Chapter One
He did not know how it happened. He crept along the fence. The lights were scanning the ground as he made his way to the edge of the field.
As he took his next step, his foot caught on the loose debris scattered over the area. Lennox was worried that he was about to get caught.
He was unsure if he had been discovered or not.
Even though the disruption was small, in his mind it had been so loud that it had the potential of alarming the entire sector.
Will kept thinking about how it started.
It was hard to believe he was in this situation since it was supposed to have been an easy operation.
Ironhide had wanted to come with him; however Optimis didn't believe it warranted an Autobot chaperon and had wanted Ironhide to conduct a security review of the compound.
Will had thought that the mission would be just an exploratory event, but it had quickly fell apart. He had arrived at the complex with two others. Both of them were scientists, who had years of experience in biotech engineering.
One of them had spilled coffee on Lennox's uniform, and he had to borrow another shirt which just happened to be identical to what the scientists were wearing. They even gave him a lab coat to use as a jacket, and Will had remarked that he must be changing careers.
Will was on edge when they entered the holding area for the materials in question.
What was supposed to be space debris or even destroyed remains of past encounters were quickly erased from his mind as he beheld the objects before him.
There weren't parts of this and there here and there. There were whole pieces and chucks of machines, some very alien looking.
Will would have loved to have sent a communication back to the Autobots but signals were restricted in this area.
He looked over his shoulder that the guy in charged and scowled at him as he scanned the area once more. 'Guess I'll just have to go along with this until I get back to base,' mused Will.
Will was working with the scientists; actually he was watching them work since this was not his area of expertise. Every now and then one of the scientists would ask him a question about an object to which Will could offer little knowledge.
It kept running through his mind, 'Why in the world did they request me for this?'
Will kept hoping that everything was dead or drained of energon or in some sort of stasis lock as he followed the scientists from one scrap heap to the next.
When one of the scientists poked an oblong piece of space debris, warning bells went in Will's head.
The oblong space debris began to shrill and blink as soon as the scientist touched it.
Seconds later, the object began to shift shape, and Will did not know whether it would be friend or foe, but he knew that didn't matter.
Just get out of its way!