Finally, I can finally get out of the Hatchet's lair! I'v been in there for a week. A WEEK! Ok, the first movie is history now the second and third has yet to come. Since the second is closest of the two I'm going to have to be ready. Wait, what day is it? Scrap, I'v haven't keeped track of it ever since I got here. Slaggit! How am I to tell when the movies will happen if I don't know what day it is?! "Hay!" I called to a passing soldier. "Do you know what day it is?" "Yeah, it's Sunday." He responded. "No, I meant the number of the day!" I said with a disappointed scowl, man are all the soldiers stupid?

"Oh,it's the 22nd of may." He replied. "Of the year 2009." Ok bug eye moment, 22nd of may? That's ok, but 2009?! 2000 and freak'n 9?!? Well, I guess that's expected for it takes place two years after the first movie. But still, shouldn't I be younger? Well then yet again you can't expect every thing. I hate this! Optimus is going to die, N.E.S.T. will be shut down, the 'bots will become confiscated, plus Sam will die trying to revive Optimus and pull a misigha-rising-from-the-dead stunt.

Oh man, and aft-head Galloway will be there! I'm just a kid! I'm not a soldier, I'm classified as a citizen! I don't want to be dumped into some adoption center! Because 1. I won't let that happen! And 2. I'v got a family! And all this is going to happen on my birthday day too. Scrap. Frag my life.