*I don't own Transformers or anything affiliated with Transformers. I only own my original characters and plots. All rights go to Michael Bay and Steven Spielberg.*
Sleeping was growing old to me but now when I actually wanted to sleep, I couldn't. My headache was now returning and I was becoming annoyed. The many deep, loud voices outside removed me from my peaceful slumber; three of the voices I recognized as Ratchet, Ron, and my dad followed by three that I could not decipher. I had no clue what they were yelling about and frankly I didn't want to know.
I turned on the TV and switched the channel over to Criminal Minds, turning the volume up as loud as it would go hoping to drown out the sound of the angry men. Suddenly, a loud crash could be heard outside followed by what seemed to be a gunshot and I jumped back, slightly startled.
"What the hell?" I mumbled to myself.
I got up off of the couch and hopped around it, trying to make my way to the front door so I could see what the hell was going on outside. I barely even took two steps before the front door burst open. Two boys ran in at full speed, their eyes widening when they saw me, but before they could come to a complete stop they ran into me which knocked me to the floor in the process.
The two boys cursed and I groaned, clutching my head tightly in my hands. I rolled over on the floor and fought back the tears as best as I could. A loud set of footsteps could be heard walking into the house followed by a few softer pairs. I heard a growl and beside me I could feel the two boys getting up from the floor.
"If you touch her again, I'll kill you. Move aside," I heard Ron say.
I heard footsteps again and then felt myself being picked up by two strong arms which I knew to be Ron's. I held on tightly to his shirt as I tried to find my balance.
"Are you okay, Lea?" he asked me.
I just nodded and turned to face the front door where five men, three of whom I did not know stood. I shifted a little bit behind Ron and he chuckled.
"There's too many men in here right now. I can literally feel the testosterone," I whispered. My dad laughed at me.
"Don't be frightened. They won't hurt you. .or at least I know one of them won't. The other two will pay later for what just happened in here," Ron growled.
"Who are they?" I asked.
"This is Mudflap," Ratchet told me as he gestured to one of the young boys who had just knocked me over.
He had bright red hair with chalky white skin. His eyes were the same shade of bright blue as Ron's and Ratchet's were. He was dressed in a white t-shirt with a red X on it with black jeans and brown boots as well a brown beanie. I honestly felt that he was dressed a little too hipster for his personality though I hadn't talked to him.
"That's his brother Skids," my dad told me as he pointed to the boy beside Mudflap.
Their names were far beyond weird.
Skids had brown hair with a strange green tint to it. His eyes, like Mudflap's were the same shade of blue as the others and to me that was becoming a little weird. He was dressed in a white t-shirt with a jean jacket, black jeans and brown boots that matched his brother's.
It was weird to me. The two of them didn't seem like the hipster type.
"And that's Optimus; our boss," Ron told me.
Optimus had an aura of authority around him, I could just see it. To me he looked to be about forty years old or at least in his very late thirties. He was very muscular but not quite as muscular as Ron was. His dark brown-almost black-hair was tousled on top of his head and it looked like he hadn't shaved in about four days, but I didn't mind it. It made him look very attractive. He was dressed in blue jeans, a red v-neck shirt and black boots. He didn't seem like a hard ass the way Ron was and I kind of liked that.
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