Transformers: This Is Crazy

Chapter XI

Focus

Selena's P.O.V.

This whole saving-the-world thing was getting to me. I was going to explode with anxiety. Seriously.

I mean, saving the world is a big thing, literally. It takes more than one person or alien to do so. Even if we have enough hands and power to do so, it's practically impossible. Alien's are unpredictable in this situation. It's just me, Kain, my brother, Mikaela, Longshot, and a group of five good alien Autobots to save the world. To me that's not enough.

I chewed lightly on the ends of my fingernails, looking out through the glass window of Bumblebee's driver seat.

Mikaela sat in the back seat, which I smirked at since she didn't have to sit on my brother's lap, and my brother sat on the passenger seat, looking out through the passenger window.

We were all in deep thought, sucking in the full information we had learned five minutes ago.

If mom and dad ever found out that grandpa did find a big metal alien, they'd totally freak out and change their identities.

Just thinking about Megatron taking over my home world made me want to slightly whimper and crawl under a rock, but I am stronger than that.

Teresa did fill me in a little about the situation and so did Longshot. We just had to team up with the Autobot's and take down Megatron and his clique.

Can't be that hard, can it?

Oh, who am I kidding. Bumblebee fought Barricade and came out all hurt and so did Longshot. This would be tuff. I'm not sure I even want to be part of this war.

Besides that, ebay? Are you fucking kidding me?!

I turned to my brother and glared at him.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Sam? ebay? ebay?!" I yelled at him.

Sam jumped and looked at me with wide open eyes.

"What?" He said. I glared intensely at him.

"Dad gave us the glasses to appreciate what grandpa did, but instead you go out there and put it on ebay. What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I hissed out.

"Okay, don't blame me for this shit. I didn't know that oh-crazy-grandad discovered an alien race frozen in the arctic and has the directions to a freaking power source imprinted on his glasses. What do you expect from me?! Huh?" He said. "No one's told me that we'd be chased by aliens and wanted dead. Do I look like a genius?" He said, glaring right back at me.

I unclip the seat belt and turn to him fully, ignoring Mikaela who was looking at us eyes wide, waiting for us to start a fight so she can separate us.

"I expected you to treat our family heirlooms with respect! What kind of person sells their own grandfathers stuff? Answer me that!" I yelled at him.

"A sane person who knows that freaking broken glasses are not heirlooms!" He answered me back.

"You son of a bitch!" I pulled my hand into a fist and punched him on his chest. He winces and punches me back.

I then grab his hair and start pulling it, clawing at his scalp. Mikaela grabs my wrist and Sam's hand as he grabbed my hair. The car then stops and the doors open. I let go of his hair and get out, walking towards the front of the car. Sam also got out, walking towards me with balled fists. Mikaela also got out and stood back, watching as me and Sam stood face to face, glaring at each other. We breathed through our noses deeply like a bull ready to strike. I balled my fists and puffed up my own chest, trying to seem intimidating.