This sucks so hardcorely I don't know what to do. Was going to go shopping with friends: had to cancel because of weather. Was going to spend the night at friend's house instead: canceled because my mom is paranoid. I'm feeling too much joy I can't stand to breathe. (Note the sarcasm)

Disclaimer: I don't own crap except for Sonya. She is mine.

Name: Sonya Becker

Date of Birth: 1991FEB6

Age: 19

Height: 5' 6"

Weight: 115 lbs.

Eyes: Green

Hair: Blonde

Status: Civilian

Keller looked over the top of the girl's file he had asked for. What the hell kind of mess had she gotten them into? Sometimes it was just easier for him if people acted like normal human beings and ran when they see a giant robot. But no, some just had to sit around to watch a robo-death-match and then get kidnapped. Sighing, he turned over to a file he was especially familiar with by now.

Samuel 'Sam' Witwicky's file sat innocently on his desk along with the mountain of other official papers he had to eventually go through. The boy that had started it all. And, in a way, ended it as well. Or so it had seemed to most of the world, at first. They'd thought that Megatron was gone for good. But then the other Decepticons show up and shoot that hope down after Megatron was resurrected. As if a war in Iraq wasn't big enough, God had to through him a curve ball by stirring alien robots into the mix.

But baseball references weren't what he was trying to focus on. Taking a swig of his coffee, taken straight black for this special occasion, he set down to calling his higher ups and explaining the plan of action. But first he'd have to think of one.

Groaning, I sat up slowly, my joints aching from rough treatment. The first thing I established was that there was no way in HELL I was at home. Home was not made entirely of metal. Second, I saw the guy that had been with the robots lying close by. And that we were in makeshift cells. It looked more like we were in a box than a cell. Opening at the top, metal walls all around; a box. I tried to touch the top while standing on my tippy-toes, but still achieved nada. At least could say I tried.

Giving up on that for now, I went over to the boy. Or rather a young man, since he looked a little older than me. Nudging him with my sneaker, the answer I got was a weak response that sounded something like 'Five more minutes'. Plan B. I crouched down and began to tap on his forehead lightly but at a rapid pace. It was something my brother had done to annoy me. He'd start tapping on your forehead and ask if you could concentrate. Of course you can't concentrate!

He groaned and tried to turn over on his side but I just continued on. Eventually I got him to open his eyes. "What the hell man?" I stood up and gave him a light kick. "I'm not a man, thank you, and this is not a good time to be sleeping. Or at least I don't think it is." He sat up and looked around. "Where are we?" I just shrugged, not knowing what else to do. "My guess is as good as yours. So…um…I know this a really awkward thing to just ask, but…could you explain to me what the hell happened back there? One minute I'm hiking and the next thing I know I'm getting chased by a giant mechanical cat."

He kind of just looked down for a minute and then looked back at me. "Do you want me to start at the beginning, or just where you come in?" The way he said it, I figured this was going to take a while. I lowered myself down and sat with my legs crossed.

"Let's take it from the top."

"Optimus, what happens now?" Lennox, who was standing on the platform in the NEST headquarters, asked the Autobot commander. "We have to find where the two are being held before anything can be done." Lennox grimaced at the response. The army had been searching for the Decepticon hideout for months now with little to no luck. How were they supposed to find it now with a deadline hanging over their heads? It was only a matter of time before the enemy made their move, whatever it was.

Optimus watched the little human as he contemplated what the Autobots should do. Sam was vital in this. He was the human that had absorbed the knowledge within his shard of the Cube, so he was in serious danger. And this new human, a female he had been informed went by the name Sonya, was also now involved in the war between the Autobot and Decepticon fractions. Sending a message through his comm. link, he called the NEST team to gather.

Ironhide and Ratchet were the first to arrive with Bumblebee and Arcee close behind. Skids and Mudflap were following Sideswipe, who seemed fairly down since the incident with Soundwave. No doubt the usually cheery mech felt he had let them down. Optimus knew the signs after fighting in this war for as long as he could remember. He would just have to try and keep everyone together. All of them had been without the comfort of togetherness, a feeling of trust between fellow soldiers, for too long.

"Autobots, we have to find those children at all costs. We all know that Megatron and Sam have a history, and now that we are drawing more humans into a war they didn't need to be in, we have to make sure she is brought back too. We start searching for the Decepticon base tomorrow at noon. Ratchet and Ironhide patrol west and search the internet for signs of anything strange. Skids, Mudflap, you two take the north. Arcee and Sideswipe, you take the east. I and the rest of the humans are going to talk to the human ambassadors and try to keep things under control while patrolling the south."

The other Autobots said nothing against his orders, although he could tell they didn't like the fact that they knew there was little chance of actually finding the base that easily.

"Autobots, transform and roll out."

"So then Optimus transforms into this awesome decked out warrior-mode and kicks the Fallen's ass. Megatron got away, but at least we got to keep the sun. Later we found out that Earth actually has an inner hoard of crude energon inside it, so now both sides are working on collecting it to convert into energy supplies." I sat almost completely quiet through Sam's story of his adventures with the Autobots, only saying small comments when I didn't understand what he was talking about. "Wow Sam, that's awesome! It must've been so amazing…" I drifted off to my own thoughts. I don't think I could've been that brave. Running at a giant evil robot and shoving the Cube into him…that just doesn't sound like my kind of thing.

Sam started to talk again, but we were interrupted when a shadow was cast over us. I looked up to find a metal monster with bright red eyes looking down on me. Oh holy crap. "Hello humans. Welcome to the Decepticon base." Sam stood up and flipped the thing off. "Shut up Megatron! Wait until the Autobots get here, their gonna mess you up just like they did the Fallen!" The thing he called Megatron seemed to scowl (if they even can scowl) and then picked us both up with his claws. I stayed perfectly still, concentrating on the sharp edges that protruded from his digits. If one of those spears me, I'm going to be in a world of pain.

He held up for his audience to see. All around we more Decepticons, as Sam had called them. I recognized the two big ones from before right away. And down below I caught a glimpse of Satan's pet cat. It growled at me when it saw me, which I countered with a quick jab of my middle finger. "Now what should I do with you little pieces of garbage?" He swung us a little and Sam let out a string of curses. I wasn't feeling all that brave considering that this guy could drop me and be done with it. "Maybe I should let these idiots use you for target practice. Primus knows they need it." The whiny Decepticon glared at Megatron, but either he didn't notice or didn't care.

"Now that we don't need to harvest this world's pitiful little sun, your brain isn't very valuable to me anymore, boy. Though I do think that a little revenge is in order." He brought his other claw/hand up and his pointer digit spiked to a point, which he advanced on Sam. "HEY! Nock it off!" I yelled, kicking the giant's hand as I screamed bloody murder. He stopped to look at me. "Oh shut up." He said and then flicked me away, sending me flying. I didn't even think to scream as I was falling. But before I could actually hit anything, Megatron seemed to change his mind about something and caught me. Though it wasn't exactly a gently catch to say the least. "No, I don't think I'll kill either of you yet. Better to use you as hostages than to waste this chance."

I glanced at Sam, who was looking pretty pale after his glance with death. Megatron gave a slight signal for the Decepticons from the desert to come forward. "Starscream, you are going to keep watch over the boy." Starscream, who I identified as being the whiny robot, looked like he was about to say something, but Megatron made a swing at him before he could comment. "Don't start Starscream. Do as I command and just don't kill the brat." Starscream took Sam from Megatron, but the way he held him was like a girl holding a poisonous frog. Megatron then turned to the other one. "Soundwave, you will watch the girl. Understood?"

"Command verified. Mission accepted." Was all the stoic-seeming one said and took hold of me with no apparent emotion. "Now leave me be. We will contact the Autobots soon to make our demands. Until then, try not to damage our bargaining chips." As Soundwave began to walk away I heard Megatron call after us.

"At least don't damage them too badly. Their no use to us dead."

So this chapter was longer than the last one, and I'm happy to say that I think I'm getting better at putting a little more emotion into my writing. At first I think it felt a little stiff but I hope this is a little more natural. Please review and tell me what you think!