I only own Raina. Everything else belongs to their original owners.
Flames are not welcomed here, but constructive criticism is. I would also like to ask for reviews (not necessary but much appreciated). They help inspire me to write more, and faster.
Please do forgive me for bad grammar or missing words...My eyes don't see them, or my mind is totally oblivious to the fact that my hands missed some words.
I'm mainly going off of memory, so it's not going to be spot on script...after all that would be boring as well.
So, let the story begin!
Once we reached the top only the Camaro was standing, the police one was laying tangled in a heap in a power whatever it was called. I didn't much care.
"What are you?" Sam asked, much to Mikaela's dismay.
I blanked out as I fingered the barely wrapped wound. I felt it shift and bit back a gag. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't go to a doctor, they'd just start doing science-y stuff on me while I was alive. They'd do nothing but torture me instead of helping. I felt a light tug on my arm, jarring me from my thoughts. I looked into the concerned eyes of a giant robot, Mikaela, and Sam.
"What's wrong?" Mikaela asked lightly. "You whimpered and when we looked you were crying..."
"I-I'm fine. What're we doing now?" I asked.
"Well, the um..." Sam looked confused a moment before Mikaela spoke for him.
"Well, he wants us to get in."
I nodded as we watched him transform into a Camaro again. We all piled in, me in the back once more. This time though it was harder to get in without wanting to scream. I settled in and was strapped up. Within a moment I was asleep.
"Raina, get up!" I barely heard a panicked voice shout.
"Hm?" I opened bleary eyes and heard a bunch of engines revving. I shifted, stopping once I remembered don't move too much. I looked into the concerned faces of Mikaela and Sam. " 'M okay," I replied groggily as the two helped me from the car.
"Sis, you aren't looking well. You've been lying haven't you?" Sam asked, giving me a glare.
I merely pointed to the cars and trucks that were now around us. "We've been dealing with other things Sam." I merely whispered as Mikaela gave us a confused look.
"Hello," The once semi-truck spoke. Hearing his voice, I knew then and there that this was a great leader, some one with kindness and power and wisdom...I wanted to cry once I heard the underlying weariness and sadness in his voice. He leaned down to our heights, and looked at Sam, making the poor guy nearly wet himself. And Mikaela stood behind him, looking just as scared. Me? Well, I was staring in wonder.
"Are you Samuel James Witwicky?" The giant being asked.
"Who wants to know?" Sam asked with an attitude. I glared at him, smacking him lightly. He looked at me with a small from before sighing. "I'm sorry, it's been a long few days."
"It is no trouble." The giant bot said as he stood up. "I am Optimus Prime, and we are autonomous robotic organisms." He said with a gentle voice.
"Autobots for short," A lemon yellow looking male bot spoke.
"Wow," Sam and Mikaela spoke as I gave a grin. "This is amazing," Sam said nudging me. It was an innocent gesture but it made me scream and collapse as the shuriken was driven in deeper, and the bots and teens to jump alarm.
My vision was blurry as I was gently lifted, hearing cries of alarm as I felt the blood now spreading quickly. I must have been a sight with the bright glowing purple-pink blood flowing, and probably pale and feverish.
I felt a tingling sensation and then a prick. I began to focus again and I was looking into the bright orbs of the lemon yellow male. I blinked and with heavy hands rubbed my eyes. "Wh-at happened?" I asked as the bot helped me sit up.
Sam spoke. "Why the hell were you hiding something like that Raina?!" Sam shouted highly upset.
I looked over and focused him, not realizing that my eyes were slightly glowing now. "I'm sorry Sam, but we've had a lot on our plates and you know I don't want you worrying as is about me when you and Judy and Ron worry enough about everything else as is." I stated quietly as I was handed a roll of bandages and helped the bot wrap me.
I looked at Optimus, and motioned to him. "Please do continue, my needs are little in comparison."
Optimus gave an unsure look, but the mech that was holding me gave him a nod. "She'll be fine, I'll just take a look at these readings later, she's stable at the moment."
Optimus went on, introducing all the mechs that were with him. He then began to explain why they were there, and something about a Megatron. I asked questions along with watching a hologram. When Optimus had mentioned the all-spark though, my heartbeat picked up, and I almost fell off of Ratchet's hand, making them freak.
I took a few breaths, steadying myself. "I-I'm okay. Just continue." I was holding my head and watching with bleary eyes. I felt the strange tingling again, and this time saw a red beam. I looked back at Ratchet who seemed even more puzzled. "We'll figure out whatever is wrong later. You guys need the all-spark." Even when I said it, it seemed to make me nauseous.
Optimus looked at Sam. "Do you have the glasses?" He questioned, concern lacing his voice.
I took a peek at the others, they all seemed worried. But why? They didn't even know me. Maybe Bumblebee knew me more so, but not by much seeing as we just met a few days ago, and literally just found out his name.
Sam nodded. "Yeah, they're back at my house. We can go there, just have to be careful not to let anyone see you guys."
Everyone nodded. Ratchet placed me on the ground before shifting back into his medic vehicle. He opened the door to his passenger side as Sam and Mikaela got in with Bumblebee. "I would like if you rode with me, this way I can keep an eye on you," He calmly answered at my questioning look. I looked back at the others, then climbed in. He strapped me in before following after the others.
"Do you know why your blood is that purple color?" He asked me.
"No, that's the first time it was like this. Well...this bright I should say. It's been steadily turning more and more purple-pink for a while now. Every time I get cut or poked with any metal." I explained.
He hmm'd for a moment before speaking again. "No one else is on about this, are they?"
I shook my head. "Only Sam knows that my blood is more purple then red. Why? Do you know what's going on?"
I heard him sigh. "I don't know exactly what is wrong, or going on with you. But I do know this...Your entire skeletal structure is weak because you have half bone, and half metal...your organs as well are a fusion of both. And it seems that it's been happening for a little while now. But for some reason, it is moving faster."
"Maybe its from that things shuriken that he hit me with. It's of a metal I've never been struck with..." I said faintly, my mind trying to take in the information being presented to me.
"Possibly, seeing as it was Cybertronian metal that it was made of. I will take samples later, but now isn't the time."
At that we fell silent as I wrapped my head around what he said. I shivered as I closed my eyes, wrapping my arms around me. I knew something was different about me, and this topped the cake.
We pulled up outside of Sam's and my house in the alley. We all got out, and Sam was saying something about watching the Autobots. I tilted my head. "Sam, if I don't go in with you, you know and they'll react..."
"Right, right, Mikaela you watch them while Raina and I take a look to find the glasses."
Sam ran to the door as I walked up. "Hey Ron," I said with a small smile to the ranting man.
"Hello dear." He turned back to Sam as the flustered boy began to talk nonsense. I noticed Bumblebee and made a shushing noise, trying to get him to go hide. I shuffled over that way as Ron went back inside.
I then noticed that every bot had transformed. This aggravated Sam more, and I didn't want to deal with it. I went inside, and headed upstairs to begin the search. Sam joined a few moments later.
"Everything okay?" I asked quietly, wanting nothing more than to sit down and go to sleep.
"No, those guys don't know the meaning of five minutes!" He whisper-yelled.
"Sam, breath. You fluster yourself anymore and you're going to get a heart attack. We don't need anymore sick people," I said with a small laugh before frowning when Mikaela was lifted through the window. Sam wasn't joking.
I shook my head before heading out of the room when I noticed my side bleeding again. "I'll be right back Sam, I need to change. He merely nodded as I went to the bathroom connected to my room. I grabbed some clothes, and jumped into the shower after I turned it on. I then began to strip once the clothes became soggy, rinsing the florescent blood down the drain. Once satified with the quick rinse I hopped from the shower, dressed after bandaging the wound and headed back to Sam's room...Well until I nearly fell over from an earthquake.
I quickly rushed to Sam's and entered. "What happened?" I asked frantically.
"Ratchet ran into a power line," I heard Ironhide say. I peeked outside, and noticed the fallen medic.
I raised a brow at the mech that now seemed high. "Err," I blushed at his words and decided to head back outside just as Judy and Ron were coming up the stairs.
"Are you okay?" Judy asked looking me over. I was glad that it was dark so they wouldn't see me sick and make me go to bed. "Yeah, I'm good. Just heading outside to see what happened. You guys finish checking on Sam," I said and rushed away before more questions came.
Once I was outside I noticed that everything was destroyed. I winced at all the hard-work that Ron did go down the drain by antsy bots. I mean, I didn't blame them, they were trying to save not only their planet, but ours. I looked over to the guys that were hiding from Ron and Judy and sighed lightly, heading over to Ratchet to check and see if he was okay from his lovely little encounter.
Once you made sure he was fine, you headed inside to go check and see what was taking them so long to get out of the house. You stopped short when you entered the living room as the door bell rang. Who would be coming here so late at night? Your face paled when the door opened. Of course, it had to be them.
