Chapter One

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This. Blows" A young teen said as he sat with his head resting on the desk before him.

He had brown shaggy hair, a pale complexion and scarlet red eyes.

He looked outside the window to his left, it was well after four o'clock, it was raining. And here he was stuck in his school after class.

"Mister Hocksted, if you'd rather. You can walk home in the rain" A short and stocky woman said from a desk at the front of class.

The teen looked out the window before standing up, hoisting his bag Over his shoulder.

"I will take my chances!" She said with mock enthusiasm.

The teen pulled his hood up, making his way through the school and out of the rain.

His shoes sloshed through the puddles along the side walk, his breath hanging in the cold air.

He paused as an oddly familiar sound graced his ears, a sigh of frustration escaping him.

"That damn plane" he said looking behind him, to the sky.

Surely enough there seemed to be a jet engine plane of a sort off in the distance. Moving at a slow pace.

He had seen this plane before. For the last week or so, it had been following him, every day after school, like clockwork.

Shaking his head he began walking home, ignoring the soft hum of the jet engine behind him the distance.

He continued upon his walk, feeling his hood slowly and shoulders slowly growing damp as his clothes absorbed the falling rain.

His phone rang, causing him to take ot out.

"Hey Sarah, yeah im on my way home now"

"No I don't need you to come pick me up, you're working"

He went to speak, sighing heavily.

"Why would I tell you if it's following me, you dont believe me anyway!" He said in frustration, earning a laugh from the woman on the end of the other line.

He hung up the phone in frustration, holding it tightly.

He paused in his walk hear tired squealing in the distance as if someone were burning the rubber of their car's tires.

Just as he had begun walking, he heard the plane's jet engines suddenly roar, causing him to spin on his heel.

The jet began speeding in his direction as the sounds of tires squealing grew closer.

It wasn't going over him, no, the nose of the plane was pointed directly at him, as if targeting him

As the jet came closer into view, the teen's attention was suddenly caught by a car speeding around the corner, going well above the school zone speed limit.

It was a black and purple sports car, it beelined it straight toward the teen, causing him to start backing up, turning before he began sprinting out of the way.

The car spun around him, its passenger door opening upward, causing him to trip into it before the door slammed shut.

The doors audibly locked as he sat up in the empty interior of the car, watching as it seemingly began driving itself.

The jet behind the car suddenly began firing a barrage of orangish red energy projectiles off at the car.

"WHAT THE FUCK!!" The teen said in alarm, looking through the rear window.

"SEATBELT PLEASE!" a stern feminine voice rang out, the passengers seat belt suddenly extending across him and locking in place.

"Package is secure and enroute!" The female voice said loudly as the car drove faster, weaving between the energy bolts.

"Decepticon Hot on my tail! Could use assistance!" She said loudly.

The teen watched as a blue bolt of energy was fired from somewhere in the distance of the town, connecting with the jet.

The jet smoked and shook before peeling off, speeding away the opposite direction.

*To Be Continued*

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