J: As promised here is today's little chapter portion, after this one I think the chapters will be longer. Can't say entirely for sure because I never divided this thing into chapters properly xD My review count hasn't increased all too much but that's fine with me, I'm getting a decent number of favs and alerts to make me happy.
Mina's version look for LynxbyLynx: Transfan Mania: Rewrite
Alex's version is in my story collection look for: Bridge to Nowhere
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DISCLAIMER: TRANSFORMERS IS OWN BY HASBRO.
'THUD' "Oowww." Jenna woke up from her restless sleep the second she rolled out of her bed and hit the floor. She'd been tossing and turning for the better part of the night ever since she'd gone back to bed after talking to Mina. Looking at her skull and cross bones watch she groaned to see it was 6:30 in the morning.
Up on her feet she gave her bed a forlorn glance, her boyfriend had left the previous day to spend some time with his family since he wouldn't be able to be home for Mother's Day or his father's birthday. She was going to be in their large bachelor's apartment by herself for the better part of three days. Slowly she dragged her feet over to the couch and her laptop, her mind was hazier than normal when waking up and something was making her skin itch all over. Having just left it in sleep mode she entered her password and was instantly back online.
Jenna checked the online contacts and immediately felt something wrong in her mind. It was a weekday, Mina was still in classes and was a horrible sleeper, all these things should equal her being online already. But she wasn't. A quick check of her messages on face book told her that Alex was still in a bad spot, his end of the bond was still numb. Fighting through the haze she felt through to Mina, her heart beat skipped a couple beats feeling that Mina wasn't numb but almost void. There was a lingering sense of pain that Jenna was sure tied back to her skin itching. Fighting to keep her mind from producing multiple horrible situations to explain these negative sensations Jenna breathed slowly and calmly told herself," Mina could just be sleeping still after waking up earlier…And Alex might be having network problems again…Or Alex lost his temper with a friend and got knocked out by a lucky punch and Mina didn't keep her promise and did do something stupid…Ooooh, this sucks!" Pulling her knees to her chest to put her face against them Jenna debated on what to do.
Thunder abruptly erupted outside causing Jenna to jump with a yelp. Glaring at one of the sky lights in her roof Jenna grumbled," What? I already know something bad is happening! How about actually telling me what's going on?…Great, now I'm yelling at Primus." In answer to her yells another growl of thunder filled the silence while lightning illuminated her empty living space. Sighing Jenna went with her best option and opened a new email message that would send to both of her spark siblings. The message practically begged to know what was going on and demanding if they were okay. If it was all one big elaborate joke she was going to be very unimpressed.
The hours went by with her whittling them away with reading, writing and movies. The storm never died down or continue to travel on, it remained in place and she grew to drown it out without questioning why it was still there by 2pm. Face down on her bed feeling nauseas from worry she wasn't too pleased to receive an email from Tony kindly reminding her to do the laundry. "Uugh. I have nothing better to do so I might as well. The power just better not go out." Jenna went through the motions of getting the laundry started and let her mind travel back to her bonds. They'd been a strange novelty when it first started with Alex, but after a few months she came to accept it as a gift and was startled when Mina had reached out to form one with her as well, she didn't turn it away and eagerly did her best to solidify it. It came to be normal to feel the odd pain, the strange emotional burst here and there, and it was always amusing to pick up on what one of them was thinking.
Coming out of her musings she found she'd put on her shoes instead of her slippers, as well as her black leather jacket. She thought about taking the things off but decided against it for a reason she couldn't explain. Next came the hard part. Going down to the basement where it was creepier than the Pit but the only place the landlord could put the washer and dryer. Carrying a basket full of clothes down four flights of steps was tricky not scary, her friends at college never seemed to grasp that part of her complaint.
The further down the stairs she went the more anxious and uneasy she felt. Thunder crashed just as she reached the last step down and reached for the door knob, she looked back over her shoulder to the inviting stairs that would take her back up to warmth and comfort. The thought of a grumpy Tony dissuaded her enough to turn the knob and push open the door. Much to her relief the little light bulb above the washer was on, much to her dismay and growing paranoia the door in the basement was open, allowing the rain to come in carried by the strong winds.
Moving quick she put the basket by the washer and closed the door, it likely wouldn't stay properly closed for long since the mechanisms were broken and the landlord was a cheap bastard that wouldn't get it fixed. The little light bulb flickered, something creaked behind her. Praying to Primus a bum hadn't snuck in through the door she turned around, the space she could see was empty of life. But that was just the space being illuminated by the light bulb, there was darkness further on that reached into the other room where the furnace and some random things were stored. She heard the creak again, it reminded her of an old coil being bent. Her paranoia was rising, something nagged in her senses that there was something waiting in that darkness. 'I want to know but I don't. I really wish I could get some comfort from my siblings right now.' On the verge of tears her fear was getting so intense she nearlyscreamed when the door she'd just closed opened from a very strong wind. She actually did scream when lightning flashed and let her see that which was watching her.
Her silent observer was feline in shape, it's lone eye…optic, had switched to a non reflective shade of green. Revealed it changed back to red as it stalked forward. Violently shaking Jenna moved her head back and forth in denial, "You - you're not real! Ravage isn't real!"
"Then what am I? Chopped cables?" A second figure leapt out of the shadows and landed next to the metal Decepticon feline. It's eyes were red as well, the voice had been male. He had a perfect half sphere helmet for the top of its head, for arms were two massive guns. He stood just at Jenna's height allowing him to glare right into her frightened eyes.
She was backing up towards the open the door, the storm the least of her worries. "I - I refuse to believe this. I'm going insane, I've had a mental break down. I'm not in one of my fan fictions."
"Yea sure, keep telling yourself that chika. Just keep you and your broken squishy brain still so we can bag you like the other two." The little Decepticon raised his massive cannon arms, there came a humming as they began to charge.
"Other two? It was you…You did something to Alex and Mina didn't you? You little metal bastard! What do you want with them?" She paused in her retreat, her protective nature to those she loved giving her enough bravado to strengthen her voice and even insult the Con.
He laughed, Ravage moved more to the side to try and get to the door to block her only escape route. She was already just in the doorway, her back getting pelted with the vicious rain and wind. The Con she couldn't put a designation to waved his arms around," Like Pit if I know squishy. Orders are orders. Grab these three squishies or get disassembled by Screamer's blaster. Now hold still." She did the exact opposite and took off running out the door, up the short flight of stairs and out into the downpour. Ravage let the little Con get on it's back before taking up the hunt.
Her mind was racing in panic as she ran down the streets trying to see through the rain. It still the afternoon but for some Primus forsaken reason there wasn't a person or car in sight. On a regular basis Jenna couldn't run worth slag, lack of stamina made sure of that. With adrenaline pulsing through her body she was covering a lot of distance in hopes of finding just one person to help her. 'Clunk, clunk, clunk' came the sound Ravage's metal claws running on the sidewalk right behind her. Still no people to be seen, and by some sick twist of luck the 7/11 that was suppose to be open 24/7 was actually closed. 'Primus if you want to help me anytime would be great!' Tears streaming down her face were hidden by the rain. Her fear for her siblings had complete justification at last, if only the knowledge of what had caused their silence wasn't such a terrible nightmare. Thunder that sounded like laughter boomed over head. 'That is NOT a good sign!' She turned down another road that like the others was completely bare of life.
Something other than ran began to the ground around her, risking a glance back she found that the little Con riding on Ravage was shooting tranquilizer darts that were able to stick in the cement. At exactly the wrong time she snagged the tip of her shoe on an upraised slab of sidewalk. Her fall was a rough landing that ended with scrapped palms and sore knees. As well as the distance being completely closed between her and the hunters. " Well look at that, Primus does have a sense of humour after all. Nighty night squishy." A shot rang out and Jenna felt something piece her back through her leather jacket. It stung terribly and the effect was immediate. Her only thought being, ' Maybe I can finally meet them.'
J: Just to repeat myself from last chapter, I will not reveal the true name behind the long list of acroynms until I have ten reviews for this story :3
