Disclaimer: I don't know transformers or anything of Hasbro. I do ownmy Oc and any plot twists used.
TTE: hi I'm NightStorm and I love transformers like most of you. I honestly don't expect any of you to like my writing but please don't flame
Blaster: Heya sis there is a guy here saying he has ramen and claims u are his churro
TTE: slag. I'm not here Bro tell them I went to Narnia! *dashes and dives under my couch*
Blaster:... alrighty then *looks at readers* enjoy and review if u think Nights should continue writing this. *leaves*
Chapter 1: tv portals and metal paws
So let's get introductions out of the way I'm Vivi Keesee. I am of average height for a girl. Shoulder length natural steel colored hair. I live with my Aunt near the Great Lakes in Ohio intheUSA.
My Aunt is a sociopath and is proud of it. She and I are some of the last people that can use chakra which is actually real and not as easy to use like you see in the anime. I can do everything that they do. But not without difficulty at first. I am also
a transformersaddict.
Now onwards to my fragged up life!
"Vivi get your lazy ass up and stop wasting daylight!" A feminine voice yells to the slumbering form upstairs under a pile of blankets. The form gives a startled squawk and falls off the bed to reveal a pair of goldish green eyes and a rats nest of steel
hair on a sharp yet oddly soft looking face. The steelnete gives a low growl in her throat and gets up.
"Oh Vivi it's morning dear wake up~ is it so hard to wake up like a normal person?" The now recognized steelnete grumbled as she got dressed in a pair of knee length tight jean shorts and a black midriff cut off top.
Vivi after getting dressed hops down her two flights of stairs and lightly cushions her landing with chakra and walks into the kitchen. " Miso again Aunt Fuma?" A black haired woman of small stature turned towards her brandishing a spoon in her
face. "Hush child before I smack you with a shovel again." putting her hands up in surrender she backs up slowly. "Easy Auntie I was just teasing." Huffing the black haired woman turned back and started to portion the food. Both after getting
their food and sat down at the dinner table eating in silence.
"Vivi." The steelete pauses in her eating and gives her Aunt her full attention. Her aunt sighs. "I got a lead." Vivi's eyes widen considerably light reflecting off her surprised golden-green orbs. "You found them?" Her aunt gives a slow nod and furrows
her eyebrows in contempt. "They made a mistake Vi, and I shall pay them back mercilessly. Your parents will regret giving you up for drug money." Vivi flinches slightly in phantom pain and rubs her chest right above her heart. "I leave right as soon
as I'm done don't expect me home for at least a month Vivi.
Vivi gives a sad nod and picks up their now empty dishes and starts cleaning them. "Give them Pit aunt Fuma." Behind her back her Aunt gives a predatory like grin. "Always my little PitSpawn."
-time skip brought to you by Vector Prime!-
Vivi's pov~
I stand on the porch to our Japanese stylehouse and wave my Aunt goodbye as she flash steps away. A big sigh leavesmy mouth as I slide the rice paper door back open and step inside shutting it behind me. "Finally she finally found them." Giving
a soft grin I shake my head and go to the living room. 'What movie to watch, decisions decisions.' Giving a feral grin I nab my favorite movie off the shelf and give it a tight squeeze to my chest. "Transformers!"
Hopping over to the DVD player I open the case and pull out my favorite movie. Out of all the transformers movies I liked the first the best sure Jazz and that lil baby bot die and I have no idea what happens to the other ones from Mission City, it's
still better then watching Optimus, Ironhide or Ratchet die.
Popping the movie in I dive onto my couch and push play on the remote I snagged off the coffee table. The opening song starts as I hum along. The Tv let out a static hiss and turned off.
"Oh no no no!" I jump up and dive to the Tv and start shaking it. "Not now! Come on you glitching hairdryer! Don't fragging do this to me slag it!"
The Tv turns on as I give a whoop of joy. My joy did not last let me tell you cause the blasted spawn of unicron started giving off a high pitch squeal.
"Ow ow ow! Make it stop!" Screaming I clutch my ears to try and stop the pain. The Tv finally stopped and glancing warily I see the screen and immediately my jaw drops.
"No fragging way!" Approaching the tv I hesitatly raise my hand. "There is no way my tv is a ground bridge right now" Before I get the chance to think twice about pulling back the Tv starts sucking me in. Grabbing onto the edges of the Tv I try and fight
the pull. But I guess my luck took a vacation since right as I got a good grip my coffee table flew and hit me in the head knocking me out cold and into the portal.
Time skip by Vector Prime!
*Vivi's Pov*
'Did anyone get the plates of the semi that ran me over?' Groaning I pushed myself up and shaking my head I open my eyes. Only to see metal right in front of my eyes coming out of my face! Are you kidding me?! Looking past my new extended nose I glance
at my surroundings. Alley made of metal. Ground made of metal. People walking past the alley made of metal.
Commence melt down. 3...2...1..
"SWEET MOTHER TRESA ON THE HOOD OF A MERCEDES BENS! IM ON CYBERTRON!"
What I thought came out as yelling came out asbarks. My whole body-well I guess frame now- froze. 'Did I just bark? For the love of all things cheesy please let me have heard that wrong' A quick glance at the metal wall near me confirmed my fears.
I was a giant metal Dog. 'Ok breath Vi just breath and asess the situation your a ninja for Petes sake so stop freaking out' Ok so metal dog. Bright steel in color almost silver, more like gun metal gray. Same eye-optic color. Breed? Uh, Irish wolfhound?
Does that mean I will be bigger than most bots walking around? Oh pit yeah I'm no longer the short one!
Getting up onto my paws I start taking small steps to get used to the feel of walking. 'Ok one pedein front of the other, oh geez I need to stop watching those old claymation Christmas films.'
After trial and error I can finally do a trot around the alley, running is a no go since I can't seem to get my paws to work right and Ikeep introducing my nose to the wall.
I slowly exit the mouth of the Alley and look around at all the bots and see a welcomed and yet horrifying sight. Mechs and femmes and younglings walk around but they seem to be hesitant on who can be trusted. Many are either wearing autobot or decepticon
symbols.
'So the war has started, don't know how far in. The abundance of younglings and femmes means the youth sectors are still ok.' Nodding my helm I know what to do next. Luckily my chakra still works. I start trotting as bots gape and get out of the 30+ foot
tall dogs way.
'Youth sectors first, try and save as many as possible. Check the date on what time frame I'm in.'
Not really paying attention I don't see the mech in front of me. A resounding bang sounded out as bots glanced over and stared for a kilk then turned deeming the situation as not their concern.
Wondering what the absolute slag did I just trot into I glance down at the bot and any version I have of saliva left my mouth dry as I stared slightly quivering. The mech stood and straightens his stance black and white paint glowing in the street lights
and his door wings rigid on his back as he looks at me with a red chevron over ice blue optics.
'OMP...PROWL!' Oh Primus I'm going to hyperventilate!
"What are you?" Prowl walks around my form causing my armor fur to stand on end. 'Oh Primus I feel like I am getting judged like those dogs in shows' While my inner debate goes on Prowl drones on. "No faction symbol. Neutral? Sturdy frame. Guardian frame
type, rare." Reaching out a servo he keeps the palm facing up and in front of me. Looking from his hand and to his face I have a random thought.
'Well I'm not going to sniff it if that's what you want.'
But despite my attitude against it my programming decides to kick in and make me sniff his servo and memorizing his scent. 'Oil, electric, and crystals?...I didn't even knew they had scents I guess that's the perk of having a better working nose.
My glossa peaks out of my muzzle as I give his hand a tentative lick. 'DID I JUST LICK HIM?! Oh my Primus kill me now.' He seemed to take that as a good thing and scratched behind my left ear. Slowly I became a puddle of whining goo under his skillful
digits. This mech is Primus incarnate.
My spark warms at the thought of being with one of my childhood heroes. My spark seems to sing pleasantly and harmonized with the thrum coming from the mech scratching my ear.
Prowl jolts away from me and stares in facination and something else.
When he jolts from me I immediately pull back with a whimper. 'Oh no I made him upset oh shoot I should leave.' Starting to back up my tail goes between my legs of it's on accord.
"Stop!" Immediately I freeze in spot as he closes the distance I put between us. He softens his tone when he speaks next. "I'm not mad, don't run." My spark sings as he says this. 'Thank Primus I don't know if I could deal with Prowl or anybot being mad
at me.'
I don't think I planned on it happening later in life He would say I initiated it. His spark sings along with mine as soon as they harmonize I feel something snap in place. I fall onto my metal rump when I feel a tentative prod at my mental walls and
at my spark.
'Hello?'
Prowl seems to radiate happiness and calmness at the same time as he looks at me stoically. Wait he's not radiating that I feel it!
'Hello new partner. My name is Prowl and I am your bonded partner. My beast half as it is.'
I blink and shuffle back to standing up. Beast half. Wait kinda like soundwave and ravage I am his cassette? What did I just get myself into? This was so not according to plan. NOT. AT. ALL.