Chapter 8;

'Thoughts(talking to inner voice)'
Dream
'Flashback'
Inner voice – will be explained further on into the story.
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'My surroundings were dirty and I was surrounded by cheering while waiting for my next attacker. My life is hell has been since I've been 3. Stuck fighting for 1 year already in order to protect Him. "Now, our next opponent against Black Lightning… Dan! Now let the fight begin!

10 minutes later

"And our winner is Black Lightning. Who won the fight in only 10 minutes! She is the best fighter yet and the way she finished him! Amazing a quick snap of the neck and he was down. But not before he got a good couple of hits in! Let's hear it for Black Lightning!"
Only 10 minutes. My fights are getting shorter. I look to the left of the arena and see green eyes looking at me with pride but fear and sadness. I hate the fact that people are scared of me. Especially Him…'

I was snapped out of my memory by the Captain shouting "Anybody hurt? Everyone okay?"
Other soldiers were shouting to the public and anyone that was listening "Clear the area!"

Just as I'm about to turn around and look for Bumblebee I hear Sam's desperate cries.

"Oh, my God. Bumblebee? No. Your legs! Your legs."
"Oh no. Bumble…" I startle myself by saying that. Sam backs up into Jazz whose still in his alt-mode.
"Here. Here, back, back, back, back! You all right?"
"Please, please get up. Bumblebee, please! Get up!" my walls are breaking down if I'm starting to beg.
"Ratchet!" Sam screamed.
"Sam, Sam. He can't come. He's busy."
"But Storm! Bumblebee he's…"
"He'll be alright. We just need to get him outa here." Think Storm, think… That's it!
"Mikaela see that pick-up over there? Go hotwire it while I try to calm Sam down." After getting a nod from her I run over to Sam.
"You got to get up. You're okay. You're okay." Oh god, here we go.
"Sam! Keep calm! Panicking will get us nowhere!"
"He's lost his legs and you're telling me to KEEP CALM!"
"Yes. You are in no right frame of mind to help here now… keep calm and let me work." Poor Sam. He's all red face from being angry and afraid. Now where is Mikaela?
"Storm!" Found her. Now…
"Sam. Help her get Bumblebee on the pick-up."

*BANG… BANG… BANG*

Well, that's not promising at all. Listen to that. 'What?' Jazz, Ratchet and Ironhide are on the Decepticons ass. 'Alright, let's go and help out huu?' Just what I was thinking. Let's show them why we are the most feared human at the ring!
"Sam! Where's the Cube?" Found Lennox, Sam points towards the cube that's on the bed of the pick-up.
"Right there."
"Okay."
"What?"
"All right, I can't leave my guys back there, so here, take this flare. Okay, there's a tall, white building with statues on top. Go to the roof. Set the flare." Sam looks so scared.
"No."
"Signal the chopper and set the flare."
"No, no. I can't do this!"
"Listen to me! You're a soldier now! All right? I need you to take this Cube. Get it into military hands while we hold them off, or a lot of people are gonna die."
"Sam. Go. You'll be covered and I'll help them. I told you that I've always got your back." He's still scared. ''Course he is. Any sane person would be.'
"You got to go. You got to go. Both of you."
"No, I'm not leaving." Sometimes I forget how loyal Mikaela is…
"Neither am I. I made a promise to Sam that I would always have his back."
" You need to go. Go."
"No, I'm not leaving till I get Bumblebee out of here, okay?"

"Sam don't worry, you're in good hands."
"Sam, we will protect you."
"Ironhide. Keep him safe for me. I can't lose another brother." With them final words I run off into the mass of terrified people only to see the soldiers hiding behind some fallen concreate.

"Come on, Decepticon punk!" Aww Jazz, so sweet aint ya? "Megatron!" Crap! We need to move.
"It's Megatron! Retreat! Move! Fall back! Fall back!" People better listen to Ratchet and move or I swear anymore people and I'm gonna have a hard time keeping them safe.

"Wait… Lennox, where's Jazz?"
"Look up."
"What do you…? Crap, any of you have any daggers that you don't want or use?"
"All of us kid. Back pockets on our left legs. Why?"
"Can I use them or do you need them at all?"
"Have them but why?"
"To help." I send a smirk their way after getting the daggers and start running towards the building Megatron and Jazz are on top of.

I hear the soldiers scream for me to come back to stop, but I can't. Jazz needs my help. From my right the tank Decepticon starts to get ready to shoot at me but I'm already one step ahead. I whip out my gun and, while doing a cartwheel, shoot him in the neck which brings him down (AN: I know that this is probably impossible.). Next obstacle is a car in the middle of the pavement which I jump onto the hood and run over the roof and finally jump up to grab a pole that is sticking out of a wall. I then swing around it a couple of time to propel myself into the air, then run across a window ledge on a shop then push off the wall next to me with as much force as I possibly can. While I am doing flips in the air I get four daggers ready, two in each hand a when I uncurl from the flip, I throw the as hard as I can at Megatron, hitting his neck, just below his eye and two hit him below the mouth. This then leads to him dropping Jazz with a startled cry.

I land on the roof of a building opposite and concentrate on the sounds around me until I hear the tell-tale signs of a Peter-built engine. I look at Megatron to see him staring at me with a mixture of anger, confusion and what I would have to call, impressed. You need to run towards him, he'll keep you alive. With that said, I turn and run towards Optimus and jump down to street level. I run in the middle of the road and when I spot Optimus, I nod to the ground and then slide straight under him while he transforms above me.

"Storm, get to safety!" With a nod in his directions, I run off to find Jazz and help in any way I can. After rounding many corners and running through many alleyways, I finally find Jazz who has a cracked visor and is leaking some form of blue fluid.

"Jazz…"
"Heyy lil' lady. Tha' was a risky move ya did jus' then."
"Well, I would rather I get killed than you. They need you, not me. I'm just a human that got sucked into this and there are plenty more of us." I say with a shrug of my shoulders.
"You're jus' as impor'ant too ya know." 'Why is there so much… Concern? In his voice?' Maybe because he cares? 'But why? No one has before.' Things change…
"Let's go. The fights probably over." With a nod, we're off to find the others.

"Hold up." Guess I was right.
"You left me no choice, brother. Sam, I owe you my life. We are in your debt." Wait… they were brothers. Everything around me goes out of focus when I get sucked into a memory I would rather not remember.

"Now, Bla…Ligh… We are going to see how long it takes for you to beg and plead for us to stop, to do it to you instead." All I can do is glare as they have paralyzed me temporally. "Hehehe, we'll see." I see the side door open from the corner of my eye and am horrified at what I see. "Let's see how long it takes you to try and get us to stop from hurting your brother." A bone chilling laugh echo's around me but all I am focused on is the new form in the ring… my brother.

I try to get them to stop for thirty minutes but they don't listen. I'm sure I am in hell until I hear His voice.

"Whatever you do… don't give up… find friends, family… that love you for you… and find someone who will love you no matter what… bury me at our place… I love you sister… my other half… my twin…" His words are harsh as his breathing slowly stops and he goes limp in his captor's arms… I was wrong before, this is hell. I can hear a blood curdling scream but don't realise that it is coming from me. The saying all you see is red when you are angry didn't affect me, all I saw was pitch black until I came to the torturer when I ended him… My brother's words echoed around my head, and each time was like a punch to the stomach, reality finally set in… I was now alone…

I was snapped out of my horrifying flashback by Optimus' deep voice. I didn't see Jazz's worried look at Ratchet when I came out.
"We gained new comrades today. Thank you, all of you. You honour us with your bravery."
"Permission to speak, sir?" Bumble?
"Permission granted, old friend."
"You speak now?" I'm startled to Sam.
"I wish to stay with the boy."
"If that is his choice."
"Yes."
"Sir?"
"Yes Jazz?"
"Can I have permission to stay with Storm?" Wait… what?
"Why would you wanna stay with me Jazz?" Jazz kneels down in front of me to look me in the face.
"'Cause, ya saved my life an' I wanna get ta know ya."
"Storm, it is your choice." I take a look around at everyone's faces and come to my decision.
"Yes, I would be honoured for you to say with me Jazz." As soon as the word yes leaves my mouth, Jazz's face splits into a grin.

"You guys are going to need to move out of the city so we can get it cleaned up."
"Hey, Lennox."
"Hmm?"
"See you sometime soon alright?"
"See ya kid… Storm, you do well to day."

Once everyone said their goodbyes and see you later's, the bots transformed back into their chosen cars with Bumblebee being towed still. I get into Jazz while Sam hops into the tow truck that Bumblebee's on and we make our way to the lookout due to it being secluded. Where Optimus also projected a message.

"With the All Spark gone, we cannot return life to our planet. And fate has yielded its reward, a new world to call home. We live among its people now, hiding in plain sight, but watching over them in secret, waiting, protecting. I have witnessed their capacity for courage. And though we are worlds apart, like us, there's more to them than meets the eye. I am Optimus Prime and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars. We are here. We are waiting."

After all of this, I can't help but think that this is only the beginning…

AN: And that readers, is that final part of the 1st movie. Sorry for the wait, I've had loads of coursework to do. Let me know what you think. Fav and follow.