Megatrons Location
I gracefully rose from the bed, the blanket draped around my body like a flowing garment.
"Jarvis, have you purchased the Glasses yet?" I inquired as I made my way towards the bathroom, preparing for the day ahead.
"Yes, sir. They were acquired for approximately 500 dollars last night upon their upload," Jarvis responded promptly.
Satisfied with his answer, I nodded in acknowledgment. "Jarvis, could you please provide me with Sam Witwicky's current location?" I queried, my footsteps leading me towards the running bathwater.
"Sir, he is currently halfway through his school day," Jarvis informed me.
Lost in my thoughts, I hummed softly to myself as I turned on the tap, allowing the water to cascade into the bath, ready to cleanse away the grime and sweat accumulated during my time within the armor.
After ten minutes, I emerged from the bath, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. I made my way to the temporary closet, where an assortment of clothes and my school uniform awaited me.
Rummaging through the garments, I finally laid my hands on the black pants and white shirt that I had personally tailored when I had taken government an abundance of funds from them. I recalled sending the money eventually back eventially, choosing instead to receive money from Criminals bank accounts.
That was much easier on my conscience.
Donning the black pants and shirt, I slipped on a pair of formal black shoes, completing my ensemble. Feeling invigorated and smelling delightful, I stepped out of the shack into the radiant sunlight, taking a deep breath of the crisp, fresh air.
I had every reason to be content. With the ability to vanquish Totenkbraus and the formidable armor at my disposal, I was finally on the path to achieving my goal of protecting my family and all those dear to me. A surge of happiness coursed through my veins.
Sitting inside the car, I ignited the engine with a gratifying rev.
"Sir, here is the report detailing everything that transpired after you fainted," Jarvis informed me.
I offered a slight smile, attentively listening as Jarvis recounted the events that unfolded once it retrieved the armor. It explained its unsuccessful attempts to stop the black gem and about the black veins on my arm and its uncertainty regarding any potential harm they might pose.
"Jarvis, it's alright. Rather than a detriment, this is actually a benefit," I assured Jarvis, sensing his confusion.
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"Sir, I don't understand," Jarvis replied, seeking clarification.
"It's fine, Jarvis. Don't worry about it," I responded, realizing that explaining the situation to Jarvis would be futile, as its analytical capabilities couldn't encompass the complexities involved.
"Jarvis, how is the armor's healing progressing?" I inquired, shifting our focus to a different matter.
"Sir, the armor has undergone a cleaning process involving freezing within the Specialized Tube that you had designed, and the damaged parts are currently being repaired," Jarvis informed me.
By this point, I had exited the forest and reached the interstate. Taking advantage of the clear road, I directed Jarvis, "Begin preliminary research on the SES Project. I intend to resume its development once I've met with Sam and obtained the glasses from him and met with the transformers hopefully tonight.
I want to establish an initial connection and assure Bumblebee that I am not an adversary."
As I continued driving down the road in silence, two hours passed, and I finally arrived at Sam's school. Parking on a side road adjacent to the school, I observed other parents arriving in their cars to pick up their children.
The school day had just concluded, and I watched as Sam's father arrived in an open-roofed black car, waiting patiently.
A fleeting thought crossed my mind, contemplating whether I should approach him. However, realizing it would be futile and potentially create an uncomfortable situation, I decided against it.
Instead, I opted to wait quietly, intending to follow them and retrieve the glasses when they visited the dealership, just before Bumblebee's arrival.
Patiently observing, I witnessed students pouring out of the school gates, heading towards their respective parents' vehicles. Finally, Sam emerged from the building, practically jumping with excitement, as he made his way towards his father's car.
As Sam settled into the car, enthusiastically showing his father a piece of paper, they began to drive away from the school. I mirrored their actions, driving at a distance behind them.
A few minutes later, I noticed Sam's father turn into the Porsche dealership, causing Sam's excitement to reach its peak.
A chuckle escaped my lips as I witnessed the disappointment wash over Sam's face when his father unexpectedly drove past the Porsche dealership and arrived at a old secondhand car dealership instead.
Maintaining a safe distance, I continued tailing them and parked my car at the secondhand dealership.
Stepping out, I was greeted by the annoying sound of a sign holder dressed in a clown costume, desperately attempting to attract customers to the dealership.
Ignoring the distraction, I focused on Sam, who was engrossed in a conversation about 40 or 50 year virgin cars.
With a friendly smile, I approached them from behind. "Hey!" I called out, causing both Sam and his father to turn towards me.
Startled, Sam blurted out, "What!" before realizing his response was unwarranted, shifting to surprise upon seeing me.
"I am James, and I am here to collect the Glasses of the Great Archibald Witwicky. I believe you were the one selling them on eBay, correct?" I introduced myself, watching as Sam's expression transformed from astonishment to curiosity.
"Yes, that was me. So, you actually bought them for the full amount?" he inquired, perplexed by my purchase since no one had shown any interest in the glasses and he was ready to offer for even 20 dollars in the class.
"Yes, indeed. I am here to collect them," I affirmed, my smile unwavering. Sam retrieved the glasses from his backpack and extended them towards me.
I Observed the Glasses as The sunlight streamed through the lenses, illuminating the markings indicating Megatron's location.