Hey all! Well? Here it is! My first Transformers fanfic! Hope you enjoy.

My First Encounter

Heat radiated from the window right next to me, it seemed kind of strange, but maybe it was because it was close to 100 degrees outside? But it didn't bother me. It was Saturday after all. I know wasting electricity on hot days was a sin, but I needed to know what was going on in the world so I turned on the tube. It was a live special news bulletin from the Secretary of Defense.

He was talking about an artificial intelligence that was attempting to hack our military network. I didn't pay much mind to it, since it didn't concern me, but then I thought about it for a second. What would they be looking for? It was true that the government hides things from us, but if they only knew what I was hiding from them!

Some time ago, something like a small meteor landed in my backyard. It was in broad daylight at the time and I figured some kid had just launched a baseball and it landed in my backyard, but it wasn't. After careful scrutiny, I cleaned off the dirt and discovered that it was made of metal! As I held it and looked it over, I must of hit the 'on' switch or something, because it started to transform in my hands!

The egg shaped meteorite somehow configured itself into a cd looking thing! I was clueless at what it was. No doubt it was alien, and after one night of touching it, I woke up fine so I figured it wasn't dangerous. Most of the time I kept it in my room, but hidden. You know, just in case one of my family members doesn't accidentally stumble on it and try to sell it or something.

But little did I know, that news broadcast would soon have everything to do with me. A couple of hours went by, and the time I was savoring was vastly approaching...sunset. The only time of the day I was able to go out and get some exercise without the heat beating down on me. The sweet sounds of nature outside the window were soon interrupted by the sound of helicopter blades off in the distance.

I walked out the front door, and felt a delightful difference in the air around me compared to indoors. I could hear the blades coming closer. My thoughts turned to my alien meteorite. That sure would be funny if that helicopter I hear was the government coming for me cause of my little trinket! I was half correct. It was coming for me, but it wasn't the government. When the blades got enormously loud, I turned to look and couldn't believe the helicopter was heading straight for my house!!

How on earth did they find me? At first glance, I thought government, but that moment, the helicopter started to twist this way and that and in about 5 seconds, what was once a helicopter, had turned into a huge robot! It was clearly taller than my house! I could see it had arms and legs, and its head was spiky with piercing red eyes.

My first thought was…the meteorite! Then the robot lifted his right leg and started to smash my house! I could see that it had guns, but for some reason it didn't fire at me. Since I was just a nobody, I didn't blame it for ignoring me.

Then it stopped. It pressed some buttons on its wrist and suddenly my butt started to beep and make noises! I jolted and quickly shoved my hand down my back pocket and pulled out the alien meteorite! I must have been looking at it this morning and forgot that I left it in my pocket! The bot slowly lifted his feet over the house and walked towards me.

At this point I was backing up because I knew what was coming. He was going to rip me apart in order to get the meteorite.

I heard tires screeching at the corner and turned to look and saw a beautiful dark blue corvette with flames on the hood coming right for me! I was standing on the edge of my driveway and saw that the corvette showed no signs of stopping. I screamed and covered my eyes, and the car stopped inches from my knees. When I looked up, the passenger door flung open and I hear someone yell,

"Get in! NOW!"

I didn't want to be that helicopter bots chew toy so I jumped in the passenger seat and noticed that there was nobody in the car! Who was it that called me? The corvette put itself in reverse and then I hear the words, "Hold on!" out of nowhere. I look out the windshield and see that the bad bot was changing back into helicopter mode. All of a sudden I feel my stomach lurch and realize the car just started going 90mph in reverse! At this speed he was probably going to smash into one of the houses on my street! But I was amazed to see my street through the windshield shrinking smaller and smaller right before my eyes! I looked out my side window and realized the reason we didn't hit any houses was because the car had sprouted wings!! Then I thought out loud,

"This must be another one of those aliens! But why isn't it attacking me?"

"Cause I'm trying to save you." The car said.

"What!?"

"But I won't be doing my job if Blackout catches us. I need to get to my designated rendezvous point. What would be the quickest way to get to the place you humans call the "Griffith Observatory?"

I thought quickly.

"Well…if you don't want him to follow us, I'd get out of the air and back on the ground so we can lose him on the streets. Why the Observatory?"

"I was ordered to bring you there."

"By who?"

"Optimus Prime. Our leader. He will explain everything."

"Whatever you say uh… what's your name?"

"Tracks."

So Tracks and me succeed in losing Blackout thanks to the traffic and twisty L.A. streets. We arrive at the observatory and I see four more vehicles, all parked near each other, that I assume were going to change into robots too. And I was right! There was a blue and red truck with flames, a yellow sweet-looking Camaro, a big tough-looking black truck, and a yellow Hummer ambulance. The Camaro was the last to transform, but before it did, a young man emerged from the driver's seat; he stood up and looked at me from afar. As soon as they were all transformed, the big red and blue one kneeled and asked,

"Do you have the disc?"

"You mean this?" I pulled out the disc and handed it to the robot.

"Yes. It contains information to the whereabouts of our creator, Alpha Trion. That helicopter that attacked you was Blackout, a Decepticon. We are Autobots, and you need not fear us. With this disc out of your hands, the Decepticons will no longer pursue you. Unfortunately for us, this device has a homing signal, so it won't take long for the Decepticons to find us."

The red and blue truck used his eyes to magnify the information on the disc for all the others to see and started to discuss among themselves in low voices. I stood there a little relieved, and put my right hand on my left bicep, and exhaled. The young man walked towards me and looked me over.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Wish I could say the same for my house! So you know these robot guys?"

"The autobots? Yeah, we went through something similar to this not too long ago. I'm Sam by the way, Sam Witwicky." He extended his hand.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Camille." I answered, shaking his hand.

"You know, it was weird hearing that helicopter heading right for my house! It sounded just like that jet overhead. Hear how it's getting louder? Wait..." I looked up. "Ah oh..."

An F-22 Raptor was screaming towards us at blinding speed, it opened fire and all the autobots scattered for cover, shooting as they ran. It seemed like seconds as the plane transformed, picked me up, and locked me in its cockpit. Sam was nowhere to be seen, and then the jet bolted for the sky. I knew then I was in some deep trouble.

I thought about a lot of stuff while I was in that cockpit. Backtracking my thoughts to what happened moments earlier, I knew it was the disc they were after, but I had already given it to the autobot leader. Why would the decepticons still want me? I remember that there was a homing device that they used to locate it. If they activated it now and found that I didn't have it, what would happen to me?

The jet took me to the port of Los Angeles, when we arrived, the sun was slowly setting in the distance. The jet transformed to a robot and lifted me out of its cockpit and placed me on one of those green bins that different countries ship their exports in. It was way too high to jump off of so I just sat there with my head between me knees, shaking from fear and the cold ocean breeze. The robot slowly scanned his surroundings, then turned and locked its eyes on me. I looked nervously back at it and felt my stomach lurch. Clearly I wasn't going to live to see my next birthday. Then I heard the thumping of helicopter blades approaching.

"Oh no, not the helicopter again…" I thought to myself. As it got closer, the decepticon's propellers started to kick up wind and it transformed in mid air and landed on its feet with a thud, right next to the other one. It shook the ground and knocked me off balance where I was sitting. I stood up and started to walk to the edge of the green transport container but the jet bot turned quickly and pointed his weapon at me and spoke,

"Stay." He said in a deep robotic voice.

"I'm not your dog you robo-freak! You can't tell me what to do! Besides, I wasn't gonna jump, the jump alone would probably kill me, or break my legs at least…"

"Pathetic fragile fleshlings…" The jet smirked, turned towards his accomplice who also smirked back.

"So what do you guys need me for?" I asked the jet.

"Our leader, Megatron must be revived, he has received a new spark from one of our comrades who sacrificed himself to aid his revival. But in order to resurrect him completely, we must destroy the disc that was sent here. When that happens, it will display a map where Alpha Trion houses unused personalities here on earth. Megatron cannot be whole again without the insertion of a personality."

"Well I got some bad news for you two, I don't have it on me! If you're looking for that disc, I already gave it to the autobot leader! That makes me useless to you! So how about taking me home now jet boy?"

"The name's Starscream, and I don't think so. YOU are actually more important than that disc now."

"What? What do you mean?"

"When the disc came into your possession, did you not remember feeling a fluid leak when it transformed in your hands the first time?"

"Well, yeah. But it was just oil, or lubricant or something."

"Not exactly. The fluid was actually a liquid form of transportation for the map information. It was created by Alpha Trion and what it does is it seeps into the organism it first makes contact with. The only way to retrieve its data is by removing it from your body and re-configuring it. This can only be done with the proper equipment, at our headquarters. So you see, what you gave Prime was just an empty shell. Now that we have you, our mission is almost complete. Come Blackout, let's take her back to headquarters."

As the jet's outstretched hand slowly came near me, a bright flash of heat whizzed past me and smacked him in the chest, causing him to fall backwards. The helicopter turned his head towards his fallen comrade, looked up towards the direction of the blast, and readied his weapons. Then all of a sudden, Smack! Something yellow came out of nowhere and tackled him down from the side. From its body I could tell it was the Camaro autobot. They rolled and smashed a couple of green transport bins as they scuffled, the black truck autobot transformed and whipped out his cannons. The yellow one rolled backwards out of the way and the black autobot started to blast away. The jet got up and started to shoot the other autobots. Then I saw Sam running towards me on the ground.

"Camille! Come on! We gotta get outta here!"

"I can't jump it! It's too high!"

Then the blue corvette drove up to the green transport I was standing on and transformed. He outstretched his hand toward me and I jumped in his palm. He set me down and I looked into his blue optics with a sense of wonder. Sam ran up to me and looked me in the eyes and grabbed my wrists.

"What did they tell you?"

"That I have some kind of map juice in my body that they need to extract in order to find out where some Alpha guy hid this personality chamber. They need one in order to resurrect their leader, Mega-something."

"Megatron…oh man. OPTIMUS!"

The red and blue truck refrained from shooting and ducked lower behind the wall of bins that he was using for a shield and replied,

"What is it Sam?"

"Its Megatron! They're trying to bring him back! But they need to extract something from her in order to get it!"

"We gotta get it out of her first. AUTOBOTS! FALL BACK!"

I shuddered at the thought of the words, "extract" and "get it out of her", but what else could I do? It was my fault for touching that damn thing it the first place. The black truck, the Camaro, and the Corvette stayed behind to draw away the decepticons' fire, and once we were safely out of harm's way, we ducked into a large abandoned warehouse and Optimus turned to the yellow Hummer and said,

"Ratchet, can you extract the data?" The medical bot examined me up close with beams from his eyes and said,

"It is possible to retrieve the liquid through perspiration, I can simulate heat with my headlights and we can collect the drops that fall from her body, but I don't know how long the others will keep the decepticons at bay. I've discovered that the homing device is in that liquid we are trying to get. If they activate the homing signal, they will find us easily."

"Then hurry. Do what you must. Sam, help Ratchet any way you can."

With this, Optimus pulled out his blaster and ran off to aid the other autobots. The heat was working, and Ratchet was collecting the droplets, but he was still short one more drop. He turned to Sam.

"Sam, she's unable to extract the last bit I need, the only thing that would release the amount of liquid I need quickly enough, would be a jolt of pure adrenaline."

Sam knew exactly what to do. He kneeled over my body, looked into my eyes and slowly planted one on my lips. With this, Ratchet was able to gather the last drop he needed. He then watched as the liquid became a small solid, about the size of a microchip, and used his eyes to see the map and thus find the location of the personality bunker.

The sound of a large blast came from outside, and the doors of the warehouse were smashed open by Starscream, desperate to revive his master, he dove for me while Ratchet blasted at him, but he was too quick. Once again I felt the cold metal hands of the robot pick me up and throw me in his cockpit, only this time, I wasn't alone. He had gotten Sam too! He busted a quick u-turn out of the warehouse and bolted for the sky, leaving his comrade Blackout to fend for himself against the other autobots. Sam and me looked at each other in silence and decided to sit back and enjoy the ride…even though we had no idea where it was headed.

We were coming up on our destination. I could feel the jet descending. After flying for what felt like a few of hours, we landed in a jungle next to an old-looking airplane hangar. Starscream put us down and pointed his gun at us and said,

"Stay put." He put his other arm out and brought his wrist to his chin and spoke,

"Shockwave! I have the fleshling. Open the doors."

The doors opened to reveal another decepticon. This one looked different from the others. It was purple, had a gun for a left hand, and instead of a face, it had one robotic eye.

"Excellent. Is this the fleshing that the map resides in? But there are two. Which one has it?"

Starscream looked in my direction and said "The female." with a smile.

Shockwave started to approach me. His robotic eye glowing fiercely. Then all of a sudden Sam yelled,

"Run!"

I wasn't about to disobey, so I bolted alongside him.

No! Split up! They can't catch us both! I'll contact Optimus!"

I agreed and made a hard right turn. Starscream fired a shot at me but it missed my feet by inches and caused dirt to fly in the air and rain mud down on me. Shockwave grabbed Starscream's arm and shouted,

"Idiot! We can't extract the map if she's dead! I will dispatch Razorclaw to track her down."

I ran until I was out of breath. I remember Sam saying that he was going to contact Optimus. If this was true, then they would come to save us! In which case, I would need to be with him when they arrived. So I turned around and ran back to find him.

Sam was also completely out of breath when he stopped. He whipped out the communicator, which had the autobot logo on the front of it and tried to contact Optimus.

"Optimus!…where are you?…we…are in …some jungle…the decepticons are after us!"

"Sam we read you. Ratchet has already begun a trace on your communicator. I've dispatched Ironhide and Bumblebee to destroy the personality chamber. Thanks to you Camille, we were able to find it…Camille? Sam, is she there?

"No. I lost her in the jungle."

"Oh no. Sam, you have to find her! If the decepticons try to extract anything from her using their means, she will not survive! Turn the audio on your communicator off so they can't hear where you are. We will be there shortly."

Sam closed the communicator and could hear the sound of a quadruped running full speed in his direction. He ducked into the hollow of a nearby tree and was completely hidden from view. The thundering feet belonged to the robotic lion, Razorclaw.

It happily circled the tree, whipping its tail, knowing that it had cornered what it was looking for. I ran into the clearing where they were and saw the huge metal beast. It raised its paw and was about to slash the tree to cinders when I mustered up the courage and yelled,

"Hey! I got the map! Chase me!"

It turned slowly and crept towards me with catlike prowess. Sam realized what I was doing and ran out from the tree and yelled back at the robocat.

"Hey! Chase me! I'm the one with the map!"

Clearly the cat was getting annoyed with this little game and transformed into a robot and easily swooped us up in his arms and ran full speed back to the hangar. When we were inside, he dropped us hard at Starscream's feet. Starscream looked livid.

"I told you fleshlings to STAY PUT! If it wasn't for the fact that we needed you alive, I would of blasted you by now! Shockwave! I grow tired of this. Extract the map now!"

Sam held my hand tight. It was clear that he wasn't going to let go. Again Shockwave approached me. My heart started to thump away as I turned to see some strange alien equipment in the center of the hangar. There was what looked like an operating table with strange, sharp-looking instruments. He outstretched his hand toward me when the doors of the hangar suddenly blasted open. It was Optimus and Ratchet; they ran in and started shooting.

The decepticons were furious and viciously started shooting back. Both sides took cover behind whatever they could use for a shield. The Corvette, Tracks, pulled up to me and Sam and his car doors swung open. We took advantage of the distraction and jumped inside. Once again Tracks punched it in reverse to safely get us away from the battle. Optimus shouted.

"Its over, Starscream! The personality bunker has been destroyed!"

"What? Impossible! We haven't even extracted the map yet!"

"That's because we already did! Ratchet!"

Ratchet removed a round object from his body and threw it in the middle of the hangar. It was emitting a beeping sound that was getting faster and faster. Optimus gave Ratchet a nod and they both retreated outside the hangar to join Tracks and the humans. After safely outside, Ratchet detonated the explosive. The explosion was massive, and the hangar was leveled, and showed no signs of movement.

After we had all returned home, I saw that my house was already in the process of being rebuilt. I turned to the autobots and said,

"Thanks for a wild time you guys. We should do it again soon."

Optimus turned to me and said,

"We will. The decepticons don't take defeat very well. They will most likely re-group and return. And when they do, we'll be ready."