Mutated Hero

Chapter 7

Riding down the roads of the desert, I sat in the back of a Semi-truck. The one belonging to Optimus -as he had asked to speak to me. Who would have guessed?

The last few days have been hectic. I went and got in trouble a few times, all because I had shouted at someone. I get frustrated easily, but what can I say? The men deserved to be shouted at. The kept on bugging me about the experiments that had been given to me. I don't particularly wish to talk about them, and I hope that's not what Optimus wants to talk about.

Not just that, though, I was simply exercising in the training room, and I happened to slip. The soldiers all stared at me, so I yelled. Who wouldn't?

I just wish I could be left alone. Funny, though, I was once alone all the time, being stuck with the Decepticons and all, but here I am wishing I wasn't here. But the Autobots aren't any better. You see, they have been keeping a close eye on me since I arrived. I'm okay. I don't need to be watched after.

"Kira," The leader begins. "I would like to inquire why you have shouted at all the soldiers."

"I dunno," I blink, crossing my arms. "They frustrated me."

"You seem to get frustrated very easily." He adds, saying the word frustrated as If he had never heard it.

"Yeah. I do. Probably because of all the serums that had been injected into me when I was left alone on that ship."

"Kira, what happened wasn't your-"

I cut him off.

"My fault? Oh, I know. But I know who's fault it really is, and I'm gonna kill them for it one day." I end, sitting back into my seat and huffing.

"Hmm," Optimus mumbles, as we continue down the dirt road.