• The winter wind nipped sharply at her exposed face and hands. Snow blew across the ground, gusting into grey December nothingness. Christmas was near, yet the holiday joy quickly retreated as she was told her family had gone without a trace. Amanda was free to wander with the silver Autobot femme that had saved her that fateful afternoon. Delta kneeled and patted Amanda's shoulder. " They never knew what hit 'em. They're in a better place, if they belive in an afterlife, that is." Amanda looked up and the visored face. " Any place is better than in the middle of a Decepticon's revenge, Delta." Delta looked upon the rubble thoughtfully. "True. C'mon Amanda lets go, the police will be here any second to continue investigation." Delta transformed into her alt mode and Amanda climbed into the Driver's seat.