Hello Everyone! I'm BAAAACK! (Just to let you newbies know, There are three others in this cycle, I'd advise you read them first) This is the one I've been waiting to do. Dusk ends up in the world of Transformers Prime.

This girl does not own Transformers, (but the OC's are mine bwahaha! The realm of Cybres is mine) but she wishes she did, because, frankly, that'd be awesome!

My Characters-Trans Counterparts Mentioned in this chap.

Dusk Greyman (Skyfyre Ivorra/Prime)- None

Karrick- Bumblebee

Silver Greyman (Silverstar Ivorra)- Arcee

Healer- Ratchet

Risktaker-Cliffjumper

Sideslash-Sideswipe

Tomosal Ivorra- Optimus Prime

(And the one you old, wonderful readers have been waiting for...)

Nightiron-Bulkhead

Prologue

It's A New Day

Dusk POV

I yawned and stretched, blinking away the fog that lay over my eyes.

"Good morning, sleepy," Dad's voice crackled from the consol, "I trust that you had a good night's sleep?"

I cracked my neck, "Ugh, what time is it?"

"0600 hours,"

"I'm going back to bed," I muttered as I lay back down on my adopted dad's seats.

Ever since 'Sides offlined, Optimus has been my guardian…not that I'm complaining or anything!

He just needs to lighten up a bit.

The seatbelt tightened up on me.

"You are already up," he growled.

"Whatever," I muttered as I closed my eyes.

Optimus POV

She fell right back asleep.

Why am I not surprised?

I turned up the radio volume, and then turned it on, blasting out the first few notes of a song.

Dusk POV

Mandisa's Good Morning suddenly blared over the radio, I shrieked and jumped upwards. I glared at Dad's consol.

"Daaad," I groaned, "I'm up! So…how much farther are we from the new base?"

"About fifteen of your earth minutes," the ol' bot said, "So it is pointless to sleep anymore."

I sighed and got my stuff all gathered together.

"Are you sure you know where you're going?" I asked.

"Our liaison gave us the coordinates to meet him at," he said as the boring dusty landscape rolled on by, "It is not at the new base, rather a few minutes from it,"

"So we should be meeting him…soon?" I asked.

"Very."

"Are we there yet?" a voice crackled over the comm.

I sighed, "No, Am, not yet. Dad says a few more miles and we'll be at the rendezvous point."

She gave a sigh.

"This stinks,"

"Don't I know it," I said, "Just hang on."

I looked around again and immediately saw an army jet fly over.

"Looks like we've got company," I said.

Ben's voice crackled over the comm.

"That a 'Con?"

"It's been almost six months since we've heard anything," I said, "It's not a 'Con…I think it's the liaison,"

"So he knows how to fly…" Ben said.

"No you're not pushing him out of a plane!" I said.

"Oh come on…" he paused for a moment, "Alright, fine, FINE, Mom I won't!"

I snickered.

"Thank you, Miranda," I said.

Jolt snickered over the comm.

Suddenly, Dad turned off the highway and onto the desert floor. The other 'Bots followed him.

"We are here," he said as he stopped in front of the military jet that had flown over us.

I got out, right as the pilot did. It was an African American man, mid to late forties, and a little thicker set around the stomach. The others stopped behind us and Amber, Ben, and Miranda Williams got out.

"I'm Special Agent William Fowler," the man said, "I've been assigned to be the liaison to the Autobots."

He looked at the four of us humans (well, three and a half).

"I've already been debriefed about you four," he said, "Sgt. Miranda Williams, formerly Castora, wife of the late Captain Javier Castora and mother of Mr. Benjamin Castora who stands here now. Ben wishes to become a teacher. Amber Robertson, daughter of Selene and Marcus Robertson, who wishes to become a muscian. And you…"

He looked at me and I blushed violently.

"Dusk Greyman, you I actually know very little about," Fowler said, "Your parents don't even exist."

Dad transformed right then.

"I claim her," he said, "She is my daughter."

I could tell Fowler was warned at how big Dad was…

But nothing could prepare him for the real thing.

"As you know, Agent Fowler," Dad said, "I am Optimus Prime, and these are my team."

He introduced everyone, including our two new additions Cliffjumper and Bulkhead.

"And there is one more in our team," Dad continued, looking at me, "Skyfyre Prime,"

I felt heat and light engulf me, and when the light died, I towered over everyone except for Dad. Fowler's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head.

"Fowler," Miranda said, "I think it'd be wise to let them in on the situation,"

"What situation?" I asked.

"Your alts are too easily recognizable," Miranda said, "Fowler and I discussed it with the higher-ups…you'll have to change them."

Fowler finally found his voice.

"And we brought some bases," he said, gesturing towards a bunch of vehicles.

"Dusk," Dad said, "You may choose first, since they will be your first alts."

"I heard one of you can fly," Fowler said, "So I flew over here."

I looked at the plane.

It was an F-15 Eagle.

"Looks ok," I said, then looked at my hands, "Sooo…um…what do I uh do?"

"It is by thought alone," Dad said.

I looked at the plane, and my vision flashed blue.

Ben POV

We watched as Optimus guided Dusk through the alt-scanning process.

"She's never done this before?" Fowler asked.

"She's only had that form for about six months," I said, "She's still getting used to it,"

A jet of blue shone from Dusk's optics and swiped over the plane. When it died, her armor shifted on her, and Dusk shuddered.

The once flared and alt-less armor was now smooth and actually looked like part of a plane.

"Now for the ground," she said, shaking her head, trying to clear it.

There were a bunch of cars to choose from, but it seemed one caught her eye.

A golden Corvette Stingray concept.

I immediately knew she'd go for it. She always kept 'Sides close to her, especially that shard of his armor that he gave her before he offlined. Dusk had turned it into a pendant that she never took off.

And with that, Dusk had a ground alt as well.

Everyone else went, and I noticed that there were slight differences in the armor and alt forms as well.

Prime's alt no longer had flames, just a solid blue and scarlet, 'Cee's bike had turned more blue colored, 'Bee had switched out his Camaro form with the Urbana 500, a muscle car that had just barely come out. I'd probably say that Ratchet's changed the most drastically. It went from a lime yellow S&R Hummer, to a red a white ambulance. Cliff and Bulk also changed going for a red muscle car with bull horns on the grill (Cliff) and a green, almost SUV type vehicle (Bulk).

The only one who didn't change…

Was Jolt.

He stayed in his Chevy Volt form, and wouldn't transform.

"Jolt?" I asked, "Aren't you going to…?"

"I'm fine," he said, not moving, "It just hurts to transform right now."

I patted his hood, and his engine let out a low purr.

"Well," Fowler said, "Now that you're all settled with your new forms…let's get you to that base…"

Dusk looked plaintively at Prime and he spoke softly to her. Dusk closed her optics, and, for the first time, transformed.

There were a lot of squeals from her direction and she rapidly backed up, nearly crashing into Cliffjumper.

"Whoa there!" he yelped, jumping out of the way.

"Dusk," Prime said, stifling a laugh, "Calm down…it is not much different than driving a car,"

"'Cept I'm not seein' from the driver's seat!" she hissed.

"Drive," Prime said.

Dusk sighed…and suddenly shot forwards. She turned back around and came to a halt.

"I did it!" she crowed.

"Good," Prime said, approvingly, "Now, Agent Fowler, will you lead the way?"

"I'd be glad to," he said.

...

The base was located in a mesa. An abandoned missile silo.

Fowler explained the history to us, but I zoned out.

He did mention that Mom was able to keep her job as a surgeon, she'd be working at the hospital alongside a June Darby was it?

The best part about all this? Fowler said I'd be able to start on my teaching credits by helping one of the teachers at the town's high school.

And that's when I decided I liked it here.

A/N Yeah, yeah, kinda boring. Buuut...next one'll be better!

Title from Avalon's New Day,

Song Mentioned: Mandisa's Good Morning

Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.