The Villainess: Day One.

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But then, 'lad' decided to attack Zone #51.

*BOOM**

"Looks like today, I'll taste some human meat.."

Says a five feet tall robot known as Ant-eater with giant mechanical saws intead of hands.

Busting in amidst armed soldiers, it screams his robotic voice to the surroundings as if wanting to attract the attention to it at all cost.

Following behind, two explosions.

"Yo Ant! Sorry, I'm late.. You know how women are. They are such a hassle to please!!"

Shouts a six feet tall robot known as Snipe, a mask covering it's face and a big rifle on it's hands.

To which adds a womanize robotic voice a few feet away from Snipe:

"Shut up, babe! You know how I hate you revealing my secrets to others.."

This one is known as Amour, and she is Six feet tall too. Her specialty is knuckles made of diamonds.

"Stop. We have a job to do. Let's do it well.."

Says, at last, the worst of his kind and the one who is seven feet tall. Optimus Prime Sworn Enemy and Earth's most terrific Villain, Megatron.

Staring at titans with their feeble weapons who everyone knew never worked against Them.

The soldiers, at first, looked behind them because they thought;

'Why should we partake in a fight that isn't ours.'

Which was somehow true.

Who should they die for a cause they don't believe in?

But then, as they noticed they were surrounded by Five Them's.

While a portion of the soldiers gave up and knelt at the sight of Megatron wishing they were by the side of their families.

Most of the soldiers walked towards the machines saying all mighty, they looked.

'We aren't afraid of heartless machines.'

The Four Underdogs waiting for some orders, Megatron held his hand high as if saying to not harm and to wait.

The soldiers, feeling lost, didn't move a hair because they thought that they would die if they even made a peck of sound.

"Calm down. SHE said, 'No Deads'."

Adds a Megatron with it's imposing figure as it scans the areas looking for a specific someone.

But the chance that it would find an official was close to negative impossible.

The reason being that in difficult positions, every high officer, except solders, shall take refuge in the nuclear bunker.

Thus making High-Officials like; the General Witwicky, Sam Witwicky, the Doctor and a few others important heads too, unreachable.

But in that confusion, one more person has been left behind.

"Finally awake, Michelle Ranna or should I call you 'The Great Witch Quintessia'..."

We back in General Witwicky's Personal Tent.

Michelle still attached to her chair, bleeding and hurt.

Her eyes say that she has given on life.

But her heart is still beating.

There is still a fire inside of her.

"..woul--"

She tries but her throat is fucked and her left lung seems to have given up right now.

Coughing up blood.

She tries once more.

"..would..you....talk..to...me....please?"

She whispers painfully, but with heart.

Losing her daughter while saying the truth.

Losing her will while saying the truth.

Losing everything she worked for while saying the truth.

She requested as a last will to be heard and to be understood as she would say the truth one last time.

"Of course, Michelle Ranna. I'm here for that by the way. It is just you and me, right now. So, tell me, who are you and why do you think They did this to you?"

Asks the woman, who hasn't tried once to introduce herself.

"...i am mich...helle ranna.. a history teacher....and...i...really....really.....really...don't..know..why....they..are...after.....me.."

Explains Michelle as she chokes in her own blood at some point.

"Boring storyline. Come on! You can do better."

"I..AIN'T...LYING!!!--"

Screams Michelle but the pain too excruciating, she cries out of pain and fatigue.

It has become clear that she won't last long with that mindset and damaged body.

"Finally, you are showing your true colours! I get to see the reason why I risked The Plan just to meet you. That anger while being at the bottom of your life is remarkable. Even I would have given up and sold a lie just to live on. You are truly worthy of taking the stage as Our Mother, Quintessia."

Kneeling before an extremely tired Michelle, she pronounces the very next words:

"Pardon me for my insolence, Our Mother. You can rejoice now, I found your next-In-Line You."

At that moment, as the moon was hovering over their heads, the brightest light shone just like a star.

While some believed it was the work of god.

Megatron and his goons knew it was The Ritual that worked out fine.

Coming out of the tent, the woman who spoke to Michelle Ranna.

Blue-haired and skinny body with flat chess.

"The mission's a success, Meggie. Let's retreat now."

She exclaims herself to Megatron with ease.

The soldiers looking at her, hadn't moved a dirt.

They thought that it was over.

But then, the next sensation they felt was something nothingon Earth could ne compared to.

Snipe and Amour, standing the closest to the tent could feel the pressure weighing hard on them.

They stared at the tent as if knowing a Monster would come out of it.

The next blink of an eye.

A second woman with totally darkened black hair and naked appeared.

First, it glared at the sunless sky.

Seeing the stars, a smile could be seen on her face.

Her pure white eyes shining a light glimmer despite the noir sky.

'Who was she'

Snipe and Amour asked themselves despite knowing the mission.

As a reflex, Amour directed her fist at the woman.

Snipe followed her by lauching the first attacks.

Two shots were fired.

One didn't hit as the woman dodged.

The second did hit sending the woman in a lake near.

The action was so quick, neither Megatron nor the blue-haired woman could react in time.

The next blink of an eye, the woman jumped out of the lake and dashed towards Snipe first.

With a simple fist to the body, Snipe was sent flying on his turn ten feet away.

Amour, shocked at the scene, jumps at her trying to restrain her movements but with another fist to the body, is sent too away, next to Snipe.

Megatron wanted to intervene the moment it could, but the blue-haired woman told it not to.

Ant-eater, on his side, was totally uninterested in the fight going on.

He just sat on the corner like a good dog.

And the soldiers were feeling a lot of emotions but the most common one was hope.

Hope that if a human could do things just like her, then, they would be on spar with the giants who invaded their home.

The woman, for the second time, gazes at the starring night.

Smiling once more..

And the silence that followed was never seen.

They all wanted to see what she would do next.

They all wanted to hear her speak.

Because she suddenly became The Hope.

And the soldiers who nearly gave up on defending their country changed.

The will to fight which withered away at the sight of giants came back at the sight of one of their own being able to fight weaponless.

Soon, cheers and screams invaded the space.

Charging their weapons for a fight of a lifetime.

"Starting a deadly fight right now would mean putting the life of Our Mother at risk. I suggest we leave, Bell."

Says A Megatron willing to retreat considering the lost that can be avoided.

"I agree. Tell Snipe and Amour that we are moving. I'll go pick up, Our Mother."

Replies the Blue-Haired woman as she walks back to the woman.

"Our Mother, this place is just the beginning. Shall you follow your sons and daughters, We will take care of you and help you."

Carefully dictates the blue-haired woman to a woman staring at the sky who seems to be chanting stars at her.

"ÇČ ẞ_= ÛÜ>?"

Asks the woman, speaking in a strange language.

And it is only the blue-haired woman who understands her.

"It is the name of your daughter whom died not long ago."

Replies the blue-haired woman in human language.

"&Ÿ ÛÜ>.."

Adds the woman.

"Yes. It was Them who killed Her."

Points out the Blue-haired woman to the soldiers.

"||Ñ \&£H--right...On What right did they kill My Daughter?"

Questions the woman expecting an answer from the blue-haired woman but as she doesn't know, she stays put.

"Human language.. So fake... But I've got the hang of it. Sadly, I am tired. Will you take me to safety?"

To which replied instantly the blue-haired woman:

"Of Course, Our Mother."

And just as their entrance was theatrical, they retreated in a more so dramatic way.

Leaving behind, no deads.

Osléo Buë.. What a ridicule name.

Lesser ridicule than mine.

Michelle Ranna.

To think that she died..

I wonder what she was like.

Considering myself, I believe she was the type to be smart.

So weird.

I want to meet her.

But in my state, I would barely be able to lift a prime.

Let alone revive a living being.

Should I try?

...I'll deal with that thought later.