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Transformers Au Part 5

We ended up spending the night at Juan's and to our surprise it was quiet. Jazz agreed to act as my car and guard. The plan was that during the school and work he would try and find the other autobots where abouts. That got dashed the instant we pulled into the parking lot. The large parking lot was for both teachers and students. There is also a spot designated for a resource officer but today is the first day I have seen a car in that spot. Jazz slowed down, the radio stopped playing music, "That smells like the Decepticon from yesterday, but the scent is faint almost like he isn't there anymore. Weird. " I look down at the radio and snapped back, "What do you mean weird?" The radio quickly changed between station with the letters I D K appearing on the digital screen.

I parked as close to the door as I could and as I walked towards the door I felt a pull to look closer at the resource officer's car. As I walked towards it I didn't notice any changes in how I felt but I noticed that where it usually says, "To protect and to serve, " instead it says, "to punish and enslave." I couldn't hide my disgust and as I looked at the inside of the car I notice that the dash looked empty. There wasn't an odometer or radio there were gapping hole where they were supposed to be. Someone slapped my shoulder, a girl laughed, "What? Checking out the ride your going to be leaving in?" She sneered laughing with as she turned to her entourage.

I walked into the school and noticed the resource officer was talking to the principal in the hall. As I got closer I noticed a pull and as that happened the resource officer turned his head in my direction. I panicked looking at the ground and speeding up my pace. I could feel his eyes as I rushed down the hall. I spent the rest of the day trying to dodge the officer. The worst part was that he kept showing up outside my classes. When the final bell rang as I tried to bolt past he grabbed my left arm tightly and yanked me towards him with an inhuman strength. My arm immediately started getting hot and my head started spinning as he started dragging me towards the office. I could tell he was talking but I couldn't hear. By the time I was in the physical office I was about to black out and the last thing I remember was being tossed into one of the many chairs lining the walls.

Pain, my arms hurt and I hear metal hitting metal. I look towards the sound and see Jazz with twin pistols. There was a much larger transformer who attempted to shoot him but Jazz was far too nimble. I scrambled to my feet and started looking for places to hide. There was culvert near the school that was usually full of the worst students but right now I needed to get away. I ran down the embankment I could hear people laughing and I finally dashed inside finding beers all over and five of my classmates hanging on each other. One of the girl, Grace I think, looked up at me with horror in her eyes. They were all on there feet within second of me entering. There was a lot of cursing but Grace was the one who was actually helpful. She asked me, "OMG, are you okay, you look like you were thrown from a car." There was a loud slam above us making dust rain down on us. They realized what was happening and sobered up in seconds.

I was about to start talking when both Jazz and the Decepticon tumbled directly in front of the culvert. Everyone started screaming and everything went quiet as someone took over my body. My posture straightened and I turned towards the exit and reached out both hands. My stance widened and the blue energy poured out of my hands creating a see through blue wall and seconds after it was up an explosion hit the wall. As I stood there, becoming a wall all of my own I heard a voice, "Barricade, enough now isn't the time." My hair on my arms were standing up. The Decepticon punched Jazz one more time before climbing up the embankment and leaving with its tires screeching all the way out. I blinked a few times regaining control of my body the wall dissipating after a few seconds. I look back to see everyone holding each other and one guy recording on his phone. "Hey," I looked at the guy recording, "for your own safety I would delete that video and forget what you saw." He nodded before putting his phone in his pocket.

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Transformers Au Part 4

Juan is from my dad's side of the family. My mom's side of the family is really unknown the more I think on it, but she has always made it a point to keep some parts of her culture alive while also letting me live a more normal American life. We celebrate Christmas because it takes over the month of December and when I was seven I asked her if we could give each other gifts. It's weird. The culture my grandmother came from had never come in contact with any Christians. They were a thriving community that just never left there home until one day some of the left and came back with fantastical stories. My grandmother was only seventeen when she left to explore the world. She heard about the American dream and left. She traveled on foot for a long time and when she was walking through Ecuador she fell for my Grandfather. He also wanted to live the American dream and had actual money. So, he taught her Spanish and eventually they arrived in America five years after she had left her home. They only had my mother but from what I heard they loved her so much. They died five years before I was born.

I could still hear the siren running around the neighborhood. I tried to deflect, "Juan, do you mind if I take a look at the car?" He had been staring out the window and jumped a little, "Sure!" He sped towards the back door which croaked as he opened both the doors. He slid the small piece of metal on the screen door so that it would stay open. I followed behind him. My mom was closing the large wooden gate. Juan's fences were the tallest legally allowed and he had a few trees lining the fence making it pretty hard to see inside. There was definitely still some fear in her eyes as she glanced around before hiding her car from the street. The gravel crunched beneath our feet as we reached the sad looking detached garage. The paint was peeling and the roof was starting to sag a little from age. As I approached the door way I felt a small pull. It is almost like the energy that I have been passively making since my birthday was getting sucked up. He flicked on the lights while I stood in the door way. Four florescent lights hummed on to reveal an absolute mess. Juan stiffened and began awkwardly explaining, "Yeah, so, I got this car eight years ago from a guy I knew who was into cars. Even he complained about the car. He kept saying that working on this car was like trying to cure an actively dying person and honestly I kind of agree. Every repair reveals several new issues and even some of the things I have replaced have rusted out. Your gonna have your work cut out for you, Wenu." He patted me on the shoulder before heading towards the door, "I'll leave you two alone for a bit."

The car looked worst than the pictures. The paint was almost completely gone and rust covered more than 80% of the body. What pain that was left was a blueish silver. One of the headlights was busted. There shockingly wasn't a lot of dust on the car. Juan must have been working on it daily. The door was deafening as I opened it. The keys were sitting on the passenger seat. I grab the key off the pale blue seat and pop the trunk to get a closer look at the engine. I could definitely feel the car yanking the energy from me now, but something about how it made me think that this might help me and the car in the long run. As I walk to the back of the car I drag two of my fingers along the side of it. I released the lock and opened the trunk and found an absolute mess. There are wires strew about and some have been violently yanked but the more surprising thing is the fact that some of the more rusted parts look more like scars than rust. There are clear and straight paths through the rusted parts.

I stared at the engine with an urge to help but now knowing how. My hands were starting to get hot as the rested on the car. I took my hands off, a little confused before looking where my hands had been resting. There were noticeable spheres of what only could be described as healthy car. There was no rust at all where my hands had been resting. Out of curiosity I reach towards the rusted parts of the engine. It touch it with my pointer finder and watch as the slowly crumbled away revealing pristine metal beneath. I lowered the rest of my fingers onto the pipe and the rust began fading faster and my hand started getting hot again. I started to experiment removing a finger at a time and finding that three fingers was the most I could hold without my hands getting hot. I wasn't out there long before I started getting really hungry and a little tired.

By the time I left the garage my mom and cousin were inside eating. It is impossible to come in quietly with that back door. Juan laughed, "Are you sure you still want that car?" I nodded and before I could talk my stomach growled so loud that they both went wide eyes. Juan got up from the table, "I heard your appetite had gotten bigger," he laughed as he approached the fridge, opening the freezer, "I have combination and supreme pizza which would you like." I looked straight into his eyes and said with no hesitation, "Yes." He laughed before my mom slapped my arm. I looked at her and asked, "Does he know about what happened on my birthday?" She looked at me a little shocked before responding, "Yes, he does." I looked at both of them making sure they were looking at me, "I think I healed the car." Both of them were baffled at that statement. Before I open my mouth I see a flash of that metal face I saw and I looked down at Juan's phone. I grab it and he jumped starting to yell at me before my mom stops him. I take the battery out of his phone and wave my mom to follow as I stand closer to Juan. We all huddled next to the oven as it warmed up and I finally fessed up about the visions, the radio, the police car, and now the car.

After the pizzas were out of the oven. We grabbed several slices of pizza before we all went in to the garage. Juan was shock by the state of the engine. I scarfed down three sliced before I started to explain my theories. I leaned against one of the shelves while looking at my mom and Juan leaned on the Porsche. I began, "Something I have noticed is that some electronics suck my energy." Before I could continue a male voice chimed in, "Energon." I was staring at Juan, it wasn't him. Both of them started looking around. They stood up and looked around. Juan looked inside the car and saw that the radio was on. They both backed up and I stiffened. "I mean you know harm," the voice said.

I couldn't help myself, "What is energon?" My mom and cousin backed up next to me keeping there eyes on the car.

The radio responded, "It is the lifeforce of transformers, we use it to live and without it we die."

I turned my head to the side, "Transformers?"

The radio responded, "It is too tight in here to show you why that is a fitting name, could you open the door?"

I looked over a Juan, who's jaw was slack. I lightly slapped him saying, "can you open the door?" He nodded before heading to the garage door and lifting it open. He stepped out of the way as the car roared to life and the trunk closed. It slowly rolled into the center of the yard. We all were baffled at the car moving on its own. We all trailed behind the car 20ish feet behind. We all felt like we shouldn't get close. We all watched as the metal of the car began contorting and it turned into a humanoid figure standing tall and began stretching like it had been bedridden for a long time before turning back to us. His face was a lot softer than the face I saw in my vision. The silver face was illuminated by glowing blue eyes. He looked at me with a soft grin before kneeling in front of me, bowing his head. The same voice that had been coming from the radio began again, "Thank you, I have been dying for the last 30 years. I had some energon rations when I arrived but they did not last long. I would have lasted six months at best without you."

My jaw was slack and all I could respond, "I don't even know what I did?"

He looked up at me with a curious look, "Well, you are radiating energon now. So, what ever you are doing. I would appreciate it if you would continue."

My mom looked him and asked, "Is it possible that the police car from earlier is like you? A transformer?"

He looked at her a little puzzled before adjusting to sitting crisscross, "I don't know, I woke up an hour ago." Suddenly we all heard the a single wail of a cop car right out front. He looked in the general direction and sniffed the air before getting a disgusted look on his face. He stood up and took a more stealthy approach sneaking up to the fence and glancing over he whispered, "Is that him?" My mother went over to the fence and peeped through a hole in the fence.

I saw her nod and as I looked at her my vision began swirling and my ears began ringing. I lost the strength in my legs falling to my knees. I covered my ears curling in agony. The static was so loud I could barely here Juan. Then there was silence and the voice from earlier this week echoed in my head, "Withdraw for now, we have all the information we need. " I blinked away tears as I looked up to find my mom holding my shoulder, Juan was next to me with his hand on my back and the transformer had a worried look on his face. I sighed, "He is leaving." Shock spread all around and the transformer didn't believe me so he looked over the fence again and said, "He left." His eyes were wide. He cautiously approached me, "How did you know that?"

I looked around a little disoriented, "He was ordered to withdraw." The transformer looked at me closer, "Interesting." He looked at everyone and had a look like something had dawned on him. He sat back down and places his hand on his chest, "I am Jazz, the second-in-command of the Autobots, a group of transformers who have left there home world in order to find a source of energon. Our home had become a war zone as energon became more and more scarce. That transformer out there was one of the Decepticons, a group from my home who wanted to let those who they saw as useless, rot. I can guarantee that the Autobots will protect all of humanity, but currently we are sparce and starving. I would like to reconvene with our leader and possibly set up a system with the local governments."

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Transformers Au Part 3

First Off I want to apologize for how short these have been. This is me practicing writing. I can't force myself to type for long enough to get anywhere. Please take this with a grain of salt

School was fine until 3rd period, in the midst of a lecture my temples began to pulsate, the words on the board began swirling and every breath anyone took would stab my ears. My eyes began watering and the pain intensified. I covered my ears and put my head on my desk to help but it did nothing. Then everything went quiet like I had tuned into a radio station. Then a male voice growled, "Find that energon source." There was desperation and anger in that voice. Something inside of me reacted to that voice. The room went cold and every breath was harder than the last. It felt like ages until I was snapped back to reality with my English teacher's hand resting on my shoulder, "I think you need to go home, Wenu."

The nurse told me, "Judging from your symptoms I would say that you had a migraine with hallucinations." The office called my mother who left work early to pick me up. I told her about the migraine and her response was tell me a story. When she was six, she found her mother staring out the window with glowing eyes. When she asked what she was doing. She responded, " Someone is threatening papa." He was on the opposite side of town and she didn't really believe her until her dad came home with a black eye and no money in his wallet. My grandmother had honed her ability through meditating and explained to her about the flow of energy that she felt. If the energy is not flowing properly through the body it can cause migraines.

There was a lot of time until I had to go to work. So, I started to call around town because if I have a job I need a car. We don't exactly have money to buy a running car, but I am willing to learn to fix a car. It is hard to have standards about a car when I have no money. My cousin, Juan, has a 1990 Porsche 911 that doesn't run. He sent me some pictures and it is really rusted and at first glance it looks like it is missing some parts. For some reason, every time he jumps the car the radio plays old jazz music. For a first car I think this car might be my best option for now. I agreed to work on the car on weekends and he said it was mine.

I had to wait a few hours until I could go to work and learn the ropes. My job was to sift through the donation and organize between garbage and useful donations as well as set prices for said donations. It was mostly t-shirts, but one thing that caught me off guard was when I was moving an old CD player. The instant I touched is I saw a sharp silver face with red glowing eyes. I almost dropped it. I was about to put it in the trash pile but when I looked back at it. The player almost looked brand new. The rest of the day was boring as all hell.

On Thursday, my mom was taking me home after work. A cop car pulled up behind us and began tailing us. She kept telling me to stay calm, but for some reason the only thing I could think about the the voice I heard and the face I saw. Something in my gut was telling me not to let them pull us over or show them to our home. I wasn't really paying attention to my hands as I told my mother, "Don't go home." At first she tried to question me but she stopped herself before asking anything. I looked down at my hands that had been passively fidgeting and found both our phones with the batteries out in my lap. My mother then locked her eyes in front of her, her neck now stiff. She cold spoke, "Your eyes are glowing, Wenu, trust your instincts. What should I do?" The car went quiet as my body began moving on its own. I was forced into the back of my own mind as a woman took over my body and began talking, "Do not pull over, Lose that car, and do not go home. Go to someone else's house. He is planning on abducting her." I was snapped back into my own body and it left me gasping for air. I was stuck leaning over clutching me chest when I looked over at my mother and weakly cried, "Mom, I'm scared."

Her grip tightened on the steering wheel. Her eyes narrowed, "No one is taking my baby. She rolled her shoulders before turning right. As soon as she turned she put her foot to the floor and started sporadically turning winding through the neighborhood before saying, Get down." I quickly leaned forward hiding myself below the window. She pulled over, turned off the lights to the car and covered me within seconds. The police car went flying past with its lights on. As I looked around head still tucked I realized where we are. "Are we at Juan's?" I asked. She nodded before sitting upright. She gasped, "I don't know what I would have done if that hadn't worked." She giggled at the success. She started to usher me inside "Let's get inside before he comes back around."

I ran up to the door and started banging. There was still some panic in my body. My cousin busted open the door, "WHAT?! Why are you here and why is your mom opening the gate?" I hadn't noticed her yet. I began ranting, "I keep seeing things and a cop starting tailing tailing us and someone took over my body and said they are going to abduct me, and, and that we shouldn't go home." By the time I finished I was sobbing. He wrapped his arm around me and began pulling me inside. "Don't worry," He reassured me, "we will keep you safe."

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Transformers Au part 2

It wasn't until I looked behind me that I realized that it wasn't night time. No, I am in a cave. Everyone is gathered just inside the cave. "NOW!" Her voice boomed scaring the living daylight out of me as I turned back to the Priestess. "Let us begin." She turned towards the temple and began walking towards it. I naturally followed her as she approached a pool of water that had chunks of metal tossed into it. Maybe they are the bodies of those memorialized heads. She kneeled down at the waters edge and hovered her hands over the water. She took one large breath before closing her eyes. Within seconds the strange marking began glowing all over her body. In waves they surged towards her hands and blue flames burst from her hands and began swirling in the water. Two more women joined on either side of her. Collectively the water became more and more blinding until the water was white at which point they all stopped. They were marveling at the work they had done.

A ripple of blue bubbled below the surface. Then more began surging up. Then a metal hand burst out of the water. Slowly the giant began to pull itself out of the water before. It made eye contact with me. Suddenly there was a flash of blue and I was back in the attic, sitting. I can't help but find myself surprised everything has been thrown back. I can hear car alarms going off and my mother is on the floor. By the time I reach her to help she is on her feet. "Goodness, she never warned me that it was like an explosion," My mother laughed, "Oh, Wenu, your chosen." She reached out to me, then stopped. "Your eyes are blue."

"What?!" I look down at her, perplexed at what she just said. "Are they light blue?"

"No, they are like sapphires," her hands cupping my cheeks, "your so beautiful my little girl."

I roll my eyes before looking at her, "Mom." She jumped like she had realized something and began to running around looking for something. "Hey," I try to get her attention, "is your car alarm going off?" There was only one alarm going off now. She turned pale as she looked up at me. I don't think I have ever seen her run so fast before. I laugh before snuffing the candles and walking myself down the stairs.

My body felt more and more tired with each step. I don't think I can study tonight. I slowly change into my pajamas and my mother comes in and leaves some books on my desk. She told me that they will help. I don't know how some books will help, but okay. The instant my head touched the pillow my alarm went off. I don't think I have ever fallen asleep that fast before.

I had peace for one week. Although at the time I never would have called that peace. At minimum seven times a day I would be askes if I was wearing contacts because my eyes are suddenly blue. My appetite has been ravenous and I mean it when I say ravenous. Every class I was hungry. I have at minimum tripled the amount of food I ate. By Sunday my mother has had enough of my appetite. She was giving me the worst death glare ever when she pointed her finger at me and said, "You need to get a job young lady, This is rediculous. We won't be able to pay the bills if I keep having to buy groceries. I have gone to the store everyday this week!" I couldn't really argue. She is right. Plus I am old enough to work. I nodded my head, "I will find a job tomorrow."

The next day, I found my self walking around town looking for a job. There were a few jobs but the thrift shop seems to be the best choice. To my surprise I was hired that day and my training is going to be tomorrow.

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IDK, Transformers Au that has been stuck in my head and I just want to see this as a movie now.

Fifteen, in other families we might have a quince. Nope nothing normal about this weird family. Everything was totally normal until about 6 pm. My mother came up to me with a pile of clothes and simply said, "Meet me in the Attic." I went to the bathroom to change because it does have the best lighting. I found myself in front of the mirror. My round face and soft eyes. The color of my hair and eyes are black.

I am a third generation immigrant, but they just love to keep the traditions alive. I guess I should stop gawking and...put.....on........this? What the hell is this?! Holding this thing as far out as I could, it reeks of dust and sweat. The fabric is really light, but there are chunks of metal attached to the dress. The fabric itself is a dark blue with silver woven into the fabric. I flick the dress and a plume of dust billowed choking me in the process. Alright I can't put this off forever, it is the middle of the week and I need to study. I take off my shirt, leaving my leggings and sports bra on as I toss it over my head. The metal slammed on my shoulders. I turned to look as myself in the mirror. For a second I thought my eyes were blue, weird. I don't think I could describe this if I tried, but I feel like I am about to wage war in this like. I have seen death and want revenge. I pull everything tight and fix the dress so everything falls into place and then I notice the crown. It is adorned with turquoise gems and sapphires. It fits so perfectly with the dress.

Finally, I get to go into the attic. This is so cryptic. Every step echoed as I went up the stairs. I can hear my heart in my ears. My mom was sitting at a makeshift table there are two metal chairs sitting across from each other with a wood crate in the middle. There were probably nine or so candles. The have been burning for a while. There is a thick scent of incense. Sitting atop the the crate was a large stone. It looks ancient. I go to touch it. "Don't!" My mother slapped my hand, " Sit down." She glared at me.

She stood up and proceeded to start pacing," As you know, out people are from an isolated group in South America. Our people would pray to silver gods for safety and hunting. We come from a long line of what we might call priests. It was found that the women in our family could produce a blue energy that the silver gods needed to thrive. Your Grandmother brought this with her when she left. When I turned fifteen she told me this story and that if I had any children I must repeat this for each of their days of coming of age. I was unfortunately not blessed, but she told me that this holds information going back thousands of years and that only the chosen can see. I have always wondered what this stone could possibly hold. Wenu, please touch the stone." She her eyes were teary, but glued solemnly on me. There was fear deep within my core, but also a yearning. I reached my right hand gently towards the stone and carressed the face in the center.

Its eyes began glowing a pale blue before a burst of light enveloped the room. I stood up in the shock and when I opened my eyes I found myself not in the attic anymore but a dark stone temple. There was a woman standing in front of me. She was much taller than me, but she is wearing the same dress as me although it fits more like a long shirt on her. Her cold blue eyes stared silently at me. She raised her gaze looking behind me pulling in a breath before speaking, "People of Aluhe, we won today not just because of the Silver Gods, but because we the people fuel their fire that keeps them alive. We have lived together in harmony since the day they first arrived. They fell from the sky full of fear with wounds that no medicine could heal, but our healers learned that day that our power is so much more than we had once thought. This day marks the beginning of my journey to raise a new generation of silver gods. Ones who will not perish when forgotten."

She turned her gaze towards dozens of rows of torches with metal faces that a crumbling, but surrounded by flowers. She turned back and this time I decided to look and I saw hundred of people, many covered in blood. That is not was surprised me, it was the metal beings that were three to four times taller than the humans.

... to be continued

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I fixed this pile of crap

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Sometimes there is beauty in the mundane

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I decided to draw my character, Leilani, in the Winx Club style

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Day 4 Inktober

I fixed it

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Inktober day 3. I'm on a nostalgia kick. So a Winx Club