"What are your guy's names?" I questioned while shifting my wings to be in a more comfortable position as the inside of his alt. mode isn't the biggest. If we are going to be riding together for as long until the bond snaps (they don't know about that yet and when it becomes time to tell them, I will), might as well know their names or something else to call them by.

"My designation is Barricade, the red sports car is Knockout, and the blue vehicle is Breakdown," Barricade introduces and changes lanes to speed past a slow semi. The other two follow closely behind and all three get back into the right-hand lane, all keeping their high rate of speed.

None of them have yet to tell me where are going and left me in the dark of everything. I was, of course, wary of them as they were Cons but in my weak state, all that could be done is to trust them. Barricade has been okay with so far, he hasn't really talked to me all that much and left me to gaze out the window to watch the land blow by.

"What's the real reason for taking me? Because I know Decepticons don't like humans at all. If you dare try to hurt me, you'll face the dangers of a true dragon," I threatened with a hiss to my words. A glare is sent to the console when he chuckles quietly to himself, not quite enough for me not to hear it. "You're trapping yourself in-," I was cut off by myself from a massive wave of pain spreading out from my chest.

Clutching the fabric of my shirt on my talons and curling my body in a ball, tears silently fall down my face. My body was shaking from how bad the pull was and is attempting to correct the invisible problem. This wasn't something it could easily fix, my prediction must work or my life will forever change, not for the greater good.

A warm, human hand grabbed my left hand and pulled it away from my chest. "Don't do that. What's the problem?" Barricade's voice didn't sound as mechanical from before. Glancing over to where the human hand was grabbing from, I freak out from the human reaching over with his large hand wrapped around my small wrist. "Oh calm down. This is a holoform; it's still me, Barricade."

The human did look slightly like Barricade in his bipedal form. He's wearing the normal attire for a police officer with badges on both sides of his biceps. Around his waist is a belt only holding two pairs of cuffs and nothing else. His eyes are a blood red and his hair is a dark brown, almost black looking with two stripes of the colors red and blue on his bangs.

Huffing out a puff of smoke and plowing in his direction, I yank my wrist out of his grasp. He holds on though and doesn't let me go. "What is the problem? You were about to tell me to frag off then you start acting like you're in pain. None of my scans show any injuries to your body," he stated, making sure to keep my wrist in his grasp.

"None of your damn business," I growled and turned away from him, even though he still is holding my left wrist. His grip tightened and he pulled me slightly in his direction, he is messing with me and that's not a good thing for both of us.

"Tell me now, you're riding with us and if there is something wrong, we need to know. We don't care if you like or not, you're part of our group now," Barricade declared. Growling lowly that a human would have trouble hearing it, I shifted to face him with a scowl on my face.

"I'm not going to be wi-," another massive wave of pain spread throughout my body while talking. I take a couple of moments to regain my posture and begun to speak with anger filling my voice. "I'm not going to be with a group of Cons. For all I know, you could be bringing me to your leader," I hiss, glaring with hatred in my eyes.

The holoform shook his head and released my wrist finally. There was a red mark where he was holding it with an iron grip and I use my other hand to rub it. "We aren't with the slagging Decepticons. We have defected from them and were making our escape when we met you. So calm down and cooperate with us. We can work together to get away from who we are each running away from," he offered with his eyes showing he was sincere.

Barricade and the others are my only chance of getting away from Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. It was like having a bag of gold drop in your lap in a time of need. By rejecting their help, there wouldn't be any other way of making to the other side of the earth in hopes of breaking the connection. For my prediction to either be proven right or wrong, I would have to accept their help.

Dipping my head lowly with my long bangs covering my eyes, I nod my head with much hesitancy. "I'll trust you for now but any wron-," once again, another massive wave of pain emitted from my chest. I take deep breaths to calm my senses down and my shaking hands. "Any wrong moves; it will be your last," I ended my sentence finally.

He nods his head to agree upon my rules. "Since you know our designation, what are you called by?" he questioned. I told him one of my greatest lies so far, my fake name called Midnight. It was best that could be thought of at the moment and it gladly fooled them or they are scanning everyone's identities of the planet, trying to find who the real me is. They'll never be able to find who I really am.

A short hum escapes his mouth and a look of confusion passed over his holoform face. "That is a strange name for a human unless that is an alias and you do not want us to know your true name. If I was you, I would choose a better and more human sounding name," he offered while keeping his gaze on the road in front of him.

Shrugging my shoulders and putting my hands in the leather seat below, I began to rake my claws across the fabric, not realizing I was doing that. "It was all that I could come up at the time and it was close to a nickname that I was called for most of my life. Gotta have it close so I recognize and not slip up to the Bots," I explained and gently leaned my head against the window.

His holoform shivers as if he was cold and his hands grip the wheel tighter. Instead of explaining his reason for his weird behavior, he perks up with his posture holding caution and he turns his gaze to look at me. "What do you mean Bots?" he questioned with his voice sounding dangerous.

Cursing quietly under my breath at my slip up, I sigh deeply and pinch the bridge of my nose. "I was with the Autobots but do to some... complications, I turned tail and ran. I'm no longer associated with them, or I'm at least trying to break away from them. It has been hard with me being connected to a special set of twins," I said the last part mostly to myself.

"'Connected to a special set of twins'? What do you mean by that? You're human, there's no way for you to have a bond. And who are the twins you are talking about," he questioned with irritation dripping into his voice, "And could you stop doing that with your claws!?" Listening to his request like a nice person would do, I cross my arms over my chest to keep myself from raking my claws on the leather seat.

By answering him, it would not be good for me, yet lying to him or his buddies would also not be good. The only thing that could be done it way out my options. I keep digging myself in the rabbit hole and it didn't help me I was inside of his alt. mode, giving him the chance to do whatever he wanted with me.

"If I knew how to break the damn connection, it's not a bond yet or that's what Ratchet has told me so far, I would. My lifestyle can't evolve others outside of family because everyone who is considered my friend dies. I don't want Sides to-," I was rudely interrupted by him yelling out Sideswipes name and hitting his damn breaks, hard. He pulls off to the right side, out the way of everyone else driving.

"You're bonded with the fragging Terror Twins. Oh, Primus, not something else needed to be added to our list of who we need to hide from," he groaned and not-so-gently rested his holoform on the steering wheel of his alt. mode. Rolling my eyes and sending a glare at the one throwing a hissy fit, I rub the heel of my hand against the middle of my chest as another wave of pain emitted from it.

He thinks he is having it bad, while I'm not going to say mines worst because, in everyone's own eyes, it could be the worse thing in their life or the best. "Well for your information, I'm trying to get away from them. I don't want them to get hurt because of me; the guilt would be too much. So if you help get far away enough for it to break off, you won't see me ever again in your life, okay?" I offered while holding my hand out for to shake.

His hand wraps around mine after he thought for a moment and we shake on it. "Fine but you have to tell me your real name for the agreement and payment," he told me while crossing his own arms over his chest. My eyes widen in shock but quickly turn into a glare point straight at the holoform to the left of me.

"Oh hell no, I won't agree on that. You have no right to know that and will never know it you pile of scrap metal. Why in the fucking world I ever tell you something like that?" I questioned with a snarl to my words. My name should never leave the mouth of anyone except my father, who has the right. Barricade, Knockout, and Breakdown do not have the right to know.

"It's a simple request and it's only your real name, what's the problem with that?" he threw back like it was nothing. He speeds up to the normal speed limit and merges back on the highway. His partners follow him on the road, closely behind us.

Choosing not to continue arguing with him as it would be useless, I shake my head with disapprovement and glancing out the window. The scenery hasn't changed much of the bare lands of Utah as we head east, away from the Autobots and the Decepticons. A way to gain our freedom back from those who took it.

Barricade continues his rain of questions, trying to get something out of me and acting like Bumblebee. He acted like a two-year-old playing with a toy, he was attempting to get underneath my scales, and it wasn't working. I'm use to this kind of annoyance, especially of annoying, little kids.

Finally, after some time of watching the land blow past by, sleep took me under its wing. Darkness overtook my vision and brought me to the middle of a dreamless land inside of my mind. The pain from my chest washed away the moment I fell asleep and it felt amazing to be free from the bond for the time being.

All of a sudden, a massive, twenty times worse than any time from before, wave of pain shot from my chest. Whatever it was had woken me from my peaceful sleep like state that held no dreams. It felt like if someone tore in my chest with a thorny hand, roughly grabbed my heart, and pulled it out. I bit my lip to prevent myself from screaming out my pain and draw blood from my lip in reaction.

The only thing that came to mind was a happy but sad thought:

The bond has broken.