I bet a lot of you having been waiting for this update, eh? I hope you like it. I've got some ideas incorporated for what would be in the next chapter, but you're going to have to wait because it's going to be a fight scene.

Enough blabbing, time to move onto the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Race to Witch Mountain, I only own Alex who had formerly been called Aeron.

Chapter Three- Abandoned house and a secret passage

Alex was beginning to regret hitching a ride on the taxi while her hatred for Sunstreaker increased ten-fold. It was the stupid, idiotic buttercup's fault that she was in this situation in the first place. The girl had no idea what she got caught up in and she had no desire to stick around and find out how bad it was going to get later on. But apparently fate always wanted her involved in every bloody government related issue, and judging by the chase earlier, this had something to do with the government. Just what did God have against her?

While contemplating various ways of pay back towards the yellow Lamborghini twin, the blonde nearly missed Sara saying that they reached their destination.

"Here?" Jack looked at the surroundings. "There's nothing here."

Alex took a look around as well, silently agreeing with the driver. Why in the world would the two kids behind her want to come to a desolate location like this? There was nothing around for miles and no person in their right mind would choose to live in such an isolated area.

Regardless, Seth and Sara seemed sure that this was the right location.

Soon enough, a run down house came into view. Seth glanced at his sister expectantly and her smile was enough to convince him that they finally arrived.

As the taxi drove up towards it, Jack asked, "Somebody expecting you two, right? Doesn't look like anyone's home."

But Sara shook her head, staring at the house. "Don't worry, Jack Bruno. We will soon be reunited with relatives."

If anyone had been paying attention to the third passenger, they would have wondered if their eyes were playing tricks on them. For several seconds, her eyes were not blue, but gold. When she turned to stare questioningly at the siblings, her eyes were blue again. "You sure? It seems… abandoned."

"Yes." Sara nodded.

Alex raised an eyebrow, but didn't say any more on the topic.

"Okay, seven-hundred and twenty dollars." Jack was reading the meter.

"Holy shit." Alex said, earning her a dirty look from the man.

"Watch the language." He snapped.

"Since when did you care about language?"

"Since always. But you didn't bother to ask me, now did you?" Jack smirked.

Alex glared at him. But before it could break out into a verbal fight in where she would release more of her nastier word arsenal, Seth roughly shoved a bundle of bills into her outstretched hand before getting out of the car and joining his sister.

"Good-bye to you too." Jack said a trifle sarcastically, watching them enter the house.

The girl next to him flipped through the bills; counting the amount of money she had just been handed. She flipped through them again, counting them a second time before handing nine hundred dollar bills to Jack.

"Here's about two hundred more than they owe you. Can I keep the rest?" Seeing the driver staring incredulously, she shrugged. "It's not like you need all of it."

"Doesn't mean you have to take it."

Alex shrugged again. "I may need it later on. I still have to pay for my ride." She rolled down the window and looked down. "But I'll give you two-thousand for the car repairs."

"What car repairs?" Jack asked her.

"Take a look outside." When the driver stepped outside and saw just how much damage had been done to his beloved taxi, he said several choice words that made Alex quirk an eyebrow at him.

"Weren't you the one who told me to watch my language?" She muttered, rolling her eyes.

Something inside the run down shack shattered, causing Jack and the occupant in his cab to look up. Stepping around the taxi, the man called out to the siblings.

"Everything okay in there?"

There were so many things Alex could say about him asking such a ridiculous question, but she remained silent. As much as she wanted to check out what was going on, she highly doubted that Jack would allow her to go in by herself (and she did not feel like bringing him along) and she couldn't risk him seeing her scanning the house.

"Stay here, I'm going inside."

Now how did she know that he was going to say that?

Once Jack was out of sight, Alex got out of the yellow cab. All of a sudden, the left pocket of her jeans began vibrating and she took out her cell phone. Flashing across the screen of the portable phone were the words 'Where the slag are you?'.

With an amused smirk, she clicked a button that allowed her to speak to who ever was on the other line.

"About time you picked up," A voice grumbled, not sounding too happy.

"Hello Sunstreaker." Alex's voice was flat. She had yet to forgive him for dumping her on the side of the road.

"Why on Cybertron are you in the middle of nowhere?" The Cybertronian demanded.

"Middle of nowhere?"

"According to my GPS, there isn't any sort of civilization for miles around!"

Oh god, they were tracking her on the cell phone. Could she not carry one around without worry of having a tracking device planted on it? Or on her person at all? Apparently not.

Unbeknown to her, Alex had unconsciously walked onto the rickety porch of the house during her argument with Sunstreaker. When she looked up, she momentarily forgot that she was speaking to a transforming golden car with vanity issues.

Through the dusty windows, she saw a tall dark figure slip into the fridge.

There were several things wrong with that picture.

First of all, she did not recognize the figure. It was too tall to be Jack, and as far as she knew, he wasn't masquerading in dark armor. Second, he didn't look human at all. His figure was humanoid, but that was basically it. And third? He just slipped inside the fridge.

"Are you still there?" Sunstreaker's voice brought her back to reality.

"You know what? I'll find my way back home. No need to pick me up. Bye." Without another word said, she snapped the phone shut and entered the home.

Someone had lived in this depressing place once, but Alex for the most part ignored all traces of the house being formerly inhabited. She walked towards the open fridge and soon found herself staring at an entrance.

Apparently the fridge wasn't a fridge at all. It was a cover for a secret passage that had a stairway leading downwards into the basement.

Alex's first instinct was to ignore the secret passage way. In most movies, going through the passage ways led to your death. Only if you were a naïve human who thought no wrong could come to you would you die.

But there was also the fact that Jack, Seth, and Sara were all in danger. Alex didn't need a sixth sense to tell her that the trio had found the entrance first and whoever she saw had slipped in after them. Also that the figure was not friendly.

In fact, if Alex didn't know any better, he was an assassin of some sort.

With every sense in her body telling her to eliminate the third party, Alex descended the dark stairwell. Her eyes turned an eerie gold as she vanished into the shadows.