Transformers: Edge of Humanity
Chapter 3: Intermission
It was strange how even in her own home on her own couch where she'd always felt welcome she could feel so unwanted. Like such a stranger. Kaleena supposed that the looming presence of the agents, dressed in crisp stereotypical black suits with white undershirt, and their seemingly hostile glare (Don't ask how she thought she knew she was glaring. It was just something about the glasses) helped. Still, you would think Kaleena would feel like she was the one having her home invaded. As was true. Nonetheless, Kaleena felt deep in her bones that she was a trespasser. She didn't like it one bit.
The voices, especially Mr. Beetle, bristled under the presence of the men. For the past few hours they'd been going back and forth and what to do about them. They talked about things that made her head spin. Government conspiracies, secret agencies, and how perhaps they could skew it as an infringement upon a foreign liaison. They used her father's name in conjunction with that only deepening her confusion. Since when was dorky Sam a liaison? There was confusion in their conversations however. Debate on how much the men knew of them and whether it was related to them.
The green-eyed girl wondered how that would be. The voices were comforting and she did not regret them but she often wondered why they spoke as if they had actual presence in the world. Which they didn't.
Her attention zoomed back to the conversation at hand. They were discussing Austin again. Asking the same questions over and over again in several thousand ways. As if 'I don't know' could somehow change into the answers to the life. She looked away disinterestedly and zoned out once more. She registered Carrissa sending her a disgusted glare.
Kaleena ignored it. The voices said Austin was alive, if disgruntled at his situation. The voices were always right. Even the dark and heavy ones.
-know something? -have to-something. Where could he be? Decepticons-attack on-lost-Epps
Kaleena winced when the voices started to run together and garble. For some reason when they left her it was painful. Almost like someone blaring a harsh tone directly into her ear. The silence they left was ringing and empty. A flash of yellow and red out behind the living room blinds drew her eye. Had it been her imagination?
Strangely, her mind flew back to a Christmas Eve several years ago. The memory was unusually faded unlike the majority which she could recall with crystal clear clarity. They had stayed up, Carrissa and her, waiting for Santa in their awesome fort. There'd been...some noise and then...
She frowned when the memory slipped away like oil on water. Then dismissed it. If she couldn't remember it mustn't have been that important.
Light streaming in from behind the blinds played interestingly on the ceiling. Kaleena watched the dance with rapt attention. The questions, answers, and general hubbub from those around her faded away completely. The yellow light was beautiful. It was lively and happy. It made her smile. It made her want to hum. So she did.
It was strange tune that was mostly in her head. All the notes didn't quite make it off her tongue. It seemed beyond her ability to make them. Oh well. She continued the small tune pondering how she'd come up with such a thing. It was alien and foreign. Something she doubted she'd ever heard before. Yet it was more familiar than any other she'd ever heard.
The whole time Kaleena hummed, head resting her hands and pointer fingers tapping to the beat she wished the light shone blue instead.