After being stuck in the basement for the whole day, I finally get to back to my 'room.' When the hatch closes, I quickly yet silently, start packing up a small bag with little snacks I've managed to steal from the kitchen and a sweater for the cold weather, because tonight I'm leaving. At eleven o'clock, I get out of my makeshift bed and head over to the window, while grabbing my bag that was hidden underneath the floorboards. Reaching the window, I slowly open it so it doesn't make a sound, and I look down to see a bush three stories below me. Taking in a deep breath, I place my feet in the threshold of the window, I breathe out. Closing my eyes and taking another breath in, I let myself fall.
Landing in the bush came with snaps of the branches breaking with my weight of the fall, and a lot of scratches and bruises. I stay in the bush, taking deep breaths in and out, scared that they could have woken up from the noise. After a couple of minutes, I slowly start getting up clenching my teeth together to keep myself from making any noise of pain, in fear that the two inside will hear me. Limping to the sidewalk to my left, I started heading towards the highway with no real destination in mind.
About an hour later, on the roads near a slu, I hear helicopters flying around as if they are trying to find something -or someone- you never know. Walking past a bridge, I see a copter fly under it, and once it passes I hear a scream saying, "No! No! No, Sam! Sam, don't drop me! Sam, don't! Sam, don't! I'm slipping! I'm slipping!"
Suddenly I see two humanoid figures falling from under the bridge, and two giant mechanical legs swing downs as if they are trying to catch them, only to bounce off. Almost hitting the ground a human-like machine suddenly appears out of nowhere and catches the two, doing a roll to land. Gently the yellow and black robot placed the humans down, only to be shot at with nets, dragging the bot to the ground. The teenagers seem like they are trying to stop them from harming the poor bot by shoving the men to the ground, only for the boy to be tackled to the ground. The two get dragged to a make in a vest and boxers to exchange some words before being pushed into a van.
As the vans and helicopters leave the scene, four machines gather around a certain spot that the boy fell from, and the tallest one -coloured with blue and red- bends down to pick something too small for me to see. The silver bot speaks out, but the blue and red one shakes its head in disagreement as he responds to the bot. Suddenly the big black bot speaks up loud enough for me to hear, "They're taking them."
"Stand down, that's an order!" the red and blue bot says with a hard look, that turns guilty as it looks at the object between it's fingers. "Autobots, roll out."
Right after red and blue spoke, the four of them transform into our vehicles. Said bot turns to a semi with red flames, the silver into a Pontiac Solstice, the green-yellow bot into a rescue Hummer, and the black one into a GMC TopKick. Backing away from the edge, I go to the middle of the road seeing no cars coming or going.
Closing my eyes for a little as I walk, I take a deep breath to 'taste' my new freedom. Feeling the cold air of the night, I smile, only to suddenly feel my body go flying with pain in my left side. Rolling somewhere, everywhere on my body erupted in pain, and on my stomach I can faintly hear a conversation happening around me.
"Frag! What was that?" a voice rasps out.
"You hit a human, idiot." an amused voice answers.
"Ratchet, can you help her?" a low voice rumbles in question.
"Humph, of course... Ironhide you really need to watch where you're going, I may have studied their medicines, but that doesn't mean I can just pull out pain relief from my sub space." a new one speaks up.
"B-bag," I stutter after I heard the comment about pain relief.
"You have some?" the last one asks.
I groan out a yes as the pain intensifies when I try to move myself.
"Don't do that! You could make your injuries worse..." he's silent for a little before, "We need to get you to the hospital-"
"NO" I gasp loudly as a pair of hands touch my back.
"Why not youngling?" a voice rumbles closer to me this time.
"I don't..." I started slowly but desperately, "want to... go back... to that... place... of hell."
Someone hums before the deep voice rumbles again, "Ratchet, can you help her?"
"I can, Optimus, but I would need some bandages and something to make two casts for the broken bones."
"I'll go," the once amused voice now serious, "'Hide can apologize while I'm gone."
Nobody made a sound except for someone to be walking to my head, and this person sat down to gently strokes my head while saying, "I'm sorry youngling, I didn't see ya on the road."
Slowly start to relax at the continuous movement on my head, I argue with him, "No, it was my... fault. I was... in the middle... of a freaking... road... you were where... you were... supposed to be... I was not."
"Don't argue, or I'm gonna start callin' ya sparkling for that attitude," the man growls playfully still strokes my head.
I smile at what he said, but I opened my eyes to look at him to see a dark almond-skinned male with a scar over one of his bright blue eyes and he has short black hair. He's wearing a black shirt with an army coat over top with black loose pants and standard black military boots.
"There you are!" he starts playfully as he sees my eyes, "Much better then darkness aye?"
Beaming at him, I try to move my head only for the man to put a little more pressure to keep me from moving. "If ya squirm around you'll be in more pain."
Closing my eyes as I start dozing off, the man asks me if I'm sleepy I answer with a raspy, "Yes."
"'Hide you have to keep her awake until Jazz gets back," 'Ratchet' speaks sternly to the man in front of me.
"I'll try, Ratchet," he responds before asking me, "What's your name youngling?"
"Mira."
"Mira, if you go to sleep, there's a chance you'll never wake up." Ratchet say to me with concern.
"What if... I don't want... to wake up?" I ask still feeling the pain.
It was silent for a little before the amused-serious one came back by announcing, "I'm back."
"Give it here, Jazz," Ratchet requested.
A couple of things landed on the ground sooner then the silence, only broken as a hand moves one of my legs making me squeal in pain. After, what it felt like a long time, the touching stopped and the feeling of pain in that area goes down slightly.
"'Hide, get her to take this," Ratchet starts before adding, "It will dull her pain a little."
"Mira?" 'Hide calls out to me, "Can you open your mouth and swallow a pill for me? It'll make the pain go away for a little."
Panting, I open my mouth for the medicine and he places it in sooner than instructing, "Swallow now youngling." Swallowing it dry was hard, but I managed and as time passes the pain slowly goes away.
"Do you feel this?" Ratchet asks as he places a hand on my back.
"Not bad," I answered truthfully, wanting this to end I add, "Hurry."