A sign read 'Welcome to Indiana' on the side of the highway we are traveling on. We have been on the road for a little less than three hours and a half; it has been a boring riding inside of Barricades alt. with there being nothing to do. He won't allow me to fly and follow them or even scout out ahead to make sure we aren't driving into a trap but no, that's a bad idea.

My wings are getting cramps from the tightness of the back of the cop car and the inability to move them. Flipping on my back as another small cramp ran through my wing, I grab where the cramp is and begin to rub it out. "Barry, please. My wings are getting cramps from you not allowing me to fly and it hurts. I can scout ahead and check for any other Autobots," I begged with my voice sounding pathetic but if it works, it works.

Barricade begins to slow down and pull over to the side. "Fine but do not go out of our sight, okay?" he commanded. Nodding my head like ecstatic child and sitting up to get ready, I sprint out the moment his back passenger door opened. When I hopped out, my hands took most of the brunt of the 'fall' and I used that to propel me into the air.

Night was beginning to take over the sky and take the sun's position. The brighter stars of the night were peeking out of the midnight blue sky and the moon was a quarter up in the air. There weren't any winds or breezes to help carry me in the sky. My eyes scanned the area quickly to see what kind of biome we are in; trees and houses surrounded the area, giving me the impression we are near a city.

The sound of Knockout revving his engine caught my attention. Instead of Barricade leading this time, Knockout was given his place and pulled onto the highway once more. Sassy Red took off with great speed and passed every car on the calm highway as they were too slow in his opinion. He must want to test my speed against his and that was a challenge I took to the fullest extent.

Pumping my wings as hard as they would go, I'm almost launched like a rocket taking off. Knockout sees my form getting ahead of him and begins to speed up to catch up to me, he almost rear ended a driver in his way to get him out of the way.

We continue our race for a while until my wings were getting tired. I slow down my wing beats to hover in the air and descended leisurely to ground next to Knockouts still form. My talons touch down on the ground and the red sports car rolled down his driver side window. I place my lower arms on the window sill and leaned my head inside of the vehicle. "Good race. I needed someone to match my speed and wear out my wound up energy," I panted with a small smile on my face.

"Same to you. Next time on the track, I won't be so easy on you," he declared. Dipping my head and releasing a small laugh, I lean back out and made my way towards Barricade except Breakdown stopped me. He opened his passenger side door for me to hop in his large alt. mode and I did.

He closes the door behind me and the seatbelt slithers over my chest to click in the thing on the side of the seats. "You seemed cramped in Cades alt. mode and since I have a bigger alt. mode then him and Knocky, you can ride with me," he offered with his voice coming from the speakers.

"Thanks, I'll take you up on that offer," I thanked him and almost jump out of my seat when his holoform appeared almost out of nowhere. He apologized before using his holoform to control himself (weirdest sentence I have ever thought of in my life) and followed Knockout back on the highway.

The only noise on the vehicle was the sound of his tires on the highway going at a high speed and the radio playing some good country. Country is second for my favorite kind of music as seventies and eighties rock is number one. One of the wishes on my bucket list is to go see Gun's n' Roses in concert before death takes my life away.

Fatigue was catching up after using up most of my energy to fly almost my fastest speed for multiple minutes. Unbuckling the seat belt and climbing in the back of his alt. mode (it's literally a wagon to carry multiple suspects of a crime), I lay down where your feet would go and place my wings, each one on each side, on the seats.

"By the time you wake up, we'll be resting ourselves somewhere hopefully safe from the Autobots," Breakdown commented from the cabin of his alt. mode. I gave off a small hum to tell him I heard him and let sleep take over my slightly tired body. My mind was the most tired out of the two by a long shot.

Mother took me to meet her new boyfriend and already off bat, I didn't like this Cyrus. He held a scary tone to his body and his eyes weren't normal like a humans should look like. His eyes looked to be of a cat or hawk with the silts and they dilate even more when he looked at me.

Cyrus laid his hand on my shoulder and pulled me away from my mother. He encircles his arms around me in hug that wasn't wanted and squished the breath out of me. I squirm to get him to let me out of his weird hug, he does and steps back with a creepy smile on his lips.

He turns to look my mother in the eye and changed the smile from creepy to honeyed. "I'm glad you left that douche bag finally, I wish you got the other kid though. If she doesn't make it through the first challenge, that's all that we have," Cyrus began to talk to Mother about something out of order.

The brown haired women shook her head solemnly. "I know but at least I got her. She is brighter than the boy, well with her common sense not her actual smarts. It will help her well and I have good faith in her she'll do well in the arena," she commented with a hint of pride in her voice. 'What does she mean by arena? And she called me smart kind of, that's the nicest thing she has ever said about me'.

She gazes at me once more with a disgusted look upon her face. "Let's talk some more, not with her around though. She is annoying with her questions and never shuts up, even when I put soap down her fucking throat," she scoffed Cyrus. The smile returned to his face and he muttered 'curious' under his breath.

"That will help her. Anyway, getting off track there for a moment," he turns to one the guards stationed by the front doors on the inside, "take our new guest to her new cell. Make sure to tell Marvin she's here," he ordered with voice turning cold. The guard reacted quickly and grabbed my arm roughly.

Said guard lead me down the hall without giving me a chance to say goodbye to my mother. I could get an okay glance at him and see he has an AR or AK strapped crossed his chest, which was all that was needed for me to listen to the guard. All I can do is follow the guard as he literally drags to where Cyrus ordered him to take me. We make to where we are needed and pushed me into a small, cold room.

Glancing all around me in fear of the unknown of where he has placed, my breath begins to get deeper from the fright of being in a small room. My first reaction was to go up to the door and bang my fists against it, attempting to get someone's attention to let me out of here. No one comes to save me and I plop my butt down on the cool concrete with tears streaming down my face.

Taking a good look of the place of my wrongful imprisonment, I take note of what everything is. There is a cot off to the left of the door and in front of said door is a metal tube that is connected to the other wall across from my position. Next to the tube is what seemed to be a toilet which is dirt with vomit that wasn't cleaned up from the last person having an upset stomach.

The cell is a dull grey like the outside color of the build with many scratches from a cat? It was too thick for it to be a cat and it didn't make sense in the first place. The scratches on the wall are from humans and that sent a shiver down my spine. Why would a person scratch at the wall, it wasn't to count the days they are here because it was too erratic and all over the place.

Ignoring the scratches and closing my eyes in hopes of stopping the tears streaming down my face, I take in deep breaths to help calm myself down. It worked, my unsteady beating heart went back to normal and my tears dried up. I sniffle up my snot back into my nose and wiped whatever didn't go back with the back of my hand.

All I wanted was Daddio, he would protect me from the monster my mother is.

Snapping my eyes open and scrambling to get on my feet, I franticly scan the area for any danger. Nothing came up and my eyes spot Barricade, Knockout, and Breakdown in their alt. modes, most likely recharging or resting. I shake my head to get the flashback out of mind and tip-toed over to the small, wooden human door.

Right as I open the door, it creaks the loudest creak ever known to the universe. I cringe at both the large creak and noises of all three ex-Cons transforming behind me. Turning around to face them and with an expression saying sorry across my face, I push both of my lips together and keep my gaze down at the floor. "Uh, sorry, uh, that was my fault. Everything's alright here, nothing to worry about," I apologize and turn my head to the side. "Fuck you door," I whispered under my breath to the door and returned my gaze to the ground in front of the bots ready to smash whatever is in their way.

"Did you just talk to the door?" Knockout wondered with confusion in his voice. Gazing up to him with my lips still pressed together, I nodded my head with a bounce to answer his questioned. "Are you alright? Wait, were you about to leave?" he insisted.

"Yeah," I answered and in returned got wide-optic, fear written expressions from Knockout and Breakdown. Barricade held more anger in his expression and stepped forward, about to express his feelings about me leaving. I stop him though, "wait, wait, wait, I wasn't leaving forever, I was only leaving for a flight and scout around the area. I wanna see where we are is safe for the time being."

Everyone's expression changed to relieved and their frames relaxed from them being so tense. Were they so worried about me leaving them? Why though? They shouldn't be caring about me; they know the moment they are in a safe place and can take care of themselves, I'll be leaving to never be seen again. Out of sight, out of mind.

Barricade stepped back and stood next to his fellow ex-Cons. "Okay, sorry, we thought you might go and leave us or go and talk to one of the Autobots. Knockout thinks you're still with the Autobots or at least making contact with them. We all have that idea in mind," 'Cade explained and glanced at his buddies next to him.

Shrugging my shoulders and pushing away his words with my hand, I smile kindly to them. "It's okay. It's good though you guys act with vagilance and not falling for everyone that is in need or helping you. It's up to you if you believe my words or not but all I can say, I'm no longer with them and I want to get away from them," I calmly spoke. 'Cade nodded his helm and turned away from the group.

"I don't know when I'll be back but please be careful and watch out for anything that moves. See you guys later." With that, I padded outside through the door that caused the entire situation in the first place. My wings unfurl as my feet began to pick up speed and they catch the oncoming wind. I soar high in the air and had a little fun with the new energy in my system.

My left wing pulls in and causes my body to fall left. Heading in a nosedive towards the ground while in a barrel roll, I unfurl my wings once more to catch the air before my body could make contact with the ground.

Not wanting to use up too much energy, I straighten out and head west for my scouting mission. I was in need of some more supplies from a store as my last basket was sadly left behind. All that is needed is what was in the last things I stole. This is getting a little out of hand, especially these stealing. I wish I didn't have to do it but it was the only way for me to survive in the world.

The flight to a somewhat nearby store was longer then wanted to be as a dangerous vibe hung in the air. Something was about to go down, yet I didn't know where or who it would be with and that's what scared me the most. The who could be Jasper getting ready to attack and attempt to capture me once more.

Stealing all that was needed (including ponytail holders) and getting out of there quickly, I soar into the air with great speed. My wings take me close to my fastest speed and away from the store. The feeling didn't leave and only grew the closer I got to our new hideout.

Part of one of the walls has a hole in it like a bot smashed through it. But where the broken wood lid didn't give me that idea; the wood is mostly in the inside of the barn like someone was thrown through. My first thought was they left me yet with the evidence in front of me, it didn't seem like it.

A blue liquid pooled on the ground in splotches around the area and the ground was disrupted, as if someone or bot was kicking at the ground. Closing my eyes and taking a huge breath in of all the scents around here, I pick more pronounce and familiar scents. Ironhide, Hound, Jazz, and Bumblebee were here too, about five hours ago.

The four Autobots must have taken the three ex-Cons back to their base. They might kill them or they might be safe from the Decepticons, but it was a fifty-fifty chance of my thoughts. It was too risky to let them be alone with the Bots without anyone on their side and I promised them to get them somewhere safe, this might be my chance.

Dropping the basket as it was no longer needed; I began my quest back to the Autobot base. Hopefully I can get there in time or they'll be deep trouble without my help.