Military Base
Darkness, that is all I could see. I am….I don't know who I am. I don't know who I am, and how I got here. I don't have memories, but I feel like I should. Everyday I could hear footsteps, small but loud. I don't know how long I have been here, but I have been here for a while. I can't see anything, but my hearing is able to make some sense of what the creatures are saying. And for any reason, I can understand them. Everyday as they walked past me, they always talked about how they captured another 'MECH' operative, and how he gave them information.
"Yeah didn't you here, the Autobots discovered another MECH facility." a soldier said.
There's that word again, Autobot, who or what ever they are they must be important. These creatures always talked about the Autobots like their other worldly, but I could never understand it. The feeling that I have about my body is that I think I should be able to move, but every time I try it never works. I always lay on my back not knowing what is out there, but i'm also afraid of what could be out there. Not knowing anything puts you in a panic, especially in my case. The thing i'm laying in is hard and cold, but it causes an echo when ever the creatures walk on it. Right now I don't know what to do, I want to learn who I am and why I am here, but i'm also terrified to find out what my purpose is. As I keep thinking about this I could hear what the creatures are saying. There are two of them, one is loud and obnoxious while the other barely talks at all. I recognize their voices, they come around here a lot. I believe the loud one is named Markus, while the quiet one is named Linda. Most of the time I don't understand what they're saying, but today they say something that sparks my interest.
"Have you ever met any of the Autobots before?" Markus asked.
"No, only Agent Fowler is allowed to." Linda said. "But I did hear that they are giants. You?"
"I wish, but I guess I can't since we patrol what's left of MECH and their experiments." Markus said. "I mean look at this, plasma weaponry, ion cannons, hell even this thing."
I could feel the small touch of the creature on my neck, like it was wondering what I was also. But as soon as he said that, something activated inside me. What I presume as eyes turned on, but something was in the way of them. A small screen opened up and it read, 'Activating Nemesis, power at 60%.' Nemesis, is that who I was, is that my name? If it said activating, then that should mean that I am finally able to move! I try and move what I think is my arm, and it works! I am filled with joy that I am able to move what limbs I have. I decide to move my second arm, and it works also. The joy I am feeling of finally being able to move in immense, so much so that the two creatures yell.
"What did you do!?" Linda asked.
"I just touched it." Markus said. "I didn't know it would activate."
They activated me, they gave me what I wanted for the longest time! The sounds of their footsteps were going away, like they were running. But I didn't care, I have what I dreamed for and now I can see what the world is like. I put my arm on the cold floor, pushing myself up to see what the world is like. The world I see is filled with machinery and boxes, a lot of machinery and boxes. As I move my head around, I accidentally hit one of the many lights on the top of the world. I hold it in place to see what it looks like, but then I notice my own body. I let go of the light and focus on my body, and it was amazing. My hands were flat and square shaped, and my arms were a faded red. I looked at the rest of my body and noticed that the rest of it was faded, I must have been here a long time for that to happen. As I was inspecting myself, a loud noise came from out of nowhere.
*Code red, code red, all units go to storage unit 11-C.* the man said. *This is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill.*
A code red, I heard of these before. They usually do this once in a while, but it's always a test. But if the person isn't saying this is a drill, then there must be a danger around. My fight or flight instincts kicked in, to scared to think straight. I look around wildly for an escape route, if there is danger here then I don't want to be anywhere close to it. As I look I see a small rectangular light coming from another edge of the world. What I could see was another part of it, a new side to the world. I did some thinking and decided to take the chance, deciding to get up and run for it. Getting up was the hard part, what I presume to be legs were weird to maneuver at first. As I got a foothold on standing up on my own, I walked towards the light, only to fall down and crash through it.
First time walking isn't a guaranteed thing at first, but I think I can get the hang of it. As I look up I see several vehicles all around me, pointing some sort of tube at me. I try and get off the ground, thinking these were Markus' and Linda's friends. As soon as I got up I feel several small things hitting me, and they hurt. I tried to shield myself with my massive arms, only to feel the pain coming from my arms as well. I look at the vehicles and they are the ones throwing these small things at me. I thought they were my friends, but now I see that they are the ones that were warned about from the code red. Using what little knowledge I have gathered, I ran past the vehicles and for what is called a gate.
The little things that kept hitting me were now hitting my back, and it still hurt. As I got to the gate I noticed that it wasn't that impressive, just some twisted metal slapped onto the ground. But if this was my home and it was now overrun by whatever they are, I had to get out of here. I decided to jump over the gate, landing on my feet but falling over since I still didn't know how to use them. The little things kept hitting me, these guys were persistent of trying to take me down. I got up and started to run again, but the small things kept coming and didn't stop. All I wanted to do right now was to try and get away, but theses things were everywhere. As I thought of getting away my body started to morph, started to transform. I didn't know what was happening, all I do know is that i'm now one of those vehicles. What controls I had were weird to say the least, how did I go. I could feel three large buttons under a turning wheel, but I didn't know which one to press. As I pressed the first one my body went forward, and fast. There was a gauge that I believe showed how fast I was going, and all it said was seventy five. As I drove away the small things that were hitting me were now gone, I got away from them. I didn't know where to go, but I had to try and find somewhere safe for me.
Jasper High School
Hi, i'm Kiera, i'm an average school girl with good grades and life. But my life isn't normal like most people, I work with my dad at a scrap yard, helping him work on getting any spare parts and selling them to people who need it. Easy to say I didn't have a normal girl life, especially when that is the main part of people bullying me. People say that i'm not like anyone else since I don't talk about boys or make up, I usually talk about machines and fixing up cars. I don't really have much in the way of dress, all I really have is a t-shirt, some steel toed boots, and suspender jeans. I was raised to be tough, but only physically, mentally I suffer from being an outcast. Sure I can beat others with ease, but I still get the damage that they inflict on me. Usually I just keep my head low and try and get through every day like any normal person.
My dad and I get along great, but after my mother died due to the hospital bill being to high, things haven't been the same. Thankfully my father isn't an alcoholic, but we both miss her. Usually I take the bus back home, but today my dad was able to get off work and pick me up. Usually when he does this we go and get ice cream, he usually gets chocolate while I get mint chip. Once the day was over I walked out of the front of the school and waited for my dad. Everyone now had their own cars, but since money is tight I can't buy my own, even though I have a driver's license and am seventeen years of age. I am sitting down on the steps waiting for my dad when I hear someone whistle at me. I turn around and see the school bully, Vince, nobody liked Vince but people decide to not get involved when he harrasses people.
"How is it going?" Vince asked with a smug grin.
"What do you want, Vince?" I said annoyed.
"Just wanting to see how a lovely lady is doing." Vince said sitting next to me.
"Oh please, like any girl would want you as a boyfriend." I said. "Why don't you just harass someone else like Jack Darby?"
"Because he's an old sock, not much use after a while." Vince said wrapping his arm around me. "Besides, I think we can get to know each other."
"No, i'm not some tramp that gets jack hammered by every guy in school like the cheerleaders." I said with venom in my voice. "So just go away."
"Oh come on, how do you know if you never tried it?" Vince asked.
"Sorry, but I don't do drugs." I said. "So just leave me alone."
"Geez, is that the attitude that killed your mother?" Vince said with a laugh.
Right as he said that, I sucher punched him in his stupid jaw. Vince fell back, shocked by what I had just did. I climbed on top of him and started to turn his face into spaghetti. He tried to fight back, but my punches were too much for him. Since I worked in a shop for most of my life, I got pretty strong for a girl my age, I was even stronger than some of the boys in school. As I was turning Vinces face to jello, I started to cry profusely from what he had said about my mother. The other students that were still there either stood in shock or were recording the entire thing, but I didn't care, I wanted him to pay. My blind fury was stopped when I was pulled back by a more powerful adult, my father. He pulled me off of Vince and put me on the curb, trying to calm me down. As I tried to get past my father he held me down and sung the lullaby that he and mother would sing to me to go to sleep. After a few seconds of hearing it I calmed down from my blind rage, but still crying from what Vince had said. The principal came out to see what was going on, since he was looking at the security cameras.
"What happened?" the principal asked.
"That bitch attacked me!" Vince yelled pointing at me.
"Y-you started it!" I yelled through my tears.
"Both of you, in my office, now!" the principal said.
"No, she will not be going." my father said. "We will be going home so I can calm her down, is that understood?"
"They fought, so as the principal of the school, I will have to talk to each of them." the principal said.
"If it were school hours, but since school was over fifteen minutes ago then the students are off the clock." my father said trying to comfort me.
"The fight was still on school grounds, so no matter what hour they still have to come in." the principal said.
"Then I will have to talk to the county, on how you turn a blind eye on the bullies when they mess up and how they harass other students when the teachers do nothing." my father said. "Because I know the last thing you want is them getting involved and taking you out of power."
"I um….y-you may go." the principal said.
"Good choice." My father said turning back to me. "You alright?"
"Y-yes." I said wiping away the tears on my cheeks.
"Okay, lets go." My father said picking me up from the ground and placing me into his truck. As we drove home, I wanted to tell him what Vince had said, but I didn't have the courage. We didn't stop for ice cream like we usually do, but he did say that there was a gift that he had for me once we got back to our home. Once we got there, I remember what it was like. Our home was part house and part workshop. The top half was our home with two bedrooms, a living room, small dining room, and kitchen. The lower half was where we sold and repaired parts and cars, and the entire backyard was the scrap yard. The shop was called 'Don and Daughters Fix and Repair', not a bad name for something just outside of town. We got out of the truck and walked into the shop, smelling the oil and rust of it all.
"So, what is it that you wanted to show me?" I asked my father.
"It's out back." my father said opening the door to the scrap yard. "Come on."
I followed him into the scrap yard, where there were broken down and totaled cars. As we were walking around to the back, I was wondering what my father had done to bring me all the way out here. We went to the supply dock and that is where I saw it, a semi-truck parked there. I was even more confused, what was a semi-truck doing here?
"Uh, what is this?" I asked.
"Don't know, it came out of nowhere. There's no license plate, and it looks like it has been damaged a lot." my dad said. "But if it got here then it would have had to be driven here."
"What are you getting at?" I asked.
"This will be your first car." my father said.
"Wait, my first car!?" I asked in shock.
"Yeah, granted it's not what I would have thought of your first car, but I already got the paperwork for you to drive it." my father said. "And I checked with the law and it says that you can drive any vehicle to school."
"Oh my god, this is great!" I yelled in joy. "I finally get to drive my own vehicle!"
"But, it is damaged, so if you can fix what it needs, then you can drive it." my father said.
"Oh thank you!" I said giving my dad a peck on the cheek. "I will fix this thing in no time!"
Hey guys, I hope you all like this new fanfiction, this is for a great friend of mine and I hope you enjoy it, please send feedback and have a great day.