I am SO sorry for the long wait everyone. Here's the first chapter of the new book!

Chapter 1

Several weeks had passed since the confusing prophetic dream from the AllSpark. Night Stalker refused to speak to anyone about it and it had some rather concerned. Ratchet was speaking with Optimus Prime, Knock Out, and Agent Fowler.

"I cannot say for sure, but that blast may have damaged her more than I originally thought."

"Is there anything you can do?"

"Unfortunately not, this is something she has to deal with on her own."

"I can hear you, you know. Just because I'm not exactly acting normal doesn't mean I can't hear you."

Only silence greeted her and Night Stalker rolled her optics. She still kept mulling over what the AllSpark had said. Her destiny awaited her? What did that mean? Why her? What made her so special? A lot of people lost their families in car crashes. Some dealt with it in reckless ways while others moved on and had a life. Night Stalker had seen the news. Brittany had just been another missing person that everyone gave up for dead. The mechanic shop she had worked at went out of business soon after. What would have happened had Night Stalker never met Knock Out?

There were a lot of "what ifs" in her agenda for today. Night Stalker let out a frustrated sigh and said she would take a drive and be back later. She left the base and rode hard and fast through the city. She ignored her lookout spot and continued driving. She drove past her old home. It was still there with everything she had put in when she was human. Carefully making sure that no one was around, she scanned the building for any signs of life… nothing. Being as quiet as possible, Night Stalker drove in and went to the second floor. Everything was covered in dust, but there seemed to be an old altar type thing here where her friends had come and left things for her. Night Stalker was touched. She hadn't known that anyone cared.

Looking around her old home she reminisced about things past. Then she saw it; the bike that she had loved for so long. Running a careful hand servo over the dusty machine the femme knew that her current alt mode was not meant for her. Yes it was flashy and speedy, but it had never been her in the first place. She scanned her precious bike and transformed into it. Once she did she realized that she felt comfortable with it. She knew bikes better than cars.

"I thought I would find you here."

Night Stalker whirled around to find Knock Out standing there. The femme felt her chasse burn with embarrassment. Knock Out was really the first male she had ever brought here and yet it still seemed right that she had done so.

"How did you know?"

"Well I passed our look out spot and saw you weren't there. I knew that you wouldn't go to your parents' graves as you made your peace with them. This was the only other place I knew you would be. Why the sudden change?"

They both knew he meant her alt mode. However, Night Stalker evaded the question.

"Knock Out. The AllSpark keeps coming to me for some reason. I have no idea why and the last thing it told me was I needed to embrace my destiny. I am confused as to what my part in all this is. It told me that the future I saw is still on track except for a few minor differences."

"How can that be? We were not part of the events leading up to that war."

"Tell that to the AllSpark. Something is very wrong. Nothing makes sense and I feel that I am missing some answers."

The femme hesitated before continuing, "Is there any way I can become human again?"

"Night Stalker you can't! Most of the world has written you off as dead. If you came back they would just start poking their noses where they don't belong and that could be bad for those of us not from this world."

"I'm not planning on interacting with anyone. I plan on changing my looks up and looking completely different. Please Knock Out. I have to find out what this means."

The red medic sighed and finally agreed to talk to First Aid and Ratchet. Night Stalker watched as Knock Out left before turning around again. While she had been talking she had sensed another presence in the house.

"I know you're there. You can come out now."

A timid young man stepped out. Night Stalker turned to him calmly.

"What are you doing here in my old home?"

"Your old… are you Brittany? Everyone thinks you're dead!"

"In a sense I am. I can never become human again. This is who I am now and you must never tell anyone what you saw here today. They would not believe you and certain parts of the government would write you off as crazy and your future would be pretty grim and miserable. Now I ask again. What are you doing here in my old home?"

"I'm Jason, the boy you used to babysit for once in awhile. I sometimes bring gifts over to the altar. You were the reason I led a good life. I saw you pull in and then the red car. I snuck in and listened. What destiny? And becoming human again? I thought you said…"

"Never mind what I said. Ignore it and move on, Jason. I am not the same Brittany you once knew. I am a dangerous creature now. I could crush you even on accident and then what would happen? Things would not go well for my kind."

"Well… I can help you."

"Help me how?"

"You need to know things right? Well recently I've learned a few things."

"Please tell me you haven't stooped to thieving?"

"Not exactly. I'm studying to be a private investigator. After you disappeared I wanted to find missing loved ones for others. You at least got me that much interested. Anyway, I can snoop around for information that might be important to you. All I need is information to get me started."

Night Stalker explained the story from the time she met Knock Out to the time jump incident. She left out the bits of baby making and what not. Jason did not need to know that. Jason wrote down notes, explaining that if anyone saw them he would explain that he was practicing for the real thing. He had done it before and was not bothered by it. It bothered Night Stalker a lot to be hearing this. Something did not sit well with her. Jason was being overly calm about this. It was different with Night Stalker because she had raced the creature and was always in love with the idea of there being other life.

When she had been human, Night Stalker knew that Jason was not into things like that. His helping her now was putting her on edge. Luckily she had not exposed the base or any some such as that. She looked at the man. His body was that of agility and power. Almost as if…. M.E.C.H.! Jason realized her movement and clicked a button. However, Night Stalker was quicker. She jumped back and transformed at the same time. Somehow she was in her old alt mode. At least she MIGHT have a trick up her sleeve. She sped out of her home and drove far from it. Her rearview mirrors showed the humans chasing her.

"Scrap!"

The humans were gaining. She knew that trusting Jason was too good to be true! M.E.C.H. had gotten to the man and now he was her enemy. The two had been close as humans. Did he now think her a monster like most M.E.C.H.s did now? The femme sent out a distress call, but found her communications jammed.

"Double scrap!"

She was running out of road. Night Stalker had chosen a less traveled road… and it turned out to be the wrong move. The road ahead ended suddenly. It was an abandoned road leading to a mine. However, it might be the only way Night Stalker could escape. She was exhausted. Suddenly a voice came through her communication channels. It was Jason.

"Come now, Night Stalker. This is no way to treat an old friend."

"You joined M.E.C.H.! How else am I supposed to feel, Jason! We used to be friends!"

"And we are. Just let me help you."

"No! M.E.C.H. has hurt my new people for far too long and wanted our technology for evil purposes."

She explained to him all that M.E.C.H. did. To her surprise Jason knew.

"Night Stalker, listen to me. I was recently inducted to M.E.C.H., yes, but Brittany was always my idol. She believed in live among the stars. I wanted to see if they were real. With M.E.C.H., I found out that there was life out there. However, you also know that I cared too much about life to destroy it. When I found out what they were doing I gathered a group of supporters and we defected. We are not M.E.C.H. Instead we are Humans for Alien Rights Existence… or H.A.R.E. as we like to be called. Please Night Stalker do not fear us."

"I'm sorry Jason, but until the moment I can trust you I'm going to keep running. Besides; how can I trust you if you have jammed my communication channels?"

Just then, Optimus' voice came on.

"Night Stalker what is your position?"

"Old Canyon Road… and about to run out of road."

Jason's voice joined theirs.

"Night Stalker would I have let you speak to your people if I were a part of M.E.C.H.? Please trust me before you kill yourself!"

The road was ending fast, but Night Stalker couldn't believe Jason, she just couldn't. A green portal opened up behind her and her allies came through. Night Stalker tried to put on her breaks, but it was too late. She slammed through the barrier that closed off the end of the road and flew over the side. The other side was too far for her momentum to get her over and grab. As she was falling she heard shouts of fear behind her. The ground came closer and closer. Just then she felt arms around her.

"If you go offline, I go with you!"

"Knock Out, don't be a fool!"

Terror filled Night Stalker's entire being. She was supposed to find a way to stop that one future from happening. Her breath hitched and her optics closed. Suddenly she was flying head over heels across a completely different ground. Night Stalker shook as she tried to stand, but she just couldn't find the will to do so. A groan escaped her as the ground bridge closed. First Aid was there, checking her over while Knock Out was getting to his feet. Since their return, Night Stalker hadn't really been herself. Her optics caught Knock Out's and he seemed to understand.

The shaky feeling passed and the femme Autobot was allowed to go free. She had to meet Jason again. He hadn't hurt her, but that didn't mean he still wouldn't. She kept herself as normal as possible before finally slipping away quietly. However, her meeting with Jason was to wait. A jet roared overhead before transforming in front of her to reveal itself as Starscream.

"What do you want?"

"Easy, I come in peace."

"Helping us once or twice doesn't exactly constitute peace between us."

"True, but I heard about your return. I can help you."

"I'm sorry Starscream, but I have to decline. Not just because you're a Decepticon, but because you have never really given me any reason to trust you."

"At least heed my warning. Be careful with what you look for. You might not like the answers you seek."

With that the 'Con transformed and left Night Stalker even more confused than before. What was she to do now?