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Protective Friend- Monday 12th April 2054

Scar frowned as she looked at Henry Masterson as he stood beside her locker in school. He was the most annoying guy she had ever meet and even with her mates threatening that they will beat him up if he harassed her one more time, she knew they couldn't or they would be in trouble, made him believe he had a bigger lee way to do what he liked to her.

"Hello Scar," Masterson said with a smirk as she unlocked her locker to stuff her chemistry books into her bag, before she hoisted it onto her shoulder before closing her locker.

"What you want Masterson?" Scar questioned as she walked away from him.

"Well I was wondering why a girl like you isn't going to the spring dance with me," Masterson replied with a slight ignorant smile.

"Because one I don't like you, two I have no intention of even letting you touch me and three I'm not going to the dance if you're there," Scar listed. "Now goodbye."

Scar muttered curses under her breath as she made her way down the hall way that would lead outside to the school. The weather in Detroit today was sunny with white clouds in the sky showing the blue sky on the city for the change in the seasons. It was the second week of the semester and Scar was making her way to the front of the school to meet Brandon that was waiting at the cafe that Tina worked in for extra credit as well as money to show her dad that she could be responsible.

"You're not getting rid of me that easily," Masterson said as he came up behind her. "Now then where are you going?"

"I thought I said get lost," Scar threatened in anger.

"Well I didn't listen to you," Masterson replied smirking. "Now where are you going?"

"Away from you," Scar stated as she went to get her bike from the bike rails.

"Pain to my heart Scar," Masterson said as he clutched his heart dramatically. "Could it be with that new friend of yours?"

Scar frowned as she unlocked the chain on her bike and placed it into her school bag. Pulling the duffle bag fully onto her back, she clasped the helmet into place before she pushed her bike back and around the rail so that she could leave.

"Whatever you've heard about him just know that he is better then you," Scar said before she pushed off and peddled away to get to the cafe.

Masterson watched her go, an evil glint going over his eyes before he took out his cell and called some people.

The city of Detroit was getting busy as people made their way home for the day as Scar peddled down the side streets of the city that would keep her away from the traffic. The rough areas of the city she was fine with a she knew some of the people there due to her friends and some of the charity work the garage and her uncle did for that side of the city. The ponytail that Scar had placed her hair into was coming undone under her helmet before she stopped outside a tiny cafe with blue letters on the sign reading "Cosmos Cafe". The manager was obsessed with space meaning that he had named the cafe after cosmos and the inside had the picture of space including galaxies, planets and asteroids as well as stars.

The bell on the door dinged as she entered the cafe. The cold air hit her instantly, making her rub her arms to remove her goose bumps as her body adjusted the drop in temperature.

"You should put a warning about that," Scar told Tina as she took a sit by her cousin. "You haven't seen Brandon yet have you?"

"In the corner speaking to the florist girl," Tina replied as she handed Scar her moccha and blueberry muffin. "She always asks if you're okay on that date."

Scar gave a nod, knowing who her cousin was talking about before she walked over to the two blondes. As she draw nearer to them she caught some of their conversation, and she stopped just a couple of metres away from them.

"Blurr you have to tell her," Florist girl said as she looked at Brandon. "If Scar finds out by some way other than you telling her what will happen?"

"Rhiannon what can I do?" Brandon asked as he took a sip of the beverage he had ordered. "I tell Scar and she freaks out at the fact I am a bit more than meets the eye."

"You can't lie to her Blurr," Florist Girl spoke again as her hand intertwined with his us. "Blurr you are gaining a trust that is hard to gain from her, don't blow it by not telling her the truth."

Scar watched as Brandon gave a sigh before his blue eyes saw her as she continued to walk; Giving Florist girl a look to be quiet, Blurr gave a smile as she stopped by the booth.

"Hey you ready?" she asked as she took a bit of her muffin.

"Let's go and sort out the pile of junk," Blurr taunted as he gave a smirk.

Scar rolled her eyes as she laid a punch to his arm before she walked off, the bell dinged once again to announce her leaving as she got her bike again. Brandon followed her, giving a hug to Florist Girl before he walked towards.

"Okay let's get to the garage," Blurr said as he swung a leg over the seat and sat behind Scar as she got onto her bike.

Rolling her eyes, Scar started to peddle away once again with her extra passenger as they weave through some of the late traffic before she turned down a side street and stopped at the entrance of the garage. Bobby looked up from reading a customer's report as he looked at the two teenagers from his window and a slight smile went over his face before he continued his reading,

"What you plan for today?" Blurr asked as they looked at the more improved, undamaged car in front of them.

"Well, some of the new door wings need painting with cobalt blue and I need to work on the tires," Scar replied. "Mind doing the paint Brandon."

"No problem as long as I don't get rubber chucked at me," Blurr replied. "You have to be back by seven right?"

"Yeah, family meal night," Scar replied as she looked at the four tires that rested on a paint sheet, "You can spray the paint; just don't make it smudge."

"Scar it is shaken so that it does an even coat layer and do two to make it stand out," he confirmed, as he picked up one of the spray paints. "Now are you going to do your bit to help?"

"Fine," Scar muttered a she picked up one of the tires that were on the paint sheet.

Rolling it outside, she picked up one of the alloys that would go in the centre, ignoring her protesting muscles as she placed the alloy above the tire, resting it on top of the tire. Pressing down on it, it squeezed into the circle it would rest in. When it was finally in place, she rolled it to the car and lifted it up and almost stumbled before a pair of familiar brown arms went above her own and helped her.

"Hey Lucas," Scar said turning to look at her oldest cousin.

"Honestly Scar you should have asked for help," Lucas said with a smile at his cousin.

"Now where would the fun in that be?" she questioned as Lucas holds the tire in place and she got the drill and got the bolts back into place for the first front tire.

"Do mom and dad know you're doing this?" Lucas asked as he followed her back to the three tires.

"Yes your parents know and they agree that this will show that I am willing to go to the uni when I finish my school work," she explained as they got another tire. "The boy is called Brandon and he has been helping me."

"Hi so this is the person who is helping my little cousin?" Lucas questioned with a smile. "I hope I don't have to teach him a lesson if he hurts you."

Scar rolled her eyes as Brandon gave a smile. Lucas gave him one back before they heard Bobby approaching them.

"Lucas how's training going?" Bobby questioned.

"Good, just got into the RAF and hoping to finish by August this year by the latest," Lucas replied, as Scar drilled the bolts for the other tire.

Bobby gave a nod as he passed him the other two tires which Brandon had come to help with. Lucas and Brandon drilled one tire on while Bobby and Scar did another.

"All done," Scar said, wrapping her greasy hands on her overalls. "I'm gonna go and get something to eat from Burger Bot; anyone want to come?"

"We're fine Scar," Bobby replied for him and the other two. "I think Lucas is going to quiz Brandon and make sure he is reliable as we have been telling him."

Scar gave a nod before she grabbed her bike, which was leaning against the garage wall and peddled off to the centre of the cities fast food joints.

Back at the garage Blurr frowned as he felt worries enter his spark. Looking at Bobby and Lucas he wondered if they would notice him taking his alt form.

"Hey Bobby how is the engine?" he asked as he tried to calm his speeding spark.

"It is drivable which you would know," Bobby replied before frowning. "Why you ask?"

"I just can't help to feel that Scar might be in trouble," he replied, wishing he would hurry up. "The car is the fastest way."

"Masterson," Lucas growled before he ran to his motorbike that was leaning against the garage. "That asshole is so dead. Brandon get the car. If he hurts her I am ripping his head off."

Blurr nodded as he got into his alt form and started his engine. He had to smile when he realised that Scar had add some improvements to his speed and engine so that he could go faster. Turning the wheel he followed Lucas and prayed that Scar would be fine until he got there.

Scar sprinted down an alley way trying to escape from the group of thugs that had ambushed her as she peddled across an alley a couple of blocks back. She gave a groan of annoyance as she hit a dead end. Hearing laughter behind her, she turned around and looked at the five guys that were smirking at her in glee as they analysied her stance of her body.

"Come on little girl we just want to play," one of them jeered as he stepped closer to Scar. "Our pal said that you were easy."

"Well your friend has been mistaken," Scar growled as she tried to find an opening.

In the distance was the sound of two engines driving by but the thugs didn't notice as they grabbed her and pushed her against the wall. Pain flashed though her back as her nerves felt the bricks cut into her back.

"Release her at once," an angry voice growled.

The thugs dropped Scar to the ground before they looked to see the newcomer. Blurr's eyes were glowing dark blue nearly purple in his rage of them nearly hurting his friend. The thugs looked him up and down and gave a smirk.

"So this must be her new friend," one said as they gave Scar a kick to her stomach. "What you going to do pretty boy. Report us."

"No I am not," Blurr said back, looking at Scar. "I am going to teach you a lesson on what happens when someone harms my friends."

"Bring it on," another said. "You lose we get some fun with your friend. You win we don't bother her again."

Blurr gritted his teeth in anger as his alt form engine gave a reeve from behind the alley wall. Scar looked at the sound and then Blurr in confusion before he shoots her a look to run. The first thug ran at Blurr. Blurr dodged, moving left and then right before his hand grabbed the incoming fist before he flipped the man over and then plunged his feet down onto his head, making him black out. The second thug attacked Blurr from behind while the third the front. Blurr stepped to the side, grabbed their necks and knocked their heads together before chucking them both into a trash can. Fourth looked at him nervously before he two attacked. Blurr ran to the wall, jumped to the fire escape before he jumped off to the kick the person into the chest and he landed into the wall behind, before Blurr grabbed the lose fire escape ladder and wracked him across the head with it.

"Enough," the last thug said, unleashing a knife and pressed it to Scar's neck. "You want to take me out, you will have to hurt her as well."

His teeth gritted as he eyes narrowed in anger as he felt a holographic gun form in the back of jeans that was tucked in between his boxers and jeans. Placing a hand around the handle, he clicked the safety off, before he moved and shot the guy into the shoulder making he drop Scar and clutch his shoulder in shock. Scar moved quickly and hugged Blurr in shock as her body shook with sobs and fear. Blurr's eyes narrowed again.

"Tell this to Henry Masterson; he wants Scar he will have to destroy every inch of my being first," Blurr threatened as a hand weaved itself into her hair.

The thug growled before he walked away, not looking back at the thugs as he lead Scar to his alt form.

"How did you find me?" Scar asked, timidly as they drove across the city.

"Tracker in your bike," Blurr lied. "Scar who is this Masterson?"

"He is some guy in school that harasses me," Scar replied, looking at Brandon. "Thanks… Blurr. You're a good friend."

Blurr gave a smile as they reached her house. Leaving the car, he lead her up the steps of the mansion before a butler opened the door. He stared at them both in confusion before Lucas came up behind them and pushed them both inside.

Unknown Location

The figure in the shadows stared at the men in front of them in disgust. They frowned as they observed the damage done to them.

"You can't catch a simple girl," they growled in anger. "Next time get her or be terminated."

"But master she had help," one complained. "A boy. His car seemed to match his anger."

The figure smirked as they turned away.

"So he has returned," the figure said. "The cybertion known as Blurr has returned well I wonder if Scarlet Magnus knows that."