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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 19, 2009 15:29:15 GMT -5
The rumbling of the large truck came to a halt as Daniel shut the engine off. Pulling the keys from the ignition, he pulled the two keys into his jean pocket, and jumped from the truck. When his feet were planted in the grass, Daniel turned and shut the red door. It made a small slam as it stopped in its place.
The male made his way up the hill, his shoes penetrating the grass, leaving certain grass frauds pushed down in its place. He was Megatron's son, and Daniel didn't mind. But his uncle was Optimus Prime, and that didn't bug Daniel either. He was just happy to be alive. He didn't have a side in the war, he just went along with it, bending his favor to the side he saw fit. It was never who was winning, but it was who he thought was in the right. That's the side he joined. So far, it hadn't been to any side, because well, he just never felt like joining a side.
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Post by Monica Summers on Jul 19, 2009 23:01:45 GMT -5
Monica was skating towards the lookout. When she came to the base of the hill, she picked up her board. As she did, she spotted a red truck. Hm, I wonder who's here she asked herself as she walked past the truck and up the hill. When Monica reached to the top she saw a younger boy sitting against a tree. She walked over to where he was and greeted him. "Hey." she said, a small smile on her face.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 10:53:55 GMT -5
When another girl walked up to him and said hi, he turned his head to her and replied with the same word. "Hey." But along with that same word came more words. "How are you?" Daniel offered a small smile, and motioned with his hand for her to sit down.
The male allowed his mind to wander adrift, having thoughts about others. His father and uncle were having their war on their planet, Sam and his cousin, Chris the source of it. This would be the third time Sam was caught between the war, and the first time for Chris. But all techno- organics were in this mess, him being one of them. It was just like his father to be power hungry, and his uncle to try to stop his father.
A sigh escaped his lips as he pondered over his thoughts, and pulled his mind back. Then he looked back to Monica. "I'm Daniel. What's your name?" |
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Post by Monica Summers on Jul 20, 2009 13:10:21 GMT -5
"I'm okay. You?" Monica replied to the boy. She sat down beside him when he gestured for her to sit down. "I'm Monica. Nice to meet you Daniel." she said, introducing herself. "Do you have something on your mind?" she asked, hearing him sigh. She was wondering what was bothering him. It seemed like everyone had something on their minds that was bothering them lately.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 13:19:54 GMT -5
"Distracted." Daniel told Monica the truth. He watched as Monica sat down, and offered another small smile. When she asked if he had something on his mind, he turned his head and faced it forward. A small nod, and Daniel spoke. "My father and Uncle." She was a human, Daniel could tell that. He could sense Transformers, and since techno- organics were part Transformer, he could slightly sense them also. But it required a lot of focus for him to do that however. |
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Post by Monica Summers on Jul 20, 2009 13:38:16 GMT -5
"hm." Monica uttered thoughtfully. She wondered about the other people she knew that were distracted. It seemed like most people that were distracted were a part of the war. That made her wonder if he was too. "Do you wanna talk about it?" she asked simply.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 13:47:53 GMT -5
When she spoke her first words, he knew she was thinking. But he didn't really care. He had been thinking also. Everyone thought these days. But it was because of the battle. His father's and uncle's battle. A battle which put his race in danger.
When he asked if she wanted to talk about it, he thought for a bit. "It's personal, so I can't say too much. My dad and my uncle hate each other. I know it's wierd since they're brothers, but they just hate each other. Which means that since my cousin Chris is my uncle's son, he and I aren't really supposed to get along, so I just try to stay away from Chris." It was something hard to explain, especially making the whole thing sound like it was about humans, and not robots who tryed to destroy each other. |
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Post by Monica Summers on Jul 20, 2009 14:05:54 GMT -5
She was a bit surprised when she heard Chris's name and that the two boys were cousins. " Your Chris's cousin?" she said, clarifying. "So then are you a....techno organic?" she asked, hoping she didn't sound crazy. She knew if he said he was, that would mean he was the son of that 'bot, Megatron.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 14:12:44 GMT -5
When Monica talked about Chris, Daniel turned to face her. "Chris Stratos? Yeah, we're cousins." He thought nothing about it, but that was until she mentioned his race. "Techno organic?" He sighed. "Yes, I'm one. And you already seem to know Chris is also." If Monica knew Chris, and that he was a techno organic, then that had to mean that Chris knew her, and he told himself to her. "How is Chris?" He talked with no emotion in his voice. |
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Post by Monica Summers on Jul 20, 2009 14:26:04 GMT -5
"Yeah, strange enough, this is where he told me." Monica said. "He's okay I guess. The Autobots are keeping a close watch on him and we got attacked a few days ago, but he's fine." she replied. After speaking, memories of the battle filled her mind, which was very distracting.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 14:34:24 GMT -5
When news of the attack reached his ears, she sighed. Typical Megatron. Typical Dad. "Well good." It wasn't the smartest thing to say, because depending on the way Monica took it, it could mean that he was talking about the attack being good, or the safety of Chris being good. "It's just like my dad to attack. I bet he was there at the battle, wasn't he?" His head turned to face Monica, awaiting an answer. |
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Post by Monica Summers on Jul 20, 2009 14:57:20 GMT -5
Monica figured Daniel meant it was good that Chris was doing okay. "Yeah he was there, most likely enjoying it a lot with Chris and me in the battle. You know, 'cause he wants Chris and like hates humans." she replied. She shuddered as the memory of being shot at played in her mind.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 16:09:42 GMT -5
Sighing, his head nodded. "Yes, my father hates humans, and because he hates Uncle Optimus Prime, because Chris is his son, and powerful, he wants Chris." Daniel had to face the facts. Sooner or later, he would have to act, and take sides. With either his dad, or his uncle.
Then he looked at Monica, his eyes sincere. "Monica, you need to tell me something, and I want the truth." He closed his eyes for a second, took a breath, and opened them. "Tell me what you think of me now because you know Megatron's my father." |
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Post by Monica Summers on Jul 20, 2009 17:05:21 GMT -5
"Okay..." Monica said, curious about what the question was. "Honestly, I don't think any different of you. It seems you haven't really chosen a side or anything so I don't have any reason to dislike you. I wouldn't use your father as a reason to think of you as a bad person." she replied, giving him a reassuring smile.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 17:23:20 GMT -5
A sigh of relief escaped his lips as Monica told him the truth. "Personally, I don't mind Megatron as my father. But that doesn't mean I have Optimus Prime as my uncle. I like them both." He then turned his head to face Monica. (He had turned it before he started talking.) "You see my situation here? Right now, I'm neither Autobot nor Decepticon." Then a smile crossed his lips. "You know some of us have special powers, right?"
The male teenager stood up, and offered a hand out for Monica to take. He may be the son of the harvester of death(tehe Sam's words), but he knew his mannors. "Well I have a power. I can't show you unless a Transformer is near," There was a small pause in his wordings. "But since there's not, I can only tell you. You want to know what it is?" |
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