Author's Note: Here's chapter four! Thank you to those who reviewed I greatly appreciated it:)
I wanted to keep things in this chapter moving for the most part. Plot twists are coming (and don't worry the plot will also be forming) and I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. I only own Hayden and the mentally unstable Elizabeth.
"Ok, so I was thinking you could like stop by my house or something so I could get my stuff if that's alright?" Who knows what I will need for this trip though… How is one even supposed to simply guess?
"Oh yeah I forgot squishies need supplies for… whatever squishies do"
I tell Jazz my address and he proceeds to make his way there.
The rain hits the windshield and it becomes hard to see outside, not that I could look out the windshield very well anyways on the account that I am reclined all the way back oh and I can't scratch this freaking itch on my nose because my hands are tied down. Anyways…
"So what do giant alien robots eat?" I ask. I do hope it's not human flesh.
"Energon," He replies. I furrow my brows, confused.
"Is that a chemical found in humans?"
"Uh- no. Why do ya ask?"
"Oh just wondering…" Reliefs flows through me at his answer. At least he might not eat me.
"Hold up- ya weren't thinkin' I was gonna eat ya right?" How did he know.
"What? No-"
"Honestly squishy yer a terrible liar. There's no way in pit I'd wanna eat ya. At least, not in that way," His tone takes a low and flirtatious turn and I can't help but let out a little squeak at his words. This robot is a player.
Jazz chuckles and I feel the seat vibrate under me again.
"Yer too much fun, femme."
We arrive at my house and I strain my neck to look out the window and notice Hayden's car parked out front. Yes! She's alive! Thank goodness.
"Just park alongside the road and I'll be out in 20 minutes if that's alright."
"Yup," He unbuckles me, raises the seat, and opens the door for me to get out. Such a gentlebot.
I limp to the front door (my feet still hurt like a bitch) getting soaking wet in the process and enter the passcode.
As I enter the house I say, "Hayden I'm home-" But I'm cut off by a tight bear hug.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!" She exclaims as she squeezes the life out of me.
"I fine, really I am-"
"I SAW A HOLE IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR BUILDING AND YOU SAY YOU'RE FINE? LIZZY, TWO GIANT ROBOTS CAME CRASHING THROUGH YOUR BUILDING-"
"Hayden calm down you're blowing out my eardrums." She mutters something and lets me go. I motion her to walk with me to my bedroom as she continues her rant.
"- and then this giant black and grey robot just does this somersault over me and dodges these missiles in the process, and the whole time I just scream and watch like some imbecile." She plops down on my chair and huffs her messy brown hair out of her face.
"That's rough, Hayden," I say with a chuckle. If only she knew…
"How'd you get your car? And why are you packing?" She inquires. Do I tell her about Jazz or do I lie to my best friend? It's not like she doesn't already know of their existence.
"I'm being kidnapped by one of the giant alien robots and I need to get my stuff." I deadpan. The look on her face was freaking priceless.
"What the holy hell. You need to escape. YOU GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE LIZ-"
"Woah woah woah calm down, lets think about this. How the hell do I escape? I can't just walk out the backdoor, he'll find out. And if you hadn't noticed, they can turn into cars. And not just any cars, high speed run you the fuck down cars. I'm in over my head Hayden and there's no turning back." I zip up my NIKE backpack and heave it over my shoulder.
"Yes there is. We can get in my car and drive away, easy. We can drive to the mall where it's populated and he won't be able to catch us without revealing what he is and by then I'm sure the cops will be there to protect us!"
I shake my head and turn to walk to the front door but Hayden stops me in the process.
"You might not come back which is really scary. Where is he even taking you? Why is he making you go with him?"
"Look Hayden… I don't know. All I know is that I'd rather not have an alien robot trying to hunt me down. Plus there's more of them and I honestly don't know what they're capable of right now. This is a lot for me to process… but I gotta go, and you have to promise me something." I make a point to look in her eyes and rest my hands on her shoulders to make sure she understands the gravity of the situation.
"Don't get involved, and don't tell anyone. You hear?"
"I can't let you get kidnapped by a fraggi-" Hayden hesitates for a moment before continuing, " freaking robot, Liz! This is stupid. Lets just call the cops and we can turn him in or something."
Fragging? What kind of cuss word is that...
"You know that's not gonna work. I have to go, he's waiting for me. Promise me you'll stay out of it Hayden." I've never been this stern with her before and it's making me a little afraid myself.
Hayden nods her head and sighs, "How will I know you're not dead?"
"... You won't."
With that I head out the door and limp to the Porsche parked outside. As I approach the car the door opens to the trunk and I set my things down inside. Before I get in the front passenger seat I steal a glance at my house and notice Hayden peaking out the front window. She waves to me and I wave back, a feeling of dread settling in my stomach.
I don't know what's going to happen to me… To be frank I'm not particularly excited to find out.
To think that this morning all that I was worried about was getting those damn papers from my assistant.
I plop into the car and we drive off. After an hour of just listening to the rain patter against the roof and windows of the car Jazz breaks the silence.
"Lil girlie are you alright? Ya seem quite."
"I'm just mulling over all of this." I practically whisper. Truth be told, I'm scared. I'm scared of not coming back and not being able to see the ones that I love again… Tears start to form in my eyes and I wipe them away before they get the chance to fall down my face. You're going to get through this Elizabeth. You're going to find out what he wants from you, and then you'll find out a way to escape.
"Hey squish who was that girl- wait why are ya leaking?! Do ya need medical assistance?!" The car starts to swerve a little and I grab the steering wheel to keep us from driving into the side of the road.
"Primus femme I had it under control! No need to bot-handle me like that" He finishes with a laugh. My hands shoot off the wheel so fast I hit myself in the face with them.
"Ow…" I whine. I hear the car snigger and I glance at the stereo in agitation.
"Look Jazz, I wanna know why you are kidnapping me this instant."
"Confidential," he says with a smug tone. Is this robot teasing me? Oh hell no.
Now, I know I'm in no position whatsoever to blackmail a two ton alien robot who can drop kick me to tim buck two, but what else am I supposed to do? Go along like some helpless damsel in distress? The day I answer yes to that question is the day I'm handing a shotgun to Hayden and telling her I made out with one of these robots.
"If you don't tell me right now I'm… I'm running away and you'll never be able to find me."
Laughter erupts from the radio and yet again I feel the seat vibrate in correlation with the laughter.
"What makes ya think ya can out run me girlie?" The seatbelt tightens and I gulp in fear.
"I um… I can call the police and they'll help me!"
"With what phone?" The smugness of his tone indicates to me that he thinks I am in no way able to escape, no matter how hard I try. We'll see about that.
I huff and cross my arms over the seat belt. Time to hatch up a plan… if I could just get out of the car and run to the nearest store or something where there's a phone, he'll have to leave me alone.
A couple hours rolls by and my bladder feels like it's going to implode. Great.
"Hey Jazz?"
"Yeah"
"I need to uh… Urinate"
"No" was his curt reply. I frown and start tapping my fingers on the edge of the window.
"Hey femme that's a bit annoying-"
"I need to pee."
"You can pee when we get there."
"No, I need to pee right now or I'm getting my disgusting bodily squishy fluids all over your interior." I say matter-of-factly.
Jazz is silent for a while before he speaks up.
"There's a gas station ten miles from 'ere can ya hold it in until then?"
I smile (evilly) and nod. Too bad if I escape I won't be able to get my belongings in the trunk back… Oh well. No sacrifice, no victory.
Lightning paints the sky and thunder rumbles in the distance.
I must admit I'm ok with lightning but thunder is just plain terrifying. I don't normally like to outwardly show fear, so I keep it to myself until we reach the gas station.
"Make it quick," He says as I exit the car. I speed walk across the pavement, probably looking like an idiot but I don't want to run because that'll look conspicuous. Why do I care if I look conspicuous? I don't know why, I'm weird like that.
I enter the run down city gas station and go to the bathroom. When I am finished (I'll save you the details) I walk to the front desk about to ask for a phone before I look out the window and notice a cop car residing next to the sidewalk on the opposite side of the building of the Porsche. Awesome, I don't have to call a cop!
I briskly walk towards the other exit, glancing behind me in the process to make sure the car wasn't in sight.
I walk up to the driver's side of the mustang and motion him to roll his window down.
He does so accordingly and I have to pause for a second to appreciate how handsome the police officer is. Dang. He looked like a slightly more rugged Ian Somerhalder. You know, that dude from The Vampire Diaries.
"Excuse me officer, the man in the silver Pontiac Solstice is trying to kidnap me and I need your help." My voice sounds urgent and I start to shiver from the cold rain hitting seeping through my shirt.
The officer looks over at the Solstice and nods.
"Get in the back. I'll call reinforcements and escort you to the station."
I nod frantically and open the door to the back seat to get in but before I do my eyes wander to the writing on the side of the mustang. To punish and enslave... That's odd… I shut the door behind me and the warmth of the vehicle envelops me as I relax against the leather material.
I was waiting for the officer to ask me a few questions about the robot but he didn't… and now that I notice it the Solstice seemed to be facing us and a is lot closer than he originally was. What… what's going on…
A feeling of dread seems to fill the pit of my stomach. There's something wrong. Why isn't he talking to me... Why isn't he moving at all…
I need to get out.
Now.
I grab the handle of the door to escape but it's locked. My eyes shoot towards the driver and I realize that I am in trouble yet again. Why me? What did I do to deserve this?
"Excuse me sir but I left my things in the gas station." My voice quivers from the fear racking my body. I might yet escape this.
The response I get was the seat belt encompassing my body tightly; enough that I felt one of my ribs crack against the immense pressure. I let out a sharp cry of pain and gasp for breath, for the leather restricted any movement whatsoever.
Tears formed in my eyes as I gasp for breath, and my vision became dotted with blurry black spots. The pain was excruciating. Another words; this hurt like hell.
The car gives the seat belt some slack after what seemed like the most agonizing couple seconds of my life.
"Fucking shit!" I say as I wheeze.
"Quite, femme."
Femme? Where the hell did I hear that word from? Oh god. Oh god don't tell me this is another fucking alien robot.
"What kind of asshat cop are you-" The seatbelt tightens around my broken rib again and I whimper in response.
"Slaggit, femme. I told you to be quite."
Thunder erupts in the distance and I shiver involuntarily.
A few moments pass by and I glance at the Solstice in front of us. It's headlights are on and it's inched closer to us.
Suddenly the Solstice lurches forward with an incredible amount of speed, and the car I'm in reels backward and high tails it the other direction.
"Shit!" I scream as I'm being thrown around in the back seat, the seat belt definitely not doing a proper job.
What the hell is going on? Why is Jazz chasing us? How the frick did I end up in a high speed car chase with a broken rib? Is someone gonna answer my questions?
Why do I seem oddly calm considering all the chaos that's been happening.
It's almost completely dark outside and I can see the lightning more vividly than before. Trees start to surround us as we speed away from the Solstice and I get a dreaded feeling that this is going to end badly.
We head farther into the forest and with each passing second the sounds of the thunder become louder and more frightening than before. An eery mood settles like a fog descending upon a town.
My breathing becomes more shaky and tears form in my eyes. I'm so shaken I can almost feel my rapid heartbeat in my ears.
I glimpse behind us and to my shock, the Solstice is nowhere to be seen.
I'm all alone now.
"How did it all come to this…" I whisper to myself. A long overdue sense of shock seeps into my consciousness and I struggle not to faint from breathing too fast.
Suddenly a bright light erupts in front of us, and it's not lightning.
We swerve off the side of the road due to the Solstice appearing in front of us. Weeds and bushes wack against the front of the mustang as we bump through the underbrush.
If my arms weren't strapped down along with the rest of my upper body I would be clawing at the inside of the car. Seeing as that's not an option, I opt to kick the bottom of the seat in front of me repeatedly and hard.
The car rumbles and I hear a growl emerge from the radio. That's all the convincing I need to stop. Geez… scary much?
We come into a clearing and my breath hitches when I see the Solstice follow not long after.
To my utter surprise I'm violently thrown out of the car onto the wet long grass of the meadow. I clutch my side and moan at the excruciating pain exploding from my ribcage. Golly it hurts…
I hear loud whizzing and whirring noises. I look around and notice a large figure in front of me, but it's hard to see considering it's almost pitch black outside.
Then I see the Solstice get… taller? But how does a car get taller- WAIT A SECOND IT TRANSFORMED I forgot it could do that.
A series of clicks and odd sounds relay between the giant figures and my brain feels like it's going to implode at the weirdness of this all.
A few moments later the giant black figure in front of me makes a loud battle cry and surges toward Jazz. The ground shakes with its steps and my eyes grow wide trying to get accustomed to the darkness. I can't see a damn thing goshdarnit.
I hear the sounds of metal clashing against metal, along with the heavy footsteps of what I assume are both giant robots. Okay so this is all new to me, what the hell is the appropriate response in this situation… oh right. To run like hell the other way.
I shakily lift myself up while whimpering at the severe discomfort of my protesting ribs. This isn't going to be easy.
The duel sounds like it's getting closer because thunder and their footsteps start to begin to be hard to differentiate.
"Run Lizzy!" I hear Jazz yell as he shoots the other robot. The light from his blasts light up his face every so often and I can see the panic in his expression.
Alright I guess that's my cue.
I sprint like I'm being chased by a herd of spiders in the opposite direction of the fight. Hopefully the trees will give me cover and I can hide.
My running is a lot slower but the constant thunder and clashing of metal motivate me to run with a little more gusto. Giant robots duking it out will do that to ya.
As I enter the safe and dry canopy of the trees, I have to literally stare like heck at the ground trying to make sure I don't trip on a rock or something. That concern is soon forgotten because I realize I don't have time for that and I could literally be crushed by a giant foot if I don't keep moving.
I stick my hands out to keep the brush from whacking my face and at one point I trip over a log and fall on my face like a clumsy idiot.
Today is not my day.
I lay there for a moment, debating on whether or not I should get up and face life. It obviously doesn't like me so why should I deal with it.
I spit out some leaves and shift into a sitting position. My life has gone down the crapper and I'm cold and wet and angry and I have no clue if I'm going to survive whatever this is.
The distant sounds of metal against metal stop.
I go completely still and unbridled terror fills my mind. There's only one reason why the sounds would cease…
But who won?
Author's Note: Dun Dun Duuuuuuuuuh! Who do you think won?
