It was the most painful and tormenting moment in my entire lifetimes by five, it was that bad. Barricade didn't know what to do with my shaking and trembling body. His holoform held my left wrist from clawing at my chest while the seat belt held my right wrist.

All I wanted to do at that moment was tear out my own heart to end this entire this. Kill me, end my fucking life and let me leave this horrible world called earth. My mind is fuzzy from the agony and nothing was being thought with any rationalization. I tried once more to break free from his hold, it worked.

My free hand didn't stay free for longer than three seconds, he grabbed it again and held with an almost blood cutting grip. Struggling with him and his iron grip was wearing down on my energy (it didn't help my energy was being sucked up by whatever is happing), leaving me almost breathless and breathing heavily.

Barricade never loosened his grip on my wrist as he pulled over to the side of the vacant highway. The passenger door opens, taunting me to escape as far as my wings would take me. Unable to do anything except to lay there and catch my breath, I whimper as the agony and torment continue to grow.

With tears in my eyes, I couldn't get a great look at the red figure that showed almost out of nowhere. They didn't say anything to me as they checked over my body for injuries and came upon the bandages wrapped around my chest. They were slightly ripped from the three seconds given to me but not a lot of damage was done to the healing wound.

"'Cade, she has been feeling like for a while but now, I think it has finally snapped. She is free from the Terror Twins," my ears caught the sound of Knockout's voice with a less mechanical sound speaking to Barricade. A warm hand gently unwrapped the slightly damaged gauze and gently ran their fingers on the close to fully healed scales.

His words were music to my ears; he said I was finally free, free to do whatever I pleased. "The snap is trying to kill her though; it's trying to shut off her heart and lungs. Other organs have already been shut off. I don't know how much longer she will be able to make it in such a critical stage." Those aren't the words I was looking for and struggled even more against the bot holding me from escaping.

"Stop moving, human! We are trying to help you and your moving isn't helping us," Barricade growled as he was having trouble holding me from moving. My wrist was released from his grasp (including the one wrapped by the seatbelt) and I made my break for it. I push past the smaller holoform of Knockout and sprint away from the scene. I didn't make it far though.

My body makes contact with what felt like a brick wall and bounces off said brick wall. What stood in front of me wasn't a wall and neither was it a what but a who. The man with biceps as big as my head stood in front of me. His clothes and his body style resembles Breakdown, giving me the hint this is his holoform.

My eyes couldn't stare too long on him as I remember the whole thing for running in the first place. Scrambling to get on my feet and escape, Breakdown grabs me and holds me where my back is pressed against his chest. He moves the first section (the area from where they connect to my back to the elbow of the wing) of my wings under his armpits (they're stuck in between his biceps and chest) and presses his lower arms on my stomach to keep from moving around too much.

Struggling against his grasp as he moves closer to Knockouts holoform, I almost bit him with my canines; sadly he moved his arm out the way and kept me in place. "Calm down Midnight, we're trying to help you. I don't and hopefully never will feel what a broken bond will feel but you need to let Knocky help you. He's a doctor and will help you," Breakdown soothed while petting the area in between my horns like I was a damn dog.

"Would you fucking stop that? I'm not a fucking pet," I growled grumpily and crossed my arms over my chest. He didn't stop and only continue his rain of petting me (he is humiliating me, I should just kill the fucker but he is too kind. Maybe later...). I couldn't focus much on him or anyone else as the snap continues to grow and consume all of my attention.

It was a couple of hours later when the snap started to die down and leave another unpleasant feeling behind. My chest felt almost empty, the twins did make their way into my heart and create their own spot. There was this little spot, my own little area that was the only thing that didn't make my chest feel as empty as it should feel.

Taking in a huge breath of air and releasing it, it sounded like a depressing sigh or like there was a lot going on, making me stressed out to the max. The latter was the truest out the both of them; there was a lot going on and causing things to go out of whack in life.

Everything my hands have ever laid upon has broken, including my pathetic life in this world. I broke the bond and relationship between two of the greatest people in my life. They cared for me, showed me affection, and gave me a purpose to actually fight for my life. I would lay down my life for those two to see another day if it ever came to that but I doubt that will ever happen.

The seat underneath warmed up to a comfortable temperature. "What's up Midnight? " Barricade questions with his voice coming from the speakers. He's allowing me to lay in the back of the cop car which has excellent back seats for the type of car it is. I have been in the back of one before and it was the worst ride of my entire life

Fatigue was already trying to get me to sleep but my mind is racing around at three hundred miles per hour. It wants to figure out the unknown of this and put light on this entire situation. Slightly moving my head that was resting on my hands like a dog, I shrug my shoulders weakly. "I thought getting away from them would fix the situation but so far, it's making it worse. My chest feels so empty, it hurts and yearns for it to be filled again," I explained with my voice monotone and a couple of tears silently falling down my face.

His holoform appeared next to me and being squished against the door. I sit up to allow him to sit next to me yet don't allow my eyes to make their way to look at him. He doesn't say a word to me and used both of his hands to wipe off the tears running down my face. "Do you believe it was for the best to leave them behind? You did say you wanted to keep them safe," he questioned and got a nod from me. "Well, you humans do have a saying 'if you love them, let them go and if they come back, it was truly meant to be'. So if they somehow make their way to you or you go back to them, it was truly meant to be." He does have a point. I lean my head on his shoulder and purred him a thanks.

He stays for a while longer until sleep took me under its spell. But before darkness fully overtook my vision, my eyes caught sight of a sign that read 'Welcome to Arkansas '.

Slowly coming back to the realm of the living, I scan my surroundings and noticed this wasn't where I was last. My body was laid upon a pile of old hay that smelled terrible and covered by a small, slightly wet blanket. I was on a board which sat on top the rafters, high off the ground, and in what seemed to be a barn, an old barn by the looks of it.

Three vehicles were parked underneath me; Barricade, Knockout, and Breakdown to be exact. They looked to be sleeping from them not making a sound and not moving an inch. Sitting up to get a better view on where we are, I let the blanket slide off of my body and stand up to look out the broken window at the front of the barn.

Buildings of newer styles could be seen in the distance, not too far from where our hideout is. The sun was beginning to rise to take the stars and moon position and frost is hanging in the air. The land out here is flat with sagebrush and a couple of small trees spotting the area.

Hopping from one rafter to another to get closer to the window, I grip the window sill as not to fall about thirty feet. The claws on the tip of where the finger winglets connect to help me stay in my position without using my hands. Being careful around the small pieces of glass pointing out from the opening, I sit on the window sill with my feet hanging off.

A small breeze gently blew my hair in my face. My last ponytail holder broke a while back and since what has all gone down lately, I didn't give one thought about grabbing a pack of ponytail holders. A second later of sitting on the window sill, a noise sounded behind me.

Snapping my head to gaze as Barricade transformed and stretching his most likely sore muscles, I calm myself down and take a couple of breaths. He notices me watching him and nods in my direction to acknowledge my presence. Returning the gesture and turning my gaze back to the fading stars, I decided to strike a conversation with him, quietly though.

"Last time I saw, we were just entering Arkansas. Are we still in that state? And what's our plan? We need to find a place that will give us cover and won't allow any bot to find us from both sides," I pointed out while keeping my gaze to the lands outside of the barn.

Barricade carefully made his way over to me, making sure not to make a noise or bump into one of the recharging Cons. "We are in the state called Tennessee and we don't have a plan, only get as far away from Megatron and figure it out then," he admitted. Shaking my head and huffing from annoyance, I'm going to help them get to somewhere safe before leaving them. The place we are at isn't all at safe; it looks like it's about to fall down on top of us and the roof has many holes in it.

"You guys are in desperate need of some help. I'll help you guys get to somewhere you can be safe but after that, you will never see me again," I declared and getting up to sit on my haunches. "I'm going to scout the area, see you later." With that, I was lost to the wind as it carried my wings high above the ground.

Flying south towards one of three states below Tennessee, I head more towards Georgia for the fun it. Gotta make sure to stay clear of Atlanta, way too many people for my liking. They could spot me in the sky with there being too many lights and cause alarm to everyone around them, not good for me.

Soaring above the ground with the wind in my hair, my body passes over the state border of Georgia. My wings tilted to head southeast from my position, away from the large city called Atlanta. The wind helped carry my body and use up less energy as I continue my flight closer to the coast.

Finally reaching a town close to the east coast, I land and shapeshift for my body to look like a normal human being without wings or a tail. My feet carry me inside the Wal-Mart about to have some stuff missing, right from underneath their noses. They won't be able to stop me in the first place, even if they tried their hardest going against me.

The greeter gave me a weird look and said his normal greetings to me. Ignoring him (grabbing a basket for the needed stuff) and quickly making my way through the large group of people inside of the huge store, I head straight to the clothes section. People are so slow for walking and are taking their sweet time strolling to wherever they are needing or wanting to go. It was pissing me off on how fucking slow these idiots are going.

There are children running around like a chicken with its head cut off. One ran straight into the back of my legs, almost knocking me off balance and falling to the floor. A deep growl emits from the back my throat in annoyance of these pathetic meat sacks running around without any adult supervision. I turn around to face the measly child with a scowl on my face.

The kid looked like he was going to shit his pants at the sight of my scowl. Tears began to pour his face and a sob emitted from his throat. To make it even better, I said this, "don't ever do something like that again because if you do, I will tear out your organs and shove them down your throat." This broke the kid and he ran off screaming his head off, most likely going to his mother or father in the store.

After what had just happened, I paced away as if nothing happened and made my way towards the clothing section for women. Gladly, I was close to the place that was needed and grabbed about the same style of clothes that are on my body. These, the ones on my body, have done me greatly for covering my body and most of my scars from the eyes of others.

Grabbing only a skin-tight under armor shirt and leggings, I stroll over to where the large section for food is. I snatch some steaks for protein and head towards where the fruit is, more importantly, strawberries and watermelon. My hands seize a small box of strawberries and a full-size watermelon and place them in the basket hanging off of my arm.

Now done shopping for things needed, I make my way towards one of the entrances. When passing the sensors, it blares a pulse of noise saying something that hasn't been paid for is going through. Security was already making their way towards me in a rush as the one greeter attempted to stop me. I unleash my wings for show and pushed the greeter away from with them.

The look of shock and amazement passed over his face at the sight of the new appearance of me. Instead of paying much attention to him and losing precious time running away, I dash in the direction of the door and take off once making it outside. My wings take me high in the air quickly and above the almost nonexistence clouds of the sun-filled sky.

With the basket in hand and making my way back to our sucky hideout, my mind reels back to the male greeter. He surprised me; he didn't act out in hostility or give me the normal look of disgust. He looked at with amazement like he thought of my appearance as if it was cool. Super rarely has someone has ever does that, they don't like someone looking much different than others. It's like a person missing an arm; they don't fit under the 'normal' look of a human being with all of their limbs.

Flying high above every little creature on the ground, my eyes spot two familiar vehicles, a black Topkick GMC and a black and yellow Camaro. Growling under my breath and take a sharp left to get out of the two (they are driving on a road far in the distance but getting far away from them is the best option), I take the long way back to the hideout.

One of the problems with them being here, they are heading almost in the direction of the hideout. Cussing quietly and pumping my wings to go faster, I tilt my direction of flight back in alignment of the hideout and head up higher in the sky. I use the sun to my advantage and place it above where they couldn't really see me well.

Passing the two quickly at a high rate of speed, I caught sight of the hideout in the far distance and quicken my speed to reach even a faster speed. I reach the hideout quickly and fly through the only open entrance; accidentally hitting the basket on the window sill out of hand and having it fall to the ground.

All three gaze at me with alarm and get in a battle ready position. "We need to leave now, I spotted Ironhide and Bumblebee making their way over here twenty miles due south and southeast," I ordered. Barricade was the first to react and transformed into his alt. mode with his passenger door open. The other two followed soon after and transformed also.

Tilting my body down into a nosedive and literally diving head first in Barricades open door, I settle myself on the seat. He closes the door behind me and peels out of the barn. He bashes through the old barn doors, making his own doorway, and using his advanced engine to carry us at a brisk speed.

The only thing you could see was the dust that they are kicking up.