You Can't Escape the Decepticons

Chapter 1

Hey. This is a first story so please don't judge too hard. I'd like some feedback, what to change, what to keep, possibly things anybody wants to happen? Pandora, the main character, is going to be with the deceptions for the most part of this. Maybe the entire story? Comment and stuff, thanks. And I obviously don't own transformers.

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I slid down the steep slope, coughing as the dust flew up into my mouth and nose. I winced, rubbing my eyes as they started watering from the dirt that landed in them. I hurried over to the crater that was off to the side in a clearer area of the woods. I froze at the tip of the hole, staring with wide eyes at the thing inside. I only then noticed the extremely high pitched cries coming from the... creature? It was sentient, that was an obvious fact, and it was in pain. I slowly climbed down the deep hole, surprising myself at how easily I had found roots to grab and holes to put my feet. All those years of rock climbing finally paid off.

The thing screeched as I approached it and I jumped away with wide eyes, holding up my hands in surrender. "Hey, hey, hey! I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm not gonna hurt you. Those are some deadly looking weapons... I just wanna help!" I yelped, throwing my arms up in front of my face. The thing became eerily silent and I felt the hair on the back of my neck raise. The thing was watching me. "Can you call anyone?" Another screech. "Okay, I can't fucking understand you. One whatever-you-do for yes and two for no." I got the response of two screeches.

"Alright, I'm not gonna hurt you... But I need to see what's wrong. Can I do that without you killing me?" I asked, holding my breath at the silence. One small screech-beep thing. I sighed in relief, approaching the thing again slowly. I saw the wounds and winced, knowing full well I didn't have the supplied to take care of any of that here. "I need to move you to my house. Can I do that? I can fix you there." The silence was back for several minutes before the thing let out another painful whine. It did its thing once and I picked it up carefully, huffing a bit at the weight. I may look light but really it was probably a little over 100 pounds.

***Time Skip***

"Can I fucking help you?" I snapped at the alien that kept purposely running into me. She hit me again, wobbling her wings angrily. "Yeah I know that your balance is still off. I'm fixing that when I get back. But if you're unaware I have things called human needs and I'm out of food. I'll be back in like an hour tops. Deal with it for a bit longer and you'll be ship shape. Well except for those wounds. But those should heal soon." She let out an annoyed shriek and I glared at her, grabbing my phone and wallet.

"Well I'm so sorry I don't have a super serum, princess." I growled sarcastically and she rammed me harder, causing me to cuss and grab my leg. "If you keep it up something's gonna break, bruise, or bleed. Knock it off." I snapped, glancing up when I heard my father stumble out of his bed drunkenly. I swore, shoving the alien I had learned to like a lot downstairs again. "I will be back. You know the rules. Stay hidden until he leaves it'll only be like half an hour you can survive."

***Time Skip: 1 and 1/2 hours later***

I parked down the road like usual, grabbing the bags and placing them expertly to carry them down the block. I scrolled through my phone, frowning as it started glitching out. I swore before shoving it in my pocket. I kicked open the door knowing full well the alien had unlocked and opened it a bit. I placed the bags on the counter, raising an eyebrow as I went downstairs to see the alien all ready for being fixed. I rolled my eyes, grabbing a pair of tweezers and a few other tools before going to work on her. It took about half an hour for me to fix her balance and I frowned in confusion as the that hadn't been working lighted up suddenly.

"There you go." I sighed, placing my stuff down and grabbing my hoodie before running up the stairs to put the rest of my things away. Everything that needed to be kept cold had already been placed in the fridge and I jumped as the alien landed right beside me. She was really big, she was as tall as me, 5' 10", and easily weighed over 150 pounds now that everything was fixed and she was getting enough of that weird blue stuff she had brought home one day. I didn't question because obviously she needed it to live. I jumped as I felt her nudge my shoulder and I turned to see her gently holding the bags of chips in on of her "feet". She was sort of like a really big hawk or eagle. She tilted her head and I felt my eyes widen a bit. She was willingly helping me with something. It was usually hard to get her to willingly lay still while fixing her. Where did this come from?

"Oh. They go in the cabinet up and to your left." I informed her and I watched as she nodded and flew upwards before carefully opening the cabinet and placing in the chips and bag of pretzels. I nodded my thanks to her and she silently helped me put my things away, watching me carefully the entire time. I felt the hair on the back of neck raise again and I glanced at the alien next to me with suspicion. Something was off. She was being to nice and she seemed to be vibrating with excitement. I raised a brow before turning away and heading down to my bedroom. My work area was through a hidden door in my room and I glanced at it as I threw myself onto my bed. I had no work to do, my father was gone, and I planned on just ordering pizza for dinner. Because really, who wants to cook when you're mega tired?

"Not right now." I grumbled as I felt a familiar feeling when the alien entered my room. It was sort of a slightly nervous feeling followed by a carefully warm but also very cool feeling. Like an ice pack held against a burn. I shifted to face the wall, curling into a ball and pulling all of my covers over myself. I felt my bed sink at the end and I cracked an eye open warily to see the alien on the end of my bed, eyes closed and actually relaxed. I sighed before passing out, my body really not used to being up for a week straight and working almost the entire time.

***Time Skip: A Few Hours***

I shot up in bed, clutching whatever was next to me. I quickly wiped my face of tears, standing up quickly and walking to the bathroom after realizing I had grabbed the alien. She was watching me curiously but her head suddenly shot up when a loud rumble shook the house. I fell to the floor, holding my head as a headache came and passed in about a minute. I stumbled to my feet, climbing the stairs cautiously as I heard the alien I had been living with for like a month chirp excitedly like a kid finding its mom after being lost in a grocery store.

I glanced around the door, freezing with a slightly open mouth as I noticed how half of the house was missing. A large robotic being, most likely an alien the same species as the one I had been living with, stood where the house used to be. It was still taller than the roof and it was black with a lot of purple streaks. Where a face would have been on a human was a blank black screen that seemed to be made of glass. I backed away quickly, clutching the railing tightly so I didn't fall.

When I got to the bottom of the stairs I felt myself stumble. I was shaking, there were goosebumps covering my body, and all the hair on my arms and the back of my neck was raised. I shakily moved the small amount of bangs I had away from my eyes and I slid down the wall. The house shook and a bit of the basement's ceiling collapsed, causing me to slap a hand over my mouth to muffle the scream that slipped past my lips without me allowing it.

Full out terror raced through me and turned my blood to ice as the alien I took care of flew downstairs. I glanced up to see a part of the ceiling I was under about to collapse and it rolled to the side, hitting the cabinet of movies. I froze as I heard the candles on it shake before falling, telling whatever the hell was upstairs that I was here. The alien I knew flew back upstairs and a large purple and black tentacle practically fucking slithered down the stairs. It was made out of a flexible metal and clambered to my feet, starting to run to my room. Maybe if I got to my room and slammed the door I would get enough time to hide or get out through the window. I was tripped and I screamed when I was caught by the same tentacle. It wrapped around me tightly and I gasped for breath.

I heard the alien I lived with screech and the tentacle loosened. Before I could wiggle out it tightened again but not enough to kill me. It carried me upstairs and I briefly saw the... I'm gonna call it a visor. I saw the visor briefly before I felt something prick my skin on my arm. Everything started to blur and I felt myself being moved as I went slack, exhaustion taking over quickly. It didn't help I hadn't slept for more than a few hours in the last week. I heard pieces shift and change on something and I passed out in a smooth leather seat. The last thing I heard was a sonic boom as something broke the sound back on barrier.