Transformers: This Is Crazy

Chapter XVI

Interrogation Time, Baby!

Selena's P.O.V.

I had expected to be taken and interrogated at a military base for information about aliens and torture us if we didn't tell the whole truth. Then they'd lock us up for good, spilling lies about us.

What I didn't expect was to be saved by our alien allies. It sort of does make sense since we're allies, I think. I'll ask later.

Craning my neck to look up was a pain in the ass, especially when I'm already irritated at the moment.

There was a seriously loud growl that the big bot made. It was rough and sounded angry, like a volcano ready to spill. Now that's dangerous.

"Taking the children was a bad move. Autobots, relieve them of their weapons." Said Optimus.

There was this odd thing about Optimus. He was big and I mean real big. Not like 'Oh mama, you've grown big' type, but the 'Holy shamoly, you're bigger than a giant.' Optimus was one red, silver and blue giant robot. I didn't really know this man or robot, but he looked wise and sad, as if he half expected to see someone only to find out that that someone doesn't want to see him, which is odd. He had this frown all the time and it made me feel sad or some kind of worry to grow from inside of me just for him. It was weird and abnormal.

All I have to say about Optimus Prime is that this man has lived through the unknown and back, only to suffer through it back again by himself. Depressing if you ask me.

"Aah." Mr. Driver whispered, silently questioning the situation.

"Woah." Simmons muttered from his seat, standing to stare up at Optimus.

By the time I had processed Optimus words was the moment when Mr. Driver and all other Sector 7 agents decided to take out their secret stash of guns and lock into combat or more like shooting.

The loud echo of something hitting the ground behind us caught our attentions. We all turned to the heavy source to see the rest of the alien group of robots coming towards us with their weapons pointed towards us. Immediately everyone moved around like a headless chicken. Heck, even me. I mean, alien weapons are very dangerous, I think. Never really got to see them in action. Well, sort of.

"Freeze!" Ironhide ordered, pointing his big, glowing cannon to a random group of huddled Secret 7 field agents.

"Whoa! Whoa!" Simmons said, trying to keep the peace. I grit my teeth and stood up at the moment when all the weapons of the field agents flew right past us and towards the back. I screamed and fell back down in my seat as Mr. Drivers weapon almost hit me in the face. Fuck, that was dangerous.

"Whoa!" Simmons said as we all stared at the one named Jazz, if I remember correctly.

"Whoa!" Simmons said one last time. I glared at him and scoffed.

"Are you kidding me?" I said and stared back at the bots who seemed smug to actually do something.

Great, surrounded by a bunch of male Mongols.

Like a monopoly effect, every field agent put their hands up in the air to show that they weren't armed. It didn't really matter since the autobots were like big metal giants who can just squish you in any second. Now that's gruesome.

I stared at all of the bots whom began to close in, assessing us all closely. I looked at Bee and smiled. The little bug was so innocent and cute.

A low growl gave me goosebumps and I shivered at the noise coming from my left. I turned to see in the front Optimus Prime as he glared at Simmons and Mr. Driver. He was on his knee, bent down to stare at them in our size.