"AAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!"

SLAM!

"I CANNOT EVEN ENTRUST MY SECOND-IN-COMMAND AND MY SCOUT TO TAKE CARE OF A HUMAN GIRL!" Megatron's voice thundered and almost shook the room. The human had simply slipped from their grasp and no one had the circuitry to be able to reclaim her. On top of that, their other human prisoner had escaped. The Decepticon warlord was seething with pure rage.

"L-l-lord Megatron, allow me…" Starscream started to say. Megatron swung to face him and grabbed his throat, sending Starscream into the back wall, squirming in his grasp.

"Allow you to what? Retrieve her and fail me yet again, Starscream? Your feeble attempts to do my bidding are dwindling." Megatron tightened his grip on the jet's throat. Starscream tried flailing his servos around.

"N-no!"

"Then, pray tell, what do you propose I do to fix your mess?! You and Barricade allowed the fleshling to escape! She was able to teleport within this room! Why wasn't she restrained?!" Megatron threateningly asked. His helm was inches from Starscream and up close, the Decepticon tyrant was frightening, especially up close. Silence filled the room and when no answer was spoken, Megatron grabbed Starscream and slammed him into the ground. As Starscream struggled to get back up, Megatron intimidatingly stepped toward him, fusion cannon charging up.

"W-w-wait! Lord Megatron! Please! I have a plan to retrieve her for you!" the seeker pleaded to him. At that, Megatron froze for a few seconds and ever so slowly, lowered his cannon. His menacing glare pierced through Starscream's very spark. Starscream shrunk in his position on the floor as he looked fearfully at the Decepticon leader.

"The other fleshing prisoner, the one we originally thought was the girl. We implanted a tracking device on her. Surely, wherever she went, the one with the Allspark will be there also!" Starscream proposed. Silence followed and it was deafening. Megatron did not want to waste resources on finding a lost prisoner, but he needed to find the Allspark again in order to have his plan carried out. Here, the tyrant had little to no options. Either he could do nothing or waste precious time thinking about what to do. Megatron retracted his weapon and glanced at his SIC.

"It seems as though you aren't entirely useless, Starscream. Find Soundwave and track them down. Report back to me when you have located them immediately." He hissed angrily. Starscream arose from the ground and bowed.

"Right away, Lord Megatron." As soon as Starscream left the room, he made his way towards the security room. Once he was earshot away from Megatron, he muttered to himself

"Oh, Megatron. You will soon fully see what I am capable of…"

Emily's POV

My feet hastily touched the ground as Lacie and I ported to our location. We ended up behind some trees so we didn't attract attention to ourselves. I poked my head out from behind the tree and looked around. Across the road was the highway and to the left were some business buildings. I sighed in relief. We made it. I had ported us to the location that I sent in my message to the Autobots.

"Where are we exactly, Em?" Lacie asked me. Confusion was written all over her face as she glanced around. I simply replied

"Dealey Plaza."

Her eyes widened at my answer, obviously knowing what state we were in and she said

"We're in Dallas? Why?" she asked. I slowly answered

"This is the place I encrypted in the message for the Autobots to come and get us." Lacie gave me a 'What the hell?' look. I silently shrugged my shoulders and flipped my hands up, as if to say 'What?'. I took another look around to check if the coast was clear, and it was. I then sat down, leaning my back against the tree behind me and slowly breathed in and out. Lacie followed suit. We sat there for what seemed like forever hours before Lacie fell asleep. Technically, I didn't blame her. We were kidnapped and chased by an evil douche-bag of a Decepticon leader. Lacie was not doubt joyful that she was free from them. But I, on the other hand, was afraid and confused.

I tried to wrap my head around everything that had happened so far. Ever since Mission City, I saved Lennox from the building collapse. Frankly, I don't know why made that decision. But if I hadn't, he would have gotten hurt or worse, died. So, once I did, I exposed myself and my powers to people. I then met the Autobots, whom I learned were a part of N.E.S.T. and had worked with my parents. To make matters even more interesting, I found out that Jazz of all people was supposed to be my guardian. Yet he wasn't there to save my parents.

He wasn't there when I needed him.

What has already happened cannot be undone. It is not his fault.

Primus' voice made me jerk to attention. Why was he talking to me now?

Is there a reason why you chose me? Why me to do any of this? You could have picked someone else. I thought with a mental glare. I wanted answers and now was a great time to get them.

You have certain traits almost everyone else does not have.

And what would that be?

Hope. Passion. Divinity.

I snorted.

Just because I'm hopeful and committed about things doesn't make me worthy of anything. Heck, you could've asked Optimus to resurrect a friggin' planet! He has enough that…

Primus was quiet for a moment before he replied.

But he is not you.

I literally threw my hands up in the air in frustration and groaned. Why did Primus have to speak in riddles? Was this some sort of riddle-me-this game to him? How did I have enough hope to become the 'Chosen One'? What did that even mean? It seemed to me that Primus was really going to tell me anything useful. Maybe he wanted me to find out for myself? I had no clue. I laid there, thinking over what Primus had said. He chose me for a reason. I closed my eyes to try and think.

Alright, so I touched the Allspark ad got powers. Now, these powers are supposed to help and be able to bring back Cybertron, which I had to do soon. The question was: when? Also, I had to deal with the Decepticons trying to use me for ruling Cybertron and more than likely, Earth too.

Suddenly, I felt the ground vibrate and the sound of footsteps broke me out of my thoughts. They sounded like they were coming from the road. My mind began to swirl. Was it Lennox and the bots? Or did the 'Cons find us again? I suddenly became very scared. What if I died at the hands of the Decepticons, just like my parents? I didn't want to die! Shakily, I gripped the grass by my feet and tried to refrain from breathing too loud. If it was the 'Cons, then they would already know we were here if they heard us. The footsteps and vibrating stopped and voices came within earshot.

"Come out, come out wherever you are, fleshy!" an eerie voice split the air. My eyes widened and breathing almost stopped cold. That was obviously not the Autobots. I quickly looked over at Lacie, who was now awake and looking at me with a horrified expression. I managed to bring my finger to my lips and she nodded.

Oh mama, I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the law
Lawman has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my home

"Did you really think you would be able to escape us? We have eyes everywhere. Your little friend has a locating beacon that lead us straight to you." The creepy voice spoke again. My head snapped to Lacie. Her eyes widened and she looked frantically at herself as she tried to find what the device was. She stopped and her hand hovered over the back of her head. Realization dawned on me. They had implanted a chip in Lacie, in case she would escape and they could get her back. They knew where we were. Did Lacie know about the chip? Could I trust her? I heard footsteps get closer and closer to where we were sitting. It must have seemed like it was a void because the air was deadly silent. I could even hear my heartbeat.

Oh mama, I can hear your crying you're so scared and all alone

Neither one of us breathed. We didn't move.

Hangman is coming down from the gallows and I don't have very long

"Found you."

The jig is up the news is out they've finally found me
The renegade who had it made retrieved for a bounty

I don't remember who screamed. All I know was that I felt arms wrap around my body and I started thrashing around, my body flickering between visibility.

Let me go! Let me go! My mind was screaming.

Never more to go astray

I'm the wanted man

I had never been so terrified in my life. My vision started to blur as I tried to see if Lacie was safe. She looked like she was being taken also. Her captor had familiar red eyes and he was grinning like the Mad Hatter. I could have sworn that as I continued to fight against the arms around my body, someone called my name. I couldn't tell who it was. Two new figures came into view, one red and blue and the other black. The next thing I knew; I was on the ground. Lacie's blurred face met mine and it looked like she was trying to talk to me. But I couldn't make out what she was saying.

"Em…you…going…"

My body tried to stay awake. I didn't know why the Decepticons released us. Did something or someone intervene? Who was it? I blinked and attempted to see my surroundings. Grunts and the faint sounds of fists flying told me that whoever came was fighting off the 'Cons' holoforms. How did I know that it was the Decepticons' holoforms? Their eyes. I'm not that oblivious. No one I knew or had seen except Lacie had red eyes. My vision started to return to normal and I tried to sit up. As I did, a wave of dizziness hit me. I groaned.

"You shouldn't move." Lacie told me. I ignored her and strained to maneuvered myself to see who was fighting off the 'Cons. Lacie helped me and we peered out to see.

"Who are they?" I rasped out, my voice wonky from not using it.
"I don't know."
We ducked back behind the tree and waited for what seemed like forever. The ground started to shake again and the sound of jet engines and tires screeching told us that the fight was over. But I don't dare look to see who remained behind. If the Decepticons won, then we were screwed.
Silence followed as we waited some more and soon, footsteps made their way towards us. With each step, the fear rose within me. Lacie was scared too. I didn't want to lose her a second time! All of a sudden, a clear face met mine. I shrieked, scared that it was the same 'Cons who attacked us and backed away. Lacie gripped my arm in fear.

"Em! Em, it's meh. It's Jazz!" I immediately stopped. I recognized that accent anywhere. I stared at the man. His dark skin and familiar silver jacket and white pants gave him away. His eyes stared back at me with worry. My eyes started to water and I slowly got up, trying to stand. Once I stood, I wobbled my way into Jazz's arms, my prosthetic leg flaring in pain from its overuse. But I ignored it.
He's here. I'm ok. Lacie is ok. I thought over and over.
"Ah thought Ah lost you." Jazz murmured to me.
I started to cry quietly in his arms, emotions from the past day resurfacing. I was exhausted and overwhelmed.
"It's ah'right. It's okay. You're safe now."
I then remembered Lacie was standing there, unsure of what was going on and no doubt questioning who this was.
"L-L-Lacie, i-i-its ok. H-He's a friend." I stuttered. She makes her way over and out of the corner of my eye, another man comes over. I knew who it was.
It was Optimus.
Well, his holoform. Anyways, I remained glued to Jazz when he arrived and Optimus asked if I was alright. I tried to tell him I was ok but I was a wreck. I couldn't find any words to say. But, I did let him know Lacie may need to be looked, considering she had been a prisoner of war for a long time.
After a few minutes, Jazz and Optimus led us to their alt-modes, where Ironhide and a red Lamborghini were nearby. Who was the other bot with Ironhide? I thought. I assumed I would find out later on. But I got a strange vibe from it, as if I had seen it before. I shook the feeling off, bringing my attention back to the present. Jazz had me ride with him while Optimus took Lacie. We we're headed back to base, I found out, where Lacie would be able to get the tracking device removed hopefully and we would discuss what had happened. But right now, I was in no mood to talk about it and Jazz understood. We drove in silence. The only thing that could be heard was the thrumming of Jazz and his spark as time sped by.