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Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, or any other trademarked item mentioned in this fic! However, I DO own Project Seven!!
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"W-Where are we heading?" Lillian asked.
The Seven look-a-like had tied her up so that she could run away, and tied a cloth around her eyes. Even being in such circumstances, she couldn't wait any longer to know what this girl had planned.
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.
Lillian held fast from saying anything to quickly, but soon decided that she had to ask.
"If you're not Seven... Then who could you possibly be?!" she asked.
The SUV suddenly skidded to a stop on the side of the freeway, Lillian almost rolling into the back of the front seats. She could hear someone moving around in the front seat, as if turning to face her.
"First I have to know something... What the hell made you people think that creating us was a good idea?" the woman asked in an oddly calm tone.
Lillian didn't answer at first, because she had, for quite sometime now, known that it was a horrible mistake to treat human life as guinea pigs.
"We were wrong..." she said softly.
The driver was momentarily quiet.
"We were wrong to believe that humans could be used... We were creating the projects for the soul purpose of having the upper hand against our enemies, but we were only creating people who would grow to see us as their only enemies... We wanted safety for our country, but what we didn't realize is that we were creating citizens and not giving any consideration for their own safety... We hadn't fully understood what would happen when the projects grew up and had minds of their own... We thought that all of them would comply with us if we only showed them what we taught them... We were wrong..." she finished.
There was still a brief silence before Lillian heard the driver turn back around and the car begin to pick up speed.
"My name is Eight..."
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"I'm telling you! You should have heard it! She sounded awful..." Mikaela explained over a large soda at a small diner.
"Mikaela, she dislocated her shoulder and didn't make hardly any noise at all when Ratchet fixed it," Sam replied, taking a giant bite out of a greasy hamburger.
"Yeah, well you should have heard her back there!... I offered to help, because of those wires on her scrapped arm, but she said that she had deactivated them so they wouldn't fry her... I bet that hot water stung the hell out of her back when it hit all of those deep cuts and scratches..." Mikaela replied back, looking a cross the street from the diner.
Cat had decided to see what she could find to cover herself up better besides the most obvious black coat that was given to her. Her clothes were practically in rags, so she needed to find better cover. Bumblebee had stayed to watch Sam and Mikaela while Optimus and Jazz made sure to follow Cat's every movements.
The woman couldn't help but feel somewhat cornered as she looked outside of the clothing store and saw a giant semi truck and Pontiac Solstice positioned just in front of the store.
"Smooth guys... Real smooth..." Cat thought, mildly amused, as she looked through hangers of clothing.
"Hi, may I... help you?" an older woman walked around the clothing displays, hearing some movement on the other side and when she saw Cat standing in front of her in the long overcoat with one arm, and two metal feet. Needless to say she was rather startled.
"It's uh... It's a costume and... No thanks... Just looking," Cat replied, going back to looking for something comfortable.
The woman was about to walk away but she decided to find out what this character's demeanor was and she turned back to the girl.
"Looking for something for the boyfriend?" she asked with a smug grin and a raised eyebrow.
Cat's face turned a bit red as she shook her head.
"I know!" the old woman clapped her hands together, startling Cat, and continued, "Let me guess, something in the low riding type?"
Cat shook her head again thinking
"No..." Cat replied, looking back through the clothing in front of her.
"Well, what exactly are you looking for?" the old woman crossed her arms.
"...Functionality I suppose," Cat replied with a shrug.
"Fun..Functionality... Okay! We can do that! How about something in denim?" the old woman pulled different things off of the shelf, as Cat felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.
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"What do you mean, exactly when you say that you can't finish the arm?!" Ironhide asked angrily.
"The Human nervous system is delicate! I'd have to have Catherine here to look over the structures that they had made to connect the arm properly! Until then, there's not much more I can do!" Ratchet prattled as he stared at the unfinished product.
Even as large as the scrapyard was, Ratchet only managed to pull together scraps of steel and cast iron, which would be strong enough for now, until they found something much stronger.
"We're outside of a clothing store right now, waiting for Catherine to finish finding some new apparel to wear. Bumblebee, how is everything with Sam and Mikaela?" Optimus chirped in over long-range communications.
"Everything's "A" okay over here partna'!" Bumblebee replied, using his radio communications of a used car salesman ad.
"Good. As soon as Catherine is done here, we'll be on our way back," Optimus replied.
"Optimus, has the girl mentioned anything about what may have happened to her last night?" Ratchet asked.
"...Nothing more than she has already told us," he replied in a grumble.
"I know what I saw, Optimus! Her eyes were the same way that they had been when she had gone into convulsions earlier! I don't even think that she could understand half of what I said when I first came upon her!" Ironhide seethed.
"I do not doubt you, Ironhide. But I think it will take some time before the girl trusts us completely yet," Optimus reasoned.
Ratchet sighed and said, "Just be quick, Optimus. I want to get this done and over with as fast as possible so we can get back to looking for the Allspark."
"And no one knows that feeling better than myself, old friend," Optimus replied disconnecting his communications for the moment.
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Sam and Mikaela had made a small disturbance with their laughter, as they talked about some of the more humorous things that had happened in the past few days.
"Yeah, I don't think I'll ever get over Bee "lubricating" on Simmons!" Sam laughed.
They both burst out laughing causing some heads to turn.
As the two tried and quieted down a bit, the door to the diner opened quickly and the form of Cat walked in, looking directly towards the two. She walked in and quickly sat down in the booth across from them.
"Hey Cat," Sam greeted.
"Hey..." Cat replied.
"Did you find any good to wear?" Mikaela asked.
"I managed to find some things like I had before. They'll do for now. You wouldn't believe how badly the people here hassle you to buy every item of clothing they have!" Cat replied, sinking into her seat with a deep sigh.
"Which is why I don't shop much..." Sam replied with a nod in agreement.
Mikaela rolled her eyes at Sam and before she could say anything, she heard the noise of a loud sneeze. Looking to Cat, the two humans watched as she sneezed loudly, two more times.
"You pick up a cold?" Mikaela asked.
"Also a reason I don't shop much..." Sam added.
"It's impossible... Must have been some random reaction to something..." Cat replied as she blew her nose with a napkin.
"What's impossible?" Sam asked.
"I don't get colds..." Cat said as she sneezed one last time.
"Well call me crazy, but it sounds like you've got a cold," Mikaela pointed out.
"I. Don't. Get. Sick..." Cat put her foot down on the matter.
"Hey, you look like you could use some sugar," Mikaela decided to drop the subject, passing something across the table to Cat, "Here, try this."
Cat looked over it with a raised eyebrow.
"What is it?" she asked.
"It's chocolate cake. Try it!" Mikaela insisted, passing a fork to her as well.
Cat picked up the fork and stared down at the confectionary in front of her as though she were afraid to try it.
"Come on Cat, it's good stuff," Sam encouraged.
The girl cut into the dessert and brought the bite up to her face. She shrugged and took the bite, her taste buds seemed to be overwhelmed with the new flavor. Her eyes widened and a small smile formed at the corner of her mouth.
"Oh this is too good! A girl's first taste of chocolate is too good not to take a picture of!" Mikaela laughed as she pulled out her camera phone.
Mikaela tried to access the camera function and her face went from a smile to a frown.
"What's wrong?" Sam asked.
"I can't get anything to work on this... There are some weird little lights flashing that I've never seen before..." she replied, still trying her hand at punching in numbers.
"Maybe the battery is dead?" Sam asked, leaning over to get a closer look at the device.
While the two were trying to figure out the phone, Cat looked outside the window as a darkness seemed to cover the street quickly. She looked up to a tall building across the street and dropped the fork.
"Uhh, guys?" she started, pointing to the building.
Sam and Mikaela both turned to the window, seeing what Cat was pointing to.
"Sam..." Mikaela grabbed his arm.
"Yeah... They're back all right..." he answered as the three got up and scrambled out of the diner.
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Chapter Teaser!
"...Run!... Get you and Sam... Away from...here!" she gritted through her teeth.
The Decepticon laughed as he reached over the side and grabbed onto Cat, holding her tightly within his grasp.
Mikaela figured that Cat was putting up an act to give her time to get away. She quickly put Sam, sitting up, against the wall, put her back to him and pulled his arms over her shoulders, hoisting him up onto her back. She looked back to see the Decepticon jumping away, still laughing, holding Cat so tightly that she almost couldn't breathe.