A/N: Hello people of Earth and the FanFiction World! Here is the second chapter of Invisible Guardian. For those of you who have read my other story, Fury of the Night, I will try to at least write the next chapter. I can't make promises though.

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, or anything close to it. I only own the storyline and my OC, Alex.


Alex shoots up a shout, breathing hard.

'It was just a dream. Not even a full day and they already started again.'

Calming down somewhat, Alex looks around the room she was in. Seeing the window seat, Alex climbs out of bed, slips on her sneakers and a hooded sweatshirt, and goes over to the window.


Ironhide onlines with a soft grunt. Wondering what woke him up, the normally heavy-sleeper focuses on the house. He watches as a window on the second story slowly opens, revealing a certain teen.

'What's she doing up this late?'

Ironhide watches as Alex carefully slips out the window, grabbing the eaves of the house. She pulls herself onto the roof and sits down, quietly staring at the sky. He quickly scans her and notices that she had a small adrenaline rush going.

'She must have had one of those nightmares Will talks about.' He continues watching her until the sun slowly peeks over the horizon, and Alex slips back inside. Ironhide shifts slightly and sinks back onto his tires hoping to get another hour or two of recharge.


Alex wakes up to the smell of bacon wafting though the house. Sliding out of bed, she digs through her duffel bag and pulls her outfit for the day. Going down the hall, she slips into the bathroom and turns on the shower. Once finished, Alex puts on her outfit, consisting of a pair of black skinny jeans, green plaid flannel, and gray high-tops. Brushing her mid-back length hair, she sets it in a French-braid.

Once finished, Alex pauses and looks in the mirror. She looks over her fairly plain features, eyes flickering over to the right side of her face. Right next to her eyebrow, a small scar comes into view. The same scar that she got from-

Alex shakes her head, interrupting that train of thought. 'I can't think of that now.'

A knock pulls her away from the mirror, and a small figure appears in the doorway. Putting on her sunglasses, Alex turns to the two-year-old in front of her.

"What?"

"Mommy said to come get you. We're having breakfast."

Alex sighs. No matter what the situation, she could never refuse a little kid like Annabelle.

"Okay. I'll be down in a bit."

Satisfied with the answer, the toddler turns and goes back downstairs, shouting at her mom that Alex would be down soon. The corners of her mouth quirk up.

'I swear kid, you're gonna be the death of me.'


Downstairs, Alex goes into the kitchen to find the Lennox family already at the table. With encouragement from Will, she sits down next to Annabelle. Breakfast consists of scrambled eggs and toast, pancakes, and orange juice.

"I didn't know what you liked, so I hope this is alright." Alex nods and grabs some food.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, Will clears his throat.

"So. We were thinking that we would let you, you know, get used to everything, then tomorrow, we'll visit some friends of mine at the base. That alright with you?"

Alex finishes chewing.

"Why you asking me? I'm not the head hauncho of this place. But don't let me ruin your field trip."

Will frowns, and Sarah buts in before he says anything he'd regret.

"We just want you to be comfortable Alex."

Alex scoffs, "Well, sorry to burst your bubbles and everything, but I've been to an Army base before. It's nothing new for me."

Will smiles.

"Trust me kid, you haven't been to a base like this one. It's special."

"Whatever." Alex gets up and leaves, putting her plate in the sink on the way out of habit.

Will and Sarah turn to each other, and Will unhelpfully shrugs.


(The next day)

"Alright guys, everything ready?"

With a nod from Sarah, the small group goes outside and climbs into Ironhide, Annabelle blabbering on and on.

"You have so much fun. You can meet Uncle 'BeeBee and Uncle Ratch' and Uncle 'Hide and Uncle Op'mus-"

"Alright 'Belle. I think that's enough."

Annabelle keeps talking, ignoring her Dad.

"-And Uncle Jazzy!"

Alex hums, only half-listening to the three-year-old. She had grabbed her phone and I-pod. ' Maybe I should've grabbed more stuff. No doubt this place'll be as boring as the one back home.'

She looks out the window at the passing scenery. 'How did I even get into this mess in the first place? These people are probably just doing this 'cause they feel sorry for me.'


They pull up to the front gate, Annabelle bouncing in her car seat in excitement.

"We're here! We're here! Alex we're here!"

Alex rolls her eyes, "Oh joy."

Pulling up to the hangar, all of them get out and walk in. Alex looks around. The hangar is definitely big, with catwalks high up in the air, and soldiers milling around. What catches her eye though, is the gathered vehicles. Some sports cars, an Emergency Rescue Hummer, and a Peterbuilt Semi.

"This is what you were so desperately wanted to show me? A bunch of cars? Hate to break it to you, but Semi's are a regular thing. Same with Rescue Vehicles and a lot of those sports cars. So it's not that impressive."

Alex turns to leave, when she hears a strange whirring and scraping of metal. Turning back around, Alex watches as the vehicles, somehow including the Lennoxes Topkick, in front of her start to break apart. She steps back slightly,watching as they take humanoid shapes. Soon, the dozen or so vehicles are completely changed into

"Giant robots." Alex stares at the large figures.

Why can't my life be normal again?