Finally Chapter 8! Again, I'm sorry for not posting this sooner. I've been very busy. I made this chapter a little long so enjoy. :)

Happy reading and writing!


Clare POV

Thursday

My eyes shot open and I sat up in bed. I was in my cabin. The sun's rays were streaming into the cabin through the blinds. I checked my clock. It was 1 pm, on a Thursday.

"Damn, way too late," I muttered. I sat up in bed and began to stretch but stopped. Wait. Thursday? I rechecked the clock. "But yesterday was Tuesday," I said to myself.

I tried to think about what happened yesterday. All I could remember is what happened on Tuesday: being with Optimus, beating down Alice, and pushing....Caitlin.

My head began to hurt again. No flashbacks or symbols came, but I did remember random things from my childhood. Like when I went to my dad's funeral and how I got burned by the All Spark shard.

I rubbed my aching forehead. "I think I need therapy," I muttered.

I shook the thought away and tried my best to remember anything else. There was something, I just know it. But it was all a blur. I thought it had something to do with water, but I wasn't sure. Maybe I was just asleep for the whole day on Wednesday. I was stressed from everything the happened on Tuesday so it sorta made sense. Not really.

I decided to forget about the whole thing and got out of bed. My clothes from the other day were still on but they smelled, bad. No, I smelled bad. Damn.

I quickly took a shower and scrubbed myself clean. I finally felt refreshed when I pulled clean clothes on. After that was all done, I went to the cafeteria. Thankfully, there were people in it. No Alice or Caitlin though. Thank the lord. I ate a quick bowl of cereal then headed off towards the stables.

For some reason, my legs were a little stiff. I didn't understand why. This day was already very weird. At least the walk to the stables wasn't long.

When I got there, I didn't see my Smokey outside in any of the paddocks. He's probably stomping around in his stall. I laughed at the thought of Smokey snorting irritably at everyone, as if begging them to let him out. Poor boy.

The second I went into the stables, I froze. I saw Caitlin. She was stroking her favorite horse Chance, who was a bigger, more stubborn, version of Smokey. He was also a cutie.

Caitlin glanced at me then frowned. My eyes dropped down and I saw a cast that covered her left wrist and hand. Once against guilt plagued my heart. Damn it. Damn myself.

To my great surprise, Caitlin spoke. "Hi Clare," she said in a low voice. It sounded almost cold, which was completely understandable.

"Hi Caitlin," I said quickly then turned away. Bad idea. Caitlin never liked anyone who turns their back to her.

Something roughly shoved me to the ground. I fell face down. It was pretty obvious that it was Caitlin who pushed me down. It didn't hurt, but I wished that it did. But I didn't expect being pushed down. I thought Caitlin was going to attack me with a knife instead.

Without saying anything or looking at Caitlin, I got to my feet and continued to walk away.

"Wait!" Caitlin yelled.

I turned back to her. Tears of guilt flooded my eyes. "I'm so sorry Caitlin," I whispered. "I really did not mean any of that."

Caitlin stared at me suspiciously for a second. She didn't say anything to me, which made me cry even more. My pained legs suddenly gave out from under me and I fell to my knees.

"I don't know what's happening to me!" I blurted out. "I really hate myself for snapping at you and hurting you. I don't know why I'm suddenly like this." I began to blabber out as I always do when I'm crying hysterically.

When I finally was able to calm down a little, Caitlin pulled me to my feet then stepped back. She was a little cautious of being close to me, which I didn't mind. But her eyes changed entirely. At first she looked angry and betrayed but now she looked concerned.

"Just tell me what's wrong," she said a little darkly.

I began to tell her about my eyes changing color, which she already witnessed. Then I told her about snapping at Optimus and about me not remembering what happened yesterday.

"Is that all?" Caitlin asked.

"Yes," I lied.

"Clare. Come on. I'm not stupid," she said angrily.

"Well, there is a little problem with this freaky girl named Alice," I said. "She keeps flirting with me. She even pounced on me and tried to kiss me."

Caitlin stared at me incredulously. "Weird," she breathed. She clearly couldn't think of anything else better to say. "Anything else?"

"There's also the issue of my visions," I said dryly.

"Visions?" Caitlin repeated.

"Yeah, of symbols and of these ancient looking robots who keep mentioning the Fallen."

"What's the Fallen?"

I shrugged hopelessly. Caitlin's face hardened.

"You better not be lying," she said..

"I'm not," I said. "Seriously. I have no idea who or what the Fallen is."

Caitlin sighed heavily and pondered for a second. The second felt like forever to me, but then again, the past few days felt like forever. Maybe I was going through depression or something. Finally Caitlin turned back to me.

"Ok. I know that you didn't mean pushing me down that day. And that you weren't exactly yourself either. So, I somewhat forgive you," she said tiredly. I stared at her in disbelief. She actually forgives me? Even a little?

"Really?" I asked her. "You're not mad?"

"Oh no. I'm furious," she said. "You broke my wrist. And that's an unforgivable act. But I had a feeling that...that wasn't you. Just be thankful that I'm right handed."

"I'm just thankful that I have an amazing friend like you," I said. I wanted to hug my friend, but I knew that she was still pissed. It would probably be bad to touch her in any way right now. "How am I going to get you to fully forgive me?"

Caitlin looked up thoughtfully. Without warning, she shoved me into the ground again. This time it hurt. I landed painfully on my back. The wind was knocked right out of me.

"Ok," I said, still wheezing. "I.....deserved......that."

Caitlin snickered. "Now we're even and you're forgiven." She helped me back up to my feet then we both headed towards her cabin.

During the way, Caitlin told me that her wrist, though broken, wasn't too serious. According to the doctor, it will heal in about a week. Relief washed through me but it still didn't help the guilt. I still hated myself for losing myself to the anger.

We arrived at Caitlin's cabin, which I noticed was a little larger than mine. Oh well. I still had it all to myself. When we entered, I saw a few girls inside. Oh geez.

"Hey Caitlin," one of them said but looked at me then frowned. "Who's that?" By her tone, I could tell that she was a snobby bitch. Wonderful. The rest of the girls also stared at me warily. The atmosphere became tense.

"Oh, uh. This is the girl I was talking about. Her name is Clare," Caitlin said nervously.

"Uh......hey," I said and gave the girls a small smile.

"So it this the bitch who pushed you down the stairs a couple days ago?" the same snobby girl asked. So she's the ring leader huh? Even more wonderful.

"She didn't push me," Caitlin said hotly. 'Uh yeah I did,' I thought absently. As if she read my mind, Caitlin added, "At least not on purpose."

"Whatever," the girl said a stalked out the door. The other girls followed, giving me harsh looks while exiting. On of the girls shoved me aside while exiting. It took a lot of self control to not shove back, harder. I did not want to break someone else's wrist......at the moment.

Caitlin and I stood together in the empty cabin. Well, it wasn't completely empty. There was something else in here, watching us. I got irritated right away. I disliked playing games with these intruders.

"I'm sorry Clare," Caitlin said quietly.

"Hush," I muttered. My eyes scanned the entire room. To my dismay, parts of it was littered with clothes.

Suddenly, I heard something. I jerked my gaze to the nearest bed. A little blue toy truck crept out from behind the bed. It must have realized that I saw it because it quickly retreated back into it's hiding spot.

"Caitlin, close the door," I said darkly without moving my eyes from the bed. She did without question.

I was about to pull be glove off but I realized that I didn't have one on. I thought I had it on while I went to sleep. Weird. While my mind was slightly distracted, the small truck zoomed out and headed towards Caitlin. My friends shrieked as the truck transformed and pounced onto her. The little robot looked like a blue demented version of Wall-E. Well, I'm never going to watch that movie again.

"Hey!" I yelled at the blue toy. "Get off of my friend!" Anger surged through my body as I watched the robot grab onto Caitlin's hair.

"If you come with me then I'll let go of your little friend," it sneered at me.

I glared down at the tiny mech. I wasn't afraid. Not of this little whelp. I quickly stalked up to it. Before the mech could do anything, I grabbed onto it's neck with my burnt hand. I let energy leak out and stun the little 'bot. It gave out a little scream as I pinned it up against a wall. My eyes dropped down to the little night table to the side. A pair of large scissors were laying on top of it. I quickly transferred the little 'bot to my left had. Twisted thoughts popped into my mind as I grabbed the scissors.

"Ahhh! Let me go human!" the 'bot yelled. It thrashed around in my grip. It began to claw at my arm, slicing up my skin. Surprisingly I didn't really feel anything.

"I'll let you go if you tell me what you want," I said. My voice was calm and dark.

"HA! Not gonna happen," it roared.

My eyes narrowed down at the little robot. My mind went blank for a second. Without thinking, I plunged the scissors into the bot's left eye. The mini Decepticon shrilled with pain as I twisted the scissors around in his eye socket. A smirk played over my face as I watched the pitiful creature cry out and try to hold his eye.

"That was my eye, you crazy bitch!" he wailed.

"Care to talk now?" I asked playfully. I was still smiling which disturbed me deep inside.

"The Fallen wants you! He sent me to keep an eye on you," the bot said as he clumsily put in a blue replacement eye.

"What does that Fallen want me for? Who it hell is the Fallen!?" I yelled impatiently.

"You want to know? Then come with me!" he said back. I growled angrily and smashed the little 'bot against the wall harder. "Easy warrior goddess. I'm trying to avoid getting wacked by the other Decepticons. I'm just a pile of scrap metal."

"Oh yeah?" I asked a little breathlessly. I eyed a little suitcase a few feet away. It was opened. I slipped the scissors into my pocket and glared back at the little mech. "And I'm your worst nightmare," I growled and dragged the tiny robot into the suitcase then quickly zipped it up.

I stood there panting. A low chuckle escaped from my throat as I listened to the pitiful thing scream. It felt so good when I penetrated his eye with the scissors. Hearing his shriek was amazing.

"Clare, you're bleeding," Caitlin said nervously which brought me back to reality. I glanced down at my arm. Little trickles of blood ran down my arm from where the cuts the little 'bot gave to me. But I noticed that they were already healing, so it really wasn't a big deal.

Caitlin ran to the bathroom then came back out with a wet washcloth. She dragged me to her bed and pushed me down to sit. I didn't hold much of a fight. I was too busy glaring at the suitcase. Suddenly, something smacked me in the face.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" Caitlin snapped.

"Oh, sorry," I said lowly. "What did you say?" All that anger and irritation disappeared, which was good. For now.

"I said, your eyes are red," she said impatiently. She gently wiped all the blood off of my arm. The blood hadn't dried yet, so it came off easily.

"Tell me something I don't know," I muttered. "How am I supposed to hide it?"

"You could wear sunglasses," Caitlin suggested.

"I would if I owned any," I retorted. Caitlin rolled her eyes and smacked my now cleaned arm. She got up and went to her backpack. Caitlin pulled out an expensive looking pair of sunglasses and handed them to me.

"Oh no," I said and held them back towards her. "I couldn't."

Caitlin smiled and shook her head. "Keep it. I don't wear them anyway."

"Thanks. How can I repay you?" I asked.

"Good question. How can you repay me?" Caitlin asked smugly. I shrugged at the question, knowing it was a bad idea. "How about, when school starts you do all of my homework for two months."

I cringed slightly. I knew she was taking all of the classes which I severely disliked. But I did owe her a lot for the past year.

"Fine," I groaned. It was least I could do. Actually, she wasn't even asking for much. Compared to what she's done for me, doing her homework was nothing. Caitlin has given me a but load of gloved and now her sunglasses. She stayed being my friend during Sophomore year even after the whole craziness with the alien robots and now after I broke her wrist. I am so grateful for having such an amazing friend.

Suddenly, a cold shiver ran down my spine. I felt unsafe. But why? It seemed quiet. But then again, quiet never meant safe. Even the blue demented Wall-E was quiet in his little suitcase prison.

"I'm going to move the toy truck into my cabin so he won't harass you or the other girls," I said quickly and got up.

"Ok," Caitlin said in a slight cheery tone. "I hope he won't cause you too much trouble."

"He won't," I said with a small smile. 'But I have a feeling someone else will,' I thought. "I'll be back with the suitcase in a minute."

I quickly pulled the sunglasses on and ran out of the cabin with the suitcase. Thankfully it was a small one so I could actually run. I did my best to avoid people I ran past them. I needed to get this thing away from other people.

When I got to my cabin, I saw Leo. He was waiting at the front door. I let out a low growl. I really did not want to be near him. Leo smiled at me when I walked up to him.

"Hey Clare. I haven't seen you or Alice around. What's up?" he asked. Leo leaned against the door, blocking it. He was posing as if he was a model. I grabbed him by the shirt and moved him away from the door.

"Not now," I said irritably and went into my cabin. I quickly closed and locked the door so Leo wouldn't come walking in.

"I like it rough!" he called out.

"Go away Leo!" I yelled back at the door. I spotted my suitcase and quickly brought it over. I froze and listened. I could hear Leo walk back and forth in front of the door. I waited for him to leave, which eventually he did. Thank the lord.

I looked back down at both suitcases. Mine was already unzipped and opened. Now for the one with the Decepticon. It was still quiet, so I had to be cautious. Slowly, I unzipped the second suitcase and lifted the flap. To my surprise, the little toy truck didn't leap out or attack. He just sat up, panting.

"Ah....I'm claustrophobic," he said slightly panicked. He suddenly froze. He jerked his head around in a terrified way. "Oh no. He's here! Slag! I'm so dead!"

"Who here?" I asked.

"Sorry warrior goddess but I'm tellin' you nothin'," he said a little frantically. He quickly went back into the suit case and pulled the flap over hisself. "Close it up!"

I rolled my eyes irritably and pulled the pathetic thing out then dumped it into my suitcase. After zipping my suitcase up, I suddenly felt cold. Damn. 'What's wrong with my body,' I thought angrily.

I shook the shivers away and grabbed the empty suitcase then walked out. I ran back to Caitlin's cabin. When I got there, I saw that the other girls were back. Instead of going in, I just left the suitcase at the front door then walked back.

Back at my cabin, I noticed that my front door was wide open. I could have sworn that I closed it when I left. 'Leo, you better not be in there,' I thought peevishly.

When I walking into my cabin, I saw a man. He stood right in the middle of the room. He was nearly as pale as I was. His hair was the color of copper and it was in a short messy style. He wore a dark brown leather jacket over a plain white t-shirt and black pants. Dark sunglasses hid his eyes.

I've never seen him before, but somehow I felt as if I've known him. The man didn't move or make a sound. He just stood there and stared at me.

"Can I help you?" I asked dryly. Suddenly, the man smirked.

"Isn't this hologram better than my last one?" he asked in a disturbingly familiar voice. The hologram took off his sunglasses, revealing the familiar red eyes of none other than Starscream.

I quickly took a step back and watched the hologram warily. "What do you want?" I asked quickly.

"It's not what I want. It's want my lord want," he said smugly.

"Lord?" I asked. He can't be talking about Megatron. He's dead. "You mean the Fallen?"

"Yes, him too," Starscream said. My mind went blank. 'Him too?' I thought.

"Wait, then who's your lord?" I asked. Starscream laughed.

"Have you already forgotten about your master? You revived our lord Megatron just an Earth day ago," Starscream sneered.

Suddenly, it all came back to me. Running through the forest, being chased by the jaguar. Being on the cargo ship. Nearly drowning in the freezing cold water. Megatron's body. The....red eyes.

"No!" I said. "I couldn't have!"

"Oh, but you did," the Seeker said as he walked up to me. I didn't move. I tried to think. Those memories couldn't have been real. The Decepticon began to circle me. His red eyes staring into my soul. "You brought him back. And thanks to you, we can now go on with our plans."

"No," I whispered. Starscream stopped right in front of me. I glared at the hologram's smug face. Something brushed itself against my leg. I looked down and jumped back. The one eyed jaguar was pacing back and forth in front of me. He snapped it's jaws at me threateningly. I quickly got irritated and kicked at the cat. The jaguar dodged my attack then snuck away.

"Lord Megatron is very pleased that you've revived him. He says that he was thinking of not killing you," Starscream said a little cheerfully. I could tell that all that cheeriness was fake. I knew that he hated Megatron with a great passion. "It warms my spark to know that my great lord is back."

I burst out laughing. I couldn't help myself. This Decepticon was so full of himself. "Really? Come on now. Do you really expect me to believe that you're happy that Megatron's back?" I asked still laughing at the angry hologram's face. "You are so pathetic. Why are you acting like such a kiss-ass? Your great lord isn't even here."

Starscream growled and without warning, lunged at me. I jumped back and turned to leave me cabin. When I opened the door another man stood in my way.

My body and mind froze. I felt my heart and soul sink to the lowest depths when I saw the silver hair and red eyes.