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Ch. 1 | Transportation

-Saturday 14. 2, 2015.
10 p.m, at a camp.-

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Iris:




"Josh, she's just a kid!"

"A teenager who's responsible of her own grades!"

The girl fuzzed with her hair, tearing it little.

"One test doesn't settle anything... have you been drinking again?"

"Don't switch the subject, the fact is that your daughter has been bad at college by picking on fights same as worsering her tests, and I get all the blame!"

You louzy little scum--!

"Alright, I've had enough of you--!"

But then; was heard ears beeming slap. It even caused the 19 year old girl stand up from her bed in brief terror, as she realized how quiet it had became. One second ago her Mother and step-father were having a fight of her college-state... then it became quiet. Iris exited her room by swinging her door wide open and looked down from upstairs, but it would seem the man called Josh had slapped her Mother right across the face. Her mother laying now on the ground holding her cheek.

"Josh!?" Iris screamed, running down the stairs with a rush. "How dare you!?" And this young woman wasn't just a regular girl; she worked out and was best of her karate-classes, so even her step-father remained only little back. Iris knelt down beside her mother, giving her somehow a hand to pull her up on her feet.

"It's all on you--"

"You may yell at my mom's face all you want about how failior I am--!" Iris snapped to the adult before him, coming up with really dangerous face. "But don't you dare to treat her like that again."

Josh shuddered under his breath, only looking away from the girl's turquoise eyes which possessed full of rage and hate. If the girl wouldn't be professional at fighting the situation might've be totally different; Josh could've be the one threatening the younger one of him.

"We'll talk of this later, but Iris--" Her mother said first to Josh before turning for her only child. "Shouldn't you be going to Tracy's party already?"

Iris slightly widened up her eyes.

"But you said no?" The girl really would'de swinged herself out of their door as fast as she could, but remained hesitant by the action Josh had made. Her mother sighed, placing a hand on her cheek to send a shiver go down Iris' spine.

"It's time for you to think about your future. You can deside what to do with your life, as long as it has nothing to do with alcohol and drugs." Her finger was pointing dangerously at her face, but there was that familiar grin also.

"Hope she choose right..." Josh murmured from middle of their camp's living room, his arms crossed as he yet again avoided Iris' cold eyes. When she did glance at him. "I don't want you to be a trouble."

"Then keep hoping, 'cause my life's about to have a change." Iris smiled as she kissed her mother's cheek and ran up the stairs up. "I don't know what to wear!"

"No dresses!" Josh informed. Iris growled in defense but weren't much fan of them anyway. So she choose from her closet a pair of regular beach shoes, then took a high-waisted black jeans, after hard thinking a beautiful sea blue shirt with strings covering the shirt as finally she began to dress up. After hard work of that she texted to Stacy about her coming in the end, before quickly she began to put her hair in check. Two earings were on place, and of course she put on maybe cheap necklace, but it sure was beautiful.

"Okay, I'm off then." Iris stepped out of her room, barely shutting the door up. Like it was last time for her.

"Baby girl, you look beautiful!" Her mother was first to greet her by downstairs, the situation so different compared few minutes then. "But you should remember; I'm fine with Josh. I took a mistaken step into his comfort zone so he snapped. I promise to be out of that one." She whispered, earning a slight eyebrow raise from her daughter. "But off you go then--!"

Her mother literally throwed her out of the house, closing the door behind. There was a chuckle escaping Iris' throat as she though how hilarious the situation seemed like, but then she concentrated to leave their camp's yard. This was supposed to be a fine summer vacation; but oh if she'd knew what was there to come.

"Alright..." Iris unlocked her vehicle's doors while entering the nice Porche of hers... it really took her three months of paychecks to pay the thing. "Please start." She put the key into the keyhole, squealing as she twitched and the motor seriosly roared into life. Nextly she grabbed hold of the wheel and drove off of the yard.

Coming into a freeway.

Everyone were on the move.

Party here I come!




~ Time skip ~




"You've got to be kidding me!"

Iris kicked her car's side, but in the end holding her leg as it hurt more to her than for the car. Or in fact... never mind. The truth was that her car's gas had run out, leaving her in middle of nowhere right on the freeway. It was midnight so not any cars passed her, not on that road in Ohio. It was peaceful countryside, what'd you expect?

"Fuck!" Iris leaned onto her car, arms firmly crossed onto her chest. She was breathing unwillingly fast with anxious expression... now when her phone had gone dead too. Her options was almost close to none, whetever if she desides to walk that'd be fine by her but she would never make it in time. Best resolve was probably wait for someone, or wait till morning comes. Only the craziest people go take a walk by night-fall out. "This is freaking great..."

Finally when mon lets me go into party, this happens.

... Did she do this on purpose!?

Either way Iris sighed in defense and turned for her car, staring the grey paintjob in awe. It was a fine car in the end, if it wouldn't cause so much trouble for her. Her arms leaned onto the hood of it, as she closed her eyes by the warmness surrounding her. . . . . it was midnight.

Iris felt herself almost like sucked back, so the glance she made over her shoulder was the last thing she could see; a green portal.

Same as; the distant scream before she was sucked up into the darkness.

No warning.

No reason.

It had came out of nowhere.

To take the girl with it.



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Unknown:

"My liege--"

There was a grunt made for the person to be quiet. What he was doing was such precautious work; how to put on the sceen the glowing shards. They were fragile and extremely important of part of his colletion apart from the helms hanging around the room. After getting done by settling the rocks there was cold red/purple optics glimm onto his fellow follower. As if for him to start talking.

"The energon deposit has reached up to the finest level; the slaves no longer have to keep digging." The follower was mech kind of person, totally not aware of the world surrounding him.

"Oh, but there's where you're mistaken, my dearest medic." The deep toned person quickly argued, but there was no others to argue on him. "The real reason the 'Homunculuses' are digging the ground is for I to find the rest of the missing stones; Guardian stones." His servo traveled across the fine builted metal ledge where his trophies were at.

"Are there any value up to them?" The other asked, earning a slight shivers sending glance from him. "I mean, Homunculus are not the strongest kind chosen to control them, what danger would they cause?"

"What we're doing now, Tarn, is straight from the evil reincarnation of Unicron." The huge Cybetronian walked up for his throne, taking a seat of it while looking down at his medic. "We're the evil side of this process, so there will be chosen on some day the rebellion team."

"No stones can beat your army and created guns." Tarn argued, slightly doubting anything would've change.

"Perhaps, but will they be able to defeat us? That is the real question I rely on." The Cybetronian lept back, actually having his own personal time to think all this. Tarn simply nodded, ready to leave the room. "-- While the uncertainty remains will we ever be able to locate the rocks, remain on your task. Keep the Homunculuses occupied as long as they can take and make sure they do their jobs. I've defeated one of the chosen teams', and I have not been builted to loose for the other."

"... Yes, Lord Galvatron."

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Heyy, fellow readers who has made it to the end of this chap! No worry I'll continue, I'd just love to hear your opinions!

Also, all thanks goes my fella cookiemonsterRULEZ who made the cover! I love it still, thank u! <3

~keep reading.

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