[> Discontinued <] Wish upon a Star

Chapter 6

I arrived and set the guns on the table. I pulled off the bow and pulled out an arrow. I set it and string it as I swung it upwards. I aimed and closed my eyes. I inhaled and exhaled as I opened my eyes. I shot and it whizzed through the air. I heard a 'shuck' and I saw it hit the target. Nice.

I set it down and grabbed a gun. I loaded a magazine and cocked the gun. I took aim and shot. I jerked back from the force of the shot. I missed the target. I growled and started shooting the whole magazine. Nothing. Not even one hit. I roared in anger.

I threw the gun down onto the table and leaned against it with my arms. I sighed. I am so rusty at this. I groaned and stood straight. I loaded it again and another. I took a breath and twirled the guns in my fingers. Still could do the tricks. That's a start.

I shot the rounds. Still nothing. I growled and grabbed the weapons and stomped to the garage. I threw them onto a spare table and put the bow and arrows back. I turned angrily and something caught my eye. I stopped and looked at it.

An assault rifle with sabot rounds(not sure if they're the right ones. Forgive me if I'm wrong!!!) . "Ooh.... The damage I could do with this baby!" I grabbed it and walked out after grabbing some rounds.

I walked past the corvette. "Time to party." I giggled and darted towards the range again.

I loaded the rounds a d set the extras in the shade just in case. I rolled the barrel and aimed. I shot and it exploded.

"Yeah! Now that's what i'm talkin' about!" I yelled happily.

I started shooting all of the targets and moving inward like Will does in the field. Dirt sprang up everywhere. Singed grass was in the air with gunpowder.

I could feel the dirt sticking to me from the sweat the sun brought. I went through a decent amount of rounds in the matter of half an hour.

"CHLOE NOEL LENNOX!" Will yelled. I gulped and hid the gun behind me as the dirt settled. I looked around and rocked on my heels.

"My yard!" He whined. "What happened!?" He held his head, panicking. I shrugged innocently. "You-You don't know!? You're the only one out here!" I saw Ron holding his hand over his mouth trying not to laugh. Optimus looked around, amazed or alarmed.

"Oh my god!" Will continued. "What gun do you have?" I pulled it out and he nearly screamed.

"How many rounds?" He said, trying to calm down. I shrugged. "A lot?" He went red and balled his fists and marched up to me.

"Give me the gun." I held it out and he snatched it from me. "You could have gotten hurt! Why didn't you use the regular ones." I crossed my arms. "I did." He blinked.

"The targets kept moving." I grumbled and he started laughing with Ron. Optimus face palmed.

"Whatever. C'mon. We got your stuff." I nodded. "Did you burn it down?" He looked at Ron. "More like it exploded." I beamed. "How?" Will looked at me. "Classified." I sighed. "Was it at least colorful?" "You could say that." I nodded. "That's all I needed to hear." I smiled and walked with them into the house.

Sarah saw me and gasped. "Did you go through a battlefield? You're filthy!" Will came in. "She used my Sabot round weapon on the range. Now I have to lay new grass down." He groaned.

"She's like someone we know." She looked at Ron. They all stiffened. "I'm a weapons specialist. Of course I'm going to be trigger happy." I looked at Ron, wide eyed.

"You're a weapons Specialist? How come you didn't tell me?" He shrugged. "Never asked." He snapped. I nodded and walked away.

"I'm going to be in my room." I said, walking away. I heard a growl as I ascended the stairs. I shut the door and grabbed and extra pair of clothes and jumped into the shower.

I scrubbed myself clean and stood under the water. I dipped my head and leaned against the wall of the shower under the spray of hot steamy water.

I heard a knock on the door. I sighed and turned off the water. I scrubbed my hair to a damp state and wrapped a towel around myself. I opened the door and Ron was standing against the door frame.

"I apologize for being short with you earlier. I...." He looked down at the ground and I made sure I was concealed, just in case.

"When we arrived at your house, we saw what he had there. What he used on you. Blood lingered on everything there. We saw... We went through his records and found another family he had." I looked down. "He had another family. Three sons and a wife. It was the female from the store." I placed my fingertips on my head and rubbed my forehead.

"Chloe." I stared at the ground. "I'm-" "You know what I don't get?" He stayed silent. "After everything we did, he married Lilliana. He told me that she was a whore, but he married her." I shook my head and gripped my arms.

"He was immature." I scoffed. "Most guys are. Not saying they all are, but he definitely was." I sighed. I felt a hand on my bare shoulder.

"They were meant to be for each other. They are both.... Slaggers. You deserve better." He gently tugged me and I hit a hard chest. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and rested his chin on my head. I sighed and wrapped my arms around his torso. It felt nice to be hugged again.

"Sarah is making Thanksgiving dinner." I nodded and we separated. "We didn't find your mothers ring. We believe Lilliana has it. Will filed a stolen report to the police and suggested her as a suspect." I nodded.

"Let me get dressed and I'll be right down. Oh, there's your jacket. Thank you for letting me borrow it." He looked at it. "Keep it, I have others." I nodded. "I will see you downstairs." He left, nearly blushing as he realized that I wasn't dressed. What a dork. Maybe he spends too much time at the base