ceastical: Okay, so... once again AutobotGirl wouldn't leave me alone about getting this thing up XD;; So anyway, this is another Transformers/fantasy creation of hers. It took forever to edit this one, so I didn't exactly proofread it aside from Spellcheck, so hopefully there aren't too many embarrassing typos, heh... And I mostly just fixed her spelling and grammatical errors and the like, so I don't think I altered her writing style too much.

Also, the title and summary are kind of vague... so those will probably change later XD

So yeah, enjoy :D

DISCLAIMER: Neither I nor Autobot Girl own Transformers. She does own the character Kristelle, and also some other characters and elements that will appear later on.


Dark and Light

Chapter One

~ Kristelle's POV ~

"Kristelle."

I looked around in the darkness, trying to find the source of the voice.

"Kristelle."

I looked above me and saw two blue, glowing optics. Light appeared and I saw the owner of the voice.

"Primus!" I said.

"Good, you do know me." I nodded, too shocked to say anything.

"You are probably wondering why I am here," Primus said. I nodded my head again. "I am here because I need you to watch over and guide the Autobots for me."

"What!? I can't do that! I'm just a tiny organic… and I don't even know where they are…"

"You of all people should know that everyone is more that meets the eye. But I will give you something to help you." He put something around my neck. "The Autobots will come to you, and when you remember your past, its true powers will be revealed."

Xx Eight Months Later xX

That happened back in August, and it was now March. I was beginning to lose hope. I sat in my English class looking at the mini-matrix around my neck.

"Kristelle," I looked up to see my teacher. "You have a pass to go up to the front office."

When I entered the office, I first noticed a police officer. I went past him and up to the secretary.

"I was called up here," I said, handing the secretary my pass.

"Oh, you need to go with this police officer," she said casually.

"Don't worry, you're not in trouble," said the police officer. I felt a shiver go down my spine. His voice sounded exactly like Barricade's.

"Come on," said the Barricade-voiced officer. I followed him to his car, a Saleen Mustang.

"Yeah! I get to ride in a –" My excitement suddenly vanished when I saw the Decepticon symbol on the side of the car. Before I could run, Barricade's hologram grabbed my arm.

"Don't even think about it, Fleshling."

"You'll never get away with this!" I yelled.

"I already have," came his reply.

~ Optimus Prime's POV ~

I could no longer resist the feeling that I felt in my spark. There was someone out there with something very powerful. I had told Ratchet, but he thought it would pass and that life would go back to normal, which it had not. I got up and walked toward the door.

"Where are you going?" asked Jazz.

"Out for a drive."

"Cool, can I come?"

"I sort of want to go by myself…"

Jazz crossed his arms. "I know you're following that feeling, Prime. You really think you're the only one who can feel it?"

"Well, I did. Besides, Ratchet wants you to rest. What if you have another spark attack? Ratchet would kill me!"

"Let me deal with Ratchet when we get back. Please let me come."

I sighed. "Alright, let's go." I walked out the door and transformed.

"So you got any idea where to go?" Jazz asked.

"… West," I said.

~ Jazz's POV ~

I watched as the girl was shoved inside Barricade's alt mode. "Slags, that fragger got her," I said.

"Come on, we will herd him to a less crowded area," Prime said. Barricade drove onto the road and we followed.

~ Kristelle's POV ~

When we got on the road, my necklace began to glow. Barricade let out a low growl.

"Frags!" I looked behind me and saw a flame decaled Peterbilt truck and a Pontiac Solstice.

"I told you that you wouldn't get away with this," I said.

"Shut up, Fleshling!"

"Make me, Junkyard!"

With both of my feet I kicked the front passenger seat. Soon the two cars were on either side of us, the Peterbilt on the right and the Pontiac on the left. They appeared to be herding us into a less populated area. Barricade realized what they were doing and braked. He made a sharp turn and headed off the dirt road.

"No!" I screamed. I pounded my fist against the door. The mini matrix glowed brighter and I felt a new strength in my arms. I pounded against the door again. Barricade howled in pain and the door swung open. I jumped out and rolled on the ground. My head hit against something hard and blackness consumed my sight.

~ Jazz's POV ~

I watched as the girl jumped out of the car. She rolled on the ground and I saw her head hit a rock. Barricade transformed and headed for the girl. Optimus sped up and skidded in front of Barricade, tripping him. He transformed and began to battle Barricade. I transformed as well and aimed my gun at Barricade. I shot and watched as he was knocked back. He glared at Optimus and me.

"You have won this time, Autobots, but next time you won't be so lucky," with that he transformed and drove away. I got ready to chase after him before being stopped by Optimus.

"Let him go."

I sighed and turned around. There was blood coming from the girl's head. "Oh, frags!" I ran over to her. "We have to get her to the hospital!"

"Put her inside," Prime said. He transformed and I put the girl inside.

I silently prayed to Primus, Please let this girl live.

~ Kristelle's POV ~

"You need to leave with the Autobots," said Primus.

"But what about my family? They won't let me go… my mom barely believes that you are real. My dad believes me, but he is a crypto zoologist, so he will believe just about any myth or fantasy," I said.

"They will let you go," he said. Then he was gone, and, as usual, he left me with a million questions in my mind. When I opened my eyes my mom was there.

"Hey, Sweetie," she said with a smile.

"Hi, mom," I moved to sit up, but my mom stopped me.

"You don't have to get up." I let myself relax.

"What happened?" I asked, playing dumb.

"You were kidnapped by a fake police officer. When you escaped you hit your head on a rock. Luckily Peter and Jack were there. They're undercover cops who have been looking for him for a while. They are the ones who brought you here, to the hospital."

"Can I talk to them? I want to thank them for saving me," I asked.

"Sure." She got up and went out the door. A few minutes later, she returned with a man and a teenager. The first one to walk through the door looked to be in his late 40s or early 50s. He had black hair with touches of gray in it. He had inhumanly blue eyes that looked like they had seen a lot of death and destruction. The teenager was African American and looked to be at least 17. He was short, probably just barely 5 feet. He was wearing bluish visor-like sunglasses. I felt my heart skip a beat. That one must be Jazz.

"Mom, I would like to talk to them alone," I said. My mom left, and, before any of the Autobots could say anything, I spoke.

"There is no need to explain anything or to introduce yourselves. I know exactly who you are: Optimus Prime and Jazz." I was surprised by how bold I was being.

Optimus Prime looked surprised. "How do you know about us?"

"There was a movie that came out in 2007. I'm not sure how much is true, but it's about you and the Decepticons fighting over the Allspark. And then in August, Primus came to me in my sleep and gave me this." I pulled out the mini matrix. "He said that its true power would be revealed when I remembered my past. And just now he told me that I have to go with you."

"What about your friends and family?" Optimus asked.

"I'll handle that. My mom and dad already know about everything. So I don't think that'll be too much of a problem. As for everyone else, I will tell them that I was offered to go to a private school that will help me to become a veterinarian," I said.

"I think we should tell your parents about this now," Optimus said.

"Alright," I said.

After my mom, stepdad, and sister found out the truth, my mom agreed to let me go with Jazz and Optimus Prime after my head wound had healed.

Xx One Week Later xX

~ Optimus Prime's POV ~

Kristelle's head injury was now healed, which meant she could leave with Jazz and me. Finally the last box was loaded up into my trailer. Kristelle said good-bye to her parents and got into my front passenger seat.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Yep, let's roll," Kristelle said. After we got onto the freeway, Kristelle's cell phone rang.

~"Transformers, robots in disguise…"~

Kristelle quickly answered it. "Hey, Dad… That's alright, I understand… Sure, here you go." She handed the phone over to my hologram form in the driver's seat. "My dad wants to talk to you."

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello, Optimus Prime. I called because I need you to do me a favor."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to watch over her and protect her. She is very important to me."

"I promise, Mr. Villada."

"You can just call me Albert, and thank you."

"No problem." We both hung up, and I handed the phone back to Kristelle. "What was your ringtone?" I asked curiously.

"Oh, it's the Transformers theme song from the G1 cartoons," she answered.

"… G1?" I asked.

"Yeah, Generation 1. It came out when my mom was a kid. It has you, Ratchet, Jazz, Ironhide, and a whole lot more Autobots in it! Even Elita One and the other femmes are in an episode. That one's called 'The Search for Alpha Trion'."

"Really? What happens in that episode?" I asked.

"I don't know… I haven't seen it yet."


ceastical: Well, since I'm just the middleman here, I'm not exactly sure where this story is going, to be honest XD But meh, I totally forgot what else I had to say, so not bad for a first chapter, yes?

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