Lennox has given me permission to stake out a hideout in the forest that surrounds the base. If he didn't give me permission, I would have done it in the first place. By asking him, I was trying to be a little nice though not a lot of effort will be used for any other time.

The reason I asked to be able to leave the base is there are way too many people here. It over stimulates my senses and has been giving me headaches galore. My mind can't assess who is a threat or not and didn't help with the headaches pop up every time I take a sniff at the air.

There is a 'boundary' for me and I can't be fifty feet from the fence that surrounds the base. Fifty feet is all they gave me and my sense of smell could still easily pick up the odors of them. Well, I don't follow by the rules and went further out, until the odors could be ignored if I wanted to.

Boss bot and his little hissy bossy human could suck it. You don't, won't, and can't control me on any level. Charms won't work, begging won't work though it would be funny to see, and negotiating can't help you there.

Gliding over the tree tops of Colville, Washington, I scan the area to find anything worth my time. Maybe pick a fight with a bear or hunt down a moose or deer for the fun it. With them keeping me near so I don't go spilling the beans about their alien robot friends, there isn't much to do around. Or even scare the shit out of a hunter, they are funny to scare.

Mister hissy bossy human wants me to check every five hours. Unless its night to make sure I haven't made off with any information. How stupid are these humans? I will play by their rules for awhile but after then, they will never see me again. A grain of salt to wind.

Glancing at the sun and its position to tell the time, it has been over five hours since the last check in. Turning to the left in the direction of the base, I flew a leisurely pace since I wasn't in a hurry to get back. Great mister is going to have a hissy fit and will try to lock me up for being a bad girl. He did threaten me with that earlier in the day if I didn't come back by the time he gave me.

The base came into view and the odors of the many soldiers grew stronger. It made my headache grow stronger too and it wasn't a pleasant feeling inside of your head.

From my height in the air, my caught the sight of Optimus Prime talking with another bot that I remember from the battle. He was the one with the black paint job and who was dumb enough to point his cannons at me. Why is every race in the universe stupid enough to mess with the most dangerous being ever to live?

Flying up to the huge alien robot who is the leader of the other alien bots around here, he turns to me with a kind smile gracing his metal lips. Trigger Happy next to him also turned to look at me; his cannons on his arms whirled almost silently. He was prepared to shoot me if I dare attack him or his precious leader.

"Miss Midnight, Lennox is looking for you. You are late to the check in," he scolded me like a child who got in trouble. He fucking scolded me like a fucking child, he ain't my father.

"I have told you before to call me Midnight, not this bullshit Miss Midnight," I hissed dangerously so he could learn not to call me by that name, "I don't care if the human keels over and dies, that would most likely help my case. Also does it look like I have a watch on me or can easily tell time?" I can tell time by the sun but that method hasn't been used by me in awhile.

Trigger Happy doesn't like what I said and his cannons whirled louder and more 'threatening'. All he could scare is a fucking goldfish. If he thinks whirling his oh-so-cool cannons is going to scare me into submission, he better think twice about that.

"Ironhide stand down," Optimus orders his team mate. He turns back to face me with another disappointed expression across his face. "Mis-, I mean, Midnight, do not threaten Lennox. If you do that again, there will be dire consequences for your actions." I couldn't stop the laugh from escaping my mouth and it almost resulting in me plummeting to the ground. They both glance at me with caution and confusion written all over their faces.

It took a few seconds to calm down my laughing before I could speak to them again. I let a serious expression take over my face to show my seriousness of what's about to be said. "I never threatened your human friend. I said 'I don't care if the human keels over and dies.' That isn't a threat, I just don't care.

"Do not accuse me of something that I didn't do and find out the facts first. Also do NOT threaten me because it will not end will. That is a threat." A glare was set at the two the aliens in front of me.

"MIDNIGHT! Get your ass over here!" Williams's voice rang out over the entire base; he must have used his loudest voice. Rolling my eyes at his choice of words, I turn to the direction his voice was heard. He was stomping his feet like an angered child not getting what he wanted as he made his way over here.

A small spark of anger spiked up inside of me at the tone of voice and choice of words. He was talking to me with disrespect. You don't disrespect me or I'll be the last thing you will see.

Baring my fangs and releasing a low growl to tell him to back off, I lower myself until my clawed feet touched the ground. He marched all the way until he was three feet from me with a glare that would scare himself shitless. Me on the other hand, gave him a blank look to show I'm not affected by his 'glare'.

"You've seen me, now I leave, I'll be asleep by the next 'check in'," I declared before taking off into the air and leaving in the direction of north to continue heading in the thicker brush. That was my plan before William called out to me and stopped my journey north.

"Don't you want to meet the other bots?" he questioned. Giving him a quick 'no', I continue going north and to get the smell of way too many humans out of my senses.

Time Skip: Four days

While doing my normal 'check in' with Boss bot and Mister Hissy Bossy human, Ratchet announced my presences is needed at the Med. Bay. Now what does the Doc need from me? Fucking hell, why does everyone need to mess with me, haven't they learned their lesson yet?

The door to the Med. Bay is wide open, allowing any passing human or bot to visit him. Though they have learned not to, special the two bots called the Terror Twins. Their names both begin with the letter S but my mind couldn't recall if anyone actually said their names.

Ratchet greets me quickly and wants me to sit down on one of his table. Still weary of him and his actions, I don't do what he asks me to do. Instead, I was about to leave his Med. Bay but the hanger door closes so there isn't any exit for me to leave. That what worried me.

"Midnight, I need to change the bandages on your forearm. You don't want them to get infected," He argued and kept the hanger door closed, he stood in front of it. If the three wounds do get infected, it won't matter because there isn't a way for me to die from it.

"No," I growled deeply. He didn't have my trust for him to get near me. He did take care of me the first time I made it here but the trust was over since the time passed. The minuscule trust that was given to Ratchet was long gone by the time I left the Med. Bay the first time.

He sighs with frustration and grips the bridge of his nose. He gives me a pleading look, "I will open this door once you allow me to change and check your bandages." A negotiation?

About to answer him with a chilling answer, the door for the humans opens up and that was my chance to leave. Leaning backwards into a backwards dive to get close to the ground, I level myself out before hitting the ground and zooming towards the door.

The human Lennox was standing in the door way and blocking the exit of my escape. I ran straight into him to knock him out of the way which didn't work the way it was planned. Taking off into the air to leave the ground behind, he held onto my tail and left leg. He was messing up my balance and could take us both back down to the ground, the hard way.

Shaking my leg to get rid of him, I hiss at him. "Let go! You're going to drag us both down." The human only shook his head and gripped hard onto the limbs in his grasp harder. Glancing down at how far we are, I didn't blame him for not letting go. We were about a hundred feet in the air and a human landing on concrete from that height would most definitely die on impact.

Not wanting the entire government on my tail or at least Trigger Happy with his cannons trying to kill me too, I gently lower our altitude. Once both of our feet hit the ground, I shake my leg and tail out of his grasp.

"Do not ever do that again, got it!" I growled. I wasn't worried about his well being but mostly mine because his stupid mistake would cost me my life or freedom. He, instead of walking away like a smart human would after what just happened, grabbed my wrist without the cast and tried to drag me to the Med. bay.

"What are you doing?" I questioned with a slightly hiss of annoyance in my voice. His grip only tightened and he put all his weight into pulling me towards the Med. Bay.

"Ratchets going to weld my ass to his ceiling if I let you go. It is my fault for opening the door and letting you go," he explains his side of reasoning. "I know Ratchet is scary and all but he's doctor and won't hurt you." It wasn't that I was afraid of his behavior but of his job. He could have some kind of sedative, strong enough to knock me out cold. Then he could do whatever his mind wants to figure out what makes me tick.

The thoughts scared me and fear drove me from that moment on. I won't be experiment on again! I use my casted hand to grab the closest arm to me and tear away his grip. By doing that, my claws raked across his forearm and creating five deep gashes along his arm. He gladly lets go to get away from the thing that hurt him and I took that as my chance to escape.

Turning around and running away from him as fast my legs would take me, my wings catch the incoming air and I was air born. My direction of flight is heading northeast as it was the direction that I took off at.

Worry bubbled inside of me at the thought of them coming after of me. There is no doubt in my mind they will track me down to avenge their friend. Hopefully William will be able to get to Ratchet and gave his arm fixed before he bleeds out. Fuck! If he dies I'll be joining him too. Should have left the first chance that was given to me.

The breeze in the air helps me stay air born and not use as much energy to reach somewhere safe to stay. Maybe I'll go back so they know I didn't run off. Maybe William will tell them it was his fault for scaring me and making me claw him. Didn't he know not to mess with me by the first look he got?