Runaway | By : MissShelz Category: S through Z > Transformers (Movie Only) > Transformers (Movie Only) Views: 3867 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Brie tossed and turned in her bed restlessly, struggling to throw off the oppressive blanket of sleep. Normally, her rest, though short, was undisturbed; perhaps because she was too tired for even her mind to process during that time. Tonight sadly was different. She was plagued by memories that she had shoved into a dark corner of her mind and locked away. She had forced herself to deny them and how they made her feel after one of the other females had caught her crying a short time after capture. They didn’t care that she was barely sixteen when the jeering female had dragged her before the rest of the group. The ridicule and scorn she had endured had only made it worse and she realized quickly that if she was to survive her new environment with some semblance of sanity she would have to make herself numb to everything. It had taken a month, but she had finally achieved that zombie like state that was so necessary for survival in the harsh and brutal environment. Now, the dam had been broken. She was once again engulfed by long suppressed emotions and memories that left her teetering on the edge of an emotional abyss and sanity. They had waited too long. Brie and her parents had watched in silent horror as city after city, town after town, had been destroyed. They hadn’t missed the fact that certain handpicked humans had been rounded up like cattle and Brie shuddered. They had foolishly assumed, like millions of other humans that lived there, that San Antonio would be spared such horrors. After all, it wasn’t like they were important in the scheme of things, unlike the nation’s capital, Houston, New York or Los Angeles. The only thing they could boast of was the historic Alamo and the river walk. So when they had been woken by the sounds of screams and loud explosions, Brie and her parents had been terrified. The three didn’t even bother packing a bag, flying down the stairs and out the door towards their vehicle. Unfortunately their attempted escape had been thwarted by one large metallic foot coming down on said vehicle, crushing it instantly. Brie had had to bite her lip to keep from screaming as her father’s whispered words, spoken when she had expressed concern during her tryouts for a school play, flowed through her mind. “Brie, never allow your fear to get the best of you. By confronting it head on you will come out stronger in the end.” Brie smiled slightly. Her parents had always been her biggest cheerleaders and supported her 100% in everything she did. Not to say that they didn’t have their share of usual fights. What teenager didn’t occasionally disagree with her parents and vice versa? She was just lucky that the storms usually blew over quickly, with no lingering resentment to mar the once again peaceful family atmosphere. She squirmed as she felt the uncomfortable weight of the alien gaze on her, inspecting every inch of her body. She had always been sensitive to the stares of other people. It only made her insecurity in herself worse. She yelped as she was suddenly plucked from the ground and held up before a pair of blood red optics. She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself as she forced herself to stare back, only vaguely hearing the panicked shouts of her parents from below. “You are an attractive femme. Lord Megatron would be pleased to have you,” the unknown being chuckled. Brie immediately straightened and glared at his words. “I’m not a damn pet to be bought or sold!” she snapped. To her surprise the chuckle turned into a full blown amused laugh. “Such spirit too! You will be fun for him to train. You perhaps could become his favorite. That is, if I don’t decide to keep you for myself,” he smirked. He ignored the now shocked and more than fearful gaze before turning his attention back to Brie’s terrified parents. “You two shall be sent to work at the factories. No longer will you be allowed contact with your offspring,” he said coldly as he made a slight gesture to them. Immediately, two humans who were obviously guards, stepped forward to grasp an arm of each human and escort them to a waiting bus, where several other males and females where shoved into like sardines. The last sight Brie had of her parents was of her mother’s tear stained cheeks and her father’s look of sheer despair. Once they were inside the bus pulled away to follow several others on their destinations. It was then that the being who held her, who she would later learn was called Sideways and had taken an interest in her, set her on the ground to be escorted to another bus where several other traumatized women and men were waiting and she was off to her new life. Brie sat up quickly, finally being successful in waking herself. She was unsurprised to find her face wet with tears and she found herself hoping that her parents had passed away with as little pain as possible. She had never seen or heard from them again and she had quickly learned, after her one humiliating experience, to not allow her grief and concern to show. She had shoved the feelings away with several other memories and locked them down as tightly as she could. Apparently the lock had finally given away from the weight. She slid from the bed and dressed, forcing her mind to clear and to allow her usual state of numbness to take over. Fear was the one and only emotion that she could still feel, though she tried to keep that one under wraps as well. Showing fear around the Decepticons was tantamount to jumping into a shark filled ocean bleeding. You would be damned lucky if you escaped the experience with your life. The sound of shouting quickly caught her attention and she hurried over to the door and opened it. She peered out and quickly pulled her head back in as two streaks of color, one silver and the other gold, passed by her. She blinked as she cautiously peered back out as they disappeared around a corner. Just what in the hell had that been? “SUNSTREAKER! SIDESWIPE! GET YOUR AFTS BACK HERE!” the loudly roared words made Brie jump and her eyes widened wide as a…green??...mech stormed past her. She peered out and her confusion grew as she saw that every inch of him was covered in some sort of small objects, one of which she thought was possible marshmallows. “They’re after me Lucky Charms!” she heard a male voice that she identified as Epps call out and the green mech growled loudly. “Human just because I can’t ‘harm’ you doesn’t mean I can’t make your life a living hell!” he called back. There was a small ‘eep’ and then silence, though Brie heard the loud laughter of every mech and human nearby. “Ironhide don’t hurt them too badly! We need those glitches!” Ratchet snapped as he hurried after the trio. He paused to wish Brie a good morning before hurrying on. She blinked then caught sight of the black and white mech, so similar color wise to Barricade, following at a brisk pace. He too paused as he caught sight of the perplexed young woman. “Good morning Brianna I trust you had a pleasant rest,” he said. Brie could only nod slightly and the mech looked satisfied. “My designation is Prowl and I am Optimus Prime’s second in command. I shall meet with you later if you have the time,” he continued. Brie could only nod again and Prowl nodded back before turning and continuing on his way. Brie flinched as she heard the loud clangs coming from down the hallway and the sound of loud curses. “HEY! WATCH THE PAINT FRAGGER!” Brie couldn’t help the small snicker that escaped her. “Ah I see you’ve at least heard the resident troublemakers in action,” Will chuckled as he moved towards her. Brie frowned slightly. “Resident troublemakers?” she repeated. Will smiled as he gestured down the hallway, where she could still hear the sounds of loud banging and cursing. “The twins, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. They’re two of our best fighters but tend to get into trouble when between missions,” he said. Brie’s eyes widened. “The same twins that send Thundercracker and Skywarp back cursing? The same ones that Starscream will do anything to avoid?” she asked incredulously. Will laughed. “The very same ones. They like to practice their ‘Jet Judo’ when they can,” he smirked. Brie couldn’t help allowing another small snicker to escape. Anyone that put the fear into Starscream was definitely on her list of mechs to respect. “One of them sounds similar to Knock Out in respect to his appearance,” she whispered. She had temporarily forgotten about the superior hearing the mechs possessed and let out a small gasp as she was suddenly confronted by 20 foot plus tall severely ticked off golden Autobot. “Did you just dare to compare me to a Decepticreep?” Sunstreaker snarled. Brie’s face paled as she took a step back, nearly stumbling in her haste to move away. Will immediately steadied her and shot the mech a dark glare, unfazed by his attitude. “Back off Sunstreaker!” he warned. The mech merely crossed his arms and a dark smirk crossed across his face. “Who’s going to make me? Not you squishy,” he drawled. A loud bang rang out and Sunny cursed as he grabbed at the back of his helm. “HEY!” he growled. Ratchet stepped beside him, glaring. He tapped his foot pointedly as Prowl approached with the green mech she had seen earlier holding a squirming Sideswipe by an arm. “You and Sideswipe are to report to the brig immediately,” Prowl informed the fuming Sunstreaker coolly. Said mech spared a glare down at the cowering young female, who flinched even further back, before turning abruptly and marching in front of Prowl, with Sideswipe being pushed firmly behind them. Ratchet shook his head and muttered something in Cybertronian before focusing on Brie. “I apologize for Sunstreaker’s unpleasant…attitude. He still has yet to see humans as nothing more than inferior beings to avoid stepping on,” he sighed. Brie shot Will a worried look, who patted her arm reassuringly. “Don’t worry, you will rarely see him. You might see his twin Sideswipe more often. He’s the silver one. He’s much more laid back,” he said. Brie still looked worried. “I didn’t mean…” her voice trailed off and Ratchet chuckled. “You’re ok Brie. He was just annoyed because Ironhide caught him before he could get away into his and Sideswipe’s quarters,” he said. “Ironhide?” she queried, wondering why she vaguely remembered hearing that name. “He’s our weapons specialist. He’s not normally green,” Ratchet explained as an annoyed look flashed in his optics at the reminder of the twins’ latest prank. “He’s normally black. Unfortunately the terror twins as you’re commonly hear them referred to, caught sight of a box of Lucky Charms and decided to make Ironhide look like the leprechaun…with a few modifications,” Will said even as he tried, and failed, to stifle his laugher. “So that’s why I heard Epps make that crack,” Brie murmured, ducking her head to keep her smile from showing. She missed the look Ratchet and Will exchanged. “Yeah Epps had a small hand in that prank,” Will smirked. “Just don’t tell Ironhide or he’ll make things worse for Epps!” Ratchet added hastily. “I thought that Autobots couldn’t hurt humans,” Brie said, puzzled. Ratchet nodded. “That’s true…but it doesn’t mean he won’t find some way to torture the soldier,” he replied. With a nod he turned and walked down the hallway towards med bay. Brie thought she might have gotten away from her checkup when he threw his final words over his shoulder. “I expect to see you in med bay later!”
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