This is my first fan fiction ever so any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.

*Warning: contains swearing*

Main continuity is TFP, but will contain characters from other continuities as well as characters from other franchises like Mass Effect, Super Sentai/Power Rangers, and Naruto.

I don't own the Transformers Franchise or any others that I've mentioned, just the plot of this story and any OCs in it.

Enjoy. ^_^

Transformers: The Chronicles of Bass

Book 1

The Final war between good and evil

Chapter 1: Welcome to the Wreckers

"So...who, and more importantly, what are you again?" Questioned Chris.

Christopher Rose had, up until two hours ago, lived a normal and uneventful life. The 18 year old was wearing a pair of black Vans, a pair of blue jeans, a yellow t-shirt with a picture of Bowser on it, and a green Attack on Titan hoodie over said shirt. His slightly unkempt dark brown hair now had few leaf mixed in with it, due to falling off a small hill. His glasses were, thankfully, still in one piece. However, he wasn't worried about his glass right now. His fear filled eyes were currently locked on the giant black metal man that was standing in the exact same spot as where he had parked his 2005 BMW 325i.

"My name is Bass. As to what I am, I'm an autonomous robotic organism from the planet Cybertron, however you can just call me an Autobot. Now I don't believe I caught your name." The black mech answered calmly.

Bass, as he had called himself, was covered in armor and what looked to be parts of Chris' car, with a futuristic visor covering his golden optics. And right in the middle of his helm was a small yet identifiable crimson red robotic sigil.

"So your an alien?" Chris asked with a nervous tone.

"I guess you could say that." Bass answered with a shrug.

"Please tell me I'm not going crazy. Because if I am, don't drag me back to reality!" The teen exclaimed with a huge grin now replacing the fear that had been on his face.

"Wait, your not afraid of me, a GIANT ALIEN ROBOT?!" Bass was shocked that the kid wasn't running away screaming like a scared sparkling.

"Are you kidding me? This is, by far, the coolest thing that's happened to me in my entire life! I feel like I'm having an amazing dream but it's all real!"

"Well then prepare to have you tiny human mind blown, cause now that you know of our existence I have to take you to HQ to meet the leader of my team, the Wreckers." Bass said before transforming back into his vehicle mode.

"This day just keeps getting better." Chris stated as he hops into the driver's seat.

"Seat belt." Bass reminded him before starting down the dirt road.

After what felt like hours, Chris was woken up to the radio playing "Best day of my life" by the American Authors, albeit rather loudly. That's when he noticed the familiar stone relief carving of the confederate generals, Stonewall Jackson, Robert E. Lee, and Jefferson Davis. They were at one of Georgia's greatest landmarks, Stone Mountain.

"Wait, the Autobot HQ is located near Stone Mountain?" Chris asked.

"Well, good morning to you to Sunshine." Bass said in a sarcastic tone. "And to answer your question, it's not near the mountain, it IS the mountain."

"Wait, wait, wait. Your telling me that you guys have be inside there all this time?"

"Well for the last ten or so year we have. Why do you ask?" Bass replied.

"How do you guys put up with all the tourist who come here?" Chris asked. "It's kind of hard to miss a 20ft alien robot."

"Oh please, the that's what our holoforms are for. I'd have used on the way here, but I'm kinda low on energon." came his reply. "Now when we get inside, let me do the talking. My commander isn't known for being a great listener. Oh, and don't repeat any thing that he says that sounds like a curse word, he's also known for his colorful vocabulary."

"Sounds like quiet the character."

"You have no idea."

As Bass rolled in to a well disguised entrance the atmosphere in the base felt a lot more foreign than when they were outside on the highway, though it was most likely due to the giant alien computer monitors located in the main room.

Once Bass had come to a complete stop next to some crates, Chris saw that in front of them were parked a black GMC Topkick, a white Lancia New Stratos concept car with red and green racing stripes, a green armored car of an unknown make and model, a orange and white ambulance, a blue Peterbilt semi truck with flames, and a Lockheed SR-71 Blackbird, Chris unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the BMW before it transformed it to the familiar black mech the he had met the night before. And before Chris realized Bass had picked him up, he was now behind said mech's back. He then heard the familiar sounds of the other vehicles transforming.

"All right kid? Why was it so slaggin' important for us, the Hatchet, an' Prime to come here so early in the day?" a gruff voice asked.

"Well I might have gotten myself a little bit of problem." Bass said in somewhat of a guilty tone.

"Oh you've got to be slaggin' kiddin' me!" The same gruff voice shouted, now obviously pissed off. "Kid, what in the name of Primus did yah do this time? Crash into a tree, again."

"No…. Well maybe, but that's not what this is about."

Next thing Chris knew he was face to optic with a yellow bot that must have entered the room without either him or any of the others hearing him.

Then said yellow bot made a series of beeping noises, which everyone but Chris could apparently understand.

"What do yah mean there's a human behind 'is back?" The gruff, and now very annoyed voice demanded, causing Bass to go ridged.

That's when Bass gave, what must be their equivalent of, a sigh of defeat as reveled what he had hidden behind his back.

"Mechs, meet Christopher Rose. Christopher Rose, meet the Wreckers, our leader, the CMO, and our youngest member of the Autobots," said Bass still grinning guiltily.

"S-sup," the teen stuttered nervously.

Chris was first introduced to the other members of the Wreckers. The owner of the gruff voice that Chris heard earlier belonged to their leader, Ironhide; the black plane he saw was the team's scout, Jetfire; then there was the teams field medic and explosives expert, Wheeljack; and then he met the one bot wrecking machine, Bulkhead. Then he was introduced to the other three 'bots in the room. The yellow beeping one was there best scout, Bumblebee; the one with that looked like his alt. mode was an ambulance was the CMO, was know as Ratchet, or as Ironhide had called him 'the Hatchet'; and last but not least the big red and blue mech who's aura simply screamed that he was someone who was meant to be respected, was none other than Optimus Prime.

"So... Bass how the frag did you blow our cover if the scanners didn't show any 'Con activity anywhere slaggin' close to your position?" Ironhide said, just barely managing to keep his temper in check.

"Well, to be honest I'm not quite sure myself, just that one minute I'm responding to a possible Decepticon sighting, then bright light blinded me, and when I'd activated my optics again the kid was just laying there on the ground staring at me and then fainted." Bass explained.

"So he just appeared out a' nowhere? Yeah right and I'm Megatron's sparkmate." Jetfire stated in a disbelieving tone, though to Chris, it also sounded like the jet had an Australian accent.

"Well I believe him." Ratchet stated, much to Ironhide's disbelief.

"You actually believe that scrap?!"

"Hide, you know Bass is extremely careful when it comes to staying hidden, and quite frankly it would explain the odd rift in the space-time continuum." Ratchet said dryly.

"And why wasn't anyone else informed of said ripple?" Wheeljack inquired.

"Because there wasn't a reason to mention it before hand since Bass was already at its location."

"Well there's nothing that we can do now except to inform the others at the other base in Jasper N.V." Bulkhead sighed. "At least the others will have someone new to hangout with, and I'm sure that Jay would love to know there's another human here as well." Bulkhead then added, directing that last part at Jetfire, who smacked the back oh the green mech's head.

"Wait, I'm not the only human who knows about you guys?" Chris asked, ignoring the fight that broke out between the two wreckers.

"That's correct, Christopher." Optimus answered.

"Awesome!" Chris yelled happily.

He turned around to talk to Bass only to see that Ironhide was chewing the younger black mech out.

"Bass, even though you didn't intentionally reveal yourself, rules are rules so you mister are grounded for the rest of the week." Ironhide stated.

"What! But that's so unfair! I didn't even do anything wrong!" Bass whined.

"Are you talking back to your caretaker? Do you want to be grounded for an additional week?" Ironhide asked with a raised optic ridge.

"N-no sir." Bass stammered as he raised his servos in defeat.

"That's what I thought." Ironhide said with a slight smirk.

"What's a caretaker?" Chris asked Ironhide.

"A caretaker, human, is similar to an adoptive parent." He stated.

"Wait, you mean to tell me that in addition to being his commanding officer, you're also his adoptive father!" Chris exclaimed.

"Well yes, but so is Ratchet." He said casually.

"But your guys? Are you gay or something? Not that there's anything wrong with being gay."

"While it's true that we both identify ourselves as being male, or mechs, we don't require two separate genders to reproduce, though there are some Cybertronians that identify themselves as females, of femmes." Ratchet explained.

"Oh. One more question." The teen still processing what he just heard.

"And would that be Christopher?" Asked Optimus.

"Where do I sleep? Cause I don't know if you guys get tired, but it's 3 o'clock in the morning and I feel like I'm gonna pass out." Chris said and then proved his point with a yawn.

"Well since Bass found you first, you'll be staying in our quarters, right Hatchet?" Ironhide stated before being nailed in the head by a wrench thrown by his sparkmate.

"What did I tell you? DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Ratchet yelled.

'Note to self, don't piss off "Ratchet the hatchet"' Chris thought to himself before following the medic to where he was dragging a now unconscious Ironhide.