(Aliaya= Ah-Lee-eye-yuh)
It will swap between Sam, Aliaya, and some Transformers pov's.
English
Cybertronian
She was easily entertained, and in a way it was a good thing, at least for Sam it was.
She had been placed in a colorful room, paintings and photos littered the walls and allowed the female infinite options for her attention. At the moment her hues were glued to a photo hung in a dark mahogany frame. Centered in the photo sat Sam along with two others, the first was a young girl her arms thrown around Sam's waist protectively. The next was an army soldier, short hair and a grin ear to ear, all three held the appearance of just leaving a war zone. Her hues flickered to the small bronze plate at the bottom of the frame, her lips forming the words "Mission City...?" She twisted her head again, the name ringing somewhere deep inside the female's head.
A soft knock echoed through the room before the door swung open four people trotting into the room. Two placed themselves at the long table stretched in the middle of the room, the other two stuck close to the door guns propped up in a defensive position. She frowned at the sight of the two soldiers by the door before returning her attention towards Sam and the newcomer. "Mission City eh?" The male wagged his hand towards the picture she had been looking at moments ago before motioning for her to take a seat at the table they had flocked to.
Lowering herself into one of the white plastic chairs she shifted uncomfortably, they were more like lawn chairs then anything else, and a quick glance at the table revealed a tacky table as well. She had an inkling it was done for her, something she couldn't use in case she was a threat, but why would they consider her a threat? Had she done something wrong when she was with Sam. Her attention shifted towards the male as her hues roamed over the teen, he was slightly sweaty a nervous appearance and was suddenly having a hard time looking her in the eye. "My name is Major William Lennox, you can call me Lennox everyone seems to." He let a nervous laugh pass his lips as he brought the female's attention away from Sam and onto himself. He seemed nervous as well, his hues flicking up and down her body, as if he was waiting for her to make the wrong move.
"Hello." Her voice was soft and kind, yet fearful and bold, catching both men off guard as Sam shifted in his seat leaning over to explain to Lennox. "She's doesn't remember who she is, and we can't find any clue as to what her na-" He was cut off as the female stood pushing her wrist out towards Sam once again. "That is not true, this is my name!" Her index finger dug into the ink scrawled across her right wrist, the skin was slightly inflamed and soft red due to her constant scratching at the permanent mark. Sam shifted nervously before nodding, waving his hand in an apologetic way, "sorry...I forgot about that..."
She moved around Sam to stand closer to the uniformed male, her arm jutting out close to his face as she wagged her arm again. "Major William Lennox! Do you know what these symbols mean?" She blinked her hues a few times her head twisting slightly to the side as she waited for him to answer. There was a small bubble of hope that welled up inside of her, for in all honesty she was hopeful that this male would be able to read the letters. That this new male would be able to tell her what her name was. "I-I'm sorry...I can't read Chinese..."
Her small glimmer of hope was gone then, if this male didn't know how to read it why on earth did Sam bring him in here in the first place. She turned her attention towards the silent two by the door, "What does this say?" She stuck her arm out at them, both stiffening defensively before realizing she meant no harm. The one on the right coughed nervously as he shrugged his shoulders, explaining to the female that he couldn't read it either, the one on the left shyly shaking his head that he couldn't either.
Disheartened the female returned to her cold plastic seat, slumping her body into the table she allowed her forehead to rest against it her hair short hair waving softly as the air conditioning kicked on in the room, pushing the air around. "I need to ask you a few questions..." Lennox leaned forward in his own seat, the legs wobbling slightly before holding the male up with a sturdy force.
The female was quick to respond, her reply shooting from her lips like poison as she rolled her head away from the male, resting her ear against the plastic now. "No. I will not answer! Not until someone reads this!" Again her arm rose from her side, wobbling like a sad fish before flopping down with a small thump against her thigh.
Both men shifted nervously in their seats as they watched the female.
"Sir, doesn't Epps know Chinese?" A soft statement made by the soldier as he took a step forward whispering the words into the Major's ear before stepping back to his place by the door. A scowl crossed the male's lips as he stood up, "well I guess we have to take you to him then. Epps is on a conference call and it would be easier to take you to him that way he doesn't miss anything..." Sam stood up as well, his hand resting on her shoulder as he shook her slightly. "Did you hear that, we're going to get someone to read it for you."
Yet she wasn't as pleased as she had originally thought. Her left hand found it's way to her wrist once again as she nervously began to play with the ink that sat buried deep within her skin. For some reason she had a feeling that she wasn't supposed to know her name, no matter how much she wanted to know it herself. "I'll only let Epps read it on one condition." The female lifted her head, her face was no longer young and happy, it had taken on a worn and tired expression, nodding her head she allowed him to continue. "You must answer everything we ask truthfully."
She nodded her head happily before letting her own words slip from her mouth. "Promise to take me to Epps, not anyone else!" The Major agreed and stood from his chair, Sam following behind him. She nodded again to herself before heaving her body from her chair quickly following the men out of the colorful room. Glancing over her shoulder one last time she allowed her eyes to land on the Mission City picture lingering for a moment before the door was shut behind her.
Why did she feel like she had been there before?
It wasn't long until they reached their destination, all four men seemed a bit more on edge now then they had in the previous room. Standing in the hallway they all began to shoot looks amongst themselves, the female still distracted by the red almost purple scars that littered her body. Her nail scratched at the smooth skin above the most gruesome one, a large jagged line that stretched from her elbow to her wrist. The same voice within her that told her she shouldn't know her name, was also screaming that Sam had lied to her, that that line was not like the black ones. Frowning she curled her hand into a fist, watching the veins dance underneath her marks, some seemed to jag at certain angles others did not match her opposite arm. They were curious yet frustrating to the female.
The whispering in front of her had come to a conclusion and she shifted uneasily, they were all watching her now, as if checking one last time to make sure she wouldn't go in there and kill everyone. One of the guards stepped to the side as the other opened the door for them, allowing Sam, Lennox and herself to pass through. Closing the door behind her both guards kept themselves in the hallway.
The room they had entered was rather large, although room did no justice to the space, it was more of an aircraft hangar. Large double doors stood at one end, vehicles and people littered throughout the room. Dragging her hues from one end to the other she spotted a variety of things, many soldiers and many cars, although a few things stood out besides that. The main thing was the event playing itself in the middle of the room. A large scaffolding housing many computers and cameras wrapped around not one but four robots. Her hues grew wide with excitement as well as curiosity, her mind trying to grab as much information as she could about them.
The first was the largest of the group holding himself high with an air of royalty about him, he was splattered with red and blue paint. His face seemed worn and she couldn't help but notice the tires placed along his legs. He was one that she knew she could get lost looking at, so she forced herself to look away. Ripping her hues off the bot she turned her attention to the one besides him.
Slick black paint with a large bulky build the next radiated power, and the female knew she would have to be weary about him. He shifted allowing his hands to rest on his hips before letting out a blast of hot air. A smile tore onto her lips as she realized this one wasn't too fond to be here.
There was large yellow bot and for some reason he scared her more then the previous one. His face was set in stone as his hand smashed into the back of the black one, snapping him into shape. She knew he wasn't the leader, he had yet to talk while the one she adored continued to speak towards the cameras. She shifted away from the yellow bot to the very last one.
The last was a small yellow one, he was standing closer to the edge of the group and kept shifting back and forth almost like he was waiting for something. She was honestly surprised that the other yellow one had yet to hit him, he had already but the black one in place. Two short doors stuck out of his back and she let a chime of a laugh pass her lips, they resembled wings! Unfortunately her small ripple of joy caused the room to fall still, she had drawn attention towards herself.
She hadn't planned to alert them of her presence, but the small things that stuck out of his back, it was just too comical. She had laughed before she had even realized it. Taking a step backwards she disappeared behind Lennox shielding herself from the curious looks from the bots. Sam trotted forward waving towards the yellow one that had gotten her to laugh, the bot waved back towards the boy before shifting trying to get a better view at the female that had hidden herself.
"Optimus," the boys whisper echoed slightly across the emptying hangar. Most of the soldiers as well as the cars were leaving through the doors at the end allowing the room to fall eerily silent. They obviously took their presence as a sign that they needed to leave so most were leaving at a rapid pace. A few men sitting at the computers seemed to tell whomever was on the other line that a pressing matter had arisen and they would get back to them as soon as they could. Shutting down the systems they too began to clamber down the metal structure passing the female and exiting the hangar.
"Sam. I see you've brought a friend." She bobbed impatiently behind the Major, she was nervous to be around such large creatures, yet anxious for this Epps to read her wrist. "I'm sorry Optimus, she's Bee's friend not mine." The blue bot twisted his head towards the smaller yellow one and it finally clicked in the female's mind why they had given her such strange looks earlier.
It had been a joke between mother and son, a comical trade of knowing this giant robot. Yet she had played into it too well agreeing that she knew the bot, catching both of them off guard and causing the quizzical looks. A soft sigh pushed past her lips as she scrubbed the back of her head, now that question was answered.
"Bumblebee's...friend?" Sam nodded, he had moved much closer to the robots and was beginning his climb up the scaffolding where another military man sat. The Major began to move as well, and in turn she followed close behind. She didn't want to be too exposed or left alone, not in this new environment. Sam had reached the top of the platform and moved closer to the blue faced one. "Yes, he said that she was...the key to salvation or something."
The larger yellow bot nearly tipped hearing the words pass from the humans lips, both Lennox and the girl had reached the top of the structure and stood besides their human ambassador. The female still hidden behind the army clad man, wobbled back and forth from the ball to the heel of her foot. The bot shifted to see the female better, his optics scanning her body quickly her form too close to that of the Major for him to do a deep scan.
"Is this true, are you the Key young one?" His bright blue eyes shifted towards her and she was once again caught in his face. Large etchings dug deep into the side of his head and every small movement sent a thousand gears whirring and spinning deep within him.
"NO!" She stamped her foot against the grated metal, the pain of her flesh hitting it flashing momentarily across her face. She stepped around Lennox, the pressure shifted to her other foot, allowing the recently stamped one to calm itself before she put too much weight onto it. "Major William Lennox, you promised me!" Sighing the male waved the darker skinned soldier over. "This is Technical Sergeant Robert Epps, just call him Epps, it'll be easier for everyone, and again just call me Lennox." Shifting his attention to Epps he opened his mouth to speak, the small female's voice over powering his own.
"Technic-" The look given by the man caused the female to falter before continuing, "E-Epps, what does this say." Jabbing her hand out at the male she began to wave it about again forcing him to grasp the wiggling appendage in his own hands. "What these symbols?" She nodded her head happily stepping forward and pushing her hand against he man again, "please Te-Epps." Shrugging the male agreed focusing on the black writing for a moment longer before he began to sound it out.
"Aa..ahh...ahl...ah-lay...ah-lee...ah-lee-ay...ah-lee-eye-ah...Oh okay, you really want to know what it says?" The man tilted his head a smirk dancing on his lips. The female flared for a moment before realizing that the male wasn't actually serious. Pushing the anger from her heart she nodded her head once again waggling her arm about. "Please, it's my name." Blinking Epps shrugged his own eyes once again catching the scars before dragging his vision down to her wrist.
"Aliaya."