Lost and Found (TFP)

Chapter 7: Aggressive motherly instincts.

"Shut.Up." "Excuse me?"

Fowler eyes widen at the lady, she was glaring daggers at him, murderous aura oozing from her as she spoke up, raising her voice at him.

"They. Are. Not.Properties!" Anna yelled, her voice boomed across the living room. The kids cowering made her snapped out of anger, turning to them as she spoke softly.

"I'm sorry my babies! Optimus, Megatron, could you do me a favour and bring your siblings to my room? It's upstairs with the black door. I need to have... some words with Agent Fowler here." Anna said, spitting out the man's name in hatred.

Nodding, the two leaders rounded up their family and ran upstairs, leaving Anna and Agent Fowler alone.

"Now that they are gone... WHAT THE FUCK!? YOU CALLED THEM PROPERTIES?! BITCH THEY ARE SENTIENT BEINGS WITH FEELINGS YOU FRAGGING BASTARD!" Anna yelled aggressively at the man, who was regretting his bad choice of words.

"I-I didn't mean-"

"THEN WHAT? THEY ARE YOUR SUBJECTS!? YOUR SOLDIERS!?"

"The last one..." Agent Fowler coughed out, still not believing the pleasant-looking lady in front of him was now a fragging demon. Anna's eyes narrowed in anger at the man's words.

"SOLDIERS? THE GOVERNMENT ARE USING CHILDREN AS SOLDIERS!? WELL FUCK YOU! I AIN'T GIVING UP MY CHILDREN TO YOUR WHIMS AND FANCIES! GET THE FRAG OUT, NOW!" Anna bellowed, jabbing her hands at the door.

Agent Fowler steeled himself as he tried to explain the situation to her.

"P-Please calm down! It's not like that! The bots, they aren't always ...small!" He flinched at the last word, scared of the lady's reaction.

"What do you mean they aren't always small? I found them in that size!" Anna said, still sceptical of the man in front of her. Agent Fowler cleared his throat and began explaining everything he knows about the bots. When he was done, Anna was quiet, still absorbing the whole thing.

"So, you're telling me they are some kind of 30 feet bots and are capable of fighting? And that Optimus and Megatron is actually enemies? Well, they are fighting a lot so that's acceptable, but Megs wanting to take over our world? AND that the Autobots have children guardian? Where are they?" Anna fired countless questions at the man.

All this while, a certain red and blue bot, a silver gladiator, an orange and white medic and a faceless bot was sitting quietly by the staircase, listening to the conversation. Optimus was grateful that someone had stood up for him.

Agent Fowler was a huge jerk to them, so it's nice to see the man have a taste of his own medicine.

Coming back to the two human, Agent Fowler took out his briefcase and brought out a laptop. He showed her the image of the team with the kids and the files on the Decepticons. Seeing that Anna was speechless, he had a smirk on his face, feeling victorious.

"Now, do you believe me?" he said smugly. Sadly, that smirk was wiped off instantly when Anna grabbed his collar as she held him down on the couch, threat clear in her tone.

"I'm going to say this only once, Agent Fowler," said person gulped in fear, "I don't know what you government officials are thinking, but you disrespecting a sentient being from outerspace, you got some DAMN NERVES! IT IS EXACTLY THE REASON WHY THEY, THE AUTOBOTS, COME TO EARTH IS TO SEEK REFUGEE!" Anna seethed, not releasing her grasp as she continues.

"YOU GUYS TREATED THEM LIKE SOME KIND OF LIFELESS MACHINES! YOU SHOULD COUNT YOURSELF LUCKY THAT OPTIMUS IS FRAGGING PATIENT WITH YOUR BULLSHITTERY, CUS I SURE AS HELL AIN'T!" Anna roared, her shoulders raising up and down to her erratic breathing.

"Let me get this straight. You, Agent Fowler, better start treating them as your equal and not as pawns to your command." She said coldly, eyes narrowing at the shaking man.

"B-But-" "DID I FUCKING STUTTER!?"

"N-No ma'am! Yes m-ma'am! Sorry ma'am!" Fowler cried, utterly scared of Anna now. Huffing in approval, she released the man, dropping him down on the couch as she exhaled loudly.

"I don't care if you're the President of the United States, I'll fragging hunt your ass down if you pull that kind of shit again!" Anna warned, glowering at the man. Sighing audibly, she continued.

"Unfortunately, I won't be giving up the bots to you, so you can tell the government to take the express train to hell for all I care. I am not leaving them to fend for themselves." Anna said. Her decision was final, she was going to adopt them.

Sputtering, Agent Fowler scowled at her, not liking her commanding tone and stood up.

"Young lady, this is not up to your decision! They are considered military-" Agent Fowler never got to finish his words when Anna slammed her fist down on the coffee table, a crack echoed through the living room. A decent-sized dent formed on the table; webs of cracks scattered around it. Anna took a look at her hands before landing them on the agent.

By the sidelines, the small bots watched in awe at how their mother defended them. Optimus's spark fluttered at his mother's bravery while Megatron was smirking in pride, his mama is the most perfect being he has ever laid his optics on. She treated them all equal, not like the human fleshling over there stuttering over his words. Pitiful.

"Military?" she raised an eyebrow at him, her expression formed into a cold one as she stared him down. Agent Fowler fought the best he could, but not even he could stand against Anna. She may be afraid of Marcus, but that was because she loved him.

Anna studied and graduated Masters in Psychology, she knew how to push his buttons to get him on edge just as much as she knew how to hold him down and take control. Anna sends a cold smirk at him, the man sat back down immediately.

Playing with her nails, Anna spoke confidently.

"I will not hand them over to you and that's final." She said, and opened the door, telling him to get the fuck out of her house. Agent Fowler has had enough, and spoke up, not caring if he insulted her or not.

"Young lady, you are under arrest for not cooperating with a government official! You have the right to remain silent!" He said as he got out a pair of handcuffs. Anna raised another eyebrow at him, successfully angering the man even more as he was about to slap the item on her wrist when a black bird snatched it out of his grasp, flying back to its master.

"What the-" Agent said, shocked. He turned to look at the culprit, who was a faceless bot waving the cuffs at him tauntingly. Megatron ran in front of his mother and unsheathed his blades. Optimus got in front too, faceguard activated as he stood protectively of his mother.

Smirking victoriously, Anna spoke up, knowing full well she had won.

"Let's have a chat, shall we?"

A/N: OH YEAAAHHH ANNA IS A BADASS! 

Okay so hear me out! Anna is actually a really great speaker but she never used it to take advantage on Marcus because she loved him very much and that bij has the audacity to think Anna is weak aaaaaaa I wanna slap him! 

When someone speaks nicely to you doesn't mean they are nice to speak( Direct translation from a chinese proverb). Pretty much it means that doesn't mean someone speak to you in a nice tone, he or she is actually in a nice mood so RESPECT THEMMMM

Okay, done venting! I hope you enjoyed this chapter because I sure did! As always, do remember to comment your thoughts down below the comments and vote if you like this chapter! Stay safe and healthy! Enigma signing out.