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Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or any other trademarked name or item mentioned in this fic. However, I DO own Project Seven.
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"Sam? Mikaela? Catherine? Are you there?!" The familiar voice of Optimus shot through the earpiece of the phone.
Sam felt an enormous wave of relief roll over him as he waved to Cat, explaining that it was okay.
"Yeah, Optimus, it's me," Sam finally answered back.
"Is everything all right? We noticed high levels of adrenaline a moment ago!" Optimus asked.
"Yeah, everything's fine, just a little surprise waiting for us, but Cat took care of it," Sam replied, looking to the animal, who was now lounging in a cat bed, seemingly content.
"How did you get this number anyway?" Sam asked, realizing that the house wasn't exactly owned by anyone they knew.
"The world wide web of course," the truck replied.
"Of course... Cat? She's-" Sam was about to answer Optimus' question as he looked to the kitchen and saw Catherine waving her hands in a "Nonono!" fashion.
"She's uh... upstairs somewhere, why?" he looked back to the phone, "...Well she's around here somewhere, when she comes back downstairs I'll send her to you, okay?...Okay, bye," Sam finished the conversation and hung up the phone.
"He wants to talk to you while you have a few minutes..." Sam advised the girl.
"He probably wants to give me a big speech of some kind..." Cat replied with a sigh, heading out the back door.
"You gonna talk to him?" Sam asked.
Cat stopped at the back door and said, "No, the old man can wait. I've got enough things on my mind right now..." she replied as she walked back outside.
Sam shrugged and went back to his soda.
Cat walked out the back door and into the yard. She looked around over each of the high, brick walls to make sure that their intrusion in the neighborhood had not been taken noticed upon. Ensuring this, her mind immediately went back to the early morning hours when she had been there previously.
"DON'T YOU DARE IGNORE ME!"
The voice startled her so much that her landing turned from precision to painful as she slipped down the steep tiles, and rolled off the two-story house, hitting the ground on her, already pained, ribs. Shooting up to a sitting position, Cat could have cared less about the fall.
"W-Who are you?!" she shouted, looking around every direction, seeing nothing but houses and darkness beyond them.
Cat leaned back against the house and closed her eyes.
"It was real... This wasn't something that my mind made up, of that much I'm sure... But I can't tell the others about it, because they'll tell me that I'm going crazy! No, I have to keep all of this to myself... Maybe it'll go away all on it's own..." She thought to herself, looking to the scrap remains of her right arm.
"NO!" Sam and Mikaela shouted.
Seven was thrown back several hundred feet and skidded to a stop. She slowly stood up, her left arm cradling the scrap remains of her right arm.
Cat remembered the moment when her arm was destroyed and thought, "I've got to rearrange my tactics a bit. Otherwise it'll be more than just my arm that gets destroyed next time..."
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Walking around the large scrap yard, the owner was sure that he had heard strange noises earlier. He walked through the piles of junked cars and sheet metal, not seeing anything unusual.
"Hey! Carl! There you are!" A young woman approached the old man, and he turned to the girl with a smirk.
"So you finally made it in to work did you, Melissa?" he asked.
"Jim told me about the mess at the Farmer's Market, anything happen here?" she asked.
"Well I thought I heard someone moving around back here, but I can't seem to find anything... Guess it was just them that was hit," he replied, looking back to the piles of junk.
The girl smiled and said, "You're gettin' paranoid in your old age! Now come on, we've got some customers to take care of!"
"Yeah, sure..." The old man replied, turning back towards the main building, but not before glancing back at the junkyard, looking for any suspicious people that didn't belong.
As soon as the two humans were gone, two giant robots appeared from some of the largest piles of junk in the large area.
"I told you to stop moving around so much! Now they're getting suspicious!" Ratchet gave Ironhide a good hit on the arm before turning back to his work, collecting usable bits of sheet metal and steel.
"Just hurry up! I'm getting tired of being a lookout!" Ironhide seethed as he checked around for anyone else.
"These metals are different from the ones back home. It's almost difficult to tell what will be better to use, since this arm is going to have to be used in battle..." Ratchet said as he looked over all of the stuff in front of him.
"Well the sooner we get a new arm built, the sooner the kid can build us some new weapons of our own out of this stuff!" Ironhide said almost as if he were a kid in a candy store.
Ratchet stopped his digging and looked to the weapons specialist, "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
"She said that she can use her Alchemy thing to build sophisticated weapons of mass destruction. And the more of those that we have, the better chances we have at defeating Megatron!" Ironhide replied, still on the lookout for any humans in the area.
"I never thought to ask her about things of that nature... Perhaps we could all collaborate with her for other things as well! She may even be able to fix armor! What an asset that could be for us in battle!" Ratchet began realizing the possibilities that their new friend could bring to them.
"Human!" Ironhide warned in a loud whisper.
The two hid once again. As soon as the human had passed them, Ratchet and Ironhide stopped what they were doing to answer an incoming transmission from Optimus.
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"Cat?" Mikaela opened the back screen door and looked to see that she was leaning against the house with her eyes closed, deep in thought.
"Hey, Cat," Mikaela got the girl to open her eyes and look to her this time as she continued, "Optimus called."
"What is it with you guys and picking up a phone that doesn't belong to you?!" Cat asked sarcastically.
"Sorry, habit. He says he wants to talk to you and he knows that you're not busy. He seems pretty upset about something," she advised as she bit into some sort of food supplement bar that she had found in the cabinets.
Cat looked down at the ground and sighed heavily as she pushed off the back of the house and started towards the driveway.
"I suppose I should go and talk with him now shouldn't I?"
"Well don't talk too long, I think Sam's almost done in the shower, so you can have a turn," Mikaela called out, watching the other girl walk down the driveway and out of sight.
Cat walked out to the street and crossed it, going straight to the blue semi truck with the flame decals all over it. The door automatically opened for her as she climbed in and sat down, the door closing quickly after.
"All right, I'm here, what do you want?" Cat asked in an annoyed tone.
"When you were out last night, did you encounter any other dream-states?" he asked.
Cat looked to the radio with a strange look, and asked, "Dream-states?"
"Yes, in which you saw your friend "Five"." he explained.
Cat froze for a moment and thought "How the hell would they have known about that?!"
"I have just finished debriefing Ironhide about what he had seen, and he explained that when you looked to him, even with lights in your face, the pupils of your eyes were dilated like they were when we had found you earlier. This made Ratchet believe that perhaps you were experiencing another dream-state while you were awake," Optimus finished.
"Damn them and their knowledge..." Cat thought to herself.
"Well that's not what happened, so I don't know what he's talking about..." she lied again, looking back to the house.
"Perhaps you could enlighten us as to what happened then?" Optimus asked, knowing full well that the girl wasn't completely giving them the full story.
"I already told you what happened... I went to look around for a bit on my own to think, found this place, then on my way back, I slipped on the roof of a house, fell, and that's when Ironhide picked me up..." Cat replied.
"And you encountered nothing unusual along the way?" Optimus asked.
"No, nothing unusual..." Cat replied.
There was a brief silence before Mikaela knocked on the door, Cat watched as the window rolled itself down.
"Hey, go ahead. Sam's done," she advised.
"Thanks, I will," she replied.
"Anything else?" Cat asked, eager to be relieved of being asked so many questions.
Optimus sighed and opened the door, allowing the woman to climb down and head back into the house.
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Chapter Teaser!
The yellow-eyed woman grumbled and cursed under her breath for a moment before she finally answered.
"Bullhead city..." she growled.
"Bullhead city? What do you want there?" Lillian asked, almost afraid that if she asked too many questions, she'd end up being killed.
There was no answer.
"Come on, Seven! You couldn't possibly tell me that -" Lillian yelled before she was cut off.
"I'M NOT SEVEN!" the angry driver shouted behind her.