We sat around, waiting for any sign of Trion. It took a few days for someone to finally report a suspicious machine roaming around on the border of China and Russia. Bee took Sam and me. It was better for him to take care of two humans than for two autobots to take care of one.

"Have you ever been in a war?" Sam asked.

I shook my head.

"Well…prepare to be traumatized."

I swallowed my fear a little too audibly. There was too much at stake for me to suddenly back out now. As we went along the Russian landscape I could hear my grandfather recount the war of Vietnam.

"Wars are scary. Do you think you would be scared in a war? Well you should be, Elsa, because when it comes time for you to be out on the front lines and you watch everything you know disappear and everyone you love die you only have fear to rely on for a friend. Fear is your greatest enemy and your best friend."

I never understood what that meant until now. Now that I'm in the middle of a warfront.

It wasn't long until we found Trion. He looked as if he was trying to find something out in the sky above but whatever it was he was forced to halt his search. Prime was the first one to give fire.

Bee set both Sam and me down.

"Okay, when he drops the Quill what will you do?"

"Run like Satan's chasing me and get it."

"What will you not do?"

"Slow down and hesitate."

Sam pat my shoulder. "Good pep talk." He ran out of hiding like a madman with a gun. It looked as if his aim was wild but it wasn't. He shot at Trion's arm until a glowing blue alien bullet hit his arm and he let go of the Quill. I ran forward as fast as I could despite the gun holding me down and putting on extra weight I didn't need.

Prime tackled Trion before he could pick it up and as soon as I touched it I could hear a strange hum. Sam yelled but his voice was lost under the explosion. It flung me forward but I didn't let go of the Quill. I couldn't let go of it. I hesitated and when you hesitate you die.

When I opened my eyes I was surrounded by beings not unlike the transformers I befriended. They stood around me, eyeing me, and there were twelve in all.

"Thirteen…" I whispered under my breath.

"So you know of us." The voice belonged to a woman's but their mouths did not move. They were made of stone! "Then explaining will be much easier."

"Elsa Fisher…" This voice sounded a little like Trion's but much younger.

"How do you know me?"

"We know everybody. Your name was scribbled in the Covenant of Primus many times."

"Can you tell me or do you even know how to destroy the Quill or the book?"

"Sadly, no," one of the voices sounded like a boy's. "You cannot destroy the Quill but you can destroy the book just like any other. If you do, however, Galvatron will just learn to create a new one."

"Tell me how…"

I opened my eyes and my vision was filled with Sam. He was yelling but for what? I couldn't hear him at first with all of the shooting around us. I realized, then, he was telling me to run but soon he left me. I was picked up and came face to face with the ugliest being anyone had created.

"Where is it?" Galvatron growled in my face.

"Haven't you ever heard of a breath mint?" I asked sarcastically. He didn't like that too much. He squeezed my body. The pressure made me scream, "Okay, okay, okay! In my back pocket. Put me down and I'll get it."

He set me in his hand and I patted my pockets but it wasn't there. I frowned. That's right! I never did actually get it to my pocket and the idiot had the book with him. Something like a dream flashed in my head. Looking around I found Sam, he looked scared and older. Did he have the Quill?

"Shoot the book!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Everything went into slow motion. As soon as I yelled Galvatron threw me but I watched the book crumble under the shot of a gun. I still do not know who fired it, maybe Sam. I expected the ground to hit me hard and break my bones in a slow, painful death but what I hit instead was metal on flesh and bone. I screamed out in pain as a rib broke near the spine and my arm flared in a fiery pain. It was Bee's hand that saved and injured me. I smiled up at him.

"You're super, Bee. You're…You're…." I closed my eyes and let the darkness overcome me.