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Revelation

"It was then that I met eyes with the black bot who I assume is a he. His facial expression when he saw me was almost as if he knew who I was though at the moment it was nothing I was worried about. The last thing I remember is him picking me up and then I guess I fell asleep," I finished.

The looks on their faces were quite amusing. Right now I was guessing that I remembered right.

"Is that all?" my dad asked.

His question sparked the anger in me from earlier. "No, actually."

I got up and stood in front of them, my hands on my hips. It took all of my concentration to keep me from falling.

"What is it?" Ron asked me.

I glared at the two of them. "You two are some shit liars," I exclaimed.

They both raised their eyebrows at me and I chuckled.

"Don't even try to act innocent. The night I woke up Ratchet said and I quote 'Just know that without a very special person on your father's team, you would not be sitting here right now'. That's funny because I wasn't saved by a human. This leads me to believe that those strange alien robots are apart of your team, dad.

"That means that you two, Ratchet and possibly even mom have been lying to me all along. When I asked you if anything was being done to stop these things, you told me that the government was doing all they could. That was a lie because the government may very well know about them but they're not doing shit. These other robots that you're working with are," I told the two men.

"Azalea," my dad started.

"Don't start with me. Why did you keep it from me?" I inquired.

He sighed. "To keep you safe," he said.

I scoffed. "That didn't turn out so well, now did it? I mean just look at me."

He pursed his lips. Ron had been silent almost all throughout the whole ordeal but I was glad. I didn't want to have to yell at him. I sat back down in between the two men and stared at the wall again, new thoughts finding their way into my mind.

Suddenly, something else clicked. The three robots. .the way they were familiar to me. I had seen them before, just not as robots. The truck and the hummer I had seen when I went running and the other day when Optimus and Ratchet had shown up with the twins. Then my dad's truck. .I couldn't believe that I wasn't able to figure this out sooner. It made so much sense.

The black robot had headlights where his chest was; the same headlights that my dad's truck had. The blue and red robot had the same exact flame designs as the semi Optimus had arrived and left in and the green robot was the same exact color of Ratchet's medical vehicle.

All of this could be a coincidence but I highly doubted it. There were way too many clues present for it to be just a simple coincidence. This would mean that the black robot did know me though. Why is that so? Because he's been sitting in my driveway, watching me for weeks. .

My eyes widened and I jumped up again. I looked at the two men who seemed to be suprised by my sudden outburst. Right now I kind of wanted to hit them both.

"The truck," I said.

"What about it?" my dad asked.

I groaned. "It's not just a damn truck, is it, William?" I exclaimed loudly.

Ron's eyes widened. My dad put his head in his hands.

"When were you going to tell me that there was a damn alien robot living in our driveway? I mean, they might be the good ones but how do you know that it wouldn't for some reason want to hurt me?" I remarked.