Another short one...I'm sorry, really! My head's jumbled with my Maximals Reborn and I just want to get it finished (although I'm making about seven stories to it...). So I apologize if this shortie's not any good.

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Chapter X

"I think this is all just a bad dream," Dina said. She was lying across Isis' bed, staring at her cell phone and waiting for her mother to text her back on what time to pick her up from her friend's.

"A bad dream that's lasted for about three months?" Isis replied.

"Well, I once had a dream that went through a week's worth of…whatever the hell it was…"

"Then we're getting into serious detail with this bad dream. And when we wake up, I'm gonna wish I had gone right back to sleep!"

Dina waited a while until she spoke. "Are you in love with Prowl?"

Isis jumped up from the bed. "Hold the phone, sister!" she said. Dina rolled and sat up straight. "Just because I think this is the best dream ever, doesn't mean I'm in love with Prowl."

"Denial."

"I know!" the brunette whined, and sat on the bed again. "Man, Prowl just seems so cool! Being a ninja and everything, you know?"

"Jazz seems more attractive."

"You have your eyes, I have mine."

Dina laughed and looked at her cell phone when she heard it ring. "Oh, that's Mom." She looked at the screen for a split second, then her eyes became confused and the rest of her face started to match. "Do you understand this?" She handed the phone to Isis.

"Looks familiar. What language is that?"

"I don't know; Yiddish?"

"Yiddish is still in English alphabet, smart tart." Isis grabbed the cell phone to get a closer look. "I've seen it. Uh…" Her eyes flashed white. Dina had moved backwards in reaction, and inside Isis there was impact the same time her eyes turned and she was pushed backwards onto the bed. "WAH!"

"Whoa!" Dina exclaimed. She gazed at her friend with astounded eyes. "What happened!"

"No clue…but it felt awesome!" She sat back up, her eyes still the color of white. Isis looked at Dina and titled her head. "Since when did start seeing blue like the guy in Blue (Da Ba Dee)?"

Dina only shrugged and backed off a little bit more.

Isis sighed. "Whatever, just gimme the message."

Her friend slowly handed her the phone again and waited to see something that might blow up from Isis head. But she only looked at the screen and her eyes went wider, revealing more of the white.

"Hey, what was the name of that white-haired guy we met before?"

"Who? Snow?"

"No, no…Well, yeah, him; but I meant what was it that Prowl called him?"

"Duh…Star something."

"Starscream?"

"Yep!"

"Well, that's the dude that just messaged you."

Dina scooted closer and looked at the text. To her it was just a whole bunch of symbols that you'd have to study wizardry and Japanese to even get a little of it.

"You mean…I got a text message from a homicidal alien robot?" Dina asked, pointing to the phone.

"In a nutshell, yes. He says he wants to meet me…Pfft! Like that's gonna happen!"

Dina stayed quiet for a good while. She wanted to ask her friend a question, but wasn't sure if even Isis knew the answer. Getting a message from a bad guy, who's from another planet, and met you first in the woods, is something you would want to think about. Maybe Isis meeting with him was the worst idea in the world.

/Dina!/

She jumped back onto the floor and held her head. "What the crap?!"

/Yes! It works!/

"Jazz, what the hell are you doing?!"

Isis titled her head in confusion. She didn't see Jazz anywhere, so why was Dina thinking he was there?

/It's a com link, Dina. I knew you two were it!/

"We're what, Jazz? Tell me!"

/Well, not now. You know the message you got from Starscream? Yes, I know he texted you…He might be picking up on this frequency right now./

"Then where do we talk?"

/Fem king's column./ Dina stayed quiet to show she didn't quite understand. /Clue./ With that said, one small beep in Dina's ear told her he had closed the link.

"Okay, Isis, Jazz said he wants to meet us," said the girl, turning to her friend. "He couldn't talk straight through…whatever that was…But he gave a clue where to meet up. Fem king's column. Any ideas?"

Isis tapped her head. "Nothin' in mah noggin."

"Great…" Dina sat on the bed again. "Fem king's column…"

"Well, fem means female. A girl."

"So put female and king together you got a queen."

"Queen's column?"

"Eh, something further…"

Isis stared at the wall opposite to her for a bit. "Hey, what's the opposite of column?"

"A row?"

"Queen's Row Street!"

"We're geniuses!"

They chose to keep their robotic forms for the girls' entertainment. They needed a good amount of it now, for they were about to have even more. Prowl had told Jazz for years about Carriers, but none thought they were real or even still existed. They didn't want to think about how they were here, they just knew that they were and something bad would happen if they weren't careful.

"Yo, robo-heads!" they heard a voice shout. "Yodel 'ey!"

Prowl groaned in irritation. He knew automatically it was Isis, not just because he was attuned to her, just the voice could be heard a mile away and still be recognized by now.

Dina was walking next to Isis down the road, looking around for the Autobots.

"Yo! Jethro!" Isis shouted again. Dina finally grabbed her friend's hand, making her look at her angry face.

"If you don't be quiet we might wake up the dead!" she hissed.

"Then maybe Mama might come back!"

Dina glared at her, which got Isis to shut up and quietly look around for Jazz and Prowl. They couldn't find anyone in the streets and if they were in the trees it was too dark to see. Something in Isis' head pounded and it took her while to realize it was her own heartbeat. Suddenly she felt as though something dark surrounded her. Not one of them felt safe and looked around frantically for their mechs. All they saw were dark shapes and a few porches lit up.

"Your Autobot gives such bad clues," said a voice. They looked around for the owner, but he was nowhere. "Fem king's column? Really? They're more idiotic than your own race."

"I'm half Latina, man!" Dina shouted. "You wanna mess with us, show yourself!"

"As you wish…"

"Dina?" Isis whimpered. "I got a feeling you shouldn't have said that…"

From the edges of the street, where the limited forest was, two red glowing eyes were shown about thirty feet above the ground. Isis had a feeling she should run, but what were the odds? Dina had the same feeling, except she's the one that listened to it. She ran off down the street screaming, leaving her friend behind.

A hand reached out towards Isis, clawed and darkly, and picked her up by the shirt collar, chocking her.

"I bruise easily!" she gagged.

"And I need you. You and that other femme." He threw Isis into the air, shifted into a jet, and opened his canopy. Isis landed inside with a thud and was nearly upside down in the seat. The mech closed his canopy and sped off in the air.

"What the hell are you doing, fool?!" she shouted.

"My, my, my, you need to learn some manners."

Her eyes widened. "Seth?"

"Of course you imbecile! Who else?!"

"Where are you taking me?!"

"Find out."

Isis didn't want or like that answer. What had happened in the last two hours was enough. She wanted answers, and he had a feeling those answers weren't pleasant.