AN: I do not own Transformers... Hasbro does.

And I know that I should be writing my other fiction but this got my interest so you'll have this one instead.

And please tell me if there are any mistakes so it's easier to read for everyone!

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Chapter One

You will change everything

Everything was fuzzy. I heard voices everywhere and they were calling my name. I didn't know what to do and when I tried to turn around, my balance betrayed me and I fell on a ground. I didn't feel anything, not even when I hit to the ground. The only thing hit me was reality. I saw red liquid everywhere around me and the pain came like strike of lightning.

All of you were calling my name, but because of the sound of battle, I didn't here anything else than battle cries, gun fires and people screaming. I tried to move but because of the pain, only thing I literally could do was to lift my finger. I tried to shout your name but all that came out of my mouth was that flaming red liquid.

My previous life was flashing in front of my eyes. I saw my mom, Judy Witwicky, my dad, Ronald Witwicky. I was thinking about my dogs, Mojo and Frank, my friends, Leo and Miles. And last but not least, Mikaela, my beautiful and gorgeous girlfriend. But the most important thing was that she was my girlfriend, even though she could have had anyone! But know I'm clad about that I could be with her in a two ways. One, I had a chance to be with her at least this long, and two… After I'm dead, she can life her own live and I'm sure that she'll find someone better who she will share her life with.

I blinked my eyes and anymore heard nothing. And that was either because my ears had come immune to noise or I had lost so must blood and were losing my consciousness. No matter which way it was, I saw Rachet now coming toward me, with a sad face. Rachet… Oh yes, I remember… First time I saw him at that alley he said something about me and Mikaela. What was is..? Ah! It was about those hormones. That was an embarrassing moment.

Next figure behind Ratchet was Optimus Prime. There was many battle scars and injuries like after the battle of the Egypt. The others also had scars and injuries but it looked like their injuries where the smallest concern. Prime also had the same sad face as the Autobot medic, but somehow he looked more hurt than the others. That made me want to say that he shouldn't blame himself, it wasn't his fault, but when I opened my mouth to say it, I started to chough and Ratchet probably told me to stop.

I just lay there when all the Autobots were talking, and I knew about what, even though I couldn't hear I could read their expressions and body language. All of them were frustrated; nerves sad, sorry, out of ideas and many more emotions was seen from Autobots faces. I won't blame them; even I myself knew that there would be nothing that they could do to safe me or my broken down body.

I saw that Rachet was now talking to Optimus and I saw something new from Prime's face. It wasn't fear or sadness anymore, like on Rachet's face, but more like courage and believe. Ratchet tried to stop Optimus for doing something but after couple words Optimus said, he stopped. I could read those words from his lips, it was clear to me as light of the Sun; "You know that this is the only way, and I still own him my life". After that I was lift in the air by him and the massive hand of his. He brought me close to his chest and I lift my head as well as I could in my condition and watched Optimus to his optics and he spoke again. "Don't worry Sam. I'll save you." That was written to metallic lips of his.

It was after that I felt warmness under Optimus Prime's chest and like that, my pain disappeared. I didn't feel anything else than the warmness of the last Prime left and like that everything was gone. Darkness surrounded me and I felt nothing anymore. I was alone middle of nothing and still everything and everything I had felt; pain, sorrow, fear and warmness of Optimus was just gone.

It welt eternity but still like couple minutes and in the end, I don't know how long I was there until I heard the familiar voice. It was calling my name, my own name that I have had all of my short life. I walked and tried to reach anyone who was calling me but even though I walked toward the voice, it felt like I was going away from it.

Time past and the voice never left, and it was calling my name over and over again, "Samuel James Witwicky. Sam… Sam. Samuel!" That was all I heard, and just when I though I was going to come insane. I saw the light. It was bright as the Sun I once knew and it was right in front of me, almost making me blind because its brightness. The voice was gone but this, Spark, was the one given to me.

Opportunity also, was given to me, and I'll take it without hesitations, even though I don't know what it'll bring to me in the future. I'm just clad that I have the chance to get out of this place so I don't have to be alone. And like that, without even a one thought or a word, I touch the Spark and anything is nothing.

I will not be alone anymore.

You called my name.