Note - Hi everybody, this is TubbyFishy and this is my first story about Transformers. I recently watched Transformers Armada and I thought of this story. Anyway, this story will follow the anime with a bit of added twists here and there. There is 2 femme OC's in this story just so you know. I am going to try to write something different so these OC's will come to life on their own. But, I want to thank you for giving this story a read.

As for the tone of the story, my aim is to make it darker than the anime. I would like to explore the possibilities of realism and how it affects the characters, including the two OC's. While there will be light-hearted comedic moments, there will also be dark, depressing moments as well so keep a look out for those!

Thanks again for reading! =)

Disclaimer – Transformers belong to Hasbro.

Fallen

"So, this is your objective for this mission."

"Yes, I know what I must do," Replied a softer, yet tender voice of the being hidden within dark shadows. "I understand."

There was a long pause, followed by a low rumbling voice. "Just promise me one thing: Please return back whole, my child."

Maybe the skies were silent that night when the children sat up on the mountain staring into the endless sea of stars and planets beyond the moon's horizon. It was a quiet night without the sound of crickets interrupting the simple moment. Today was just another day helping their friends from another planet called Cybertron, a mechanical planet hidden past galaxies unknown to the rest of humanity. Much of the planet remained an enigma except secrets revealed to three children who sat watching the stars. Though for the children, they thought everything was normal just like any other day though this time; things might just begin with a bang.

"That creep!" Carlos snapped, throwing several pebbles down the hill. "I can't believe he did that!"

"Yeah…" Alexis said removing her auburn fringes from her eyes.

"I still can't believe what he did! Back stabbing Hot Shot like that! And us!" Carlos added, leaning back onto the rock and stared into space, literally. "Just thinkin' about this just makes my blood boil!"

"I know it's hard on all of us, Carlos, but there's nothing we can do except hopefully regain control of the Star Saber…" Rad looked up into the sky and caught his attention to two shiny objects. At first, he rationalized there was nothing wrong watching stars glittered side by side. Well, they weren't stars but they were gaseous fumes which formed a gaseous barrier and reflected as stars, in relevant human terms. He knew it was nerd talk. Rubbing his eyes, he squinted harder, concentrating on what his eyes were focusing on. Slightly perplexed, the blonde muttered, "G-Guys… I think you should look up."

Puzzled, the other two looked up. They watched two bright orbs, one red and blue clashed against one another. The children watched in awe, ignoring the fact there was a battle right above their heads. Strings of red light shot and wrapped around the blue orb tightly like a snake's coils. Suddenly, smoke ejected from the blue ball.

"Guys… what just happened?" Carlos asked but nobody dared to answer what they all had witnessed.

The children watched the red orb in the sky hover side by side. It felt as if the red ball was satisfied by the blue sphere's defeat. Within an instant, the red ball shot out of earth's atmosphere and into the black unknown.

All eyes were fixed upon the descending blue orb covered in a blanket of red fire entering the atmosphere. Then it suddenly struck them; whatever it was, it was heading toward them!

All three snapped out from their daze and quickly scrambled off the peak into a nearby cave as the sound of rocks crashed echoed. With ears tightly covered, the ground shook; rocks crumbled silencing the children's screams. Oh, how they wished Highwire, Sureshock, and Grindor were here! Suddenly, everything fell deaf; no more rocks rolled off the mountain and no more cracks appeared in the ground. Feeling quite safe, Rad inhaled gently and stuck his head outside scanning the perimeter. Sensing it was safe, he motioned the other two to come out. Though quite shaken, the Latino boy complained how they could have been buried alive! He was also glad Fred wasn't here with them. If he were here, the children would die from Fred's constant bawls. That alone was traumatizing.

As the dust settled, the children climbed back to the peak as eyes traveled along the line of bruised dirt and fire down the mountain and into the desert below.

"Well, what should we do guys?" Rad asked.

He was curious what fell from the sky. He was sure it wasn't some kind of comet or meteor either. He knew that comets or meteors do not glow blue or red. With curiosity getting the best of him, he motioned Carlos and Alexis to follow and investigate the crash site. Along the trail, pieces of smoldering metal protruded the melted earth covered in thick green ooze mixed with gaseous fumes. With noses covered, the children inched closer toward the crash site with mouths gaped open.

"I think this is alien," Alexis said, pointing out the obvious. "What is that thing? It's huge!"

She directly referred to the large metallic pod-shaped like mass buried into the ground. Oh, it was alien but the question remained, what type of alien was it? The children were convinced it wasn't the stereotypical alien with long faces with big oval-like eyes and slim bodies. Carlos picked up a stick and bravely poked the pod. At first, he received no response but the second poke, he accidently pushed a button. A gush of air passed him knocking him onto his behind. The pod shook with layers of metal slid against one another released green fluid down its sides. The children quickly took several steps away watching the pod rattle from side to side as lights spread through the entire pod.

With another shake, the pod sunk deeper into the ground mixed in toxic waste. The children listened carefully to hissing sounds, gears turning and metallic components scraped across one another before silence resumed. A thud was suddenly heard within the pod followed by two to three more times. Once the thudding stopped, the children paid attention to an opening on the exterior of the pod. A white light snaked out from within followed by what seemed to be digits sticking out of the pod, pushing away the metallic plates. Something was hatching!

Digits were seen; they seemed like fingers! They were not clawed digits but they were fingers, all ten of them! The opening grew wider as metallic plates were pushed apart large enough for whatever was inside to slide out of its coffin. It hacked for a moment with hands supporting itself and moved into a sitting position. Within the cloak of night, nobody could really see what it was until a pair of blue orbs floated in mid-air, focusing on the area around it. It seemed to emit a 'sighing' noise before it was high alert: Something was here with it!

Busted, the children had nowhere to run or hide. The light around the pod suddenly burst out into a white light, blinding the three momentarily. Alexis opened an eye and saw the thing's outline; it looked extremely mechanical. A sudden idea struck her. Though she wasn't sure what it was, she was willing to gamble.

"Stop!" she cried out shielding her eyes from the blinding light. "We are not here to harm you!"

The response? A sentence of unidentified vocabulary produced from it. It fell silent followed by a string of beeps and chirps. It shrugged for a moment before whipped out a gun from subspace on its leg, aimed directly at the children. "#!$^$#!"

The light slowly faded and Alexis said, "Hey… I almost understood that."

Carlos lifted his arm in surrender and swallowed hard, "Dude, it almost sounded like what the Mini-Cons say."

At most on cue, the figure moved with the gun still aimed at the children. By analyzing the spoken language, the figure was able to identify the mother tongue: English. It quickly downloaded a language file and immediately spoke quietly, "You… know the Mini-Cons…?"

"Yeah, we do," Rad replied staring at the figure. He lifted up his arms, motioning his surrender. Alexis followed. "They're our friends." He stressed on the 'friends' part.

It was silent for a moment as it tucked away the gun, "Take me to them," it demanded.

"Um…" Though quite unsure of what to do, Rad pulled out Laserbeak from his pocket. The small mechanical device unraveled itself into a bird. It quickly took off into the skies heading directly toward the Autobot's base. Still quite unsure of what to make of the situation, he thought starting a conversation with the newcomer would be the best idea. "So, um, er…"

Rolling her eyes, Alexis picked up Rad's sentence, "What he means is that what are you? We know you're alien and you're mechanical."

The alien beeped for a moment before it was being replaced by words, "What is it to you?" It asked defensively.

"It doesn't seem it look like any of the Transformers," Carlos said with hands behind his head. "Maybe this one is different?"

Intrigued, it quickly bent down toward the kids and asked, "You… know the Transformers?"

"Yep, we do. Are you a Transformer too?"

Though not the answer they expected, a sudden burst of light temporarily blinded the children. As quickly as the light came, it vanished. The children blinked for a few moments to realize they were alone. Rad and Alexis looked at each other before their gaze landed on Carlos.

The Latino shrugged, "Don't look at me! I didn't do nothin'!"

The figure reappeared close to a military base with optics scanning each vehicle suited for its body mass and quite frankly, its style. With optics locked onto a fighter jet, it scanned each detail and downloaded data into its memory banks. Satisfied, its body glowed with wing projections extended toward both sides followed by other bits and pieces of the jet. It didn't take long for the entity to be adorned with the jet's components. With that finished, the alien placed back its helm and optics moved to the east, sensing three organisms appearing in the darkness.

Rustling from the east, the three children stood there in awe and examined each detail of the bipedal alien. Standing in front of them was a black and metallic blue Transformer with wires hanging at the back of its head. Quite oddly, the wires were neatly tied into a long braid, a trait very unusual for robots. The robot had two jet-like wings attached to its back but it also had another set of wings that drooped down. The jet's thrusters were located behind the legs around its ankles and its chest, legs, and arms supported an extremely thick layer of metal to protect it from damage. Though, there was one thing out of the ordinary; the entity's frame was slightly more streamlined and petite than the Autobots. In simpler terms, some parts appeared… 'Feminine.' Emphasizing on 'feminine.' Weird.

"I believe you caught me," It muttered in a feminine voice. "Strange, why aren't you earthlings running away from me like they show in… um, te-le-vi-sion?"

"Whoa! You're voice! I mean… No way! That's a stereotype!" Carlos laughed (though he was quite shocked to hear such a soft voice). "Besides, we've seen stranger stuff."

It tilted its head and commented flatly, "Hm, you earthlings are strange,"

"So you are a Transformer. I guess you're a female Transformer?" Alexis asked. Frankly, the children had no idea Transformers even had a second gender category! This was exciting! No, scratch that; super exciting!

"Precisely. How did you know that anyway?" Now it was plain curious.

"Well," Alexis stopped for a moment when Rad nudged her on her side. Turning to the blonde, she whispered, "What?"

"I think… We should find out if she's bad or not." Rad whispered softly. "You know, just to make sure."

Alexis rolled her eyes. "Rad! Get rational! If she wanted to blow us up then, she would have!"

"I know, I know! But she was scared then! So far, I don't think she would do anything to us! We didn't do anything to her yet!"

Ignoring him, Alexis turned her attention back to the newcomer, "It's not safe to talk here. Let's go somewhere else."

The children and the newcomer returned to the crash landing site. The pod was missing. Alexis guessed the pod melted from the intense heat caused by the collision. There was barely anything left other than pieces of metal and wires and liquid gunk. Yuck. The robot leaped into the exposed hole and picked up a transmitter and stowed it away in a sub-space compartment on her leg. She looked down at the kids to resume 'conversation'.

"So, what's your name?" Rad asked.

"Sirus."

"It's nice to meet you, Sirus. My name's Rad. And this is Carlos and Alexis."

"It's nice to meet you, earthlings."

"No, no. Don't call us that!" Rad laughed. Aliens were funny.

Confused, Sirus replied, "Why not? You are earthlings."

"Yes but you don't go around calling us that. Call us by our names!"

"Oh," Sirus tapped her helm. "Is this earth tradition?"

It was before Rad replied, Laserbeak returned with a message. With the kids informing the Autobots of the newcomer, Optimus approved of Sirus's entrance into the base. With cheerful joys and out-of-context high fives, the kids relayed the message to Sirus, who seemed a bit afraid after hearing the news. Alexis ensured her the Autobots were friendly and were really dependable… unlike the Decepticons; Alexis had to mumble the last part to herself.

Leading the femme into the Autobot base, Sirus felt the tension in the air; she felt as if she was being watched. Glancing up, she located a myriad of security cameras hidden in corners and crevasses. She was unsure what the others would think of her, suddenly 'dropping' in without an insignia or a mission. She sighed slightly and continued walking forward with hopes to not squish the fleshlings with her sharp heel. When the large doors slid open, as expected, all optics was on Sirus. Feeling the tension, she stepped forward.

I better make a good excuse why I'm here… Sirus stepped forward and saluted Optimus, "Sirus reporting sir!"

She felt like an idiot saying that, knowing she was no soldier. She thought maybe with her medical background, Sirus believed she could be useful to the Autobots. Back on Cybertron, she worked as a medic. The room was silent. Feeling the tension again, she took a couple of steps back with her head dipped forward. How she wanted to just disappear into thin air just about right now.

Breaking the silence, Rad said, "We found her outside the base. She crash-landed in her… Pod-like thingy and well… You know the rest."

"I see." Optimus looked at the femme before asking, "So, why exactly are you here?"

"Ugh, I knew it. Well, sir, I was patrolling Earth's atmosphere before I was pulled in by Earth's gravitational force. During my mission, I was attacked. My engines were damaged which forced a crash landing. Yeah, lovely entrance by almost frying myself up in that contraption…"

"Patrolling?"

"Yes, sir. My mission from my superior mentions I should investigate the planet 'Earth' for Mini-Con beacon signals. We're a colony dedicated to aiding the Autobots in liberating the Mini-Cons from the Decepticons. We were established in secrecy, sir."

"I see… What is your status? And who is your superior?"

"I am not obliged to share that data. They are strict orders which I swore an oath. Please do not worry, he is also an Autobot. About my status, I am a medic. I hope to offer my services in aiding you in your quest and in repairs, sir. Also, I am here to give you all a warning." Sirus said darkly. She tapped on her forearm as a panel appeared. She pushed a couple of buttons and via wireless signals, the central computer booted up and displayed an image of another femme. "I have come to warn you about a femme named Virus."

Everybody turned their attention to the screen. The children looked amongst each other. The quietness was interrupted for a moment as the Mini-Cons entered the room. Highwire, Sureshock, and Grindor paused for a moment their optics landed on the screen. Immediately, beeps echoed forcing all three Mini-Cons to run around in circles. Rad asked if something was wrong. Followed by a paragraph of indistinguishable beeps and chirps, he was able to decrypt only some sentences, translating the rest to the Autobots.

"Highwire says that Virus is a very dangerous Transformer," Rad looked at Highwire again followed by more beeps. "He says that although she seems harmless, she's very deceiving."

"Is she a Decepticon then?" asked Carlos. Seems legit.

"What do you think?!" Sirus snapped and quickly regained her composure after frightening the boy. Softening her gaze, she said, "I apologize but yes, she is one. Cold Energon runs through her."

"So what makes her so dangerous?" Optimus asked. He tried to remember if any Cybertronian records mentioned Virus but nothing came to mind. Then again, he shouldn't be surprised either; there were many other Transformers he didn't quite know about either.

"I hate to break it to you but Virus has special abilities concerning the Mini-Cons," Sirus pressed another button. A new image of Virus appeared on the screen commanding the Mini-Cons. "She can momentarily brainwash and controls the Mini-Cons using a low-frequency wave. The Mini-Cons, unfortunately, succumb to her so-called 'songs'."

"Songs? It seems like she sings. Have you actually heard her sing?" Alexis asked quite curious. She had never heard of abilities like this before knowing they were quite impossible to begin with.

"I heard her sing once." Sirus turned to the humans, "It's similar to your human myth: The Siren. She sings attracting sailors and then drowning them in cold blood."

"So, how come she looks like you?" Rad probed, pointing to the projection.

Sirus stared daggers into Rad. The blonde almost caved in under the stare. "Because she's my twin sister. But please, rest assured, we are nothing alike. I swear it in Primus's name."

Silence. No Transformer, human, or Mini-Con spoke for a minute.

Sirus spoke again, "As I previously mentioned: I wish to aid you in your fight with the Decepticons and Virus. Because I know her very well, I believe I may be your greatest asset."

Optimus turned to his men. With an approving nod from the rest, except Hot Shot, he said, "I welcome you to the team, Sirus. The more help we get, the better. Starting tomorrow, I want you to report at nine in the morning to the Med Bay and help Red Alert with the repairs. Do you think you can do that?"

With a bow, Sirus replied, "Yes sir."