A thank you to everyone who has helped me write this story, even my mom, who doesn't understand why I love these robots.

WOW! 1 year and 38 chapters. Thank you to everyone who has stayed with me in the telling of the story of sara.

Sara pov.

The rec room want that far from the med bay, but still, for one as sore as me it felt like miles. My arms hurt when I pushed myself forward. Note to self: get someone to pity-push me.

I arrived slowly to the rec room to see everyone impatiently waiting. I cleared my throat gently.

Everyone looked up. "SARA!" they all yelled and ran to me. The sight would have been funny if it wasn't so scary. Picture a human vs. car vs. giant robot stampede. I almost got out of my chair and ran off. everyone was crowding and asking questions. most of them sounded like "are you ok?" what happened?" did you break something?" "chosen one?" I was bombarded by questions and I was trying to answer them but I started to stutter fast and I was getting nervous.

I took a deep breath and yelled "G'NICK!"

Again everyone said the same thing. "what ?"

"enough! Let me breathe, people! A girl escapes the decepticon base and you cant give her room to breathe?" everyone (including most of the bots) took a few steps back. Annabelle, the sweetie that she is, moved closer to me."did you break something?" she asked me with worry in her big eyes. "I'm just a little sore, sweetie, nothing is broken. Except Megatron." at this everyone broke out into a grin. I looked down at the six-year old. "would you like to hear how I escaped?" she nodded, her eyes wide. I looked up and locked eyes with my gaurdian. "how about giving me a push to the couch, jazzy?"

He smiled and activated his holoform and pushed me gently to the couch. everyone followed and got comfy. They could tell a story was coming. All of the humans were here. Including maggie, glen, sarah, and a few other faces that were familiar but I couldn't place a name to. All of the autobots (with the exception of ratchet) were there. I started the story of how I escaped. " so word got out I'm the chosen one?" I asked everyone but looking straight at Optimus. "you are the chosen one." he replyed

with a straight face, but his optics crinkled with a smile. I started the story with me being on the yacht and queen starscream bringing me to megatron. After I had called him queen starscream several interrupted. "why in the pit would you call hi queen starscream?"

"oh, I call him that because….I need my laptop to show some pictures. Anyway, in a series he is very…flouncy, and very dramatic he gived off waaay to much flair, I think he is a drag queen ." that made the humans burst out laughing. And bee and ironhide. The rest of them didn't understand it. They tried to explain while laughing hard. As I continued with my story I didnt mention entai or black arachnid.I moved on to the glowing knapsack. I explained how starsong and the others helped me with creating my suit. I recalled what happened with thunder cracker and skywarp. that got a good laugh from I was telling my story, I took occasional gulps of water from a bottle someone gave me. I looked all around when I was talking and I noticed a bowl of m &m's. on the table, I thought how I would get some later and continued on with the story. I had everyone hanging on to my every word. I was telling everyone about the giant gun I was blasting at cons when I noticed that sam was no longer looking at me, he was looking at the table, almost scared. I looked at the others and saw that their head were turning that way too. I turned my sore neck to the table and I saw…

m & m's floating in the air. As soon as I looked at them they fell all over the table with a clatter.

And everyone looked back at me. with wide eyes and optics. "did I do that?" I asked in a small voice. optimus slowly the scientific one, wheel jack broke the silence and asked "can you do it again?" I looked at the bowl. "I don't know." I said. "you'll never know untill you try." sang bee's put a smile on my face. I turned the wheelchair to the table.I thought of the m &m's. I picked up my hand slowly, palm up. And with my hand the m &m's rose up into the air. I heard sideswipe say "well, if this don't frag all." and I also heard sarah scold him. "language!" she scolded him.

If I could do this, what else could I do. I felt the jitters from the chocolate bar I inhaled earlier. Now, for most people, chocolate is no problem.

And a hershy kiss or mini snickers now and then is fine, but a big chocolate bar? That makes me…hyper. as it was I was had little energy. But when the chocolate hit my brain, I became outright crazy hyper. I picked up my other hand and then moved them apart. The m &m's split into two groups. I wiggled my fingers and the small candies danced. I moved my pointer finger in a circle and it became a spining cyclone. I poked my fingers in the air and a few got knocked out of the cyclone. They flew over into my lap. The cyclone slowly fell back into the bowl and the candies were normal once again.

I picked up the few in my lap and popped two into my mouth. "anyone want one?" I asked with a grin. And then epps (bless him) started laughing. hard. "send two my way." he laughed out. I flicked my wrist with two fingers out in his direction. I winced a bit from the snap. Two small candies hit his chest. "can I get some?"

Asked sam, smiling. "me too!" said Annabelle. I made the cyclone again and laughed shooting candies at those who asked. I felt the little energy I had drain away the longer I did….whatever I was doing. Telekinesis? Levitation? Power over air? Or just the chosen one package.

The cyclone of chocolates fell , as I slumped in my chair(out of exsaustion) "the chosen one, need rest." I said. As jazz was at my side scanning me.(I can tell when they do it. It tingles!) my stomach grumbled loudly. "and food. The chosen one needs food." I added.

"lers get you to the cafeteria" said Sarah, her motherly instinct kicking in. "as long as someone pushes me, I'm good." I replied. So the crowd moved to the cafeteria.(with respected holo-forms for those who were unable to fit otherwise)While I inhaled an apple, 2 bananas and a giant clump of grapes, I finished my story of what happened. "I…don't mean to get your story wrong." said prowl,(who was tall, olive toned in a cop uniform) who was sitting next to jazz who was next to me. "but that wasn't barricade you beat the slag out of. It was me."

I blinked. "no, no! that was barricade! It wasn't you! You're joking!" I said with a laugh.

He looked me in the eye. "do I joke?" he asked me. Optimus interrupted. "ratchet changed his optic color and classification to that of his brother. On the outside, he was barricade. How do you think we got into their base?"

I blanched. I flashbacked to the fight when barricade tried to say something. "I'm not.."

Before I took him out.

"oh my gosh! I am SO sorry! I didn't let you talk. Can you forgive me?" I hung my head In shame. He reached over and patted my hand. "you didn't know. How could you? Of course I forgive you." he said with a big smile (well, big for him) I returned the smile. "I need to talk to you later about a list." I said with my smile turning into my evil grin. Several noticed this grin, and looked slightly scared. prowl didn't know me yet and just tilted his head in confusion. "the chosen one is content." I announced.I didn't know but ratchet waked in (holo-form dr. R) and announced "the chosen one needs to rest." "but" "no buts" he said folding his arms. it was the chocolate still in my system that made me snort from his line.

"the chosen one is fine." I said I waved my hand and made everything on the table rise (2 banana peels, 4 pepsi cans,3 bottles of water, 1 mountain dew.) I only held it for a few seconds before everything crashed back down onto the table. my energy drained. "the chosen one is not fine. An if the chosen one keeps it up, the chosen one will be spending a week in the med bay!"

Said ratchet with a straight face.

I gave in. "fine. The chosen one will rest. But the chosen one would prefer if everyone stopped calling her the chosen one." "would you prefer ingrown history book?" asked Sam poking fun at what I called him earlier. "I'll stick with the chosen one." I told him with a grin."

Ratchet wheeled me off. I turned around and yelled back to everyone. "today was just the beginning! tomorrow will be epic!"

When I turned away, some shared weary glances. Ratchet was pushing my down a hallway. it wasn't to the med bay. "where are you taking me?" I asked. "to a place where you will relax and rest." he answered stopping in front of a familiar door. "my room!"he brought me inside and went into the bathroom. I heard water running. "a soak in hot water will relive the tention in your muscles." he said with a soft smile. "try to stay off your feet. doctors orders."

He said closing the door behind him.

I took a long ,hot bath. And it felt glorious.

After I searched my suitcase. In the bottom corner, where I left it, was the bag of matrix dust. I opened it ever so slowly, and took out a few grains. I closed the bag and put the grain in the palm of my hand. "heal." I whispered. The silvery dust slid off my hands. In a few seconds I felt so much better. But I was so exhausted from using my….powers I barely managed to drag myself to the bed. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.