A.N: I do not own TF, other than my own OCs, nor do I get paid for this story. Ok folks, it's really picking up here! Lots of action comin' ur way, so keep reading and tell me what you think! :)

The robot's blood red eyes met my own misty green ones, his filled with the sight of his prey, mine with pure terror. I threw myself off the roof as he lunged for the window. "HELP!!" I cried, running for all I was worth, "SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!!" The frigid night air ripped into my lungs like knives. I couldn't breathe, I was going to die, oh God, oh God…The roar of an unfamiliar engine swerved around the corner, red and blue lights flashing. Police. I was saved. The back door on the Saleen Mustang opened and I flew inside, slamming it behind me. "T-th-theres a m-m-m-monster chasing me! We need to get away, now!" I sputtered at the officer, furiously pointing at the metal creature only feet from the police Mustang. He did not listen. "He-lo! Can you freaking hear me?! MONSTER!" I glared at the man, expecting him to answer, somehow. He flickered. I blinked, astonished, as he disappeared completely.

Thunk-thunk, thunk-thunk, honk!

The car was driverless. And the doors had just locked by themselves. A deep voice filled the cab of the car, loud and menacing.

"Welcome to hell, human."

I screamed as the seatbelt lashed across me, crushing me against the leather. The Saleen laughed, speeding away from the house. "L-let me go! What do you want from me?! Who are you?!?! WHAT ARE YOU?!?!" The Mustang continued to laugh, roaring down the highway. "My designation is Barricade, meat bag. Greatest Decepticon hunter to ever live." The voice replied. I stopped screaming, and thrashed, twisting and turning every which way. I kicked the dashboard, the steering wheel, gearshift, anything in reach. The belt tightened, smashing my lungs and choking off my air. "You humans are annoying as the Pit. SHUT UP." "Bite me!" I wheezed, struggling to free myself. "Gah, I can't take you anymore!" My thoughts started getting fuzzy. The landscape outside was swirling in a mash of color. My head lolled to one side, muscles no longer supporting it. He was expelling some sort of anesthesia from the air vents. You WILL NOT fall asleep! My brain snarled Don't you dare close your eyes, Amy Sullivan! Don't…don't' you…dare........

The darkness was peaceful, snuggled under the bearded mech's warm metal armor. He whistled merrily as he worked, tinkering with something on a table. Peering down between the plates of his immense chest, he clicked softly, drawing my eyes skyward. I clicked back, crawling out onto his hand. It was too bright out here, too bright, too much light and warmth…

I woke with a jolt, hand flopping against my face to rid myself of the drool pooling on my chin. The sun burned orange in my eyes, forcing me to squint against it. I was moving…over a road. Inside a monster Mustang.

I struggled fiercely beneath the belt, yanking and clawing at the nylon, shoving my thumb down onto the latch-release. "Ugh, does it never end? That is a waste of your energy, stupid human. You cannot break loose. Now. Sit. Still" The Saleen rumbled. I snarled at him, continuing to writhe and twist, and then paused suddenly. I tore my weapon from the backpack, slashing ferociously at the seatbelt. Barricade chuckled. "Shut up, you stupid son of a glitch!" I yelled, finally tearing the seatbelt off. I was panicking, continuing to squirm around the cab of the sleek Saleen, furiously attacking the handles on the doors. Barricade was really getting pissed now. Swerving sharply on the road, he laughed when I yelped as I hit the door. "You are pathetic, human. But I admire your courage."Barricade said. I couldn't find the source of his voice, so I stared at the dashboard and spoke. "SHUT UP!!" I screamed, voice cracking. Barricade chuckled again, darkly this time. "We are almost near Megatron, human. Once he gets his claws on you, it's done. You're weak little fleshy friends can't save you." I watched two tall gray buildings come into view. Time for my escape. "Please let me out, I don't know what you want with me!" I cried, digging my nails into the leather seat. "With pleasure, human."The police Mustang swerved again, this time opening the door and allowing me to tumble out onto the dirt. I ran as soon as I got to my feet, spitting dust from my mouth and heading straight for the nearby warehouse to hide. I need to get out of here, for all I know; there could be more monsters around. Adrenalin pumped through my veins, the need to survive overtaking all senses. That all changed though, as I ran straight into the huge silver leg of another robot. "Ah, so glad that you could join us, fleshy." A metallic voice sneered. "Starscream! Toss the little meat sac by the others." Huge claws sharply snaked around my waist, tight enough to bruise me, yanking my flailing form up into the air. Before I could scream, I met the concrete floor beside three equally terrified humans; Sam, his girlfriend Mikaela and roommate Leo. "Amy!" Witwicky gasped, dragging me up onto my feet "Why the hell did they bring you here?!" "What are these things?" I hissed, clutching his arm tightly. The robot heard, turning to face us, anger glinting in his red eyes. "These things you speak of, fleshling, are Decepticons. I am their all powerful leader, Lord Megatron. You, pathetic whelp, will address me as such. Understood?" the silver robot barked, metal fangs flashing in the sunlight. Even though I was terrified, heart pounding frantically in my chest, I would not obey him. His cronies killed my family. I would not obey. My voice wavered slightly.

"Go eat cow turds, Mega-Moron." The words were out before I could stop them.

I waited.

I knew he would crush me.

At least, I thought I knew.

Instead of killing me right then and there, he smiled; a big, leery smile.

"Just like I remember you, Commander."

He flicked me once, hard, slamming me into a metal cargo crate. I hit it with a heavy thump, bashing my head sharply against the corner. Megatron chuckled, turning back to face his other prey. Sam.

There was blood pouring from the gash in my head. My vision was blurring. I could barely see Mikaela rush over and pull me up. She was a blur of color, just a shapeless blob in my line of sight. I could hear Megatron talking, and Sam pleading and stuttering. Oh, no. Don't hurt him. Don't hurt Sam…I was lifted away from Mikaela's grasp, falling limp in my captors hand, only to be dropped a second time, this time landing on a concrete table. "Where is the Allspark fragment, fleshling?" Megatron snarled, his face only a foot or so away from my own. "I...I don't know...what y're talking a-about." I slurred. He roared, raising his clawed hand to strike. Just then, the wall exploded. More robots tore into the warehouse, guns ablaze. I could feel myself stumbling behind Sam, holding his hand tightly. We were running toward an enormous blob of red and blue, shifting and clicking into another smaller shape of the same color. It vaguely looked like a semi truck.

Sam pulled me into the cab beside him, yelling at the truck. The fog in my brain was clearing, allowing me to see in detail again. One clear word came into my mind. Survive...

I was out like a light.