I woke up to see a middle aged man standing over me, and my arm hurt. I raised my eyebrow, and rolled over into my pillow.
" Your coming with me."
I smirked..yeah...ok
" And where's my computer?"
" His name is Sparky, he is a former decpticon."
" That explains the short one..." he whispered.
" What?" I asked
" Nothing!" He replied as he slapped on a pair of handcuffs.
He led my to a human sized interrogation room, my limp bothered me as we walked, he chained the cuffs to the table, and leaned forward.
" You are going to tell me.everything about your con."
I smirked and rattled the chains to my handcuffs, the elderly man across the table sighed.
I propped my leather combat boots on the interrogation table.
Agent Fowler shook his head.
" Get them off."
I smirked again and let them fall off the table, I mummbled something under my breath.
" What's that?!" The Agent said coldly.
" So what if my best friend is a decpticon?!" I said standing up quickly, bad idea, the wound on my leg reopened, Agent Fowler stared at my leg.
" You ok?"
Yeah, I just got shot five time a little less then a week ago, yeah I'm ok.
" Why am I here?" I asked wincing in pain.
" Because you stole from the Prime team and from the United States government."
" Already gave it back....can you get the doc or Mrs.Darby...."
" Oh...you did?"
" Ask Prime..." I replied.
" Well here's the problem...."
I scream broke out though the base.
" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
A Middle aged man I had never seen before appeared in the door way.
" Agent Fowler, what is going on??!"
That voice....I had...
It hit me
" Optimus?!" I shouted
The man nodded.....
Oh scrap........
The End.....of the first book!
A/N
Thanks for reading!! I hoped you enjoyed the book as much I did writing it!
Please excuse the spelling, writing a book on a phone is a lot harder than I thought.
Thanks again!!
~Sheik1998