I'm back! Sooooo sorry I took a super long time to post this chapter. my summer holidays are a lot busier than I had expected... I also got caught up with deviantart. How many of you actually checked out my profile?

Anyway, I don't want to keep you guys waiting any longer, so here is chapter 8! (sorry if it kinda sucks :S)

I almost forgot, I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS!

"Come on, Carmen! We don't have all day to get to the lobby!" Alex pushes me out our hotel room door out into the hall. Kids flood the small area, all rushing towards the elevators and stairs. Kristy and Tasha are already down in the lobby waiting for us.

"Wait!" I remember my mothers camera and rush back into our room. "I forgot my camera! Mom would kill me if I left it here." I snatch it from the desk and strap it around my neck. "You go ahead. I'm just going to do a quick check to make sure we didn't forget anything."

Alex sighs, "Like I said, the lobby can't wait forever. Meet me there." and with that, she rushes out the door.

I make sure no one is looking before I open the window. I need to know what is going on, so I jump out onto the fire escape and begin to climb. Since we stayed in a small hotel, it doesn't take me long to climb to the top of the building. The small roof is littered with bits of debris and scraps of metal. I over look the other buildings around me, searching for signs of anything unusual. Spotting some green smoke, I run in that direction, but soon come to the end of the building. I lean over the edge and look down the alley below me, nearly losing my balance. "How am I supposed to cross that without becoming a pancake?"

Scanning the rooftop I notice a sheet of metal that looks long enough to cross the gap between the two buildings. Using all the strength my 10 year old body could muster, I drag the sheet of metal over to the gap and toss (some what) over to the other building, making myself a bridge. One shaky foot after the other, I cross my bridge to the other side. "I might need this later on..."

Dragging the metal with me, I slowly make it to the green smoke. It fills the street below, blinding me from seeing what all the commotion is about. An F-22 swoops over head. Below me is a Ferbie truck, close to it is a black Topkick and a yellow Camaro which transform into two giant robots. The black one yells "Bumblebee!" They lift the front of the Ferbie truck as if they are making a shield. "Back up. Back up!" The F-22 flies over head again and the Ferbie truck explodes. Both robots are caught in the explosion and are thrown through the air. The yellow one flies in my direction, spinning violently in the air causing its legs to get ripped off. The robot makes impact with the building causing it to shake. I lose my balance on the edge and fall over, face first towards the concrete. I shut my eyes, unable to control my fall, I scream. Yet falling feels somewhat, nice. It almost feels like I am flying.

My eyes snap open as I roughly land on something. A giant metal hand, that of the yellow robot. I catch my breath, realizing that I am not dead, but bruised. Slowly I look into the bright blue optics of the yellow robot, it's face arranged in a warm, yet sad and pained smile. Losing its legs is probably putting it in pain, instantly feel sympathy for the robot.

He gently sets me on the ground. I try to act brave but my voice comes out shaky. "B-bumblebee, right?" He nods. "Th-thank you."

Bumblebee speaks using clips from the radio, "Run away... get out of here."

I nod and run through the street, looking back at the yellow robot many times just to make sure he is ok, not that I could help him anyway. Ducking into a nearby alley, I peek out to watch Bumblebee hand a cube to a young boy in a dirty sweater.

I hide in the alley once more to gather my thoughts. "This is a dream. It has to be! I always have weird dreams. I am actually still sleeping in m bed, safe and sound. Maybe if I pinch myself I will wake up...?" I grab the skin on the back of my hand with my nails. "OW FUDGE! ...not a dream... now what?"

Gun fire and explosions erupt outside of my little safe haven, so I sink deeper into the dark and hide behind a dumpster. "I should go back to the hotel. I should have just stayed there! " I look for a fire escape, but find none. Another explosion, this time shaking the ground. I press my back against the dumpster. Going back to the hotel now is impossible. I can't run out into the middle of gun fire. But if I stay I could also get hurt.

Another explosion shakes the ground causing a brick to fall. It explodes into dust when it hits the concrete ground. "Gaah!" I cover my head with my arms and run out of the alley, narrowly avoiding several other falling bricks.

I only run into gunfire. The shots coming from robot shooting robot wiz past me, so I scramble back to the sidewalk. Taking a moment to catch my breath, the boy with the cube runs into a van, and does a very graceful (no) front flip onto the sidewalk. The cube he carries hits the ground, sending a pulse of blue energy to the nearest electronics.

Ignoring the girls screaming in their van, I run after the boy, but fall in the same spot he did. I outstretch my right hand to break my fall, while I grasp my mom's camera in my left. The landing sends a jolt of pain through my right hand and up my arm causing my arm to crumble beneath me.

Sorry this is unfinished. I just wanted to post this asap! There is more to it, but my laptop is going to die. I PROMISE I will post the rest tomorrow.

Just a side note, I just watched TFP S3 E13 and I freaked out! I cried when Bumblebee died. But his voice, oh my god I can't get over his voice! anyone else find it kinda hot? :3

Anyway, I will see you guys tomorrow. Don't forget to review! I love reading them, also if you spot anything I should improve on let me know! :D Good night!