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A sixteen year old Onyx awoke to a loud noise downstairs, she got up, slipped on her black shorts, and pulled the corner of her oversized gray t-shirt tugging and twisting until her shirt was baggy and tight, rolling the extra fabric and wrapping a hair tie around the small ball of gray silk fabric. She stalked downstairs, her steps wary and silent. She heard hurried shuffling in the kitchen. She snuck up towards the wall, making sure to keep hidden. All of a sudden, she felt a hand wrap around her mouth, the other around her neck. She squealed, starting to struggle. "Fuckin-!!" The man growled.
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Onyx jumped up into a sitting position, panting and holding her neck loosely. "Holy-" she mutters, voice shaky. She gets up and grabs her hoodie, sneaking passed Will and Sarah's bedroom, peeking her head into Annabelle's bedroom to make sure she was alright. Afterwards she quietly made her way down the stairs, opening the front door and closing it behind her before making her way to the black GMC Topkick in the driveway. She sat down on the tailgate, running her fingers through her hair and sighing. She felt a hand on her shoulder and jumped, whipping her 42 caliber out and aiming it at her offender's head. "Woah!" a familiar voice whisper-yells. She sighs again and puts the gun away. "Dammit, Honee!" she quietly snarls. "Hehe~ heya Nyx." the blonde giggles, and Onyx pulls her into a hug. "Whatcha doin' here kiddo?" Onyx asked. "Orionlynn asked me to check on you." the younger blonde woman says, and Onyx nods. "I'm fine, now go back to base." Onyx says, and Honee nods before disappearing.
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The next morning, Onyx was awoken by an envelope being thrown onto her face. "Wha-!?" she yelps, sitting up abruptly. "Good morning." Will greets her, grinning in mischief. "Yeah, yeah, fuck you too, Uncle Len." She grumbles, throwing the envelope onto her bedside table as she lays down and pulls the thick gray comforter over her head. "C'mon, Nyx. It's already 10:30 in the morning." William says. "Boohoo" was her muffled reply.
An hour later, Onyx shuffled down the stairs and into the kitchen to get herself some coffee. "Still grumpy?" William asks. Onyx grunts softly, and little Annabelle runs into the kitchen, colliding with Onyx's leg and falling onto her rump."Ouchie!" she whines. Onyx picks her up while her coffee brews. "You okay, Annie?" she asks, ruffling the two year old's hair. "Uh-huh!" she says happily. Onyx smiles and takes a sip from her coffee. "I wanna taste!" Annabelle says and Onyx laughs. "Aye, Sarah!" Onyx calls out. "Whats up, Onyx?" she asks from her spot on the couch in the living room. "Is Annie allowed trying some coffee?" Onyx asks. "I don't see why not." Sarah says. Onyx grins and Annabelle yells happily. "Only a little bit at first okay?" Onyx says and Annabelle nods. "Otay.." she says, not yet able to pronounce the 'k' in 'okay'. Onyx holds the black thermos up to the two year old's lips, and Annabelle takes a small cautious sip. "That good?" Onyx asks once she sees the grin beginning to take place on Annabelle's face. "Uh-huh! More! More!" Annabelle demands and Onyx allows her to drink a little bit more. "Okay baby bean that's enough for now, I need some too, goofball." Onyx teases and Annabelle stops drinking the coffee, letting out a small giggle. "Sowwy..!" she says, and Onyx kisses her forehead before drinking some coffee herself. "Good, huh?" Onyx says and Annabelle eagerly nods. "Hey Onyx, when are you gonna open that letter? It's from my military base and I need an answer by tonight." Will calls. "Give me a minute, I'm playing with Annie." Onyx says, and Will comes into the kitchen. "Did you seriously just give her fucking coffee?" William asks and Onyx grins innocently, both females shaking their heads no. "Just- open the damn letter." Will says and Onyx salutes. "Yessir!" she says.
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"WHAT!!???" Onyx's voice released a shrill shriek as she opened the letter. "Surprise?" Will says, knowing that Onyx was both excited, and very. Very. VERY pissed off. "I don't even get a fucking week?" Onyx snarls. "Not even a week off work from being in Vietnam and loosing my fiance and I'm being deployed AGAIN!?!?!?!?" she snarls. "Your technically not being deployed. N.E.S.T is a base nearby." Will says. "Really? What do you work with? Bombs? Advanced guns?" she remarked sassily. "Actually, we work with Autobots. We're a base designed to stop what's left of the decepticons." Will says and Onyx looks down. "Fine." she mutters. "What?" he asks, confused. "I guess I work for you now." Onyx says, and then walks back to her room.395Please respect copyright.PENANAQRwTGpXvMz
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Unknown to Will, she knew who had killed Magnus, and was only joining in order to make sure said 'con was killed.
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