Transformer: A Bee's Syn

Chapter 1: New Car and Car Wash

Six years since Syn been adopted by the Witwicky family. Syn was happy she snuck into there home that night and met her dearest brother who stuck with her thick and thin. She is now 18 years old, in high school, and ready to buy her first car with Sam. She was excited that through out the whole day she had a bright smile on her face.
Syn was sitting in her last class which was art, working on a painting of her father's camaro . The project was to paint a moment in there life they enjoyed the most. To her, it was car rides with her father through the country side. She couldn't help but smile at her painting as she put the finishing touches to it. The teacher walked over and looked at the work smiling. "Very good Syn your strokes are getting better with every project" the teacher pats her back and walks away. "Hey Syn~ I know something you can stroke all night long~" Syn turn to look at a certain pervert who was hanging out in class for what reason? Oh yea! Her!
The pervert was one of Trent's friends who wouldn't stop flirting with her. His name is Dameon, a tall jet black hair with more muscle than brains. Syn wonders how the boy ever passes his classes the way he keeps ditching and sleeping through them. "Hey~ how bout you come to the lake party tomarrow?~ show off that goddess body of yours~" he smirks letting out a lame growl. Syn felt a uncomfortable cold shiver go up her spine hearing this. Suddenly the final bell rang and she quickly put her equipment away before rushing out the door.
As Syn headed to Ron's car, her adoubted  dad, she can hear Sam, her adoubted brother, run up behind her and grab her wrist. "Let's go Syn we got a car to pick out!!" He smiles dragging her along to the car. "Hey kids, how was school?" Ron asked as Sam and Syn hopped in. "I got an A- but it's still an A! " Sam was literally bouncing in his seat up and down while Syn was praying that Ron will accept it. Ron looked over the paper humming a bit "....it's an A". Syn and Sam high five and fist bumped each other excited to finally get their first car.
  As Ron drove down the road to a stop light, Syn notice an old 1969 yellow camaro pulled up next to them. She scoots closer to the other side of Ron's car from the back seat, checking out the car admiring the yellow beauty. "Like what ya see beautiful~" she looked up to whoever spoked. What she didn't expect was a handsome guy in his late teens early twenty's staring at her with electric blue eyes,in the camaro's driver seat. "Heh you're not much of a talker are ya cutie~?" He has a slight British accent in his semi deep voice. As for looks, damn! He had sides and back buzz hair cut with a black and blonde shaggy top hair, the jaw line sharp,and he was wearing a tight yellow muscle shirt with a black strip down the sides. Syn could tell he was a nice muscle built man, he looked like an Olympian god in her opinion. His skin tone was a light milky chocolate tone with black tattoos going up his sculpted arms. The man soon gave her a small warm smile "what's ya name beautiful?". Syn stares at him blushing and was about to write something with her sketch in her lap but her father took off suddenly leaving the mystery man behind. She watch the man behind her looking...sad and she wonder why?...

  Finally they reach an old junk car dealership after Ron played a nasty prank on Sam. Syn was too smart for it and...she gave Ron the idea. While Ron and Sam were talking, Syn decided to explore the lot checking out the cars. She liked being alone cause than she can talk freely with no one listening. "No...too rusted...too small...too girly..." she was about to give up until she sees a familiar camaro. She walks over looking over it than looked around a little bit scared that the guy followed her. But she soon shook it off thinking maybe it was just another car with the same colors. Beside she didn't see black stripes on the mystery man's car...did she?
She place her hand on the hood softly running it down the body. She jumped when the car shiver a bit. Syn soon open the driver's door and slid into the seat checking out the interior. She lean back on the seat and placed her hands on the steering wheel. "Y-your almost like my daddy's car but not a convertible...bet he would of love ya too heh" she smiles patting the wheel softly. Something than catches her eye from the rear view mirror. It was a small disco ball with a cartoon bee on it "nice bling". She giggles softly but stopped when the car got hot all of a sudden. She soon took her hoodie off showing a white tang top under it with a yellow flower design on it. "There! don't need a heatstroke in ya" She smiles warmly looking around the car more. "I'll admit your one sexy car" she giggles feeling the leather seat. "I got passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it,Show it, show it, show it,I'm sexy and I know it" the radio suddenly kicked on startling her a bit. Syn stares for a minute "maybe the radio busted" she than goes to get out but the car door shuts on her and locked itself. She tried to open it back up but couldn't "o-okay n-not funny now". She soon felt the seatbelt around her waist, buckling her in. "Meep!" She gripped the buckle trying to unlatch it. "Easy...beautiful..won't...hurt...ya" the radio spoke up again. Syn stares at the radio "...I'm going crazy...I'm going insane now...I'm either hearing things or I'm being held against my will by Christine's brother". The radio kicked in again now playing the chase music from the actual movie Christine. Once it stopped, Syn stared at the radio with a mixture of scared and now annoyed expression. "Not. Funny. At. All" She soon gave up trying to break free from the cars grasp. Than she saw something on the steering wheel that got her curious.
She rubbed some of the dirt off revealing a face like logo underneath. She thought maybe whoever own the psycho possessed car probably custom it themselves. Syn soon jumped when Sam grabbed her shoulder from the open window. "Hey easy sis, it's only me. So this the car ya want?" He smiles looking at the car over than at her. She thinks for a second looking at the radio, but than decided that it was all her imagination and nodded to Sam. Sam open the drivers door up as Syn unbuckled herself. "Scoot over Syn I wanna see how it feels" Sam said smiling. Syn scoot over to the passenger seat letting her brother get in. While he expected the car, Syn grabbed her sketch from her bag and wrote in it with her pencil. "-so is this the one Sam? He's handsome and out beats any other car here-" she smiles at him. Sam nods "yes and he? Really Syn?" He question her a bit. She giggles a bit leaning back in the seat. "Dad me and Syn want this one!" Sam called out from the window at Ron and the dealer. We waited as Ron asked how much. The dealer started making bull crap excuses about its paint job. Soon he finally gave his price but one problem... "5,000!". "No I'm not paying over 4 grand" Ron was cheap and stubborn. Sam got out and started pleading to Ron on changing his mind. Syn on the other hand was trying to open her passenger door now. She couldn't, so she scoot over to the driver side only for it to slam shut and burst the passenger door open leaving a huge dent in another car. Syn stares in shocked at what happen. "Syn!! You okay?!" Sam asked coming to the window fast worried for his sister. She nodded softly bit worried and scared.
"...greater than man..." the radio kicked in again. She looked at it and spoke up quietly "w-what?..". Sam looked at Syn "Syn did you-?.." before he could finish the radio kicked in again. "Cover your ears honey" Syn obeyed quickly before a high pitch sound erupt from the car, causing every window in the car lot to shatter. Once it was over, Sam held Syn face checking to see if she was hurt. "4,000!!!" The dealer yelled at them holding up his fingers. Sam rushed over to Ron helping him up with a huge grin. Syn stared at the car radio confused "what are you?..." she whispered. The radio kicked in again "I'm...from a whole another world, a different dimension". Her eyes widen feeling her heart race.
  After Ron paid and signed all the papers, Sam and Syn began heading home with Ron behind them. Syn eyes never left the radio waiting for it to acted up again. Sam notice this and began worrying a bit "Syn? You alright there?". She snapped out of her trance and nods at her brother softly. He smiles "hey, think you can give the car a wash for me? I kinda wanna impress Mekayla at the lake party tomorrow". Syn smirks making a heart shape with her hands and kissy faces at him. He chuckled, nudging her a bit "so can you wash the car?". She nodded wanting to help him out to get the girl of his dreams. "Thanks sis, I'll take ya with me to the party if ya want?" He pulled up to their driveway, parking infront of the spare garage which Syn will share half of it since she turned it into an art studio. Syn nods and gets out carrying her bag up to her room. She soon started to change into a black Nikes sports bra, black tight sports shorts that went mid thigh, and white memory foam flip flop. She than put her hair in a messy bun before heading down stairs to the kitchen closet to get the car washing supplies. "Hey synny, gonna wash up your car sweetie?" Judy said while she starts preparing dinner. Syn nodded smiling warmly and carried the bucket out to the camaro. As she places the bucket down in front of the car, she suddenly hears someone whistle behind her. This startles her causing her to turn around fast only to see no one there. She shrugged it off thinking it was Sam messing with her.
Syn walked over to the garage door revealing some of her paintings hanging up on the walls. While her back was turn to the car, the car notice several scars on her back, like someone cut her up like some lab rat or a personal carving wood for their own sick twisted pleasure. She didn't notice the camaro revving a bit in anger. Soon she walked over to one of the shelves where a radio sat and puts in a skillet cd to play. As the music started blaring through the speaker enough where she can hear it from the car, she walked out and grab the hose from the side of the house, turning it on. She than began spraying the car down with cold water. She didn't notice it shudder a bit as she kept spraying it. Finally she filled up the bucket, adding a nice honey scented car soap. She started humming quietly to the music finishing filling the bucket up. She bend down grabbing the sponge and drenching it in the soapy water. "I like big butts~ and I can not lie~ you other brother can't deny~ when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist and a round thing in ya face-" Syn turns around facing the car, hearing the radio kick in. She walked to her radio turning it off and stared at the camaro. She slowly walked to the driver's door of the car looking into the window seeing the radio off. She step back and shook her head softly before grabbing the bucket and sponge. She began scrubbing the side of the car first, than the back, and just as she scrub the other side... "Splish splash I was taking a bath" the radio kicked in again. Now she know she wasn't crazy, she knew the car was possessed or something. She wanted to stop and run inside to tell Sam but she knew he wouldn't believe her. She finished up the side of the car and walked to the front. She had to wash the roof but being short as she is, she had to climb up on the hood to get to it. She looked around making sure she's alone than back at the car. "N-no funny ideas car g-got it.." she whispers as she slowly climbed up on the hood with the bucket and sponge. She could feel the hood heat up under her legs which cause her heart to race. She took a deep breath and stood up slowly leaning forward. She started washing the top of the car in circles motions which cause the car to shudder under her. After she finished the roof, she slowly kneel down on the hood. But because where she place the bucket and some soap going down the window. Syn's hand slipped causing her to face plant into the windshield causing the bucket to tilt and splash her, getting her wet. She groans softly sitting up wiping her face of the soap. The way she sat on the hood was her sitting on her bum but her legs tucked to the sides. She soon felt the car heat up more under her. She didn't know why but she began blushing red like she was on a guy.
Syn turned around straightening her legs and slid off the hood. "Rub it right up (back up),Against my body,Take my body; make it yours (so get up)" the radio played a clip from move ya body by my darkest days. Syn face turn bright red hearing this. The car was flirting with her, out of all the perverts she meant, the car is making her feel like this. Syn wasn't like mekalya from school, she was a bit...okay maybe really thick in the waist, butt, and thighs. Maybe her chest was kinda big but surely the car can flirt with better looking girls. She decided to quickly finish cleaning up the car fast, feeling fluster.
Finally after an hour of washing, car flirting more, rinsing, car flirting even more, and drying, Syn had put everything away and shut down the garage. She headed back inside tired and in a desperate need of a shower. After dinner, shower, and putting on a tang top and shorts, Syn was finally laying in her bed asleep tired from her exciting day. While she was asleep someone gently brush some of her hair out of her face and gently kissed her cheek. "Soon...sweetspark~ you'll be mine~" he whispers and disappeared into the night.