Silver Heart

By TwilightAnimeLover21

She hadn't had this much fun since she went for a joyride in the late 50s, went straight afterwards. She was completely taken aback that this car was ALIVE!

"You know, this is the first time I have ever had a car that actually is alive. You, my friend, have a lot of explaining to do." She said as she was following Sam.

"Where are we Runnin'?" The car's radio turned up.

"We're chasing after Sam. Wait, damn it! I must be going nuts. I'm talking to a car." She said as she flinched crashing into a few trashcans and them flying away.

"We're all mad here, honey." The radio spoke.

"You know what, screw it, I've done stranger things." She said as the car lost Sam. He went into an alleyway and the car stopped by it.

"Let me out! Sam's following his way to an abandoned warehouse, I hope you know what I'm talking about." She said as she got out the car, it burned rubber as it sped away.

She ran down the alleyway, feeling her previous war trainings kicking in hard. She jumped fences and scaled walls. She heard something unnatural. Something big. She heard screaming.

"SAM!" She shouted as she grabbed her desert eagle out of her pants and aimed it at the perp that was trying to hurt Sam. Except this perp was…

"What the hell?" She thought as the giant being was slamming down on a rusty car shouting.

"WHERE ARE THE GLASSES?" It ordered.

It fell like an eternity. She could hear the strange language again. But this time she understood it.

"The glasses are the map." She heard. She shook her head and ran over to one of the abandoned cars and ripped off its door hinges.

"HEY UGLY!" She shouted getting its attention. It looked up. Wrong move for that guy. She threw the door like a Frisbee hitting its head it back away from Sam.

"RUN SAM!" She shouted as she ran full speed at the giant robotic being.

She was being crazy, but sometimes it works. She grabbed onto its face and she sent out pulses of electricity as defense. She swung around the face and climbed to the back of his neck and attacked the wires there. She thought she was able to hurt this thing, but its hand wrapped around her body to fling her away hitting the ground hard, before she could do any major damage.

She felt her rib bones crack, head smacking into the asphalt, left arm snap, and her ankle twist. She was pretty sure she was bleeding internally too. She let out a pained scream. The robotic being was grabbing its face in pain and it fell back as the yellow Camaro tripped it over.

"NYX!" Sam shouted as he ran over to her to help her up, there was another person there, a girl.

"Are you okay?" She asked worried.

"Both of you get in the damn Camaro! NOW!" She shouted as she pushed the two teens into the yellow Camaro and she took the drivers seat. The girl and Sam on the passenger's side.

"GO!" She shouted at the car. It sped off as the other being turned into a police car in the rearview mirror. Sam and the girl were freaking out, while Nyx was trying to take control of the situation.

"We're gonna die! We're gonna die!"

"We're not going to die! Trust me he's a kick-ass driver!"

Nyx, while she may be incapacitated for the moment, she put on her seatbelt and took the wheel.

"Okay, 'Bee, follow my lead." She said as she moved the wheel to get away from that police car of evil. Apparently the pain was affecting her more than she thought. Well, she knows that she blacked out more than once while the screaming was going on; she stayed awake after they crashed through a glass wall.

"We're gonna die!" Sam shouted.

She tuned out the screams. At least this was similar to outdriving a soviet soldiers bike. Now those were some fun times. After crashing thought another weak wall, the wheel did a complete cookie and lost the car. She blacked out.

She woke up to Sam and the girl trying to get out of the car.

"Sam, girlie, don't worry, I trust the car." She moaned rubbing her head. She was going to drink a lot of whiskey after this.

"Nyx! You okay? That robot thing, whatever the hell it was, threw you down like some rag doll. You looked a little beat up." He said as he poked and prodded her. She slapped his hand.

"Don't, I'm fine. Gosh." She said as she moved around.

She knew her ribs were fine now. The crack in her skull was most likely mended; her ankle wasn't swollen and painful anymore. She wasn't coughing up blood from internal injuries, so she assumed she was still alive.

"Where are we Sam?" She asked as she straightened up a bit.

"Sam, who is she?" The girl asked.

Nyx looked over at the girl. She was pretty, wavy black hair and pretty blue eyes. She was pretty voluptuous as well.

"Um, well, Mikaela, this is Phoenix, Phoenix, this is Mikaela, Nyx is a tutor and a teacher, wait, a teacher doesn't fight big robot things." Sam said pointing a finger at her.

"Sam, there are a lot of things you don't know about me, but right now, I think we got bigger problems." Nyx said as she flexed her fingers.

"Bigger problems?" He whispered.

"Hey, why are you here?" Mikaela asked. Nyx looked at her with an 'Are you kidding look.'

"Look here little girl, I'm not in the most pleasant of moods okay? I just saved both your asses. And Bee helped out too." She said as an afterthought.

"This car is alive?" Mikaela asked.

Nyx nodded. "Yup. Let me tell you, I have seen things that grown men, not your dad Sam, but war men, would make them pee their pants. But this…this is on another level." Nyx muttered.

"Well, we're not dead right?" Sam said. Nyx looked at Sam.

"For now." She said quietly.

The car backed up and turned off its lights. Nyx saw the cop car drive past the alley. Her mind was going a million miles an hour. The next thing she knew, the car started up and jerked forward and sped back the behind of the cop car and left it in the dust, but then the car made a 180-degree sharp turn so it threw all three passengers out of the vehicle.

"Ow." Nyx muttered.

She got up and saw the Camaro transform. She was pretty sure that Sam and Mikaela saw too. She could see all the gears and wires and exoskeleton. What's strange was that she understood how it worked. Her mind went into overdrive. She grabbed Sam and Mikaela, pushed them down the road as the other car came at the yellow bot. They tumbled and wrestled.

"Sam! Take Mikaela and go! I'll catch up!" She shouted.

She followed the two robots and they were having a death match, how fun. She knew the yellow one was on their side. So she took out her gun, went to the crates that would give her enough height to get in a good shot. She got to the top crate and lined up for a shot. She shot the black bot in the shoulder panels, the side, and the back of the leg.

It didn't seem to have any effect, but the black bot's hand turned into a cannon and aimed it at her.

"Aw damn." She said before the crates beneath her exploded.

She landed on the same side that the robot slammed her down into. Her gun was gone. She could hear Sam in the distance screaming and a chain saw starting up. She blacked out from the pain yet again.

"Nyx! Nyx! Wake up!" She heard a voice.

She opened her eyes, painfully and got up. She smiled and laughed.

"Well that was fun. What'd I miss?" She chuckled. She was in deep, she knew that much.

"Well, other than the fact that you probably missed a giant robot death match, not much. But we have to go. This guy here," He pointed to the yellow bot, "has friends coming this way. We're going to see them." He said as he helped Nyx get up and patted the dust off of her.

"Well, I've seen stranger things." She said as she looked up at the tall bot. It looked really cute to her. It was doing some chirping noise that made her smile. The bot was build like a football player and the doors were on his back like wings, she also noticed that his eyes were a bright electrical blue. She was impressed to say the least.

"Okay, where are we going?" She asked.

The bot chirped as it folded into itself back into a car and opened its doors.

"Any Questions?" It asked.

She chuckled. "Okay, I call back seat this time." She said as she got in and laid down on the back seat. Sam and Mikaela got in afterword.

She could hear them talking in the front, she smiled. Sam was trying to be flirty, but really, he's too cutesy to try that. The car suddenly burst into a love song. She chuckled.

"Ah, young love. They do look a little cute together." She thought.

Then, "Why is that he's a super advanced robot, and he turns back into this piece of crap Camaro?" Mikaela thought.

"Oh no, she didn't!" She thought as she shot up.

The car stopped sharply and her forehead collided with the seat in front of her. The doors opened and Sam was scolding Mikaela about that 4000 dollars just drove off. Nyx was also tempted to scold the girl.

"That bot had character. Even I thought the Camaro was classy." She said as she glared at the girl.

They heard a roar. They turned around and saw a complete remake of the Camaro.

"That's a 2007 Camaro…it's not even off the market yet." Nyx smiled.

She was lovin' the new look. Sam was ecstatic and he was itching to get in the car. They got in and she was in the back again. The seats were brand spanking new and she was enjoying it.

"Bee, you upgraded. Love it." She said as she sent a pulse through out the car as a thank you. The radio chirped in joy as the car sped up. She gave a laugh as she sat up.

"Hey Nyx…what do you think? You know, about you know?" Sam asked. Nyx leaned over and put her head on her arms.

"Sam, this is completely new to me." She said as she yawned a little.

"Really? Well, I mean, we're meeting this guy's friends…I wonder if they're friendly." Sam said nervously.

"I'm sure they are. I mean, this guy here seems to be pretty darn friendly." Nyx smiled and patted the dashboard.

"Why thank you kindly ma'am." The radio spoke up.

The three laughed and Nyx sat back down. She was always up for an adventure. This was something that she didn't want to turn down.

"Hey Phoenix? Didn't you like getting a concussion or something when that big bot slammed you down? I mean you have to have some sort of broken bones…right?" Mikaela said as she turned back to look at her. Nyx's face was blank.

"I'm fine, it'll take more than a slam down to get me out of the game." She said as she looked out the window.

"Yeah by the way, you like took on that guy like he was a jungle gym. Nyx…I know you are my favorite neighbor and friend, but tell me…have you fought these guys before?" Sam asked as he looked back.

Nyx shook her head and sighed. "No." She said.

"You're hiding something." Mikaela said as she looked at Nyx with suspicion. Nyx smiled.

"Look little girl. I've had military training okay? I have more than enough training to try and take down something like that I guess. I mean, just looking at the thing I had an idea. These forms I guess…are like it's protective plates. Like a beetle I guess. Something hard to protect the inside of their bodies." She said as she rubbed her head.

She was hearing the voices again. At least her body wasn't glowing. She would hate to explain that. The thing was is that she didn't know why these…robots worked. She just knew. From the low down from Sam, these robots are from space and are looking for something. The question is…what are they looking for? Why do they need Sam?

ALLSPARK. That just kept popping up. She had no clue what it is. She sifted through her memories as she lay back down, ignoring the kids' questions. In all her times going through wars and traveling, she had never heard of this…Allspark. Then a thought came to her mind. It was a quick flash of memory while she was at Sector Seven. She remembered walking down a corridor when she was a young girl. She was told that the other children, ages 10 and under were free to walk the base. But she never realized that two rooms were off limits. She remembered…walking into a giant room housing a being that was frozen with blood red things that looked like eyes. She ran out screaming that it was the boogyman. The second room was when she was getting out of the tank of water and she saw a pulsing cube as she was being taken to her room.

She gritted her teeth. She hated thinking about Sector Seven. Those were the people that turn her into this freak. Someone who never ages the same way as normal people. She may have made friends over the years, but most of them are wrinkled and grey by now. She was still the same. She wanted a family, hell she had a husband, but he left because he refused to adopt a child… she just couldn't have a child. She went to numerous doctors over the years; they all said the same thing. Her ovaries had no eggs. None. They consider this a rare oddity and only one in 20 million women would have it. She didn't remember how many days she cried after hearing the news. All because of Sector Seven. She couldn't have a normal life. If she was killed in an alleyway and woke up in a coroner's workplace (It had happened before, the coroner fainted at the fact that a dead body had risen from the table he was currently using) people would report it and someone would pick up on it. She ran her hand through her platinum blond hair. She was lucky that she knew how to work computers, hell any electronic, and create new identities and her life.

That was another thing. After electronics were coming out, it was like her brain became hardwired into improving it, making it more efficient. She was amazed at herself that she understood things like that, but she had to be careful. Being a genius in a lot of things just surprised her. But she kept it all to herself. But right now, she was content. Content enough to just have a job on the low end of the spectrum and not be found out. Now that she was inside a car robot that can turn into a bipedal mode, she had a feeling she was in deep. She wondered if there were more aliens like this car. Well there has to be if one was bad and the other was good.

She was lost in her swirl of thoughts and felt a migraine coming on. She sat up and looked in the rearview mirror and saw that her eyes were glowing dimly. She rubbed them and shook her head. Now is not the time to have an episode. She shut her eyes for who knows how long when the car stopped.

"Hey Nyx! Come on!" Sam said as he and Mikaela got out of the car.

She followed shortly after and looked up at that sky.

"Whoa." She said softly. What looked like four asteroids flew over them and Nyx felt tingly. She crossed her arms and hoped the feeling would go away, but the feelings didn't stop. She took the initiative to take off to find the first pod that fell into the field, Sam and Mikaela following after.

"Nyx! Slow down!" Sam shouted.

Nyx skidded to a stop, as she over looked a field. She saw the trail that the asteroid left and she saw in the field what looked like a pod. She tilted her head in confusion and she looked closer at it. It opened up and out came what seemed like a metallic skeleton of wires metal and other things she can't seem to describe. She felt the tingling in her body turn into a hum. She tuned that out. The skeleton ran off and she turned around and ran back to the yellow Camaro.

"Are those your friends? What are you guys?" She said as she was at the front of the car hands placed on the hood. The car jiggled a bit. She sighed in frustration.

"Look, I don't know about you, but I'm pretty darn sure I can trust you guys…I'm a little skeptical about why aliens would come down to earth for something. The question is…why?" She said to the car.

"We come in peace…searching…my precious." The radio spoke.

"Precious? So they are looking for something that's valuable here on earth? Could it be that cube I saw all those years ago?" She thought.

The doors opened. "Buddy, let's get out of town." Nyx shook her head good-naturely. She turned and shouted. "HEY SAM! MIKAELA! LET'S GO!"

Nyx was in the driver's seat and Sam was kicked to the back. "Why do I have to be in the back?" He muttered.

"Because I wanted the front this time." Nyx spoke smiling.

"Well this is my car." He mumbled.

"Hey, Bee, turn on some oldie jams." She smiled.

"Wait what? Oldies? Nyx, come on, only grandma's listen to this crap." Sam groaned.

"Fine, fine, Bee what do you think?" She asked. Bee put on some hip-hop and she shrugged.

"Fine by me." She said as they drove through and alleyway in a warehouse district.

She was nervous. She was meeting aliens from outer space. She chuckled at the irony. In the fifties, early sixties, there were rumors of aliens everywhere. Roswell, alien abductions, crops circles, you name it, she has seen it all…except robots that can turn into cars. She leaned her head back and wondered what would've happened if she never came to Tranquility, probably somewhere in the US and probably working with kids with temper problems. She often thought that it would have been best is she went into the army and was out there shooting first asking questions later.

"Hey Nyx…we're here." Mikaela said.

Nyx looked over and the two kids. If anything happens to them it would be her fault, she has to look after them.

"All right, let's face the music." She said as she got out. She heard Bee behind her transform into his bipedal form and walked by them. As they reached the middle of the alleyway, she saw four other vehicles come her way. The humming that was in her body quieted down now, leaving only little tingles here or there. These must be Bee's friends.

"Whoa." She chuckled. There was a silver Pontiac Solstice, A black GMC Topkick, a yellow emergency AM General Hummer H2, and a blue with flames Peterbuilt 379 Semi.

"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Sam said in awe.

"Awesome freaking cars…damn I'd do anything to have cars like these." Nyx said as she rubbed her hands together.

The vehicles started to transform into taller beings. If Nyx's breath wasn't taken away before, it was taken away now. She didn't dare fall to her knees in awe, but she did move slightly in front of Sam and Mikaela just in case. Her heart rate sped up and adrenaline rushed through her veins. She felt a small smile appear on her face. She felt safe. She let out a breath that she had been holding.

"I have to admit, I'm glad that I have lived this long to see this." She thought. The tallest one kneeled down and spoke.

"Are you Samuel James Witwicky, descendent of Archibald Amundson Witwicky?" The Peterbuilt said.

"They know your name." Mikaela said nervously.

Well, that did it. Inside she was laughing insanely. Outside, she smiled.

"That's pretty cool actually." She said as she observed all the robots.

"Yeah." Sam said meekly.

"My name is Optimus Prime. We are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron." The bot said.

"But you could call us autobots for short." The yellow one said.

"Autobots." Sam repeated. Nyx lightly smacked Sam on the shoulder, berating him for acting like a parrot.

"What's cracking little bitches?" the silver bot said as he did a cool dance move. "My second lieutenant, Designation: Jazz." Optimus spoke.

"This seems like a cool place to kick it." He said as he jumped back onto an old rusted car. With his language, he seemed to sound a bit like a gangster.

"What's that? How'd he learn to talk like that?" Sam asked.

"The internet most likely, anyone can learn a language nowadays." Nyx thought sarcastically.

"We've learned earth's languages through the world wide web." Optimus replied.

"I knew it." Nyx smirked. The smirk disappeared when she hear the firing up of a weapon.

She turned and she reached back to get her desert eagle, only to realize that she didn't have it. From the corner of her eye, Optimus gestured to the tall black bot.

"My weapons specialist: Ironhide." She saw the bot's arms transform into what looked like cannons, he aimed them a little at the small group, Nyx stood in front of Sam and Mikaela and gave the bot a stone cold glare, if he dared try anything.

"Feelin' lucky punks?" he smirked.

"Oh yeah, I feel real lucky." Nyx muttered.

"Easy Ironhide." Optimus scolded lightly. "What? I just wanted to show them my cannons." He said innocently.

"The US military don't even have cannons like that…that's actually pretty cool." She said as she observed Ironhide's cannons.

She could see an energy source that radiated through them and wanted to know more, she had always been a sucker for good weaponry.

"Our medical officer, Ratchet." Optimus introduced the larger yellow bot. He seemed to be sniffing the air.

"The boy's pheromone levels suggest that he wants to mate with one of the females." He stated. Nyx's façade broke and she went into a wide grin, following her laughter. She was making this even more awkward for Sam.

"Well now I know." She said as she lightly shoved Sam towards Mikaela. He gave her a look of horror.

"Oh Sam, there's no way you can ever get a chance with me. I'm too old for you kiddo." She said as she ruffled his hair.

He had no idea. Well she was about 80 years old and counting, Sam is too young for her. "I'm no cougar." She thought as she saw Sam and Mikaela blush.

"You've already met your guardian, Bumblebee." Optimus said as 'Bee did a little dance with some hip-hop music coming from him.

"You're my guardian huh?" Sam asked. Bee nodded in confirmation. From the corner of her eye she saw Ratchet point some sort of instrument at 'Bee's throat, shooting a red laser at him. Bee did a motion that looked like he was coughing.

"His vocal processors were damaged in battle. I'm still working on them." Ratchet said as he tapped the instrument.

Mikaela stepped forward and asked, "Why are you here?" Nyx felt the whisper in the back of her mind again, the languages rushing through her mind.

She placed her fingers on the sides of her head to relive the pressure on her head. She prayed to whatever god above that she wouldn't have an episode right now. She kept her secret for 80 years now; she wasn't about to let it out. ALLSPARK! She heard the whispers chant.

She shook her head and paid attention to what Optimus had to say.

"We are looking for the Allspark," He said with a heavy tone. Nyx felt her chest constrict and her heart levels rise. There was no way this was a coincidence. She bit her tongue and listened. "And we must find it before Megatron does." Optimus said as he stood up.

"Damn he's tall." Nyx thought.

"Mega-what?" Sam said confused.

"Megatron…why does that sound familiar to me?" She told herself quietly, as she looked back up to Optimus.

He placed two fingers to the side of his head sending beams of light down to the ground.

"Holograms…" She thought.

She looked around her and saw a wasteland of metal crumbling and transforming into jagged and malicious towers. She felt a shot of cold and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up.

"Our planet was a powerful empire: Peaceful and just. Untill we were betrayed by Megatron, leader of the Decepticons." Optimus narrated.

She saw a foreboding figure of twisted metal and laughing manically, holding a spear and throwing it, killing an innocent bot in the process. She felt all her blood drain out her face…that figure…She recognized that laughing, evil, red-eyed figure. Her mind flashbacked to a memory when she was a child of 9, wandering the Sector Seven base for something to do, and as she entered the dark, cold room, she saw the figure's red eyes and his body. She was so afraid that she ran out of the room screaming. She never saw the being again…until now.

Optimus continued. " All who defied him were destroyed. Our war finally consumed out planet. The Allspark was lost among the stars. Megatron followed it to Earth. When Captain Witwicky found him." He spoke.

Sam did a little huff of disbelief. "My great grandfather." He said sighing. Nyx bit her lip. She had a slight idea where this was going.

"It was an accident. The intertwined our fates." Optimus said. Nyx closed her eyes and an image came to her mind. She read up on Sam's ancestor while helping him out with that report. She could literally see how Archibald was in the Arctic Circle with his crew trying to get through. When one of his huskies ran off to dig somewhere else, he followed. He fell through the ice and found…Ice Man.

"Megatron crash landed on Earth before he could retrieve the cube. He accidentally activated Megatron's navigation system. The coordinates of the cube on earth were imprinted on his glasses." Optimus ended his story.

"How'd you know about his glasses?" Sam asked.

"eBay." Optimus replied.

"eBay." Sam parroted.

Nyx rubbed her forehead. "Okay, let me get this straight…you are currently fighting an intergalactic war…here…on earth, all because of this Allspark? And the directions were on the glasses? Talk about overkill." She muttered the last part.

"I'm afraid so." Optimus replied.

"If the deceptions find the Allspark, they will use that power to transform earth's machines and build a new army." Ratchet explained.

"Then the human race will be vanquished. You, Sam Witwicky, hold the keys to Earth's survival." Optimus finalized as the autobots surrounded them.

"Um..Nyx…a little help, please?" Sam tried not to whimper.

Nyx shook out of her thinking state and stepped forward, she usually has a long fuse of a temper, but right now, she had been though Hell and back.

"Okay, look, I understand that this Allspark is very important…but can you find it without the glasses? I mean Sam is just a kid. He's an infant in your eyes, why place the burden on him?" Nyx asked kindly. She had to play the middle ground. Find the happy medium.

"What is your name?" He asked.

"Pheonix Sparks, but I go by Nyx." She said.

"The coordinates for the Allspark were destroyed after it was sent through a portal. It wasn't until we crossed lines with a Decepticon ship saying that they found where the Allspark and Megatron landed. I assume that the Witwicky's take some pride on family heirlooms?" Optimus asked.

He got Nyx there. Ron was a bit prideful of his grandfather's stuff, no matter how crazy he was.

"He's a child, not a soldier." Nyx snapped.

"Whoa there shorty! We are not expectin' anything else except the glasses. Don't be so cold to say that we'd use Sam as a soldier." Jazz spoke up.

"Doesn't hurt to clarify." She mumbled while rubbing her temple.

"Look, tell you guys what, When Sam gets the glasses to you, I'll do what I can to help out. You leave him alone, I'll work with you." She said firmly.

"Wait, what? Nyx you're not a soldier. There's not way you can even try to fight these decepticons." Sam argued.

Nyx stiffened. 'Not a soldier?' She thought. She turned around and walked to Sam. Her height being 5 foot 11, she stood over Sam and stared him down.

"Right Nyx? You're a teacher. You work for the library. You can't be a soldier." Sam said looking up at her. She shook her head.

"That's where you are wrong Sam. I've been through a lot of wars. The Cold War, Vietnam, I was over in Afganastan before the Twin Towers fell. I was back home in 2001, I went to the top of The Twin Towers to welcome myself home after all those years of war, and I fell. I was in the rubble, someone pulled my body out, and I got up and walked away. Now tell me, who do you think I am not being a soldier?" She asked.

"That's impossible, you can't be old as a grandma, you'd have to be like 80 years old or something, but you can't be that old…can you?" Sam stepped back.

While Nyx and Sam were arguing, Ratchet went over to Optimus and said, "The older female has some abnormalities, I scanned her body and I found trace amounts of Energon in her." Optimus raised his faceplates a little.

"Impossible… organics cannot have Energon signatures. It is poisonous to their bodies. They would die painfully and slowly." Optimus said surprised.

"That's what I was thinking Optimus. That woman seems more that meets the eye." Ratchet said as he observed the light haired woman.

This unsettled both of the bots. If the woman indeed was exposed to Energon, what changed her biology? Before the two bots thought any further, the female's voice rang through.

"I know what you are talking about. This Allspark, this Megatron, I've seen them before, but it's been too long. I was used in an experiment in World War II for Project Aindrias. Many before me were used but never survived the past the fifth month, I've lived this long so I don't know how I'm living like this, but I will keep fighting. So listen, I have been trained as a soldier, so I will fight alongside you. We will help you get the glasses, but I want you Autobots, to promise me that Sam or Mikaela will not be harmed." She asked as he blue eye lit up with an unspoken hardness.

"We won't be able to keep that promise femme. But we will protect Sam and Mikaela to the top of out abilities." Ironhide huffed. A little insulted that the little femme would assume that they couldn't protect the two humans.

Jazz laughed. "I like this Femme! She shows spark." Jazz clapped his hands.

"All right. Well now that that's settled," Nyx turned to Sam, "do you still have those glasses?" Nyx smiled.

Sam nodded as if he was still trying to absorb all the information that Nyx gave him.

"Yeah."

TAL21:Ah...i'm done with this one...So..i hopeyou guys enjoyed this one...but seriously...REVIEWS! For the next chapter, i hope to get 25 detailed reviews before i post the next chapter, if you do i may let a little hint of who Nyx may be paired up with. Mwahahaha! Anyways, i hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter. Heres some shout outs!

Gemava: Don't worry, Nyx's not exactly in full control of her powers, she has a hard enough time trying to hold back the episodes she has, and somebot will be training her to help her out. :) As for the car wash, that will be a deleted scene/one-shot. :)

Conflict-in-Crossfire: You have a slight idea of how my fic works, that is great! I'm glad you enjoyed it so much! Jazz is freaking cool, i can't wait to write him more in this fic! As for Nyx's name, yes, i went there! :D

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