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Chapter V: Subdued

Hillary screamed long and loud as pain raced through her shaking body. Bright yellow eyes locked onto the shocked faces of Sam Witwicky and his girlfriend Mikaela before they screwed shut in agony. Her muscles increased ten fold while her bones shifted and relocated for form the new anatomy required for the change. Her face elongated while her teeth became longer, and sharper. Her nails hardened and became claws while her feet became to retract and change altogether.

Their fear washed over her in waves and she relished the sensation. Her high-pitched wail grew deeper before it became a deep and guttural howl. It shook her very core as she poured her heart and soul into the blood chilling cry. Nearby strays bayed in response to her song. At last her lungs burned for air and she stopped. She panted heavily for breath, and then slowly opened her eyes. Where it had once been dark it was now bright, and surprisingly clear.

Her nose twitched. Her ears pricked. Her conscious screamed for her to notice these new additions to her body, but something feral pushed it down and buried it. Now was not the time for human fear or rationality. A throaty growl rumbled in her chest while her lips curled upward in a snarl. Seeing as how she was now eight feet tall she towered over the two teenagers who had foolishly stayed instead of running like she had told them to. Something in her mind screamed and she replied by letting out a sharp bark of pain.

Her hands moved as if to cover her ears before she balled them into fists and held them at her sides. Her claws bit into her palms while a savage snarl ripped out of her throat and her eyes flashed open. She turned her attention to Sam and Mikaela. She crouched slightly and slowly approached. She licked her lips and bared her glistening fangs. She was so hungry. She had never felt this famished in all of her life. She lunged.

WAM! A giant metal fist seemingly came out of no where and collided with her left temple. She bellowed in pain as she flew through the air. She skidded, and then finally came to a halt somewhere in the field. Her head felt as if it was on fire, but the pain lessoned and then disappeared entirely. Roaring viciously she jumped to her feet and charged toward the yellow menace that had dared to interrupt her hunt. She lunged, clenched her fist, and let him have it.

Not only did she hit Bumblebee in the face, but he flew backwards and landed almost ten feet away. Her eyes landed on the fleeing humans. Her heart raced and she with it as her long legs propelled her like a rocket after them. She leaped, twisted in the air, and landed before them in a crouch. The male's girlish shriek of fright was priceless as he stood in front of the female, supposedly to defend her, while looking like he was going to piss himself.

Her eyes gleamed with utter delight as she took her sweet time to creep toward them. Her breath came out in ragged pants as her tongue lolled out of the side of her mouth. Before she could sink her teeth into them a blaring honk assaulted her sensitive ears and then there was pain in her side. Optimus Prime, still in his vehicle mode, had rammed into her side. She flew through the air and crashed through the tin siding of the ware house. All was still.

"Are you alright?" Optimus asked as he transformed. His bright blue optics shifted to Sam and Mikaela. "Are we alright?!" Sam squeaked, but Mikaela covered for him by replying, "We're fine. Shaken up, but still in one piece." The boy looked at her incredulously before he shook his head. "Since when did we have werewolves here?" He muttered, but froze when the sound of heavy footsteps came in the direction of the warehouse. He turned his head, and watched with wide eyes as the monster came back.

Broken bones stuck out of her flesh at sickening angles, but to his horror and fascination they slipped back beneath the torn muscles and were no more. "She can heal herself?" Sam whispered. He felt Mikaela move closer to his side, and immediately held onto her hand. His brown eyes met the yellow of the werewolf's and he unconsciously took a step back. "Optimus.." Sam said uneasily. "Go. Find somewhere safe to hide," The transformer murmured while he stood in front of them.

They bolted. She glanced at them, and then fixed her eyes upon the metal wonder before her. She hunkered down on her hands and knees while looking him over. There was no way she would be able to take him down. Her ears pricked at the sound of a revving engine, and she turned her head to see the teenagers get in a car; Bumblebee to be precise. Anger surged through her. Before she had time to react something picked her up by the scruff of her neck. Her eyes widened in shock before she snarled with rage.

Optimus Prime had knelt while she was preoccupied with her emotions and now held her like a puppy about to be scolded for urinating on the carpet. He watched her curiously as she flailed helplessly in his hold. He did a search on the internet for something similar to what he saw, and came to a place called Wikipedia. There was an article on werewolves, which soon led to shape shifting, and left Optimus very confused. Werewolves, or lycanthropes, were supposedly mythical and used for fictional purposes. They did not exist, and yet here was one shrieking in his grasp.

He attempted to soothe the wild beast by playing music. The soothing lyrics of Delta V, an Italian band, filled the air. Her bellows lasted for only a few moments before she fell silent. Her ears pricked up, and she cocked her head. A small crooning sound passed over her lips as she closed her eyes. Optimus gingerly placed the strange creature in his open palm, and watched her curl up. Her breathing became deeper, slower, and it took him a moment to realize that she had fallen asleep. "Bumblebee," He said softly over his comm. link, "Come back. She has been subdued." He closed the link.

He glanced at the werewolf. "…What am I going to do with you?" He murmured softly before turning his gaze to the sky.