Windows to the Soul

by octaviuscprime

April Evans and her best friend Taylor Kyle are definitely Transformers fans. We can relate to that, can't we? And they both dream that somehow, they could actually meet the real bots. Sound familiar? What if Optimus Prime showed up one day, practically in your backyard? April and Taylor recount their strange story with the wise and noble Optimus Prime. M because of criminal acts.

1. Prologue

AN: Yay! I finally made it back home and to Internet access! If you've seen my story "Anything for You," then you might know about the poll I mentioned in a note at the end of Chapter 10. If you haven't, that's okay. The poll is for readers who would rather me spend more time and concentration on their favorite story. I promise that I will never abandon either story though. This story is of course, an Optimus Prime story, mixed with various OCs. I haven't decided yet if there will be pairings, but if there are, I promise that there will not be any slash. Windows to the Soul started out as an extremely annoying plot bunny, but the more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea. So, here I am. I'm sorry if you think that this prologue is to short. I never write long prologues and this story is meant to begin as a retelling by a character. If you spot any mistakes, or have questions, just PM me or write a review. Reviews are always welcome.

Before we begin, let's get something straight. I am not, and never have been a risk-taker. It was not my idea to go to the street race that night, I put all the blame on Taylor, my best friend. See, her dad street races and she's been waiting for her turn to be behind the wheel of some souped up car, racing at break-neck speeds, leaving all the other racers in her figurative dust. That night was supposed to be the first time she raced, and also the first time I've ever witnessed a race. The cops made sure that that didn't happen, as well as making sure that my first experience with street racing was a perfect one. Yep, I got those shiny handcuffs slapped onto my wrists, an enjoyable ride downtown, and a flattering picture that I'll be sure to send to all my relatives on a Christmas card. Whoo-hoo.

But the fun didn't stop there. After my lawyer, who also happens to be my dad, the great J. P. Evans bailed me out of jail the next morning, I got dropped off at my place, heavily loaded with guilt. When I called the office where I worked as a paralegal, they kindly informed me that my boss would like to see me as soon as I got in the door. When I did get there, Mr. Davies asked me about my night. Somehow, word had gotten around that Evan's daughter had been arrested. My desk had to be cleaned out before noon.

So. I was an ex paralegal, with a looming court date, and a disappointed father. Then, my life changed. I didn't really expect to run into the Leader of the Autobots, but really, who would have? In DC, where the Transformers were a work of fiction. In this universe?

-April

For anyone that plans on answering the poll, it will be posted after chapter 1 of this story and chapter 11 of AfY are put up.