evenge of the Swapped:
Well I'm glad you guys liked the last chapter! Well here's chapter three, it was very interesting to write this chapter because of all the innuedo that this part of the movie portrayed so...I'll let you udge how well I did. Enjoy, review, and thanks so much! -Rin
Chapter 3-
"Welcome to the frat party ladies!"
I rolled my eyes as Leo and his buddies led Cari and I across the campus lawn to the building across from our dorm. I was extremely grumpy at the moment cause I didn't even want to go to some fricking party with the pervy nerd from the Transformers movie. I unfortunetly couldn't switch my dorm room cause the weird happy lady (I believe she was probably on drugs) said that I should, quote "turn my frown upside down". Of course I had not done that and moved all my stuff into Cari's dorm, she had somehow gotten a dorm to herself but was happy to have me move in...for however long this nightmare lasted.
I was knocked out of my reverie though, by the throb of the beat of some rap song in my chest. The music was incredibly loud and I swore that I would immediatly leave as soon as Leo was gone. Cari of course had a distastful look on her face at the scantily clad girls dancing to the music as we arrived inside the building.
"First chance, we leave 'kay?" I whispered and she gave a nod.
"Well I'm off see you tomorrow morning chicas!" Leo winked at us and when he turned his back I gave him the finger, causing Cari to elbow me hard in the side.
"What? He deserves it!" I shot back but my friend's responce was only to laugh.
The other two guys that were with Leo also went off and started dancing in some very awkward ways that made me almost (key word) feel bad for them but I soon forgot that as I noticed that Cari had left my side. Looking around I started to get worried when I couldn't find her. She wasn't near the drinks or food, I couldn't see her with any of the clumps of kids in the room, and I highl doubted that she went off to dance.
'Okay Sam relax, she know's where the dorm room is so she must've just gone back.' I reasoned to myself and decided to go and check.
I turned to leave, passing by a group of girls giggling at some jock-like guys when I noticed a pair of people by a long table at the back of the room. I stopped and saw that the first of the two people was Cari who seemed obliviouse to the second person. At first I had to do a double take cause the guy (to be honest) very attractive but I almost immediatly got a bad feeling. He was tall, blonde, and looked fairly well built. But his eyes were glued to Cari with such a hungry look that all I wanted to was kick him until that face was screwed up in pain.
Quickly as I could without looking scared I walked over to where Cari was and out my hand on her shoulder. She gave a start and then looked over at me.
"Sam...how'd I..." she trailed off and then looked down at the table and gulped.
I looked down as well as was confused for a moment. Someone had taken frosting from the nearby cake and had started to draw weird symbols on the smooth wood of the table. Then I saw the white and orange frosting coating Cari's fingers and my heart clentched.
"Come on..." I muttered but was immediatly stopped by someone standing in my way.
"Can I help you?" I growled to the good looking guy who had been watching Cari earlier.
"Just wondering why a pair of pretty things like you are leaving a party so early." he said smoothly and put an arm up against the wall to block us from going around him.
"Sorry I'm not interested, please go away." I said harshly and tried to push past him.
But the guy didn't budge; behind me I could feel Cari gripping my shirt in fear.
"Oh come on, can't I just ask your names? I'm Alan and you would be?" he gave a smirk that showed off some of his perfectly white teeth.
"None of your business." I grumbled.
But Alan still didn't seem to get the hint and leaned forward a bit.
"HEY! WHO DROVE THE FRICKIN' YELLOW CAMARO?" a grumpy sounding voice boomed over the sound of the music; coming from a guy in a tight, white, shirt.
At this Alan looked up and I took the opportunity to push past him and grap Cari. But as we walked out the door I was met with a familar sight, a bright yellow Chevy Camaro was parked up on the shrubs that lined the building; blaring it's car alarm and flashing it's lights.
"Bumblebee?" Cari breathed and went over to look in the window.
I growled and ran over as well, "What in the world are you doing here?" I demanded.
"Houston we have a problem!" a voice spat from the radio.
"You bet we have a problem! I'm not even supposed to be in this universe and now you show up!" I hissed at the steering wheel as the car alarm shut off.
"Hey freshmen is that your Camaro?" I looked up from my 'car' at two jocks that stood at the doorway with very mad looks on their faces.
"Uh maybe!" I said back as Cari opened the passenger door and climbed into the back seat.
"How about you get that thing off our bushes before I have to park my foot in your a.."
"Alright alright!" I said back and glared at the two boys before I opened the driver side door and the engine magically started.
I backed up with the sound of cracking shubs underneath the under carriage of the car until finally the front tires hit the ground and I did a sharp U-turn out of the grass.
"Chicas! You have a ride?" I looked up to see Leo coming out of the frat party with a huge grin plastered to his face, "Dude why are you holding out on us?"
"Dude...I've only known you for seventeen hours, okay!" I shouted back and was about to speed out of there when...
"I love Camaros. This is a sweet ride!" I groaned at the voice and turned to see Alan peering in the back window.
Then without consent opened the door and jumped into the passenger seat, in front of a surprised Cari.
"Um excuse me!" I growled but Alan didn't seem to notice.
"Don't be a wimp." he said and looked around admirlingly at the interior of the car.
I gave a growl and then revved the engine; then with the screech of tires the car pulled out of the college parking lot and out onto the street. Looking in the rear view mirror I saw Cari looking directly at me and made a slashing motion across her throat and then pointed to the passenger seat.
I got the message, cute boy + creepy stalking = bad to be in car.
"My first ride was my dad's '92 Z28. Fuel injected..."
"Alright! That's enough outta you." I said and eased on the excellerator, making Alan have to sit back in his seat.
Just then Bee decided to intervene and the radio kicked on.
"He's a the devil in disguise, a snake with blue eyes and he only comes out at night. He gives feelings that you don't wanna fight you better run for your life.
"Duuuun dun...duuuun dun...dun dun dun dun dun!"
I grinned to myself, 'Jaws music nice touch.' But the next song that he played who have to sum it all up.
"Boy don't try to flirt I-I know just-just what you are-are-are. You got me going, you're oh so charming. But I can't do it...Womanizer."
"Is your radio broken?" he muttered with a frown and I just smirked.
Just then Alan's seat flipped forward and slammed his face into the dashboard. Then some sort of car lubricant sprayed from somewhere and got the boy right in the eyes, smearing the liquid all down his chest and face.
I grinned even more as he gasped and blindly opened the door as I came to a screeching halt by the curb. Alan gave me a glare, slammed the car door, and then stormed off down the sidewalk; ignoring all the stares that he was getting from walking pedstrians. Then without me even thouching the gas pedal the camaro sped off once more down the street.
"So Cari still thinking that this move business is all fun and games?" I said and looked again in the rear view mirror with a satisfied smirk on my face.
"Sam...I think I know what's going to happen..." my friend said quietly and I immediatly lost my smirk.
Whenever Cari ever got seriouse that always ment that something was wrong.
"What did he do to you? Did he touch you at all?" I demanded.
She shook her head, "No I didn't even see him until you came over. But that's cause I started to write those symbols on the table...I think I got zapped by that All Spark shard back at that rest stop."
I whipped around in my seat, grateful that I wasn't the one driving at the moment, and stared at my friend.
"What? But isn't that supposed to happen to me?"
"It was supposed to happen to Sam Witwicky but you told me that last time you were in the Transformers that the movie changed, so that's probably why this is happening." Cari said.
I was speechless, for the first time since I had gotten sucked into the Transformers movies, I wished that something had happened to me. Though it was oddly fitting that Cari was the one to get the weird alien symbols stuck in her head; she was the Transfan after all. But still this would mean that the Decepticons would be after her, not me and I would have to somehow prevent that. There's no way that she was going to get captured on my watch.
"Bumblebee..." I said quietly and turned back around in my seat.
The car gave a small whirr and I took that to mean that he was listening.
"Where are you taking us?"
He gave a series of chirps and clicks but I couldn't make head or tails of what he was trying to say.
'Why can't he talk? Wasn't he able to talk at the end of the first movie?'
"He's taking us to Optimus. I remember this part from the movie, this is where Prime tries to get Sam to talk to the goverment on their behalf." Cari said, still quieter than normal but she seemed to be perking up a bit.
I nodded, "Okay...well atleast we won't get attacked...yet."
"Sam..." I was awoken by Cari gently shaking my shoulder and I blinked bleerily at the pale sunlight that attacked my eyes.
"I think we're here."Cari said and I looked out the window.
Of course I didn't know where I was but I saw the pale moniliths of tombstones slowly pass by and I realized that we were in a cemetery. Straightening up in my seat and yawning I peered out the window until Bumblebee slowed to a stop.
I opened the car door and stepped out; it was then I was met with the sight of a giant robot standing in the middle of the cemetery. Sighing I climbed up next to a large tombstone and looked up at Optimus Prime.
"You couldn't get rid of me could you? Huh Optimus?"
"Hello Sam...yes it is strange that fate would bring you back into this world." Prime stepped forward, "I'm sorry that it was not what you wanted but it came at a crucial time. The last fragment of the All Spark was stolen."
"By Decepticons?" I asked and Optimus nodded.
"Yes, we placed it under human protection at your goverment's request but the Autobots need your help Sam. Because your leaders believe that we have brought vengence to your planet, and they may be right. But they must be reminded by another human that we can still be trusted."
I sighed and looked away, "Optimus...with all due respect I'm not the best canidate for that job, I'm not even from this dimention. How is the goverment going to trust me anymore than they trust the Autobots?"
"Cause you still exsist in this world, just not...well you." I turned to see Cari climbing out of the car and staring awstruck at Optimus...her idol.
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"Well, Sam Witwicky still exsists the only difference is that you're that Sam this time." she explained, "As long as this goverment doesn't know you're from a different dimention they should still listen to you."
"But I don't want to be listened to." I grumbled back, "This isn't my dimention, it's not my war!"
"Sam...it may not be where you belong but it's where you are now. This war may soon be your fight and if you do not help this world... then your own may suffer as well."
I looked down, 'Why do I have to be the one? Cari is the one with all that Fan knowledge, can't I just get poofed back to normality and she can live her geek dream?'
"But why me? I want to help out but I'm not the one who know's about you. Cari..." I looked back at her and she gave a nervous smile, "Cari is the one who know's all about you."
Optimus looked over at Cari and I could see her face pale but she gave an even bigger smile.
"She may have knowledge from your world but you are the one who had talked with us before and actually knows us."
"I'm...I'm sorry...Optimus, but I just can't. I almost died last time and I'd prefer to live longer than nineteen. I just...can't help you..."
Optimus shook his head, "Sam, fate rarely calls upon us at..."
"A moment of our choosing, yeah believe me I've heard it before. You are a giant robot with thousands more years of experience than I do, heck you have lived on this Earth longer than I have. You don't need me..."
"Sam..." Cari interrupted me and climbed up next to me beside the tall tombstone.
I looked over at my friend and saw the gleam of excitment in her eyes but also quiet understanding. She understood that I didn't want to do this but...
"You have to choose the right thing Sam, at this moment you're doing what the other Sam would do. And well...I hope you remember what happens to him." she put a hand on my shoulder.
But I shook my head, "Sorry Cari but I can't do this again, I would actually want to see my family alive again. You go, you know what should be said to this goverment. I'll go back to waiting for some way home." I said and turned to leave.
"Optimus, Cari can help you. Just bring her back so that we can go back home when you're finished." I said over my shoulder and then jumped down back next to Bumblebee, "you don't need me."
Then I climbed back into the driver side seat of Bee and shut the door. Just as the Camaro drove away I could hear Prime's words from the movie and I sighed.
"We do...more than you know."
The phone rang loudly in Michael Bane's ear and he bleerily looked at his bed-side clock. It read 8:39am in neon red letters. He groaned but got up and quickly answered the phone.
""Uhh...'ello?"
There was silence for a moment in his room but immediatly his tiredness was gone as he listened to the person on the other side of the phone. His dark eyes widened in surprise and his hand tightened around the phone.
"Are you serious?" he exclaimed.
Silence again as he listened.
"Now?" he grumbled but grabbed a pen and scrap of paper and scribbled down the series of numbers that were being relayed to him.
"Who is this anyway? How do you know who I am?" Michael demanded his face scrunching up in a frown that immediatly went to a look of utter confusion.
"But wai-of course they hung up..." he muttered as the phone took on a dial tone.
Michael pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed; looking once more at the clock. 8:43am. He then went to his closet and grabbed a metal container with a lock on it. Then he grabbed a change of clothes, went to the bathroom, and then headed downstairs to the auto shop that was attached to his house.
"Alright Cari...let's see if what you said is going to happen." Michael muttered to himself and kept an eye on the clock.
It now read 9:03am..."Just another twos hours until the truth comes out."