A/N: Ladies and Gentlemen, you are probably wondering why I don't have Aquila up yet. Truth is, I've lost my written version and I'm in the process of rewriting it. Hope fully this will keep you entertained until I'm finished. This might even start a whole new series. So, I hope my readers can come to understand my reasoning. Sorry to waste your time.

Prologue- New Home…Sort of

Yeah, this really sucked. He was supposed to be stuck like that, in his vehicle mode. That annoying little Autobot had frozen him that way, but somehow, he managed to survive it. He could've changed back whenever he wanted; he just didn't wanna blow his cover.

He was bought by, believe it or not, the governor. Swindle hated human politics, so he wasn't too happy this. But it wouldn't matter soon anyway. He was property now…oh the irony of it all. Yeah, karma sucked even more than this situation. At least for now anyway.

Not wanting to blow his cover, Swindle had gone with the powerful man, a man by the name of Aaron Miller, quietly. He didn't know the man's true intentions, nor did he care at the moment. The one thought that passed through his processor was: Destiny is a GLITCH! It was the only thought going through him.

"Sir, what exactly do you plan on doing with this…vehicle?" Miller's secretary, Mia, asked.

"It's Skyler. Her birthday's in a few days and I promised her a car. This one, luckily, came cheap".

"I'm not cheap, dumb-aft!" Swindle thought, "And who in the name of Primus is Skyler?!".

"Are you sure she'll like it?".

"Not at first, but she loves working on cars and that good crap. She can work wonders with this thing".

"I'd love to see her try, you stupid human" Swindle just kept thinking.

The limo pulled up to the large house, while Swindle was put in the garage, meant to be a surprise for the man's oldest daughter….

Skyler Miller was always the different kind of girl. Contrary to everyone's popular belief, rich girls were not always snobby. At least Sky wasn't. She loved mechanics more than anything, and wanted to work with machines when she got out of college.

She was a very pretty girl. Nice and petit, something any guy would like. Her hair was waist length and jet black. Skyler's skin was decently tanned, giving her the dark, desirable look. Her eyes were sharp and really dark brown.

But despite her looks, she kept away from guys. To her, they were just slobs, annoying, pesky little creatures that only cared about themselves. She wasn't a lesbian or anything, she had just had it with men. Her last boyfriend, Shawn, had taken advantage of her and only wanted publicity of dating the governor's daughter.

The only real light of her life was her little sister, Emily, who looked nothing like her. Emily was only about eight years old when Swindle stepped in. Her hair was short and blonde. Emily's eyes were a vibrant blue, just perfect. She'd be just like Skyler one of these days.

"Mind if I walk in?" Aaron stepped into his daughter's room.

"Dad, I'm kinda busy. Can this wait?" Skyler asked.

"Absolutely not. I got something for you down in the garage. It's an early birthday gift. Hopefully you'll like it".

Skyler immediately sprung up. It was a new car, it had to be. She wanted a Porsche so bad. Hopefully it was just that….

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" Skyler exclaimed when she saw Swindle's vehicle mode in the garage.

"It's your new car" Aaron told her.

"No, dad, this is crap. That's what it is! I wanted a Porsche. What the crap did you get me?!".

"It's an SUV, Sky, I thought maybe you could use it as a…a canvas sort of speak. You can work wonders on this car".

Skyler sighed in frustration. This couldn't be happening! A cruddy car? What else could go wrong?

"I'm sorry Sky, but it was cheap. I can take it back-".

"No, Dad, I'll work on it. I'll see what I can do with it. But first, the artist must know what exactly what she's working on. Which means…GET OUT!" Skyler pushed her father out.

Oh yeah, she'd work wonders alright. But not just on Swindle, but on herself as well. The two lives were about to change and in a most unusual way. How unusual? Well, how about becoming family almost to your crappy looking car for you? Well, that's what was about to happen.