EDIT: I just recently came back to read my story again, to pick up where I left off, and to remember how the story went, since it had been such a long time since I last update.

But…I quite appalled at the horrible grammar and spelling mistakes that the first chapter held. Frankly, my brain turned into a melted pile of slag after reading the first chapter, especially the first PARAGRAPH!

So, before I get to the new chapter, I'm re-editing my chapters until it comes to my satisfactory. But if anyone is willing to be my beta, I would greatly appreciate it. Thanks.

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Well I watched Transformer recently; as a matter of fact I bought it. I've been a Transformer fan since it first came out and I am also a Danny Phantom fan as well for a while. So while I was reading some Transformer fanfiction and I had this sudden thought of doing a crossover of Danny Phantom and Transformer with a slight twist and it will continue to bug me until I do a crossover. I don't care if you don't read and review but they would be appreciated none the less, but flame will still not be appreciated at all.

Ok the slight twist would be that Danny Phantom/Fenton would have a twin sister name Alexandra 'Alex' Fenton, and she would be a Halfa like her twin brother, the only difference between the two is that Alex has always the ability to feel emotion, an empathic if you would call it, even before when she got here Phantom powers. A small power that is completely useless in some cases and useful in others.

The story takes place after the Ultimate Enemy in Danny Phantom and about a few weeks after the Allspark incident in Mission City.

Enjoy the story.

Disclaimer: Sadly Danny Phantom and Transformer do not belong to me, but I don't mind really.

Two unknown signals

Optimus Prime sighed, well, more like the cleansing of air filter that sounds like a human sigh. The past few weeks had been rather chaotic; the death rate in Mission is, surprisingly, low. But it doesn't mean that the meetings with the Secretary of Defense and the gov't of the US are easy. And they decided to keep everything a hush-hush.

Sometimes Optimus wondered how Prowl, his 2IC, handled all of the slagging paperwork.

He hates paperwork. Loathes them.

Someone needs to shoot the slagger who even invented the term paperwork, Optimus thought in his rare moment of cursing. He noticed that he wasn't the only one to feel that way. Keller also grumbled something about the load of paperwork that he has to do right before their conversation ended on the phone.

At this point of time Optimus decided to relax by keeping a low profile in his alt form in the junk yard, his semi truck looking innocent (but not exactly inconspicuous) in custom flame paint next to a yellow emergency pick up hummer with red stripe (also an eyesore). Then he was startled as his audio receptors pick up a sound that resembles a ripping fabric. Immediately he scanned the general area to find out what was it that made the disturbance.

Only to have the yellow hummer get the result first as he spoke to Optimus through the com link.

"Optimus I pick up a disturbance on my scanner very much like Skywarp's teleport, only a bit different. But it disappeared a second later, but then I picked up two unknown signals where the disturbance appeared."

Optimus, not wanting to speak out loud, spoke through his com link, "Thanks Ratchet, do you have any idea what it is, and is it friendly or hostile?"

"Not sure, but it's mostly definitely not that slagger Skywarp if that's what you're asking," Ratchet replied dryly, "but it's only about 7.2 yards southeast from here."

"Well have to wait, because my scan came told that there are some humans nearby."

Ratchet shifted on his shocks, a bit uncomfortable, "The two signals appeared near the group of those humans, and moving."

"Well have to wait Ratchet, we will not show ourselves unless absolutely necessary. Even then I must stress that we don't show ourselves." Just think of the paperwork to go with that. Optimus thought with a spark of annoyance.

He'd prefer facing a death match with his good 'ole evil overlord of a brother, than to sit down with a tower of paperwork needing to be signed, teetering, ready to bury the Autobot Commander alive.

"Yes sir."

"Optimus out."

"Ratchet out."

Optimus heard the com link closed off and waited.

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A couple of yards away a barely visible shimmer rippled the very air, until it violently sliced through with a bright white light, and a strange swirl of green and purple vas plainly visible to see if anyone was around, and two figures flew out of the weird array of misty swirls, making them land in an ungrateful heap, green and purple mist trailing after their figures. Groaning the smaller of the two rose to her feet, showing intense and pained crystal blue eyes behind disheveled and burnt wavy black hair. She directed her blue eyes to a stirring figure below her.

"Danny. Are you alright?" Her whisper was strained in pain.

The figure below her, Danny, groaned and chocked a bit in pain, whether it be emotional or physical. "….I'm alright…."

The girl shook her head feeling Danny's intense emotion crashing through her in waves; anger, pain, depression, frustration, and finally defeat. No, you're not. We're not, I don't think we'll ever be 'alright.' She knelt down by him and pulled him up to a standing position. Danny sighed, his partially burnt straight black hair overshadowing his same intense and pained crystal blue eye. His gaze still looking downward, he muttered, "….Thanks Alex…"

"Lets go, we need help. I don't think where in our own world anymore." The girl, Alex, chocked back a sob that threatens to escape her, instead her eyes tear up, "Oh God, Sam, Tucker, Jazz, mom, dad…Even Mr. Lancer!" with each name her voice wavered, quieting to a whisper and her tears finally falling in rivers. Her body racked with sobs, and she was barely able to reign in the hyperventilation, threatening to rear its ugly head and make her pass out.

Danny, with his arm around Alex, limped along with her, with his gaze still looking downward. His arm around Alex's shoulder tightens with each name.

Then Alex abruptly stopped. And Danny only lifted his head slightly when he heard laughter.

"Well, well, well. Look at what we have here, boys."

Alex and Danny spun around and saw three men. Punks, rebels, drug-dealers, Alex didn't care what they were, but what she did know is that they meant harm and all three were radiating lust, hunger for some violence and…other things, and the emotion stabbed painfully through her heart and mind. She looked at them in the eyes, and boy she did not like what she saw. Danny did not like it either as his eyes flashed neon green. But they were in no shape to fight three men, three grown men with weapons. They were suffering serious wounds, although not life threatening, serious none the less, they were hungry, and they were far too low on energy. So they did the only option left open for them.

They ran, and right in the direction of two Autobot in disguised of a semi truck and the emergency pick-up hummer.

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Ratchet, an Autobot known to be a chief medical officer, kept his sensors strong on the two moving signals, so to say the least he was surprised to see the two unknown signals were two hurt teenagers running and limping frantically towards him. Then they went around him to his back, the female pleaded in a whisper in a high pitched keen along the way, "Please be open, please be open, please please please please." Then three men rounded the corner, probably chasing the two injured teen Ratchet thought as the two went inside of him.

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Alex let out a breath of relief when the back doors were in fact unlocked, then she scrambled inside with Danny and closed the door with a quiet 'snap'. She then scrambled to put a limp Danny on her lap held on tightly to the last person she cares about in this world, tightly closed her eyes, whispering a mantra in her head, hoping that the punks won't find her and her brother.

Danny closed his eyes, the pain and exhaustion finally catching up to him as he succumbed to darkness.

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Optimus, in a simple word was shocked as much as Ratchet when he saw that the two signals were two injured teens. The two teens scrambled inside of Ratchet and quietly shut the door when three males round the corner. One, presumed the leader of the trio, spoke, "Damn, they're fast."

"Where do you think they went to, boss?"

"The hell if I know, just get the girl, she's mine first. Do what the hell you want with the boy. I don't give a rat ass about him."

The third one who hasn't spoken tapped his leaders shoulder. The leader directed his gaze to him and saw him pointing at the shuddering flamed semi with a leering grin. The leader, catching on, grinned as well. So they crept towards the semi truck with anticipation and glee. The leader silently pointed the two to go on the other side of the truck's door, getting ready to whip it open to grab the two teens that were not inside.

Optimus instantly knew that he did not like the three humans as the talked about what they want to do the two injured teens; he shuddered at their implication on what they want to do with the girl. Optimus waited until they were besides his doors getting ready to open it. Then, fast as a blue and red blur, Optimus swung open both of his doors with such force that the three males went flying twenty feet away in opposite direction with a loud CRACK.

All three landed unconscious.

"Optimus…."

"I know Ratchet; keep still until they both sleep. Then we will go to the Hoover Dam base."

Ratchet waited, the male is already in deep stasis, but the female is clutched the male in a vice grip, muttering incoherent words under her breath. Ratchet did a scan on both of them, and sighed. It's taking every ounce of his energon fuel to restrain himself from helping them. They both have numerous bruises, cuts, burns, broken bones, and a couple of muscle tearing. It's going to be a long night, Ratchet thought.

And a long night it was.

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It wasn't until four am that the female finally nodded into deep stasis.

"Optimus the female is asleep now."

"Good, now let's go to the Autobot base. And contact Bumblebee and his charge, Sam."

"Yes sir."

Ratchet did another scan to see if they got any worse, but to his immense surprise, they were healing at an accelerated rated even faster than he anticipated in humans. As a matter of fact the bruise is already deep purple with a bit of greenish tint on the edge, looking to be a day old already. They were healing twice as fast then they should. Their heart rates were slower than average, signaling how fit they were in fitness, but it became erratic and their fear increased. Nightmares he thought as he drove off towards their base. The girl clutched to the male harder as their nightmares continued. But it slowly subsided and their heart rate returned to normal.

Ratchet made a mental note to scan them better when they reach to the base. But first he had to make contact to Bumblebee.

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Sam Witwicky was about to kiss Mickeala when he was rudely waken when a high beam light from Bumblebee flashed to his eyes. He squinted his eyes, jerked his blanket over his face and grumbled. He is most definitely NOT a morning person. A few more seconds went by and Bee still had not let off the light. Sighing, Sam stumbled towards Bee like a zombie moaning "brains" "What is it Bee, it's" Sam paused to check his watch, "four frigging in the morning."

"Ratchet called, says it's urgent. I don't know what it is but he wants to meet us at the base."

Sam now wide awake, nodded, "Alright, I'll be down in a sec." Sam got dressed quickly as he could, thanking under his breath that his parents went to Hawaii for two weeks, and rushed outside to his yellow Carmaro.

"Has any Autobots made landfall?" Sam asked as he sat in the driver seat.

"I doubt it, but we can't be sure unless we get there."

They drove off in a screech of tires waking up a couple of early birds and light sleepers.

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Well this is it, the first chap….well more like an opening of my story.

Like I said a review would be nice. Please don't kill me if I'm killing some of the characters personality, but I'm using the 2007 Transformer movie as reference.

This will just be a story for my benefit, but if you guys like it then I'll consider putting more effort into the story.