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[Chloe's Third P.O.V]

Beep, beep, beep, beep... beep, beep, bee--

Reaching, barely touching the button Chloe turned her alarm clock off. It was the most annoying thing in the world. But it was a gift from her uncle, and she couldn't wake up any other way. So sitting up she knuckled first her wrists-- which has became quite the habit, shifting upright to stand. Only problem here was how her muscles were tense, getting her to crouch and sit back down on the bed, eyes remaining wide of why was that.

And here I though to get ready for school.

Almost too perfectly her phone begun to vibrate on the table not far away, Chloe picking it up and saw her Uncle calling.

"-- Yes?" Chloe yawned, watching how much the clock actually was. But her brain didn't work too well to realize it just yet.

"Good, you're awake." Almost way too sigh in relief left him, but the girl remaining bothered of how she heard he was driving. What work time this actually is? "I made you breakfast- it's in the fridge, also I washed your clothes which are on your work desk--" Looking over Chloe noticed them, happy that she didn't have to go downstairs just to get them. "There was something else too..."

He's turning old.

"Perhaps the reason why are you out so early in the morning?" Chloe scretched her leg muscles now, looking like she was doing yoga. She left also groans which her Uncle Joe questioned silently in his head.

"A job came up-- I mean a gig with Mrs. Lawrence who lives in the town, remember?" Convinced, Chloe sighed by his statement and finally walked over to her table. She had literally no idea who he talked of. Her clothes looked fresh, the girl taking this time dark blue jeans, as well tight tank top, also cute white bobby socks which decorated her table. It wouldn't matter since her boots cover them up anyway. Don't forget a matching pair of underwear and bra!

"Alright, Uncle. I'll get ready." Chloe informed.

"Have a great day, hun." And at that he ended the phone, Chloe lowering her phone down. Beside her table she struggled to pull the just-washed jeans and cursed silently by herself, until her eyes caught the video tape her phone was giving. Once buckling her button up she came closer, at same time pulling on the tank top and bobby socks. On the video was firstly seen a rocky-image-- the memory storming over like a tornado.

Been occupied by not telling anything about her Uncle Chloe forgot the reality... now only remembering why was her muscles so tense.

Those things...

Until the girl tapped the video on, slowly sitting down on her chair to watch.

There were the two familiar Titans fighting; the green Autobot and Megatron. Once been slammed down by the silver mech Chloe remembered her storming feelings right here, remembering why did she lower the camera down for. And there the video was, the moment she closed that tape was almost too perfect. Since Megatron's burning optics had selected towards her direction.

"Got ya." A smirk covered Chloe's face, as she opened her laptop up. Doing everything she needed she first opened up a page of 'alien-sightings'... but could only find green dudes with big eyes and three 'fingers', the type of aliens the humans believed. "Perhaps..." Typing up a word alien robots got numerous suggestions on, one caught her eye entirely.

She opened up a picture of a car colored black/yellow... like the muscle-car before. That cute little Bot-- Chloe was getting the hint.

Aliens...

I got to meet aliens!

After hearing their wall clock's sudden ticking Chloe was brought out of her trance, as her eyes traveled for the laptop's time. And they grew very wide. The only reason she was going to school anyway-- was because her uncle had promised that she could work tonight with her invention. For her worries added; the bus was gonna come lesser than five minutes.

And she had quite the trip to walk.

"Shit!"

~ Time skip ~

"I can't thank you enough, Jack."

Chloe removed her helmet, after gladly stepping away from Jack's coolest motorcycle of all time. But she did stop to notice how he shut it down for a moment, removing his own. Yup this guy had kept her company almost the entire day, and had offered for the day's end to take her home.

"Although you can go now." Chloe rose her brow dearly, getting her friend sigh little. If you think she would tell anyone about yesterday-- you're dead wrong. Aliens; great, she had tested them up and saw they were very murderous. But after thinking the entire day... she didn't want to be part of anything really. Literally to just move on. Now she wanted to go on with life and forget all about it. Like really just forget them and concentrate for her future as an inventor.

"Can't I stay for a bit... at home's little tense." Jack murmured, head low. Chloe didn't notice the way his motorcycle ached, assuming it was because Jack moved his leg. But the girl did see could she find any clue was he joking. Or just making fun of her. All she got was maybe small frown across her dear friend's face.

But my work--!

"Ugh, fine, fine." Chloe rolled her eyes, swept around nicely and waved her hand motioning him to follow. So Jack did, walking his motorcycle on their front yard as put it on outrigger. Until he was right on her heels coming up the small steps until they were on their terrace. "I'm home!" She informed, noticing how their door weren't locked at all. Jack closed it for her, seeing how she dropped her backpack as well removed her boots, winking at him a bit. "Much better."

Chuckling, Jack removed his shoes also and followed her to their kitchen. It was good to finally be able to be with her after such a long time, for him it was a miracle that she even allowed that.

"-- Unusual setbacks?"

As the two teenagers got to the kitchen, they were caught off guard of the two men sitting around the table. One was familiar for Chloe as well Jack, but for the black man sipping coffee and looking quite unusual sight- wasn't expected.

The adults' head was also drawned for the two appearances now.

"... What's going on?" Chloe required from her Uncle, giving confused look. Although her eyes remained stern for the stranger in their kitchen. What was all this?

"- Allow me," The outsider said for Joe who stood up and was ready to talk, but was to remain silent now. Now the man's hazel eyes were on Chloe who couldn't do else than just stand there and glare hintly. "You must be Chloe, I see-"

"Agent Fowler." For the trio's surprise Jack suddenly groaned through gritted teeth, appearing little pissed. The odd glance the outsider and Jack gave for each other got Chloe little suspicious here. Her gaze shifting between the two of them as if trying to solve the puzzle here. "She has nothing to do with this."

"- To do with what?" Chloe grabbed her hips, she and her Uncle growing very confused. Yes, even if the two grown men had a conversation just before now Chloe's guardian started to question everything. "You know him?" Until the girl turned for Jack.

"Jack and I are familiar since I visited him before your house," The 'Agent' told, drawning Chloe's attention on him. Her eyes were always for odd reason ice cold to unfamiliar people. "But you now know my name, special Agent William Fowler- but you can call me Agent Fowler." As he continued to talk the girl folded her arms, waiting the real reason he was here. "Yesterday we got a report of unusual phenomenon right near this neighbour-hood, my job is to question have you noticed anything?"

Chloe froze there, eyes stern yet wide.

He's known of the robots.

"He just wants to know." Joe reassured for her, seeing how she had just frozen there.

"... I haven't."

Are those things in trouble if the goverment knows?

There was no specific reason Chloe didn't tell the truth; it was just because she trusts her own instincts. Which told her to clearly remain quiet.

"There you have it." Jack said proudly, still small hiss in his tone. Chloe only glanced back at him eyes still wide. The Agent eyed the girl for a moment; until ended up sighing in defense.

"That is all I wanted to know." Agent Fowler said, smiling for Chloe's uncle then. "I am grateful for the coffee, but I must move for the next house."

"May I ask," But; Chloe wasn't expecting her Uncle Joe to stop the Agent eyes stern. "What was the unusual phenomenon?"

Silence floaded in the air. All the three just stared, waiting an answer. Jack wasn't much of expecting any worse. Chloe on the other hand held her breath, somehow eager even if her mind told her to forget those Titans.

"... It is classified." The Agent blurted, turning on his heel as well heading to the front door. "I know where the door is- thank you for your time."

Hearing the man leave from the door the trio still waited for a car to start up, then speed away. All the way until the motor was no longer heard.

"Goverment..." Chloe growled, sighing. That man had just ruined her day.

"... How was school?" Her Uncle tended to change the subject, although failed to make Chloe any happy since she snorted. The girl heading to grab two bananas.

"Boring as usual, I also have due tomorrow to make an essay about mallards since I forgot the deadline was today... Jack will give me a hand." Chloe realized Jack was staying with her till night, small grin forming on her lips to notice how his face changed.

"It's good that you help her." Joe smiled for the teenage boy who rubbed his neck in defense, small peek of glare send to Chloe.

"Yeah... someone's got to." Jack sighed, until was caught off guard for his hand been grabbed while Chloe dragged him along. Towards her room.

"We'll get to it then!"

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[Decepticons]

"My liege, the mine Autobots invaded has been destroyed."

Smirking, the Warlord grasped his servos behind his backstructs, standing proud. He was pleased of the news to know his enemies hadn't gotten the needed energon. Their storage had to be gone low, which was the only logical reason for them to be so desperate for it.

"Any lead did they escape?" The silver mech asked, watching his loyal troopers work by the monitors.

"I'm afraid they were one ahead of us... not only did they manage to get enough energon for the whole month, but... it would seem that they got their dirty servos sneaked into our database." Their dear medic didn't want to be the one telling this to their Leader. Luckily he told the-somehow good news first... or should he told them afterwards?

Pure rage captivated the Leader of the Decepticons in less than seconds.

"What!?" Megatron whipped his helm back, furiosly growling that out loud. His crimson red optics now glared at Knockout who stood there unmoved, startled to death. "Which file they got the information of?" His patience was on the loose as he took few steps closer for his subordinate.

"T-they only searched had we tried to search something important or vatal directed for humans... but as we know those creatures have nothing to do with us." Knockout quickly defended, for a second getting his Leader off guard. Suddenly; the anger was gone, replaced by furrowed brows as Megatron stood straighter up. Non-readable expression on his faceplate. "... Don't we?"

"Ever before I have never put any interest to those pests such to this one either, but one individual has managed to get my energon boil of rage." The Warmonger started, desiding to continue since his processor was aching dearly of those devilish green eyes. Knockout blinked in surprise of the individual-word.  "Due to my last encounter with Optimus' follower Bulkhead I prefer, there was this one human interrupting my task of ceasing the Autobot to be- shouting insults like any other." Then he turned to look forward with gritted dentas. "She has assigned her own death-sentence."

"So it's a female?" Knockout blinked in surprise, for a second thinking it was a male human but it proved him wrong. Megatron growled and shot a warning glance to him, his sharp dentas clear. "- What do you plan to do for the human, master?"

Just as the Leader prepared to answer the doors to the main center slided open, as someone walked in quietly. Megatron glanced while Knockout turned, surprised how calmly their communication officer walked in. Heading towards the head of the ship.

"Ahh, perfect timing, Soundwave." Megatron had turned just eager, releasing his servos while letting them rest on his each side. The silver mech remained still though. His loyal servant stopped by the two, onto his faceless glass-mask formed a file of a person now; the face Megatron's processor had graved deep into memory. Soundwave was the best asset for the job-- thanks to him the Autobots couldn't find a thing either.  "Excellent job." Although he was quite pissed by saying that.

Knockout looked at the human too, brow raised dearly.

"A young one, I see." The medic wondered how was their master planning to take her down. She was going to be a waste.

"Designation; Chloe Elizabeth Wilson." Soundwave said like robot, his shoulders resting. Megatron snarled little by it, standing straight back up.

"To prove that you can still be some use to me Knockout," Megatron's optics locked to the smaller mech beside him who tensed by it. "I will leave this trouble for you to deal with." The countless-questions-wanting-to-ask Knockout stumbled to stand, but to save his life kept all by it himself.

"Yes, my liege." The red mech mumbled, starting to leave the mainroom.

"-- Order Airachnid return to Nemesis immediately," Megatron begun afterwards, switching from one trouble to the other. "Autobots or Starscream might pick her up, which might give away our location. Also; I have a mission for her."

Soundwave nodded.

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