Chapter 1 Speeding

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Sam Witwicky pulled out of the school parking lot in his yellow Camaro. For the first time in several months, Sam had the car all to himself. Not that he had minded driving his girlfriend Mikaela around, but it was also nice to have some time alone. As soon as they were clear of all traffic the accelerator pulled away from Sam's foot and the speedometer went up to 70 mph in less than two seconds.

"Hey take it easy," Sam told the car, "I don't need another speeding ticket." The radio dial spun on its own until it settled on a talk show where the audience was laughing.

"Yeah, yeah," Sam grinned, "My dad almost killed me when he found out." The radio changed again to find the mafia saying:

"Forget about it." but the car slowed to just five over the limit. Sam took a deep breath, his grin growing wider every second.

"Ok just for a little bit." The speedometer zoomed up to 70 and beyond.

A lone white Camry was sitting on the shoulder of an empty dirt road. A large red and black FOR SALE sign was sitting on its windshield. As the yellow Camaro sped past a nearly invisible green scan copied its every detail. Once the scan was complete, however, the white car jerked backwards as if it had been pushed. Then it pulled off the side of the road and followed. The sign blew off as the car accelerated in hot pursuit.

Bumblebee noticed the car before Sam, which was why he sped up even more. Sam didn't seem to notice. The rush of going so fast was too much for him to respond. Without warning Bumblebee swerved and made a complete u turn stopping so he was facing the oncoming car. Sam's eyes had grown wide at the sudden change of direction until he saw the car and more importantly that no one was driving it.

"Oh shit." The words had barely left his mouth before Bumblebee charged the other car. The road was only one way and if the two cars were going to play chicken the only place to go would be into the bushes on the side of the road.

"What are you doing," Sam yelled as the distance rapidly became nonexistent. At the last possible second the other car transformed into a gigantic robot. Bumblebee didn't slow. Instead he drove right between the legs of the easily 20-foot transformer and right back to the main road.

"Hold on to your lunch kid," the radio crackled.

The white robot didn't waste any time transforming back into a car and following. At first it had had every intention of destroying the other transformer, but then it had caught sight of the human sitting in the driver's seat. Being an autobot the robot had sworn to never hurt humans, even if they were potentially inside a hostile robot. No matter what happened the Camry knew that in no way would it touch the other robot until the human was safely away.

Sam glanced back to see if the other transformer was following them but he couldn't find the white car.

"I think we lost it," Sam panted still scanning the cars behind them. They had been driving for about half an hour and were now down to the speed limit again. Even though Bumblebee had done all the hard work Sam still felt as if he had been running the whole time.

"I wouldn't be so sure," the radio replied. Sam turned back around to face the road again.

"What do you mean," he asked. Bumblebee didn't answer. For the rest of the ride home they sat in silence. Sam didn't even try to turn on any music and Bumblebee didn't try either. As they pulled into the driveway the radio crackled again as Bumblebee went through several stations to find what he needed to say.

"I'm going…to go…find it."

"No way," Sam interrupted, "did you see the way that thing came straight at you?"

"In all…fairness…I did to."

"Well yeah but you were just trying to protect me," the sentence sounded lame even to Sam but he didn't want his car to go chasing after something that could potentially destroy him. Almost losing him twice was far too many times to have to deal with. "Why don't you contact Prime and get him to chase down that other car?" Sam pleaded.

"It's…my job," came the short reply. The door swung open and waited expectantly for Sam to get out. For a minute Sam simply sat there trying to think of a good excuse to make Bumblebee stay.

"No," he said finally, "if you're going out I'm going with you." He reached for the door and pulled it shut only to have it fly open again.

"Your…parents."

"Forget them alright. I'm not going to let you kill yourself," Sam said, stubbornly pulling the door shut but it reopened immediately.

"But…" the radio quickly switched off as Sam's mother came outside.

"Sam, what are you doing?" she called. Since she had found out Bumblebee was a transformer she had refused to come within 20 feet of him.

"I think I'm going to a friend's house," he said trying to pull the door shut again, but this time it managed to stay open.

"If…I have…to…I'll tell…her," the radio said quietly. Sam stared at it for a second.

"Go ahead," he said making himself comfortable in the front seat.

"I'll…use force."

"Just try," Sam taunted, "Prime'll have your head for it though." Bumblebee seemed to think about this for a bit.

"Fine," he said shutting the door much to Mrs. Witwicky's dismay, "but…if you…get…hurt…I won't…take the…blame." With a satisfied smile on his face Sam waved to his mother and put the car in gear to back down the driveway. Judy watched as her son drove off wishing with no real hope that he would find a real car to drive.

Cursing softly the white car drove up and down the side street that it had lost the Camaro at. This Camaro was much smarter than the white car had ever dealt with. Usually it considered a decipticon extremely stupid and arrogant but this robot had been clever when it came to getting around the human populated planet. The Camry vowed to hunt down the other car and destroy it before it could form another army like Megatron. As it made one last loop the tracking device started beeping indicating the Camaro was close.

"So…" Sam started. Bumblebee had been completely silent the whole way. "How are we going to find that other robot?" The silence was almost unbearable.

"Tracking." It didn't sound like he was angry, but then again he was speaking through the radio.

"Oh." More silence. "Where do you think it came from?"

"Fell from the sky," came a preacher's voice from the radio.

"Ok, how long are you going to stay mad at me," Sam asked, unable to stand the short replies any longer.

"There!" Sam jumped from the sudden outburst. The Camry had just driven past the street they were coming down. Just after its bumper disappeared it reversed with squealing tires and sped towards Bumblebee and Sam. Bumblebee threw himself into reverse and drove backwards down the street avoiding the parked cars in the street next to their driveways. They were almost to the main road when a cat ran out into the middle of the street.

"Look out!" Sam shouted when he saw it. Bumblebee screeched to a halt but the Camry didn't stop. The sound of metal crashing into metal resounded off of every house in the neighborhood. Steam hissed out from under the hood of both cars. Sam jumped out of the car to check the damage as several people came out to see what was going on. Meanwhile the cat that had caused the wreck bolted for the nearest sewer and disappeared.

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