Ella's POV
It didn't take long to get to the Russian bar. Not with the way Evac drives. Once he came to a full stop, I turned to Evac. "No matter what happens in there, you stay here with Anthony, you here me?", I told him. He tried to tell me no, but once I gave him the glare. He shut up. "Please try to be careful", he said pleadingly. I gave him a sad smile. "I'll do my best", I said. And I knew it wasn't good enough for him, but it was for me. I followed after Sam, Simmons and Dutch. We walked up to the bars door. The door was metal. Okay? Simmons knocked on the door. The sliding slot opened. Then there were eyes looking at us. Creepy! Simmons then said something in Russian, that I couldn't understand. "That means goodbye", the Russian man said. Then the sliding slot closed. Simmons whispered something to Dutch. Dutch ended up giving him a twenty dollar bill. Simmons knocked on the door again. The slot opened again. The same eyes looked at us. All I could hear were whispers and Russian. This better not be a trap. Or I'm going to be pissed.Then the door opened. Okay then. We then walked inside the bar. There were people, and with the way they dressed, I felt underdressed. I could feel eyes on us. "Dutch, give me something tough", Simmons said. I watched as Dutch went through a tiny book, it was a Russian book. "Baryshnikov", he said. He looked a little sweaty and nervous. Ooo! I know this is going to be good. But I'm not sure if it's in a good good way or a bad good way. "We do speak English", one of the Russian men said. I snorted. Typical. I saw Simmons turned to Dutch. "Dutch, you suck", he said. I smirked. This is funny. "It's a Cyrillic alphabet, it's like all the buttons you never push on a calculator!", Dutch said loudly. I patted his shoulder. "Your doing great", I said softly. I then walked over to where Simmons went. I got to look tough or else they'll eat me alive. I put a hand on his shoulder. With a blank stare on my face. I know how to play this game bitches!
"I don't suck", I heard Dutch say. It took everything in me not to laugh. "Agent Seymour Simmons, sector eight, formerly seven, and this is my partner Ella Rae", he said pointing to me. I nodded to them with my blank stare. "We know who you are, cosmonautchiks", Simmons said. "So what?", the guy next to the first Russian guy said. I raised an eyebrow at him. Really bruh? "You were supposed to travel to the dark side of the moon, then it all got shut down. The question is, why?", Simmons said. Simmons started to play with the glasses and then poured himself a drink. But as he was about to drink it. I took the cup from him and drank it. The woman next to the first Russian man started speaking in Russian. They all started yelling in Russian. Oh here we go. We've upset them and now we're going to get shot. Lovely.
Then the bartender started to yell in Russian and then the people in front of us started to yell. Fuck me bruh! Really?! And then the woman with the white coat around her pulled out a fucking gun. I backed up in surprise. Holy shit! I backed up slowly. Knowing if you do, you won't get fucking shot. I then turned around when I saw the bartender point a gun at Dutch. Oh shit! Everyone was starting to point guns at everyone. Oh great. I could see at least one of them point one at me. I could hear Simmons start to flirt with the crazy ass lady. But then I saw Dutch turn around. Wrap a arm around me and threw me under the bar stand. And I heard the sound of a gun going off. I hid under my own arms. Holy shit almighty!
I heard a bang, yelling and then. "Whoa! Hey!", Simmons yelled. "Dutch! Back in the cage!", Simmons yelled. I heard Dutch yell. I heard a gun cocking. "Dutch! Hold! Hold! Dutch!", Simmons yelled at Dutch. I peaked under the bar stand and good lord. I'm glad I'm not on his bad side. I saw Dutch holding two guns at two people. Holy sweet mother of god. "Control your boy, please. Control your boy", Sam said. I rolled my eyes. Same old Sam. "Dutch, stop!", Simmons yelled and then he started yelling in some other kind of language. I didn't know. I then watched as he dropped the guns. Whoa! Crazy.
"I'm so sorry. That is the old me", Dutch said, he sounded like he was about to cry. He then turned to me. "Are you okay?", he asked me. I just nodded. "I'm fine", I said giving him a smile. "Okay, let's everybody just calm down! Let's lower the heat, lower the guns. Let's relax. World War II is over", Simmons said. Then the two men told us to follow them down some stairs. "You are about to see one of the biggest Soviet secrets", the first man said. He then started pulling stuff out. What are we about to see here?
"America first to send man to the moon. But USSR first to send camera. In 1959, our Luna 3 take picture of the moon, the dark shadow side. See's nothing. But in 1963, Luna 4 sees..........", the first guy was cut off. The two of them were holding folders. Probably with the pictures inside of them. "Strange rocks", the second guy said. "Yeah", the first guy said. Strange rocks? What kind of rocks? Like alien rocks? "Around the ship. Hundreds of them", the second guy said. "Yeah. Show picture", the first guy said. He gave the picture to Sam. I looked over his shoulder. "With some drag marks", the guy said. I could only see lines on the moon. What is that? That can't be normal, right? And that when he got to the second picture. My eyes widened. The pillars. They're after the pillars!
"I've seen these, these aren't rocks, These are pillars", I said pointing to the picture. Everyone was looking at me now. "Alien pillars for a space bridge. We know about them because the Autobot's have five of these", I said. "The decepticons Must have raided the ship before Apollo 11 ever got there, took the pillars and hid them", Simmons said. But why? What do the decepticons want with the pillars? "It doesn't make sense. The Decepticons have the ship. They have all the pillars, why would they leave Sentinel when he's the only one who can use them?", Sam asked. My eyes widened. "Holy shit!", I cursed to myself. Sam looked at me. "What?", he asked me.
"He's the last thing they need, we need to go. Like now. Go! Go! Go! Let's go!", I yelled. We made our way up the stairs. "We've got to meet up with Sentinel, rendezvous with him and keep him safe", Sam said. We made our way out of the bar. I ran over to Evac. "I know what their after, the decepticons are after Sentinel", I told him. He looked shocked. "Slag", he muttered. I saw Sam on the phone. "Mearing, I just picked up Sentinel. Optimus is 10 minutes behind", Sam said. I sighed. I need to calm down. Because this shit is going to get nasty soon and fast. "We're coming to NEST now", Sam said. I watched as Sentinel passed by us. Why do I have a bad feeling in my gut? It's mostly when I'm around Sentinel. I really hope it isn't what I think it is. I turned back to Evac. "Let's go", I told him. I got inside the car.
I turned my head to see Anthony sleeping. I smiled. But then frowned again. "I have a bad feeling about this", I said softly. "You and me both", Evac said. I sighed and gripped the handle. Please, please don't let this get nasty.
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