Previously...
Unbeknownst to them all, four large black GMC SUVs with red/blue lights built into its front grilles pull up in front of the house, as a group of men in black suits and even some in white hazmat suits climb out of the cars to make their way towards the house...
Braedey and Jasmine ran down into the kitchen and the former now find the backpack. He then pulls out the necklace, the g glowing briefly before fading. Braedey sighed in relief.
"Yes!" Braedey smiled.
"You're aunt's so nice." Jasmine commented to him.
"Yeah, she has a habit of that. Now, I need you to distract them while I go give the necklace to Optimus and the Autobots." Braedey said to Jasmine, the redhead nodding back to him.
As this happens, the doorbell began to ring out almost repetitively. Ron made his way over, and he opened the door to reveal a man in a suit, while he has short hair with dark green eyes.
"Ronald Wickity?" The man questioned.
"It's Witwicky." Ron corrected. "And who are you?"
The man pulled out a silver badge. "We're the government. Sector Seven."
"Never heard of it." Ron questioned.
"Never will." The man puts his badge back in his suit. "Your nephew is the grandson of Jackson Archibald Wickity Martin, is he not?" He questioned.
"It's Witwicky-"
"May I enter the premises, sir?" The man asked, now pushing Ron aside. Men exit the SUVs outside and start bagging things and scanning around the house.
"Ron, there's guys all over the front yard." Judy said uncomfortably.
"What is going on here?" Ron demanded from the man in the suit.
"Your nephew, filed a stolen car report last night. We think it's involved in a national security matter." The man explained to Ron. Judy was about to go outside with her bat but the man stops her. "Ma'am, I'm carrying a loaded weapon." He took the bat away from her.
"You better get those guys out of my yard, or I'm gonna beat the crap out of them." Judy snarled angrily.
Braedey then ran into the living room with Jasmine alongside him. "What the hell is this?"
The man saw the teens and grinned. "How you doing, pal? Is your name Braedey?"
"Who are you?" Braedey asked back. Internally, he can sense something amiss and wrong about this man, on top of the other men in suits.
"Agent Seymour Simmons." The man answered. "Now, are you Braedey?" He asked again.
"Yes." Braedey replied hesitantly.
"Well, I need you to come with us." Simmons now began to step forward to the brunette.
"You are way out of line." Ron said as he and Judy step in front of their nephew.
"Sir, I'm asking politely. Back off." Simmons ordered at Ron and Judy.
"You're not taking my nephew." Ron stated. Shadow then growled and barked at the man.
"Or what? You're gonna get rough with us?" Simmons questioned.
"No, but I'm gonna call the cops, because there's something fishy going on around here!" Ron stated.
"Yeah." Simmons agreed. "There's something fishy about you, your nephew, Snow-dog, and this whole operation you got going down here."
"What operation?" Ron asked in confusion.
"That is what we're gonna find out." Simmons said back. Another man steps in, whispering something to him. Simmons' eyes widen before taking a device from his partner. "Son, step forward." The man says to Braedey.
"Okay?" Braedey hesitantly stepped forward.
Simmons holds up a microphone-like device, almost like a Geiger counter. The console attached to it now started to beep rapidly and quick succession, Simmons looking on in surprise as the needle goes up the scale, then the device beeps continuously.
"Right off of the scale. Bingo! Tag 'em and bag 'em!" Simmons ordered as they all get cuffed.
"You even take a hair off my dog, I'll kick your sorry little ass!" Braedey yelled as he saw a man with a pole collar around Shadow.
"Braedey, don't say anything till we get a lawyer!" Ron said as he got handled into one of the SUVs.
The vans soon all drive down the highway heading out of town towards a disclosed location. Simmons in the van with both Braedey and Jasmine, the two teens not talking to him.
Braedey and Jasmine were silent until Simmons spoke up. "So... LadiesMan217. That's your username, right?" He questioned.
"Okay. It was a typo thing. I wanted to change it, but never got around to do so." Braedey admitted to the agent. Unbeknown to them or Jasmine, Braedey was working with the cuffs, trying to get them loose.
"What do you make of this?" Simmons now takes out Braedey's phone and hits a button.
"My name is Braedey Martin... and my car is alive!" The prerecorded message began to play.
"That sound like you?" Simmons asked with a grin.
"Yeah, that's sounds like LadiesMan." Jasmine answered.
"Last night at the station, you told the officer you car transformed. Enlighten me." Simmons asked to Braedey.
"Look, here's what I said, okay?" Braedey started out. "This whole thing, it's just a total misunderstanding. My car had been stolen... and when I found it, it was being changed and rebuilt into something else. But it's all good now. My car is back."
"But not by itself. Cars just don't do that because that would be crazy." Jasmine laughs as did Braedey and Simmons.
"That is funny. So what do you kids know about aliens?" Simmons now says back in serious mode.
"What, like E.T? Come on, man!" Braedey snickered
"It's just an urban myth." Jasmine added.
"See this young man?" Simmons took out his badge. "This is an I-can-do-whatever-I-want-and-get-away-with-it badge. I'm gonna lock you up forever." He threatened Braedey.
"Don't listen to him, Braedey. He's just mad because he's got to go back to guarding the mall." Jasmine sneered at the agent.
"You, in the training bra, do not test me. Especially with your father's parole coming up."
Braedey felt his jaw drop. "What? Parole?"
"Yeah, sonny. Grand theft auto. Her father would steal cars and do whatever he wanted to them." Simmons explained.
Jasmine looked down in shame. "Well, we couldn't always afford a babysitter, so sometimes he had to take me along." She admitted.
"Hey, her old man's got a juvie record to prove it! She's a criminal. Criminals are hot." Simmons growled at Jasmine.
Braedey saw this and snarled at the man. "Back off, man!"
As this happened, the device in the car began to beep, then it grew rapidly and quickly. "It'd be a real shame if her father were to spend the rest of his life in prison. It is time to talk!" Simons demanded.
Suddenly, the truck crashed into something big, spinning out of control before crashing into another big thing.
"What was that?!" Jasmine called out.
Simmons looked outside as they began to hear loud footsteps coming from outside. "Oh, it's big. It's really big!"
A pair of giant robotic hands suddenly crash through the windows, grabbing onto the roof as the occupants started to panic as the truck began to be picked up by something.
"I can't see it!" Jasmine called as she too looked out the window, trying to catch a glimpse of the giant robot.
"Shift your weight towards the back!" Braedey exclaimed as he tried to move towards the back of the truck.
The roof finally breaks off, forcing the truck to crash back down to the ground with a crash, its tyres and axles damaged as well as the front of truck. Simmons, the other agent, Braedey and Jasmine now looked up to see Optimus throw the roof away, a battle mask over his nose and mouth.
"You assholes are in deep trouble now." Braedey said with a grin. "Gentlemen, I'd like you to say hello to my new friend; Optimus Prime." He introduced as he looked to the Autobot leader.
"Taking the children was a bad move." Optimus said with a stern tone in his voice, just as Sector Seven men then aim their weapons at Optimus. "Autobots! Relieve them of their weapons!" Optimus announced.
Ironhide, Ratchet, Hotrod, Arcee, Bulkhead, Jazz, and Bumblebee all now jump off the bridge behind the soldiers and they all aim their own weapons at them.
"Freeze!" Ironhide ordered sharply.
"You are outmatched and outgunned." Hotrod added.
"Don't even try it." Arcee included.
Jazz opened one of his hands and the soldier's weapons all magnetise to them, and he crunches them in his fist. He then dropped it, as Bulkhead made one of his arms into a wrecking ball, crushing the remains of the weapons with his mace. Bumblebee walked up and aimed his cannon, Arcee keeping track with her two blasters.
"Great timing, Autobots." Braedey nodded with a smile.
Optimus now knelt in front of the man with narrowed optics. Simmons waved nervously. "Hi there."
"You don't seem afraid." Optimus commented. "Are you not surprised to see us?" He questioned.
"Look, there are S-7 protocols, okay? I'm not authorized to communicate with you other than tell you that I'm not authorized to communicate with you." Simmons said
Optimus narrows his eyes. "Get out of the car." He ordered. "Now!"
"Alright. I'm going see? I'm getting out, just like you said!" Simmons stuttered, he and the other agent getting out, just as Braedey got his cuffs off, and he began to work on Jasmine's cuffs.
"Wow. You're good with cuffs?" Jasmine mused.
"I've studied Houdini in my pastime." Braedey replied softly. "You good with cuffs too?" He asked as he got her cuffs off.
"You weren't supposed to hear all that." Jasmine sighed softly.
"I don't care about that." Braedey now puts his hands on her shoulders. "You're still the same girl I fell for, no matter what."
Jasmine smiled and she kissed him as he kissed her back. They now both look over at the man, the two nodding to each other, as they walk over to Simmons.
"What is Sector Seven?" Braedey now demanded, walking up. "Answer me!"
"I'm the one who asks the questions around here. Not you, young man!" Simmons shouted back.
"How'd you know about the aliens?" Jasmine asked next.
"Where did you take my aunt and uncle?" Braedey now demanded.
"I am not at liberty to discuss it." Simmons stated.
"Oh, no?" Braedey now grabbed the badge.
"Hey. You touch me, that's a federal offence." Simmons stated.
"Do-whatever-you-want and-get-away-with-it badge, right?" Braedey scoffed, he and Jasmine now looking at the badge.
"Yeah. Brave now all of a sudden, with his big alien friend standing over there." Simmons scoffed.
Braedey turned and punched Simmons in the face with his right hand. "That's for cuffing my uncle and aunt." He now punches Simmons with his left. "That's for man-handling my dog." Finally, Braedey kneed him in the gut, making the man kneel and gasp for air. "And that's for threatening my girlfriend."
"Damn." Was all Jazz could say.
Braedey and Jasmine now began to cuff all the soldiers together. Jasmine now walked in front of Simmons. "Take off your clothes."
"For what?" Simmons demanded.
"For threatening my dad." Jasmine said. The man scoffed until Braedey cracked his knuckles.
"Kids, the both of you... are about to regret this, for the rest of your very short lives." Simmons now took off his clothes until he's in his undershirt and boxers with Hawaiian trim on them.
Braedey now cuffs the man and his partner to the pole. After that, he and Jasmine both began to make their way back to the Autobots.
"We gotta warn everyone." Simmons muttered.
"Already have." His partner took out his phone. "Speaker."
Suddenly, Braedey and Jasmine both heard the sounds of approaching SUVs and helicopters. They all realised Simmons had sent them at full force.
"Optimus, incoming!" Ironhide called as he and Bulkhead both slams their fists down in the ground, sending a wave of energy at them. It blows out all the tyres on the vans, sending them either crashing into each other or going cab-over-wheels.
"Roll out!" Optimus ordered. Aside from him, the rest of the Autobots transform into vehicle mode and drive away with clouds of smoke from their wheels.
Optimus lowered his hand to Braedey and Jasmine. "Up you get." They both climb up into his hand. He puts them on his right shoulder, the two now against his smokestack and part of his shoulder assembly. Optimus now formed his battle mask, and he runs off with the search helicopters after them.
Optimus starts to run down streets and roads to try and get away from the helicopters, then he ducks down an alleyway and gets down under the bridge. Optimus climbs underneath the pillars that hold the bridge up in place as two choppers fly by beneath him.
"Man, Optimus. You have some skills." Braedey said quietly.
"Easy you two." Optimus breathed.
Braedey and Jasmine look to see more helicopters coming in and they try to climb behind the Autobot's head. Jasmine slipped and screamed, but Braedey caught her as he hangs onto Optimus's shoulder.
"Hang on!" Braedey yelled.
"BRAEDEY, I'M SLIPPING!" Jasmine cried.
"I got you! Just hold on!" Braedey grunted as he tried to pull her up but he loses his grip and they fell!
"NO!" Optimus tried to catch them with his feet but they bounce off and fall towards the pavement.
The teens scream as they near the ground, but then Bumblebee drives up from out of nowehere and transforms to robot mode, catching them as they slide across the concrete ground, the necklace falling out of Braedey's pocket in the process.
Two choppers mow appear and aim harpoon guns at Bumblebee, who stood protectively in front of the teens. They fire grappling guns at his wrists and legs, making the Autobot fall and struggle to try and break free.
"NO! BEE!" Braedey yelled out, now trying to pull the cable off him. More vans soon turn up, surrounding the three of them.
"Get down on the ground now!" A man armed with a loudspeaker yelled out. Jasmine complied to their words while Braedey ignored them, still trying to help Bumblebee. Soldiers soon exit the van and pry Braedey off the Autobot.
"Stop! He's not fighting back! Leave him alone!" Braedey begged. "BUMBLEBEE!"
Four soldiers then surround Bumblebee and started to fire icing smoke at him, the Autobot groaning in pain as he felt his systems start to cool down and freeze over. As he stared into the blue optics of the yellow Autobot, something seemed to snap inside Braedey. His eyes now started to glow a more vibrant blue, just like that of the Autobots, and he knocked off the two soldiers holding him back. Once done that, he charged forward at the four soldiers who are freezing Bumblebee. He tackled one soldier down, breaking apart the ice machine, then he grabbed one of the hoses, and he shoved it down another soldier's throat. He then struck down two other soldiers with his fists and feet, only for another so to grab Braedey and cuff him as still struggled to help Bumblebee.
"Bee! No! Let me go! BUMBLEBEE!" Braedey yelled.
The soldier then took Braedey and Jasmine away to a van where they saw Simmons from before who just smirked. "Happy to see me again?"
Braedey snarled with effort to break free and he headbutts Simmons in the face, busting his nose, just as the soldier puts him in the car along with Jasmine. Braedey looked out the window and saw Bumblebee, still being fired upon with ice, leaving him frozen like a statue. Tears stream down Braedey's face, Jasmine gently leaning against him in comfort.
As Sector Seven departed from the scene, Arcee, Hotrod, Jazz, Ironhide, and Ratchet then drive up. Arcee and Jazz transform into robot mode and saw the departing government vehicles with their teammate alongside them.
"Hang back. We'll go check it out." Jazz said to the others, he and Arcee climbing down the bridge and they saw their leader.
"Optimus, are we just going to stand here and do nothing?" Arcee asked in uncertainty about the actions of her leader. "We're not gonna help him?"
Optimus climbed down off the bridge. "There's no way to free Bumblebee without harming the humans." He answered to them.
"But it's not right!" Jazz insisted. "He-"
"Let them leave." Optimus sighed reluctantly.
Arcee turned her helm away, then spotted something on the ground. She knelt down and carefully picked up what it was. It was the necklace Braedey's grandfather wore. She held the chain of it carefully in her digits, then turned to Optimus, walking over with it. She held the necklace out, Optimus nodding his helm as he held his hand out, his First Lieutenant placing the necklace into his palm. Optimus looks at the necklace, a lone sigh coming from his vents.
Optimus had obtained the necklace, but at the cost of his teammate? He looked to his fellow Autobots, and he gestured to them to move out. They have a job to do...