Out of the Dark → Transformers

*I don't own Transformers or anything affiliated with Transformers. I only own my original characters and plots. All rights go to Michael Bay and Steven Spielberg.*

It was now the middle of May. For three months I had been on the run. Nothing about running excited me, especially when I knew that my only reason for running was to protect myself from whatever was after me. I had either been staying inside hotels or when the warm weather rolled in, I had wound up sleeping in alleyways, but as soon as that feeling came back I had to take off again.

As these few months had progressed, so had this strange ability of mine. Day by day it grew stronger and stronger, and I grew more frightened. There was no way I was supposed to know how to control this and I couldn't. I was alone and I had no one to help me with this. I had about an ounce of control over whatever this was and even so, it wasn't enough. I hated this so much; all I wanted was to be rid of this "ability." I was a freak, a monster. In the past three months alone, due to excess amounts of fear for my survival, I've managed to put at least seven innocent people in the hospital all because of it, and three of those people included children.

Aside from this dilemma, these past few months had been exceptionally hectic. After finding my precious family inside my home, I fled immediately, but I assumed that my neighbors had found them and called the cops. Two days had passed and I was residing in a Holiday Inn at some random city about twenty miles from my hometown. The news that night was nothing but talk about my family and, of course, me.

In a matter of days, I had transitioned from a missing person to a person of interest in the murders of my family. I didn't understand how though. Anyone who knew me knew how much I loved and cared for my family. There was no possible way I could ever do something like that to them; it's been three months since they've been gone and I was still trying to get through this entire mess.

That night though, after finding out that I was now a suspect, I did whatever I could possibly do to hide anything that could reveal my identity. I went out that night and bought two boxes of dark brown hair dye to get rid of my dirty blonde locks that I acquired from my mother. There wasn't much I could do about my bright blue eyes though. I could get contacts, but I felt that they would be way too much of a hassle. Also, I took it upon myself to slightly change my name. I would now refer to myself as Bree Morgan, which had been my dad's nickname for me when I was just seven years old. He hadn't called me that since then, so I thought it was perfect.

But either way, I was now being hunted by federal authorities and the enemy that viciously slaughtered my family. And that was the only upside to this retched curse that was bestowed upon me that day back in February. Had I not even bothered to watch the news, the odds of me still knowing that I was being hunted was impeccably great; I could sense any kind of danger around me. Just by looking at someone, I knew whether or not they could be a potential threat or whether they were harmless or not.

Nevertheless, if the government or whoever else was after me finally got a hold of me, I would be forced to unleash my ability on them in an attempt to protect myself. Once they figured out how to restrain me, they wouldn't kill me or try me for the murder of my family. Instead, they would run tests on me to see if they could determine as to why I was such a freak. I couldn't let that happen though. I was not some science fair project they could just experiment with. Yeah, I might be a freak, but either way I was still human and no human deserved to go through that. It had become my main reason for running away, aside from the need to keep myself alive.

But, sadly, all of this running had forced me miles and miles away from my precious home which was located in North Carolina; Asheville if I remember correctly. I had no recollection of what city or state I was in; I was too busy trying to hide myself to figure it out. The only thing I was aware of was that it grew gradually warmer the farther I got, so I just assumed I was heading south, or maybe even west. Like I said, I had no clue.