Ladies and Gentlemen.

I Give You The Sequel To My Dearest Gothic.

Enjoy

Prologue: Thinking Back

It had been a few months since my experience with the Decepticons kidnapping me, in June. It was the middle of October now and the leaves on the trees were becoming the color of fire and earth, ready to tear off and fall to the ground. It was an amazing season, fall, where everything begins to die and go into hibernation, trees going dormant and preparing themselves for the long hard season of winter soon to come. I sighed as I stared out my bedroom window, watching a few red, orange, and yellow leaves fall to the luscious green grass bellow, still dewed by the morning mist.

My Grandparents had come home a week after my kidnapping. They told me that they took a short vacation, they thought that this vacation would test their trust in me that I could take care of the house and myself. They told me that they were impressed and gave me more leisure on where I could go and if I could go alone, which meant I did not have to sneak out much anymore. I was quite happy about that.

Over the past few months I had come to know the Autobots better. They taught me about Cybertron, their home planet, and their intentions on what they were going to do here on earth. Ratchet and Red Alert had taught me the anatomy of Transformers. So now I knew that their eyes were called optics, their chests were called chassis and a bunch of other information that could be useful to me. I had thanked them for the knowledge. Ironhide surprisingly taught me a few things: How to curse in their own language of Cybertronian, for one, and how to be a hard ass and not take shit from people, though I already knew how to do that because he and I always got into some kind of argument, but it was quite fun to argue with him, reason being I always won.

Starscream was fitting in slowly but surely. He got crap from other Autobots sometimes, mostly Ironhide, but I yelled at them to be nice or I would rip out their circuits, another thing I learned from Transformer Anatomy class with Ratchet and Red Alert, they would instantly stop and go back to what they were doing. Or in Ironhide's case we would just get into another argument. In the end it would be me winning as usual. Starscream had become an Autobot a while ago, maybe a month after he left the Decepticons. I got to do the honors of helping Ratchet remove the Decepticon insignia, and helping Red Alert apply the Autobot symbol.

Jaden, Josh, and I had started school in August. Really, we waited until the day before school to get our school supplies, getting our new school clothes was easy, seeing as we worked at a great place to get them. Hot Topic. We would still work there but we told our boss, Jack, that we would only be able to work after school. He told us that was fine. So thus we began our learning and our working that registered from 8 am in the morning to 9 pm at night, which was not to much of a bother, because we usually get our homework done at school and if that did not work, we had an hour until 10 pm which is usually when we crash on our beds from a long school day, to do it.

We would always reminisce on our summer with the Autobots in class and at work, we had met them maybe a week after school got out the few months ago, in June. Now that we were more busy, we barely got to see them, except for the short time periods when they took us to school, from school to work, from work and back home. But when we got the chance on our weekends, we would always come visit them in their base in the woods behind my Grandparents house. They would always be waiting there at the entrance for us, and if we possibly could, we would have tackled them to the ground every time because we missed them that much.

But now that I think back on it, I think that meeting the Autobots was not only fate, but the best thing to ever happen in my life. I do not know if you believe in destiny or fate, but if you could have gone through what I did, I think you would. Meeting the Autobots was not only about me finding new friends in a different race, but also it made me more knowledgeable in what's really out there, or what could be out there in that black vacuum called the universe.

My Grandma was out front, tending to her garden, as she usually did everyday, but more so on Saturday and Sunday, which today was Sunday. I sighed and watched as a red leaf was blown off one of its branches and was trapped in a current heading towards my window. The leaf stamped itself onto my forehead and was stuck there by the gust of wind. I lifted a hand and plucked the lone maple leaf off my forehead and looked at it. It was a bright red and I could see the small chlorophyll veins in the leaf. I smiled as the red made me think of the Autobots. Twirling the leaf thoughtfully by its stem as my mind flashed an image of them, I looked back out my window, a smirk on my lips.

I stood and walked out of my room...