Okay, rant time. If you don't want to read, just go to the story! :) Sorry this time, again. I am going to college right now to be a Middle School Teacher (Math and Social Studies) and have had paper after paper, after test after test. Not to mention I am starting to teach a few lessons a month to get used to the feel. It's hard to find time to write around it all! You'd think I'd have it timed out by now… I have been here for two years… WRONG
I will be writing a lot more in December after my finals the second week. So, it should be better then.
All righty, as always, I do not own anything about Transformers including characters, plot lines, etc. I also do not own any songs that pop up in here. Same with movies!
However, I do own Yuuki, and will track you down if you take her. :)
Enjoy!
My head bounced off the car's hood, as I fell onto my butt with the least amount of grace that I possibly could have. But, there was no time for that. I regained myself and slapped my hands down on the hood, "Good, someone here that's sane. My car, it's following me. Please get outta' the car!"
The cop within must not have found my sentence very pleasing, as he pushed down on the accelerator. I backed up instantly into another car, screaming profanities back at him. I had never cussed this much in my life as I have in one weekend… The cop just kept at it, and I began to let loose tears. If this was a joke, no cop should be doing this.
"Okay, okay. Stop! Please." I whimpered, pulling myself against the front bumper of an old rusted car. The metal was cold against my exposed skin, and it rather felt familiar. The cop immediately halted his attack, and instead, his right headlight pulled away from its mold in the front grille. It almost looked like a red eye staring right at me. Fear levels were beginning to run insanely high as I tried to push myself farther back. Too bad, I had run out of room to do so. The "eye" retracted to its rightful position and the whole car itself started to shift. Great, another robot like the "Camaro terror."
After he had settled, his large metal hands smacked the ground on both sides of me, ensuring that I could not run away. Who was going to pay for that damage?
He crouched down and stared intently at me. "Yuuki-"
"How-"
"Are you Yuuki!" he shouted once more, pounding his left hand down, making another good-sized dent in the pavement.
"Y-yes…" I backed up further, fearing he would do that to me next.
"Where is it!"
"I-It." I repeated frantically.
"The Allspark! Where is it!" his metallic voice was hurting my ears, as I tried to wrap my head around his words. If I did not respond, I don't think it would end well for me.
"What i-is that, I-I don't understand what y-you are asking m-me!" That almost didn't come out as a true sentence, considering my mind was swirling at one-hundred miles an hour.
He only growled and flipped the car behind me, as I made a mad dash for anywhere. The car-robot-thing just started up after me once again. I could not out run something that was easily two to three stories tall with wider strides than well- I don't know! He was gaining pavement fast, as I made another turn to avoid the flying objects being cast me.
A blur roared its engine and passed me. Yellow; it was my Camaro. The tires skidded to a stop, its door opened to welcome me in.
"Heck no! I ain't going anywhere near you guys! I want to live!" I started running again, but the Camaro just cut off my path once more. I smacked off his front bumper, letting out a cry of pain. My poor knee, now how was I supposed to run?
"Dat' wouldn't have happened if ya' just got in!" A burly voice sounded from the speakers.
"Bite me! Can't you see I am having a mid-teen crisis here?" I put my hands up in anger, and then went to walk away from the Camaro once more.
The now PO'd car only spun around, catching me with the door and threw me in the passenger's seat. He hit the gas when the cop came around the corner, transforming back into a scary police car.
"Okay, I can kind of see you're not like him. But, was that necessary?" Why else would he be running away? Now that I think about it, this Camaro never tried to hurt me. Even the bruise on my leg was not on purpose… He was following me. However, he had not been flinging cars at me or pinning me to an old car's rusty bumper. "I guess I owe you an apology Mr. Car."
"Not now, Yuuki, and that's Bumblebee to you!" A younger sounding rapping voice emanated from the same speakers.
"You talk through the radio?" Cool, but confusing hearing fifty different voices.
Bumblebee did not answer that; but instead backed into a spot among the cars in a parking deck. His engine cut, leaving silence the only thing between a murderous cop-robot and us. Lights flashed an eerie blue and red as the mustang crept pass us. My hands turned into balls as I held my breath, and then looked to the key in the ignition. It began to turn, as my heart sank even farther into my stomach.
"What are you thinking, Bee?" I whispered. His engine roared to life, and he stepped on the gas; he cleared the cop before he hand time to back up into us.
He stopped a little ways off the road and opened his door, as I filed out without a second thought. He sped back into the direction of the cop, now a robot, and I went the other way.
"Now what Yuuki?" I hit a chain link fence in my path, and scouted the area for another route. Before I had time to scream, a metallic robot, maybe my size, grabbed a hold of my left arm from behind the fence. The metal sliced my arm open, as blood began to seep from the wounds. Blue? Since when did blood hit oxygen and not turn red? That caused me to yelp, as I ripped my arm from the bot's grip. "Go away!" I rounded another corner, trying to get back the Bee. But I was so lost.
The cop's friend, that's what I now came to assume, was still behind me, now firing off bullets from a nifty transforming hand-gun.
I was done for when I tripped. The robot was now three feet from me. Fear overcame me as I went to shield my face from whatever harm was coming my way.
That wasn't the case. A loud thud sounded in front of me, along with a roar, a human one.
"Sam?" I shifted to my sitting on my knees, hid my arm behind my back, and looked up at him in bewilderment. "How-"
"I sorta-kinda followed you. N-not in a freaky way- o-okay maybe... I saw your car was chasing you- I guess- without a driver and got worried." He nervously chuckled, hitting the bot once more with his sludge hammer.
I was speechless, since when did anyone care enough to see if I was remotely all right. I shook my head and pushed that thought out of my mind. Right now, there was another problem. My eyes darted to the robot. "We should go before he gets up."
"You think?" Sam grabbed my right arm, and then pulled me to my aching feet. He started to make a run for it, as I only stumbled behind him.
"W-where are you going?" My legs were screaming to give up, but I knew what was at the end of that path if I were to stop. That lovely bruise was beginning to swell and that wasn't helping either.
"Anywhere but with him!"
We both stopped when Bee drove up to us, his door opening. I went to get in, when Sam grabbed my arm once more.
"Isn't he the reason you're in this mess? Why the heck would you want to get in?" Sam scratched his head with his free hand, and then extended his arm over at the car.
"Yes, but he is also the reason I am still here. I'm getting in the car; you too, Sam." I pulled my arm from his grasp, and quickly sat in the driver's seat. I hid my bleeding arm behind my back. "Coming?"
"You are sooooo strange. Fine, but if we die, you're gonna' have to face my parents!"
"That makes no sense!" I shouted back, as Bee laughed at the sentence. "Don't encourage him!"
"He likes me? Great, I am friends with a giant Alien robot." Sam sat in the passenger's seat and pulled the door closed.
"Yeah, so deal with it."
We sat silently as Bee drove us to where ever he was going. I drummed with my fingers nervously on the steering wheel with my free hand, while my other one throbbed unbearably.
"Let me see your arm."
"What?" I jerked away from Sam's hand, burring myself into the door. "No, its fine."
"No, it's not. I saw the shine, you're bleeding." He grabbed my left arm, and his eyes grew wide. "H-here," he ripped a piece of fabric off his hoodie and wrapped my arm with it. "Blue, that's kinda neat." He cleared his throat, letting go of my arm.
"Glad you think so. I'm a freak."
"No, just… different."
"A freak. You can say it. Everyone says it." My back turned to him, as I stared out the window. Night had fallen, and the events of the day make my head spin. I now had a freaky blue eye, blue-streaked hair, and blue blood. Nothing was okay. Nothing. Tears began to fall, and I turned away further so Sam could not see.
"There, there." Bee spoke, as the tears only fell harder.
Sam said nothing. He just put his hand on mine, giving me a small smile. He finally broke the silence, "I'm weirder than you by a long shot."
"N-no. I hadn't n-noticed." I giggled between hiccups.
Bumblebee came to a stop at the top of a hill, as he opened the doors for us to get out.
"What now, Bee?" I didn't need an answer to my question as four asteroid looking things breeched our atmosphere. "Wow."
"Are they friends of yours?" Sam asked, as he pulled closer to me. I immediately pulled away, grabbing the bottom of my shirt. My eyes darted to the ground for a second before looking to the sky.
"Yes." Bee revved his engine, as one of the fireballs flew over us and into a field. "Let's get going."
"S-sure." My eyes went to Sam, who nodded in agreement. "Can't wait." Not sure if that came out sarcastic or not, but no one seemed to mind it.
We ended up in an alley-way, as three cars and a Semi rolled up to us. The sight was breath taking; not to mention the cars that they chose. Even though it was dark, the Moon's light and nearby street lights allowed me to see just what they were. There was a dark blue GMC Top Kick, a sleek silver Pontiac Solstice, a yellow and green paramedic version of a Hummer H2, and the Semi was a Peterbuilt with red flames running horizontally from the grille to mid-doors on top of a blue paint job. These bots made Bumblebee look like a well- you get it.
The Semi stopped inches from Sam and I, transforming. The other followed suit, as I could only look to the company in awe.
The now transformed Semi bent down to me, as to get a better view. I could not help I was only 5'3".
"Are you Yuuki?" he asked, looking me over with blue eyes. The same color as my left eye.
"Yeah." Really, Yuuki. You stand before giants and that's all you can say!
"He knows your name?" Sam whispered in my ear, as he looked over at the bots. The one crashed on an abandoned car was making me giggle.
"I am Optimus Prime."
Cliffhanger! I love those, only when it is not being pulled on me. I think everyone can relate to that! So, as always, please review! If you aren't able to or just don't want to that's fine as well, but Barricade may pay you a visit if you don't! (I made friends with a person who owns a replica of him on campus) Hope I can write out another chapter very soon. Please be patient :)
I want to also say thank you to mette598i for the recent review. It made me light a fire under my butt and finish this chapter! I really appreciate it!
Yuuki Rin Mazirif