REVISED
Hey guys, thank you for your continuing interest in this story! Here's the next update! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I still claim no ownership to Transformers, or any other trademarked product or name in this story. However, I own soul custody over Project Seven!!
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Seven turned and saw that the last piece of food was being thrown in the second bag. She grabbed the sack of food, turning to the agent and snaking her metal arm around the man's, she pulled hard and quick breaking his arm. She kept the food bundled against her chest tightly and ran out the door, another man waiting outside. He was ahead of the girl and pointed a gun at her head, Seven growled at him to show that she wasn't afraid of the consequences. He ordered her to stop, but she continued on the warpath, ready for anything that was to happen. Before he could pull the hammer of the gun back into position, Seven had already thought ahead to her next move and clapped her hands together touching the wall of the nearest building. Before the man could shoot the gun, a large, concrete structure built itself around the man, encasing him in completely. It was a large, square structure at least a half a foot thick. She jumped on top of it and smirked, knocking on it with her knuckles. "Sorry to eat and run, but I gotta go!" She jumped off of it and sprinted to the end of the block quickly, shocked gasps, and screams coming from the surrounding civilians. If humans were scared this easily, she though, this was going to be too easy of a task!
She laughed to herself as she looked behind her to the humans. She had just made it around the corner to the side street before she ran into another agent, dropping the bags of food on the ground, and falling onto her stomach. She got up to shake off the fall when she felt the man grab ahold the girl's left arm, pulling it behind her quick and hard, which took it out of the socket.
"AHH!" Seven became upset and turned on the man, crushing his face with a hard punch from her right arm.
The man was knocked unconscious on the hit, falling to the ground with a hard "thud". Seven grasped at her left arm and clenched her teeth for a moment, feeling the shocking pain that shot through her shoulder.
"That's the girl!" A civilian male yelled as a group of humans gathered at the corner of the block, their intent to attempt capturing her. Seven grabbed the bags with her right arm and ran to Ironhide, who was completely oblivious to what was going on.
The driver's side door opened as soon as she approached and she jumped up into the cabin of the Topkick yelling, "GO!"
The Autobot screeched away from where he had parked and drove off. Taking notice of the group of humans who were yelling in fear just a little ways behind them.
"What happened?!" Ironhide asked, noticing the sweat on the girl's face and her rapid heart rate.
"Well... They found... me..." Seven said as she stayed below the level of the windows so as not to be seen.
"How the slag did they find you?!" he asked, screeching around another corner of an intersection, just barely missing being hit by a row of small cars that were making their way through.
"There were more of them than I thought.." she sat up, holding her arm with a pained expression on her face, "No big deal, we just need to get the hell out of here!"
"Well we should meet up with everyone soon, just hold on!" the truck picked up speed.
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Lillian was walking out of the base for the day, when she heard someone yell for her.
"Miss Andrews! Miss Andrews!" the voice yelled.
She turned around and saw a council member walking towards her quickly. When he arrived, he seized her by her upper arm and pulled her around the corner of another corridor.
"What is this?!" she shouted angrily, "Let go of me! Who the hell do you think you are?!"
"I'm going to give you one more chance to tell the truth... Where did you take the girl?!" he asked forcefully.
"I told you, Sunrise Manor!" Lillian stood firm on her lie.
"Oh really? Then why is it that there was a sighting of her in Los Angeles reported just a few minutes ago?!" he asked.
"What?! I-I don't know what you're talking about!"
"We analyzed your pocketknife as well... We found her blood on it... You're the one who removed her tracking chip aren't you?" he revealed.
Lillian held fast against against gasping in shock, "I... I got scared and stuck her with it, but of course it didn't do anything but anger her! I was lucky to escape with my life!" She thought quickly to reply.
"Yes it seems you were... Very lucky indeed..." The man let go of the woman's arm and walked away.
"Things are getting too dicey here... I shouldn't come in anymore..." Lillian thought as she walked away.
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"AH! Hey, watch it will you?!" Seven shouted as her left arm was jostled by the Autobot Medic.
"Stop fidgeting! I can't fix this if you move around!" Ratchet growled back.
"Are you sure you weren't followed?" Optimus asked.
"I hurt them pretty badly... I didn't see anymore after those three, and I don't think they saw me get in Ironhide and drive off... AH! Hey!" Seven replied.
"You're lucky nothing's broken, but I'm going to need to put this arm back in it's socket, which will probably feel somewhat like it's been broken," The medic explained as he looked over the girl.
"It wouldn't be the first time..." Seven said quietly as she looked away.
"If you knew that they were there, why did you risk yourself just for food for us?" Sam asked angrily.
Seven gave a small chuckle and said, "I've read up on human anatomy... Normally we're supposed to eat three times a day so food is important for you... I, on the other hand, can go days without feeling a single hunger pang... Just something I got used to..."
There was a brief silence before Ratchet said, "Someone needs to hold her still while I do this, otherwise her other arm and legs could jerk, making this worse..."
Jazz took responsibility in keeping the girl still, gently keeping her body from moving as Ratchet, then, quickly shoved the girl's arm back into it's socket. Sam and Mikaela expected to hear a sharp scream from the girl but she barely gave a whimper.
"All right, we're all done here," Ratchet said as the other Autobot let up on his hold.
Seven sat up and moved her left arm around a little, making sure that they had gotten it back into place.
"How's that?" Ratchet asked.
"That should do it, " Seven replied lightly, rubbing it at a little more to try and smooth away the scorching pain.
"Perhaps it would do you more good if there were more than one of us with you the next time you leave us," Optimus suggested.
"Actually, I was thinking about it. It might be better if I were to go alone from here on out..." Seven replied.
"Why do you think that would be wise?" Prime asked with a raised eye-ridge.
"You guys won't touch humans on account of your own ideals. Mine are a little different. I will harm or kill other humans if I have to. If you guys accompany me anywhere else like that you'll just end up getting yourselves caught... Which tells me that maybe... Maybe I should just be off on my own by tomorrow morning... I mean, thank you for all of your help, but... I think it'd be more problematic if I stuck with you guys..." Seven finished. Not only that, but she didn't want to mention that she still did trust them. She had made good on what Lillian had told her to do by helping the humans, but she wasn't about to stick around with unfamiliar, untrustworthy figures.
"Are you... Sure about this?" Mikaela asked, looking to Sam for help.
"Yeah... You guys have your own mission to go on, and I'm just slowing things down for you... I've got other things to take care of. I hope you understand, " Seven replied quietly.
"If you choose this, then we cannot stop you. But if you reconsider, I don't think anyone here would mind terribly," Optimus offered.
She looked up to the robots who were towering over her even while they sat. They... They wouldn't mind having her around? Did they really mean that?
"Thanks... That means a lot to me actually..." Seven replied.
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"What do you mean that you didn't capture her?! You were right on her!" An angry agent scolded the agents that had engaged the girl in the scuffle earlier that afternoon.
The only agents that were available to be scolded were the first two that she had encountered. The third agent, the one that she had given a hard punch to the face to, was still in the infirmary, his jaw smashed to pieces, as well as his left cheek bones. Although he had suffered this sort of injury, he, as well as the medical officers and other agents knew that the girl could have done much worse, and that she actually held back from killing him. In reality, one really angry punch to the head would have smashed him into immediate death. Needless to say, all three of them who had fought her felt lucky to be alive. The agent that had been encased in concrete thought that he would die of air deprivation but the girl had seemed to left a small air hole in the bottom of the structure that she had built around him. It may have taken them a few hours to dig him out of it, but he had managed to survive, and he felt relieved.
The agent with the broken arm spoke up, "There was no way that we were going to capture her! She had too much skill for just the three of us... We're all lucky to be alive in reality."
"...That does it... I'm calling back to base and demanding that Project Eight be sent out to us... The next time you go anywhere, you're taking Eight with you!" he ordered.
"But... But sir! What if we let her loose to grab Seven and she harms innocent civilians!?" another agent worried.
"We have a running deal with her... It should be more than okay to take her with you, as long as you keep extra security around! No more excuses! The next time you go, you are to take Eight with you! Understand?!"
The three men all silently lowered their heads in shame and said, "Yes sir..."
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Chapter Teaser!
It was quiet for a moment before Sam and Mikaela started whispering from the other side of the fire.
"What's all that about?" Seven became annoyed with this.
"I... I mean... We just wanted to know..." Mikaela started.
"Mikaela-" Sam was going to interrupt.
"Know what?" Seven was now curious about what the other two were curious about.