School suddenly decided to smack me in the face and leave on the ground with a broken nose. Not literally, but you understand what I mean. Also, my school district is having us go back on the second of Nov. With things looking in my city, I think that's going to change.

This form was growing more and more uncomfortable the longer I flew; yet we weren't at a safe enough distance from the ship. The rumbling from the robot jets could still be heard miles away. They were expanding their circle of search which meant I had to continue flying.

Wind whipped around us as a storm began to slowly brew. The humidity increasing with rain threatening to fall. Dirty water seeping into my open wounds was a no thank you from me.

Off in the distance, a rundown building appeared. My body ached at just the thought of continuing for that far of a stretch. Come on, just a little bit longer. I forced my wings to down stroke a few extra times and quickened the pace. You couldn't rush perfection but screw that, everything hurt to move, including the membrane on my wing. That plasma shot hurt!

There are houses that had people in them nearby the building so we had to be careful. A homeless person or stupid kids could also be there, adding more on to my plate than I could handle. Go save this damsel in distress, they said. It would be fun, they said. They forgot to mention she wouldn't leave behind a grumpy tin can that weighed a ton, literally.

The mission was meant to be an in and out plan not grab the over grown toaster who unable to defend himself. My first solo mission and everything went to crap. Yes, I did save two beings instead of one but getting spotted and nearly captured wasn't part of the plan at all. If this does go onto Jasper records, Mia is going to hear about this. She's going to lose her marbles, big time.

My landing was rough as I dropped the robot a few feet off the ground and crumpled to the floor in extreme agony. A roar/cry rippled from my throat as my body forced itself to shift back to its normal state, painfully.

Both Anna and Sunny stood there, off to the side, and watched the process. My body twitched as bones snapped and muscles ripped until the finally piece was put back into place. I stumbled to my feet and unashamed, stared up at the two. "What?" I hoarse questioned before strolling over to the door, hiding the small limp from the wound in my leg.

Pain still flooded my systems but I had to act like nothing happened. "That's all you're going to say after that?" Sunny asked in bewilderment. He didn't get a reaction from me. I took another step then my legs gave out from under me.

Tears threatened to fall. Anna's tiny footsteps could be heard timidly making their way over to me. "Midnigh-t, are you o-kay?" Was I fine? No, I needed to sleep and eat something in the morning to regain some of my lost energy.

I put on a fake smile to reassure the kid that I was okay. "Yeah, just dizzy." That wasn't a lie; my head felt like I was swimming with the fishes. "Give me a moment. You two can head in and check it out." She gazed back up to the iron giant and received a shrug.

"Well, alrigh-t. If you need help, jus-t call ou-t t-to us." With that, she and the tin can left me for the falling apart building. Sunny easily opened the ten foot tall metal doors and let themselves in. I stayed on my hands and knees to gather myself and let a couple of tears drop. No one was around to see me cry, the two were already inside.

Bile rose in my throat as the dizziness didn't disappear. I attempted to stop the inevitable. Whatever was left over in my stomach from yesterday spilled onto the ground. I gritted my teeth as most of it was just stomach acid and burned my throat. Oh, what my life has become.

Even after puking, it didn't help me once-of-ever. I shakily stood and stumbled over to the building. By the look of it, there have been people here from graffiti on the walls to soda cans and other garbage thrown about. Anna and Sunny had made the left corner furthest from the door their temporary home. The poor girl was shivering from fall's cold nights.

A groan came from me; I knew what I had to do to keep the kid from freezing.

Off in the right corner closest to the door was a pile of broken wood. Perfect. I carried most of the wood over to the two of them and collapsed on my knees. Most of my energy was gone, depleted due to today's activities. I had barely enough to start a spark for a fire.

Both the human and machine stared at me in confusion. I ignored them and fought through the exhaustion settling in my bones. My job wasn't done just yet.

Three sparks appeared in my hand after focusing but they died off quicker than I could move. I growled lowly at the rising irritation and let that fuel the need for fire. A tiny fire flickered to life in my hands. I dropped it into the middle of the wood and hoped that was all.

The fire almost died out from the lost of its fuel but attached itself to the wood. With its new fuel source, flames grew in size and produced more heat. Anna glanced at her giant friend before scooting over to the heat source.

Her shivering began to slowly become unnoticeable the longer she stayed closer the fire. "Th-thank you," she expressed gratitude towards me. Unlike me, a blush grew on my cheeks. I hid it by turning my face to the side. My brain raked for the last time someone had thanked me.

No one.

"Yeah, whatever," I mumbled and fell roughly onto my back. Everything, and I mean everything, hurt, including breathing.

Moments of silence embraced me. It was wonderful. "So, are we going to discuss about the situation or what?" Sunny spoke up and broke the soothing silence. I rolled my eyes then allowed them to close and crossed my arms sternly.

"No." My answer was short and sweet, just the way I liked it.

Sunny shifted a little in his spot and caused his gears to screech and grind. That was going to get annoying real soon. "I say we do. First off: what in the pit are you?" he tried to start a twenty questions game. Little did he know, he wouldn't get that answer. At least not tonight.

"We'll talk in the morning. I'm in extreme pain and discomfort. Also I saved both of you, I think I earn a night of rest," I grounded out and opened an eye to glare at them. The yellow robot wanted to say something else but the young girl stopped him.

"Yeah, that's fine. You definitely do," she answered and gave Sunny a look for him to back off. I hummed and allowed myself to easily drift off into sleep.

Whispered arguing could be heard the moment I woke up. Pain flared up throughout my entire body without having to move. I grumbled incoherent curse words under my breath and sat up to face the dreaded morning.

Sunlight bled through the broken walls and ceilings. Hours old smoke hung lowly to the ground and stuck to my clothing. I slid my gaze over to the noise and lightly glared at the two who woke me up.

Anna gave me a nervous yet sweet smile. "Morning, Midnight," she greeted and tried to act they weren't up to anything. If it didn't concern me, what's the point of putting my nose in where it didn't belong. I ignored her strange behavior and groggily got to my feet. "Did, uh, did you sleep well?" Why is she asking me that?

I raised a questioning eyebrow at her and begun stretching almost every muscle. "Yeah, I guess. As much you can while sleeping on concrete. And you?" I threw back in a lazy attempt to make small talk.

Why not? The kid was only like six or seven and didn't ask to be captured by Jasper and the Decepticons. There's no reason for me to act nasty towards her. The giant tin can on the other hand. He deserved any rude comments. "Pretty good. Better than… you know. The fire helped a lot too." I dipped my head and observed our surroundings truly this time.

Nothing seemed to be out of place. No new human scents, a plus. No cameras. This place was definitely abandoned, that was for sure.

"Since you're up, we can have our discussion. What are you?" Sunny hostilely started and tried to get to his wheeled feet. His injuries were too severe to move and forced him back down on the ground. Anna cringed at the sound of grinding gears and sorrowfully gazed at him. The girl showed her concern for him outwardly. Why though? Is he not just a machine?

"We're in the same boat then." His metal eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. For a being made of complete metal, he can sure show emotion like a human. "I don't know what I am. What title or species name a scientist would give me. But for the time being, I just named my new species draconic. Now, my turn. What are you?"

Anna turned to give me the same saddened expression she gave Sunny. I ignored her though and didn't accept her pity.

"A Cybertronian. Or what your kind calls us, aliens." Aliens? Aliens. Seemed like the truth. Humans didn't have that kind of technology yet for robotics. Which meant those others were aliens. Of course the government wouldn't say anything or that would cause a panic worldwide. "How did you know where to find us? How do you know of the Decepticons?"

"A friend of mine from Aztec directed me to a Jasper base." At the mention of Jasper, his 'eyes' narrowed. "I stole some data and find out about these 'Decepticon' fellows. I looked through the data and saw they had kidnapped a young girl. Knowing Jaspers reputation of abusing and killing kids, I went to save her. I had no clue who the Decepticons were or that you were there. But Anna made me save you and here we are," I gave the simple version of yesterday's events before meeting the two of them.

His oh-so scary and threatening glare only deepened. "Do you work with Jasper?" A fresh wave of anger rushed through me. How dare he-!?

"No!" I snarled and was on the verge of lunging at him. "I want to tear every single human who sides with Jasper apart, slowly and painfully." Then I realized there was a kid present and calmed myself down immediately. "I mean, I despise every single one of them with a passion. What about you? Who do you work with or for?"

Sunny stayed quiet for a moment, looking like he contemplating whether or not to answer me. "You already know of the Decepticons. What about the Autobots?" The name had appeared once or twice in the folders. Which reminds me…

I glance down at my watch and did a double take. It was gone! My eyes scanned the floor of the entire building and came up empty-handed. Where did it go?! Wait. The shift. It was quick and a large animal. The band of the watch can grow to an extent to fit most animal's size. Unless I do it too fast and it won't have enough time to grow with me. Mia is going to go beyond crazy is she doesn't get an update. "What are you freaking out about for?"

The watch was my only remote connection to Aztec, my only way to get information. "My watch. I lost it. It held all the information I gathered now it's gone. And I do know the name of the Autobots but only because it was mixed in with the Decepticons information," I answered and pinched at the bridge of my nose. Today wasn't going to be a good day, at all.

"Does that mean you'll help me get back to my daddy?" Anna questioned with hope growing in her voice. It didn't entirely surprise me that she had someone to go back to. My first plan of action was to set up a meeting place with Mia and drop off the kid with her. Aztec will take care of her and her family, I'm just doing the dirty work.

"Yeah, kid. Where is he? Give me a state." Tracking was a specialty of mine. I had a great sense of direction and had an idea of where each state sat.

"Colville, Washington. He also works with the Autobots, like Sunny here." Are you kidding me?! The furthest state away from us is where her father is. And he works with the Autobots. Is he an alien as well or something? "I miss him." Sorrow filled her tone of voice completely. Poor kid. That pulled at the heart strings even more.

Sunny must have seen the confusion on my face. "The government. We work with your human government," he clarified. My eyes widened.

You got to be kidding! "The government. Bad choice. Also, I don't know kid. They don't like people like me," I retaliated and took a couple of steps back.

Anna sprung to her feet. "But me and Sunny would protect you, right Sun?" Her eyes glanced up at said name with hope in them. "You saved us and we'll protect you. No one messes with Sunny or Sides," Anna promised.

"Whose Sides? And is your name actually Sunny because I'm getting the feeling it's a nickname," I questioned and sat down on the cold concrete.

Neither of them spoke and Sunny's attitude seemed to worse more than it already was. "Sideswipe is my twin brother who I haven't seen… or felt in the past month. And my name isn't Sunny. If you ever call me Sunny again, I won't be afraid to squish you under my pede." So the alien has a twin brother named Sideswipe who he can 'feel' or something on that lines. Also doesn't like to be called Sunny by me at least.

"So what is your name?"

"Sunstreaker. You?"

"Midnight." The same fake name I gave Annabelle. "So, you work with the government. Can't you call them or something to come pick you and the kid up?"

"My communications system was badly damage. I would've already done that so I wouldn't have to mingle with a human," he grounded out. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Half human," I corrected then stood back up, something felt off. Danger buzzed lowly, barely there but still enough to alert me.

"What?"

"I'm half human, half dragon with a tiny dose of other creatures that I don't know of. That's why I named my species draconic. I resemble a dragon, do I not? Let's put this conversation on hold. I can feel something amiss. I'll be back." Without giving them room to say anything else, I took to the skies and headed in a random direction. My muscles ached at the sudden movement.

Whatever it was quieted down, so this was the wrong direction to go. I turned a little to left for a fly around the building to test out where it was coming from. The building wasn't entirely far from the war ship but it was as far as my battered body could take us. It was better than nothing, is it not?

That spot on my wing still stung. You couldn't tell whether or not it was bruise since the membrane was already a dark color, lingering on the border of black and navy blue. Thankfully, there wasn't any sign of swelling which could mean a popped vein.

The feeling grew in the direction where we fled from. I decided not to risk accidently getting seen by anymore Decepticons and headed back to the building.

Anna and Sunstreaker were having a discussion about their plan of action when I landed. A smile graced her lips and she bounded over to me, yet worried could be seen bubbling in her eyes. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes and no. Those Decepticons are still hunting around for us. To err on the side of caution we need to move further away from them," I answered and turned my gaze over to Sunny. "Can you walk well enough for a few miles?"

He was resting his back against one of the metal supports. That same blue substance dripped down from a couple of random spots on his body and pooled below him. "Yes, I can. I'm not as weak as your kind," he bit back. I rolled my eyes for the fifth time this day and motioned for them to get move along. He struggled to his wheeled feet but somehow did it. His kind must be more resilient to pain than I thought. Did they even feel pain? Feel anything in general?

That I did not know. It didn't matter though. We can have that conversation for another day.

Without my watch, I was a bit lost on which roads to take. For direction, I knew we had to at least head northwest since we were around Georgia or Florida. Now, traveling with a bright yellow, grumpy, loud, alien robot wasn't going to be fun once-oh ever.

Sunstreaker scooped the young girl into his grasp and took front of the pack. With him slowly making his way down this road, flying would cost me too much energy of just hovering. I picked up the rear and kept my head on a swivel, including watching the skies. Those robots could shift into jets, could he as well? Wouldn't he already done so, so we aren't having to walk all the way to Washington?

"Hey, Sunstreaker. Can't you shift into a jet like those Decepticons? It would make this trip so much easier," I called out.

"No, I'm not a seeker." Wow, he was acting a little bit more civil towards me.

"What do you 'transform' into? Can you still transform though?" I caught onto the words he was using.

"An Lamborghini Aventador S. No, I can't. My hip gear is out of place." I hummed to appreciate his choice of a Lamborghini.

"Maybe further along, I help fix your hip thingy." We fell back into silence as we cut through a forest. Sunstreaker was having some trouble going through some of the trees and would have to take another route, adding more time that we didn't have.