Silver Heart

By TwilightAnimeLover21

It has been about 2 months since Phoenix moved into the new house. It was filled with her oldies stuff and she liked it that way. She missed the country and the Lennox's, but Sarah made it a priority to call every other day. She kept gushing and cooing over Annabelle whenever she made a gurgling noise or a little laugh.

"She has Will's laugh." She kept saying.

Living in Tranquility was actually pleasant. Save for her neighbors next door.

She was actually in the front yard tending to her flowerbed when she heard a shout."NYX!" Phoenix lifted her head and turned toward the sound of footsteps toward her.

It was a young boy, the age around probably 17 and his curly hair was one of the things she would always see. It was Sam Witwicky. He was breathing hard as he put his hands on his knees.

"Nyx! I need your help! I need to do a report for history class and if I get an A on the project, I can get a car!" He said breathlessly.

Phoenix just gave him a look of blankness. Sam was one of those kids that Phoenix enjoyed to mess around with, he seemed to look up to her like a sister figure.

When she first moved in the house, she came up with a story that she was a 21 year old (She's been 21 since the late 1940s.) that was taking a break from college. She worked over at the middle school as a history teacher, one of her strengths, and she works part time over at the library sorting out books and fixing the old computers the have a tendency to crash from time to time, that and she was a voluntary tutor at Sam's high school.

"Sam…remember what happened last time I tried to helped you with a report? You changed it completely and got a D." She deadpanned.

Sam looked like a kicked puppy. It was somewhat true. Sam was supposed to have a report for Of Mice and Men, but he screwed it up by reading the wrong book and wrote a report for Uncle Tom's Cabin.

"How can he screw those two up?" She thought as she rubbed her head.

"Okay, this time you tell me what you want to work on. What is the subject this time?" She said as she got up and went to her front door with Sam at her heels.

She walked in her home while taking off her garden gloves and hat. She left her shoes by the door. Sam does the same.

"Oh it's a genealogy project, I'm doing it on my Great-Great Grandfather Witwicky." He said as he tripped a little over her rug.

"Fun. What information have you dug up?" She asked.

Sam told her everything. About how his grandfather had an expedition to the Arctic Circle and that his crew found something that was completely alien. He was sent to an Asylum after he returned.

"I guess insanity runs in the family." She thought to herself.

Don't get her wrong she loves the Witwicky family. Judy was a kind woman, but threaten her family, she'll take out a bat and start swinging the object at a poor unfortunate soul who dares to do so. Ron was the cheapskate dad, but he means well. He knows the value of hard work and tries to pass it on to Sam. So far it's not working. How he puts up with Judy, Nyx will never know. Then there's Sam. Sam was a pretty cool kid in Nyx's book. Slightly nutty, but he can handle things that come his way. In other words, sometime the Witwicky family is insane.

She helped him with his report and made it so that it made sense to the class rather to him. "So…what brought this on? There must be a catch." She said as she poured a cup of chocolate milk for him.

"Uh, well I just wanted to do better you know? Get good grades and stuff…maybe go to collage." He said as he grabbed the cup of chocolate and drank it.

"Ron bribed you to get a car huh?" She deadpanned.

He choked. "What!? No! I mean…who wants a car anyways…" He trailed off.

"Uh-huh. Let me guess, if you get three A's your dad will get you a car?" Nyx grinned. Sam looked to the ground.

"I understand Sam. Look, at least your dad is willing to buy you a car; I had to save up money for my Bronco. Good hard money too. So you have it easy." She said as she drank her milk.

"Easy for you to say, you don't have hard-ass teachers." He muttered.

Nyx gave a bark of laughter. "Well Sam, you'll go far if you work hard. Trust me, I know." She said as she messed with Sam's hair.

"So what car do you think you may get?" She asked. Sam went on about the kind of car he wanted and hoped that it wouldn't be a piece of crap car.

"Knowing Ron, he will definitely get a piece of crap car. Maybe I'll help him out with fixing it." She mused.

After Sam thanked her for helping him with his project, he left the house. She put on some old blues music and relaxed around the house. At least she has a normal life. Well as normal as it can get with her longevity issues. She went upstairs and got ready for bed, when her body started to glow again, this time it was intensified. She wasn't feeling pain this time, but she heard the whispers again.

She observed her body in the mirror and wondered if Benny suffered the same effects. No…she would take care of him while he was wheelchair bound and bed-ridden. She never saw anything like this. She hoped she wasn't dying… she didn't want anyone see her lose herself and have them see her skin peel off and slowly die. The glowing dissipated and the whispers gone. At least she wasn't seeing those symbols anymore. That was an improvement…maybe.

A couple of weeks later, Nyx received a call from Sarah about Will missing in Qatar, she was devastated and hysterical. She was crying and was worried that he was dead. Nyx asked for a short sabbatical from teaching at the middle school and someone from the library would take her place while she was gone for a week consoling Sarah. One day Sarah was just lying on her bed in her room, as if she was lifeless as a corpse. She didn't even give a chance to even get up from the bed to tend to Annabelle. Nyx didn't mind tacking care of Annabelle for the day, but the next day when Sarah would just lie in bed, Nyx was mad. She went into the room and sat Sarah up and slapped her hard enough that it left a mark on her. Sarah was shocked that Nyx slapped her, but Nyx gave her a piece of her mind.

"Listen to me Sarah! Would Will want you to be a sniveling wife who thinks she lost everything? No. You have his child to take care of, YOUR DAUGHTER, and you aren't even taking care of her? You have a piece of Will with you, and he's in your heart and your daughter. Don't live your life in sorrow Sarah; Will wants you to be happy. Remember what he said before he left?" Nyx said as she sat next to her.

"'I will always come home.' That's what he said, come on, Will's tough enough not to die, he has a wife and kid to go home to. I know he's out there. He's missing…not dead." Nyx smiled. Sarah cried again. "You're right Nyx…I've been so selfish…I wasn't thinking. Annabelle!" She realized as she got up and ran over to Annabelle's room.

Nyx followed silently after. Leaning on the frame of the door, she saw Sarah cooing to Annabelle and telling her that she was sorry to neglect her and it would never happen again. Nyx felt tears prickle at her eyes. She never had children but this tugged at her heart in a way that she wished that she had one, but she knew that if she had children, they would either grow old or they would die young, while she would live forever…she wouldn't dare let anyone's child live like that.

"Nyx." Sarah said shocking her out of her revere.

"Yeah?" She said as she straightened out. She wanted to be strong for Sarah, not appear weak. "Thank you…for everything." She smiled.

Nyx nodded. "Anything for a friend." She said. "Friends last forever." She thought. She really knew that it was true.

Sarah went back into the routine of things and told Nyx that she will be fine. She had the same mindset that Will was still alive and that he wouldn't go down without a fight. So she carried on. Nyx went back to her home in Tranquility knowing that Sarah will be fine. The same day she returned was the day that changed her life…in some strange way that is. Ron was about to get into his car when Nyx got back.

"NYX! Sorry to bother you, but what do you say about helping me choose a car for Sam? If he happened to pass his classes that is." He muttered the last part.

Nyx wasn't very tired at the moment and she wondered what the catch was. As if catching on with what her mind, Ron said, "I'm going to take Sam through a Porsche dealership first before going elsewhere, just to give him a little false hope. You up for it?" Nyx thought about it for a moment, but then realized that she needed a little pick me up from all the drama from the Lennox farm.

So she agreed. She sat in the back seat and spoke with Ron that he was being a cheap ass father, he laughed at that and said that his father was cheap too. So on goes the cycle of fathers that wanted to save money.

They waited outside of Sam's school and Nyx was taking a catnap when she heard shouting. "Yes! I got the A-!" Sam shouted at he tossed stuff in the back, hitting Nyx as well.

"You punk!" She said as she shoved stuff off of her. "It's an A right?" Sam said as he showed Ron his paper.

"It's still an A. Let's go." Ron said as he started up the car and left the school.

"All right, looks like my tutoring actually helped you this time Sam. For once." She muttered.

"Hey if it wasn't for you, I would not have gotten a car, so for helping me, you will ride home with me okay, teach?" He said as he turned back to the front.

Nyx shook her head, last time she was in a car with Sam, he nearly drove into a ditch. "Well, Ron, is it too late to sign my death warrant?" She joked.

"Yup. See you in the afterlife." He said. "I'm not that bad a driver." Sam defended.

As they turned onto a street, Nyx saw the Porsche dealership. She just sat back and enjoyed the commotion that Sam made, then the drove into and then out of it.

"Are you kidding? I'm not gonna buy you a Porsche." He laughed. "That was not funny." Sam growled. Nyx laughed.

"You were in on this to Nyx? Really?" Sam groaned.

"Well, it didn't surprise me. I wanted to see how you would react to it." Nyx said as she ruffled Sam's hair. He grumbled as became silent. Then her worse nightmares came to life. Bobby D's. She hated this place. She may know how to fix cars up to make them look like new, but she hated the way people would sell crap cars. Most of the cars were lemons.

"You're kidding me." Sam said confounded.

"He's done for. Poor Sam." She thought as she jumped out of the car.

She left the father and son to bicker while she looked around. She wanted to cry. All the cars, they look like crap. She would never treat her Bronco like this. She heard Sam and Ron talk to the dealer behind her, but she wasn't paying attention. Then she felt something strange, like a humming through her body.

"HEY NYX!" She heard Sam shout.

She turned and saw Sam wave her over. She walked over to him curious about what he wanted her to see and what she saw was good. A Chevy Camaro... She beamed at Sam's choice.

"Wow! What a car!" She said as she opened the passenger side and got in. It was old, she could tell, but she sat back in the worn leather seats and relaxed. This car had soul.

"Feels nice huh?" Sam said looking at her.

"Hmm, yup. A bit small, but it has character." She hummed and she closed her eyes.

This car felt…warm. Very warm. The cars that she would drive are cold and are not…alive? Wait, what was she thinking? This car is alive? She shook her head, the feeling gone when Bobby D said that the car has custom faded stripes.

"Wait, it's custom faded?" She asked. "Look I've seen cars like this before and no way is it custom faded. I've worked on cars as old as this one, and no way is it custom faded." She said.

The man ignored her and she wanted to shock the guy for being so damned rude. She heard the man said five grand and Ron didn't want to pay over four. Sam complained and Nyx frowned. It was a good car, she'll admit, but Ron was cheap and he had a good reason to be. Heck, she had been in the position many times before. No matter how nice the car was, it wasn't worth it. She tried to open the side door to get out and it was locked.

"The hell?" She muttered.

She tried again, and the door didn't open. Sam was already out, but she was having trouble. "Open damn you." She said as she decided to send out an electrical pulse and it slammed into the dealer in the next car.

"Nyx!" Ron warned.

"It wasn't me! I swear!" She said as she got out. "No, no it's fine." The Dealer glared at her as she stepped away from the car, then shouted at the man in the clown costume to get the dent out.

She walked away from the Camaro looking at it strangely and shook her head. She must be imagining things. As she walked alongside Sam and he was arguing with his dad about that he did not want a fiesta, let's face it, Nyx didn't like fiestas, she fell another humming through her body and the a high pitched sound rang through the parking lot. She grasped her ears and she feel to her knees, and was about to take the gun that she had hidden on her left calf to turn around when she hear car windows breaking.

Ron and Sam turned back around and Nyx got up with a confounded face as she looked around and saw every car's windows shattered…except the Camero. Bobby turned around in a panic and shouted, "4,000!"

She was riding in the car with Sam and was holding onto the seat for dear life.

"Come on Nyx, I'm not that bad a driver." Sam tried to console her.

"Sam, you once tried to drive my bronco into a ditch." She said as she glared at the younger boy.

"Well trust me, I'm a great driver." He said as he looked at her.

"EYES ON THE ROAD!" She squealed.

She was embarrassed. She went through world wars and she was afraid of a car crash by a teenager? Well she hated it when younger drivers don't pay attention to the road and got onto car crashes. It was a waste of life. As they drove up the Witwicky's driveway and parked, she got out of the car and took a deep breath.

"Geez, I'm not that bad a driver." Sam muttered.

"Well next time keep your eyes on the road. We almost ran a stop light." She berated him.

She then took the time to over look the Camero. It was dirty as hell and it needed a make over. She flexed her fingers; she was itching to clean this classic beauty.

"Hey Sam, you up to clean your hunk of junk." She said lovingly as she patted the front of the car. Sam was fidgeting.

"Well, I mean I need to get ready for a party." He said. She gave him an incredulous look.

"Sam…are you saying you got this car…for a GIRL?" She laughed. "It's not funny. Okay? That car will be a chick magnet." Sam said as he walked up to her.

She laughed again. "Okay, let's get Bee cleaned up, we gotta make him look good right?" She said as she started to go to her house to get supplies.

"Wait…Bee? You named my car 'Bee'? Are you nuts?" Sam said as he shook his head at her. "I don't know it seems to stick!" She said as she got into her house to get supplies.

When she got back out, Sam and the car was gone. "Really?" She said. "He left without even cleaning the damn car?" She thought.

She shook her head. It was a girl. It was defiantly a girl. She shook her head.

"Men. They are generally all the same." She thought as she placed the cleaning supplies by the old shed.

Hopefully when Sam gets back he can clean the car himself. She went back into her home and made herself dinner. This time it was a one serving of pork chops with rice and gravy, green beans, and her drink for tonight was pink lemonade. She was in the middle of grading her students history homework, when she felt the burning pain again. She dropped her papers and she felt to the floor writhing in pain and her veins were glowing again.

The voices were louder and she thought she was screaming but no sound came out. She started to see things. Tall beings were standing over her. She couldn't make them out. She could feel herself burn and the symbols seemed to burn inside her mind. The beings were speaking to her, but they sounded too soft for her to hear. She could make out only one word.

ALLSPARK.

She screamed her loudest yet and then everything just disappeared. She opened her eyes and sat up too fast that the room started to spin. She had to lie down again to stop the spinning. Was this what Benny felt when he was dying? She hoped she wasn't. She kept track of her episodes, it had only been 6 months since they started, and she should be dead by now at least. She slowly got up and went over to her calendar on the fridge and took out her red pen and circled the day that she had the seizure. Hopefully…just hopefully she wasn't dying the same way Benny went out.

She woke up to an annoying phone call. She got up and grabbed her phone and growled.

"WHAT?" She snarled. It had been three days since Sam got his car and somehow it got jacked. She even tried to help him look for it, but it seemed nowhere to be found.

But Sam was Frantic. "DUDE! Satan's Camaro is here and it's stalking me!" He whisper screamed in her ear.

She got up and stretched out. "Sam…did you accidentally eat one of Mojo's pain pills again?" She joked.

While she was up she might as well get some clean clothes on. Yesterday, Sam was at the police station and the officer there was acting like a thug and a gangster at the same time, and like Sam, he forgot that he had Mojo's pain pills in his pocket. The officer claimed that Sam was on drugs. He thought the officer was on drugs. She had to laugh at that.

"NO!" He shouted as the call dropped.

"Sam?" She said confused. She took this as something wrong, very wrong. She put on her running shoes and went outside, grabbing her favorite gun, a desert eagle on the way and shoved it in the back of her pants, almost getting hit by Sam as he took a bike and took off somewhere. The Camaro that was supposedly stolen…stopped in front of her. She tilted her head and her mouth dropped open as a door opened. The car was alive. The FREAKING CAR WAS ALIVE!

"Well, things just got weird. But hey…I guess I'm one of those oddities." She thought. She shook her head as she heard the radio turn up, "You commin' in or what?" It said.

She gave up and jumped into the car. "I can't believe I'm doing this." She muttered as she got into the driver's seat.

Well, she wanted an adventure, she got one, and she hoped that this adventure wouldn't get her killed.

TAL21:Well...i lied, this just came up to my mind and i figured 'what the hell?' I don't know why, but i think my muse is slowly coming back. Slowly! So don't get too excited yet. I'm still working on two avenger's stories and two Naruto stories as well, so i will be busy with work, Dating(Yes, i actually have a life), and family time so i'm working on getting time for Fan Fiction. I know you guys are probably screaming for joy, but hopefully, i won't screw this story up! I'm trying to make it fairly original as possible. So for someone like me, i have a tendency to follow storyline like i have done with my anime one like LIFMA(Which is now on permanent hiatus, due to some really mary sue crap-tastic crap that should have never existed in like the history of fan fiction) I hope that this is turning out well!

A BIG SHOUT OUT TO ALL MY REVIEWERS WHO GAVE ME DETAILED REVIEWS!I won't be able to personally answer all of your reviews due to the shear amount, but I really appreciate my followers giving me the reviews to keep going! Seriously, this is amazing and Reviews really do help me keep going, it's a great boost and it also, believe it or not, will help me with ideas, so keep sending me reviews. Anyway, like I said, I hope you guys like it so far and we will be seeing the epic battle coming up (I think you know what i'm talking about)!

So then, the question you guys all had in mind and are very curious about it...WHO WILL NYX BE PAIRED UP WITH? BAHAHA! I'm not telling, that and it will NOT be obvious at first. That's all i'm saying! XD Also, give my other stories a chance, The Travelerand Time is Running Out.

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