The Three Saviors (Old Version)

Chapter 10

            "Never heard of it," Mr. Witwicky stated.

"Never will. Is your son the great-grandson of Archibald Witkicky?" The man asked. He was one of those people I saw the day I saved Faith from them. That man had hell to pay for hurting her.....and that is one of the reasons I've stayed on Earth. I can get violent, but that's also part of reason I'm suppose to protect people.

"It's Witwicky," Mr. Witwicky corrected.

"May I enter the premises, sir?"" The man asked.

"They're tearing up the yard!" Mrs. Witwicky exclaimed. Dawn looked at me with wide eyes. 'Down the street,' I mouthed. She nodded in understanding.

"What is going on here?" I demanded as I stepped into the living room area with Dawn on my heels. That man looked at me and recognition showed.

"Well missy, we think the stolen car report your friend fill out last night is a matter of national security," The man stated.

"National security?" Mr. Witwicky asked, almost as if to make sure he had heard right.

"A stolen car report being a matter of national security seems ridiculous, kind of like you," I gave a small smile. Dawn tried not to laugh, though it would sound more like a bark.

"That's right." The male stated.

"They're everywhere, all over the house, look at this!" Mrs. Witwicky complained.

"Can you stay off the grass?" Mr. Witwicky asked, well more like demanded.

"Get me a sample and isotope readings," The man ordered.

"I'm sorry, I have yet to see a warrant and if I don't see one in the next few minutes I will see to it that you are known have done an illegal search and all evidence you find will be unusable in court," I pointed out.

"They've got to get their hands off of my bushes!" Mrs. Witwicky exclaimed as she walked toward the man with a bat.

"Drop the bat ma'am, I am carrying a loaded weapon," The man warned.

"I'm going to beat the crap out of them if they don't get out of my garden," Mrs. Witwicky threatened.

"Are you experiencing any kind of sickness?" The man asked as he shown a flashlight in her eyes.

"No!" Mrs. Witwicky stated in defense.

"What's going on?" Sam asked as he came up beside me and Dawn. He put his hand on Dawn's back for a little support walking by her larger than the average husky's or a few other large dog breed's frame.

"How are you doing, you Sam?" The man asked.

"Yeah," Sam answered as Makayla came to stand next to him.

"I need you to come with us," The man, who I am calling Biggest A-hole. Dawn, Mr. Witwicky and I got in front of Sam.

"Way out of line," Mr. Witwicky stated clearly not happy. I couldn't blame him.

"I'm asking politely, back off," Biggest A-hole stated.

"You aren't taking him," I stated while Dawn growled.

"You going to try and get rough with us?" A-hole asked?

"If I have to in self-defense, yes," I honestly answered.

"I'm going to call the cops because something fishy is going on around here," Mr. Witwicky pointed out.

"Yeah, there's something fishy about you, your son, your dog, the missy there, her large, what is that a dog, and the whole operation you have going on here," A-hole listed.

"Yes, she is a dog, a husky-something mix, and what operation?"

"That's what I'm going to find out."

"I think direct contact," An agent whispered.

"Can you of you step forward?" A-hole asked. I stepped forward and I knew exactly what would happen. I had been in more contact with the Autobots then any of them have.

"Fourteen, bag them and tag them!" He exclaimed.

"If you want me to go willingly, my dog has to come with me," I told him.

"And if I don't?" A-hole asked. I gave a small, 'innocent' smile.

"Trust me, you don't want to see that," I suggested.

"The less hassle to better," I smiled knowing that I had won.

"Come on Dawn," I told her as I set my hand on her back. We were lead to a SUV. Cuffs had been put on one of my wrists. The other end was attached to the makeshift collar that was on Dawn. We had to put something on her or there was no getting them to let her come with. I allowed Dawn to jump in before me. I sat in between Makayla and Sam with Dawn at our feet.

"So, LadiesMan217, that's your eBay user name, right?" A-hole asked.

"It was a typo that I ran with," Sam said in defense.

"How is that a typo?" I questioned.

"It is," Sam stated.

"What do you make of this?" A-hole asked as he showed us the video that he had taken the other day. Dawn pawed Sam's led in her way of smacking him. "Is that you?"

"Sounds like LadiesMan," Makayla pointed out.

"Last night you said that your car transformed, enlighten me," A-hole demanded.

"I said my car had been stolen," Sam explained.

"I can confirm that," I chimed in. A-hole raised an eyebrow.

"It had been stolen from my home, but it's back!" Sam quickly said.

"Well not on its own," Makayla stated.

"No," Sam said.

"Cars don't do that, if they did it'd be crazy," I forced a small laugh. Soon everyone was kind of doing a forced or awkward laugh.

"Funny, now what do you kids know about aliens?"

"Don't exist!" I exclaimed.

"Nothing," Sam said.

"Urban legend," Makayla stated.

"This is my I-can-do-whatever-I-want-and-get-away-with-it badge," A-hole stated pulling out the badge. I read the name Simmons. He was still getting called A-hole though.

"You know, just ignore him. He's just mad because he has back to guarding the mall," Makayla stated.

"You, in the training bra, watching it with your daddy's parole coming up," A-hole said. Banes. That's right; her dad had gotten arrested for grand theft auto. She had been arrested a few time for the same thing, but I couldn't blame that she hadn't wanted to get her dad in trouble.

"Parole?" Sam asked.

"Don't worry about it Sam," I told him, "It's nothing."

"Grand theft auto sure is something. Last time I checked she had her own record to prove she's helped him. It's in her gene pool!" A-hole exclaimed.

"And being an asshole is in yours," I snapped back. Before he got the chance to say anything else, the thing started beeping rapidly. A moment later we rammed into something large, red and blue, friendly, and familiar.