Transformers: The Secret

On a dark night in October, two sisters, Taylor and Amelia, went out to a store, on a night that would change their lives…

Chapter One

"Come on, Taylor! It's getting dark, and we gotta get to the store!" Amelia yanked her little sister along, towards the stairs.

Taylor huffed angrily. "Slow down! You're going too fast!" But Amelia just pulled her along faster.

The two made it to Walgreen's in record time, hurriedly making their way to the food section. Amelia picked up a pasta packet, but then put it back.

"Do you think we'll see one of those monsters?"

Amelia gave her sister an amused glance. "What monsters?" She turned away, grinning secretly to herself.

"The giant ones on the news!" Taylor put her hands on her hips defiantly.

Amelia spared her sister another glance, and struggled not to laugh. "Oh… those. They aren't real, ya know." Amelia looked back at the food.

"They could be really real! And people've seen 'em!" Taylor gave her sister another angry look, but Amelia ignored her.

"Those people have had to go ta the hospital, they don't count!" The two picked up their food, and moved on. "Come on - we have to get milk."

Amelia tried to end the discussion, but Taylor had other ideas. "They're good and bad, ya know."

The elder sister rolled her eyes, and looked at the use by dates for the milk. She sighed. "All the ones we've heard about are bad; I mean - giant robots, they're gonna be bad… all of them!"

Taylor started pouting. "Well some of 'em could be good…"

Amelia groaned inwardly. And here she goes; an eight year old ranting to a fourteen year old. Taylor continued her talk about the monsters as the two neared the desserts. Amelia sighed, and looked at her sister. "They're definitely not real, so stop going on about it!"

Suddenly, a loud crash sounded from behind the store. Taylor clutched at her sister, and whimpered, "W-w-what was that?"

Amelia looked towards the source of the crash, only to see a huge, gray mechanical jaguar smash through the wall, sending food flying everywhere. Amelia and Taylor were catapulted backwards, knocking Amelia unconscious! Taylor was lying on a large section of shelving, only semi-conscious. The gray jaguar advanced on her, growling menacingly. Taylor shifted backwards, teeth chattering noisily.

A moderately large red robot then whacked the jaguar, sending it flying through another wall. "Ha! Take that, Ravage!" He pulled out a large gun and followed.

The eight year old scrambled off the shelf, and shook her sister's arm, crying, "Wake up, wake up, wake up! You have to get up!"

Amelia stirred, and opened her eyes. "Wha…?"

Taylor grabbed her arm, and pulled - hard. She screamed, "Get up! Get up!" Amelia got up, and ran. "Run!"

The two rushed out of the hole in the wall of the store, and sprinted down the alleyway. They made it into a storage room, as Amelia slammed the door behind her. Taylor crouched behind a crate, and her older sister pressed up against the door, breathing hard.

"I - I… I think we lost 'em." Taylor's eyes darted from side to side, and she shuddered nervously. Suddenly, a large section of the wall broke apart, and Ravage burst in. The sisters flung open the door, and ran out - and right into the leg of a tall, black-and-white robot with a strange, red upside-down triangle split down the middle on its forehead. The robot ignored them, concentrating on the oncoming jaguar.

The jaguar wasn't a jaguar, however. In its place was a large, blue robot with a glass panel on its front. The black-and-white one began shooting the advancing blue one, giving Amelia and Taylor the perfect opportunity to escape, which they did. They ran around a corner, and into a battle-ridden street.

Taylor spotted the large robot ahead of them, but Amelia did not. Instead, she rammed right into it, and fell backwards. The robot was mainly white, but with some red, a gray triangle-thingy like the other, only this one also had crosses on its shoulders. It looked down at the girl, and a strange expression slipped onto its face. Taylor had the impression it was smiling.

It gave them what could only be taken as an amused look, and said, "Hello. I'm Ratchet."

Ok, so I'm just giving a stab at a fanfiction, so if you see any mistakes, just let me know!

Thanks to Crystine for editing!