A love like no other
Author's note: I do not own the Transformers, for if I did I'd be one happy woman. But this is my very first story so I might screw up a lot. If so please tell me and I will try to fix it. I welcome all comments but NO flames will ignore them. Hasbro owns all right's to Transformer's.
It was a quiet afternoon; most of the Autobot's and human's been either catching up on paper work or some where relaxing on their day off. Till an alarm went off through the base, all Autobot's and human's alike ran outside spotting 50 or so pod's heading straight for them. With one pod ahead of the rest.
"If they don't slow down, their landing will cause quite a bit of damage." Ratchet said, scanning most of the pods.
"Do you know? If their friend or foe?" Will asked, cocking his gun preparing for a fight.
"No, we don't. We won't know till they land." Ironhide said, watching the pods coming in, charging his cannon's for a possible fight.
They heard a gasp coming from Ratchet. They looked over at him. "What is it Ratchet?" Wheeljack asked, looking back at the pods.
"The first pod has a lot of damage down to it; they might not survive the landing." He said, in shock.
After a few minute's the pods crash landed. One by one the pods Cybertronians stepping out showing seeker's in all their glory. They walked over to the first pod waiting for the commander to come out. Not noticing or not caring that they had guns and cannon's pointed at them. They continued to wait for the commander. After some time the pod finally opened showing a tall slender beautiful femme seeker.
She looked around taking the scene in till her optics landed on her Lieutenant growling at him slightly.
"Lieutenant Report." She growled out, stepping out of the pod.
"Yes ma'am, it would seem we landed where we needed to. But it seems the Autobots think we're the enemy till you show them we aren't. It would also seem the native's of this planet don't trust us either." He said, looking at her.
She nodded stepping out of the crater walking out in front of her men. Looking around the native's and the Autobot's.
"Have you men put their weapons down Optimus, after all you should know who we are.'' She said, smirking at him.
Optimus stood their shocked not believing his optics. After a few minutes he shook his helm clearing his thoughts. "Nightstorm is that really you?" He asked, shocked slowly walking over to him.
The other's stood there shocked as well not believing what they were hearing. They all believed Nightstorm Prime to be dead for so long. They had giving up hope on ever finding her or her men. And now they had advantage in the war with her and team on their side.