Snow covered the road that we are traveling on, making it hard for me to get any kind of traction on the road. A few times the snow had been scraped away from the snow plowers and ice was underneath. Those times I hated it the worse, we had almost crashed into a tree and Sunstreaker yelled at me to get things under control.

This wasn't fun on any level as the slowest driver in the world was going fifteen miles per hour. A hill was coming up and it's snowing even more as we get closer to the Canadian border. The driver needs to gain more speed if they want to get up the hill for me, I need a bunch more speed to make it up the hill. Getting on the other side of traffic and quickly passing the slowpoke, we are continuing our way forward.

People don't make sense, some have common sense like me but others don't. Common sense isn't a gift but a curse because we have to live in a world that ninety-nine percent of people don't have it. It's like the person in front of me, its terrible conditions and he's riding the person in front of him ass.

The person in the '67 black Chevy Impala is forced to speed ten miles over the speed limit, the actually speed limit is sixty and that isn't enough for the stupid blue Ford Raptor. It's a cool looking truck but that doesn't give him the right to right the poor Impala and the other side of traffic was too heavy for him to pass the Impala.

A black and white cop care passed us and I wish for him to see Blue Raptor speeding and riding the Impalas ass. My wish was answered as the sound of sirens begun and in the mirrors I could see the blue and red lights. Slowing down greatly and pulling over for the copper to pass me, I speed back up to the speed limit.

We passed the pulled over Raptor and mentally I flipped him off. Also keeping a mental image of the truck so when we get into town and cops are scanning license plates that they match to the blue Raptor.

When the lane split into two and gave enough room for a car to pass, I speed up to pass the Impala. Glancing inside of the vehicle, I see two males in the front seat jamming out to some old rock. They looked to be brothers and a smile spread across my face, it's good to see brothers still hanging out at older ages and having fun.

They honked at us (not in a mean way, playful kind of way) and it scared the shit out of me. It wasn't any normal horn on a car, it was a fucking train horn or that's what it sounded like. Sunstreaker also jumped on his axels; I could feel it on the flatbed. Honking my own horn at them (it wasn't nearly as loud); we speed by and pulled in front of them to continue our way between north and northwest.

Something in the air had shifted to bad vibe. A black armored SUV pulled up behind us and followed to close for my liking on the highway. The windows were too tinted to see who is on the inside and my suspicion of the vehicle grew. The helicopter didn't help and I speed up to get away from the both of them, they only speed up after me.

Fear was driving now and I took turns to get them off of me, nothing worked and more vehicles followed us. Growling my engine deeply, I speed up and took this corner dangerously fast. My wheels drift carefully over the ice and the flatbed did alright with me. Sunstreaker most likely didn't know what is going on and was trying to figure it out. I on the other hand was trying run from them. Don't let them catch you. Run, run as far as your legs/wheels can take you.

One road didn't take me somewhere and ended in the middle of a valley where no roads could lead me. Letting the fear control me, I shift back into my normal for without any clothes to wear. Not caring if my nudity was seen by them or Sunstreaker, I don't let the pain of the shift distract me as I settle into a crouch position to attack them.

The moment they exited their vehicles, they opened fire on me. Acting on pure instinct and terror, I dodge as many of the bullets as possible while controlling the water from the water bottle to make a barrier in front of me. Freezing the water and forming them into ice shards, I force the ice shards to steer towards them and head straight for their heads.

They didn't enough time to react and the ice pierced each of their heads, killing all of them. They drop down to the group and collapse with their eyes blanking of the life they were just filled with.

My breath is deep and heavy from the fast movement I just preformed. My hands are shaking terribly as the thoughts of being captured again appeared in my mind. Falling to my knees and gripping my head, my claws digging in my head and drawing blood from where my claws pierced my head. The only word that dripped from my mouth is 'no', over and over and over trying my best to convince myself they aren't going to get me.

A sudden noise behind me scared me into a standing position and claws out, ready to attack whatever stood in my way. Sunstreaker had transformed into his bipedal form and seemed to be attempting to make his way over to me. Still on high alert for anything that made movement in any way, I almost attack Sunstreaker from him moving towards me.

It took awhile for my over reactant senses to calm down and Sunstreaker spoke up. "What in the frag was that? And who were those people?" Taking a deep breath to get a full control over myself, I don't answer him. He doesn't need or have the right to know about my dangerous past.

Motioning with my hand for him to follow me, he gladly followed me back to the main part of the road without complaining. Letting my body shift painful back into a different vehicle (the blue raptor from earlier), I allow Sunshine to crawl back on and transform into his alt. mode. I wish for this to soon end or this would not end out well, for the both of us.

The cold bit at my tires and frost hung off my frame. To say the least, it is cold in wherever we are. The car in front of me is kicking up snow and other particles up at me, making the trip even worst then it already is. I want to be back with Sideswipe and Ratchets bickering about everyone on the base.

Sadness flooded my emotions at the thought and maybe never being able to see my newly made friends again. This was the first time in a long time I have trusted someone and stayed with them for this long. If I really wanted to leave without them ever finding me again, I could do it. They would give chase but most likely give up after away, they always do unless you are part of them.

My stomach/gas tank rumbled for food from the usage of the energy. By traveling for a long time without sleep and shapeshifting twice into bigger objects. Being forced to stay in those shapes for a long time wasn't helping either. I told Sunstreaker this and he agreed that he also needs some fossil fuels (gasoline to replace the lost energon) to fill his tanks again.

Off the highway, my eyes caught sight of a small gas station off to the left and I took the exit needed. Instead of pulling up to the station as the blue Raptor, I shapeshift back into my normal form, relived of the pressure being released. Sunstreaker revved his engine in question and flashed his lights at my naked form.

"Could you give me my clothes please?" I questioned. Earlier I had requested for him to onto my clothes so I don't lose them and he gladly accepted with not complaining one bit. His passenger butterfly door opens and I rush to the side to grab the clothes and quickly slip them on.

His butterfly door was still open and spoke to him while it was still open. "Also you'll need to pull up to a pump station." The passenger door folded down back into place and I thought for a moment he was going to tell me to fuck off. Instead, his driver butterfly door folded up and invited me sit inside his alt. mode.

Not wasting a second, I rush over to the other side of his alt. mode and gently sat my butt down on his clean seats. The door closes behind, making a soft clicking noise, me. "Don't touch anything or I will squish," he threats and he merges his way back on the road, going towards the gas station.

Before we could get too far, I speak up to ask him a question. "Can you hack into the gas pump station so we can get some fuel for you?" His gives me short 'yes' and keeping him mouth shut for the rest of the ride.

He pulls up to the nearest open station and opens his door to let me out. Right before getting out, I shift my shape to look like a normal human. I slide out and stand in front of the console, waiting for him to do his thing. "Hurry up or they're going to get suspicious of us," I growl out and his engine in retaliation. A second later the words 'approved' appeared on the screen and I grab the gas nozzle.

Opening up flap that covers the cap and unscrewing the cap, I put the nozzle in the hole and held down the gas lever. It clicks into place where it doesn't need to be help down any more and I stroll over to the store. Walking into the store and grabbing a basket to store the needed supplies.

My eyes caught sight of a man whose eyes locked onto me as I entered the building. His eyes held lust and he made his way over towards me. Not paying any kind of attention to him, I quick place the needed supplies in the basket and was making my way to the door.

The idiotic man decided to stop by placing his hand on my shoulder and spin me around to face him. "Where are you thinking you are going sweet cheeks?" Using my non dominant hand to grab his wrist and twist it away, I hiss lowly in his ear.

"Try to ever touch me again; it will not result in good things for you." Releasing his hand after digging my claws into his wrist to get my point across, I storm out of the building with the basket in my left hand. If this was a cartoon, there would be steam pouring from my ears. Men think they can prowl on young women like us, even though I'm twenty, he still went after me. Should have killed him, he would have earned it.

Rushing to Sunstreaker's alt. mode (he was revving his engine to get mine and others attention), I take out the nozzle, not caring to put it back in where it rests. I not-so-gently hop in his open door and shout at him to go, even though there wasn't anyone following us.

Sunstreaker listens to my order and peels out of there. He continues onto the highway until his engine was making weird noises and he was groaning from pain. "Pull over." He redundantly follows my order and pulls over to the side of the highway.

We switch positions and we were back on the road.