"Normal"
"Comlink"
'Mind'
Misty's POV
From the way I landed on my shoulder, I'm not surprised about hearing it crack. I ignore the pain and get up. Just as I finish getting up, Sam jumps over the car and grabs my arm. We start to run again with a very pissed off robot chasing us.
We get outside the garage, only to see Mikala riding on her scooter in our direction. "GET BACK!!!" "MIKALA GO!!!" Sam then grabs her off her scooter, resulting in both of them falling to the ground. "What is your guys problem?!" I grab her head and make her look in the direction that we came from. "That!"
Suddenly the camaro comes out of nowhere and rams it in the legs. It pulls up in front of us and opens its doors. "Get in, now!" We quickly get into the car, which then drives off. I look out the back window from my place in the back seat and see the cop car coming.
I hear Mikala and Sam start freaking out from the front and turn to face them. "Calm down! Let's try and not have a panic attack here!" They nod and try to calm down. While I'm trying to calm down, I hear a voice in the back of my mind that I haven't heard in a long time. 'Hello young one.' ...Guess I was too calm, for my past is back to haunt me. 'Dad?'
'Yes Misty, it's me. Long time no speak.' I look back over my shoulder at the approaching cop car, my fear rising. "He's gaining on us!" 'Are you alright Misty? I can feel your fear coursing through you.' 'Not right now Dad! I got something chasing me and my friends right now!' I block him out again and focus on what the car is doing.
We drive around until nightfall, and we finally stop someplace. The camaro turns off the engine and light and we watch as the cop car drives by. Right before he passed however, he stops, and starts to back up. The camaro's engine comes on almost immediately and he zooms past the cop.
We stop again and the camaro opens his door for us to get out. We quickly get out, letting the car transform as he's tackled to the ground by the cop. Something comes out of the back of the cop and runs towards us. He's a tiny robot that doesn't look happy! We start to run away from the fighting robots and the tiny robot.
Sam gets separated from Mikala and I, the little killing machine going after him instead. Mikala and I find a tool shed, Mikala grabs a power saw and we run back to Sam to help. The little robot had stolen Sam's pants. As it's grabbing Sam, Mikala cuts its arms off and then cuts its head off.
I pick up its head and look at it. I then drop kicked it. "Hey guys." Sam and Mikala look over at me. "It's quiet." We start heading up the little hill and see the yellow and black robot standing tall. "Damn." As Sam and Mikala talk about and to the robot, I open my bond again.
'Sorry about that, giant ass robot just tried to kill my brother and I. As well as a friend.' It's silent for a moment before he responds. 'Are you alright?' 'Yeah, I'll live. Just gotta get my shoulder checked out.' Looking back at them, I see the robot transform. 'Gotta go, we're leaving.'
'Be careful.' I smiled and sent my amusement through the bond. 'Will do dad. Talk with you later.' After we got in and drove off, it was silent for a little while before Sam broke it. "You should probably sit in the driver's seat." Mikala looked at him like he was insane. "I'm not gonna do that, he's driving."
"Huh, well maybe you should sit in my lap, you know since I have the seat belt." ....smoooth. And it worked?!?!?! Mikala moved into Sam's lap. "You know the seat belt line was a really smooth move." Sam chuckled as well as leaned back. I also leaned back and closed my eyes.
"You know what I don't understand. If he's so advanced, why does he turn into a crappy camaro." He suddenly pulled over and opened his doors. Sam and Mikala got out but it didn't let me. "Hey!" He suddenly drove off and turned around. He scanned another form and went to pick them up again.
"This better Mikala?" She looks at me with a smile and looks forward again. After driving for a little while we stop in a restricted area looking at falling balls of fire. "So these are the others?"
"Sure are little lady!" I laugh at the clip and get out, Sam and Mikala followed. We followed one of them until we couldn't. We got back in and drove for a little while longer. We arrived in an alleyway with four other vehicles. Upon exiting all five transform, the semi taking the longest, and circle us.
The big leans down. "Are you Samuel James Witwicky, descendent of Archibald Witwicky?" I look at Sam and back away. "He knows your name." Before Sam answered, he grabbed me and pulled me back. "Yeah." "My name is Optimus Prime." At hearing this, I opened the bond again. 'Dad?'
'Yes Misty?' I look back at the big guy before looking down again. 'You're still frozen, aren't you?' It's silent for a good minute. 'Yes.' 'The autobots are here. Are you finally gonna tell me what side you're on?' I send him my irritation over the bond. He stays silent. 'I'm not gonna think of you differently, you know that. Right?'
He chuckles. 'Yeah, I do. I'm a Decepticon. The leader of the Decepticons.' I look back at the others and see Optimus is starting introductions. 'I have to go, Dad, but know one thing. I'm neutral in this.' I then focused on the group. "My first lieutenant, Jazz." Looking over at the silver one. "This looks like a cool place to kick it!"
"How did he talk like that?!" I look at Sam like he was stupid. "What?" I punch him in the chest. "The World Wide Web dumbass. You can learn everything there at this point." Mikala tried to stop her laughing as Sam looks hurt. "My weapons specialist, Ironhide." He pointed his cannons at us. "You feeling lucky, punk?"
"Easy Ironhide." Ironhide lowers his cannons. "I just wanted to show them my cannons." I walk closer to him causing him to look down. "I like your cannons." He smiles at me. "Our chief medical examiner, Ratchet." He sniffles the air. "The boys pheromone levels suggest he wants to mate with one of the females." I laugh as Sam and Mikala look uneasy. "And the other is injured."
Sam looked at me as I rubbed my left shoulder. "Injured?!" I move away from him. "It's nothing. Just a bit sore." Ratchet picks me up. "Hey!" "I'll be the judge of that." I look at Optimus before looking at the ground. "And you already know your guardian, Bumblebee." Bumblebee started to dance back and forth. "You're my guardian?"
"Just a little sore my aft. Fractured shoulder blade." Ratchet put me down and Sam looks unamused. "I'll get it checked out later." Sam looks back at Optimus, knowing he's not gonna win this battle. "So you want my great grandfather's glasses?"
"Indeed." Mikala turned to him. "Please tell me you still have those glasses." Why do I have a feeling that I'm gonna hate what happens next.
