Hello! Sorry if I kept you guys waiting... I meant to update all last week buuut I got distracted. I played Grand Theft Auto all day :S that game gets addicting. Especially if you play online. If any of you was the guy killing me for no reason; all I wanted was a car! Running through an airport runway takes a long time... anyway here is chapter 4!

Disclaimer:

Me: "Welcome to yet again another chapter!"

Tasha: "Hello!"

Me: "...how do you keep getting in here?"

Tasha: "What do you mean? This is my first time."

Me: "Well Kristy and Alex have already got in here. Care to tell me how?"

Tasha: "I don't know! I don't even know how I got here!"

Me: *sigh* I do not own Transformers."

Tasha: "who are you talking too?"

Me: "I only own my OCs. *jabs thumb at Tasha" like this kid.

Tasha: "Wait... You own me?!"

Me: :)

It's warm. The sun shines on my face keeping my eyes closed. It's quiet too. I must be dead. There is no screaming, no whining of an engine, no falling to the earth. I decide to open my eyes. I shield my face from the sun with my hand as I sit up. I am in a hotel room. Two queen size beds with white sheets and blue pillows, I am laying on one. Across from me is a T.V. mounted on a wall, to my left is an open window. To my right is door which I assume leads to the bathroom, and another door which probably leads out to the hallway.

The bathroom door opens and my ginger buddy walks out. "Carmen! You're awake!" she runs over and hugs me.

I laugh, "Well hello to you too?" She pulls away and sits beside me. "Where are we? What happened? How long was I out?"

She shakes her head. "If you give me a minute I'll tell you. First of all, your Dad is out buying some Chinese food." I am about to say something when she hits me in the face with a pillow. "Just don't talk." She smirks. I just smile and nod. "We are in a hotel in Mission City. And the plane crash was weird. No one knows for sure what happened. But after we started falling there was no way the pilot could have steered us to water or anything. There was some type of electricity that filled the plane, it didn't hurt anyone, it was just there. Then there was a big flash, that was when you opened your eyes, and then we were on a beach. The whole plane was somehow transported to a beach. No one was injured, everyone just sat in their seats for five minutes trying to figure out what happened. You passed out the moment we landed. When we got off the plane there were news reporters, ambulances, fire trucks, and police cruisers everywhere! A medic checked you over and said you were fine, so your dad and I took you here. You have been passed out for five days! Close your mouth, you look like a fish."

I do. It takes me a few minutes to proses all this information. My head starts to throb and images flash in my mind;

A boy runs down a ruined street with a weird cube like thing under his arm. *Flash* two giant robots fight each other as the boy hides behind a car. *Flash* One robot transforms into an F-22 and flies off. The other one seems hurt. It gets up and yells, "Sam, get to the building!"

The throbbing in my head disappears. I blink a couple times. Kristy is waving her hand in my face. "Hellooo? Earth to Carmen." I giggle. "What was that all about?" she asks.

"I think I just had another vision or memory or whatever. I don't know. I think I may be getting my memory back but it doesn't make sense." I tell her what I saw.

"Why the hell do you keep seeing giant robots?" she asks.

"I don't know! But I think we should explore the city to see if anything else appears."

Later on Dad arrives with the Chinese food. We eat, I have a shower, and then Kristy and I leave to explore the city. After an hour of walking we buy ourselves an ice cream cone. Kristy has chocolate while I have chocolate mint. We come to a small park and sit down on a bench.

"Are you going to tell your dad?" she asks.

"Yeah." I say. "I have too. It wouldn't be right for him to believe that we came all the way here for nothing."

"What about the giant robots you keep seeing?" She takes a lick of her ice cream.

I think for a moment. "I wont tell him about them. He would think I'm crazy or something... Maybe I should wait to tell him, just until I get all of my memory back so I can make sense of it.'

Kristy nods, "That sounds good. Or maybe only tell him if he asks?"

I finish my ice cream. "Yeah. I'll do that. But what if he doesn't believe me? He is probably expecting me to go 'oh I remember that!'. Not to have messed up dreams and visions..."

"I don't know what he will do." Kristy says and finishes her ice cream. "When our plane was going to crash you were acting a little strange."

I look at her confused, "Well that's off topic. What do you mean?"

"Well," she says, "before the blinding light, you opened your eyes and they were... um... purple."

I blink in surprise, "P-purple!?"

"Yeah."

"Are they purple now?"

"No."

I have no idea what to say; I'm shocked. Its a good think I finished my ice cream or it would have been splattered at my feet. My eyes had changed colour. That's not right, not 'normal'. That cant be good, can it? Maybe I have some type of disease. I don't want to go to the doctors for testing. I hate doctors, they scare me. They poke me with needles. My heart races at the thought. I don't want to have a messed up disease. I can picture myself being experimented on, taking blood or injecting random stuff into me. I shiver.

"Carmen, you ok?" Kristy shakes me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah. Lets head back to the hotel."

Over the next few days, Kristy, Dad, and I had explored almost all of Mission City. I didn't receive any new bits of my memory so we decided to move on. Now we are staying in a hotel in Washington DC. Our room has almost the same layout as our last, but this time we are on the 15th floor and I am loving it.

The sun is shining brightly this morning. I am looking out the window at our view of the city when I get an idea. Dad is watching T.V. and Kristy is playing on her ipod, it is a lazy morning. I sit down between Dad and Kristy on the couch. "Hey, Dad can Kristy and I go for a walk?" I ask

"Sure, where are you going to go?"

"I don't know... around I guess. Just to get to know our surroundings plus it is super nice out."

"Ok. Just don't go too far. Be back before dark too and text or call me if you need me."

"Yes!" I jump up off of the couch, grab Kristy's leg, and drag her to the floor. She starts kicking and yelling at me to let her go, but is also laughing. I drag helpless little her with my new found strength out the door and into the hall. "Come on my ginger pal! We are going on an adventure!" I drag her into the elevator and press the lobby button. I let go of Kristy and start dancing to the elevator music. Before the doors close I stick my head out and yell "Bye Dad!"

Random Alley

"You know, you didn't have to drag me out of our room! I would have come with you anyway." Kristy is standing on top of a dumpster.

I jump up beside her, "Ya, but we needed to go now, not in 3 hours. Besides, I might need your help." She looks at me funny. "I want to try and do that, thing, that I possibly maybe did on the plane..."

Kristy jumps off of the dumpster, "Carmen, you cant transport or whatever. Its impossible."

I jump down. "Well what other explanation is there? My eyes turned purple, the plane landed safely, and I was passed out for five days!"

Kristy crosses her arms. "Okay. You can try but you're just going to make a fool of yourself. Oh wait, you do that every day." she says with a smirk.

"Hey!" I sit down on the dumpster and look out of the alley past Kristy's shoulder. Parked across the empty street is a blue transport truck with red flames. There is something oddly familiar about it, but I shake off the feeling. The truck has no driver so I don't need to worry about anyone seeing me ether make a fool of myself or do something amazing. "Are you ready, Kristy?"

She shrugs her shoulders. "Sure. This should be interesting!" she smiles and watches me patiently.

I take a deep breath and close my eyes, then open them again. "Uh... how do I do this?"

"I don't know, do what you did on the plane." Kristy suggests.

"well that makes sense..." "Ok!" I close my eyes again and thing of some random place close to me. I hear the crack of electricity.

"Umm... Carm?" I ignore her and keep concentrating. The electricity gets stronger and I feel some heat. I open my eyes and see a flash of white, and then everything is dark... and smelly.

I am sitting on something soft and squishy, but not the good type. I feel around and find that I am in a slimy metal box. I push on the metal on top of me to find that it is a lid. Popping my head out of the dumpster, Kristy's eyes widen.

"Whaat!?" she yells. She runs over and helps me out. "How the fuck did you do that!?"

I land on my feet and fall to the ground shakily and start laughing. "I have no idea! But... Omg! DID YOU SEE THAT!?" This is awesome!" I pick myself up and sit on the cold pavement cross legged. Kristy joins me. I look at her, still smiling.

"Your eyes are purple again." she says.

"What!? Get out your phone and take a pic!"

She whips out her cell phone and takes a picture of my face. Handing me her phone I look at the picture of myself. I look completely normal, other than the fact that I look like I am about to get hit by a truck. My hazel irises are replaced with a bright and very vibrant violet, or a really bright purple. My head starts to spin and I hand Kristy her phone. Putting my head between my knees I get another 'vision'.

A young boy is falling from a tall building, holding a cube under his arm. He is screaming as concrete falls with him. A giant red and blue robot is clinging to the side of the same building and catches the boy in his hand. The robot protectively tucks the boy to his chest and covers him with his other hand. It jumps off of the building and slides down the wall of another until it lands heavily on the concrete floor. The boy safely crawls off of the robots chest and onto the ground.

I snap my head up and look across the street. The transport truck is gone. Kristy helps me up and we leave the alley to head back to the hotel. Walking down the sidewalk I glance over my shoulder nervously many times. I cant help but feel as if I am being watched.

Once again I am so sorry I am late. OMG my rabbit wont stop biting my stomach, I have a sweater on so maybe he doesnt like my sweater? Any way I hope you guys liked this chapter. Please remember to leave a review, I love hearing from you guys! I am going to try and introduce the autobots in the next chapter, but i am not to sure how yet. So if you have an autobot or decepticon that you want to see please say and i will try to add them in the next chapter or later on in the story. keep in mind that this is based on the 3rd transformers movie (it is my favorite :3). And if any of you are/were effected by those tornadoes in Oklahoma, I'm thinking of you and I wish you the best.