AN: Sorry readers that it took me so long to update. I've been undergoing some kind of serious writer's block that wouldn't go 'away'. I think I've had these blocks before and they're not fun. (I did manage to start writing a real life non-fiction story and a children's book. I'm currently stuck on my children's story titled, "Chuff Chuff the Squirrel." *Happens to be a real life squirell.*

I've decided not to go to the first person. I decided to try third person and see how that comes about. I haven't written much in the third person degree yet.

Chapter One

They say fate has a hand in everything in life and Noel Williamson found out the hard truth that everything changes with a simple twist of fate. Fate found her while she was watching an evening cooking show where a man was yelling at two different teams with red aprons and blue aprons. Noel shook her head as the man yelling at an individual cook for raw pork. Then she chuckled when the man dismissed the cook.

"They never learn," She mumbled.

Abruptly, the show flickered off and several black bars appeared floating on the screen. Noel furrowed her brows and leaned forward with the remote. Maybe it was just the station. She flipped to another channel and noticed that every single channel had the black bars.

"Great!" Noel exclaimed. "A broken TV." She turned off the TV and stood up. She walked over to her desk and flipped on the computer. Maybe she could email Tara Lichens. Tara had been her best friend throughout high school and they always kept in touch via email and 'Facebook'. Noel waited patiently for the webmail to come up, but a screen came up, "The Webpage Is Not Available." Noel reached down and disconnected her Internet connection. Then she reconnected it and the little monitor on the lower screen showed a blue arrow chasing it's tail as the Internet connection reconnected. Then Noel tried her webmail again. "The Webpage Is Not Available. Restart any Router or Connect to a Modem."

"I don't have a router or a modem, stupid computer." She groused. "Wait! I'll try my phone. There's always service out here."

She stood up again and walked over to her couch. Sitting down and reaching out for her Iphone, she touched the screen. Checking the bars on the screen, she complained. "No! That's not fair! No Iphone, no Internet, and now no TV! I'm not even-" Noel saw a flash of lightening. "Great! A thunderstorm!" Followed by a Kerboom!

Noel knew it was idiotic to walk over to the window and look out to how it was. Her Dad always went to the windows to see how bad the storm was. It was a horrible habit that was dangerous. Noel picked it up automatically. Peering out of the window, Noel didn't see any clouds. 'Thunder', 'Thunder'. Noel noticed there had been no lightening flash or even flash of light. Abruptly, the lights flickered as the 'thundering' went on. Noel screeched when the lights finally flickered off. Feeling unsafe, Noel ran into the kitchen, knocking over things and stubbing her toes on furniture. She hissed out expletives and in pain, she ran into the kitchen, knocking into the kitchen table and clinging to the surface. Noel waited for her vision to get used to the darkness before fumbling forward to the drawers. Feeling for the knobs, she pulled out the drawers and feeling around for a lighter or flashlight. She felt something slice her finger and she cursed under her breath. Scabbering away, and clutching her hand, she wanted to cry. But something told her that she needed to cry later and find a flashlight. Ignoring the pain and wet feeling on her finger, she began looking through the drawers anyway.

She finally found a flashlight and flipped it on. She examined her finger and noticed a cut. It wasn't too deep and didn't need stitches. "Knives." She muttered under her breath and went to stem the bleeding. She walked toward the bathroom and looked in the medicine cabinet. Kerboom! Noel jumped and dropped the flashlight. "Clutz." Noel whispered as she bent down to retrieve the flashlight.

Noel didn't bother with the cut on her finger and walked out of the bathroom. She walked toward the front door and hesitated to reach out for the knob. "Take a deep breath, Noel. You're not exactly in the middle of the city. You're actually pretty alone here." Noel thought as she took a deep breath. "The only thing I have to worry about are bears and probably a bigfoot." Noel shuddered at the thought of seeing a bear. Noel shook her head to clear her thoughts. There weren't any bears around here. And the woods surrounding her house weren't immense. She had been through the woods and hadn't encountered bears. All she encountered were squirells, birds, and chipmunks.

Noel unlocked the front door and twisted the knob. She opened the door, revealing the darkened porch. She stood there, listening and waiting for the next flash of light. There was also no smell of rain or the electricity in the air. There were a ton of scattered stars here and there and no moon. Noel also noticed there were no cricket sounds and the sounds of the night were non-existent. She frowned. There were always the sounds of crickets. Even before she climbed into bed, she enjoyed their songs and opened the window to listen. The lull of the cricket songs put her to sleep almost immediately. Noel thought about going back into the house when another sound reached her ears. "Meowww!" She looked down and found her cat rubbing against her ankles. "Go on." She urged the cat. "Go on in the house." The cat looked up at her with her green eyes and went into the darkened house. Turning around, Noel walked back into the house. "Was that you, silly girl?" Noel asked the darkness. The cat wasn't there. "Sleeping in my bed, probably-"

Kerbooms! resounded several times. It sounded like trees were falling right and left. Noel didn't feel safe in the house and called, "Prima! Come to Mommy!"

Noel left the porch in a panic when she thought she heard something breaking in her house. Her flashlight bobbing back and forth as she ran into the woods. Unable to think clearly, Noel didn't know where to go. She fumbled over an upturned root and dropped her flashlight as she fell against the hard ground. Something cracked in her ankle and she winced, holding back a cry of pain. She clasped her hand over her mouth when the Kerbooms stopped. They sounded closer now and Noel held her breath. Looking around for her flashlight, she saw it near a tree. It's large beam shining off the trunk. Noel struggled to stand up, but found her ankle flared with pain. Noel couldn't help but cry out as she fell forward, on her ankle. This time, Noel couldn't hold back her cry. Something that sounded like gears and hydraulics came to her ears. Noels' eyes widened with fear as she tried to calm herself down. She clenched her eyes closed waiting for whatever it was to pass. Whatever it was, sounded big. Noel waited for a while and began feeling like something was watching her. She opened her eyes noticing a yellow beam shining down on her spot. Noel froze, her breaths coming in great heaves. It was hard to breathe. Noel slowly turned her neck and almost screamed. There were a pair of icy blue optics staring at her and a huge being. It loomed over Noel and then bent down and a sound of hydraulics reached Noels' ears. Noel tried to scamper away, but the huge being lunged a huge hand in front of her. Noel bumped into the hand and saw spots in front of her eyes. She didn't really have any time to crawl away again before the large hand scooped her up along with dirt. It began to shake it's hand and Noel began screaming when the dirt began going through the hand. Noel felt the warm metal against her skin and the being drew her up to it's optics. Noel's heart began pounding when she saw the mouth. It spoke something that sounded like electric buzzes and clicks. It repeated the same buzzes and clicks.

Noel just sat there like a helpless animal caught in a predator's clasp. It spoke in a new series of buzzes. The being's optics glowed bright and Noel felt a harsh tingle of her body. It's optics returned to the icy blue of before and Noel noticed that the being had began walking again, trying to buzz talk to her.

It continued to buzz and click talk to her until the being reached her house. It seemed to scan her house and it appeared to be looking for something else to scan, but finding nothing, it moved away from her house and began walking up the dirt road. Noel found herself frozen and uncomfortable. With every movement, it jarred her ankle and she finally let out a cry of pain. The being looked at her again and made a worried clicking noise. It's optics turned to a deep blue and it scanned her again! The being's icy blue stare returned. It clicked again. "D-don't hurt me." Noel finally stammered.

The being stared at her and then it said, "I would not hurt you, little organic."

Noel looked at the being. "I-what do you want?"

"I require assistance. Do you know where I can find the Autobots?" The being asked.

Noel shook her head. "No. What's an Autobots?"

"All will be explained. Do you have something I can transform into?"

Noel shook her head again. "I don't drive. I don't have a car yet. I only have a bicycle."

"Well. That would not do. I cannot very well take you with me."

Noel stammered, "No. You just leave me home and I won't tell anyone you were here. I'm okay."

"No. You must come with me. You are in great danger now that you've met me. You are also injured. You require medical assistance."

"No-you don't-"

"I understand perfectly. Stand by while I scan the Internet for a form. Then we can be on our way."

The being took a moment or two. Without hesitation, he began compacting his form around her. Noel screamed hysterically as parts flowed together to form a car that resembled a police car. Noel found herself lounging on the backseat and the being no longer looked intimidating and scary.

"What is your name?"

"Noel."

"That is a pretty name you have."

"Thanks." Noel said, not really sure if she should be crying out for help or waiting for her chance to escape. "What's your name?" Something told her she shouldn't have asked for his name.

"Prowl." the radio interrupted her thoughts. "My designation is Prowl."

Noel felt herself drifting into sheer exhaustion and tiredness. Noel was jarred awake when she jostled her leg by accident. She sat up, clutching her leg in pain. "Take this." Prowl ordered gently. A couple of pillows popped out of the glove box and landed on the passenger seat. Noel grabbed the pillows and urged her leg onto the backseat under the pillow. She rested her leg and then laid the pillow behind her. She began drifting off as a terrifying thought came to her, "Prowl's dangerous! The first thing I do is keep awake." Noel struggled to stay awake, but she couldn't see out of the windows. It was dark and she felt herself drifting into a deep sleep.

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There ya'll go. An updated chapter! I hope you all enjoyed! :)