Maximum Overdrive: Electrifying
By: Trixanity
A/N: Hey! I'm back. This will be my first Transformers fanfic. I can't tell you guys how much I love Transformers, but I've loved them since I can remember. I would love it if you guys reviewed and tell me whether you like it, hate it, or you're just reviewing to give a little constructive criticism.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Transformers movie or anything like it. Hasbro and Michael Bay do. The only people I own are the ones you don't recognize. All the places are real, but the names have changed. These events never happened, nor will they ever…hopefully.
Okay. I'm going to give you guys a brief description of each character at the beginning of each chapter until I run out of characters used in this story.
Name: Tygen Deraurri
Age: 16
Height: 5'8"
Hair: Platinum blonde with orange streaks
Eyes: Hazel (for the most part)
Bio: Lived in three different states before moving to Utah with mother. Parents are divorced. Mother was in the Navy and retired before moving. Currently lives in a small house in Clinton. Goes to Syracuse High and is currently in the 10th grade. Is an only child and has three strange friends. Has a thing for taking apart objects and putting them back together, and has a passion for cars.
If I told you that beings from beyond our solar system and galaxy didn't exist, well, I'd be lying to you. If I said that all extraterrestrials are organic organisms with fleshy skin and strange colored hair, then that, too, would be a lie.
If I told you that I met several sentient life forms from galaxies away and that they were fighting a war several millennia old against a certain evil; that they were robot-like beings with the ability to transform into any mechanical object, then that would be the truest thing that I ever told to anyone in my entire life.
My name is Tygen Deraurri and this is my story of how I met the Autobots and Decepticons. This is the story of how a certain Autobot saved mine and my friends' lives from impending doom.
What happens between me and my savior is a relationship that most humans will never in a life time be able to experience. Most humans I've met wouldn't have the capacity in their minds to be able to except the Transformers as whom and what they really are.
Many have come to hate them. I have come to learn that the Autobots trust me and I trust them. They protect me and I'll protect them if the need ever arises. They would give their life for mine and I would give mine for them, if it meant them to be able to survive and win their war. I have come to learn that I am loved by them as a daughter, a sister, and a friend.
One particular Autobot has taught me more about cars than my auto. tech. teacher ever did. He taught me how to seal leaking energon hoses, how to fix and replace their armor, and he even taught me how to threaten them if they didn't listen.
Meeting the Autobots was no coincidence. They were tracking me by my…unique…energy signature. They were trying to get to me before the other faction of Transformers—the Decepticons—did. They needed me for a special purpose.
This is how I came to realize that I am more than just a mere human with a passion for cars and the knack to make strange friends. This is how I discovered my purpose to the Autobots; how I realized that I have a "knack" with mechanical beings.
If I told you that I once saved the life of a dead Autobot…would you believe me?