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"ALLSPARK!"
My heart dropped into my stomach.
He was coming.
"WHERE IS IT? WHERE?!"
Every ounce of whatever bravery I'd had before was now gone. I pressed myself flat to Bumblebee's hands as they curled around me, feeling like a dog cowering before an abusive master. I hated it, but some instinct – or some crazy delusion – screamed that his words applied to me.
I told myself that was impossible. He couldn't have known it was I who... He couldn't have seen me...right?
"I FELT ITS ENERGY!" He roared. "THE AUTOBOTS HAVE ALREADY HARNESSED ITS POWER!"
"Oh no," Sam stuttered from below. "Ohnoohnoohnoohno he's coming!"
As if he'd heard the boy, Megatron crossed onto our street. Without so much as a pause, he looked right at the lone Autobot at the far end of the street. Even from the distance, you could see his monstrous fangs part in a snarl. Then he charged.
That was all I got to see. On some unspoken cue, I slipped into one of Bumblebee's hands as they parted. His right whirred into a cannon as his left pulled me down and away. Injured and clearly at the disadvantage, he was still going to make one last stand against Megatron.
I curled into as tight a ball as possible, squeezed my eyes shut and awaited fate, listening to the thundering steps speed closer. This was unscripted. With Megatron no longer preoccupied with tearing Jazz in half, I had no idea what was going to happen. And from the way things looked, no hope for survival either.
It's all my fault.
Then came the roar of a powerful engine.
I opened my eyes to see the chain fences for the surrounding buildings being torn and plastic garbage bins flying out of the way.
WHOOSH! There was barely enough time to process the red and blue semi as it sped past us. Like the literal saving grace he was, Optimus Prime charged onto the scene, transforming for battle even as he raced forward.
Megatron saw him coming and came to a halt. Transforming in reverse, he tried to rise in his alien-jet mode, but even he could not escape the Prime. Optimus launched into the air and collided with Megatron with a titanic sound. Our hero clung on and did not let go, but the villain did not stop. Up they went, smashing clean through a building.
And then they were gone.
Nobody moved as we watched the building come down. Dust quickly covered the actual collapse, flooding up into the sky and out onto the street. We were far enough away not to get enveloped by the massive cloud, but the airy debris reached us in no time. It was strange to look at without screams of terror filling the air. Almost poetic.
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