This is my first Transformer's story, started simply because I had the urge.

This might turn into just a few chapter thing. It might just be some plotless story that just includes getting to know the characters.

I had one real intention behind this: reinterpreting the Transformers universe.

I'm very new to Transformers, the new movie got me into a craze and I've gone back and watched two different series from start to finish.

This story is not related to any single Transformers series! You will see references from both live action movies, the Transformers Armada series, and the Transformers Animated series.

Also a warning, the characters I am using are real characters in Transformers, but I'm reinterpreting them, they aren't meant to be like any of the originals completely, but you will see relations! Hopefully, I won't make any of you fans angry at the way I'm doing it!

Also, a note on the human. He's a character I had created without a purpose in mind, but he seemed to fit in with this as he's into Astronomy.

I'm always open to suggestions and criticism (preferably constructive).

I do not own anything from this story other than my human character!

All respected rights to Hasbro and such.

Enjoy!

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The night sky always seemed to hold the serenity Gabriel Hale desired. Nothing calmed or intrigued him like the sight above him always did. Although everything moved, nothing seemed to change. The vast darkness that expanded just outside the boundaries of their small, wet planet twisted and twirled around them, not caring one bit about the life and times of the beings that resided on the surface.

Gabriel pressed a button on his telescope, the lens rotating only millimeters to the desired point. The amateur astronomer pressed his pale blue eye to the eye piece and peered through it. A red, blurry dot resided in the center of his vision. A few adjustments later and it was perfectly clear. The dot appeared to be a meteor, which he'd been studying for the last few days.

Almost every night, Gabriel would take his car out, his expensive telescope stored in the truck, and search for an isolated place to peer at the vast emptiness above him. Three days ago, he'd spotted this object. At first, it had been too far away to tell anything about it. He knew it hadn't been there for long though. Research told him this dot was new to the night sky. The next night he returned. The dot had become more clear. Tonight was the third night he'd peered at it and it was beginning to worry him. This object was getting bigger. Too big. For something to gain size that fast from his vantage point meant one of two things. Either it was very large to begin with or it was moving very fast. Neither was a possibility he liked. It hadn't moved on the horizon at all, but was getting larger. That meant one thing: This object was headed for the planet or at least close enough to the planet to make him nervous.

He'd planned to send an email to the nearest planetarium to warn them of this by tonight. Peering through the eyepiece, he knew now it was too late. This object was hitting Earth's atmosphere, turning it red. They had minutes before it hit the surface.

Gabriel mentally cursed himself and grabbed the heavy telescope. He was hastily shoving the object back into its case. He had to find shelter right now. He could tell just by looking at it that it wouldn't hit the ocean. Learning about the psychics of these kinds of things told him it should land somewhere south of where he was. Many miles south to be exact, but an object of that size could fry him where he stood.

Nearly ripping the keys from his pocket, he got in his tiny little Honda Civic and turned it on. He pressed on the gas hard and fast enough that the tires spun in the dirt for several seconds before speeding back into the road. His speedometer read twenty miles per hour over the speed limit, but the two lane road stayed empty. He drove like that for 5 minutes.

With his radio turned down, the only sound that reached him was the air running over the small car. It was a bit unnerving. Unfortunately, it allowed him to hear another sound a lot sooner as well. A whooshing, crackling sound that could only be made by a heavy object moving through the air at great speed. He knew it was impossible, but he immediately thought of the meteor and turned his head to look at the land on the other side of the road.

It was in that brief glance that he saw it. That great object, red hot only about 30 yards from his car and feet from the ground. The next instant, it hit the ground in an explosion of rocks and dirt. Out of sheer instinctual reaction, he slammed on the brakes, the car tires squealing against the pavement as dirt showered his windshield. He thought in that instant, he was going to die. There was an explosion sure to hit the car windows any nano-seconds.

The car groaned to a halt and he waited for the red hot flash. Nearly 3 minutes passed before he realized it wasn't coming, his white-knuckles screaming in protest on the steering wheel.

Gabriel was not a cowardly person, but he was scared to move. What had just happened made no sense in his mind. He should be dead along with most of the people in a 30 mile radius. That rock next to him... All it did was shoot dust into the air, but why? He felt his arms trembling slightly, the muscles in his neck straining as he turned his wide eyes to the window at his side. It was coated in dirt as well, but he could see slightly through it. The rock was embedded fairly deeply into the ground and he couldn't see it at all, only the smoke that rose from it.

He had to get out, he knew he had to. Whatever that was...Seeing it was a once in a lifetime chance for him. Slowly, he released his grip from the steering wheel and willed his legs to move again. The door popped open and he got out, his hand gripping the door for balance. Outside of the car, dirt and rocks almost completely covered the road. A quick glance back told him that he was lucky his car was undamaged by all the debris.

He maneuvered his way across the road, his legs steadying out fairly quickly. The familiar feeling of astronomical discovery was replacing his shock as he dug his sneakers into the mound of dirt surrounding the crater. As his eyes peered over the top, he felt a feeling of normality settle over it. He understood the situation now.

What sat in the crater was a mangled hunk of metal. Obviously a satellite that had been pulled from orbit. He would have to mull over some of the details, but it all made sense now.

"Incredible..." he breathed, leaning back and sliding into the crater beside the steaming metal heap. He was sure that these things were designed to burn up upon entering the atmosphere, so seeing one like this was beyond anything he could imagine.

Strangely, as he approached the smoking ball, he felt no heat radiating from it. Surely it was hot after that entry? His curiosity got the better of him as he approached. He held a hand close to it, feeling for heat. As his hand drifted closer, feeling nothing, the tip of his finger touched the smooth metal plate covering a small section of the otherwise mangled mass. He expecting searing hot pain, but the reason he yanked his hand back was far different. The metal felt ice cold, like it would have in space.

"That's impossible." he mumbled to himself, extending his hand again. This time he pressed his entire hand to the smooth, cold metal plate. In that instant, two things happened. One, he noticed the metal was vibrating slightly. Two, it started to move. It started to get up. Metal shifted against metal as the heap began to move. Long strips of it began to unfold. The piece he'd touched swung out and struck him in the stomach, sending him against the crater wall with a grunt.

When he looked back up at the ball of metal, it was still moving, but not unfolding. It was standing up. He swore, it had the shape of a human! Sitting there, petrified, he picked out all four limbs, even ten fingers. As his eyes traveled upward, his mouth agape, he found its head. Faintly he heard the faint moving of gears as the head turned toward him, covered by the shadow of the night. The only thing visible on the head were two lights that flickered on in that instant, almost like eyes. Whatever this thing was, it was staring straight at him.

"What are you.....?!" he choked out on an exhale, the sound barely above a whisper, his legs backing him farther against the dirt wall.

The thing's head, if you could call it that, seemed to tilt slightly to the side. A string of sounds boomed from the thing. The only way he could describe the sound was like a computer trying to speak.

Gabriel gave no reaction to the sound. The thing, probably 20 feet tall, shifted. It took a step back in the crater and came down on its knee, surprisingly graceful for a giant heap of metal. As it bent over, its hands on the ground for support, it shoved it's head only feet from Gabriel. He didn't move an inch, not for a breath and not to look anywhere but directly into the lights on it's head. At this proximity, he noticed a smooth strip of metal that could be interpreted as a nose. He didn't look down to see if it had a mouth.

The thing was speaking again. Actually speaking this time, not just gibberish, but Gabriel still didn't understand it.

"You speak Russian?" The words came out in a whoosh. He was surprised he'd managed to speak at all.

The thing stopped speaking again and stared at him, or what he assumed to be staring. A whoosh of air expelled itself from somewhere on its head. It sounded almost like a sigh. The head shook and bobbed slightly, giving Gabriel a look at what he recognized to be a metal mouth. He saw the mouth move before he heard the words.

"You fleshlings have too many languages."

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Well that's the end of the first chapter!

Anyone who can guess who the Transformer is, kudos to you!

Also, if you do guess right, I'll mention you!

Hopefully everyone got the reference to the live-action movies here.

Reviews are loved!

I'll try to update soon!