CHAPTER 1

It started when I went to visit my aunt in Mission city. I blame my life for bad timing. I also contribute all of my accomplishments to it. After all, I was told that when my mom started going into labor in the middle of a funeral, that I couldn't have picked a worse time to arrive.

I disagree. If I hadn't arrived at that particular time, I wouldn't have been told that story over and over, and I wouldn't have had an indescribable urge to get away from my home and I wouldn't have felt the need to run away from my parents by getting a job out of state for the summer instead of staying at home.

I'd been staying with my aunt who, unlike my parents, doesn't tell me I came at the wrong time. Quite the opposite. She was always telling me about how she didn't know how she could live without me. I had to admit, it was quite welcome to have somebody lie for my benefit. It was nice.

As I said, I never would have been anywhere near Mission city that day if it wasn't for bad timing. Or good timing. I guess it's all about who you ask. Anyways, I remember a lot of exploding, along with these huge robots fighting. I knew I wasn't going crazy because everybody else saw them.

Then, as if things couldn't get any worse, some guy's x box came alive and started attacking people! Now, I'm not one to roll over and play dead, so I kicked that thing's butt… or whatever. After that, I started helping some other annoying girls who were getting beat up by part of their car… Do you think they said thank you? No they complained about my outfit and ran off.

One soda machine monster later, I was still helping people. I started to watch the fight. I noticed something strange. Some of the humans were HELPING the robots. Then I realized they were really fighting the other robots. The ones with the red eyes seemed to be the bad guys and the ones with blue eyes were helping the humans to safety and such.

Ok. Blue eyes good guy, red eyes bad guys. Good thing to know. Just as I thought that a shadow fell across my face. I barely had enough time to jump out of the way before a giant foot landed on me. I leapt out of the way and ended up landing in a newly formed ditch filled with mud and other disgusting liquids.

I didn't mind the mud seeping into my clothes. I was able to hide before I heard two distinct voices arguing. One was gruff and metallic. The other was unmistakably human.

A bright light flashed and pain cut through every fiber of my being before the blackness closed in. I wanted to scream, needed to scream, but I couldn't.

…-..

I woke to unmerciful bright light. I squinted against it and hear a voice grate at my ear. "Well, finally decided to wake up, have we? Go tell him it's ready for inspection."

Inspection? Crap. Where was I? Please tell me they didn't get me… stupid coppers. I hated that weird guy with the mustache. Why did he always think I was on drugs? Another voice spoke up.

"Why should I? It sounds like a more suitable job for the second in command."

"Go, before I use your useless frame for spare parts."

A swish of a door could be heard and I sat up. Two glowing red eyes were staring at me and what looked like a mouth was twisted into an evil smirk. "Holy Crap!" Red eyes- bad guys. Dang it.

The smirk grew. "Scared, Fleshie?"

I glared at him. "Yah, right…" I mumbled "…idgit head."

He frowned. "What did you say?" I looked up at him with wide innocent eyes. "Whatever do you mean?"

He reached out a clawed hand and gripped me tightly. I gasped. "You are in no position to negotiate. You are prisoner of the mighty decepticons, merely an experiment for observation. You are at our mercy."

I couldn't help it all I could think of was 'that's what she said'. I tried so hard not to laugh. He ended up helping my cause by not giving me any air to breath. Just when I thought I would explode, another voice broke in.

"Starscream, I know you are not trying to harm my new pet." I frowned as I was snatched from Starscream's hand. I was nobody's pet! Starscream snarled. "The thought never crossed my processor, Lord Megatron."

"That's cause you don't have one!"

Megatron looked down at me. I crossed my arms. "Um, hey, but I'd rather jump off a cliff than be a pet. Especially if that involves having to be in the same room as that guy." I jerked my finger toward Starscream. Megatron smiled. "That can be arranged."

I shrugged. "Point the way." His smile faltered before widening. He raised his hand so I was nearly 50 feet off the ground. "Go ahead." I knew how to call a bluff, alien robot or not. I smirked before jumping off his palm. He caught me inches from the ground. I looked up at him with smiling eyes.

Starscream rolled his eyes or optics or whatever. "Lord Megatron, I do believe your new pet is suicidal." Megatron chuckled. "Indeed." He looked down at me. "Why would you jump, knowing I probably wouldn't catch you?"

"Because you were curious as to why I would have. You wanted your answer. That's it." He peered closer. "Are you not frightened human?"

"Of what? Dying? It's gonna happen whether by you guys or something else." Starscream chuckled. "You were scared earlier.

"I glared at him. "I was in pain. That's not the same as being scared." Megatron smirked. "You might just survive here, fleshie."

"I have a name." He had an amused smirk. "Really?" He was bating me I knew, but I let Starscream break the silence first. "Well, are you gonna tell us or not?"

I smirked. "A pet is supposed to get a new name in a new home." I was teasing him now, but Starscream was just a few crayons short of a happy meal. Megatron chuckled. "You can choose one. We have greater things to do than choose a name for you."

"Fine. Evelyn." Ha. That was the name from the annoying heroine from the mummy movies. "Evelyn? Strange choice."

I shrugged. "You asked." He chuckled. "I do believe you shall make a good pet, fleshling." I crossed my arms. "Evelyn." I smirked. At least they weren't gonna kill me… yet. So what the hay? "Starscream, please escort her to her new quarters."

"Why?" Goodness, his voice was so whiny! "Get one of the mini cons to do it! They're slacking off anyways." Megatron disliked Starscream just as much as I did, if not more. He sighed heavily. "Fine then, com wheelie and frenzy." He set me down gently. "I'll find you later to discuss some things with you."

I nodded as the door opened and two much smaller cons walked in. "Good. Take her to my quarters." The two minicons looked at me warily, but nobody ignores the bossman. About two minutes later we came to a large door. We entered. Their whispering stopped and they turned around.

"Fleshie, you stay here." The room was dim, but I saw a human sized cot with a pillow. The smaller one looked like WallE. "Sorry if not to your specifications human." I smirked. "Anything's better than waking up to Starscram's face." The two bots looked at each other.

Crap. Did I just say that out loud? "Oh, Primus!" They were laughing hysterically. "That's slaggin priceless!" I breathed a sigh of relief that they wouldn't rat me out. The taller one grinned at me. "You're alright for a human, especially a human femme." I crossed my arms.

"What's that supposed to mean?" The little mech shifted. "Um. I'm wheelie and this is Frenzy." I nodded, smiling. "Evelyn." Frenzy frowned. "Weird name."

"It's new. Besides, it's not as bad as 'Frenzy'." Wheelie hid a chuckle. Well, we know EVERYTHING about the Decepticon base. Ask us anything." I nodded. "Kay, first off. What's a Decepticon?" Wheelie looked at me with astonishment. "We've got a long way to go."

A couple of Hours Later.

I was able to understand the gist of things between Wheelie and Frenzy talking over each other. When Megatron finally made his appearance I was just about done. Frenzy and Wheelie scurried out as soon as he saw them. Once they'd gone he turned to me.

"What did they want?" I shrugged. "Talking about stuff."

"What stuff?" Did he sound angry? Un poco. "I don't know. We just talked about the war and the autobots and the cube and…" He scooped me up. "Did they harm you?"

I almost laughed until I realized he was serious. "No!" He sat me on a table and sat down. "You're positive?" "Jeez, YES!"

My stomach growled loudly. Hey, I was hungry. He frowned. "What was that? I thought you said they didn't hurt you?" I restrained myself from rolling my eyes. "That means I'm hungry. Very hungry actually." He looked at me blankly. I sighed. "I require edible nutrition in order to maintain a state of homeostasis." He nodded. "Oh. I'll send Barricade." He commed Barricade. "Thanks."

We sat for a few minutes. "So, what'd you want to talk about?" He frowned. "Well, it seems frenzy and wheelie already got to you." He acted as if I'd chosen them over him! Ah, well, time to massage an ego.

"Well, there is something they couldn't quite explain. I thought maybe you could do a better job. They told me the decepticons wanted the cube, and the autobots did too, but why?"

Megatron sighed. "In the beginning there was the cube. We don't know where it came from, but only that it has the power to create planets and fill them with life. That's how our race began. We started out peacefully, but there was always unrest. I led the rebellion against the others. We became outcasts known as the decepticons. They didn't agree with our tactics, despite our motives."

"What were your motives?" He looked far away. "They believed I wanted it for power, but I knew our planet was dying. I, along with a few strong soilders, wanted to use the cube to restore our planet to its former glory, before the fallen."

I gulped. "What was the fallen?" Megatron shook his head. "Just a crazy mech who cared nothing for anybody but himself. I have often been compared to him."

I shook my head in protest. "You're nothing like him!" he smiled. "Thank you, Evelyn."

He continued. "I followed the cube to earth, but I miscalculated the gravity of your atmosphere. I crash landed in Antartica. Archibald Witwhicky found me, and I was transported to a secret government organization called Sector Seven. I was frozen for many years."

I gasped. "What? That's horrible!" He nodded. "Understandably, when I was finally released by Frenzy, I was less than cooporative. Especially when I found out my brother was after the cube as well."

"That's Optimus Prime, right?" He nodded. "My brother, for all good intentions, is too trusting and foolish. He thought by destroying the cube it would restore peace. He believed me to be evil. I just wanted to get the cube off this organic planet and leave. Humans annoy me. No offense."

I waved him off. "None taken. I annoy myself sometimes."

He chuckled. "Anyways, we fought for the cube in mission city, where the puny human stupidly tried to destroy the allspark. Luckily I didn't die." I nodded. "Then what? I mean, why are you still on earth?"

"Rumors of an energon source."

"But why the violence?"

"To strike fear into the sparks of those who would oppose us."

"Why?"

"Because then they won't turn against me."

"That's wrong."

"Excuse me?"

"It only ensures your defeat."

He grabbed me and pulled me close "Care to elaborate? I suggest you choose your words carefully." I frowned. "Jeez, temper much?" He growled again. "I was just gonna say that if they fear you, then SOME one is gonna hate you. The first moment you show the slightest form of weakness, that one will turn against you."

"My men are loyal to me!" I nodded. "Out of fear, maybe some respect. One bad apple can ruin the bunch."

"What apple?" I sighed. "I just meant that one person with a rotten plan can turn the others."

"My men are loyal to me because I'm a great warrior." Hey, de Nile isn't just a river in Egypt. "Okay." A knock sounded at the door and a mech came in with a bundle. "Good, Barricade. Leave it." Barricade set the bundle down and left, but not before casting a glance in my direction. I ate for a while. Megatron watched me. Once I'd finished, I glanced up at him. "Watcha doin?"

"You have curious eating habits." I grinned. "Thanks." He frowned. "I did not compliment you." "Sarcasm."

His optics blanked while he looked up sarcasm. "Ah." I let out a huge yawn. "What are you doing?"

"Yawning. It's what people do when they're tired." "Very well. Go to sleep."
I frowned and crossed my arms. "I don't wanna." I yawned again and he gave me a pointed look. "Fine." I glanced at the mattress. And pillow. "I'll freeze. There's not a blanket." He sighed.

"Why does this concern me?" He was testing me, I knew. "Because I'm just a poor, hopeless organic pet. Plus, you've already gone through so much trouble, so what's a blanket or two."

He feigned exasperation. "You really are a bother. I will get blankets tomorrow. Do you think you will survive the night?" "No." He smiled at my sarcasm. "Good." I curled up on the mattress and fell asleep. A few hours later I awoke to being lifted up by a giant hand. I gasped in surprise.

"What are you doing?" Megatron looked down at me. "You were shivering." I just noticed I was. "So?" He pulled me closer to him. I was about to open my mouth to say something when I felt myself enveloped in warmth. It was the most amazing feeling in the world.

I didn't even get a chance to say thanks before falling asleep.