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Former agent Simmon

Lennox pounded on Simmon's butcher shop door and the shout of an old lady shook the house.
"Get the door!" The woman shouted.
"Alright mother, I heard the door, we're closed butchers isn't open!" The door swung open. The man frowned.
"I just got back from that sand trap and now your here again where's the kid." He looked behind the two soldiers that were dressed casually.
"What do you want?" He said angrily.
"We want some information on sector seven we got some people talking about something code named wing clip and have tried taking some information on a truck turning into a robot even though it's been previously scanned at base."
"Meet me round back I'll distract my mother with the maltesers I may have some information buried away." The men rounded the shop through the over grown garden. Ironhide and optimus transformed to get into the garden.
"Hey if my mother see a robot in our back garden she'll have a stroke please guys." Simmon complains.
"Fine we need to talk." Ironhide grumbles and the two autobots transform back into vehicles.
"Great just great they can't get in here I seem to lack the space." Simmons continued but the soldiers interrupted.
"Do you know anything we need to move." Simmons opened the wide.
"Be quiet." Simmons whispered and then two more beings warped in and Simmons jumped back.
"Calm down its just Optimus and Ironhide." Lennox snapped.
"When were you able to do that." Simmons said in shock.
"Not long ratchet has only recently designed our solid holograms." Optimus replied hoping to move this along.
"Meat locker now." Simmons led the men down into the hidden basement.
"Come on in. Wing clip...Wing clip that rings a bell..ahh. it's the retrieval unit for project nightingale. Wait a moment it should be here somewhere." Simmons began to climb the mountains of paper. Then came back into view with a thick folder that looked worse for wear. He slammed it down on and table and dust scattered.
"This is all we have most information was taken by the wing clip unit that has only one goal to terminate or capture something called project nightingale I don't know what I didn't even start working for them when this was implemented." He opened it up and a lot of the information was blacked out. Pictures of the cube was the first picture rousing the two autobots attention.
"Uhh..here it is 1947 October the unknown cube is under control of the USA yadda yadda.. many scientists flown in to study the strange energy that the cube object radiates. One scientist named Alice Last name blacked out was involved in an accident while studying the energy was knocked unconscious. Doctor began feeling ill, large part blacked out. Keeping her contain within the facility, blacked out again. The accident has been a fail to replicate must keep the girl cannot make more, blacked out. The more stress her body is under the more accelerated the change becomes and the stronger, blacked out. It has escaped we have been authorized to hunt it to kill or preferably capture, the rest is blacked out. There are some gruesome pictures to go with it." Simmons took out the picture spreading them out on the table. The picture were old and fuzzy. Optimus picked up one and studied it making out the outline of a child laid down on a table the features long worn away.
"This is crazy, this girl would be a grandma by now shouldn't they be looking at care homes." Eps said aloud.
"Naw they must have a reason to still active maybe this girl has descendants they want, this was Higher than me if strong signals were detected we were to hand them over to that unit before they were handed back it they stopped asking for information while that thing in mission city took place." Simmon said trying to make out the images.
"What makes my skin crawl is that that little girl looks to be only four to five and that picture you're holding big guy is an electrocution table those look to be the outline of electrode probes.
"Your kind would torture your own young disgusting." Ironhide spat in rage.
"There are sick people in every culture the majority of us would never allow this to happen I would kill anyone who would do that to a child." Lennox said defending his race.
"So we know that the person on the tape is somehow connected to this child and sector seven did some cruel things that would make us all shudder anything else how has the person managed to stay hidden so long." Eps says ready to move out.
"Well she must be giving off radiation similar to you guys as we were told to deliver any radiation readings found but non ever came up." Simmons said putting everything back in the envelope Optimus handed back the picture.
"So we have nothing to go on." Lennox said annoyed.
"I did find radiation black spots where readings just disappeared they thought they were just anomalies but they seemed to be in the same spot." Simmons said getting out a map of America he began drawing on circles.
"I found that in each area had a large amount of vacant land away from towns and here's what struck me as odd there was always a junk yard, scrape yard or unauthorized tip all abandoned." Simmons said.
"So we got a pattern places where not many humans live, large amounts of unwanted metal and dark zones where energy signals don't show." Ironhide said.
"We need to find the human before the humans do or the decepticons." Optimus said before he got a call.
"Optimus we got a message from an unknown source coordinates with one word Jazz it seem to good to be true." Ratchet said through his com.
"We got a hit, we roll out now that the file." And the humanoid holograms faded.

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