a smile. Several screams and exclaims of death later, the Camaro seemed to have gained some ground on the police car and tried to hide near an unknown factory warehouse. Unlike Mikaela Sam didn't even try to get out. ''What if she's dead...'' he mumbled to himself. Mikaela turned to him, not knowing who he was talking about. ''What if my sister... died back there...'' he mumbled, his eyes widening with fear. ''I wouldn't be able to forgive myself...'' he said, tears appearing in the corners of his eyes.
The radio buzzed again. ''She's fine''. At these words the boy let out a sigh of relief. He wasn't sure why he would trust the word of this car, but somehow in the back of his mind, he knew he was right. But he was still worried. He knew his sister was tough. Her eyes told many stories. But it would be hard for her to survive against a gigantic robot like the police car.
Both Sam and Mikaela knew that they could not stay there, and as if the car was thinking the same, it revved its engine and it was soon off, barely dodging the cop car. Sam was surprised to find himself swung out of the car when it swerved around. He rolled on the floor but stood up in a flash, helping Mikaela up as well. They all looked on in surprise and horror as they saw the yellow Camaro shift and reshape into a robot himself. Sam couldn't believe that all this time, his car was one of them, but then again he shouldn't be so surprised.
They looked on to see the two robots engaging in battle. This would be the perfect chance to run and find Luna. Sam was worried sick about her. He had to find her to ease his fears.
But they could not run, at least not in the direction they wanted. Apparently another, much smaller robot was rushing towards them in an extremely fast pace. It was yelling something in a foreign language and snapping its claws at them menacingly as it advanced. The boy yelled and ran in the opposite direction, dragging the girl with him. He did not know where he was running off to, he just wanted to get away from that thing. They were running towards a gate. Sam planned to climb it but he was soon stopped when he was grabbed by his ankles. He yelled when he felt a sharp pain in his foot as he tried to scramble away.
The next thing he heard were gunshots and a hand on his arm. '' Come on Sam. Get up''. He had trouble standing up, but when he did he was so relieved that tears sprung to his eyes. ''Luna...'' he mumbled. Said woman looked like she had been in a particularly bad fistfight. Her cheek was bruised up, her arm was bleeding and she was holding herself up as if she had hurt her leg as well. She was also holding a gun in her hand. ''What happened to you? Where did you get that gun'' ''It's nothing to worry about'' she brushed away his questions, favouring to turn around and look at the yellow robot. It seemed they had finished their fight, with the yellow robot as the victor.
Luna walked towards him, not at all afraid of what it could do to her. ''hi there'' she said casually. The yellow robot crouched down so he was at least a bit more eye level with her. His cheek plates lifted up as if he was smiling. ''Hiya''. The woman could not help but smile back brightly. She placed her hand on his gigantic arm that was in front of her, resting around his knee. As she did she could feel tingling where her hand touched him. She vaguely remembered the first time she touched him. ''Can you talk?'' Sam yelled at him, being farther away than her. It was Luna that answered for him. ''He talks through the radio'' Sam looked confused momentarily before continuing. ''what was that last night?''.
Again it was Luna. ''He called for his friends. From outer space...'' she said amazed. It was like she knew all about this creature. ''They're on their way''. ''So he's an alien" Mikaela asked. Luna nodded. ''More importantly why are you answering for him?'' Sam interrupted. ''I... I don't know'' Luna touched her forehead. ''It's like... It's complicated'' she mumbled. Sam was about to argue but Mikaela stopped him, seeing that the woman was having a hard time understanding herself. ''Let's just... let's just go'' The elder sibling suggested. The robot clapped its hands and pointed at her, transforming back into the car they all knew. It opened its doors, inviting them in. ''I'll just.. take my motor'' she hesitantly said as she walked towards it. She slowly got on, wincing when she sat down on the seat. Even the motorcycle seemed to be beat up. It was covered in dents and scratches and it looked like a piece of the cover was missing from the hind wheel. Nevertheless she got on it and started the engine, driving after the yellow Camaro.