Author's Note: WARNING! THIS STORY IS BASED OFF OF THE FIRST 2 TRANSFORMERS MOVIES! WHATEVER WILL HAPPEN/HAS HAPPENED IN TRANSFORMERS 3 DARK OF THE MOON HAS NO EFFECT ON THIS STORY!


Chapter 1- The Discoverer

The morning was quiet, a fog covering the entire city of Silverstone. Morning birds chirped softly. It was balanced, undisturbed, until there was the sound of quick footsteps. A young adult human sprinted down the alleyway. It was a dead end with a wall, but he didn't slow, his eyes intent on the wall. When he was close enough to it, he leapt as high as he could, grabbing the top of the wall. With amazing agility and flexibility, he flipped to the top of the wall on his hands and feet. He then leapt off like a cat, flipping forward and landing back on the ground with ease on the other side of the wall. He continued running and disappeared into the mist.

All of this was silently observed by a set of mechanical eyes. The silhouette of a humanoid figure was barely visible, sitting on top of a low building nearby. The figure's light-blue optics flickered, as if blinking, as it calculated the energy distribution that the human used when he pulled off the stunt. "Hmm…"

The figure stood up and looked at the two wing-like structures on his back. Even in the fog that helped conceal his presence, they would be obvious. The wings began to fold onto itself and together with the occasional sound of scrapping metal, condensing it. The fog was perfect for making his silhouette look like a human's, and now it looked like he sported a small backpack.

He jumped off the building with a twirling front flip, landing in the alleyway. His clawed metal hands relaxed at his sides as he looked at the wall. A small smile grew on his young face. "Ready…" he spoke to himself, crouching forward in a sprinter's position, "…GO!"

He sprinted down the alleyway at the same speed the human was running. He sped down the alleyway and once he reached the wall, he leapt and grabbed the top of the wall. He dangled for only a second, for he pulled himself up on top of it with a jerking twist of his body. He then kept himself balanced on top of it with one hand, his feet sticking straight up in the air. With a push of the hand that was on the wall, he did another twirling flip off the wall onto the other side. He landed with an air of robotic grace on his feet and sped off again. Exhilarated, he couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh.

Talon loved running through the city the way he's seen some of the humans do. He had overheard it as "parkour" or "free running" from some humans, which made it seem like an unusual sport. He's learned through observing the humans and practicing often. He was careful not to be seen though because it would cause panic he didn't want to be in. He only looked like a human-shaped blur to people if they saw him, but if he was still enough, or if it wasn't foggy, and someone saw him for what he was, he was in trouble. He hadn't been identified as an alien robot yet, which was a relief to him. The faded Decepticon symbol that bore on his shoulder was like a warning to them that he was dangerous, even though the warning was false.

The alleyway turned a corner, so Talon ran up the wall around the corner. When he felt gravity beginning to pull him down, he flipped off of the wall and continued running. A thick vertical pole hung over the alleyway, so he leapt up and grabbed it, swinging around it until he decided to let go. He catapulted up and landed on top of a building. He then ran on the tops of the buildings, leaping from one to another, with another joyous laugh. But he suddenly slowed to a stop, standing at the edge of a building that was suppose to overlook a small forest that neighbored the city. "…What…?"

Quite a few of the trees were uprooted and laying across the ground. Construction vehicles were parked in front of the mess. With a soft gasp, Talon jumped off the building and walked towards the forest. He passed by the fallen trees with a saddened sigh. He had a pained feeling in his spark when he reached the trees that had not fallen yet, looking up at them. A flutter was heard and he whipped his head around to whatever was approaching. It was a bird, who promptly landed on his hand with a chirp. Talon gave a surprised look, then softly smiled as he gently stroked the bird's feathery head with a metallic finger. "Humans don't understand the nature they're destroying…"

The bird was somewhat weary of the moving machinery, but it enjoyed the strokes on its head. There was no human scent to be alarmed by either. That is, until something startled it. "Eeeep!" a yelp sounded.

Talon's optics flicked to the direction of the sound as the bird fluttered away with a disturbed squawk. Only a few feet away stood a human girl, only in her teens. Wide-eyed terror crossed her face as she stared at him, who was equally terrified. "I-it's a D-Decepticon!" she cried out, turning and beginning to run away with another scream.

"W-wait!" Talon called back.

He couldn't just let her escape. What if she told the police, or someone else? He would be hunted down, or driven away from the small city he called home. He could easily outrun the human, so in a moment's time, he caught up to her and grabbed her, one arm around her middle while the other arm's hand was over her mouth. High-pitched, yet muffled screams sounded from her as she began to thrash.

Talon could only prevent her from running, holding her tightly. "Please, just listen!" he said urgently, "I'm not going to hurt you! I just want you to listen!"

The girl continued to struggle though, obviously terrified. He tried a more soothing tone, but fear was still thick in his voice, "Listen, I won't hurt you… I promise I won't hurt you…"

The girl's struggles lessened gradually. She turned her head to look back at him, her emerald eyes full of fear. Her breath was rapid with panic, but when he slowly took his hand from her mouth, it grew calmer. "D… D-Decepticons…evil…" she whimpered.

The spiky sensors at the sides of Talon's head lowered, giving him a "droopy-eared" appearance. "But I'm not evil… I'm not them… I've never hurt anyone…"

The human watched him wearily with fear, but she was gradually calming down. "A-at least… you're n-not trying to k-kill me... P-promise…?"

"Promise." he said sincerely, "But can you promise… not to tell anyone about me?"

The girl hesitated. "I-I… don't know…"

"Please." he pleaded, "I can't be discovered. The Autobots would destroy me because of this symbol and the Decepticons…" he shuddered, "I don't want to join them, or the horrible war… Please…"

He released her, trying to gain her trust. She backed away from him a couple steps, watching him with still weary eyes. "I don't know… What's your name…?"

He managed to reply in a kind, yet scared, tone, "T-Talon…"

A minute passed, the girl examining him with slight curiosity, before he asked, "Yours…?"

"…Helena." She answered, moving her long, braided ponytail of red hair back, "What are you doing here?"

Talon looked at the standing trees. "Looking at what is being destroyed… Why are they tearing them down?"

"I've never heard of a nature-loving Decepticon…" Helena mused, "but the construction workers are clearing here for more buildings… I came to see the trees before they fall down too…"

Despite the awkward tension between the two, he couldn't help but let his mood lighten up. "You came to do that too?"

She nodded, then very cautiously stepped towards him. "You're not… like a normal Decepticon, are you? You don't act all mean and scary like one."

"No. I don't even know why I have this symbol." Talon looked at his shoulder, "I've lived here for my whole life, not with them."

Helena's eyes widened. "Really? How long?"

Talon didn't like to be bombarded with questions, but this was the first human he's ever talked to. "Um… 10… years, I think. I counted 10 New Years…"

She frowned. "Aren't Autobots and Decepticons suppose to be older… way older…?"

He shrugged. "I don't know…"

She stood right in front of him now, looking up at him. He only stood a few inches taller than her. "You're… small for one of them too…"

"Yea…" he replied embarrassedly while looking away, "Not so big and mean…"

She raised a hand hesitantly and touched his shoulder, her fingers grazing the faded Decepticon insignia. "…Okay." she said.

He looked back at her. "Okay? Okay what?"

"Okay, I won't tell anyone about you…" Helena flickered a smile, "But…"

She reached up with both hands, feeling his spiked ear sensors curiously. "I want you to tell me about yourself. What are you made out of? How do you function?"

Talon was startled by her sudden enthusiasm, but he was relieved that she wasn't so scared of him anymore. "U-um… Maybe in a less… open area?"

Helena looked around. "Yea… If construction workers came by, they'd see you. Why not come to my place?"

"…Your place?"

"Yea." she gently tugged his hand, "Come on."

She walked back towards the taller buildings of the city, with him timidly following behind. He pondered about the new human, but he had a feeling he could trust her.