Chapter 3
It was that night. Pyrrha was asleep when Sam flung her door open. "Pyrrha! Someone's stealing our car!" he whispered as he shook her awake.
"Huh?" she asked groggily as Sam kept shaking her, "Go away, Nora."
"This is serious, Pyr! Someone's stealing our car!"
Pyrrha finally woke up all the way. "WHAT!" she exclaimed.
"C'mon! We have to catch them!" Sam said. The two of them rushed out after their car after grabbing their phones. They hopped on their bikes and pedaled after the car.
Sam meanwhile called the police. "Hello? This is a 9-1-1 emergency! My sister and my car's been stolen! We are in pursuit! Right? I need all units, the whole squadron. Bring everyone! No, don't ask me questions, all right? Our father's the head of neighborhood watch!"
The two of them followed the car into a junkyard, where it broke through a gate. Pyrrha and Sam followed it, after waiting for a train to pass. When they got near where the car went, the two of them stopped short in astonishment.
The car… just stood up.
"Oh my god," Pyrrha whispered in awe. Sam was just watched as the robot shined a light into deep space, the same symbol on the steering wheel being the projection at the end of the light. Sam crouched down and pulled out his phone. Flipping it open, he said, "My name is Sam Witwicky. With me is my sister, Pyrrha Witwicky. Whoever finds this, my car is alive, okay? You saw that? If this is my last words on Earth, I just wanted to say that Mom, Dad, I love you, and if you find Busty Beauties under my bed, it wasn't mine. I'm holding it for Miles." Pyrrha made a face at that. "No, no, wait that… Okay, it's mine, and Uncle Charles gave it to me. I'm sorry. Mojo, I love you. Anything you want to say, Pyr?" She just grabbed the phone and closed it.
As they stood up, two dogs started growling. The two of them crept slowly away, and then the dogs started running towards them. Sam and Pyrrha yelped in fear and began sprinting away. Pyrrha was in better shape than Sam and was faster, so she spared a look behind her and saw that the dogs' chains broke off the wall. Shit! she thought, I may have to hold them off.
"Sam!" Pyrrha called, "Go! I'll distract them!"
"What? No!" Sam yelled. Pyrrha already had stopped, though, and held out her hands. She activated her semblance and a black aura coated the dogs' chains. The dogs were suddenly stopped in place by the taut chain, and continued barking like mad. She walked backwards, then ran. Once she was far enough away, she dropped her control.
When she caught up with Sam, the police had him handcuffed and were putting him into the cruiser. They turned to Pyrrha and did the same to her.
Ron was called to the police station. Once there, the police began with their interrogation. They told the officers that the car just stood up.
"Look, we can't be any clearer than how crystal clear we are being. The car just stood up," Pyrrha said. Sam was nodding behind her.
Naturally, the officers were incredulous. "It just stood up. Wow. That's really neat." He took a few tissues out and two sample cups. "Okay, chiefies. Time to fill her up. And no drippy-drippy. What are you two whipping? Whippets? Goofballs? A little wowie sauce with the boys?"
Sam then said, "No, we're not on any drugs."
The police officer then took out Mojo's pills. "What's these?" He shook the bottle. "Found it in your pocket there, girly. 'Mojo.' Is that what the kids are doing now? A little bit of Mojo?"
"That's our dog's pain pills," Pyrrha said.
Ron then spoke up, "You know, a Chihuahua. A little…"
The officer rubbed his face, before looking at the two kids. "What was that?"
"Hmm?" Sam asked.
"You eyeballing my piece, 50 Cent?" He got in Sam's face. "You wanna go? Make something happen. Do it. Because I promise you I will bust you up."
Sam then must have gotten a wiff of something, because he asked, "Are you on drugs?"
Sam and Pyrrha were hanging out in Sam's room. Sam was tossing his basketball into a net, and Pyrrha was fiddling with a pen. The radio was talking about the government and recent attacks on bases in Qatar, and the two kids were bored out of their minds. That was, until Mojo started barking out the window.
"Mojo, stop." When Mojo didn't stop, Sam said, "Mojo, stop with the barking, it's too early. Please?" Then an engine revved and they looked out the window. Sam panicked, dropping a water carton, and ran to the phone. He dialed Miles.
"Miles? Miles, listen to me. Listen. Pyrrha and my car? It stole itself, okay?" Pyrrha didn't hear what was going on on the other end, but Sam then continued, "Satan's Camaro. In my yard. It's stalking us."
"Well, that was useless," Sam whispered after he hung up the phone. "C'mon, Pyr, let's get out of here!" They ran downstairs and grabbed their bikes before fleeing the house. As they left it, the Camaro pulled out from the side of the house and began following them.
The two of them rode on the sidewalk, the Camaro right behind them on the sidewalk. The two of them were freaking out, Sam yelling at the car to stop every two minutes. They rode downtown, riding as fast as they could, until they rode over an upraised part of the sidewalk. "Ahh!" Sam yelled as he went head over heels and landed on the sidewalk. Pyrrha soon followed him, her Aura cushioning the fall, but transmitting the pain. She groaned and rolled over.
"Sam?" a familiar voice said, "Pyrrha?"
"Hi," the two of them groaned out. They looked over and saw Mikaela with a bunch of her friends.
"That was… that was really awesome," she said.
"Well, it felt awesome," Pyrrha groaned out. The two of them got up.
"Are you two okay?" Mikaela asked.
"We're not okay, we're losing our minds a little bit," Sam grunted out. "Getting chased by our car right now. Got to go."
As they left, Mikaela told her friends, "You know what, I'm gonna catch up with you guys later."
The siblings kept riding all over the place, attempting to escape the rogue car. They eventually ended up in an overpass parking lot. There, they pulled behind a bunch of cars and watched Satan's Camaro pass by.
A police car's sirens went off, and the two kids wee relieved. "Thank god. Cops," Sam said. The two of them rode in front of the car and went over to the door. As they were about to get to the window, the doors opened, knocking them off the bikes. The doors closed, and they laid on the ground, groaning in pain.
Pyrrha was up first. "Officer! Listen to me! Thank god you're here. We've had the worst day ever! We've been… we've been followed here on our bikes! Right? And our car's right there and it's been following me here! So get out of the car!"
The car suddenly drove forward, knocking Pyrrha off of her feet. They started crawling backwards as the cop car kept driving forwards in fits and stops.
When the car stopped, a set of headlights slowly extended themselves from the car, surrounded by a dangerous looking group of blades. They kept on extending until they were almost in their faces. "Stop!" Sam cried, "What do you want from us!" At that, the headlights returned to the car.
And then the car…
Stood up.
It was much more complex than that, though. The car seemed to break apart, and fold in on itself as different body parts formed. "Oh, god…" Pyrrha panicked. "No! God! No! Please NO!" the two screamed as the cop-bot ran after them. "Oh shit! Oh shit, shit, shit! Oh god! Oh shit!"
The cop-bot swiped at them and threw them into another car's windshield. Pyrrha landed first, with Sam landing on top of her. Luckily, her Aura protected the both of them. As they slid off the broken windshield, the cop-bot slammed the car with his hands. "Are you username LadiesMan217?" the bot said, its face in their faces.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Pyrrha exclaimed. She then turned to Sam. "Wait, you named OUR account that?"
The red-eyed robot just asked the same question. "Yes!" Sam answered.
"Where is eBay item 21153?"
"I—"
"Where are the glasses?" The two looked at each other and ran as the 'bot took a swipe at them. Pyrrha used her semblance and made the swipe miss them by a narrow margin. This is more metal than I'm used to controlling, she thought as she ran. The cop-bot flipped over the car and ran after them.
As they ran out of the overpass, they saw Mikaela on a moped. "Mikeala! Go! Get back!" they screamed, waving their hands as they ran. When she drove into the lot, Pyrrha tackled her off and they fell to the ground.
"What is your problem?" Mikaela asked them.
"Mikaela," Pyrrha said, "Don't panic, but there's a monster right there, and it just attacked us! Here he comes!"
Sam picked up from there, "We've gotta run! Come on! Get up and run!"
As they got up, the Camaro screeched into the parking lot and drifted sidewards, knocking the cop-bot off its feet. It then drove over to them and opened the doors.
"Guys, what is that thing?" Mikaela asked.
Sam looked at Mikaela. "You have to get into the car. Get in."
She protested. "I don't want to!"
"Get in the car. Trust me. Trust me!"
"Sam."
The three of them got in the car, Sam and Pyrrha taking the front seats and Mikaela taking the back. "Go! Go, go, go!" When Pyrrha looked back, she heard an electronic groan, and then saw the cop-bot charge after them, transforming mid jump.
They drove across town, the cop's sirens blaring as they traveled at high speeds. As they traveled, real cops joined the chase, believing the robot car to be a real police car, but eventually disengaged as they either ran out of fuel or couldn't put up with the high speeds. Mikaela and Pyrrha were panicking, chanting, "We're gonna die," over and over again. Sam was originally trusting the Camaro, but when they drove through a glass window, he too panicked. They drove through an abandoned factory, crashing through things, and swerving and drifting all over the place. As night fell, they managed to hide by an old warehouse for a few minutes. The cop-bot drove past, so the Camaro drove out, avoiding the cop-bot, who drove backwards in an attempt to intercept them. They drove over a small bridge before the Camaro opened its doors and dumped them out. Then the Camaro transformed, placing itself in front of the three of them in order to protect them.
The cop-bot followed and transformed, leaping on top of Camaro-bot, punching him in the face and knocking him into a wall. When they landed back on the ground, the cop-bot took out some sort of bladed metal cylinder and spin it, then threw it at the Yellow-bot. Then, a section in his chest opened, and a smaller, silver bot leapt out, making a whirring sound. It then chased the three humans down.
As the two giant metal beings duked it out, the three humans ran from the little bot. "Run!" Sam yelled. At that moment, the tiny robot jumped out and grabbed Sam's leg. They both fell to the ground, and Pyrrha turned. "Sam!" she yelled as she struggled. She activated her semblance and searched for something that could help him. A steel pole flew into her hand, and she sharpened it using her powers. She then ran over to him and rammed the pole-turned-spear through the tiny bot's chest. It didn't stop it, however, and it let go of Sam and turned its attention to her. She pulled the spear out and used her semblance to sharpen the spear's edged and flatten it to make a sword. With that, she and the little bot attacked each other, both fighting with lightning fast attacks, Pyrrha acrobatically jumping and flipping around the robot while her adversary's spastic and unpredictable attacks kept her on edge. She managed to lop off one of its arms, and the robot screeched as it tackled her over an embankment and into a gully. It pressed her up against a fence, knocked the sword from her hand, and had its hand turn into a saw, which it used to attempt to slit her throat. She used her semblance to push the bot away from her. When it landed, Mikaela was there with a saw in her hand, which she used to cut its head off.
Pyrrha got up. "Thanks," she said. She picked up her sword and stabbed the robot's chest.
Sam walked up and said, "Not so tough without your head, now are you?" He punted the head over the embankment.
"Nice one, Sammy," Pyrrha complimented.
The group backtracked, not hearing any more fighting, and stood there in awe as the Yellow-bot walked over to the top of the embankment. Mikaela asked, "What is it?"
Sam replied, "It's a robot. But like a super advanced robot. It's probably Japanese. Yeah, definitely Japanese."
Pyrrha had a flashback to the 12 Primes. "Cybertronian," she whispered in awe.
Sam and Pyrrha walked up the hill. "What are you doing?" Mikaela asked.
"I don't think he wants to hurt us. It would have done that already."
"Really? Well, do you speak robot?" Mikaela asked, "Because they just had, like, a giant droid death match."
The Camaro-bot put its hands on its hips and looked at them. "I think it wants something from us," Pyrrha said, to Mikaela's concern. "Because the other one was talking about our eBay page."
Mikaela looked at them in exasperation. "You two are the strangest siblings I've ever met."
"Can you talk?" Sam yelled up to the giant robot.
"XM Satellite Radio…" the radio channel switched, "Digital cable brings you… Columbia Broadcasting System…"
Pyrrha asked, "So, you talk through the radio?"
The robot clapped. "Thank you, you're beauthiful, you're wonderful, you're wonderful."
"So what was that last night?" Sam asked.
"Message from Starfleet, Captain," the bot said, pointing to the sky, "Through the inanimate vastness of space… Angels will rain down like visitors from Heaven, Hallelujah!"
"What are you, like an alien or something?" Mikaela asked.
The Camaro bot pointed at her and then transformed back into the Camaro. The radio then spoke, "Any more questions you want to ask?"
Sam observed, "He wants us to get in the car."
"And go where?" Mikaela asked.
Pyrrha and Sam looked at each other, and said at the same time, "Fifty years from now, when you're looking back on your life, don't you want to say you had the guts to get in the car?" The three of them got in, and the Camaro drove away.
As they drove, Pyrrha was using her semblance to make her sword more resilient. She also added a cross-guard and made it more like her old weapon's sword form. Meanwhile, Sam and Mikaela were sitting in silence, until Mikaela said, "This car's a pretty good driver." They then debated on sitting in the driver's seat, but they felt uncomfortable since the Camaro was driving. Then Sam said, 'Maybe you should sit in my lap."
Smooth, Pyrrha thought. Mikaela asked why, and Sam said, "Well, I have the only seat belt here, so, you know, safety first." Very smooth, Pyrrha complemented mentally. Then she sat in his lap!
Mikeala commented, "You know what I don't understand? If he's supposed to be, like, this super advanced robot, does he transform back into this piece of crap Camaro?"
At that, the car suddenly stepped on the brakes and swerved. "Whoa! Whoa!" Sam yelled. The Camaro stopped in the middle of the road, and opened the door, forcing Sam and Mikeala out. Before Pyrrha could get out, the door closed and locked.
"What are you doing?" she asked the car. It didn't answer, instead, it popped onto its side wheels and drove along the median. When it came across another Camaro, nothing happened for a few seconds, and then everything began shifting around her. Paint flaked off the exterior, and the car's shape changed until it was a brand new 2007 Chevy Camaro. "Wow!" Pyrrha marveled. The Chevy-bot drove up to where it left Sam and Mikeala, and they got in.
The four of them arrived at an Astronomy building and got out of the car, watching as four meteorites came falling to the surface. Then the Camaro drove them away.
The Chevy-bot drove them to an abandoned factory, and as they got out of the car, they saw a red and blue Peterbilt truck pull in. Behind them, 3 other vehicles drove up. A Pontiac Solstice, a GMC Topkick, and a yellow and red Search and Rescue Ambulance pulled up. The Peterbilt pulled up in front of them before transforming in a series of metallic clattering and clanging sounds. Behind them, the other vehicles were also changing their shape into a humanoid form, albeit, giant forms. Then the Peterbilt-bot knelt and looked Sam, Pyrrha and Mikaela at eye level. And then it spoke.
"Are you Samuel James Witwicky, descendant of Archibald Witwicky?" he said. He then turned to Pyrrha and said, "And are you Pyrrha Pandora Witwicky, descendant of Juno Witwicky?"
"They know your names," Mikaela marveled.
"Yeah," both Witwicky twins answered.
"My name is Optimus Prime. We are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron."
"But you can call us Autobots for short." The Rescue bot said.
"Autobots," Pyrrha said, remembering the Primes.
"What's cracking, little bitches?" the Pontiac bot asked.
"My first lieutenant. Designation, Jazz." Jazz flipped onto a car, who's glass smashed.
"This place looks like a cool place to kick it," Jazz said.
"What is that? How did he learn how to talk like that?" Sam asked.
Optimus said, "We've learned Earth's languages through the World Wide Web." He then gestured to the bot that was once a GMC Topkick. "My weapons specialist, Ironhide."
"You feeling lucky, punks?" Ironhide asked, pointing his cannons at them.
"Easy, Ironhide," Optimus told him.
"Just kidding. I wanted to show them my cannons," 'Hide said. Ruby definitely would have wanted to meet him, Pyrrha thought sadly.
"Our medical officer, Ratchet," Optimus said, introducing the Ambulance bot.
Ratchet sniffed before saying, "The boy's pheromone level suggests that he wants to mate with the black haired female."
Awkward, Pyrrha thought as the two mentioned looked embarrassed.
"You already know your guardian, Bumblebee," Optimus said as Bumblebee started air boxing, playing rap music.
"So you're our guardian, huh?" Pyrrha asked. Bumblebee nodded.
Ratchet took out a laser and shot it at Bee. "His vocal processors were damaged in battle. I'm still working on them."
"Why are you here?" Mikaela asked.
Optimus answered, "We are here looking for the AllSpark, and we must find it before Megatron."
"Mega-what?" Sam asked.
Optimus tapped the side of his head and an incredibly lifelike projection shot out of his eyes. The ground seemed to break apart under their feet. "Our planet was once a powerful empire, peaceful and just. Until we were betrayed by Megatron, leader of the Decepticons." Towering skyscrapers were on fire, and the planet looked like it was at the apocalypse. "All who defied them were destroyed. Our war finally consumed the planet, and the AllSpark was lost to the stars." They saw a tall silver Cybertronian whose face appeared to be the stuff of nightmares, throw a spear at another Cybertronian, who died on impact. "Megatron followed it to Earth, where Captain Witwicky found him."
"Our grandfather," Sam said.
"It was an accident that intertwined our fates," Optimus said. "Megatron crash-landed before he could retrieve the Cube. He accidentally activated Megatron's navigation system, and the coordinates to the Cube's location on Earth were imprinted on his glasses."
"How'd you know about his glasses?" Pyrrha asked.
"eBay," was Prime's answer.
"eBay," Sam said incredulously.
Ratchet then spoke up. "If the Decepticons find the AllSpark, they will use its power to transform Earth's machines and build a new army."
"And the human race will be extinguished. Sam and Pyrrha Witwicky, you hold the key to Earth's survival."
Mikaela asked the twins, "Please tell me you have those glasses."