A/N Well, I realized something this morning. Two things actually, one that I could spell realized with an s and still be gramatically correct, and also that if I am reminded that I have a story to update, I actually update it instead of completely forgetting about it, which is what usually happens. Reminders come in the form of reviews, story alerts, et cetera. Again, longer! This one is 802 words (according to FFnet, Word says 776). Almost double yesterday's chapter.
Galloway looked at the number on his phone screen. All he had to do was press send and the call would start. He couldn't do it. His hand shook. A sigh was heard from the corner of the room. A figure dressed in military fatigues walked up, took the phone, pressed send, and gave it back. Smirking, Major Lennox walked out of the room.
It rang and it rang and it rang. Theodore Galloway prayed that it would never be answered. But alas, his dreams were crushed.
"Michael Bay." A voice from the phone answered.
"Yes, this is Theodore Galloway. I spoke to my superiors, and thankfully after not killing me and burying my body somewhere in the Nevada desert, they agreed to let me meet with you in regards to the movie pitch I sent." Galloway rehearsed into the phone.
"Ah, good. I am free all day Wednesday. I need this script in by next Friday, so we need to get working. Where can we meet?" Michael Bay said, pleased with the circumstances.
"Nellis Air Force Base. Meet me on the air strip. At the gates, tell them you're meeting me. I would bring your passport too, if I were you." Galloway quickly said into the phone receiver.
WEDNESDAY! (Because I like time skips, it makes things easier to write.)
The driver whistled as the limo pulled up to the air strip. A large cargo plane was being prepped for lift off. Crates of what seemed to be supplies were being stacked inside. A pair of curious eyes looked from behind a tinted window. As the limo stopped and the door was opened, an interested movie director filed all this information away for later questioning.
"Mr. Bay, welcome." Theodore Galloway said as he walked up to the limo as the driver pulled away, now free of his passenger. "If you would join me on the plane, we could be on our way."
"Of course." Bay nodded. "Where are we going exactly?" He asked as they entered the plane.
"A military base by the name of Diego Garcia. It shouldn't be too long after we take off."
"This is your captain speaking." A voice sounded from the speaker. "We are cleared for lift off. Please fasten your seat restraints and turn off all electronic devices."
"Time to go." Galloway smiled as he turned off his cell phone and pulled out a file folder and pen. "I'll need you to sign a few forms before we arrive." He handed the folder to Bay.
"What kind of forms?" Bay asked as he skimmed the documents.
"Oh, just your basic secrecy forms. What you can and cannot script into a movie. Et cetera." Galloway shrugged.
"Ah, well then." Bay set to work at signing the documents. The two hour flight passed in relative silence. (I know that it takes like 18 hours to get from Las Vegas to the middle of the Indian Ocean, I don't care. It seems too long. So let's say it's off the coast of California. Kay? Kay.) Neither party speaking.
As the plane pulled in front of a closed hanger, a man in military fatigues walked up to the pair exiting the craft.
"Major Lennox, this is Michael Bay." Galloway said in way of introductions. Lennox saluted. "Bay, this is Major William Lennox."
"Nice to meet you." Bay stuck out his hand for the Major to shake.
"The pleasure is all mine." Lennox said amused. "Everyone's assembled inside. I'm going to go alert Sam and Mikaela to your arrival." Lennox walked off, smirking.
Galloway gestured for Bay to follow him towards the hanger. As they neared the entrance it was opened by a group of soldiers who saluted to Galloway.
"Welcome to Diego Garcia!" Galloway gestured to the hanger, which was full of different cars. A large black truck, a red and blue semi, and a sleek silver ride among other vehicles sat surrounded by spikes. An elevated platform in front featured state-of-the-art communication equipment. (Imagine the hanger from the second movie at the beginning after Shanghai.)
"If you could follow me, we will begin introductions with the team." Galloway started up a set of stairs at one edge of the platform.
"There's no one in here but us." Bay said slowly as he ascended the stairs.
"Oh, how wrong you are." Galloway shook his head and made his way to the center of the platform, gesturing for Bay to stand beside him. "Autobots assemble." He shouted into the open space ahead of him.
A series of whirls and clicks met the confused and slightly worried director's ears. As he surveyed the scene before him, he saw something that he never imagined he would see.
A/N If you could let me know of any weird mistakes I made, that would be awesome. Also, I'm bored out of my mind. If anyone needs a beta, I'd be happy to help. Please, save me from my boredom of actually having to do homework, and preparing for my AP test, and dreading next year's IB and AP tests. Not lookin' forward to that. :D - smiley!