Chapter 4
Optimus lead an entourage that brought Sam, Pyrrha and Mikaela to the twin's house. They got out of Bumblebee and Sam said to Mikaela, "I need you to stay here, alright? You've gotta stay here and you're gonna watch them, okay? All of them, okay?" When she responded affirmatively, Sam ran over to the front door.
Pyrrha was already at the front door, talking to Ron. "Oh, I'm sorry I forgot about my chores. I'll take out the trash, sweep the path, mow the lawn…"
Ron responded with, "You know, I buy you half of your car, bail you two kids out of jail, and then I decided to do both of your chores."
Sam and Pyrrha looked over to see Optimus get up. He towered over the houses, and both of them started panicking. "We're gonna take out the trash and scrape the grill." Optimus stepped into the yard, and both of them panicked even more. "We're gonna… we're gonna sweep the whole house! Yeah! Right now, in fact" Pyrrha said. They looked over and saw Bee peering past the side of the house. Bee then started making shushing noises, and Ron continued, "You know, Mom wanted me to ground the two of you. You're three minutes late."
"Really?" Sam asked.
"Right."
"Well, it's just one more thing you did for us, Dad, because you're such a swell guy," Pyrrha said. "Alright! Sleep well, handsome man!" The two of them then ran to the yard.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Pyrrha and Sam asked, panicking. "Oh, no. Watch the path. Watch the path! Please, please…" Optimus stepped on the path, breaking stones as he did. "Oh, no. No, no, no, no! Oh, no!" Optimus's foot raised up…
And came down on the fountain. "Sorry. My bad." Optimus said. Pyrrha's mouth hung open and Sam looked peeved.
"You couldn't… You couldn't wait for five minutes? Five measly minutes?" Sam asked. "I told you to stay! Just stay! God!"
Mojo then ran out of the house and over to Ironhide's foot. Meanwhile, Sam went over to Mikaela, who just came into the backyard. "I told you to watch them for five minutes!"
"You know what? They seem to be in a little bit of a rush."
"This is bad. This is very bad."
Mojo then peed on Ironhide's foot. "Mojo!" Pyrrha exclaimed, "Mojo! Don't pee on Ironhide!" She ran over to Mojo as the dog did a spectacular flip when 'Hide's foot moved.
Pyrrha picked up Mojo and said, "No, no, no, no, no! Easy! This is Mojo, he's a pet of mine. He's a pet. Just… just put the guns away… Please."
Ironhide said, "You have a rodent infestation. Shall I terminate?"
"A rodent? No, no, no, no, he's a Chihuahua. We love Chihuahuas. Don't we?"
"He's leaked lubricants all over my foot."
"He peed on you? Bad Mojo! Bad Mojo!"
"Bad Mojo," Ironhide echoed.
"We're sorry, he's got a male dominance thing," Sam said. "That's all it is."
"My foot's gonna rust."
They walked over to Optimus and Pyrrha said, "Shh, shh."
Sam echoed, saying, "Shut up and go hide!"
Optimus replied, "Just hurry." They entered the house and closed the door.
Sam and Pyrrha went to Sam's room, where they kept Archibald's stuff. They looked around in a panic. Optimus brought Mikaela to the window. "What? What is this?" Sam asked.
"Time is short."
Mikaela said, "They really want those glasses." Pyrrha held her hand out and helped her in. The three of them then proceeded to tear Sam's room apart.
"No, no, it's definitely gone," Sam said.
"What do you mean?" Mikaela said.
"Well, the glasses were in a bag, which were in his backpack, and now his backpack isn't here," Pyrrha said, still making a mess of the room.
"Well, they're going to be pissed, so what do you want to do?"
"What I think we should do," Pyrrha said, "is go ask Mom and Dad where the backpack is," Pyrrha said, going to open the door.
"Bad idea! Bad idea!" Sam said, pulling Pyrrha back.
Mikaela looked out the window and said, "Um, guys…"
"What now?" Sam asked, looking out the window. Pyrrha followed and stared incredulously at the cars parked on the lawn. "No, no, no, no. This isn't hiding. This isn't hiding! This is my yard, not a truck stop. Oh god, oh god."
"Sam, Pyrrha!" Mikaela whispered, "He's back."
"Oh, no. Not my mother's flowers!" Pyrrha panicked.
"Oops," Optimus replied, lifting his foot up.
"Okay, listen. You've gotta listen to me," Sam said, "If our parents come out here and see you, they're gonna freak out. Our mother's got a temper, okay?"
"We must have the glasses," Optimus said.
"We know you need the glasses, we've been looking everywhere for them, okay? They're not here. They're definitely not here." Prime pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Ugh. Keep searching."
"We need you to be quiet for five minutes. No, ten minutes," Pyrrha said.
"Autobots, fall back," Prime said.
"Thank you. For five minutes."
As they walked away, Ratchet walked into a power line. His alarm blared, and then he fell. The three of them felt the vibration and heard Ron's panicked cries of "Earthquake!"
Ron and Judy then walked upstairs. They noticed the light given off by Ratchet and started knocking on the door. "Keep looking," Pyrrha said, rushed, "I'll stall them." Pyrrha ran over to the door and opened it. "Hey, Mom, Dad. What's going on?"
"Pyrrha, what are you doing in Sam's room?"
"We're, uh, we're looking for my sketchbook! Yeah, that's we're doing! We think that they were left in our backpacks!" Pyrrha was sweating nervously at this.
"You do know that your backpacks are downstairs, right?" Judy said.
"I thought so, but Sam said they were definitely up here." She turned, keeping the door half closed, and said, "Sam, our backpacks are downstairs!"
There was a loud bang and a muffled curse. "Oh, okay, we'll be right down."
"Anyways, what was with the light?" Ron asked.
"That? We were using flashlights because the power went out," Pyrrha responded.
"Oh, okay. Just remind Sam to clean up his room after this," Judy said.
"Okay!" Pyrrha closed the door and ran over to Sam and Mikaela. "Okay, we've got to grab the bags and give the glasses to them. Let's go!" They rushed downstairs and grabbed the backpacks, only to be stopped by the parents.
"Saam—" Judy said, "Who's this?"
"Um, Mom, Dad, this is Mikaela, Mikaela, these are my parents!" Sam said.
"Oh, you're so beautiful? Sam, you didn't tell me you were seeing someone! Why didn't you tell me?"
"We're friends, not boyfriend and girlfriend, Mom!"
When they finally broke away, Ron and Judy went and looked in the yard. "The yard! It's trashed! Gone! And we have a blown transformer!" Then someone knocked on the door.
What is it this time! Pyrrha thought. Ron opened the door. The man at the door asked, "Ronald Wickity?"
"It's Witwicky. Who are you?"
"We're the government. Sector Seven."
"Never heard of it," Ron responded.
"Never will," was the man's reply. "Your children, they're the great grandchildren of Archibald Wickity, are they not?"
"It's Witwicky."
"May I enter the premises, sir?"
Judy was confused. "Ron, there's guys in black suits all over the front lawn!"
Pyrrha, Sam and Mikaela all shared a look. One that said, This isn't good. They all thought of E.T. and what humans did to the poor alien. As Ron talked to the man, Judy was freaking out over the yard. "They're ripping up my rose bushes!" she exclaimed.
When the man turned his attention to the three children, he said, "Are your names Sam and Pyrrha?"
"Yeah," Sam replied.
"Well, I'm gonna need you two to come with us."
"Whoa, way out of line!" Ron said, getting between the agent and the kids.
"Sir, I am asking politely," the agent said, "Back off."
While the two argued, Pyrrha pulled a pen out of her pocket and began fidgeting with it. Her worry grew to astronomical heights when she heard a man say to the head agent, "I think… direct contact." The agent looked stunned and he was handed a device that he used to scan the three of them.
"Kids?"
"Yeah." Pyrrha said nervously.
"Step forward please." They did. The agent held up the device and began scanning them. The machine began beeping and the man stated, "Fourteen rads! Bingo! Tag them and bag them!" A brief sciffle followed that ended up in everyone being handcuffed. Judy and Ron were led to one van, Judy still yelling, and the three kids being led to another van. In the car, the agent began interrogating them.
"So, uh, LadiesMan217? That is your eBay username, right?"
Sam nervously said, "Yeah, it was a typo, but I decided to roll with it."
Pyrrha said, "It was supposed to be for the both of us, but someone decided to go his own way."
The agent held up Sam's phone. "What do you make of this?" He pressed play and the audio of the night that they saw Bumblebee stand up for the first time played. "Is that you?" he asked.
Mikaela said, "Yeah, that sounds like LadiesMan." Both girls looked at each other and rolled their eyes.
"Last night at the station, you told your officer that your car transformed. Enlighten me."
"Well," Pyrrha began, "it was a total misunderstanding!"
"Yeah." Sam said. "Our car was stolen, but it's not a problem anymore because it's back!"
"But it didn't come back by itself," Mikaela said.
"Yeah, it couldn't have come back by itself, it's not like one of those cool spy cars or a stunt car," Pyrrha said.
"Yeah, if we had one of those, that would be crazy, right?"
The four of them laughed. The agent said, "That's funny, that's so funny." Then he turned serious. "So, what do you kids know about aliens, huh?"
Oh, shit… they know, Pyrrha thought.
"Oh, you mean, like a Martian? Like E.T.? No," Sam said.
"Or do you mean like Little Green Men? Men In Black? The aliens from Wayne Barlowe? Complete sci-fi," Pyrrha said.
"it's an urban legend," Mikaela said. Sam and Pyrrha nodded in agreement.
The agent took out his badge and flashed it in their faces. "You see this? This is an I-can-do-whatever-I-want-and-get-away-with-it-badge."
"Right."
"I'm gonna lock you up forever."
Mikaela said, "Oh, you know what, Don't listen to him. He's just pissy because he's gotta get back to guarding the mall."
He responded, "You, in the training bra, don't test me. Especially with your daddy's parole coming up."
Sam and Pyrrha were stunned. "What? Parole?"
Panic edged into Mikaela's voice. "What? It's nothing."
"Oh, grand theft auto, that ain't nothing?"
"You know those cars my dad taught me to fix?" Mikaela said. "Well, they weren't always his."
"You stole cars?" Sam asked, incredulous.
Pyrrha said, "You couldn't help it; he was your father, and you likely didn't know. Even if you did know, you weren't the one stealing them, right?"
"Well," she began, "We couldn't always afford a babysitter, so sometimes he had to take me along."
"Like I said, you couldn't help it, you were too young to steal the car, and since you couldn't afford a babysitter, then the fault lies on your father," Pyrrha said. Mikaela smiled at Pyrrha, a small way of saying thanks.
"But you could have called the cops, right?" Sam asked.
"She's got a juvie record because of it!" The agent said. "She's a criminal. Criminals are hot."
"Um, sir, that's just wrong. You're what, 40? 50? and hitting on a girl who's 17? You could get charged with pedophilia! Or does your badge save you from that too?" Pyrrha mocked.
"You! Shut your mouth!" he yelled at Pyrrha. He then said to Mikaela, "Oh, it would be a real shame if he had to rot in jail for the rest of his life."
The device started beeping, and Pyrrha screamed, "Look out!" The driver couldn't react in time, and they slammed into a red and blue object. Multiple vans crashed into the object in the road.
They looked up, and the agents screamed, "It's big! It's big!" Then Metal hands slammed through the windows and lifter the car up until the roof sheared off. The car dropped onto the ground with the shattering of more glass.
When the agents saw Optimus, they were stunned silent. "You A-holes are in trouble now. Gentlemen, I would like you to meet our friend, Optimus Prime," Pyrrha introduced.
"Taking the children was a bad move," Optimus said as the agents pulled out guns. Pyrrha found this a good time to remove her handcuffs, and with an application of her semblance, ripped the handcuffs apart. "Autobots, relieve them of their weapons."
Pyrrha raised her hands and pulled on a man's gun with her semblance. It flew from his hands into her hands, just as Jazz opened his claws and pulled the guns into his claw. Ironhide had his cannons out and was intimidating the agents.
"Hi there, I'm Special Agent Simmons," the now named Simmons said.
Optimus got into the man's face. "You don't seem afraid. Are you not surprised to see us?"
"Look, there are S-Seven protocols, okay. I'm not authorized to communicate with you except to tell you that I can't communicate with you."
Menacingly, Optimus said, "Get out of the car. OUT!" Simmons and the other agent rushed to get out of the vehicle. Pyrrha got out and slung the gun she confiscated over her shoulder.
"Wait… the girl has a gun!" an agent said, "Isn't that a danger? How did she get that?"
"None of your business," Pyrrha replied over her shoulder. She then turned to Sam and Mikaela. They were fiddling with Sam's handcuffs, so Pyrrha walked over and said, "Need some help there?" When Sam nodded, Pyrrha held out her hands, which coated themselves in a black aura. The same happened to the handcuffs, and they easily broke.
"What?" Sam asked.
"I was born with it. I'll answer questions later," she replied.
Mikaela walked over to her and said, "Thanks for sticking up for me there."
"No problem,' Pyrrha responded, "That's what friends do, right? Anyways, Sammy will get over it."
She nodded, but then called out to Sam, "Sam, I have a record because I wouldn't turn my dad in. When have you had to sacrifice anything in your perfect little life?"
Pyrrha took her gun pointed it at Simmons. She asked, "What is Sector Seven?" When Simmons didn't answer, she demanded, "Answer me!"
Simmons responded with, "I'm the one who asks the questions here, not you, young lady!" Pyrrha responded by flipping off the safety. "Do you even know how to use a gun?" he asked. In reply, she pointed the gun in the air and pulled the trigger. "Okay, so you know how to use a gun? Okay…"
"I'm not going to ask again. What is Sector Seven?"
"And where are our parents?" Sam asked.
Simmons regained some of his bravado. "I am not at liberty to discuss it."
"No? You're not? Well…" Pyrrha shot at the ground right next to Simmons's foot. He yelped as Pyrrha said, "The next one will be in your foot."
Simmons answered, "Sector Seven is a branch of the government that studies aliens, and I don't know where they brought your parents."
"Where is Sector Seven, then?" Sam asked.
An agent yelled, "Wouldn't you like to know?" In a crude reply, Bumblebee decided to pee on the guy.
"Bumblebee, stop lubricating the man," Optimus said. Pyrrha could have sworn she heard a bit of humor in Prime's voice, though.
When Bumblebee stopped, Sam said, "Okay, line up. Handcuff yourselves together and to the pole."
As they did so, Mikaela told Simmons, "Alright tough guy, take it off."
"What are you talking about?"
"Your clothes," Mikaela said as if it was obvious, "Your clothes, all of it, off."
"For what?" Simmons asked.
"For threatening my dad."
Pyrrha was going down the line, making sure that the handcuffs were tight and tightening the ones that weren't. As Simmons took off his clothes, he yelled, "Little lady, this is the beginning of the end of your life." A gunshot went off and he yelped. Turning, he saw Pyrrha holding the literal smoking gun in the air.
"I don't appreciate you threatening my friends," she commented.
The sound of a phone recording went off, and Pyrrha turned. When she saw the phone in the agent's hand, she held her hand out and crushed it using her semblance. The agent just smiled. "Too late. We've already got the message out."
"Optimus, incoming!" Ironhide said. He pressed his cannon against the ground and let out a pulse of energy that fried the incoming cars' engines, causing them to lose control.
Optimus then gave the command, "Roll out." The Autobots transformed and took off; Optimus had the kids clamber onto his hand and onto his shoulder before running from the helicopters.
They were chased for a good 30 minutes; dodging cars, the helicopters and ducking down alleyways. Optimus eventually climbed under a bridge and hid there. All was fine until Mikaela and Sam began slipping. Pyrrha grabbed Sam's hand, who had Mikaela's hands firmly grasped in the other hand. Pyrrha then began slipping too. "Crap, crap, crap!" she shouted as her hand slid. Then, her hand slipped all the way, and they fell. Optimus attempted to stop their fall by swinging his feet out, but it didn't work. Instead, Bumblebee caught them right before they hit the ground.
When she got over her shock, Pyrrha exclaimed, "You are the MAN, Bee!"
"And you better not forget it," Bee replied.
Helicopters suddenly appeared, and they fired something at Bee. Pyrrha used her semblance to make the harpoon miss, but the one harpoon opened up and released multiple harpoons with lines going back to the helicopter. Sam and Mikaela were screaming at them to stop as some of the harpoons missed and others wrapped around Bee's arms. Pyrrha was tackled to the ground and her control over the harpoons stopped, allowing them to capture Bumblebee. They pinned Bee down and began spraying him with liquid nitrogen. "Stop!" Pyrrha, Sam and Mikaela yelled, "Can't you see that he's not fighting back?" When they didn't get a response, Pyrrha headbutted the man holding her down, making him let go of her from shock. She ran to Bumblebee and punched a coolant carrying man across the face, knocking him out. When an agent went to apprehend her, she responded by kicking him and slamming him into the ground. She fought like a demon until someone grabbed her and injected her with something. After that, everything went black.