Following the yellow camaro on the bike, Saphira was determined to catch it. She was focused on getting as close to it as possible. She tried to see who was driving it, she could not see the back of a head in the driver's seat, but as she car continued driving through the streets, Saphira did manage to see through the windows when it made a turn to the left. She blinked because she thought she saw no body driver the camaro. That seemed incredibly stupid of course, cars don't drive themselves she was just having a moment because she was pissed someone stole her car. However, she saw the car was driving towards a construction site. She thought the car would turn away, but it drove through a gate to get inside.

Why the hell are they stealing a car just to come to some construction yard?!

Saphira was able to follow the car into the site, but as she did so, she lost sight of her camaro. All the building materials there were stacked around with dirt mounds and vehicles around made it very difficult to keep an eye on the car. She rode around carefully, looking around for any sign of her car. It had to be here somewhere. However, when she did see her car, she was so shocked that she stared at it for too long that she rode right over pipes, causing the bike to flip forward. She yelped as she landed hard on the ground, her elbows scrapped the gravel and she grimaced, feeling the sting on her elbow from the broken skin.

"Oww…" Saphira groaned, carefully pushing herself off the ground and peering over a mound of dirt at what she saw. "What the…this has to be a bad dream…"

She saw her camaro alright. Except, it was not a car anymore. She saw a massive, yellow with black stripe, humanoid robot creature standing by a metal silo, or something that looked like one in the darkness of the night. She stared it, no believing what she was seeing. This was definitely a dream. Saphira watched as it looked at the sky before a beam of light shoots out from it's chest and the robot aims the light to the sky, very similar to the Batman symbol. Saphira blinked in shock, her mouth was hanging open as she stared at this robot, and she didn't believe what she was seeing.

She huffed and looked down at her bike for a moment before she slid down the hill to grab it and got on it to ride away from the construction site. She needed to clear her head, she hoped that if she gets back to the house, it was all just a very strange dream. And if she wakes up with the injuries on her elbows, then she will know it was not a dream. Though she did wonder if it was not a dream, then why did this car allow her to buy it in the first place. That made no sense. Much less sense than the weird cop that pulled her over. Unless there was a connection of course, but Saphira did not really want to know if there was.

She returned to the two-story house, and she was a bit shocked that the lights were not on. Her parents didn't wake up, even when the engine was turned on and when she yelled at them to call the police. She shakes her head to herself, at least she knew how much she could rely upon them if she was truly in danger. She parked her bike back where it was by the back door, she walked back the house and smacks her cheeks gently to try and get herself to wake up. Nothing. But she did need to do some first aid with some ointment on her wounds. They stopped bleeding, so she cleaned them up and applied some antibacterial ointment on them, wincing at the ointment stung slightly, but it was better than nothing.

Hopefully when I wake up, they are gone and I don't have a story to tell anyone.

And with that, she crawled back into her bed, falling into a deep sleep, one without a dream. However, she slept so soundly, that she ended up sleeping in quite a few hours. She wakes up to find it was ten thirty, she was shocked that she had overslept, usually she did not. But no one came in to wake her as normal. She sat up from her bed and groaned, feeling the familiar sting in her elbows and she glanced down at them with a frown.

So it was not a dream.

She stood up from her bed and ran to the window to see the camaro still did not return. Wonderful! Saphira had no idea where this robot had gone, but she was so pissed that it was gone because she had a lot of good plans for it. She groaned to herself, this was such a great start to her day! Deciding that it was not worth getting upset over, she got changed into a pair of jeans and a purple t-shirt as she planned on fixing her Camaro SS in the garage. She side braided her hair and walked downstairs to find it was empty. Her parents probably thought she went out and didn't bother to check on her. She shrugged and made herself an omelette before heading back to the garage on the bike this time instead of walking. She did find herself glancing around in case that yellow camaro did decide to return, but she was not betting on it at all. It was gone, and that was that. Five grand wasted, she figured she could find another camaro of the same model to do it up so it was exactly like the one she and her dad bought. She did not need him asking about what happened to it once they realize the car is not there.

When she arrived at the garage, she opened the door and put the bike inside. She stomped over to the sketch she had drawn up for the camaro and tore it off the board, ripping it into smaller pieces and throwing it into the trash. They were worthless to her now. She shakes her head and walked over to the Camaro SS and opened the hood again, and to her surprise, the fan belt was put back. She was shocked, she blinked at it and shakes her head, testing it to make sure it was on tightly and she tested the car. And she frowned when it started perfectly. She huffed, someone tampered with her car! But she did not tell anyone where she stored her cars, and she never had been followed. It was odd that this happened when she brought home that 1977 Camaro Z28, but again, no way a car could do something like that. But as it was a robot, she wondered why it was trying to stop her from going out to race. It did not make sense to her.

Nonetheless, Saphira decided to work on the Nissan 240sx for most of the day. She needed to work on the engine on it. She was lucky it was already on a car hoist right now as she always placed project cars on it until it was able to be moved without needing to physically push it. After turning on the radio, she opened the hood before grabbing her chest to wheel over to open and get out some parts and tools to begin working on it. While the car needed a paint job, she always left that until last because the engine was more important. She hummed to the music as she focused on her task, not minding the grease rubbing on her skin as she worked. It had a few missing parts such as a radiator and few pipes, but she would order those parts soon, she simply wanted to do what she could today.

While she had her head under the hood, she thought she heard a familiar vehicle outside the garage. She did not look up as it was only a soft hum of the yellow camaro that she heard, so she decided to ignore it for now. She continued to work on the engine for several hours before she stopped as the growl in her stomach made her realize how many hours it had been since she had the omelette. It was four in the afternoon now. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and went to use the bathroom to clean up a little more. Her shirt had some marks on it, but she wasn't worried, she did her own laundry anyway.

"Alright cars, I might be back soon and I'll be taking you to the meet today." She glanced at the blue camaro with a smile. "But, uuhhh…if any of you are a robot, let me know now. It would be pretty cool honestly. I won't tell no body."

There was no reply from the cars, as they shouldn't. She smiled and opened the garage door, wheeling her bike out of the garage and stopping when she saw the yellow camaro blocking her driveway. She widened her eyes realizing it came back, but it knew where she was. She closed the door and rolled her bike slowly towards the car, looking at it with a frown, not sure what she should do. This was a bit creepy to her. Especially since she knew what it was, it was not an actual car, but a robot. She stared at it for a moment before she shrugged and began to walk away from it with her bike. She was not about to entertain the robot right now, but she heard the engine starting and glanced back to see it following her.

"Hey!" She yelled at it. "Go away! I don't want you!" She got onto her bike and began to ride away. "Stop following me! I know I paid money, but I don't want you!"

It still did not stop following her, it was not speeding her thankfully, but it was still following her. There was no way she could return to the house like this, even though her parents don't care what she does, riding back to the house with the camaro following her without a driver would look strange to anyone. Saphira grimaced to herself, she had to figure out a plan to get away from this car. She pedels as fast as she could to keep a good distance between her and the vehicle, but it was still keeping up with her. She was sweating nervously at this point, she glanced up at the sky as it was dimming as the sun was beginning to set. She knew she would need to find a way to get away from this car before it got dark. She turned the bike down a small alleyway the car couldn't fit, she smirked and glanced back as it slowed down before speeding away, probably to try and catch her on the other side. There was no way she was letting that happen as she made it to the next street, and saw the exact same construction site that the camaro had come to last night.

Two can play at this game.

She rode quickly to the construction site, heading straight for the base of the building that was being building here, most likely a skyscraper, and this place was completely full of piping, brick work, cement mixures and so on, it was a mess, but as Saphira heard the camaro entering the site as well, she knew it was trying to locate her. So for now, she simply hid among the items and found a good place by some pipes. She got off the bike to place it down and duck behind the pipes glancing past them and seeing the yellow camaro driving through the place looking for her. She smiled to herself, thinking she lost it. She hoped it would stop following her now because it really was not great that it followed her.

However, she heard the rev of a familiar mustang and turned her head, widening her eyes in shock when she saw the exact same GT500 cop car that pulled her over the previous night. It was so strange the it was here now, and it was rolling towards her with its lights flashing.

"Oh, here's Officer Barricade," Saphira said sarcastically rolling her eyes at it. "You and I can't be here you know. We'll be fined for tresspassing, so why don't you just leave? I will be going soon anyway." She stood up and picked up her bike, glancing back at the cop car that was still rolling towards her. "Well, you've seen again. Bye!"

The cop car jerks forward suddenly, revving its engine and making her scream, falling backwards right onto her bike. She groaned as the frame of the bike dug into her back, she glanced up at the car as it jerks forward again, revving aggressively. Saphira screamed, placing her feet on the bump while trying to push herself away from the car fearfully.

"What the hell?! Stop, stop!" She screamed at it, confused that this Barricade was doing this to her. But this might be a different person driving the car. However, as she tried scrambling back, the headlights suddenly extend out on a metal line with curved, sharp tips pointed at her. She widened her eyes and glanced at the car. "Huh? Are you a damn robot too?!" The car jerks forward again, making her scream in a panic. "Alright, alright! What do you want from?"

The headlights move back into place on the bumper before the car suddenly began to transform. The loud breaking of metal and air being forced out of the body quickly was a shock, and the robot seemed to have not trouble at all. However, she met his red eyes and his robot face was anything but friendly with those very sharp teeth and horned head.

"We meet again CarLife108…" He began, using the same voice as the officer from the night before. However, Saphira scrambled to her feet as soon as he spoke to run. He roared loudly and ran after her. "My patience is thin girl!" She ignored him as she tried to run as fast as she could, she yelped hearing him throwing pipes out of his path and she ducked when a cement mixure fell in front of her. She attempted to skid to get away when he back hands her, Saphira screamed and landed on top of a small, utility vehice window. He stomped over and slammed his fists on the ground. "Where are the glasses and files?"

She grimaced, looking up at him with confusion. "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Archibald Witwicky!" He snapped impatiently at her, and it finally clicked on what he was after. "Give me the glasses!"

"I-I don't have them!" Saphira yelled desperately at him. "They're back at the house!"

Barricade roars and Saphira jumped off the car just before he punched it and flipped it in anger. She ran as fast as she could now with a sore back, she was lucky she didn't break anything. She screamed as she hears him punching somethings again and she had more items thrown in front of her. She glanced over her shoulder to see he was getting closer to her quickly and he grinned at her as he got closer.

"I'll get them! Just stop chasing me!" Saphira yelled at him, glancing ahead just as she tripped on some cable on the ground, face planting into the dusty ground and groaning. "Ah shit! That hurt…" She yelped as she felt metal fingers wrap around her waste and lift her from the ground, gripping her tightly and she was facing those red eyes again. "Please…don't hurt me…you were nice last night."

"Nice has gone from the window!" He sneered with a grin. "Now, where are the glasses?" He moves his clawed fingers towards her throat. "I would hate to slice that neck of your and watch the blood spill from your pretty body."

Saphira opened her mouth to speak when she heard the roar of the camaro z28 speed towards them and glanced over her shoulder to see it racing towards them. Barricade roared and was about to try and shoot Saphira to keep the bot from hurting him, but the car spun around, hitting his legs and tripping him. Saphira screamed as Barricade fell, his grip loosens around her and she falls, only for another hand to grab her and pull her inside the camaro. She breathed in and out rapidly from the fear she was feeling, glancing around in disbelief that this robot just saved her. However, Barricade was not giving up so easily, he transformed back into a cop car to chase them.

"Oh my god…speed as quickly as you can!" Saphira encouraged the bot, clutching the back of the leather seat tightly. "If only I took to you to a circuit race, you might be able to get away from him." She jumped when she heard a loud, electronic whirring from the car as if it said something angrily to her. "Alright, alright, I get it! No backseat driving…" She glanced out the back window and saw the cop car and moved into the driver's seat anyway. "I am not putting my life in your hands."

"Yes you are." Came the response from the radio suddenly. Saphira stared at it in shock before she was suddenly jolted into the backseat of the vehicle. "Stay back there!"

She was so stunned that the car just did that to her! She wanted to get them away from Barricade too, and this car just put her in the back! She sat up with a huff, grimacing a little as the loose strands fell in her face and she brushed them back while glancing out the back window at Barricade, wondering why exactly he was chasing them. But she also wondered why this bot was protecting her. Did he want the same information? Saphira yelped when she saw a gun slide out of the right fender of the cop car and ducked as shots were fired at them. She covered her head and ears as it was loud, and she did not want to get a bullet through head.

The car jolts suddenly and she looked up to see the camaro was racing through an old industrial area of the city. Saphira recognized it, this was somewhere she practiced her drifting skills. Now it was being desecrated by these bots. However, that was the least of her concern as she saw an old factory ahead. She realized that the camaro was driving straight towards it, she ducked behind the chair and heard the loud sound of glass all around her as the car drove through it and sped through the old factory building. At least it was right, she was putting her life in its hand, even if she had not asked for any of this at all. Barricade followed them into the building and Saphira felt the car turn sharply into an old shelf of items, she was so glad this was a bot because fixing dints like that in a car was a pain in the ass. However, it didn't deter Barricade, and he continued to follow them through the building and the camaro suddenly turned around, the wheels squeal loudly and burn rubber as it changed directions. She hears the GT500 doing the same to continue chasing them out of the building to what appeared to be an old wharf where ships were loaded with cargo.

Saphira had not been here before, and she thought it was somewhat cool, but she couldn't think about it for very long as the car swerves again between two columns and drifts around a barrier, Saphira was pressed into the side of the car since she was not seated properly with a seatbelt over her body. She relaxed when the car straightened out and drove ahead, and it seemed like they lost Barricade. The camaro stops as they both saw Barricade passing by ahead of them, and the muscle car backs up in front of a warehouse. She glanced at the doors when she heard the sound of them locking and frowned, there as no way she was getting out at this point anyway. She also realized she was trembling, she didn't realize how afraid she was until now. But the adrenaline pumping through her veins seemed to hide the fear very well.

"Since we're in some dark corner somewhere…could you explain things to me?" Saphira asked, her voice trembled from fear and she waited patiently for a response. There was none. "Please? I don't understand any of this at all." Again nothing. She glanced out the front window to see Barricade still driving around, he did not believe they had left. "He seemed nice last night." She jumps when she heard laughter coming through the radio and she frowned. "How was I supposed to know he wasn't friendly?!"

Barricade stopped ahead of them, it seemed he had heard the laughter from the radio of the camaro. Saphira did not know. But the engine restarted again and the camaro sped forward, lurching suddenly to speed past the police car. Barricade reversed in an attempt to slow them down, but the camaro drove around Barricade to a more open area of the wharf. She glanced out the window thinking the camaro will properly lose him this time, only to for it to suddenly turn around, the seat in front of her bends down and the door opens as she is thrown out of the car. She was about to yell at it when it transformed in front of her. Saphira gasped in fear, staring up at the massive yellow robot, he held up his hands ready to fight Barricade who was speeding towards them with no sign of slowing down. Saphira stood up on shaky legs and backed away as Barricade transformed and launched himself as the yellow bot. He hit the yellow bot, rolling away from it and roared at the bot, he pulled out two tyes that were attached to some kind of roller with metal spikes and threw them at the yellow bot. As he did so, a smaller, skinny robot jumps from his chest, landing on the ground and glaring at Saphira.

She widened her eyes at it, it had four blue eyes and it spoke to her aggressively in a language she did not understand. However, she ran away from it as she knew this was not her friend. She was still deciding on her position with the yellow bot, but that was yet to be determined. She yelped hearing loud thumps behind her, but she didn't look at them as the skinny robot chased her. Saphira ran towards the fenceline of the wharf, she was hoping she could get away from it as fast as possible. But she felt it's sharp, spiny fingers grab her left ankle and tripped her. She fell down and looked down, it hissed and raised a hand to swipe her. She squealed and kicked its face, causing the bot to cry loudly in shock and stumble away. She stood up and ran from the bot again, looking for anything that she could use as a weapon to defend herself. She ducked as she glanced over her shoulder briefly to see the bot swiping at her head, she did not want to be scratched by those sharp fingers. She nearly tripped again as her purse was pulled from her shoulder suddenly and she glared at it.

"Oh you little bitch!" She sneered as the bot opened the purse and scattered everything out of it. She stepped forward quickly to kick it away from her stuff. "Eat dirt bitch!"

The bot hisses and jumped back to his feet, glaring at her ready to fight. Saphira was also ready and as the skinny robot ran at her and jumped at her, she dodges it and attempted to grab it. She yelped as it cut her hand with it's sharp fingers and she glared at it as it smirked, thinking it was victorious for hurting her. She noticed a crowbar sitting against a pipeline behind it, so she kicked the bot aside and grabbed the crowbar quickly. The robot squealed and ripped her jeans slightly before she swings the crowbar, hitting it in the face and pinned it down on the ground.

"How does that feel bitch?!" Saphira sneered at it, grabbing it's skinny legs and pulling it. She saw the abdomen sparking and the bot squirmed, crying loudly as she pulled it in half. "Doesn't feel so hot being the hunted now does it." She tossed the head aside and watched the legs twitch wildly before going limp. But the head was still chattering away and seemed to be trying to grow more limbs. "Na uh, you're not so tough are you! But you're the perfect golf ball I see!"

She giggled as she swings the crowbar, hitting the bot's head and sending over the fence. It yelled loudly as it flew over the fence and Saphira breathed deeply, dropping the tool onto the ground and gathered her things that the robot dumped out of her bag. She needed a lot of this stuff, so there was no way she was leaving it behind. Especially the keys to her other cars. She glanced up, hearing some explosions and loud metal hitting in the distance. She straightened herself and glanced around for a moment, thinking she should leave. But if that yellow robot wanted to hurt her, it would have done it already. She grimaced, looking down at her bleeding hand and sighed, ripping the bottom of her shirt and using the fabric to make a makeshift bandage around her hand, making sure it was tight. She wiped her forehead and glanced up, the sun had been down for a while, but there was still some gold on the horizon as it was not completely set yet. She looked back at the wharf and slowly made her way back, it was a crazy idea, but she actually wanted to be sure the bot was not killed by Barricade. And it was not. It was walking towards her, it had his gun out, but it transformed back into an arm and the blue eyes of the robot gazed towards her as it approached. It was relaxed and calm compared to Barricade. Now maybe she might get some answers, she hoped so anyway.