Part 10- On the run

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Hey, by the way I still don't own Transformers, I just forgot to put it up that I don't  last chapter. Well we're getting to the action-ey / fast pase bits. Thank you for reading this story and the like. Hope your enjoying the story, don't forget to vote, comment and fan!

~Lucy

I don't own Transformers movies, plot or characters. I only own Taylor and how she is linked to the story.

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After watching the decepticons broadcast, and about them wanting Sam they all went away to think. I sat for a minute before clearing my head. I knelt down in front of Sam.

“Kid this isn’t your fault.” I say putting my hand on his knee.

“How isn’t it Tay! He died for me. He died because of me. Don’t pretend you haven’t already given up either, we can see it. Hell I can see it!” Sam ranted, tears building up in his eyes.

“He died for us, not just you! Us, humans, all our lives. Are you really going to dishonour his death by giving up? Hell it may seem horrible, nothing like we’ve EVER gone through but we’re the Witwickys. No sacrifice, no victory. A couple years ago we hadn’t gone through anything like mission city, but look at us now, still alive, still fighting! Sam I may have lost hope, but that’s the beauty of hope, you can find it anywhere! Sam, you know what, back when I first moved in with you all I only had Will, I had no hope for anything after my parents died, I thought Will was going to leave me. But then I met you, and your parents, then the autobots and Mikaela. And everything got better. And I refuse to lose all that now by giving up. Hope is everywhere, we just need to find it. I know I have hope in you, we just need to find some for you too.” I told him.

“What if I’m not enough?” Sam asked looking at me with tears running down his face.

“That why I’m here.” I smiled wiping away his tears. I kissed his head, knowing I could say no more that the rest was now up to him as I went to watch what was happening. Because even if I didn’t survive, my family sure as hell were.  Got out my secure government phone I used since Will got involved in NEST, and listened to the news with my earphones, watching the world panic.

What we’re hearing from the German government is that the world broadcast was a satellite hacking. The military has just told us they have assumed condition Delta, which is the highest level we have been at since 9/11. President Obama is being flown to a bunker somewhere in the middle of the Untied States in the face of the worst simultaneous attacks even around the globe. The aircraft carrier USS Roosevelt goes down off the East Coast, all hands lost.

Worldwide casualties are in the neighbourhood of 7,000, but that number could climb. It’s still too early to tell. What we need to ask now is, “Who and why?”

The FBI is still trying to locate the boy Sam Witwicky.

We believe the have information about the attacks.

The FBI, CIA and Inerpol are all seeking the cooperation of worldwide law enforcement.’  I took out my earphones and heard Leo  going off on one about Sam need  to listen to the news. I looked down and saw pictures of me, Mik and Leo. We were wanted for questioning as well.

“They have pictures of me, man. We’re dead, bro. FBI, CIA, we are wanted fugitives now!” Leo ranted. I switched off the news and walked over to see Leo following Sam. I ran after them. Leo was doing thje nervous babbling and Sam was getting pissed off. Sam stooped Leo just as I got there.

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