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Chapter Seven: Rock a Bye Baby

Mercy knew she had a lot of things on her mind, and that was one of the reasons why she was having trouble falling asleep. She had gone to bed at 9:30pm, expected to be asleep at 10:30pm, but was still awake and it was 11:36pm. Rolling over on to her back, Mercy replayed the events of that day through her mind for what seemed like the millionth time. She was sick of it now, and got out of bed then made her way to the living room.

The android walked over to the couch that Megatron was lying on and saw his blue optics were softly glowing. This let Mercy know that he was still awake. "Go to bed Mercy," he stated before she could say anything.

"I can't get to sleep."

"Then stop thinking. You're not going to fall asleep with a restless mind."

"I've tried already."

"Are you tired?" Megatron asked.

"Yes."

"Then go back to bed and wait for sleep to come."

"I've been waiting for sleep to come ever since I went to bed."

"What are you reverting back to your childish ways now? What did you do in the past when your parents were still here?"

"I'd go in my parents room and I'd go over to my mom and tell her I couldn't sleep," Mercy explained.

"And what would she do?"

"She'd sing me a lullaby."

Megatron snickered, "Oh, so you expect me to sing for you now? How about I go find a titanium mallet and I knock you out with that?"

Mercy looked at him a moment and then said softly, "Would it really kill you to be nice to me for once?"

"You really think I'm going to sing you a lullaby?" Grow up you pathetic android and go back to bed. Don't bother me for the rest of the night."

Mercy glared at him and went back to bed. She snuggled under her covers and buried her head in her pillow trying desperately to fall asleep.

It was faint at first, but Megatron heard it. He realized that Mercy had either forgotten to close her telepathic link again, or else she was doing this on purpose. But Megatron could hear Mercy as she sung a lullaby in her head.

"Rock-a-bye baby in the tree top, when the wind blows the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, and down will come baby cradle and all."

Megatron was a bit stunned mothers actually sang that song to their children. The only impression he had gotten from it was death.

Mercy woke up the next morning and got up from the bed. She went over to the mirror only to see her bruise was gone and her pale skin was back to normal. The android then remembered she was going to Brenna's house after school. While she got ready, Mercy tried to think of a reasonable excuse to give to Megatron.

Completely dressed, hair and teeth brushed, Mercy sat down at the kitchen table sipping a bottle of unleaded oil. She thought the oil tasted kind of like a flat coca-cola, which was kind of disgusting, but the flavor rather soothed her. Megatron was still asleep on the couch, but Mercy knew he would wake up at any moment now.

Mercy suddenly heard him yawn and knew the decepticon leader was awake. Sighing, she glanced out the window. It was a few weeks until spring, and Mercy could hardly wait. She hated winter, she hated everything about it.

"Did you get any sleep last night?" Megatron asked stretching as he came into the kitchen.

"Yes. You look pretty tired yourself though," Mercy said observing him.

"I'm just sick of sleeping on a couch," Megatron remarked, "I get your bed tonight."

"Why don't you take my parents bed? It's bigger than my bed and besides, it's been years since anyone's slept in it."

"Were you conceived in that bed?" Megatron inquired placing his hands on the table.

"No, I was conceived when my parents got drunk and did it right here on the kitchen table."

Megatron grimaced and removed his hands, "That's disgusting."

"I was kidding, I don't knew where the hell I was conceived, all I know is that my parents where drunk."

Megatron frowned and sat down in a chair across the table from Mercy. The android glanced over at her unleaded oil that was only half drunk and pushed it over to him saying, "You can have the rest, I don't want anymore."

"There's something bothering you Mercy," Megatron stated.

"No there isn't."

Megatron fingered the half empty bottle of unleaded oil. He then glanced up at her saying, "You're lying to me Mercy."

"Stop jumping to conclusions, I need to pick up a couple things at the store after school today," Mercy explained.

"What things?" Megatron questioned suspicious.

"I need more under garments if you must know," Mercy stated, "It would be nice if you…didn't come."

Megatron took a sip of the drink, "And why not?"

"I just don't want you to, but if you must, meet my by the Post Office after school," Mercy said.

"Alright then it's a date," Megatron replied using the same words that Brenna had.

"I don't even want to imagine myself dating you."

The decepticon leader smirked, "You don't? How come?"

"Do I really need to explain?"

Megatron took another swig of the drink before passing it back to Mercy, "Yes."

Mercy glared at him and took a couple swallows, secretly spitting into the drink and then passed it back. Megatron put the can to his lips, "I'm waiting."

"You threaten me, you hurt me, and you restrict me from my natural rights," Mercy explained, "I don't like you."

Megatron glared at her and drank the last of the oil. He grimaced suddenly and remarked, "You spit in it didn't you?"

Mercy smirked, "Guilty of charge."

Before the decepticon leader could say anything, Mercy got up and got her backpack. She returned to the table with it and suddenly began taking papers out. Megatron watched Mercy neatly stack quite a few crumpled papers and then throw them away. Her backpack was now empty, minus a couple books and a folder. She then took out a piece of lined paper and a pen and handed them over to Megatron. "I need you to do me a favor," she said.

"What sort of favor?"

"Write a note, explaining your frustrations with the school."

"Why?"

"Because I'm going to need some sort of entertainment, I don't like to be bored when I'm called to Mr. Cushiant's office."

"Whoever said you're going to be called to his office?" Megatron questioned looking at the blank paper before him and taking the pen in his hand.

"I'm expecting it after what happened yesterday, c'mon, I know you want something to laugh about, just write whatever, you've been through the school long enough."

Megatron couldn't hide a small grin, "I suppose you're right." He thought about what to write for a moment and then began.

To Whom It May Concern:

After the events of yesterday, I must say that your school safety system needs a change. Through a few secret inspections of the school I've noticed that you have metal detectors and fire alarms. I've also noticed that you do not bother to check the metal detectors when their alarms go off. Why bother even having them there at all?

And I've seen that you spend most of your money and time on trying to protect the students from potential harm that they may inflict upon each other. I noticed that you hardly ever monitor the teachers who could very likely be planning something such as Mr. Hill.

Speaking of teachers, I've seen that a number of them are rather perverted. Mostly male teachers, one a principal who's name I will not disclose in this letter, but I'm quite certain you know who.

Finally, I think it's about time the interior of the school was repainted. Faded yellow, green, and tan are rather…difficult…to stomach. You're lucky I'm not going to sue you for Mr. Hill's actions against my dearest Mercy.

Mr. M. T. LeCroix

Megatron handed the letter over to Mercy who read it and said, "That's perfect. Though I wouldn't consider myself your dearest."

The decepticon leader frowned, "And I hope you never do consider it."

Mercy rolled her eyes, "Why don't you go back to sleep and wake up on the correct side of the couch?"

Megatron glared at Mercy who glared right on back. She then folded the letter and put it in her folder, which she put in her backpack. It was still a few minutes before Mercy had to leave. Megatron broke the silence by saying; "I want you to stay away from Brenna today."

"She saved my life and you still don't like her?"

"You weren't dying Mercy, I'm sick of telling you that."

"Well still, she thought I was dying, and no one else did anything to help me out of that situation," Mercy explained.

"I did."

"You very graciously helped me into it," she stated and got up from the table. Putting on her backpack she made her way over to the door.

"Isn't it a little early for you to be leaving?" Megatron asked turning to face her from the chair he was sitting in.

"The sooner I get out of this house, the sooner I can stop having to look at you."

Megatron smirked, "Good point." He got up from the chair and followed Mercy out the door.

Mercy met Brenna at her locker again. The android wasn't quite sure why but it made her feel good having someone who cared about her when the 5, 999,999,999 billion other people in the world didn't. Mercy strode up to her locker eager to meet with Brenna.

"Morning LeCroix," Brenna exclaimed grinning, "Are we still set for after school today?"

Mercy frowned suddenly realizing that Brenna could easily give out her secret. She then softly smiled and answered, "Yes."

"What is she talking about Mercy?"

"Oops, did I forget to mention she's coming too?"

"Mercy…just why would she need to come to the store when you're buying under garments?"

"She's paying for them, I don't have any spare money."

"We'll talk about this later Mercy."

"So how are you this morning after what happened yesterday?" Brenna inquired as Mercy took the books she needed out of her locker, "I see your bruise is gone."

"I'm fine Brenna. I was fine yesterday, just a little unnerved," Mercy explained, "I never thanked you for helping me yesterday so thanks."

"Stop with the mushy crap already."

"Jealous?"

"Hardly."

"You don't need to thank me," Brenna stated, "You would've done the same thing for me, right?"

"Well, if you weren't drowning, then yes."

Brenna grinned rolling her eyes and Mercy shut her locker. The two girls headed for homeroom and once they got there, they went to their seats.

"Ah Mercy. Mr. Cushiant called a few minutes ago, he would like to see you down in his office," the teacher exclaimed.

"Would he now?" Mercy retorted causing Brenna to giggle.

"See you later LeCroix," Brenna called.

Mercy grabbed her books and left the room. She made her way downstairs to where the high school office was. The android entered ignoring the secretary and went straight into Mr. Cushiant's office. The man looked up at her as she came in and said, "Good morning Mercy, please do have a seat."

Mercy glanced around, "In what chair?"

"Go for his lap."

"Pervert."

"Oh right, the custodians are getting the new ones," Mr. Cushiant explained, "Sorry Mercy."

"It's alright."

"So how are you after yesterday?"

"Toy with him."

"Emotionally scarred, sore, afraid, and a bit traumatized. At least that's what my doctor said," Mercy lied, "What did you expect after one of your employees tried to drown me?"

His cheeks flushed and he quickly said, "My deepest apologies of course Mercy. Coach Hill has been fired and he's in jail."

"Where he belongs."

"Right. Are your parents handling this alright?"

"My dad wrote you a note," Mercy remarked taking out the note and handing it to the principal who read it and flushed even more.

"W-When did he come to inspect the school?" Mr. Cushiant questioned.

"I don't know, he won't tell me."

"Perhaps I can meet with him so we can discuss this face to face."

"He left this morning for a business trip, he won't be back for a month. And before you ask, my mother wants nothing to do with this. She walked out on my father and me a few years back and is living in California," Mercy lied again.

"So you're alone for the next month?"

"My grandpa is looking after me."

"Grandpa? I'm insulted Mercy."

"Good."

"I see, well Mercy when your father is home let me know so we can arrange a meeting together. You may return to class now," Mr. Cushiant exclaimed.

Mercy exited his office just as the bell rang. She headed to the chemistry room glad to be out of Mr. Cushiant's office.

Mercy was glad when the school day was finally over. As planned, the android went to her locker where Brenna met her.

"You ready to go?" Brenna asked.

"Yes," Mercy answered closing her locker door, "Megatron, are you at the Post Office yet?"

"Nearly. Mercy, if you don't show, you will be severely punished."

"Thank you."

"For what?"

Mercy didn't answer and that's when Megatron became highly suspicious of the android. He would give her fifteen minutes to show and then she was in for it. Megatron was pretty sure Mercy wasn't going to make an appearance and he knew by the time he got back to the school he would be unable to locate the android.

Mercy left the school with Brenna and together they walked out to her car. The two girls got in and once buckled up, Brenna started driving towards her home. Mercy was praying that they didn't have to drive by the Post Office, and luckily they didn't. It was about a five-minute drive, Brenna lived just outside of town in a very nice home.

Getting out of the car, Mercy gawked at Brenna's home. Brenna noticed and chuckled saying, "It's just a house LeCroix."

"Did I befriend a millionaire?" Mercy questioned.

"No, my parents are both doctors,"

"Oh, so they have money."

Brenna rolled her eyes saying, "Let's just go in."

Mercy nodded and followed Brenna into the house. When the android entered, she was hit by a blast of friendly warm air and the smell of strawberries. Mercy sighed relishing in the heavenly atmosphere. Brenna noticed and dragged Mercy into the kitchen.

"I don't know about you, but I'm hungry," Brenna exclaimed, "I'm going to order a pizza, is there anything you would like on it?"

"I'm not hungry," Mercy stated.

"You don't eat lunch, you don't eat dinner, and Lord knows if you eat breakfast, do you eat at all?"

"Yes Brenna."

"Well, I'll make you eat this pizza even if I have to force feed it to you."

"No, I'm not hungry."

Brenna waved her off and called the pizza place where she ordered a small pepperoni pizza. She then hung up the phone and turned to Mercy saying, "Why don't you ever eat?"

"I do eat, just not in front of other people," Mercy said knowing that was a lame excuse.

"Okay, what do you eat?"

"Unleaded oil," Mercy answered and then quickly covered her mouth.

Brenna stared at her and then remarked, "From the way you reacted when you said that, I have a feeling that you really do drink that stuff."

Mercy sat down in a chair and tried to avoid eye contact with Brenna. "Perhaps I should have told you before you ordered the pizza," the android replied.

"Why…how do you drink that stuff without dying?" Brenna inquired.

"I'm not human…not anymore. Look Brenna, I can't have you telling anyone about this," Mercy explained.

"No worries, I don't think anyone would believe me. Now what do you mean you're not human anymore?"

"Several weeks ago a voice suddenly entered my head wanting me to help it. I don't where it came from, it was just one day I heard it. So either last week or the week before, I don't remember, I actually asked the voice what it wanted. And it answered saying it was an evil spirit wanting to be resurrected. It threatened me into agreeing to help it," Mercy said.

Brenna nodded saying, "Okay I'm hooked, what happened next?"

"It came to me…a robotic ghost two feet taller than me. He just appeared out of nowhere and electrocuted me with something that turned me into this. Brenna, my hair used to be auburn, my eyes used to be hazel. Overnight I turned into this…an android."

"Does this robotic ghost have a name?"

"Megatron."

"Interesting. Is he mean to you?"

"He tends to beat me on a daily basis, and he follows me everywhere. He can turn invisible and Brenna, he does not like you at all."

Brenna frowned, "Is he here now?"

"No, he's not. I managed to evade him, but it's not going to be long before he finds out."

"This is kind of hard to believe LeCroix."

"Here," Mercy said, "This is what Megatron looks like." Mercy shut her eyes and concentrated on an image of Megatron. She decided to try something she had never done before and hoped to God that this would work so she could convince Brenna. She sighed and when she opened her eyes, a life sized holographic image of the decepticon leader was projected from her eyes. It had worked.

"Holy Jesus," Brenna exclaimed amazed and stunned by what Mercy was doing, "That's M-Megatron?"

"You bet," Mercy responded and then blinked destroying the holographic image.

"Mercy, I demand to know where you are this instant."

"Brenna's house."

"What?! Mercy, you're as good as dead when you get home. You better not have done anything stupid."

"Like what? Telling Brenna everything that's going on?"

"Yes."

"Too late."

"Mercy! Oh you've done it now. You better hope she doesn't believe you."

"She believes me. So, you can go home now, I'll be home later…maybe."

"You better come home or else."

Mercy didn't reply and looked over at Brenna who was still stunned. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. "That must be that pizza," Brenna stated, "Though they got the pizza ready awfully quick." She shrugged it off and disappeared around the corner to answer the door.

The android listened as the door opened and heard Brenna suddenly gasp as if frightened. She then heard a sinister laugh and then a male voice as it exclaimed, "It's good to see you again, my dearest Brenna."

Wow, another chapter over three thousand words. That's got to be a record for me. Well, hope you guys liked this chapter and please, please review!!