E: We're back! Sorry for the wait but we had NO clue how to write this chapter!
A: What do ya mean WE? I was the writer...you just laughed at me!
Heather: She wasn't the only one!
Zoey: I was just wanting to get out of that room!
Terra: I know, I got so mad when
A: HEY!!! No spoiling the story!!!
E: And here you go!
"They're downstairs in your backpack," Sam's mother replied.
"But Sam," His father said, "Why-"
"Thanks a lot guys, see ya!" Sam yelled while yanking me down the stairs.
The others quickly followed and I couldn't help but notice the death glares Mikaela was sending me. I didn't get it. Mikaela was really nice, but-
There was pounding on the door. Heather stopped Sam before he answered it. We quickly told them that this was the part where they would be taken. Ignoring the people outside, we found the backpack. Sam handed me the glasses, and I put them in their case in my coat pocket.
The beating on the door continued, harder this time. I knew it was a matter of time before the door was going to be demolished. Sam's parents quickly ran down to save it.
Right on cue, the people from Sector 7 swarmed the house. None of us had any time to react as we were pushed into the yard. Then, Simmons, the asshole himself, stood in front of us with his fancy technology. Sam and Mikaela looked at it, confused, but the rest of us knew exactly what was going to happen.
We all stood in line as the device was waved in front of Mikaela. The readings were above normal, but not major. Sam was next, the readings bounced higher, and I figured that would be the end of it. Then, they came over to me. Instinctively, Heather, Terra, and I backed away. We were pushed towards the stupid device, and it went haywire. Simmons even looked surprised. He moved it towards Heather, and it continued acting wildly. Once he reached Terra, it nearly exploded.
Why was it acting this way? We weren't around the Autobots as long as Sam or Mikaela, but we were picked up by the Autobots...twice. We had the most contact with the Autobots in their true form, and this device had us busted.
"Bingo!" Simmons yelled, "Everyone, in the car, now!"
We all decided that we didn't have much of a choice. We were reluctantly handcuffed and pushed into the van. This is how Bumblebee would get captured...one of the agents would call for backup on the phone. I was going to make sure that didn't happen.
"I wouldn't make us leave if I were you," Heather said. We all turned to see that she hadn't moved an inch and didn't have handcuffs on.
"Look, shorty," Simmons replied, "I give the orders, not you fourth graders."
Oh, bad move! No one calls Heather short and lives to tell the tale! This guy was so dead! I didn't even try to hold back the smirk on my face.
"What'd you say?" Heather said.
"You heard me, shrimp! Now get in the van NOW!" Simmons ordered.
"Look, Simmons, I'll cooperate, but you're gonna get it when our friends come. This mistake is about to make you get your butt whooped," Heather replied as she was handcuffed and pushed into the seat next to me.
"Are you trying to get yourself shot?" Terra whispered.
"Well it won't be long now!" Heather said, "Besides, I hate that jerk. Even if he is only an actor."
"Not in this place!!" Terra scolded, "Everything's real here!"
"Oh, the cell phone!" I whispered, "As soon as Optimus rescues us, we have to take the cell phone!"
"Alright, Ladies man two seventeen," Simmons said in his annoying voice, "You filed a report that your car was alive. Explain."
"W-well, uh," Sam stammered. This wasn't going to end well. Oh, come on, Autobots, now would be a great time to save us.
"What do you think happened?" Terra asked.
"You kids know anything about aliens?" Simmons asked.
"What?" Heather laughed.
"You mean like War of the Worlds or something?" I said sarcastically, "If you really want to know, there's a city in New Mexico that can help you out. I don't know what you're talking about."
"Or are you talking about Martians?" Sam added.
"Obviously urban legends," Mikaela said.
It was easy to tell that Simmons was getting tired of all of the bad excuses. He eventually pulled out a badge and yelled,
"You see this? This is my do whatever I want and get away with it badge! If you don't tell me what I want to know I can send you away to rot in jail for the rest of your lives."
Mikaela had enough. Simmons easily blackmailed her with the information about her father. Oh, how I wanted to kill that man right then!
"Oh, you stupid idiots!" Heather yelled. This earned her a punch in the center of her face. A small line of blood ran down from her nose. She didn't move, and just stared at him, disgusted.
"Watch it, jerk!" I yelled, not even worrying about the consequences, "You think you can do whatever you want! Well-"
SMACK! The same scenario with me, only my mouth was numb and bleeding.
"Anyone else?! Huh!?" Simmons screamed. He was loosing it.
Luckily, before anyone else could react, the car stopped. If I could have moved my mouth, I would have smiled. We knew who had rescued us. Instantly, the windows were crushed, and the car was being lifted slightly into the air. We could hear the strain of the metal until the roof was torn off. Most of us screamed as we all looked into the eyes of the Autobot leader.
"Taking the children," He said menacingly, "Was a bad move!"
Wow! I had heard that line a lot in the movies but...wow! It sounded so much cooler in real life! Hey, I can't help it, I'm a fan of these guys!
"And injuring them," Ironhide added after taking a look at Heather and me, "Was an EXTREMELY bad move!" Well, that was a new line. But I liked it.
"Autobots," Optimus commanded, "relieve them of their weapons."
The other Autobots came in towards the car and easily pulled up the astonished agents' weapons.
Optimus then leaned in to our level. This part was gonna be good. I could tell Heather was waiting for the right time to have her "I told you so" moment.
"You don't seem afraid," Optimus said, "Are you not surprised to see us?"
Of course the idiot Simmons was still gonna play the "high and mighty leader of sector 7" role. It was obvious he was fearing for his life...and I would be too if I was him. He replied, "Well, there are certain S7 protocols. I am not authorized to communicate with you, except to tell you that I can't communicate with you."
Idiot. We all knew what was coming next.
"NOW!!" Optimus yelled threateningly. Well, I guess even the leader of the Autobots can't be patient all the time.
We all climbed out of the now crushed car. Well, not like anyone was going to miss the thing.
Mikaela was able to quickly get all of us out of the handcuffs. I smiled, and then winced as the pain traveled up my jaw. Of course the medical officer didn't miss that!
"Heather, Zoey," He called us over to him. Obviously he had scanned us. We wouldn't dare be dumb enough to say no.
"O-ok," Heather said as she climbed into the awaiting hand.
I was about to climb into Ratchet's hand when a thought hit me. The phone! I looked at Terra pleadingly, and she seemed to get the message. As I was lifted into the air I watched the show.
"You!" Terra approached one of the other officers that had been in the car with us, "Give me the phone!"
"What are you talking about, little girl?" He replied.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about!" Terra raised her voice so that everyone could hear, "This is a trap! Now hand over your cell phone!"
"You can't tell me what to-"
"NOW! " Ironhide said from behind Terra, making her jump out of her skin. He had his cannons pointed at the agent.
Seeing the cell phone in his left hand, Terra snatched it and threw it towards the ground, immediately shattering it. Of course that didn't end well. The stupid agent slapped Terra, sending her flying backwards, while yelling,
"WHAT DID YOU DO?!"
Ironhide easily caught Terra before she hit the ground. Oh, that agent probably wished he was never born! Ironhide activated his cannon in one hand, while lifting Terra up to his spark in the other.
"If I were you," Ironhide growled, "I would start running!"
The agent quickly backed into Sam and Mikaela, who handcuffed him to the metal pole.
"Did that male damage you?" Ironhide asked. If I wasn't mistaken, I could hear a hint of concern in his voice. Never heard that before.
"I'm ok," Terra replied, rubbing her now reddening cheek.
Sam and Mikaela had been trying to get Simmons to tell them what Sector 7 was. Of course Simmons wasn't going down without a fight. I wanted to kill that man!
Suddenly, Bumblebee started to pee on Simmons! Wow, I remembered that! Then again, everything was better in real life! We all started to laugh.
"Bumblebee, stop lubricating the man!" Optimus scolded, even though I was sure he had to be amused.
"Man, I never get tired of that!" Terra giggled from Ironhide's hand. (there ya go, scarlette16 ;) That was great.)
"You three continue to confuse me," Ratchet said, while shaking his head.
After we calmed down, Heather said, "We really gotta go!"
"He was using that cell phone to call backup!" I explained before any questions could be asked, "This is where Bumblebee was captured. Long story short: Optimus was the only one who didn't transform while escaping. He had Sam and Mikaela. They fell, and Bumblebee caught them. Then all three were taken."
"And we don't want that to happen!" Heather added, "So let's get out of here!"
Now that Ratchet had scanned us enough to satisfy his medical side, and only grumbled about "minor injuries," he finally put us down on the ground. Everyone quickly transformed and opened the doors to the humans. Sam and Mikaela rode inside Bumblebee as usual. I was once again inside Optimus Prime. Heather hopped inside of Jazz again. This time Terra rode inside Ironhide. I actually thought she was beginning to trust him, and with Terra, trust didn't come too easily.
As we drove off, I noticed more black vans and helicopters come our way. Now what would happen? Did we change the story too much?
"Uh, Optimus-"
"I know," He replied calmly, "Don't forget that we are the faster vehicles. We can easily outrun them."
Just then, some of Sector 7's vehicles pulled out of the sides, and in front of Heather and Jazz. Jazz managed to avoid them, doing all sorts of turns. But somehow, his door flew open and Heather fell out.
Immediately, Jazz transformed, blocking Heather from the incoming cars. Heather was completely knocked out on the ground. Helicopters came in and did the same thing to Jazz that they did to Bumblebee. He didn't fight back; just laid on the ground with the people beginning to freeze his body.
"Oh, no!" Terra cried.
"Sir, should we assist?" Ironhide asked.
"I'm afraid there is nothing we can do without harming the humans," Optimus said, sighing.
"But, they need our help!" I protested, "We can't just leave them behind!"
"Young one, we have no choice," Ratchet replied, coming to his leader's aid.
"Jazz is your friend too!" Sam shouted, "Bee, we have to do something."
Carrie Underwood's voice rang through the radio, "I guess it's gonna have to hurt. I guess I'm gonna have to cry...let go of some things I loved...leaving things behind...life's so bitter sweet..."
"Nice thought, Bee, but...not helping," Mikaela said.
"Hey!" Terra said, "Sector 7 has the cube! They are taking Heather and Jazz there to be interrogated about you guys...we have to at least follow them."
"We must follow the directions on the glasses," Ratchet said.
"Oh sure, NOW guys wanna get directions!" I grumbled, causing the entire semi to rumble...in amusement I guessed. I heard Mikaela and Terra laugh too.
We drove in silence for a while, and I felt my eyelids droop. I woke up later when the vehicle came to a stop. My seatbelt unbuckled itself and the door swung open. I climbed out sleepily to see all of the Autobots transforming. It was too dark, and I couldn't tell where we were.
"My scans indicate that the humans are in need of a recharge," Ratchet said.
I knew we probably couldn't stop now, but Ratchet was right. Everyone was trying to rub the sleep out of their eyes.
I looked at the others, not even trying to mask the look of worry on my face.
"It'll be fine, Zoey," Mikaela said, "I'm sure Heather knows how to take care of herself. Don't forget Jazz will be fine too."
I smiled, "I'm not so worried that Heather can't handle herself...it's Simmons who is in trouble! Heather gets a little quick tempered sometimes."
"SOMETIMES?!" Terra laughed. I just rolled my eyes as everyone else let out a chuckle.
"We must recharge," Optimus said, "We shall rotate shifts of standing watch."
The others nodded while all of us just began to fall asleep on our feet. Ratchet had agreed to take the first watch. Sam and Mikaela got comfortable on the...floor? We were inside some place? Where were we?
I felt myself being lifted in the air before I could register another thought. I looked up to see Optimus holding me close to his...spark? Laying down, he let me become comfortable on his chest. I stared into his bright blue optics, and I felt absolutely safe.
Ironhide had done the same thing with Terra. Who knew that Terra would get along so well with a weapons specialist!
I shook my head as my eyelids began to droop. It was weird, Optimus's spark was very warm. It gave me a comfortable feeling. I smiled as I fell into a dreamless sleep.
A: Ok, so a little bit of fluff. Should there be Autobots and OCs?
E: I think yes! But according to the author, it's up to the reviewers.
A: I hoped you enjoyed it!
Heather: I hope you guys just hurry up and rescue me...or at least let me wake up so I can beat the crap out of Simmons!!!
Zoey: *rolls eyes* See, I told ya, I'm more worried about what Heather will do to Simmons!
Terra: Just review so I don't have to listen to these people!
Heather: WHAT?!
Zoey: Gee, thanks, darlin'!
A: ANYWAY! I'll update soon! ;)