Seriously you'll like this fic.
Blah, blah, blah transformers not mine, but all OCs are as well as an OOC Canon that will make an appearance later. Ten energon creds say you'll never guess who it is before he arrives.
LANGUAGE WARNING!...you have been warned. i will more than likely say a few not suited for kids comments.
Enjoy!
It's The Thought That Counts
Prologue
'There is no point in wishing things can be different. We cannot change the past. We can only accept the change and move forward. '
It became popular, a new fad, one that will annoyingly take a while to die away. Nothing can be done about it. Nothing can make the pain go away faster. Just have to wait for time to take its course. what can one do when the freedom of writing is in full swing, well reading it could be one solution, and the other? Total denial of its existence. This isn't any better. This is where the forces of good and evil collide, destinies entwine and where doing the right thing may just cause more harm then good. It's the thought that counts...Right?
Too bad Fate is fighting back to fix things before it's too late...
...that is if it isn't already...
If you had the chance to change the out come of an event, would you? What if what you changed was suppose to have happened in order to keep a balance? What if what you changed tipped that balance in favor of something far worse? Now ask yourself, would you still change things if it meant that saving someone from a death that is suppose to happen not only changed the fabric of time but tore a hole in destiny bringing forth something far worse.
One girl did, she had the chance to save lives, to help win a war. She thought she was doing the right thing, but maybe she shouldn't have done anything at all.
This is her story.
Her name was Cameron Taylor, she was sixteen, Febreeze-fresh to a fandom, one she knew so little about. In our world our imagination is our master, we bend our will to the creativity it unleashes. She was no different. Lead solely on from two movies, with a third in the making and two cartoons, she was hooked and she, like others like her, began writing.
Cameron's life was normal, it was plain, it was...well it was boring. She craved adventure like everyone else has craved when they were a teenager. She had one love and that was the unknown, the mystery, the wonder. It burns in her blood worse then a drug addiction and what she can't accomplish in her world, she can do in the world of imagination. She wanted a chance to make a difference, to find her place in the world. She all but wanted to be Superwoman. She wanted to save the lives of characters she loved.
One night she was traveling home from visiting her grandparents, staring up at the stars that sparkled and shined in the night sky. she had just finished a story she written for her favorite and current fandom, wanting so badly to be the girl she created, to have adventure, to find love, to make a difference. Sighing with disappointment knowing full well that it would never happen she looked to the stars once more. Just by chance she spotted twin meteors streaking through the atmosphere and closed her eyes, made her wish whispered the spell casting children rhyme...
"Star light , Star bright, upon the first shooting star i see tonight. Wish I may, wish I might, have the wish i wish tonight," Cameron whispered to the stars her voice quiet and her breath slightly fogging up the window as she spoke, "I wish I lived in the Transformers world."
Opening her eyes Cameron looked back to the sky, the shooting star having long burned away. She knew what she asked for was impossible, even more so the chance that she would even have gotten involved in the alien war. But one can hope right? Letting a yawn escape, she rearranged her seat belt so she could comfortably lie across the back seat of the sports utility vehicle her father was driving, and closed her eyes to sleep.
Surrendering to the caress of slumber the young teen was unaware her wish had been heard and a powerful being was willing to grant it to her, but first it needed her to willingly agree to it. After all manipulation is so much easier when one willingly volunteers.
From the bowels of darkness within the void of time, tendrils of power slipped through the sheets of dimensions untying the thread of fate and wrapped the sleeping form of the young girl into a gentle cocoon drawing her away from her world and into the world of between, and waited.
oOoOoOoOoOo
It was cold.
Cold enough to make her body to shiver and shudder in attempt to warm itself up.
Cameron slowly awoke from her sleep and immediately noticed the lack of vibration that a car would create while in motion. Opening her bright green eyes, she had expected to still have been in the backseat of her parents car or under the covers of her bed had her father carried her sleeping form to her room. Her eyes widened in shock. She wasn't in either place.
Using her head to look around, Cameron could see nothing as her long loose honey and strawberry blonde hair trailed behind from the movement. It was an endless void of nothing, bathed softly in a violet and red glow, sending a chill down the teen's spine. The air was thick and heavy as if an immense force was pushing from all around.
She was alone.
Cameron shivered again, wrapping her arms around her self she tried to fight off the chill that seemed to cut through her.
A dream.
'This had to be a dream' Cameron thought to herself. Nothing else makes sense.
"It is no dream, human."
The strawberry-honey blonde teen spun around searching for the source of the booming voice. There was nothing, no one. "Who-who said that?" her voice stuttered, "Who are you?" she looked around once more, "Where are you?"
"I am the one who will grant you, your wish, if you so choose to accept my offer." The voice answered, coming from all around.
Cameron swallowed hard, unsure what the voice had meant. "My wish?"
"You wished to live in the world of transformers, I will grant it." the voice was booming, deep and ominous, "But on one condition."
Cameron couldn't believe what she was hearing. In fact she didn't, there was no way that could happen. Maybe this really was just a dream, should she accept the offer anyway?
"What kind of condition?" the young teen asked, hope fluttering in her chest excited to meet her favorite characters.
The voice didn't answer right away. Instead the empty void began to fill with images, much like that of a movie projector. Cameron watched as scenes from her favorite two movies replayed around her. scenes she never wanted to have to see again.
The first scene was of Bumblebee restrained by Sector-7 helicopters as Sam struggled to get to the yellow mech. Mikaela screaming for the agents to stop their attack. Cameron's heart clenched remembering those scenes as if she had been there, she hated seeing Bumblebee being hurt and unable to fight back.
The next scene quickly replaced the first, it was the battle in Mission City just as Jazz was torn in two.
That too was replaced in a quick flash to the next scene, the death of Optimus Prime in the forest greatly out numbered, as he valiantly tried to protect Sam.
Sam's death too flashed by. Followed by the fight in Egypt as several Autobots were struck down.
Cameron couldn't take it, that was the one thing she hated about those movies. The one thing she wanted to change, to prevent. She didn't want any of the Autobots to die.
"Stop" she whispered tears appearing in her eyes. The images felt so real so much more devastating then it had been on screen in theaters. She could feel the sadness, the shock as if she had witnessed it first hand. "Please no more."
The images vanished and the empty void returned.
Tears trickled down her cheeks, "What do you want me to do?" she whispered her quiet voice cracking.
"Change the course of history." Came the answer.
Cameron was confused. What?
"Change it all. You wish for none of the suffering to befall your heroes correct?"
The strawberry-honey blonde nodded unable to speak.
"I shall grant your wish. Change fate, that is your mission, human." The voice explained stunning the young girl, "Do you accept my offer?"
She didn't even hesitate, this was her chance to make a difference. This being is willing to let her do what she always wanted. She didn't even have the forethought of asking who the being was only to just jump at the offer. With a small smile she gave her answer, "I accept your terms."
The response was instant. The red and violet void vanished into darkness. Cameron was thrust back into unconsciousness. The threads of fate tightened around her like a marionette on strings and pulled.
The being merely laughed into the darkness that was its prison. Its enormous bulk shadowed by the void of its home, an evil aura just flowing off its form. Soon freedom will be granted.
oOoOoOoOoOo
On the small stretch of highway bathed in moonlight, a small sport utility vehicle traveled along the road returning to the home of the family within. The father quietly controlled the vehicle while in the passenger seat his wife dozed off silently leaning on the passenger door. In the back seat curled tightly in a ball deep in a peaceful slumber was the sixteen year old strawberry-honey blonde teen. The small family was oblivious to the deal that was made. The parents were unaware that their daughter was now a servant to a power so great that it has altered their very fate.
Nothing could stop it from happening as the small SUV went around the bend. There was nothing to be done to stop as suddenly the windshield is bathed in the bright headlights of the massive bulk of an eighteen wheeler as it came around the bend crossing over the center line as the driver finally gave into sleep.
The next morning, front page headlines read:
TRUCKER ASLEEP AT WHEEL HITS KILLS TWO IN CRASH.
below the image of the scene read:
'Couple killed in tractor trailer collision. Trucker walks away uninjured. Victims elderly parents claim their 16 year old granddaughter had also been in the car, the third body has not been found.'
Trust me it's not going to be what you think it will be.
