I drove down the road in my alt. mode it was a vehicle the humans called a 2012 Jaguar. I was young to be on my own many would argue that was far too young to even be able defend myself but I was skilled on how to use my weapon. It was a staff but on the other end was a spear tip I always tried to stun never kill. I didn't need to think about this not now anyway I turned on the radio and switched it to a music station. I tried to calm myself and my nerves but the roads were abandoned giving the area an eerie feeling. It was late but there should at least be drunks on the sidewalk but there were no signs of life except for the occasional bird. This troubled me and I transformed into my robot form there was a sharp snap as I transformed and pain erupted inside me.
"That's not a good," I snarled to myself steading myself against a building. I used my staff for support as I got my footing. I took a deep breath and scanned the area with my silver optics. My black armor made it easy for me to blend in to the surrounding darkness. I was an experiment something that should have died but I managed to survive to become who I was. I heard tires and saw three vehicles one was a pickup truck, another a yellow vehicle, and the last was blue and red. I backed up a bit as I saw them transform. I couldn't be sure what side they were on if they were on the side that had changed me. I wasn't careful and kicked a large object that made a loud sound hurting my audio receivers. I saw their optics turn towards my direction one of them charged a weapon. I held onto my staff defensively I was scared of these bots but I didn't want to risk transforming again and injuring myself.
