Sorry for not updating in a while, I'm having trouble with finding ways to continue my stories. This is a idea I suddenly had and have been pondering for a while before deciding to write it.

I don't own transformers or anything other than my oc's and the story.

Enjoy!

"And… done!"

A grinning red head that went by the name of Samantha kicked off her shoes with a grin, revealing her hedgehog patterned socks and uneven, but not braced, teeth.

Getting up from her desk, made of willow wood, girl stretched.

Samantha uses that desk for any sort of art that involves dares from her sister that involve magic.

That's right, magic, willow wood is said to be wood for a strong will, it turns that will into magic and puts it in whatever is on it.

Or, that's what they say.

This time Samantha's sister, Sammy, dared her to draw a picture using all her magical wood pens so it would come to life.

Honestly, Samantha didn't really believe in such things, however Samantha loved her sister and she was in the drawing mood anyway, that, and if the picture really did come to life, then Samantha would want to draw something from her favorite tv show, Transformers Armada.

Even though Transformers Armada had been canceled years ago, Samantha still liked it, even if she didn't like Transformers Energon, which to her, although being funny, wasn't exactly to her liking.

Sighing, the redhead pulled out the pens she had used to make the piece the art she now held in her hand.

First pen; made from maple wood and said to be the wood for people traveling, this pen was so whoever went to her picture could travel there.

Second pen; made from Black walnut wood, said to be the wood for teleportation and astral travel, Samantha knew this wood would allow the traveler to arrive whether in person or mind.

Ash wood was what the third pen was made of, this wood for her art, so it would be accurate, and to protect the one in the picture and allow her to communicate to them.

Basswood, one of the important woods for this, made the fourth pen, it was to help make the image original in design and to enchant the picture with magic.

The cedar wood pen, the fifth pen, was to summon the spirits.

The sixth pen of elderwood, made as the same wood as the Elder wand from Harry Potter, it was to help her imagine the characters and put necessary change in the designs.

To make the otherworldly connection, the seventh pen was made of hawthorn wood.

The Eighth pen of honey locust wood was to bind the spirit to the picture.

The Vinewood pen was number nine, to initiate the spiritual meeting.

Of course, this information was based off of a cite her sister had found online and was unlikely to do anything to the image other than draw it.

Holding the image up to her face, she gave it a final examination, which, according to her sister's count, was final examination number twelve.

In the picture, she had drawn characters from transformers Armada, each with a bit of significance to either her, or her sister.

The first one she had drawn was Scavenger, with his hands folded and look of approval on his face as he looked towards her (at least it seemed like that).

She had drawn him because when she first started watching the show at the age of 5, she had looked up to him, even if he was just from a cartoon, same thing with her sister.

The second one she drew was Starscream, who she admired for his bravery and personality, also, he was the only Starscream she actually liked. Samantha drew him with his sword out and a somewhat suppressed smile on his faceplant.

Third she drew Hotshot, grin on his face and gun out in a relaxed position. She drew him because he was Sammy's favourite character, that and she thought he was pretty funny.

Fourth, right beside Hotshot, was Sideswipe, who was in a goofy position where he was grinning like there was no tomorrow and waving at the viewer.

The final Autobot she drew was Blurr, who was her personal favorite Autobot. Blurr was just staring at the viewer with one of his servos tightly holding his gun.

At the end was Cyclonus, who looked like he was having a blast next to four Autobots and only one other Decepticon, he had a wild grin on his face and a arm in the air as if the Decepticons had won the war. She had drawn him because Sammy had threatened to jump off a cliff if she didn't. Samantha still didn't know why her sister liked him so much.

Samantha looked at the picture in adoration, it had taken her days to finish the project, and finally it was done.

Specifically how long had it taken her to finish this work of art?

Two days? Three? How many hours had she sat there drawing, outlining, coloring and correcting her picture?

Probably at least 12 hours.

It was then in the middle of Samantha's musings, did Sammy, a little sister with the same nickname, burst into the room.

"You done?! You done?! Lemme see! Cmon, I won't touch it, please!" the excited ten year old bounced around the room in a flurry of excitement.

"Just wait a minute Sam, I just finished, and mama wants to take a look at her creation."

Sammy nodded and sat in the corner, still shaking with happiness, as 'Mama' surveyed her drawing.

When the red headed thirteen year old teen finished looked through the picture, she set it down and motioned for her sister to look over it.

The girl jumped up and hopped over.

"You don't have all the colors in your pens, what else did you use to color them in with?"

Sammy's worried face looked up from the drawing, wanting an answer from her sister that would comfort her into knowing the 'magic' had not been spoiled.

"I just used normal pens, but don't worry, I hung my dream catcher over them for a while so that whoever they color in will have only good dreams."

A look of satisfied realization crossed the imaginative girl's face and she nodded.

"Ok, when can I start the ritual?"

Samantha winced at the thought of what the picture might go through during the 'ritual', but she trusted her sister not to ruin the drawing.

"You can start it at some point after dinner, but please, don't mess up the picture, please."

Samantha pleaded with her sister after instructing her, wich put a bit of balance in the relationship the two sisters had, which was rather healthy by the way.

"Sammy says: affirmative."

Samantha giggled at the very Soundwave-like way Sammy had responded, cute.

"Now, can you leave the picture and my room in peace for a while? The magic needs to solidify."

In truth, Samantha was tired and wanted her sister to leave her alone for a while so she could rest.

"Ok, but do you think you could hang this over it please?"

Sammy held up a dreamcatcher that looked like she made it out of stuff from the dollar store.

The ring was a metal ring, painted brown to look like wood.

Cooper wires were woven within the ring with small beads and bells attached to them.

Hanging down from the bottom of the ring were a few goose feathers that they sold at dollar stores.

And attached to the top of the ring, used for hanging the dreamcatcher, was some woven string that Sammy found in the arts and crafts section last week.

Everything on the dream catcher was attached with hot glue, and the dried hot glue was painted brown.

The entire dream catcher was painted with a hint of gold to make it look magical.

I giggle at how cute it was for my sister to make this.

Taking the dreamcatcher and the picture in hand, I hang the picture on the wall above my bed and the dreamcatcher above it.

"There, now when I sleep, my magic will help the dreamcatcher and the people in the picture grow stronger."

My sister grins at me and I grin back.

Ever since we were little, my sister has always believed that I have magic in me.

Even if I don't believe it, I also don't want to break that imaginative spark in Sammy, I'm sure it will put her far in life.

"Ok, see you soon Momma bird."

Giggling, my sister schedules from my room.

I sigh and lay down on my bed.

On purple blankets and staring at my black-with-star-dots ceiling, I fall asleep.

Sorry I haven't updated in my stories for a while, homeword it taking up a lot of time and my brain is having trouble thinking of ways to continue stories.

I hope this was an ok starting chapter for this story, please review and give me ideas for things that are wanted to happen in this story.

I got all the magic wood information from a cite, the link will be posted at the end.

Please review, Thank you!

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