Minata Namikaze: Yello, everyone. What's up? Well, I thought that I let all of you know that this story is a Transformers with no crossovers story. I will be using the first movie of Transformers first before going right into Transformers: Prime even though I know that I've already said this, but I do NOT like the animation artwork (A/N: To those of you, who like the artwork, more power to ya.), but the story-line is awesome and more believable, too. Anyways, onto the disclaimer: I do not own Transformers cause if I did then Bumblebee would be able speak by the Third movie and Hotshot, Red Alert, Landmine, Overdrive, Prowl, and Leobreaker would have been added into the movies plus Jazz, Ironhide, Ratchet, and many others wouldn't have been killed off and the new animations artwork wouldn't suck. I do, however own, Artemis D'Luna better known as Artemis Prime, Daughter of Primus. Remember to Read and Review to let me know what you think, but it you don't the twist that I make then stop reading and find something else. Also don't leave a review that's flame or I will block you. Ja ne.

...My Line...

Artemis D'Luna better known as Lady Artemis Prime, the femmeling of the Cybertronian God and Creator, Primus, and the mate of Optimus Prime, is the Lady High Protector and the Ultimate Neutral Party, who wouldn't think twice to fight along side the Autobots and her mate. However, she ran from Cybertron to hide a 0.02% of the Allspark after lunching the real one off her Planet. But, she has been force to take refuge on the Planet Earth, a planet that she, her deceased Brother, and the original Primes have called Unicorn. The femme Prime has taken on the identity of Artemis D'Luna and pretend to be an 18-year-old and it is when her mech human friend Samuel (Sam) James Witwicky gets a car that turns out to be very much alive, that she is reunited with her Sparkmate and pulled back into a war for the fate of Earth and Cybertron.

Optimus Prime/Original Cybertronian Femme Character(s)

...My Line...

(A 130, 000 Vorns [10, 790, 000 Earth Years] Before Story Starts!)

In a temple where a pulsing giant cube resided, two figures stood in front of it looking up at the artifact.

"I don't know about this, Artemis," a red and blue colored male 'bot stated with a deep baritone voice.

Another 'bot, who stood at a good 15' taller then the other one with a navy royal blue and grayish white frame that has a curves of a female turned glowing cerulean blue optics onto her companion with a gentle look.

"I wish there was another way, My Spark," Artemis Prime, the Lady High Protector, mate of the Prime, and Minor Goddess, told the mech softly in a feminine toned voice that held a tint of power in it. "I must take the cube and hide it where Megatron nor his Decepticons can't find it." She placed a servos upon her companion's cheek with a soft look in her optics. "Once I have hidden it, I will have to go into stasis for however long it takes till I must bring it back to Cybertron."

"Artemis," Optimus Prime, the Leader of the Autobots and the main Prime of Cybertron, vented. "I don't like the thought of you going into stasis." He placed a servo over his Spark Chamber. "After all, you have been in stasis since the second oldest of the Original 13, Megatronus Prime, betrayed your Creator, your Brother, his own siblings, and you."

His mate's optics soften to a sad look at that as it was true especially when she had watched unable to do anything as the traitorous Prime murdered both her Brother, Flamestrike, along with his mate, her Sister-in-bond, Solus Prime. Soon after their deaths, she had then gone into stasis in the core of the Planet that Primus, who was both her Oppiluk (Father) and Danniluk (Mother), created just to hide the Matrix of Leadership from Megatronus, after he had killed the oldest of the 13, Prima.

"I know, Sweetspark, but there is no choice," the femme told him softly before she turned to the cube and hit a green button, thus, launching it into space. "I must go."

She kissed the red and blue mech for what would be the last time in 130, 000 Vorns [10, 790, 000 Earth Years] before stepping a good 100 feet away from him, jump into the air, and transformed into a Cybertronian fighter jet. Optimus watched as she shot off into space, following the path that the cube took before turning to leave while he felt her close her end of their sparkbond.

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Before time began there was...the Cube.

We know not were comes from, only that it has the power to create worlds and fill them with life.

That is how our race was born.

For a time we lived in harmony, but like all great power, some wanted it for good...others for evil.

And so began the war: A war that ravaged our planet until it was consumed by death and the Cube was lost to the far reaches of space.

We scattered across the Galaxy hoping to find it and rebuild our home, searching every star, every world.

And just when all hope seemed lost, a message of the new discovery, drew us to unknown planet called...Earth.

But, we were already too late. - Optimus Prime

...My Line...

It has been a130, 000 Vorns [10, 790, 000 Earth Years] since the Lady High Protector, Artemis Prime, left Cybertron to hide the cube. And another 117 Vorns and 289 Solar Cycles [10, 000 Earth Years] since she hide it on the Planet Earth though she had a run in with Megatron, the Decepticon Warlord, and managed to knock him off course. After Artemis had made sure that the Cube was well hidden and safe, the navy blue and grayish white femme found a place to hide as well and went into stasis only for her to wake up again at the end of the year 1930 and the beginnings of 1931. Artemis looked for the cube quietly and hide from the humans only to find out that they had found and managed to hide it away some how. This forced her to study their language before she hide among them, changing her holoforms look before any can figure out that she wasn't human herself, and search for the cube where much to her annoyance, she could never find it. 76 Solar Cycles [Years] later and Artemis is pretending to be an 18 to 19-year-old human girl in High School under a slightly different designation [Name] and having found a clue to finding the cube.

...My Line...

(A 130, 000 Vorns [10, 790, 000 Earth Years] Years Later!)

Flying high over the desert of Qatar were two Osprey military helicopters with one carrying an eight man Special Ops Team.

"Oh, God, five months of this," one of the men sighed happily. "I can't wait to get a little taste of home. A plate of mama's alligators étouffée... Mmm."

"You've been talking about barbecued 'gators and crickets for the last two weeks," another stated. "I'm never going to your mama's house, Fig. I promise."

"But Bobby, Bobby-" a young man known as Figueroa or Fig to his friends started.

"I'm never going to your mama's house," Robert Epps most commonly known as Epps stated.

"Bobby, 'gators are known to have the most succulent meat," Figs went on as if Epps didn't say anything.

"I understand," Epps nodded as then to the rest of the teams annoyances Fig started to speak in Spanish so Epps starts to mimic Figueroa's Spanish words. "English, please."

"English," William Lennox, leader of the team stated with finality in his voice. "I don't- I mean, how many times have we- we don't speak Spanish. I told you that."

"Why you got to ruin it for me, man?" Fig asked him. "That's my heritage."

He then went back to speaking in Spanish.

"Fine," Lennox sighed. "Go with the Spanish. Whatever."

"Hey, you guys remember weekends?" another man named Donnelly asked. "Huh? The Sox at Fenway. Cold hotdog and a flat beer."

"Perfect day," sighed Epps.

"What about you, Captain?" Fig asked them with a smile. "You got a perfect day?"

"Nah, I just can't wait to hold my baby girl for the first time," answered Lennox.

"Awww..." some of the soldiers awed.

"He's adorable," Donnelly joked.

"That's too-" Epps went to join in.

"Shut up," Lennox ordered.

There was a lot of various chatter by the base soldiers as they got off the plans after landing.

"Hey, I'm ready to do this," Epps told them with a smile. "Hey, any of y'all grow some balls, come see me on the court, man."

…My Line…

"Hey, hey!" a soldier yelled.

"Watch this crossover, baby," Epps told the solider he was playing with. "Like Jordan in his prime, pushing through the front line."

…My Line…

"Step aside, ladies," Fig ordered as he pushed some of the soldiers that were showering out of the way.

"Oh, man."

"What? Oh-"

…My Line…

"Lennox!" a local boy named Mahfouz called out as he ran up.

"Hey, how you doing?"

"Water?" Mahfouz asked

"Oh, thank you," Lennox smiled at him. "Are you gonna help me with the gear?"

…My Line…

It wasn't long till Lennox walked into the tent and looked at the soldier there.

"My wife on?" he asked a soldier nearby.

"Yes, Captain."

Lennox smiled as he walked over to another computer where Sarah Lennox face was on with a baby girl in her arms.

"Ahahaha! My ladies!"

"Look," she told their Daughter, who made baby noises.

"Oh, my goodness," gasped Lennox. "Look at her. She's getting so big. Look at those cheeks. I just wanna chew on them. Baby, we made a good-looking kid. I know that people say that all the time, but... Wow, we made one good-looking kid. Nice work."

"She has your laugh," informed Sarah.

"She laughed?" asked Lennox as his Daughter made more baby noises.

"Her first one, yeah," nodded Sarah

"You la- you sure she didn't just fart?" William went to say before asking.

"No, she's a lady," Sarah sighed before the baby girl started to cry. "She doesn't know you yet, but she will." It was then that the computers started to go on the fritz. "Will?"

"Sarah?" asked Lennox. "Hey, Sarah, if you can hear me, I love you and I'll be home soon. Damn."

Will let out a sigh before standing up straight and looking and without a second thought he left the tent.

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Once outside and noticing that it was already dark out making Lennox let out a grunt though they were wondering what was going on as everyone was running around in a panic.

"They bombed the antenna farm!" Epps yelled as he run towards him. "We're under attack!"

Without a second thought he grabbed guns that were nearby before rushing towards the tanks.

"Here, come here!" Will ordered his team and Mahfouz, who let out a squeal. "Come here!" The strange machine let outs strange noise while soldiers where shouting. "Here, hide in here!"

"Oh, my God," gasped Fig. "Okay."

"No!" yelled Epps as he tripped and fall onto his back under the machine. "Oh! Oh-" He then left out a pair of binoculars to his eyes which had the thing looking at him. Fig holds up a mini cannon and fired at the machine before it could attack Epps, who stumbled up to his feet. "What the f-"

"Epps, let's go!" Lennox yelled as Epps almost collapse next to him.

The team all took off running while the machine attacked the base after setting another machine after the ones that got away.

...My Line...

(Tranquility, Nevada!)

The Lady High Protector of the Planet Cybertron, Artemis Prime, under the alias of Artemis D'Luna, a wavy waist length, blonde haired and bright cerulean blue eyed girl with an ivory tone, sat in the back of a classroom reading a book on Egypt's history.

"Miss D'Luna!"

The hidden Cybertronian looked up at Mr Hosney, the History teacher in annoyance.

"Yes Mr Hosney?"

"Would you please pay attention?" Mr Hosney asked.

"Not fragging likely," the 830, 000, 000 or something Vorns old femme mumbled under her breath as she rolled her eyes.

Mr Hosney looked down at his list of names.

"Okay, Sam Witwicky, you're up."

Artemis watched as Samuel James Witwicky got up from his desk, went to the front, and then dump out the contents of his back pack. This had her rolling her eyes before she went back to her book wondering when she will be able to see her mate again.

"Sorry, I've got a lot of stuff," he said making the blonde holoform to look up before she let out a sigh. "For my family gen..."

The Minor Cybertronian Goddess let out a sigh again when a jock in front of her used a rubber band to hit Sam.

'Glitch,' she thought with a growl.

"Who did...who did that?" Mr Hosney asked as he stood up and then pointed at the room of teens and one holoform. "People! Responsibility!"

Artemis rolled her eyes as the History didn't even look threatening unlike, Solus Prime, when she had been angered.

"Okay," Sam started again. "So, for my family genealogy report, I decided to do it on my great-great-grandfather, who was a famous man, Captain Archibald Witwicky. Very famous explore." He reached out to take a paper with a map on it. "In fact, he was one of the first to explore the Arctic Circle, which was a big deal."

'Boring,' the Cybertronian thought.

"In 1897, he took 41 brave sailors straight into the Arctic Shelf," Sam explained. "So, that's the story."

The blonde and blue eyed holoform completely tuned him out, but then stood up when the bell rung, however, she froze as her holoform's eyes caught sight of a pair of glasses that Sam was holding up.

'There they are,' she thought in giddiness at the sight of them.

She could make out a map imprinted on them, but she had to shake her head to clear her processor before she grabbed everything and put them away. Artemis knew that she had to think of how to get them and it was as she walked out of the room while Sam was trying to to sell the glasses that a light bulb went off in her mind.

...My Line...

The blonde let out a sigh as she closed the locker that she was using after putting some of the things that was given to her by the school inside and the rest of her things in her backpack before heading for the doors of the school.

"Artemis!" a female voice called out making her to stop. "Wait up!"

Artemis looked over her shoulder to see a dark haired girl running towards her.

"Mikaela?" she asked confused.

"I wanted to know if you're coming to the lake party later?" Mikaela asked once she caught up.

The disguised Cybertronian looked at her as they walked out of the school building.

"Yeah, I'll be there," she answered.

"Great," Mikaela cheered before she headed towards her Boyfriend Trent and a group of jocks. "I'll see you there!"

The blonde and blue eyed holoform nodded before walking towards a navy royal blue that moved into grayish white in a flame like design 2007 Peterbilt 359 Sleeper Semi Truck. The Semi truck had tinted dark windows that the moment that the blonde climbed into the cab and closed the door, it vanished before the truck started up and pulled out of the parking lot.

...My Line...

Artemis vented a sigh as her alt-mode sat on the side of the road in front of a dealership that has old rusty cars. She had her com. link on listening to the Witwickys as they headed her way.

"I got a little surprise for you, son," Mr Witwicky's voice said over the radio.

The Lady High Protector let a small cackle of amusement out knowing that Sam's Father had pulled into a Porsche dealership.

"What kind of s..." Sam trailed off.

"Yeah, a little surprise."

"No, no, no, no, no, no!" the younger male Witwicky started to freak out. "Dad! Oh, you got to be kidding me?"

"Yeah, I am," Mr Witwicky answered with a laugh. "You're not getting a Porsche."

With one last vented sigh, her holoform stepped out of the semi truck as the two males pulled up to the dealership.

"Here?" Sam asked in outrage. "No, no, no, what is this?" The blonde walked up to them. "You said...you said half a car, not half a piece of crap, Dad."

The two male Witwickys got of the car.

"When I was your age, I'd have been happy with four wheels and an engine," Sam's father told him. "Hi, Artemis."

"Mr Witwicky," she returned with a nod as she placed her hands into a pair of stone cold wash blue skinny jeans that her holoform was wearing.

"Okay, let me explain something to you," Sam stated as he looked at the cars while they walked into the lot. "Okay? You ever see 40-year-old Virgin?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, that's what this is. And this is 50-year-old."

"Ah, okay."

"You want me to live that life? Hmm?"

"No sacrifice..."

"Yeah, no victory."

"No victory."

"You know, I got it. The old Witwicky motto, Dad."

"Right."

The femme rolled her blue eyes as an African American male walked up to them.

"Gentlemen," the man greeted. "And lady." Artemis had coughed into her hand. "Bobby Bolivia, like the country, expect without the runs." The femme slightly glared at the man as he laughed. "How can I help you?"

"Well, my son here...is looking to buy his first car."

"And you came to see me?"

"I had too," Sam answered.

"That practically makes us family. Uncle Bobby B, baby. Uncle Bobby B."

"Sam."

"Sam, let me talk to you. Sam, your first enchilada of freedom awaits underneath one of those hoods. Let me tell you something, son. A driver don't pick the car. The car'll pick the driver."

"Mm."

This had the holoform rolling her eyes before she went to look around the lot when a flash of yellow and black caught her eyes. So she walked over to it out with a small smile.

"Nice," she mumbled as she ran her holoform's hands over the hood of the 1977 Chevy Camaro. "Now what is a handsome car like you doing here, hm?" To her surprise the Camaro shivered under her hand making her to narrow her eyes with growl, she opened up her Comms. ::What are you? Autobot or Decepticon?::

::Who are you?:: an all to familiar voice asked right back.

::Bumblebee?::

::How do you know me?::

The holoform rolled her eyes annoyance.

::It's Artemis Prime, the Sparkmate of Optimus Prime::

::Lady Artemis!::

::Why are you here?::

::Ordered by your mate to protect Samuel Witwicky and find the Allspark::

She rolled her eyes while letting out a sigh.

::I told him to leave it to me::

::There are Decepticons on this Planet...::

::WHAT?!::

::And you can't take them all on by yourself::

"Sam!" the femme called over her shoulder. "Mr Witwicky! Come over here and check out this car!" ::Fine. Just follow my lead::

::Roger::

Sam walked over to him and the two cars.

"What did you find, Artemis?"

"A 1977 Chevy Camaro," the blonde answered with a smile. "He's a beauty, huh?"

"Yeah," he answered. "This one ain't bad." He ran his hand over the length of the Camaro. "This one's has got racing stripes."

Artemis moved out of the way as Ron moved to stand next to Sam while the car salesman Bobby went to stand behind it to begin his pitch.

"Yeah, it got racing..." he began, but trailed off looking highly confused again. "Yeah, what is this? What the heck is this?" Bobby looked around as his voice rosed in volume. "I don't know nothing about these cars. Manny!"

Sam slunk into the diver's seat while the Minor Cybertronian Goddess kept an eye out for an 'Cons as the young Witwicky picturing himself driving it around town.

"Feels good," he mumbled running his hand over the steering wheel before he noticed an odd emblem in the center of the wheel that made him lean closer to it as he removed the dust with his finger. "Hey, Artemis!"

"Yeah?" the female holoform asked.

"Come here for a second?" asked the young Witwicky.

Rising an eyebrow the blue eyed 830, 000, 000 or something Vorns old femme walked around the car and to the driver's side door of the Camaro.

"What's up?" she asked as she leaned in.

"This symbol..." Sam began as he pointed it out to her.

"What about it?" she asked.

"Have you seen it before?" Sam asked.

"Nope," Artemis answered.

The Lady High Protector stood up straight as she crossed her arms over her chest before she tune back in.

"How much?" Ron asked.

"Well, considering the semi-classic nature of the vehicle, with the slick wheels, and paint job..." Bobby told them with a smile.

"But, the paints faded," Sam stated as he raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, but it's custom," Bobby retorted.

'This guy is ridiculous,' Artemis thought annoyed. 'Not even Mudflap and Skids are this ridiculous.'

"So, it's custom faded?" Sam asked from the diver's seat as Bobby leaned down to look at the male teen.

"Well, it's your first car so I wouldn't expect you to understand," Bobby told him before standing back up and made eye contact with Ron as the Lady High Protector rolled her eyes. "5 grand."

"Nope, I'm not paying over 4," Ron said as he crossed his arms while shaking his head. "Sorry."

"Kid, come one, get out," Bobby said as he leaned down. "Get out of the car."

"No, no, no," Sam stated. "You said cars their drivers."

"Well, sometimes they pick a driver with a cheap-ass father," Bobby said. "Out of the car."

Artemis rolled her eyes again as the sales man stepped over to a very ugly yellow bug that was beside the Camaro and opening the door and crawling in.

::Do whatever you can to get sold to Sam, Bumblebee::

::Got it::

"Now, this one here for 4 Gs is a beaut."

Ron had a pleased look on his face before he spotted a blue car as Sam got out of the one he wanted.

"There's a Fiesta with racing stripes over there," he pointed out to his son.

"No, I don't want a Fiesta with racing stripes," Sam told him stubbornly as he ignored Bobby, who was still taking.

"This is a classic engine right here," Bobby stated. "I sold a car the other day..."

It took everything that the blonde had to not laugh when Sam closed the driver's door only for the passenger door to swing up to slam into the side of the bug. This left a dent in it as the bug was pushed over as the horn blared to life with the force cutting Bobby off.

"Geez, holy cow," Ron gasped as the sales man climbed out. "You alright?"

"No, no, no," Bobby said. "No worries! I'll get a sledgehammer and knock this right out. Hey, hey, Manny! Get your clown cousin and get some hammers and come bang this stuff out, baby!"

::Come on, Bee::

"Greater then man..."

"That one's my favorite, drove all the way from Alabama," Bobby went on as he walked away while point at a completely different car.

"Get down and cover Sam, My Lady."

830, 000, 000 or something Vorns of life had taught her many things and so without thinking about it, Artemis grabbed Sam before pushing to the ground while covering him as a high pitch sound came from the car.

"DUCK!

"GO!"

The blonde stood up slowly noticing that the three males where doing the same thing before Bobby turned slowly in a circle to see very car in the lot, minus the Camaro was windowless.

"4,000," he squeaked as he swirled around on his heels and held up 4 fingers.

::Good work, Bee:: she commed as the camaro shook with silent laughter. "Hey Sam!"

"Yeah!"

"I'm going to head out!"

"Alright, I'll see you at the Lake Party!"

"See you then!"

Once the three males were inside the dealership, the blonde looked around before the holoform vanished in pixels and the Semi started up before pulling out onto the road.

...My Line...

It didn't take long for Artemis to reach what looked like a large castle like mansion just outside of Tranquility. The High Protector drove up to a pair of garage doors that opened for her before she pulled inside and transformed into her bipedal form as the doors closed. The inside of the castle like mansion was huge and allowed for her stand at her full height and yet still have a 100 feet from the top of her helm to the ceiling left. On her left servo side was a wing that lead to a training and weapons room while also on the left side wall away from the left wing was a pair of hanger doors that lead to a medical bay and on her right servo side lead to quarters for both human and Cybertronian alike. Wrapped around the wall in the main room was metal path wrapped around the main room for humans to be at optic level with a Cybertronian.

There was even two areas for the humans to either relax in and to work on either of the back wall where there was a giant computer that she had build from what she remembered of Teletran 1, but the only problem was that she had was that she had to use human computer sat ups. She was pretty happy with how the place turned out as she had saved so much money for 76 years from being an actress, a singer, owner of a software and/or even a vehicle dealing company, and even stocks in other companies, too. She had put the money in a Swiss account under the Prime title that she only touched when she had the building she was standing in build for when the Autobots make an appearance on the Earth.

With a vented, Artemis walked down the hallway on right and into the room at the end of the hall. This was designed to looked like an apartment/bedroom mix, only it was meant for Cybertronians with the four walls were painted a navy blue, grayish white, red, and blue colors. Against the right servo side wall sat the only Japanese looking thing: a Cybertronian berth that looks like a tomaru platform bed with blue sheets and the comforter was as silver as steel. In the corner of the room was what looked like a living area while nearby was an Energon deposit. Next to the berth holding an alarm clock and berthside lamp was a night stand while against the left hand side wall sat a desk meant for two that held two Cybertronian laptops along with a few datapeds. Along the rest of the right side was a Cybertronian size book shelf that hold more datapeds and books.

On the left servo side was a second door that lead to the master berthroom's washracks. Artemis once again vented a sigh before she went and laid down on the berth thinking back to when she had been on Cybertron and with her mate. She felt her spark give a painful tug at the thought of her home and lover before she closed her optics to rest.

...My Line...

It was around 5 in afternoon when the Semi pulled up at the Lake where a group of High Schoolers where before the blonde holoform stepped out of her alt-mode. The Cybertronian than took noticed of a dark haired and blue eyed teen making her smile before she walked up to her.

"Mikaela!" she called out happily.

"Artemis!" the dark haired teen returned the greeting happily.

The girls hugged each other before Sam pulled up slightly behind her with a blonde haired male in the seat.

'Good Creator,' she thought as the two boys got out of the Camaro. 'Really Sam? Why bring Miles?'

"Hey, guys, check it out," a jock said getting their attention along with his friends. "Oh, hi. Hey, bro." Artemis narrowed her eyes at him though she rolled her eyes as Miles started to climb a tree. "That car. It's nice. Hey. So, what are you guys doing here?"

'Oh Creator,' thought the blonde holoform with a groan.

"So what are you guys doing here?" asked the jock as he walked towards the Witwicky male, who has a nervous look on his face.

"We're here to climb this tree," Sam lied while trying not to stutter and embarrass himself.

"I see that," Trent stated as he watched Miles before looking at Sam again. "It looks...It looks fun."

"Yeah," agreed Sam."

"You know, I thought I recognized you," the jock suddenly said making the Witwicky female to narrow her eyes. "You trued out for the football team last year, right?"

Artemis just barely with held a wince as she had been there for that.

"Oh, no, no, that...no," Sam said suddenly. "That wasn't like a real tryout." The minor Goddess raised an eyebrow. "It was researching a book I was writing."

"Oh, yeah?" asked the jock.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?" asked jock with a smirk. "What's it about? Sucking at sports?"

Sam gave a little laugh as the jock's friends laughed like an idiots.

"No, it's about the link between brain damage and football," Sam answered. "No, it's a good book. Your friends well love it. You know, it's got mazes in it and, you know, little coloring areas, sections, pop-up pictures. It's a lot of fun."

"That's funny," growled the jock as he stepped forward.

"Okay, okay," the dark-haired girl said as she stepped in between them while the holoform stood next to her with her arms crossed. "You know what?" Mikaela pushed on Trent's chest. "Stop."

Both girls then walked back to the group though the femme Prime looked at Sam with a 'Nice going' look.

"Hey, guys, I know of a party. Let's go, let's head."

Both Artemis and Mikaela stood next to each other as they faced Trent.

"Hey, how about you let me drive?" Mikaela asked him with a smile.

"Oh, no," answered Trent at once. "No, no, no. This is not a toy. These twenty-twos, I don't want you grinding them. No. Why doesn't my little bunny and her little bunny friend just hop in the back seat?"

"Oh," sighed Mikaela. "Oh God, I can't even tell you how much I'm not your little bunny."

She then reached into the truck and pulled out her bag before both her and Artemis turned around and started to walk away from the group.

"Oh-kay," Trent said with a shrug. "You'll call me."

"Do you want a lift home?" the blonde asked.

"No, that's okay," Mikaela told her with a smile. "But, thanks anyways."

"Alright," the minor Goddess sighed before going over to her alt-mode.

The Semi started up once she made her holoform vanished and drove off to head back to the base she had build.

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Artemis let out a sigh as she sat parked in the parking lot of a BK the very next day when Sam on a pink bicycle hit a bump in the side walk and went over the handle bars of the bike in front of Bugger King where Mikaela was hanging out with her female friends.

"Whoaah!"

"Oh, my God!" once of the dark-haired girl's friends gasped.

"Sam?" said dark-haired girl asked.

"That has got to hurt," the femme Prime cackled quietly.

"Oh, hi," Sam grunted in greeting

"That was, uh, that was really...awesome."

"Uh, well, it felt awesome."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm not okay, alright?" Sam asked in answer as he got up and picked up the bike. "I'm losing my mind a little bit. I'm getting chased by my car right now." He then took off with Bumblebee following him again. "Got to go."

"Huh?"

::Bumblebee what are you doing?::

::Following Samuel::

::And trying to give him a heart attack?:: Artemis asked as she started up her alt-mode and took off after Sam and the Autobot Scout.