Ch. 18 | Annabelle

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Iris:



"Ugh..."

"Iris!"

With maybe the loudest bang Iris had startled herself awake. Quickly by blinking her eyes to adapt for the bright light around her she saw she was in a room. Very builted room, or could it be called more like a light box? Either way the space she had been fit into was smaller than a restroom with a bed, only narrow meters to move. But once she intended to get up and run up to the door just calling out for her something kept her still.

By looking down she saw her arm being tied up both sides of the bed.

"Iris!" Before Iris realized the actual reason why she woke up, her eyes looked right next to her only to see Praxina there on her knees sitting on the bed while looking at her. She had been caged down by a huge metal chain tied around her waist and neck, which didn't seem to trouble her. "Are you okay!?"

Iris barely made it to sit up, not understanding the question before something felt not right. By looking down Iris saw her side being ripped open as it was bleeding again, not in agonizing way gladly.

"Praxina... where are the others?" Iris obviosly avoided the question, knowing that it would increase Praxina's worry. "More importantly where in the hell are we?"

"Beats me... I woke up samely as you did just now." Praxina only murmured. Iris knew that they were taken by someones, but she didn't know who. "This must be a space ship, look--" Iris saw Praxina point her head somewhere near her, her eyes followed. "It's larger than any cave we've been in."

Iris saw a simple map laying on her table, the voices shrienking around her weren't any human made either. It had to be a Cybetronian space ship no doubt.

"So the Bots and others must be aboard too... we need to get out." Iris started to pull her chains by gritting her teeth together. It hurted by burning her skin, what in the world were the chains made of?

"No, don't!" Praxina quickly pleaded as Iris started to yell in pain while trying to get free. But for Praxina's relief she landed back on her pillow, panting and whining of the try. "I tried, it only causes more trouble than good."

"Fuck." Iris cursed, licking her lip. "First we've been traumaticed by our Guardians past memories, then we get kidnapped by Villains and possibly killed if we don't figure out a way to escape."

"-- How expected that the Leader has figure it all out by now?"

Iris would've stood up by the voice chuckling behind her door, but the chains didn't allow that either. Then when the doors actually slided aside and a female figure stumbled inside Iris was glad to be sitting. To have a better look of this newest person even she hadn't seen before. Well she must've be same aged as she was; only that her outfit was kind of revealing. Whay really was abnormal was her eyes and hair... both colored red.

"How predicted." She ended up her statement by closing the door. Iris never dared to answer, knowing it would only promise bad since she was the one outnumbered here.

"I'll show where you belong, miss." Praxina snarled from the other side of the glass, forming up maybe the deadliest look she could. Not only did she do it to help Iris from her duty as a Leader again but she was furious to be taken that way.

"Just call me Annabelle." The girl smiled evilly, approaching the monitor near Iris. "Now... some info update before I will retrieve all of you to Galvatron--" Iris' eyes turned very angry. "What's this team's name?"

Silence.

Annabelle looked down at Iris, who refused to even look at her by staring the white sheets on her bed. But the villain with sigh made some scary movement by grasping her throat and pushing her against the glass wall where Praxina was on other side. This totally alarmed the two teenagers.

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