"Oh My God!" I screamed, jumping off the ground and making a break for it.
"Oh, no! Oh, no, no, no! Oh, God! Oh, No!" I felt a blast of air before I was propelled through the air, and landed on the hood of an old car. The robot was right in front of me, glaring at me with it's red eyes. I just got the vibe of evil from it.
"This is just a bad dream. This isn't real. There is no way that this could be real." I muttered.
"Are you username MightyLady217?" The robot demanded (That's the Only name I could think of…. Sorry :P)
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about!" I shrieked.
"Are you username LadiesMan217?" The robot demanded again, leaning closer.
"Why the hell do you know my Ebay name?" I asked, flinching as the robot leaned in closer to me.
"So you are, hmmm?" It said, studying me with its creepy red…are those it's eyes?
"Yeah…" I trailed off realizing that I was going to die.
"Where is eBay item 21153?" It demanded. Not giving me a chance to ask what 'ebay item 21153' was, it continued
"Where are the glasses?" As it said this, I made another break for it, running over the top of the car and finding the exit.
I heard the sound of an engine getting louder and louderMichael was riding his motorcycle, approaching us.
"Get back!" I shouted, waving my arms around like a lunatic.
"Stop!" I football tackled him off of his scooter and onto the ground.
"God! What is the matter with you, Sam?" He demanded.
"Okay, you probably won't believe me, but there's a monster right there! It just attacked me!" I saw the robot coming towards us and pulled the two of us up.
"Here it comes! All right, get up. Get up and run! You have to run! Okay" I said, running ahead where I was stopped by my car.
"Sam, what is that thing?" I heard Michael ask as I stared at the car, which was now sitting in front of us.
"You have to get in the car." When he didn't move, I repeated myself "Get in."
He listened since I used my 'no nonsense tone' that I got from my mom. As soon as we were in, the doors slammed shut and the car drove itself.
"Go, go, go, go, go. Go, go, go, go!" I shouted at the car.
"You know what really would work? Chase music."
As I said this, the car put on some chase music from one of the action movies that I couldn't remember the name of.
"At least you have a sense of humour, through all of this." I muttered, causing Michael to look at me like I was crazy.
"What?" I asked defensively. He was about to answer but the car decided to go through a window.
"Oh, God! We're gonna die! We're gonna die!" Mikaela shouted. "
No, we're not. No, we're not gonna die" I shouted back, both of us hanging on to the car for dear life.
"Oh, my God!" He shrieked, sounding very girly.
"Trust me. This car is a kick-ass driver!" The car suddenly did a U-turn, spinning wildly.
"Nope nevermind, I feel sick" I said, grasping the car and closing my eyes in an attempt not to throw up.
"Oh, my God! No!" Michael shouted, sounding as nauseous as I felt.
"We're gonna die!" I screeched, opening my eyes. The car backed up into an empty area and both of us tried to get out.
"We're locked in" I said. I tried to turn the keys, but the ignition wouldn't start.
"The car won't start. At least we ditched the monster, right?" Just as I said this the cop car monster drove by. We stayed quiet as the police car went past, it suddenly stopped and began to reverse. The keys turned and the car shot forwards and drove into what looked like an electricity plant. The car threw us out of the car, and we landed on the rocks, hard.
"OW!" My pain was soon forgotten as the other robot had followed us and had made a reappearance. Then, the believable yet believable in this situation happened; the car transformed.
It happened in a few seconds but it seemed longer. One second it was a normal car the next the sounds of gears turning and metal moving filled the air and I was faced with a black and yellow robot with blue eyes, unlike the other car with red eyes. Blue-eyes made a battle stance and was tackled by the cop car robot, who had transformed, too. and they began to fight. But before it g0t too serious, a small silver robot popped out of the cop car and started chasing us. He jumped on my back.
"He's got me! Oh, God! He's going to kill me!" I shouted, trying to knock it off.
"No. No, no, no! Get off!" The robot somehow managed to get my jeans off, and then jumped back on my trying to strangle me. It was surprisingly strong for something so small.
Suddenly, Michael came out of nowhere with a saw machine, and started hacking away at the robot.
"Kill it! Kill it! Get it, get it, get it, get it!" He cut it's head off.
"Not so tough without a head, are you?" I kicked the head, which went flying. I stayed still for a moment, trying to get my breath back before freezing.
"Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"Exactly, the fighting stopped."
"Here, come on" I said. The robot soon stood at the top of the hill and put his hands on his hips, superhero style.
"What is it?" Michael asked.
"It's obviously a robot" I said, creeping a little closer to it.
"Really? I had no idea." He said sarcastically.
"But like a... Like a different... You know, like a super-advanced robot" I continued, not even bothering with acknowledging his tone.
"It's probably Japanese" I said, looking up at it. I took a step closer but was stopped by Michael putting his hand on my shoulder and pulling me back towards him.
"What are you doing?" He hissed.
"I don't think he wants to hurt us. If he did, he would have done that already" I said.
"It's a dude now?"
"Well, yea. Tell em that he doesn't look masculine." As if he could understand up the robot did the pose where you like sit on the floor with one leg out and one leg bent with a hand on the bent leg. Its the one where people say 'paint me like one of your French girls.' (Don't mean to offend any French people.)
Michael looked up at him for a few seconds then turned to me.
"Yea I guess." He said agreeing.
"Well okay then, let's go talk to him."
"Wait what? So you speak robot now?"
"No, but it seemed like he understood English."
"Well, I'm not going closer because they just had, like, a giant droid deathmatch." Michael said, refusing to come any closer.
"I think it wants something from us, or at least me." I said still walking towards the robot.
"What?"
"Well, 'cause the other one, you know the evil one, it was talking about my eBay page" I said.
"You Sam, are the strangest person I have ever met"