Dark Paradise [Transformers] {1}

Chapter 6

I was sitting silently at my seat and the fancy man that was sitting at the passenger seat, looked at a plastic bag with my phone in it and I frowned. He pulled out my phone from the bag and then turned slightly to me, "So, Ronny. What do you make of this?"

He hit a button on my phone, "My name is Ronny Witwicky. Whoever --" He stopped the recording, "Is that you?"

"Yeah, so?" I asked but I knew he was going to ask more. "I heard your recording," He started, "You said that your car is alive. Enlighten me."

"Look, man. This is a total misunderstanding that my car had been stolen but it's fine now because it's back," I said. "It came back," He said. "Not by itself," I said. "No," He agreed, shaking his head.

"No, because cars don't do that, that would be crazy," I said and, me, the man and the driver started to laugh before we stopped after a moment. "So what do you know about aliens, huh?" The man asked.

My smile faded away, "You mean, like a Martian? Like what, E. T? No," I said. "You see this?" He asked, pulling out a shiny golden badge and flashed it to me, "This is an I-can-do-whatever-I-want-and-get-away-with-it badge. I'm gonna lock you up forever."

"Screw you," I snapped. "It is time to talk!" He said before the car hit something, making the windshield shatter and the car swerved to the side.

The car spun around the road and I felt something pushing it to the side while both of the men screamed as the car spun around and crashed into a cement barrier. "Big! It's big!" The driver yelled.

The two windows up front were smashed in as a robots' hands forced came in and latched onto the roof of the car. The car was lifted up high and the two men started poking their heads in and out of the car, and panicked when they couldn't see who it was because of bright lights, "I can't see it! I can't see it!"

"Shift your weight towards the front!" The fancy man ordered before I looked up to see that the roof was about to snap so I pushed my head into my knees. Suddenly the roof snapped off and the car fell down, crashing onto the ground. I looked up with the two men and the bright lights shut off to show us it was Optimus.

"You A-holes are in trouble now. Gentlemen," I started and the two men looked at me, "I want to introduce you to my friend." I smiled as I looked up at Optimus, "Optimus Prime."

"Taking the child was a bad move," Optimus growled, ignoring the several men surrounding the car with guns. "Autobots, relieve them of their weapons."

The Autobots jumped down from the bridge, Ironhide pointed his alien guns at the men, "Freeze!" Jazz's hand extended some kind of magnet, "Give me those!" His magnet activated and every single gun was sucked out of the men's hands and collided into Jazz's magnet. The Autobots circled the men and the fancy man tried to calm the situation, "Whoa! Whoa!"

Optimus got down on his hands and knees so he wasn't towering over them and the fancy man swallowed slowly, waving his hand a little, "Hi, there."

"You don't seem afraid. Are you not surprised to see us?" Optimus questioned. "Look, there are Seven protocols, okay?" The fancy man said, "I'm not authorized to communicate with you except to tell you I can't communicate with you."

"Get out of the car," Optimus ordered and the fancy man nodded, "All right. Me? You want me to get . . ."

"Now!" Optimus ordered and all the men flinched. "All right, all right," The fancy man said and we all started to climb out. One of the men gently grabbed a hold of my upper arm and helped me out since I had my hands cuffed.

"Thank you," I said in a sing song voice before turning to the fancy man, "The keys for the cuffs will be nice." He uncuffed me and I moved away from him. He hold his hands up as he looked around at the Autobots, who were still holding their alien guns at the men. "Big guys. Big guys with big guns, huh?"