Hiya!
Here's chapter 4! Next chapters on the way! Enjoy!
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Okay, so the links to the picture of the Auto-wolves aren't working, but if you go to DeviantArt and search "automutts", the first image is it. It's called "Oh look, Automutts".
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Transformers.
Bumblebee looked on curiously as he watched the pack busy themselves as the day began. He spotted Ironhide help drag the large deer from the day before into a different spot, and different wolves started eating a little of it. Bumblebee bounded towards the big piece of meat, stomach growling already. There was a large group of wolves around it now, and Bumblebee found he couldn't get to the deer. He recognized one of the wolves as Prowl, and he slid under Prowl's body and got back up on the other side. Prowl jumped back a little in surprise as the small pup popped up in front of him.
"Good morning Prowl!" greeted Bumblebee happily. Prowl smiled and went back to eating, Bumblebee right beside him hungrily biting at the deer. Hound, on Bumblebee's left, finished eating and left. A much larger wolf filled his position, and Bumblebee yipped happily to see his best friend Optimus.
"Hi Optimus!" said Bumblebee, his tail wagging furiously. Optimus chuckled at the excited little pup and smiled.
"Good morning Bumblebee," replied Optimus before he began eating as well. Bumblebee finished eating rather quickly and bounded off to find more of his new friends.
"Aw, but Sam! I don't want to walk anymore!"
"But we just started Mia!" replied Sam. "Listen to your older brother just this once, okay?"
"Hmph," said Mia. "You're not THAT much older than me. You're only fifteen."
"And you're seven. Eight years is a lot."
"Is not."
"Is too."
"Is not!"
Is- oh, whatever. Just hurry up a bit. We want to finish the trail by the end of the day."
"…It's THAT long?" Sam chose to ignore his younger sister and kept trudging up the beaten path. The trees blocked most of the sunlight, leaving patches of bright sunlight here and there. Sam breathed in the fresh forest air happily. It was nice to escape from the city for a while. The two siblings were staying at their grandpa's log cabin way out in the country, and with no parents. Sam cherished the whole two weeks of freedom he had. It was only the beginning of summer break, and Sam felt like a month had already passed. It was a pleasurable thought to know that he still had almost three months left.
"I'm hungry," said Mia. "I want a sandwich."
"The sandwiches are for later," replied Sam. "And you just had lunch!"
"Yeah, but I'm hungry."
"No, you can't eat a sandwich. You'll live." Mia pouted and continued following Sam down the trail, not uttering a word for a whole ten minutes. Hiking wasn't exactly what Sam thought as a vacation, but it was much better than being stuck in his house all day.
"Okay, let's see," said Sam as he pulled out a map from his backpack. "We're right here, and the trail splits here, so if we take this one then…" Sam's words became a quiet mutter, and Mia ignored him and looked around. She was bored out of her mind.
"Are you done yet?" asked Mia. "Which one do we take?"
"Let me think!" replied Sam. "Okay, so here, we should turn right which would take us back to where we started."
"Are you sure it's a right?" said Mia.
"Yes I'm sure," replied Sam. "Don't you trust me at all?"
"Not after you lost me in a Walmart."
"You wandered away from me! It wasn't my fault. Anyways, let's get moving." The pair began walking again, and hours passed.
"Shouldn't we be back by now?" asked Mia. "It's getting kind of dark."
"I bet we're almost there," replied Sam. "Don't worry. We turned left at the fork so we're good."
"…No, we turned right."
"…Oh crap."
Bumblebee was getting tired by the end of the day. He had watched a group of wolves leave, including Hound, Ratchet, and Ironhide, to go out scouting to find any scent trails of deer. Optimus had said they probably wouldn't return until they found a scent trail. Bumblebee had eaten a LOT, and some of the other wolves were playfully teasing him about his bloated little stomach. Bumblebee had also been very proud to help the twins "prank" Prowl by filling his den with these very stinky plants that had made Bumblebee crinkle his nose. Prowl had thrown out all of the stuff a while ago, but Bumblebee could still smell the stench every time he walked past the den. Prowl hadn't been very happy. But Bumblebee thought it was all very funny to watch him chase the twins around and around the clearing.
"Hey runt!" Bumblebee turned around to see Sunny, the only one who called him "runt". Bumblebee didn't really mind the nickname too much, since he was very small.
"Hi Sunny," replied Bumblebee while yawning. "I'm tired."
"I see that," said Sunny. "It's getting late. Let's get you inside the den."
"Okay," replied Bumblebee sleepily. Bumblebee followed the twins into their den once again, and curled up between the twins purring happily. He was very warm and comfy.
Sam and Mia and begun running back the way they had come, the sun beginning to set quickly. They had not yet seen the fork in the trail yet, and it was almost pitch black out.
"Why didn't I bring my phone?" said Sam, pacing in a circle. Mia was standing close to her older brother, scared of what might be out there in the dark. Both were panicking.
"Oh my god!" said Sam. "We're going to be stranded here all night! In a forest! Full of...things!" An owl hooted above the two kids' heads, causing Sam to tense and Mia to shriek. Mia clung onto her brother tightly, eyes darting around. Sam hugged Mia tightly back.
"It's going to be okay," reassured Sam. "Let's find a place to sleep." Sam and Mia walked off of the trail and into the endless abyss of the forest.
"Look!" said Mia. "I think it's a den." Sam went to see, and sure enough it was a pretty large den. Sam peered inside cautiously, and it was empty.
"Great!" said Sam as he crouched down and crawled inside. Mia followed closely, and they reached the end of the den. The small den was actually pretty roomy. Sam and Mia were both able to completely stretch out as they laid down on the hard ground.
Ironhide was exhausted. The scouting group had traveled for miles and miles without finding one scent trail. They wouldn't return until they did find one. Food was running low, the last deer they brought in the day before was the only one they could find. Now it was time to find a new herd, and during the hunt food was very hard to find. But once they did find a herd, everyone would be able to feast. The half moon glowed eerily in the sky, making Ironhide have an almost ethereal look with the moonlight on his glossy black fur. Ironhide wandered around some more, searching for somewhere to sleep. Suddenly the moonlight disappeared, and Ironhide looked up to see huge storm clouds rolling in. Ironhide walked around for a little longer before the heavens practically opened up and buckets of water came pouring out of the sky. Ironhide quickly became drenched, his thick fur sagging.
"Ugh," grunted Ironhide. He absolutely hated rain, and he had to find shelter now. Ironhide squinted and he spotted a raised mound of dirt, possibly a den. He bounded in that direction but stopped rigid beside the den. What was that smell? Ironhide remembered it. HUMANS.
Mia woke up from the loud pattering of the rain outside and the occasional crack of thunder. Sam stirred slightly next to her, but remained asleep. Mia sat up and stretched, rubbing her eyes. Her vision blurred for a moment, and she looked outside the den when she heard a twig snap. Mia froze as she saw two glowing, bright blue eyes right outside the den. There was a flash of lightening, illuminating the figure for moment. Mia gasped. It was a HUGE black wolf, and it's head was lowered and it was snarling quietly.
"Sam," whispered Mia, shaking her brother. "S-Sam!" P-Please, wake u-up!"
"What….?" replied Sam as he slowly sat up. "It's still night. Go back to sleep Mia."
"N-No Sam," said Mia. "L-Look." Sam blinked a couple of times and looked at the entrance of the den. His eyes widened considerably and he grasped Mia tightly. The wolf had walked into the den a little, snarling.
"Just, just, stay still Mia," said Sam, though he was not sure what they were supposed to do in the situation. The wolf continued snarling and walking towards them, and Sam and Mia pressed themselves against the back of the den. They were trapped. Sam thought how good of a story it'd make in the newspaper, he could see the headline already.
"BOY AND GIRL EATEN BY WOLVES!"
Sam shuddered and squeaked slightly when he realized that the wolf was merely two feet away now.
Ironhide snarled as he approached the two very young humans. He was considering eating them; his stomach was feeling very empty. But for some reason, something was stopping him. The two humans were scared. Very scared. Ironhide could smell it. And they were very young. Just little pups really. Ironhide mentally berated himself. But they were HUMANS. Humans had killed Chromia, and they had to pay. But not these particular humans. Ironhide was on the verge of biting the small female or just walking away. Ironhide stood there as his mind tried to clear itself up. What was stopping him? Why couldn't he just kill them like he killed his own food? Why? Ironhide froze. Maybe it was parental instincts since they were so young? Parental instincts? Since when did he have those?
Mia watched as the wolf just stood there, seemingly unsure of whether to eat her or not. She almost felt like reaching out and touching the thick black fur, but Mia mentally slapped herself. This wasn't just a giant puppy, it was a dangerous and wild wolf.
"Mia Witwicky? Sam Witwicky?" All three of them tensed as they heard men shouting.
"Mia and Sam Witwicky? This is the police, we're here to bring you home!"
"Thank god," whispered Sam. He almost moved to get up, but the wolf was still there. The only thing blocking his and his sister from going back home.
"We're here!" shouted Sam bravely, making the wolf growl loudly and move closer. A light shone into the den, and Sam could make out a man holding a flashlight. Then the man saw the wolf.
"Holy shit!" he exclaimed and did what instinct told him to do. He took out his gun and shot the wolf twice. One shot ripped off part of the wolf's ear, and the other one got him on the side. Mia watched with wide eyes as everything seemed to happen in slow motion. The wolf howled silently in pain as he staggered back, landing heavily on Mia's lap. The police were shouting something outside of the den, but Mia couldn't hear them. She only stared at the large mass weighing her down, and she could feel the wolf's blood seeping into her pants legs. Its breathing was unsteady and hoarse, and it coughed up some blood. The wolf's ear was also bleeding, the blood dripping onto Mia's shirt. Sam didn't move either. He only stared, frightened at the large creature laying on top of his sister. The police were shouting at them to move, and one moved to come inside the den. Almost magically, a bolt of lightning chose that moment to strike right outside the den, immediately starting a growing forest fire. The police backed away from the growing fire, unable to do anything, leaving the two children with the injured wolf.
Sooo, gooood? I don't really know, the POV is changing a bunch. Oh well. Review are appreciated! So click the pretty button!
~Sierra