Pulled back into War (Nothings black and white sequel)- On hold

Pulled back into War (Nothings black and white sequel)- On hold

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So much has changed since I went to stay with Sam and his family. We discovered an alien race, I got a new house, got closer to Sam, met a new friend Mikaela, me and Will moved in together, I met the Autobots and love them to bits, Will got a job as Major Lennox for a top secret strike team called NEST that works with the Autobots and I got a job helping Mikaela at her dads new garage now he’s out of jail. And Will is closer, when he’s on base. Him, the Autobots and other soldiers like Epps make up NEST which hunts the rest of the Decepticons hiding on Earth and wreaking havoc everywhere. The Autobots have taken refuge on Earth under Optimus’s command. Life has changed..... a lot. But I wouldn’t change it for a second. My life is the best it has been since I was a kid. Well that’s if we don’t get pulled back into war. Being killed would put a damper on the whole ‘love my life’ thing I got going on. But hey who knows.... maybe life is going to be peaceful, simple......Yeah right!
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My name is Alicia Mayhem. My mother was Gabriella 'attinger' Mayhem. My dad ditch the family when I was three, and several years later we were harboring two autobots from cemetery wind. Three years later, I came home from a trip to find out that my mother, and Mirage, our family guardian had been 'killed' by cemetery wind. And the blame had been pinned on me. Now me, and my little blue guardian Wheelie are running and fighting against everything to stay together, safe and alive. But, that all goes to hell when a buddy of mine brings old military friends over for a barbecue. How the hell do we get to Hong Kong now?

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