Down the Hollywood strip the store with the TV displays the broad cast was interrupted by a familiar man who excused himself for the interruption. "This just in braking news," the outside speaker though was tuned into the local radio station and that had a different explanation.
"Whoa!" the announcer gasped. "Well we're getting these in more and more, Michael,"
"Thanks Paul, once again those aliens better known as the Transformers, have caused more havoc, this time attacking a military dam, apparently a remote place where only the defense structure was damaged. Now that is interesting."
"You're telling me Michael, most of the time they are killing someone or something. I've had to attend a few funerals because of those…." He couldn't think of what the 'evil' robots called themselves.
"Right Decepticons, them and their leader Megatron don't care much for humans." Paul's voice quivered.
"Once again the Autobots were there to fight them off and help repair the damaged brought on by their war." Michael finished the report.
"Did they kidnap anyone?"
"Not that has been reported."
"No deaths, no kidnappings, if you ask me this seems suspicious." Paul said.
"Let's not look at it like that the reports say there have been new Decepticons that haven't been seen before,"
"Oh good, more of those monsters to kill us."
"Now Paul, preliminary reports no one is missing and no one was killed."
"Well we were lucky then."
"Do you expect them to come here or something?" Michael tried to change and lightened the mood.
"I'd really give them a piece of my mind if they did." Though the people listening to the radio couldn't see him but could tell by the tone of his voice he had a strong distain for the Transformers.
"What do you say we play this new jam?" Michael suggested.
"Sure, let's do that."
The music began to play and those that had stopped in mid Hollywood looked at the TV's in the window a little longer as the shape of four air craft were seen fleeing the scene, they weren't the usual trine of Seekers that the humans had began to recognize these three were much different.
After the song had taken over and the microphones were off Paul turned to Michael, "Look, those things took my little girl. I haven't heard anything from her since." His voice was shaking and seemed tired, his posture slumped.
"I didn't know, why didn't you tell anyone?" Michael couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"What was I supposed to do? But this is why I transferred here. I wanted to be kept up on everything be the first to know if she survived or not." The elder man sighed hard.
"Do you mean those two women that looked like they willingly went with the jet ones?" Michael had a fascination for the Transformers and had watched that particular piece of footage at least fifty times.
"I don't care what it looked like I know my little girl and she wouldn't go willingly like that." He slammed his fist down on the chair's armrest.
"Look I'll contact Arthur, at our sister station see if they have released the names yet, then I'll talk to Matthew, he seems to think that you can contact Transformers over the internet." Michael rubbed his head, "I donno, if we're lucky we might be able to find out where they took her, or maybe inform the Autobots."
Paul was conflicted, he wanted to know very much what had happened, but on the other hand wanted nothing to do with the giant Robots whatsoever. "I don't know, I .."
"Ten seconds" came from the intercom.
Silence filled the booth as they counted down the ticks till they went live again.
"Welcome back! Mighty Michael here bringing you the latest news!"
"Pounding Paul here too, ready to give you the best beats," even though he sounded energetic he was anything but.
"I have a special request for all you out there listening. One of our comrades here had one of his family taken by the Decepticon raiders while she was taken right here in California the only footage that has been aired is that of the second abductee in Michigan I am sending out a plea if anyone knows anything on how to contact the Autobots or even the Decepticons we just want to know if she's still with us; give us a call light up that board folks!"