Chapter XXV

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All I got to say is: It's late, but please enjoy.
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Get Ready!

Selena's P.O.V.
    The moment the gang was back together with reinforcements with us should have made me feel better. It should have made me feel like we had a high chance of winning the battle and maybe we did, but my gut wasn't feeling it. I wasn't feeling it.

I'd never in my life really payed much attention to my instincts or cared at all. Sometimes my instincts would be wrong and I'd pat myself on the back- mentally of course- for ignoring them. Yet there are sometimes in my life where I wish I did listen to them to save myself some time and less pain.

I had no much hope of winning the battle, but I was going to be ready and die trying. I just hope it would be a less painful and quick death.

Sooner rather than later, the highway turned into a freeway where different interstate highways then connected together to lead to the major city called Mission City.

From my point of view, the city seemed big with tall buildings that seemed to reach the sky- not like the ones in Chicago or New York City- and wide. You could definitely fit the Titanic or the Queen Mary and there still would be some space to fit a couple of school busses here and there. The city was just that big.

Besides that, it seemed to be a very populated city with all the vehicles heading in and out of the city and houses that populated outside the city boundaries. I could immediately tell that there would probably be a lot of chaos, which made me feel even more bad.

"No, no, no, no, no." Sam muttered behind me, but then exclaimed,"It's the same cop! Block them, block them, block them."

I sat up and looked at the side mirrors to see the same black and white police car with the painted initials 'To punish and enslave" on the side. The Decepticon was right behind a construction vehicle that shouldn't have even been driving along the freeway unless it was doing construction duty at the sides of the freeway. That immediately set warning bells in my mind as the construction vehicle then transformed, breaking and damaging the road as it got up on its legs and feet, running right close to Optimus Prime as it crushed and destroyed any vehicle that seemed to get in its way.

I gasped and covered my mouth, looking away at the damage that the Decepticon left behind. I then closed my eyes as I heard loud grunts, yells, and shouts of a battle starting. I bit my bottom lip from making a whimper and sat back, wishing this was all a dream. Since when did I turn into a scaredy cat?

The alien child in my hold quivered and grasped onto my hair, tugging on it. I winced and looked down at the red-orange glow of the alien child's optics, bringing me into a trance. I immediately stopped feeling scared and then felt nothing except for the warmth waves coming from the cube and from the alien beings that surrounded me.

Slowly and deliberately, I closed my eyes and relaxed, breathing in and out slowly as the warmth took over. I didn't think of the dangers or of the Decepticons coming after our blood to take away the cube. Heck, I didn't even care about my own life, which I should have if I wasn't in a trance.

In the trance, I couldn't hear anything except for my own breathing, heart beats and a weird, soft buzz that I didn't even know was there in the beginning. It was nice and less stressful. I liked it.

Whispers and mutters were next that I heard as I then felt someone hug me. It was a very nice feeling. Even if I had no idea what some of the words meant. It was like when my mother would hug me to comfort me at nights from nightmares when I was a little girl.

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