Chapter 2.

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Canberra: "What do you mean, she disappeared?! You fucking ran away, didn't you?"

Secret Base.

American soil.

Somewhere.

High's Meeting.

"Don't need to stirr the ruined pot again, Canberra. You weren't with them afterall. You don't know what happened. Plus, Lora can protect herself.. She's a transmigrator too."

Added an older man with a perfect silky short hair, wearing casual clothes: Morterol.

Canberra, to the other side of the round table, was younger and meaner.

"We're all Transmigrator, bastard! That doesn't make us immortal! I've sent so many men and women fight against 'Prime'.. Losing our strongest fighter would bring our weakened orga to the mercy of 'Prime'."

Canberra then replied, making everyone agree to what he said.

Nodding their heads, the other directors approved of Canberra's quick thinking, or was it?

"I'm only saying that getting angry against Megatron won't solve the problem. What's done is done.. Canberra, stop with the useless pus and let's discuss on how we can bring her back safely, whatever who that maybe. That power she displayed was formidable. We cannot hand that over to the enemy.

Hurting Canberra's pride, the old man calmed the round table with slow-thinking but calm decisiveness.

"Now, now.. no need to blame others and shit like that. We all are a family. We all forgive. We all are thankful to have a roof over our heads and we all know each other stories.. It wouldn't serve us any good to go and blabber shit on our own backs... 'Prime' has already gotten the prio on that point. For, Canberra, what's been done to retrieve the girl?"

Walking rounds the table, a sudden rigid man spoke his mind, as he stopped behind Canberra's seat awaiting for an answer.

"To fix the mess that's been done by Morterol's team, I charged my personal team to look up the case. Quintessa or whoever will be retrieved safely and The Humans wont even notice the mess Lora created."

The old rigid man upon hearing the good response continued to walk.

Till the old man who argued with Canberra, Morterol.

"Tom. Tom, I told you last time. That trust could be easily lost. I know you gave Megatron and the little miss the information of that mission.. So, I don't need any-sweet talks-more from you. I need concise answer.. Did you betray me?"

"I would never, Lord Davil. This, this is but a misfortune. The origin of that information was that Michelle Ranna was Quintessa's Reincarnation. I seriously did not know that this would be the end result. Little miss did awaken something, but not what we expected.. As Megatron explained to us earlier, an army of at at least six hundred soldiers vaporized into thin air. No incantation needed, no external medium to execyte said-command. Before, we try to make contact with her, I propose that we---"

Tried to explain a nervous Morterol to a dlaring Lord Davil, until... ... .. .. . . .

A shadow appeared on the round table.

"...Found y'all."

Upon not reacting in time, they all saw the woman in black a few inches away from them and were shocked at the ridicule of the moment.

Canberra, halted with his hand up the effectives under him before another catastrophe occurred.

Morterol looked at Lord Davil and sorted himself out with Megatron.

The other directors stayed still as Lord Davil didn't say anything, yet.

Their loyalty to Lord Davil was unprecedented.

"May I excuse my intervention in your matters, honorable one. I could show you around, if you allow me. May I--"

Lord Davil intervened before being cut off by the appearance of another unintended invitee.

The blue-haired woman who went by the name of 'Lora Bell Witwicky' was forcefully teleported there.

Glancing at the woman in black, Lora realised what had happened.

"How?!"

Questioning the circumstance, she was brought to another place before she could react in time.

"You have my blood."

Lora looked pessimist but realised, that was still the mother she betrayed and gave to the enemy.. But strangely enough, she could not feel animosity from her. It was far too peaceful to be anger this time. It was...

"...What do you want?"

Asked Lora, fearless but doubtful of the Woman in black's intention.

The woman in black listened and willingly answered.

"Let's get ALONE for this one, shall we?"

And like last time with a snap of the finger moved the everyone of the room they were in.

"Everyone!!-- What are you...?"

Screamed Lora, baffled of the easeness of the situation and the limitless that emanate from the woman in black.

"I did not kill them yet, just moved them in another country."

Reassured The woman in black trying to install a trustful climate.

BUT WHY?

"I sense a great need to rebel against everyone you deem on. The blue hair and the revealing outfit. Is that a way of saying fuckk to the world? I never understood you and I never tried to. But the humane side you gave up on was a real part of myself. Alas, awakening me just started something Earth is not prepared for. Lora, why did you betray me?"

Surprised at first.

Lora winced and...

"You lost aura for that one. So, you still remember me?-- To be concise, I am part of this group. We were looking to bring Quintessa on our side and we believed it was you. BUT, we brought something else as you can see. And yes, I did not hesitate to give you up, I never considered you to be a Mother to me."

The woman in black looked emotionless upon hearing that, and only her knew what was going on in her own mind.

"One last question: I believe Lora Belle Witwicky was the name your father gave you. What was mine?"

Taken by surprise by a simple question, Lora smirked before answering.

"..."

Lora gave it some deep thought but ended up giving it away if it meant that the woman in black would just go away.

Cause' after spending time with her, Lora was sure of one thing.

The woman in black was neither a Decepticon nor an Autobot.

She was simply a human.

She did not have that Transmigrator aura.

"Theresay Michanna Osléo."

The woman in black looked happy but it was very subtle on her face.

"....I see.."

Snapping her finger again, the woman in black brought back the directors again.

They looked confused but unscathed.

"Stay safe, Theresay."

And disappeared again, did she, taking with

her years of resentment.

It was clear to Lora.

That goodbye meant that they wouldn't see other for a long time.

Seperated by fate and brought together by circumstance, Mother and Daughter parted ways for good.

"Little Miss, what just happened?"

Asked Morterol, still confused of the trip he did to South Africa.

"I may know who she is."

Lora said with a saddened look on her face.

"..a woman i never tried to understand."

And.

"...a mother i failed to comprehend."

Conclusion of the day..

Hundreds of Humam soldiers perished by the hand of an anonymous assailant.

Demonstration of an immeasurable force by the same anonymous assailant.

Breakup of a mother and her daughter.

Since the woman in black came back, Lora has been given choices with the stake of her people at hand.

And now, its up to her to deal with the aftermaths of bringing chaos..

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"Unicron, come to me. I need you.....please....."

Sobbing and crying, a very saddened Woman In Black in her sleep.

'Motel À 4 Fleurs'

Canadian Soil.

Somewhere in the north.

~to be continued~

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