Chapter 4

I sat there, dumbstruck for a moment.

Wha- How?

Who the bloody hell gave him my number? More to the point, I don't know anyone he knows that would've given him my number.

I was still trying to comprehend this, unsure of why he was calling. Seriously? Me of all people?

"Bailey."

Huh? Oh right

"How did you get my number?"

Of course that was the first thing out of my mouth

"A friend"

"We don't share the same friends"

"She is an old friend of mine, what you humans call 'a hacker."

Well, that made sense. Alien robots happen to make friends with a hacker

"Wait your friend's a human hacker? And she's a she?"

I'm impressed, very impressed. Whoever this girl is, she's got talent and if I could meet her, I would ask her all sorts of questions. This brings me back to the phone call at hand now, one I was still trying to decipher

"Okay, Prime. Why the hell are you calling me?"

It was silent for a moment and I wondered what he was thinking about. The last thing I wanted to do was get involved in his war between the Decepticons but I had a real bad feeling about this, like something bad. Somehow I had a feeling I was going to become a part of this, whether I liked it or not. Question is: was that what this phone call was about?

"I need to know why Starscream attacked you" he finally answered.

Well, at least he wasn't straight up asking me to join in on their war

"I wouldn't have a clue" I replied

"Hmm"

"Is that a good hmm or a bad hmm?"

"There's a difference?"

"Ya."

The line was quiet and I tried to be patient. The question he had asked got me thinking as well: why had Starscream attacked me?

Because I knew too much? No, that couldn't be it, they didn't even know me. I wasn't even apart of this damn war and I didn't want to be, however, I had a feeling that wouldn't be an option anymore and if that was the case, I was pretty much screwed

"I would like it if you would come to our base to discuss this further"

"Uh, let me think about it…ye- no"

"Bailey, you may have information or something that the Decepticons want. It must be important other wise Starscream would never have attacked"

"What? What could I possibly have that would have anything to do with your stupid dumb war?" when Optimus didn't respond, I nodded "that's what I thought" and hung up.

Running a hand through my hair, I got up setting my phone back on the nightstand and left the room, heading downstairs to the kitchen. Turning the light on, I walked over to the freezer and pulled open the door pulling out the ice cream and shutting the door. Moving to the cutlery drawer and pulling out a spoon, I moved into the living room and sat on the couch. Opening the tub, I dug in and began eating.

It made zero sense that I would have anything to do with a war that wasn't even my own, involving talking, transforming alien robots from another world entirely. Alien robots who, last time I checked, were nothing but a famed franchise of toys, comics, movies, video games, TV shows etc.

Yet, for some god only knows reason, they bloody exist.

So what do you do when something you know shouldn't exist but does?

Well, most people would jump at the chance of knowing that the Transformers do exist and would've happily joined them if given the chance.

Me?

What do I do?

Ignore it.

Not my war.

Not knowing how long I had been sitting there, I heard movement and turned to the doorway to see Lucia leaning against the doorframe

"You're up late" she stated

"Nightmare and then a late night phone call" I said

"From who?"

"Optimus Prime."

Lucia's eyes widened

"Come again?"

"I got a call from Optimus Prime, wanted to know why Starscream attacked me. Of course I didn't have an answer and then he wanted me to come to their base. I refused, flat out mind you, even though he told me I may have some information or something that the Decepticons want. But then I asked him what could I possibly have that would having anything to do with his stupid dumb war and when he didn't respond I told 'I thought so' and hung up."

My best friend's jaw dropped and I raised an eyebrow

"What?"

"You hung up on Optimus Prime"

"Yeah, so what?"

"You hung up on Optimus Prime"

"What are you a broken record?"

"Do you have any idea what you've just done?"

"Hung up on Optimus Prime?"

"No one has ever hung up on Optimus Prime"

"What kind of name is Optimus Prime anyway? Optimus Prime Optimus Prime Optimus Prime, you know it sounds a phone brand."

Lucia shook her head before walking into the room and then smacked me upside the head

"OW! What was that for?"

"You are thick."

Sitting herself down next to me, she took the spoon and dug in

"So, what did you think he meant?"

"That I have something or know something? How am I supposed to know? The guy-robot-thing shouldn't even exist"

"But he does"

"Look whatever he thinks I know or have, I don't. Can we just forget about it?"

Lucia shrugged and grabbed the lid, closing the ice cream tub and standing

"Hey."

Ignoring me, she walked right past and disappeared out of the room to the kitchen.

Sighing, I stood up and left the room heading for the stairs, whatever Prime wanted, he couldn't have what didn't exist.

The next morning

Groaning as the sun filtered in through the curtains covering the window, I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. However, realizing that was completely hopeless, I flung the covers back and climbed out of bed. Stretching, I picked up my phone and checked the time.

9:30am.

It was then I noticed I had a missed call and voicemail. Calling my voicemail I waited

"Hi there, you have 1 new message. Message received today at 6:25am:

'Bailey, its Sam. Listen, I know you don't want anything to do with this war but Optimus told me you may have something of value or know something that the Decepticons want. Right now, I am telling you they are relentless and will stop at nothing to get what they want. And that includes hurting those close to you and your loved ones.

When you get this, call me back. Please.'

To transfer this call, Press 1. To listen to this message again, press 2. To delete, press 3. To –'

I pressed 3

"Message deleted. Main menu."

I hung up and threw my phone on the bed before stalking out of the room and downstairs.

Entering into the living room, I found it to be empty and rolled my eyes, go figure she was still asleep.

Turning, I head back out of the room and back up the staircase to Lucia's room. Walking down the hall, I knocked on the door

"Lu, time to get up."

When she didn't respond, I barged in

"Rise and shine, dark beauty."

Stopping in my place, I stared at her bed.

It was empty.

Then I noticed her cell on the nightstand. Leaving her room, I began to search the house

"Lucia. Lucia where are you?"

Still there was no response. Finding myself back in the living room after checking everywhere which took about half an hour to an hour, I frowned.

Maybe I missed her note in the kitchen.

Heading back, I walked in and scoured the place from top to toe, coming up empty handed.

Suddenly, I jumped when the house phone rang. Racing over, I picked it up

"Hello"

"If you ever want to see your precious Lucia again, I suggest you bring it to me or I'm not sure what will my men will do to her."

TBC