(An::T-T It is with great pride that I finally present you all with Chapter 13. Check out the song to the side I was watching this new anime (new to me anyway) called Amnesia with my cousin. I thought it kind of fit the story. Tell me what you think! And as for the lateness my mother has decided we are remodeling our house and this being said I have been without internet and such for everything aside from my phone for almost a week, then she decides we’re gonna have my family over! And seeing as I didn’t realize the gathering would be held in my room and I haven’t cleaned my room since the beginning of the school year -_-“don’t judge I have been other wise occupada. Then we went to Virginia and then we had a family reunion so: b. Anyway danke for all the help and support special thanks to Narutardtoheart, Crazy-_murder9, transformer_vocaloid, ambergalway, Toritooley, aprilmarie2, Pumpkincat, DragonNinja my Rp buddy ,Saigelet_23, VictoiraTooley, Patchworkangel, optimusprime2213, TransformerDino, direction342, murds99, ,Shayma98,Jackiejellybean,Frostydogz, Rinzler863,moonriver and special super duper thanks to KiraLJones my hetalia bud, dfw123456, and crioslash_prime for all the help they offered in helping me get this chapter done. Love you guys and I hope you enjoy this chapter and please leave a comment, like or pm me and please if your name is mentioned above if you have changed names or accounts please let me know so your still included in the list above. Thank you enjoy oh and sorry if it’s bad TnT I haven’t been able to do much of anything for months so I outta ze practice. As usual no own Transformers belongs to Hasbro, and you guys know who Saigelet_23’s characters are right? Ja ok! anyway enjoy love you peace out!

Ch13

Quote:: "In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.”-Edgar Allen Poe

(OP pov)

 “Where is she?”  I asked no one in particular as I paced around my berth room. Neither Knockout nor Annabeth had returned to the nemesis and I was starting to worry. Perhaps they had run into traffic. There has to be some rational reason for the youngling to be two hours late. Nothing bad has happened it’s probably just the rain. Knockout wouldn’t risk his paint job in weather like this I’m sure. But surely she would have at least messaged me telling me they would be late. Right? If she was ok she would have at least said something right?

“Crack!”  I listened as the storm continued to crack and rumble and felt my spark clench in fear. What if Knockout forgot to go pick her up and she’s out in this weather?

After a few more clicks of thinking of maybe the worst possible scenarios my processor could conjure, I found my pedes carrying me to the med bay faster than someone of my size looked to be able to manage. As I walked into med bay I saw that no one was there. ‘Where are they?!’ I was starting to panic now. I didn’t want to disobey orders but I couldn’t let the Autobots hurt her! Annabeth had grown dear to me in the short time I had known her. I know I don’t know much about her past and neither does she, but I can’t help but feel we’ve met before. But for the life of me I can’t think of where or how, but that hardly matters now. I have to find her and there’s only one way to do that I have to leave the Nemesis and locate her myself.

 (AB pov)

Ok so I’m officially lost. I’ve been wandering around for hours, the rain is coming down in sheets, my glasses are malfunctioning due to the rain, and to top it off I can hear the thunder rumbling in the distance. I have to get out of the rain but there isn’t anywhere to go. Keeping my jacket pulled close to keep the rain and cold air at bay I kept walking there was much else I could do. It did little to nothing to keep the chill from running down my spine, but having learned early on in my exile that cold is death it was better than nothing.

Just thinking about the cold reminds me of home. There if one does not keep their body temperature to an average level the cold will seep into your very bones until they shatter. This being said I knew I had to get someplace where the rain could not. A cave would be preferable, but the likelihood of finding such a place in these conditions are little to none. My best chance is to huddle down next to a tree and wait for the rain to stop. I just hope my glasses haven’t blown a circuit. If they have I am doomed. I’m no where close to a place that sells parts nor do I have viable currency to exchange for the necessary pieces. I doubt they will trade food for such things in this place. All the people here are far wealthier than any I have ever seen or met in my life.

They are fortunate to be free and live as they do. It’s sad they don’t realize it. Never in my life have I seen someone throw food away. It is strange to me. I know people who would do anything to get even the bread off a sandwich to feed their families. And here they toss it out as though it were a commodity, but I suppose here it is. I am simply unused to the customs of this world as of yet. Either way I look at it, it is not my place to judge another’s actions I am no better then they. Where I’m from I am seen as a thief and vigilante. Where as here I am seen as a mute, quiet and unseen.

 Not to say I am ungrateful for the change, but I miss my home. I do not feel safe amongst all these…. What is a word I could use to describe it?....Things? All these people surrounded by metal buildings and machines. The machines and buildings do not bother me as much as the people do however. I am not used to having such close interactions with the public on a daily basis it’s unnatural.  I do not know why I feel this way, but I suppose if I had to I could amount all of these feeling to two simple factors. They would have to be accounted to the fact I have never lived in a place where people do not live in fear and as strange as it may seem I miss my home. Or perhaps it is more accurate to say I miss being needed. I have always been a protector and now there’s no one to protect. Instead I’m the one being protected. I feel as though I’m useless and as these dreams, visions, or whatever they are persist! I feel as though that somewhere, some how someone or something is calling me, but I don’t who or why? Am I going mad?

Something wet fell from the sky and landed in my eye bringing me once again out of my inner most thoughts. I rubbed the rain water from my eye and began walking. ‘Why do I always have these thoughts when it’s raining?’ I asked myself and sighed in pure frustration at myself as I began to pick up my pace trying to set myself to task. On the outside I keep a calm continence but on the inside I was seething. Since coming here I have found that my senses have been slipping. Which I can only assume is because of this false sense of security instilled in me by not being chased or hunted for the past few days. Why is this happening to me? First I lose all of my memories and my voice, now I’m losing what has kept me alive for the past few months. What have I done to deserve this? Is it a test?….. ‘God I know you are almighty and all knowing but please tell me what have I done to deserve this? Please give me something anything at all. Just give me something to hold onto. I can not take much more. I have had too much time to think and each thought is more unsettling than the last. Please if you can hear me tell me what I am to do. These dreams have rocked me to my core and I can no longer see the light at the end. I am no longer fighting for a viable purpose that I believe in…. Here I feel as though I am simply a tool to be discarded when my usefulness has run out. Why do I feel this way? The Decepticon cause is worth fighting for is it not? I mean I’m doing the right thing right? I understand that you only give the toughest battles to your toughest soldiers but I am breaking and nothing is putting me back together. I don’t know what I’m doing anymore’. Pausing I lifted my gaze to the crying heavens feeling my own unshed tears well in my eyes as I asked the one question that had been plaguing my thoughts since I found that portal to this strange place. ‘Why me?’

“Crack! Rumble rumble” was the only response I received. Despite myself I pushed my legs onward though all I wanted was to lie down and cry.

The rain continued to fall just as I felt myself reaching the end of my endurance. Just when I thought I was done the first of the tree came into my view calming my nerves almost instantly. The trees are a place of warmth and safety that have no measure and will serve my purpose nicely. Smiling I made my way to the tree line as fast as my frozen limbs would carry me. ‘Perhaps there is one with an open trunk I can use to get out of the rain’ I thought as I made my way into the embrace of the wood. Looking from left to right I began searching for a suitable place to seek refuge from the storm all the while scenes of another time playing before my eyes. Instead of the dark wood that surrounded me now I was in a bright green forest with birds singing in the trees. I felt as though at this time I was looking for something, but what it was I had no idea.

“Hey….over here!” called a small voice “Come on Swester we have to hide before Larence finishes counting”. It was soft. Close to a whisper. To soft discern whom it could belong too, but it sounded young. I’m sure it belonged to the same girl I see in my dreams but who’s Larence? And what’s a swester? “Remember we can’t hide to hard or little bruder will get upset I’ll go see what I can find you keep looking over here ok?”  As silly as it sounds I did as the voice said I mean I had to find a tree anyway right? Why not play along?

I continued looking for a suitable tree until I heard the voice again “Hey over here! I found one!”  Looking around I was not surprised to see no one around. I am getting used to these ‘memory spells’. They happen so often now I am sad to say I have become accustom to these shifts in reality. ‘What is wrong with me?’ I asked myself as I began inspecting a tree to see if it was suitable to stay in for the night. “Not there silly~” It teased with a giggle “I’m over here~”. Following the voice I went deeper into the wood until I came to a large oak tree with a large opening similar to a cove cut into it, but it was completely natural. ‘How odd’ I thought as I climbed into the a cove.

“Big swestewes weady or not hewe I come! You bettew not have cwimbed a twee again!” called the voice of a small boy

“Hurry up Swester before he sees us!” urged the other voice. With a slight smile I   removed my bag from my back and took a quick look to ensure no spiders, bugs, or other animals were inhabiting the space. ‘I guess I know who the little boy I saw when I looked at Raf is now’.

(Op pov)

Getting off the Nemesis was surprisingly simple. The Vehicons are far more simple minded than I previously anticipated. I snuck past them with little to no difficulty at all despite my size and activated a ground bridge without being noticed. I was rather pleased with my success but I did not let my helm grow any from the small victory I had a job yet to do. I have to find the youngling and possibly get her back from the Autobots. I pray it does not come to that I am unsure of whether or not I am capable of beating them alone. However I am sure I can out smart them if it came down to it.

Transforming into my vehicle form I began the long drive to Annabeth’s school or at least where this strange earth device called ‘Google maps’ says it is. As for if this information is actually accurate I do not know. Primus help me if it isn’t I have no idea what any of these signs mean. Aside from the octagon shaped ones that have actual directions on them those are most helpful.

“weewhoo weewhoo” sounded a vehicle that surprisingly reminded me of Prowl.

“Pull over!” called a voice from within the vehicle. Doing as it asked I pulled over to the side of the road and a human clad in a blue uniform opened the driver side door and got out with a note book in his hand and walked up and knocked on my window. I rolled down the window as the human began writing.

“Is there a problem?” I asked unsure of what I had done wrong.

“You were speeding” answered the officer curtly without looking up “license and registration please?”

“Uh…what?” I asked thoroughly confused.  

“License and registration.” He repeated irritation dripping from his tongue.

“I understand but what are those?” I asked

“You must be kidding me!” he scoffed looking up his voice quickly dying in his throat after looking into the cab of my vehicle form. “Haha very funny now where are ya! Ya little punk?!”

“I’m sorry but what?” I asked even more confused as the man seemed to pale and back away laughing nervously.

“Right sorry to bother you. Have a good day sir” he said retreating to his vehicle and driving away.

“What a strange human” I thought as I began to drive again and the rain set in.

( Don’t ask I it’s like 2 am TnT  I tend to make less sense as the day wears on anyway  I hope you enjoyed it though. Peace love joy and comment God Bless tell me what you think and sorry for ocish tendencies and lateness been without internet for a while)