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A/N: Sorry, but I'm battling writer's block with Children of Megatron at the moment, so I thought I'd type this up. What if the Transformers were real? What if you could give them a warning that would keep them safe? That's what I tried to do with my open letter. By the way, if anyone else wants to write a letter to potential alien visitors to Earth they want to post, feel free. If you would like to tack it on to this story, just send it to me, I will only reserve the right to fix spelling errors/grammatical mistakes. Content/credit will remain the authors'. As always, read and review.
Visitor Warnings
Chapter One:
As the credits for "Dark of the Moon" scrolled past the screen, I found myself lost in my own thoughts; the main problem with Optimus' character was his naïveté. He actually trusted the wrong people – Sentinel and the U.S. Government. Heck, even Americans don't trust the word of the government, what they did to the Native Americans is proof of why.
Shifting my thoughts as I turned off the DVD, I began to muse to myself; "I know we aren't alone in this universe. It's very vain of us to believe humans are the only sentient species, there's got to be someone else out there.
"Heck, for all I know, the transformers are real and the government has them locked up somewhere, keeping them secret from the masses so they can get away with treating them like things.
"Wouldn't it be great if they actually were real? But, if they were real, I'd hope they'd get scared off by all of the disgusting things on the internet and not put themselves in the kind of danger I know the government is capable of."
Yes, I talk to myself. Sometimes, listening to your own voice echo off the walls can give you crazy ideas. Well, that's what happened. I got this crazy idea; if the transformers, or any sentient extraterrestrial for that matter, were to happen onto this planet, they need to be warned off.
Nodding to myself at my half-formed idea, I logged onto the computer and opened a new document. I was going to try and warn any would be alien visitors, especially the transformers, away from this planet.
Dear Non-Earthlings;
I don't know why you chose to come here, but I truly must warn you, for your own sake, stay away from us. We, the predominate sentient species, humans, are terrible beings; our leaders are untrustworthy and untrusting, we are greedy, petty, spiteful and hateful. Our species, in general, is selfish and condescending to anyone who is different, even among our own kind. We cannot agree on a single form of government, religion or morality.
The only thing I am sure of is that if you come here, you will be in danger. Our governments will keep your arrival secret, capture you and then examine you like an experiment. Your technology will be harvested, with or without your permission, then we will try to replicate it, primarily to manufacture weapons. They will then try to use those weapons against you as well as each other. So, it is in your best interest not to come here.
However, as this letter shows, not all of us are like that. Some of us will greet you with naïve acceptance, some with cautious skepticism and some with reserved judgment. But again, there will also be a good number who will fear and hate you simply because you are not human, or an Earthling, whichever the case may be. Personally, I would hope to not be in the position of greeting you at all; as I said, I firmly believe that you would be in danger here.
If, unfortunately, this letter has given you hope that someone on this planet may give you a fair chance, and you come in peace, I must encourage you to make a proper entrance; do not bring enough ships to circle the planet and blot out the sky – that would be viewed as a threat and a challenge, very bad consequences. Do make a spectacle of your entrance – make certain that the majority of the planet has seen you arriving so that the governments can't keep you hidden and subjected to their whims. I also strongly suggest you make an appearance at a peaceful world event of some kind – the summer Olympics, a worldwide sporting competition, is going on in London, England at the moment - that would be a good place to physically land for first contact. Then, we have the winter Olympics in two years in Sochi, Russia, that would be a good place to land as well.
So, if I couldn't dissuade you from coming to this planet, and being a person of conscience, I really must try, then please make certain you are not made a victim of our planet's government.
Sincerely,
A Human of Conscience
Quickly, I saved the file, then uploaded and posted it to my fanfiction account. Sighing in relief that I did what I could to try and help any possibly real transformers avoid unnecessary trouble, I turn off the computer and grab a towel. Time to get ready for bed.
