Sam?!"

"Right!" the duo turned, skidding to a stop to duck as pieces of surrounding buildings plummeted toward the ground. However, they couldn't stop completely and ended up running into it. The city was crumbling, like it was made of paper! "Gawd damn battlefield." cursing, they picked themselves up off the ground as Saffron grumbled to herself. "Need to make a 'Avoid Debris' app."

"That would be a bit to convent, hm?" Sam chirped.

"I know...which means it'll never happen. C'mon." sliding around the piece of building, they continued onward.

Sam glanced to the phone, coming to an abrupt stop and cursed. "Lost signal!"

"...oh c'mon!" she cursed as well. Figures that the crappy cellphone service would die out on us.

A F-22 flew over head, his phone screen flickering. It had never done that before, and they'd been around military before with their phones. Saffron skidded over, peering around his shoulder. When the plane zooms toward it's target, his phone started working again. Signal and all. "..." a plan was forming in Sam's head, she could see the gears turning. First though, he needed to be sure. He swung his head forward, silent for 'let's go.' and off they were.

They turned the back alley and deserted streets for ten minutes. Traveling up a main road was nearly impossible, as there was always a fight. How often did thy almost get blown up or smashed? It was also a good chance for Sam to test his theory and be proven right. He decide to say something, after they leaned up against the back of a bakery after a lose call. "My phone goes on the fritz when one of them is close by." he started. "We can use that to move through the city and be unseen."

"Oh yah? Good Idea." she flashed a thumbs up. "Clear?"

"...clear." they pushed off the wall and darted down the alley to the street. Backs against the wall, they checked the phone and ran across the street when it was clear. Peering into another street, Saffron made to go but Sam grabbed her arm, pulling her flush against the building. For a moment they stayed there, holding their breathe as deep vibrating thuds echoed back to their eyes. Slowly, they slid along the wall, away from the sounds and ducked behind a dumpster.

Heavy footfalls marked the approach and after a moment, they could see the shinny black metal of a bots legs. Nothing was said, just grunts, clicking and whirling gears. Saffron, either brave or dumb, peered around the dumpster. Inching back toward the street, she shook off the hand trying to stop her. Taking care to not step on anything that would draw attention, Sam came up behind her and paused. About ten feet out, not paying any attention to things around them, was a bot. A large black one with that she was sure was not an autobot. It was firing at humans in the streets, crackling to itself.

Eyes narrowed, Saffron taking a step toward it but Sam stopped her. He glanced to the cube in her arms and cocked a brow. As much as it pained them to watch these bad bots take out humans, if they expose themselves, and the Allspark, it would be all over. She blinked and nodded, followed after Sam, as they crossed the street. Backs pressed against the brick wall, they shared a look before he brought up the phone. Mission City National was just three more streets over. A head gesture down the alley and they took off again.

Their retreat, however, was cut short. Megatron, in all his grey, shiny, bad guy glory, showed up. He had perched himself on a building roof, not to far from their spot and held one of the Autobots dangling in his claws. If Saffron squinted real hard, she could make out silver armor and...he was, at least, half the Decepticon leaders size. Jazz. Through they were close enough to see, they couldn't hear anything being said. There was a struggle of sorts, the Autobot shooting at whatever he could reach. Saffron glanced around them, catching sight of a billboard that was behind the duo. "Sammy." turning to big brother, her eyes swept him over. "Where's that gun I gave you at the damn?" she was never happier to having had Henry give her shooting lessons. With Ron's permission of course.

Eyeing her suspiciously, he lifted the band of his shirt. She shoved the cube in his arms and took the gun. "Saffy, what are you doing?" he hissed.

"Try and save Jazz's ass." she threw back, taking aim at the billboard legs. It already looked wobbly, where something had crashed into it. A large hole right through whatever picture had been up there. "Get back, stay out of sight." she whispered to Sam and he ducked back into the alley they left. When he was safe, she fired and hit the target. The shot echoed, miles around and startled more then just Megatron. The billboard groaned, one leg snapping to make half of it fall forward. Under the weight, the other leg caved and the entire thing fell forward. Crashing into Megatron's back, his release on Jazz slackened and the bot was able to get away.

A roar of pain and angry left Megatron, him tearing through the obstruction. Sam pulled Saffron out of the sight, into a street caddy corner and out of ole' Meg's sights. "Well, that was stupid." he breathed.

"Well, he's alive, hm?" she shot him a look then took his phone look at it. It was on the fritz, picture scrambled. She frowned. Gawd damnnit.

"...Saffy." Sam whispered, grabbing her arm in a tight grip.

Pausing in her shaking of the phone, she glanced to him but seen his eyes were trained elsewhere. She followed it, slowly, up the building she was leaning on and meet the red glare of a Decepticon. Megatron, she believed. He was peering over the building ledge down at them, claws digging into concrete. A whimper left Saffron. "Fleshies," his voice was gravel, deep and made her shiver in a bad way. His eyes flashed to the cube in Sam's arms. "Give me the cube!"

"...run." the single word came out like a breath. They darted around the corner and booked it straight down the street.

Megatron followed. His pounding footfalls were felt through the paved ground. To their ever core. "You can't out run me, fleshies!" a claw stretched out toward Sam.

"Sammy!" Saffron made a 'gimme' motion and he tossed her the cube, ducking from the seeking hands. For a split second, Megatron's attention was on Sam, so she cut off into a shop, throwing her back against the wall just inside. Out of sight of those in the street. There was a handful of people in there, staring at her. She stared back a moment then rolled herself to look out the window.

Megatron was searching the area over, Sam tucked under a truck, directly across from the shop. With a sweep in the other direction, it put the bots back to her and she took the chance to dart out and get right under him. Safest place. As he moved, so did she, keeping just under him. Out of view. Apparently he couldn't pinpoint her readings when she was hidden in plain sight. "Come out, come out, little fleshy."

Sam crawled forward, as they passed and made a small hiss. Saffron looked back, seeing him and he made the same motion as she. She tossed the cube to him and like a idiot...he dropped it. Of-fucking-course!, as soon as it touched the ground, a spark of energy shot out. It traveled to a parked car, telephone booth, vending machine. They all morphed to bots of various sizes, attacking whoever was closest. Saffron cursed, shoving the gun in the band of her pants and yanked free the taser. Shoving a hand between the armor plants of the large metal foot, she pressed the trigger. The reaction was immediate. Scream of pain. Stumbling forward.

The brunette dragged her brother from his spot and yanked him to his feet. They booked it, yet again. The phone would be no use until they could get away...if they could. "Girl...I'll rip you apart!" he swiped at Saffron but she ducked. When he caught sight of Sam with the cube, again, he went after him at the same time. "Give me that cube, boy!" Sam tossed it to his sister, again, as he rolled out of the way of the massive metal claw.

"SAMMY!" the gun was tossed to him now. "Just fire at him!" a finger jabbed back. He did as told, firing widely into the air, at Megatron. Half met their target while the others missed or richoted off his armor.

Before they could do any other type of damage, a blur tackled Megatron and threw him to the ground. The attacker turned to the siblings, exposing the bright blue eyes of Optimus. The faceplate's covering his mouth snapped back. "Go Sam, Saffron! I'll give you as much time as I can!" they nodded but the boss bot and Saffron locked eyes. Her stare clearly saying 'be careful', before she disappeared after Sam.

"You still fight for the weak, Prime?" Megatron pushed himself up, glaring at the other.

"I will always protect those that need it, Megatron." Optimus replied coolly.

"And this is why you shall die!" they charged one another, at the same time.