Chapter "4"

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ON with Chapter 4!

Minx haven't idea how long Demon ran. Only that it was a long time and that it took us far away from the Autobots. The only way Minx could tell big amounts of time were passing was Demon's need to stop. Even though he was genetically engineered by S-7 he still had an instinctual need for sleep, food, and shelter.

Because they had lessened the need for the three things within the living cells Demon only had to stop once a day. When he finally stopped, deeming the area safe enough for his self appointed charge.

Minx knew nothing of the area. All she knew was there were bunches of tall buildings. Flat roofs and pointed alike. Plenty of places to climb up, places out the rain and area of pure forest in the parks. Wherever the pair had ended up, noone knew them. If they had, cops would have stopped them as they walked along side eachother, moving down the city sidewalks.

Neither Minx nor Mina had a past here. No rep, no identity. That however was soon to be remedied. Even if the people with homes didn't know her street name, anyone in Minx's business would.

Minx turned to Demon, "I bet one of these roofs will give us the best view of the city. Shall we go take a look?" Demon nodded as he turned toward the dark alley across the street. Things would be different after her time with the Autobots. That would change nothing. However, the fact she knew them most likely meant they would hunt her down. Now she was in a life or death situation, Minx would forever be on the run.

(Two weeks later)

"Get back here, you brat! I'm calling in for back up, in less then thirty seconds you will be surrounded! Get off the damn dog! Give up!" The cop was pissed. Scratch that. The cop behind us was beyond pissed.

He hadn't realized who Minx was, nor was he mad until he noticed the missing steering wheel and column from his car. Then he was furious. At that point he still thought he could catch the two. Then he noticed the girl was riding a dog. A dog with four very strong legs. He had two. He wasn't going to catch them.

Minx snickered, cops could be so funny under pressure, as soon as police cars popped into view Minx leaned down to Demon's ear, "Alright, Demon, ya think ya got some speed left in ya." Minx got a happy affirming bark as Demon laid on the speed, dodging the cars he could and using the momentum and speed he had to jump over and on the ones he couldn't. As they passed Minx caught sight of two officers, they weren't shooting, and they looked familiar. They were the only two not shooting, Minx noticed.

She was glad; Minx didn't need two more guns shooting with the fray. Still, she wondered, what caused the impromptu bout of protection and mercy? Surely as stern as one of them looked they would be following the orders of fire at will, right?

Demon jumped over the cars the two were hiding behind and she nodded to them. They nodded back and it clicked. Minx looked down at the cars as Demon jumped past. One was a ford mustang. That gave them away; no cops in this town used this model. Barricade was here and if he was so was Prowl, and since neither of the two was shooting, Minx was running with the assumption that the officer standing next to the stern looking man was Prowl.

Damn. Just what Minx needed, in her new town. As Demon landed he skidded over the pavement. At that moment, Minx tore her attention away from the fake officers to look from the cars to her hurting best friend. With every step he was yelping his pain. He rushed the corner and barely stopped without skidding a second time as he jumped to the landing on the stairway.

Minx winced in sympathy as Demon landed heavily one landing and a staircase from the roof. That had to hurt. In a record two minutes later Demon and Minx were on the roof and the silver haired girl was pulling medical supplies out of her cargo capris and climbing off.

Minx glared at Demon as she wrapped her shoulder and calf. She hadn't even noticed the bullet graze her skin. It must've happened when Demon jumped over the Autobot police cars. Currently Minx had too much adrenaline in her system to feel them much. She would, however, feel them in the morning. If they lived that long. Minx grumbled at the stubborn dog as she wrapped his paws in pristine, white bandages.

Minx finished just as she heard footsteps pounding upward. Adrenaline poured into her system as both Demon and Minx stood. Demon stood, stance protective and growls rumbling through his chest.

Minx snapped out his name and the massive dog turned to look at her, "Let's pick and choose our battles. I want to live to see sunrise. We have the crystals; they have guns. Let's get out of here. "

Minx could practically hear the ticking of a clock as Demon decided. His eyes flickering between his two options, the officers or Minx. Freedom or Capture. Freedom and Minx won out as he finally turned and pulled Minx closer to the edge before backing up. The girl smiled slightly, more of a smirk then a smile as demon took the leap across the alleyway seven stories down.

Just as Minx backed up, she heard several police officers burst onto the roof, all yelling freeze or hold it. Minx ran forward, practice and muscles acting almost on autopilot as she looked back to see four officers and the two Autobots trying to stop her. She landed easily and looked back again, Prowl looked stunned. Any second and he would start to glitch. Barricade grinned at me, proud look crossing his stern human holoform features as he watched the girl run off.

The pair kept up jumping from roof to roof in the much the same manner as the cops had witnessed. A few blocks later and they stopped, adrenaline finally draining from their systems as they got out of the range of the cops and the wails of their car sirens.

"We agree then, never again will we steal from rich people have the police on speed dial and a personal police force!" Minx got a snort of agreement as they sat down on the roof. Demon seemed happy to get off his paws and even let the twelve year old check them, checking for tears in the bandages. The rooftops, while the safest way to travel in the city were not the cleanest places.

The two got lucky and none of Demon's four heavily bandages paws had any tears in them. They were, however, stained black with his blood and the grim from the rooftops. Minx carefully peeled the soiled bandages from the dogs paws. She considered it lucky it wasn't raining like it usually was as she carefully cleaned his paws as best she could, then put new bandages on. After Minx finished, she ren deft fingers over her shoulder and then her calf.

Forget in the morning, those wounds were hurting now! Minx's luck held, though, and all the bandages were still white. She wouldn't bleed out tonight. Happy with her own observation Minx curled up with the warm mass that was Demon. She had a job to do, a best friends and herself to feed. No time or thoughts would be wasted with the Autobots.

(*_*)

Minx rolled her eyes as Demon exaggerated his limp. He was fine, she had checked that morning when she fixed her own bandages. He'd healed almost complately over night, lucky S-7 DNA. Besides a few barks of emotions and laughter and words from Minx, she and Demon were silent in the alleyway. After thrity minutes of looking they finally found the door they were looking for: The wife of the Mayor's backdoor.

She was only here because this neighborhood was "safer". Yeah, right. Minx knocked-banged-on the door. She changed her expression from open and happy, to closed, and haughty. Minx had to act for this woman. If the Silver Minx had emotion, or showed it, her hard earned Rep would be gone. People were always trying to kill the girl, whether it was stray bullets from cops or the hired killer of some drug lord or such.

Minx flipped her black dyed silver hair over her shoulder as the woman opened the door, letting light spill into the still dark morning. Her deep-sea blue eyes held a greedy light, as she searched Minx's small form for the crystals she'd been hired to steal.

Do you have the jewels, Minx?" The woman asked, sneer firmly in place.

Minx, however, could barely understand her accent and the sneer. To Minx, it wasn't even intimidating! Even Ratchet- Demon could sneer better and he was a dog!

"Depends, ya got my money, Lady?" Demon growled behind Minx, backing up her annoyance. Neither wanted to up this early, the sun wasn't even up for Primus' sake!

"Of course I do." The lady sniffed and looked down her nose at Minx insulted, "Where are my crystals? They're very delicate, you know."

Minx grinned, "I know. They're in my back pocket."

The silver haired girl was hoping for more of a rise then just the strangled sound that came out of the woman's throat. This was no fun. The transaction of money and crystals went smoothly and Minx never even got a rise out of her. She even slammed the door in Minx's face as soon as we both had our rewards. How rude.

Minx said as much to Demon as they jumped roofs. Well, Demon jumped roofs; Minx rode on his back.

"Hey, Demon, what color should I get for the next job? Red or Blonde? Or do you think I should return to black?" Minx never got an answer, just a bark of amusement.

(A month later)

Scarlett rolled her eyes; Sparky was such an actor. All the girls in the dog park were crowded around him. Most were cooing at the red bow tie she had convinced him to wear, that and his big size made a comical look. Apparently Scarlett's ideas of comical and civilian ideas of cuteness were one and the same. Then again, Scarlett thought cleaning her knives was fun...

Scarlett ran a hand through her hair. It was longer then it had been in the month it had taken her to find her target. Apparently he and his girlfriend, Mikeala or something, came here often. Now, why it took the girl and her dog a month to find that? She had other jobs and people were tip lipped when they saw her these days.

On that point, Scarlett may have to move again soon. People were getting suspicious. Besides, she needed to find someplace to get some school stuff done. As big a pain that stuff was she missed the routine and the fact that she could learn more, the more Minx knew the easier to outsmart someone.

Scarlett jumped when someone tapped her on the shoulder. Before she turned Scarlett plastered the biggest, happiest (fake) smile she could on her face. As though she found all the girls crowded around her dog funny.

She laughed as she turned, drawing Sparky's attention, and adding effect, "I swear, dude. If your girlfriend loves my Sparky..."

Their target laughed as he introduced himself.

"Nah, it's fine. Mikeala loves big dogs. I'm Sam. Sam Witwicky."

Scarlett nodded and turned back to Sparky and nodded, a feeling of dread settling into her stomach.

She'd found they're target. She had to steal something called Wheels- a code she was sure- from Sam Witwicky's girlfriend, Mikeala Banes. Well, Damn.

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