• 'The trees were passed by in a green and brown blurr. Delta held Amanda close to her chestplates as she dodged weaponfire launched by Blackout and Barricade. Blackout snapped and snarled whenever his shots missed, which was often. Barricade swung his mace, missed, and knocked a tree down, which fell in front of the 'Cons. They jumped over it and continued pursuit. Delta was chased into a large clearing, and stopped in the middle. She looked around, but didn't see the Decepticons. Amanda was set on the ground, but she hid behind Delta's leg, looking around cautiously. Blackout thundered out of the forest stopping about 100 yards from the Autobot's position. Barricade came out from between the trees and stood next to Blackout with an evil smile upon his dark faceplates, revaeling sharp and jagged fangs. Delta turned to Amanda "Run! Get away! Ican fight 'em myself!" Amanda tried desperately to escape, but her legs were numb and unresponsive. So she stood there, helpless, while her stomach churned, as she unwillingly watched Delta being torn apart. Limb by limb. The young Autobot spy vocalized her extreme and excruciating pain with an ear-shattering cry that sounded like breaking glass mixed with a mournful mechanical shreik. Hot tears streaked down Amanda's cheek. Internal fluids the color pink, black, and blue poured from a long and deep gash in Delta's side. Barricade licked some of the fluid from his claw, which was thickly coated with it. Another melancholy sound was emitted from Delta's vocalizer's. The heart-breaking cry was loud enough to scare the birds out of the surrounding trees. The sky turned a bloody red, and the clouds an ominous black. The churning feeling returned to Amanda's stomach as Barricade looked at her, with Delta's "blood" dripping from his claws and mouth. Blackout's optics burned with savage fury, his rotary blades bristed like a dog's fur would when angry. Both 'Cons charged at the human. Then Barricade raised a fluid covered claw to strike the final blow...'

    The alarm clock went of at 6:00 a.m. AManda rubbed the evidence of sleep from her eyes. Bandit purred, pawing and kneading at her owner's stomach. The human slowly opened her eyes, sighed, then closed them again. 'too early...I don't even have school today...' The clock beeped insistently, almost begging to be shut off. There was a knock on the wall and a muffled, "turn it off, I'm tryin'n ta sleep in here!" Amanda finally dragged her stiff body out of the now flattened beanbag chair, holding Bandit while she shut the alarm off. Amanda carried her cat into the livingroom. The light from the Wii faded on and off slowly. AManda was mesmorized by it until the whine of a foreign engine quickly caught her attention. Chubs ran in from the kitchen, fur sticking out in all directions.Amanda slowly crept into the kitchen to see what the sound belonged to, but peeking out of the window didn't help, for she was blinded by the low-set headlights of what looked like a Lamborghini Murcielago. The whine of another Lambo's engine was heard. The second one pulled up behind the first one, bumped it lightly, then made a hasty retreat down the road from which it came. The headlights went dark. the sounds of shifting metal and components filled the air as the lamborghini changed shape. By the pale blue light of the December moon a tall silhouette stoop on two legs. It was about as tall as Delta, which was about eleven feet tall. Blue optics flickered to life. Red paint was scarcely visible and there were two horn-like portrusions on it's helm. Amanda's heart pounded in her throat, when she saw the mech walk toward the door, but it walk by and continued toward the forest. It stopped, looked around for a moment, then ran. Large footprints were left behind as it disappeared into the trees, but the falling snow would cover them before the rest of the world awakened. 'I'm hallucinating, right?' Amanda rushed back to her room to grab a pillow and blanket to sleep on the sofa with, hoping some sleep would sort everything out.