Transformers, Sam Witwicky, Mikaela Banes, © Steven Spielberg

Megan/Alice © Me

Transformers: Its in her eyes.

Chapter Eight: A golden present

Alice sprung form her bed in a cold sweat. She panted as her nervous orbs darted around the dark room. The booming voice of that robot, Megatron, echoed in her head. What a strange dream.

She glanced at the digital clock next to her bed. It read 3:40am…wonderful. She pushed back her damp blond hair and made her way to the door. She couldn't fall back asleep so easily as other people. As she slipped out, she made sure to close the door behind her quietly.

Slowly, she made her way down the hall. The first door she came across had hushed snoring behind it. Alice could only guess this was Sam and Mikaela's room. She pushed away from the door and kept wondering.

Eventually she found the bathroom. Its door had been left cracked open. She slipped inside and gasped at the shape of another figure in the room. She quickly flicked on the light switch to find it was merely her own reflection. She sighed again. "Why am I so jumpy? It was only a dream." She told herself and walked to the sink.

She stared at her own reflection for the longest time. The dark rings under her eyes reflected how stressful this whole thing had been on her. She rubbed at her eyes before plugging the sink and filling it with water. She waited for it to fill a little before she dipped her hands under the surface.

Forming her hands into a cup she splashed warm water onto her face. She did this several times before feeling satisfied. "…..Megatron." She mumbled thinking over her dream once more. The images of that city, those people, Sam and Mikaela. The thought of it made her shutter. Her skin made Goosebumps.

Her eyes turned back up to the mirror in front of her. It once again drew a gasp from her.

Her,…Her eyes! They changed to a pure gold color. In fact, they seemed to glow even.

She leaned in to get a better look. With her hand rested on the counter, most of her weight shifted forward. Before she was able to inspect the bizarre change of her eye color, her hand slipped in the puddle she had made on the counter. Gravity forced her down and made her face meet with the marble counter. She bounced off and fell to the ground.

Barley a minute passed before the screech of the child in the next room erupted. She held her chin and winced in pain.

A knock came at the door and a worried voice followed just behind. "Alice? Are you alright in there?" It was Sam.

Alice got to her feet and went to the door. "Ouch." Sam hissed as he got a good look at her bruising chin. Her pale skin took on a large red blotch. Her face grew even more red when Sam tried to hold back a laugh. She must have looked silly. "Here, come with me." He snorted, leading her back to the kitchen. Alice stared at the floor, finding nothing funny about her situation.

At the table, Sam handed her a pack of frozen carrots. She pressed it to her chin and sighed once more. "How did you bang your chin like that?" He asked, no longer giggling at her. "I slipped when I was checking myself in the mirror." She answered in a glum voice. She debated with herself on telling him about her dream.

"Well, you should get back to bed soon. Its not every day you meet a whole group of giant robots." He patted her back and headed back to the stairs.

"Hey, Sam?" She called after him. He stopped and turned back towards her. She paused for a minute and placed the carrot pack on the table. "….Never mind. Goodnight." She smiled. Sam gave her a questionable look but shrugged it off. "Night." He answered back and continued up stairs.

Alice looked down at her lap. She was fussing over nothing, just creating more stress for herself. At least, that's what she told herself. After a few more minutes of holding the bag to her chin, she placed it back in the freezer and walked back to the room that had been provided for her.

She plopped down on the bed with a tired groan and nuzzled her face in the soft pillow. She drifted back to sleep….this time, it didn't include a giant monster.

Author's notes:

I'm sorry about all this trouble! I'm such an idiot. '

I promise to get the next chapter out soon!

-Kyrsea