Author's Note: This story is set a year after ROTF. This first chapter might be a little boring but it's important to the rest of the story. I don't own Transformers but I do own Jazira's character. This is my first fan fic EVER guys so be nice to me! =D

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The night was clear and the stars and moon shone on the mountainside. It was a beautiful summer night and all was quiet. Only the crickets chirping and the frogs peeping in a nearby pond could be heard. No creature was aware of her presence. Perched atop a rock, a girl sat staring at the moon deep in thought. She was a beautiful sight to behold. She had a regal face with high cheekbones, full lips, and sharp green eyes: her greatest feature. Her long dark hair fell along her shoulders and back. A black belly shirt and boot cut blue jeans defined her tone body. Around her neck she wore a necklace of pure amethyst.

Jazira had come out to this spot to think more often than he usually did. She was frustrated.

She had a gift. It was a gift that had forced her to live away from civilization for years for fear of endangering others. Many moons ago she had made the decision to keep her very existence a secret until the time was right. She wanted that time to be now. Three years ago to the day she had heard about aliens invading the planet. Curious, she had combed the internet, read the papers, and watched the news until, a few days later, she had heard about the disaster in Mission City. And entire city, once proud and strong, lay in ruins. The only explanation that was given by the public was an alien brawl.

Her curiosity reached its breaking point. She knew that if there was something out there that was trying to destroy Earth's cities, there clearly had to be something trying to stop it as well. Else the entire world might be in ruins by now. If that was true she wanted to be a part of it.

She set to work making phone calls, pulling strings, and telling a few white lies until she had finally managed to reach the man who was the source of her frustration: Major William Lennox.

She had heard firsthand about Lennox's involvement in Mission City and, by some miracle, managed to set up a meeting with him. It was in that one on one that she shared her greatest kept secret with him and asked his permission to work with the aliens. Lennox divulged information about the Autobots and told her that she had trusted him with her secret, there was no reason he couldn't trust her with his. They had exchanged a number to a secure military line to communicate and update each other. He told her he would consult Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots, of her proposal and get back to her.

She had left that day with high hopes of soon working with Prime and the other Transformers.

A year went by and NEST was formed. Jazira prepared herself with intense training to increase her physical and mental strength. But then, after another year of waiting and training, all hell broke loose. The Decepticons returned to the planet looking for revenge. Jazira begged Lennox to allow her to join NEST to help but he had refused. He had claimed that he didn't want to risk exposing and endangering her just yet. That had been a year ago. Since then the world had returned to peace. The Decepticons had been beaten back and NEST had returned to their faithful watch for them. But none had been spotted in months.

So what was Lennox waiting for? Did he want her to beg? She longed to be under the command of Optimus and the Major protecting the planet from the evil robots. Lennox had questioned her motives for wanting to fight with the Autobots so badly.

"It's because they know what it is to be different from the rest of the world," she had replied. "They transform just as I do. But although we don't share the same form we do share the same worldly rejection. And I think it would do the world good for us to both fight alongside each other knowing that was aren't alone on this planet."

That conversation had happened a week ago. She had not heard from Lennox since. Maybe it had all been a lie. Maybe Lennox hadn't intended to even allow her to join NEST….

She snapped out of her thoughtful trance when a bat burst from a nearby tree and flew off into the night to hunt. She rose to her feet, hopped off the rock, and began to stroll back down the back to her home. The bat had the right idea; it was time for some food. The walk was not far. She had only been walking for a few minutes before a large military hangar looking building appeared through the trees. It was here that she had spent many years living alone. The mountains and trees hid the large building quite nicely and it earned her solitude and silence. But it was time for her to leave the quiet sanctuary and return to civilization….of only Lennox would allow it.

She walked through the massive steel doors that lead to the main room of the building. The ceiling stretched 80 feet above her. The concrete floors were spotless. To her right sat dozens of machines she used for exercising. To her left were two doors. One led to the kitchen, the other led to her bedroom. On the far wall, a television hung above a stereo system that sat on a desk. In the center of the room, covered by a large black tarp, sat her pride and joy. She approached the object, grabbed the corner of the tarp, and yanked it off to reveal a deep purple Dodge Viper. She stroked the car's hood, tracing the two racing stripes that ran up the hood, across the roof, and down the trunk, and smiled.

"What do you think Amethyst? Time for some chow?" she asked the car. She received no response from the car but she nodded and headed for the kitchen. "Yeah I think so too."

A few minutes after disappearing into the kitchen she returned with a bowl of chef salad, a Luna bar, and a large glass of water. She set her dinner on the car hood, retrieved the tv remote from on top of the stereo, returned to the car, sat down on the hood, and turned on the television. The local news blared through the speakers. The headlining story began as she dug her fork into the ruffage.

"Tonight we continue our story of the work in Mission City," the reporter said "It has been three years since the event that took dozens of lives. The city is finally beginning to recover, and the damage has nearly been completely repaired, but the question still remains: 'Who or what did cause all this damage?'"

Jazira grumbled as she shoved a generous amount of lettuce, chicken, and cheese into her mouth. She hated the nosiness of people nowadays. People just had to know everything about everything.

But it bothered her that they pushed so hard on this subject.

Suddenly, just as she was about to shout an insult at the tv, the sound of a phone ringing filled the room. The tv screen went black and Jazira reached for the remote, pressed a button, and there before her, plastered on the television screen, was Major William Lennox.

"Good evening Major," Jazira said cheerfully. She wasn't sure why but she didn't want to let Lennox know that she was angry with him. She was expecting more disappointing news so she figured she might as well grin and take it. Lennox appeared tired but a warm smile was on his face.

"Jazira I thought I told you to do away with the formal bull," he replied. She quickly set her salad on the hood of the car and stood at attention.

"Sir, yes you did sir! And I will do what I can to do so sir!" she replied. The joke hung in the air for a few moments before Jazira giggled and returned to her seat with her salad in hand.

"So what can I do for you Will?" she asked. "It's been a while since I've heard from you, I was starting to think the base was attacked my Decepticons,"

Lennox's smile faded and he rolled his eyes.

"No, it was worse than that," she stated coldly. "We got a visit from Galloway," His smile returned as Jazira fell back onto the car in a fit of laughter.

"Well lock your windows and doors ladies and gentlemen! The asshole is in town!" She giggled as she sat back up. Lennox chuckled. Anyone who knew anything about the Autobots knew about Galloway. She was truly a horrible piece of work. Jazira made a mental note to give that man a piece of her mind if she ever got the chance as Lennox began to speak again.

"Well, he's gone now, but it's been a long few months," he said. Jazira's eyes widened. Months? She thought. "That's why I've called you today Jazira," Lennox continued. "Now that Lennox is out of our hair I think it's time that we finally get you out here with us in DG."

I hope you guys liked it. Please rate, comment, whatever you want. Just give me some feedback so I can get better for ya! Oh, if you are wondering what Jazira's power is, you can ruin the secret by looking in my info, or you can wait until I keep going with the story. It's completely up to you.