This story occurs after the events that happen in the recent film, "Transformers: Dark of the Moon". All characters mentioned are either a property of Hasbro or of myself, I only claim the rights to those characters I have created.

Part 1: Unexpected Visitor

It's late in the evening, the sky over Maryland has grown dark as a blonde twenty something and her dark haired companion make their way up the porch steps to a quaint ranch house on the edge of the nearby town.

As the blonde slides the key into the lock, her friend makes a comment that causes the girl to turn and laugh.

The blonde continues to laugh as they walk into the house, both chattering away about what the dark haired girl has said. The blonde shuts the door behind them, them proceeds to toss her keys on the counter closest to her. She stops as the dark haired girl sits herself down on a couch in the living room.

"What's up, Meg?" the dark haired girl asks of her friend.

The blonde shakes her head.

"It's nothing," she says, running her fingers through her blonde curls.

The dark haired girl simply shrugs, relaxing against the couch while the blonde nips at her finger nails while surveying the kitchen for food.

"Where'd you say you dad was gonna be tonight?" the dark one inquired.

Megan looked up from the fridge, hand resting on the top of the door, nails rapping against the glossy exterior.

She bit her lip.

"I have no idea, the man's an enigma," Megan replied with a sigh. She sat next to her friend with a bowl of Chex Mix in between them.

"Do you think he's telling you the truth?" her friend said, grabbing a fistful of the snack food. Megan began rubbing her temple.

"No, I don't, Amber, I haven't for the past few years,"

"So this isn't the first time he's done it to you?"

"I don't know what he's been up to, it all started four years ago, I know that, and ever since then, he's been...elusive..." she shifted in her seat. "I know I shouldn't worry but, where the hell does he go when he's gone?"

Amber studied Megan with a pair of watchful blue eyes, then tossed her head so as to remove her bleached bangs from her eye sight, revealing a flash of lilac purple hidden in her hair.

"You're allowed to worry, he's your father,"

"I just wish he'd tell me something! He was always on me about keeping secrets, now look at him! Calling the kettle black..." she got up from her seat. "I need a beer..."

No sooner had she left the couch and retrieved the beer,then the whole house began shaking violently. Amber looked at her friend in panic.

"An earthquake?"

Megan grabbed onto the counter firmly as the shaking came to a stop,just as soon as it had begun.

"Another one?" She said quizzically, checking for any damage. Amber shrugged.

"A lot of strange things have been happening,you never know," she remarked."Another earthquake could have happened, just saying."

"I don't think it was an earthquake," Megan said, shooting her friend a look with a raised eyebrow. Amber shrugged again to which Megan rolled her eyes. She opened a drawer and pulled out a flashlight.

"Come on, I think it came from outside,"

She walked to the back yard and turned on the flashlight,shining it around to see if there was,indeed, anything out there to see. Amber folded her arms across her chest and followed her friend into the night.

"See anything?" she asked, rubbing her hands on her arms to try and warm herself up. Megan shook her head.

"Nothing," she sighed, bringing the flashlight down to her side.

"So? What do we do?"

"So, we keep on looking," Megan said as she moved through the back yard, looking every which way. Amber rolled her eyes and let out a groan.

"It's cold! Do you really want to keep looking?"

"Yes! I do! I want to know what that noise was because I'm damn sure-" she stopped when something caught her attention. Her flashlight had caught something shiny and yellow. Her eyes shot upwards and her jumped back with a gasp. She managed to drop the flashlight in the process. She stumbled back in awe of what she had seen. It was as tall as a two story house, with numerous mechanical devices throughout it's body, it's eyes(if you could call them that) were an unearthly blue that blinked at her in curiosity, it's golden-amber armor glinted in the rays of the flashlight. She noted two winglike structures on his back-wings,no, doors, like the doors on a car! She scanned his form a little more until she saw a nasty scar that stretched across the front side of his form. He was wounded. But it wasn't the wound that had Megan curious, it was the fact that parts of the robot's form were similar to that of a car.

"You poor thing," she said with concern, taking a step towards the strange creature who backed off slightly. Even this small move caused him to clutch at the wound to his chest.

"It's okay!" she said, trying her best to calm him down."I'm not going to hurt you, just, let me take a look,"

The robot gave her a cautious glance, then moved him massive hand away from the wound. Megan moved closer to examine the wound, running her fingers over the jagged surface.

"It's like you got attacked by something," she muttered,then looking up at him."How did it happen?" she asked. The robot hesitated, then spoke,through the radio, using some sort of program that was playing the sound effects for a movie that involved sword fights.

"A sword?"

The robot nodded. Megan bit her lip, then turned to Amber."And here I'd thought it'd be an easy fix!" She laughed.

"Do you think it was him that made the noise?" Amber asked, staring up at the robot in disbelief. Mean nodded.

"I mean, he's pretty big, what else could have made that kind of sound?"

Amber could on shrug in reply.

"Exactly," she turned back to the robot."My dad, he's pretty good with cars, you're not much different from a car, if you stick around long enough, he might be able to fix you up,"

The robot seemed hopeful, but only for a moment.

"What? Don't you trust me?" Megan asked.

The robot shook his head and waved his arms, as if to say,No! It's not that! He searched for a station to convey what he meant and they song "You've got a Friend in Me" started playing. Megan understood now.

"Oh, you have friends!" she exclaimed."Look,I'm sure they're worried about you, but you can barely move as it is, we fix you up now, you'll be back in no time," she beamed. He considered the idea and nodded approvingly.

"So, you're really going to try to fix a giant robot?" Amber questioned.

"No, I'm going to attempt to fix a giant robot,"

The Sullivans live on a ranch not too far off from the nearest town, but far enough away to not be bothered by anyone, so moving a giant robot into a stable-converted-to-garage was no big deal, even if it was no small feat. Once safely inside, the robot looked around, hunched over due to height. Megan leaned against a container that stored a bunch of tools while Amber walked around their new companion.

"What do you think he is?" she asked, looking at the blonde.

"To be honest? I have no clue, he looks like a big toy,"

"yeah, a big toy that fights things," Amber pointed out. But Megan wasn't paying attention, she was staring at the symbol on the robot's head, just above the eyes. It was small, red, and was oddly shaped.

"What on Earth are you?" Megan whispered. Another radio station search.

"...Tranquility base here,the Eagle has landed..."

Her head shot up,"That's it!" she exclaimed with wide eyes. She ran over to a table to grab something.

"What's 'it'?" Amber asked as Megan brought over something wrapped up in an old rag.

"He's not from Earth! Don't you get it Amber? What kind of robot, from Earth looks like that! What happened that day in Chicago, you know? The day everyone said the world was going to end?" she turned to the robot."You were there, weren't you? You were one of the good guys,"

Another approving nod.

Megan smiled and proceeded to unwrap the object in her hand.

"My dad, he found this on one of his missions, do you know what it is?" she asked, holding it up to the robot. It was some kind of rock, dark in a color that was nearly indistinguishable. It appeared to be charred, by what, who knows.

The robot looked at it in shock and snatched it away from the girl.

"So you do know what it is!" she said."Good!" she held out a hand, wanting the shard back. He shook his head.

"Well you can't just take it!" she told him"My dad's going to wonder where it is!"

He glared down at her with a look that said,this is for your own good. Megan was taken back by his expression.

"Alright, geez, if it means that much to you, keep it!" she said.

Satisfied, the robot lifted the shard to try and get a better look at it. He was studying it when all of a sudden, he appeared to be doubled over in pain, clutching the shard tight within his grasp. He let out a sound,something like a scream,but it was unintelligible.

"What's going on?" Amber asked.

"I don't know! What's wrong?" Megan asked frantically. The thing couldn't respond even if it wanted to.

"It's that shard!" Amber said,"It's hurting him!"

"Then we have to get it away from him!"

"WE! Hell no! Your shard! Your problem!"

Megan accepted the challenge,running up to the robot.

"Give me the shard!" she said firmly. He shook his head.

"Look! If you're not careful, that thing's going to end up hurting you! Hand it over!" she demanded. He shot her a death glare and tried to smack her away with his elbow.

She took a few steps back, the regained her composer,"I'm not giving up that easily," she then went up and tried to retrieve the shard from his hand, as if he didn't have ten times her strength.

She managed to get her hands to the shard, only to feel as if she had been zapped by some sort of electric pulse and thrown backwards onto the ground.

All she could recall was a brilliant flash of blur light,unlike anything she'd ever seen before. She sat up slowly and heard Amber calling her name.

"That was crazy!" she exclaimed, helping Megan sit up. The blonde looked around in confusion.

"Where'd he go?" she asked, not seeing the robot any more. Amber looked up.

"That's odd," she said, getting up to look for any evidence of the creature's whereabouts. Megan was still trying to recount what exactly had happened in that moment where she touched the shard. She scratched her head, then looked down at her hand. There was blood on it, her blood. She had cut her hand on the shard. But, how? What happened? What was that shard? Who was the robot? Better yet, where had he gone? This evening had gone from weird to confusing in a matter of hours.

"Megan!" Amber called from across the garage."You're not going to believe this!"

Megan rose to her feet, dusted herself off, and went to where her friend was.

"Come on!"

"I'm coming! Geez!" she stood next to Amber."What's up?"

Amber pointed to something on the floor,"I think I found our friend,"

Megan looked and saw a young man, about her and Amber's age lying there, unconscious. His hair was sandy blonde in color, and his skin a deep tan. Lucky for the girls, he was fully clothed. Her hands when over her mouth.

"Oh my god!" she exclaimed."Do you really think that's him?"

"Who else would he be?" she asked.

"Oh no,how is that possible? I mean,"

"Meg! It doesn't matter how it happened! It happened! And now we have to deal with it!" she said gesturing to the body. Megan let out a sigh.

"We can't leave him here, who knows what'll happen if he wakes up," Megan stared at the body.

"Meg?"

"Yeah?"

"How are we going to explain this to your dad?"