AN: I don't own Transformers, only my OC. And any songs I used go to their respected owner/owners.
Chapter 6;
'Thoughts(talking to inner voice)'
Dream
'Flashback'
Inner voice – will be explained further on into the story.
^Radio^
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Sam suddenly screams and runs while the cop car transformed into a robot with 4 red eyes and killer claws. When Sam looks back he sees it and from what I can see, pushes himself to run faster.
"Oh, God, no! No! Oh, shit! Oh, shit, shit, shit!" Damn, that looked painful.
"Bee, come on, I need to help Sam he's in danger." The almost inaudible click of the doors locking and my seatbelt tightening was my answer, no.
"Oh, God! Oh, shit!" With the robocop standing over him with his wheel that's on his arm spinning on the car very close to Sam's head, to close for my liking.
"Are you username LadiesMan217?" the robocop yelled at him. Wait, that's Sam's eBay username!
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Smart; deny everything when my guess is that they have instant access to the internet!
"Are you username LadiesMan217?"
"Yeah."
"Where is eBay item 21153? Where are the glasses?" Glasses, Capt. WitWicky's glasses? Why would they want them? With that said, Sam jumps off the car he's on and runs towards then entrance. Right where Mikaela is… Ohhh that musta hurt her. I look over toward the rbotcop and come up with an idea that might just work.
"Hey Bee, drive towards Sam and Mikaela and do a 360˚ spin to knock his feet out from under him." With that we're off to save the idiots for just sitting still and not running… idiots.
"Sam, what is that thing?"
"You have to get in the car. Get in."
"I don't want to."
"Get in the car Mikaela. Trust me. You'll be safe with him." I had enough.
"Get in! Go, go, go, go, go."
"Pedal to the metal Bee!"
"Wait you're not driving Storm! Oh, God! We're gonna die! We're gonna die!" Why does no one listen to me I mean come on, I told Mikaela to not freak out in strange incidents a few months ago!
"No, we're not. No, we're not gonna die." Thanks Sam.
"Oh, my God!" Breathe Kae. "Trust me. He's a kick-ass driver! Oh, my God! No! We're gonna die!" So helpful Sam! "We're locked in. The car won't start. At least we ditched the monster, right?" Idiot you jinxed it! "Time to start."
With that said, Bee pretty much throws us out of him (that sounds weird) and transforms. Just in time to get tackled but the copbot. While Sam and Mikaela run off I see a little thing pop out of the cops chest and run towards Sam. Why don't you do something? 'Like what?' You carry weapons. 'Oh yeah…' I grab my Beretta 96 and decide to make myself known in the best possible way, by shooting at the little thing. Opps, looks like I got its attention, better run. While I'm running, I see the other two and Mikaela with a… reciprocating saw? Mikaela runs at the little thing and cuts it into pieces. After she's done that, Sam kicks it head… idiot.
"Sam, you idiot!" Don't hiss or growl or anything.
"What, how?"
"That thing was still alive, we could have taken it with us instead of you kicking the head to God knows where!" Calm down, calm down. Sam doesn't think like you do. "Whatever, I'm going back to see if Bee's okay." If in doubt, walk off.
By the time I've got to Bee they just stop at the bottom of the hill we're on.
"What is it?" Mikaela it is a he.
"It's a robot." No kiddin' "But like a... Like a different... You know, like a super-advanced robot. It's probably Japanese. Yeah, it's definitely Japanese." Idiot, at least he is starting to walk towards us.
"What are you doing?"
"I don't think it wants to hurt us. It would have done that already." … I have no words…
"Really? Well, do you speak robot? Because they just had, like, a giant droid death match." Insert facepalm.
"I think it wants something from me."
"What?"
"Well, 'cause the other one was talking about my eBay page."
"You are the strangest boy I have ever met." Have to agree with you on that one Kae.
"Can you talk?" Ahhh, the million dollar question.
^XM Satellite Radio... Digital cable brings you... Columbia Broadcasting System...^
"So you... You talk through the radio?" state the obvious why don't you.
^Thank you, you're beautiful. You're wonderful, you're wonderful.^
"So, what was that last night? What was-" I've grown board with this conversation. I jolt when Bee moves away from me and changes into his Camaro.
^Any more questions you want to ask?^ he pops his door open and I take that as an invitation and get into the back. It may as well be my second home right now.
Right now we are all inside Bee driving to an unknown destination when Mikaela asks a stupid and sensitive question.
"You know what I don't understand? Why, if he's supposed to be, like, this super-advanced robot, does he transform back into this piece-of-crap Camaro?" I'll say it again. Idiot!
"Whoa! Whoa!" Bee comes to a sudden halt and forces Sam and Mikaela out while I'm still in the back.
"Bee, what are you doing? I mean as much as leaving them is some time tempting-" and I get cut off by Bee going on 2 wheels and watch in awe as his entire interior and exterior change before my very eyes. "Whoa Bee, cool interior. Can only begin to imagine what your exterior looks like."
After that little stunt I decide that I am in desperate need for some sleep.
"Hey guys."
"Yeah Storm?"
"I'm gonna get some sleep; I've been up since 3:30 this morning."
"Okay. We'll wake you up when you're needed, or rather try."
"Thanks Kae…" With that I'm off to sleep.
"…Storm. Storm, wake up. Wake up. STORM!" And with a yelp, that is how I'm brought into the world of consciousness.
"What?"
"Groggy much?"
"Well Samuel, I did just get woken up so yes, I am groggy." After I said that, they got out of Bee so I could as well.
As soon as I get out Bee backs up and hear 4 different engines. And from what I can tell, 2 4x4, a sports car and a truck. When I look behind us, I see a H2 Rescue Hummer, a Pontiac Solstice and a GMC Topkick c4500. I then hear the truck engine behind me and turn around. What I see I absolutely love. A Peterbilt Semi-truck with a mostly blue body with flames going over the hood and the sides. They then form a circle around us and start to transform with such grace for their size it actually surprises me. And that's not easily done. The Peterbilt bends down to get level with us.
"Are you Samuel James WitWicky, descendent of Archibald WitWicky?" That felt weird, I felt the vibration of his voice going through my body.
"They know your name." No kidding Mikaela.
"Yeah."
"My name is Optimus Prime. " 'My name is David Bucher' "We are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron." 'And I am your personal hell.' I shake my head to get rid of the unwanted images and notice something. Wow, he's tall, very tall.
"But you can call us Autobots for short." The Hummer told us.
"Autobots." Parrot much Sam
"What's cracking, little bitches?" Oh my God, I love that voice. I, for some reason, feel safe and comforted. I have not felt that in a loooong time.
"My first lieutenant. Designation, Jazz." Suits him.
"This looks like a cool place to kick it." I soon find all eyes on me as I let out a giggle.
"Yes?" I get a chuckle from every bot present at that.
"What is that? How did he learn to talk like that?" Web.
"We've learned Earth's languages through the World Wide Web." Thought so. "My weapons specialist, Ironhide." Whoa, big ass cannons.
"You feeling lucky, punk?"
"Easy, Ironhide." Hehehe, he got told off.
"Just kidding. I just wanted to show him my cannons."
"I'm going to say this now. I NEED them, not WANT, NEED! There is a bigggg difference." If I was to look in a mirror right now, I would say that I look like a little kid on Christmas morning.
"I like this femme" Glad Ironhide approves.
"You like anyone that likes your cannons." Hummer answered. I need to find out his name. I see everyone looking at me questioningly.
"What can I say, I love weaponry, and know nearly everything about earths."
"We are keeping her." Thanks Ironhide.
"Sorry Optimus." Why am I feeling shy? Oh yeah properly because they can squish me just like that.
Our medical officer, Ratchet." He doesn't seem bothered and that's the Hummers name…
"The boy's pheromone level suggests he wants to mate with the female." While I'm trying not to laugh, Sam and Mikaela look uncomfortable.
"You already know your guardian, Bumblebee." Ha! I was right!
"Bumblebee, right?"
^Check on the rep - Yep, second to none^
"So you're my guardian, huh?" A nod is Sam's reply.
"His vocal processors were damaged in battle. I'm still working on them. Although, they look better than they did." He sounds confused, maybe…
"I found a small fracture in his engine block and fixed it the best I could with the limited supply's that I had. Could that be it?" They all stare at me.
"How –"
"Mechanic." I see their equivalent of eyes go dim – or in Jazz's case, a visor - then brighten after a few seconds.
"Hmm, that would explain the sudden progress of his vocal processors." He looks thoughtful.
"Why are you here?" Good question Mikaela.
"We are here looking for the All Spark. And we must find it before Megatron."
"Mega-what?" Smart Sam.
"Our planet was once a powerful empire, peaceful and just, until we were betrayed by Megatron, leader of the Decepticons. All who defied them were destroyed. Our war finally consumed the planet, and the All Spark was lost to the stars. Megatron followed it to Earth, where Captain WitWicky found him."
"My grandfather."
"It was an accident that intertwined our fates."
'Come back!
I think the dogs have found something.
The ice is cracking!
Captain! Grab my rope, Captain!
I'm all right, lads!
Can we throw you a rope, Captain?'
"Megatron crash-landed before he could retrieve the Cube."
'Men! We've made a discovery!'
"He accidentally activated his navigation system. The coordinates to the Cube's location on Earth were imprinted on his glasses."
"How'd you know about his glasses?" eBay.
"eBay."
"eBay." Stop being a parrot Sam please.
"If the Decepticons find the All Spark, they will use its power to transform Earth's machines and build a new army." Gee, thanks Ratchet.
"And the human race will be extinguished. Sam WitWicky, you hold the key to Earth's survival."
"Please tell me that you have those glasses." Don't plead. God, I swear that everything I say fall on deaf ears.
"He should do, he had them at home last time I checked."
"Then wha' we waitin' 'or. Let's get goin'." Couldn't have said it better myself Jazz. They all transform and Sam and Mikaela walk over to Bee while I walk over to Jazz. I touch his hood and ask…
"Can I ride with you Jazz?"
"Sure lil' lady. Get in."
"Thanks Jazz." I love these seats, they are soo, soft. I don't even realise that I've closed my eyes.
"Hehehe. Comfy lil' lady?" I answer with a grin on my face.
"Like you wouldn't believe. Oh and Storm."
"Wha'?"
"My name, Storm."
"Nice name. Unusual, like you."
"Thanks."
"By the way, why are ya so comfortable 'round me?"
"I don't know. I felt safe and comforted when you talked. And believe me, I've not felt like that in a long time." By the end, my voice has a hint of sadness in it.
"S'kay, don't worry 'bout it."
"Okay. Thank feels… nice… to talk for once."
"Any time Storm."
"Thanks J… I can call you that right?"
"Hehehe, yeah ya can. 'nd you don't seem like the kinda girl that is shy or unsure."
"I'm not, normally, I don't know why I am now though." A frown crosses my face.
"We're 'ere S."
"Thanks J. Better make sure Sam doesn't have a panic attack." A chuckle is the response I get as I'm getting out of Jazz.
"I need you to stay here, all right? Both of you. You got to stay here and you're gonna watch them."
"Okay, okay."
"Sam I can't. If I'm not with you, they're gonna get the cops involved.
"All of them. And fine, Storm, come with me. Do you hear what I'm saying?"
"Yeah, okay, okay."
"Five minutes, all right?"
"For the love of- Sam! Less talk and more work okay. Let's move." While I walk on the path Sam runs strait over the grass. Idiot.
"Thanks for staying on my path." *Facepalm*
"Oh, yeah. No, no, Dad." Don't shut the door I his face!
"Hey!"
"The... Oh, the path. I'm sorry. I forgot about the path. I'm gonna sweep the whole thing right now. How about that?"
"You know, I buy half your car..."
"Yeah."
"...then I bail you out of jail and then I just decided to do all your chores."
"The chores." Pay attention Sam!
"Yeah. Life is great, huh?"
"Life... Life is fantastic, is how good it is. It's so... Oh, the trash cans. Sorry, Dad. I'm gonna do the trash cans now."
"No, no, I don't want you to strain yourself."
"No, no, I won't strain myself, Dad. I'll do it. It would hurt my feelings if you do it."
"You sure? I don't mind, I don't..."
"I promise... No, no, no, I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna do the trash cans and I'm gonna scrape the grill and I'm gonna... I'm gonna sweep up the whole house right now." While this is going on, I see Bigbot step over the fence.
"Tonight, right now?"
"Right now. The... I love you. God, I love you just so much right now."
"You know, Mom wanted me to ground you. You're three minutes late."
"Right? Oh, well, just another thing you did for me, Dad, because you're such a swell guy."
"One more thing, huh?"
"All right, I love you! Sleep good, handsome man!"
"Bye Sam, Storm." I wait until he's gone before… SLAP!
"Ow what was that for?"
"For being an idiot." I walk off after that, I don't wanna hurt him.
"How am I an idiot?"
"You don't SLAM the door in his face Samuel, it makes you look suspicious! And… Gah! I am not doing this now, we'll talk later about how to lie." With that said I walk over to Jazz who is crouching down.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine Jazz. Just… annoyed. I'm also aching."
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know, my ankle is sore, but I'll be fine, I've been through worse."
"If it gets any worse talk to Ratchet. Okay?"
"Okay. And where's your accent."
"It goes when I'm talking to you when I'm concerned."
"Okay. I'm gonna go and help Sam. Wish me luck. It's gonna be like going into a swamp." I walk off with the quiet and soothing sound of Jazz's chuckle. I look around and see one of the funniest things ever.
"Mojo, Mojo! Off the robot! God!"
"Oh, wet." Go Ironhide, I hate that rat. Shoot it sky high!
"No, no, no, no, no! Easy! Easy! Hold on! Hold! This is Mojo. This is Mojo. He's a pet of mine. He's a pet. Okay? That's all. If you could just put the guns away... Put the... Put them away. Please."
"You have a rodent infestation."
"As much as I agree Ironhide, I don't think that that's the best thing to do, I mean how would we explain it?" That get a small smile outa him.
"A what?"
"Shall I terminate?"
"No, no, no, no. He's not a rodent, he's a Chihuahua. This is my... This is my Chihuahua. We love Chihuahuas! Don't we?"
"Speak for yourself." I mutter under my breath.
"He's leaked lubricants all over my foot."
"He peed on you? Bad Mojo. Bad Mojo!"
"Bad Mojo!" I have just died and gone to heaven, that was hilarious.
"I'm sorry. He's got a male dominance thing. That's all it is." Make up excuses.
"My foot's gonna rust."
"Hey Ironhide, you want me to get that?" I show him the damp cloth and get a nod in reply.
"Thank you femme. What is your designation?"
"Storm. Storm Casie Reyes."
"Thank you Storm. Now go and help the boy."
"Will do Ironhide." With a final wave I walk over to Optimus and tap him on the side of his leg.
"Give me a lift up to Sam's window please." He puts his hand next to me and I climb on. "Thanks Optimus."
Wow, this place is a mess. How the hell does Sam find his way around without stepping on something? I can't even see the floor!
"Sam! How do you even see the floor or where you're going? The floor is covered. Eww."
"Hey I'm a teenager and a guy at that."
"Doesn't mean that you can be a mess. It's gross, how are we supposed to find anything?" And I growled. "Sam, look at your window."
"What? What is this?"
"Time is short."
"They really want those glasses." No kidding Mikaela.
"Come on. What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna help you."
"Okay."
"Please hurry."
"We'll try big guy." Glance at me why don't you, just trying to be nice.
"Okay. Yeah, no, no. It's definitely gone." I look up from under Sam's bed just to see him panicking.
"What do you mean?" Deadpan much Mikki?
"My glasses were in the bag. They were in the backpack and now the backpack isn't here." No shit Sherlock.
"Well, they're gonna be pissed, so what do you wanna do?"
"So what I think you should do is you should... You should check this whole... This whole section here. Just give it a clean sweep, and I'll get the corner here." Mikaela goes to look inside of his so called treasure chest and cue panic attack. "Yeah, no, no, no. Not there. That's my... That's my private... Sorry. That's nothing."
"You just... You just told me to look..."
"I know, but I didn't mean to look inside of my treasure chest."
"You should be way more specific so I don't get in trouble in your room."
"I'm gonna go downstairs and check and I'm gonna get some painkillers while I'm at it."
"Okay, okay, whatever."
"Love you too Sam." I don't wait for a reply but I do feel a slight tingly feeling going through my body. Hmmm, I wonder…
"Hey Ratchet, do you have to scan me?" He looks startled.
"How did you?"
"I felt a tingly sensation going through my body."
"Well you said that you were going to take some painkillers so I wondered what was wrong so I decided to scan you."
"Well, it's nothing, just a sore ankle."
"I disagree, my scans show that you have broken your ankle 3 times and have dislocated it 15 times. And according to the internet, you should be unable to walk."
"Ratchet. I am fine. Really. Can you all just give Sam a 10 minute break and-"
"Autobots, fall back." With a last glance at me, Ratchet finely gives into Primes order. As I'm about to walk to the door, the house shakes, the lights go off and I hear Ratchets sirens. He probably walked in to the power line. 'Probably'. I shake my head and walk out my door. Strait into Ron and #Judy.
"Are you okay Storm?"
"I'm fine Judy. I'm just going to go down stairs and get a drink."
"Okay. But if there is another earthquake…"
"I know Ron, duck and cover." After they've questioned me, they make their way to Sam's room.
By the time I get to the kitchen, I see Sam's bag on the table and Jazz out of the window. Suddenly feel the whole house shake… again. The lights come on and I see Ron and Judy go into the living room while Sam and Mikaela come into the kitchen.
"Really Sam, it was here the whole time."
"I know, I'm sorry. Mikaela, I want you to distract my parents while I slip out and get these glasses to them, okay?" The doorbell goes off and we all share a glance.
"This cannot be good."
"Why do you say that Storm."
"Guys in suits. Shit."
"It's okay Storm, breathe."
"Thanks Mikk." I try and muster up a convincing smile but I don't think it works. "Come on, let's see what they want." I get two nods and decide to face the inevitable.
"What is this?"
"How you doing, son? Is your name Sam?" I don't trust him, he looks like a sleazebag.
"Yeah."
"Well, I need you to come with us."
"Whoa, way out of line." Thank you Ron.
"Sir, I am asking politely. Back off." Politely my ass.
"You're not taking my son."
"Really? You gonna try to get rough with us?" He holds too much power from where ever he's from.
"No, but I'm gonna call the cops because there's something fishy going on around here."
"Yeah. There's something a little fishy about you, your son, your little Taco Bell dog and this whole operation you got going on here." Operation?
"What operation?"
"That is what we are gonna find out."
"I think direct contact." One of his monkeys decided to talk now?
"Son?"
"Yeah."
"Step forward, please." Is that a… Geiger meter?
"Just stand?"
"Fourteen rads. Bingo! Tag them and bag them!" the other suits grab us and cuff us then drag us out to SUV's and shoved us in them.
"So, LadiesMan217. That is your eBay username, right?" Both Mikaela and myself look at Sam, her in disbelieve and me in amusement.
"Yeah, but, you know, it was a typo and I ran with it." Good cover up Sam. Note sarcasm!
"What do you make of this?" That's Sam's phone… Oh crap. "'My name is Sam WitWicky, okay? And my…' Is that you?" Smug little bastard.
"Yeah, that sounds like LadiesMan."
"Last night at the station, you told the officer your car transformed. Enlighten me." He thinks he's won.
"Well, here's what I said, okay? 'Cause this is a total misunderstanding that my car had been stolen..."
"Really?"
"...from me, from my home, but it's fine now because it's back! It came back!" I want to hit him.
"Well, not by itself." Wanna hit him so bad…
"Well, no."
"Because cars don't do that because that would be crazy." They all force out a fake laugh while I just sit there with my emotionless mask on.
"That's funny. That is so funny. So what do you kids know about aliens, huh?" 'They know. It's the only way they knew what to look for.' I agree.
"Oh, you mean, like a Martian? Like what, E. T? No."
"It's an urban legend."
"Yeah. You see this? This is an I-can-do-whatever-I-want and-get-away-with-it badge."
"Right."
"I'm gonna lock you up forever." Threat much?
"Oh, God. You know what? Don't listen to him. He's just pissy 'cause he's got to get back to guarding the mall." Nice Mikk
"You, in the training bra, do not test me. Especially with your daddy's parole coming up."
"Hey dude, not cool, a lady's business is her own!" That gets me a glare.
"What? Parole?"
"It's nothing."
"Oh, grand theft auto, that ain't nothing?" I want to wipe that smirk right off his face…
"You know those cars my dad used to teach me to fix? Well, they... They weren't always his."
"You stole cars?"
"Well, we couldn't always afford a babysitter, so sometimes he had to take me along." Poor Kae, she gets choked up towards the end.
"She's got her own juvie record to prove it! She's a criminal. Criminals are hot."
"For Gods – Stop checking her out, you're like 4 times her age!"
"That'd be a real shame if he had to rot in jail the rest of his natural life. It is time to talk!" out of the corner of my eye, I see the Geiger meter go mad.
We get lurched forwards in our seats and the windows shatter. Huge finger come through the front and back windows and we get suspended in the air while the metal is slightly groaning with the weight. And everyone's screaming except me.
"Big! It's big!"
"Go, go, go, go!"
"I can't see it! I can't see it!"
"Shift your weight towards the front!" At least Sam has his head on semi-straight.
"All right! All right!" as soon as those words leave the agents mouth, we drop to the ground. I hear the sound of air moving around an object then the sound of metal hitting the ground. Optimus then turns of his lights so we can see.
"You A-holes are in trouble now. Gentlemen, I want to introduce you to my friend, Optimus Prime." He has such a smirk on his face.
"Taking the children was a bad move. Autobots, relieve them of their weapons." He sounds pissed.
"Freeze!" Nice Jazz.
"Whoa! Whoa!" Wusses.
"Give me those!" I feel so much better with Jazz here it's unbelievable.
"Whoa! Whoa! Hi, there." *Facepalm* I give into the temptation.
"You don't seem afraid. Are you not surprised to see us?" Nope cos they know about you…
"Look, there are S-Seven protocols, okay? I'm not authorized to communicate with you except to tell you I can't communicate with you."
"Get out of the car."
"All right. Me? You want me to get..."
"NOW!" Everyone jumped.
"All right, all right. Get out. Hey. All right, I'm... I'm getting out. I'm getting out. You see? Very nifty how you put us down without really killing us." I walk over to Sam and Mikaela already outa my cuffs.
"You're good with handcuffs, too, now, huh?"
"Sam! Don't judge her, she had no choice."
"You always have a choice!"
"Sam, I have a record because I wouldn't turn my dad in. When have you had to sacrifice anything in your perfect little life?"
"Come on Kae." I throw a final glare his way and walk over to the S-7 goons.
"What is Sector Seven? Answer me." Guess Sam followed.
"I'm the one who asks questions around here. Not you, young man!"
"Shut up please. You have one of the annoying voices." *Snigger* How many times is he gonna glare at me?
"How'd you know about the aliens?" Mikaela it's obvious.
"Where did you take my parents?" Their headquarters duh.
"I am not at liberty to discuss it." No kiddin'
"No?" with that said, Sam reaches into the guys pocket and grabs his badge.
"Hey. You touch me, that's a federal offense."
"Do-whatever-you-want and-get-away-with-it badge, right? Hey Storm, look at this and try to find anything out."
"Will do." I grab the badge and see that his name's on it but nothing else.
"Yeah. Brave now all of a sudden, with his big alien friend standing over there."
"Where is Sector Seven?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"There's nothing on here. Only his name. Seymour Simmons. At least we know his name."
"You think you know everything don't ya little lady."
"I would shut up if I was you."
"Oh and why's that?" Sam points at me and Simmons sees my glare and flinches. I hear a pop and see something come out of Bee's… area and go all over the monkey.
"Hey!"
"Bumblebee, stop lubricating the man." Do I detect some humour in Optimus' tone?
"Get that thing to stop, huh?" That's it, I've had enough. I walk up to Simmons and SLAP!
"What the hell was that for!?"
"That 'thing' has feeling. And HE happens to be a good friend of mine so I suggest you watch what you say." I see him pale and feel very proud. I clench my fists and walk behind Sam and Mikaela.
"Umm, Storm?"
"She's behind us so that if she goes to hit him again we can trip her or something." I see Kae glare at the bastard. "All right, tough guy, take it off."
"What are you talking about?"
"Your clothes, all of it, off."
"For what?"
"For threatening my dad. And pissing Storm off."
"Little lady, this is the beginning of the end of your life. You're a criminal. Let's face facts. It's in your gene pool."
"Those are nice." I look over to see what she's talking about and smirk.
"They really are. Bet you get every lady you want with those."
"You're just jealous it ain't you." I whip my head around to stare at him in disgust when he sees a smile on my face and loses his smirk.
"I would never scoop so low or be so desperate to go to your level. Not even if you begged and was the last 'male' on earth." That gets a laugh out of the bots.
"Now get behind the pole."
"All right."
"This is such a felony, what you're doing."
"I will hunt you down, okay?"
"He'll hunt you down."
"Without any remorse!"
"No remorse."
"Enjoy."
"Okay? We have got to alert everyone."
"They already know. Speaker." Crap.
"Guys, we're gonna have company real soon." They all stare at me like I'm an idiot. Real nice guys.
"Optimus! Incoming!" Told you Ironhide.
"Roll out." He lowers his hand for us to get on. "Up you get." We run straight through a road while missing everyone. Wow.
We run under a bridge and Prime craps one beam with his hands and puts his feet on another.
"Easy, you three." As soon as he says that, a helicopter comes straight under us and I see Mikaela lose her grip and Sam grab her.
"No! No! No, Sam! Sam, don't drop me! Sam, don't! Sam, don't! I'm slipping! I'm slipping!" Sam loses his grip so I grab his wrist.
"Hold on!" Both Prime and I say at the same time. Unfortunately I lose my grip to as I'm holding onto a smokestack and my hand slips.
"No!" Prime tries to stops us with his foot but we just bounce off.
"Sam!" Luckily, Bee, catches us before we hit the ground.
"Thanks Bee." I pat his faceplates just as a helicopter shots a harpoon at him while other do and force him to fall to the ground. "BEE!" I try to run to him but I'm forced to the ground by 4 agents. "No, no BEE! Don't hurt him. He's harmless!" My pleads fall on deaf ears as I'm dragged off by 2 of the agents after I've been injected with some form of drug. The last thing I hear before my world goes black is his pained whirr.
AN: My longest chapter yet! I'm trying to make them longer to make less chapters. Let me know what you think. Fav and follow.