AN: I don't own Transformers, only my OC. And any songs I used go to their respected owner/owners.

Chapter 5;

'Thoughts(talking to inner voice)'
Dream
'Flashback'
Inner voice – will be explained further on into the story.
^Radio^
[Com. Link]

Storm's POV

Crowds' cheering surrounds me while I stare at my tormentor watching and waiting to see what they will do. A deep low rumbling laugh alerted me to my tormentor coming closer while I was chained, cornered and weak unable to do a thing, unable to move without causing me more pain than necessary.

"Well girl what to do with you today, hmm? Got any ideas to help me?" The tall dark figure that looks like it could rip a building in two asked waiting for me to answer. But I would not give them the pleasure of hearing my pained voice from being hung from a pole around 10ft if I had to have a guess by chains. "Not gonna answer bitch? Well then, your punishment will be that much worse." Cut off by giving a bone chilling laugh, my pursuer got ever closer with a set of pained eyes watching from a hidden spot unable to help me while silently begging me to be okay. For me to survive this.

I woke with a start with a bead of sweat dripping down my face from a nightmare like the ones I have every night since that day. You okay? 'Why do you care?' Don't use that tone with me, and I care because I can tell that seeing the eyes bring back pained memories. 'Yeah that may be but don't think that I can't handle it, I've had worse and I am NOT weak!' Okay, okay I'll be quiet by the way someone is trying to get your attention. 'Huu?' Snapping out of it, I'm met with a concerned sound coming from the radio.

"I'm fine bee. And, no offence intended, but why would you care? No one else does, so why should you?"
^You've got a friend in me^
"Using a Randy Newman song now are we?" a sound which I can only assume as a chuckle was my reply. "But do you really mean I Bee; am I really your friend?" An affirmative bleep showed me that I was on the right track. "No one has ever wanted to be my friend before, they are all too afraid to approach me." With a sad sigh I carefully climb into the passenger seat and look out of the window seeing nothing but blackness. With another sigh I pull out my phone to look at the time. 3:30 am. Great. Sarcasm present.
^When the going gets tough – Carry on my wayward son^ A giggle escaped my lips startling me.
"You sure know how to make a girl laugh."
^Thank you, thank you very much^ A full out laugh broke through my lips this time.
"Good, good quote… Elvis Presley… Classic!" I managed to get out between laughs. Wow that felt good. Having an actual laugh without it being false or forced. "Thanks Bee, I needed that." While wiping away tears from laughing so hard I end up remembering seeing something on the engine.

I open the door trying not to hurt Bee in the process and walk around the front to his hood.
"Hey Bee, pop your hood for me please I think I saw a small fracture in your engine." A silent click told me that he did what I asked. "Thanks Bee." After I grab my phone out of my pocket and turn on the flashlight I shine it over his engine and see the fracture. "Hmm, nothing to bad Bee, I just need to get some gel that works by bonding the metal together. It won't hurt and it generally last a long time. Although, it may be different for you considering you're not a normal car." I look at the fracture for a little while longer then turn off the flashlight and get into Bee. "Just drive to a large all night moto factor (AN: Sells car parts) and I'll get you some gel." With that last sentence we're off into the early morning.

After about 40 minutes of driving, we come across a familiar place as I get most of my part here when I fix up a car. Once Bee had parked, I got out and walked in only to see Martin behind the cash register.

"Hey Martin."
"Hi Storm. What can I get you?"
"Just need some bonding gel for fractures on an engine. It not that bad, but I want the strongest one you've got."
"Okay, give me a minute to get it. It's out the back." After 5 minutes he comes back. "Alright Storm, that'll be $10.95" Wow, must be good at that price considering you can get them at $2.50.
"Thanks Martin. See ya soon." Now, to get Bee's engine fixed.

Hmm, what's that, a Saleen Mustang? Never known the police to use them. Hey. Hey Storm, don't ignore me! '*Sigh* What?' Look at the side of it. 'What, it only says 'To Punish And Enslave'. Wait, they usually say 'To Serve And Protect'.' Well done, I don't think that car is friendly like Bee, but an enemy. 'What gives you that idea?' Don't you feel the bad vibes coming off of it? 'Good point let's keep our distance for now. We don't want to cause any trouble. But we WILL keep an eye out.'

After carefully opening Bee's door – that's gonna take a while to get use to saying, knowing he's alive – I slip into the driver's seat and start to drive in the direction of an abandoned building so I can fix him.
"Okay Bee, I'm gonna pull us in here and get to work on that engine of yours." Now, for the hard part, thinking that he's just a normal car and that I can't hurt him. With a tap on the hood, he pops it open allowing me to work. "Now, this may be cold Bee. So I'm gonna apologise in advance." I put around half of the tub on the fracture before I'm happy with it. "How's that feel Bee?"
^Thank you… you're wonderful^
"You're welcome. Oh and using ABBA and Eric Clapton hmm?" The feeling of the car shacking was my answer. "Well, I wonder how much time I've wasted. *Sigh* 6:30, I wasted 3 hours and I didn't even feel it. Come on Bee, let's go for a drive."

We've been driving around for around 3 and a half hours now seeing nothing out of the ordinary, not even the strange police car. I just hope that Sam's keeping himself out of trouble.
^Take a backseat boy^
"Wait, what Bee?" Oh, he's going back to Sam's. "Okay Bee. Be careful." With that I get into the back and plaster myself to the seats. I suddenly hear Sam's voice and from what I can hear, he's talking to Miles.
"Miles? Miles, listen to me. Listen. My car, it stole itself, okay?… Satan's Camaro. In my yard. It's stalking me." Damnit, we can' drive on the pavement.
"Bee, you can't drive on the pavement." He steers off of the pavement onto the road.
"Stop! No, no, no, no, no, no." He really doesn't pay attention does he; I mean I told him to stay calm! But no he has to freak out! And because he panicked, he flipped over a piece of pavement right in front of Mikaela. Bee and myself carryon driving until we get to an old parking lot by the looks of it.

"Bee, why are we here?"
^Shhh^ ATMOSPHERE since when did he… you know what, not even gonna question it. Sirens cut off my thoughts and I feel my blood run cold. I look over towards the entrance and see the robocop with his headlights sticking out and into Sam's face. I can do nothing as I watch and wait to see what happens.

AN: I think this is coming along nicely I dare say, let me know what you think. Fav and follow.