I'm trying a new writing style that I saw in a book, "The Book Thief" Tell me how you like it...


Sarah cursed the desert as she raced from boulder to boulder, using them as cover. She had lived in Mission City, a city close to Jasper, Nevada. Her city had been one of the first have been destroyed.

She ducked behind one boulder, kicking up sand. She cursed again. Why had she run away? She would rather be dead than hiding from the giant robots that had destroyed her home: the Decepticons.

*A Short Look on Sarah's Life*
Her parents had been
killed during a bank
robbery. She went from
foster home to foster
home. In a previous
home, in a forest,
she had learned
how to survive in the
wild. Living in the
desert didn't help.

She slowed as she saw destruction in her path. Where was she? Then she saw the sign: Jasper, Nevada. City limit. She was heading back to where this trouble had started.

She ducked down when she heard the sound of an engine. Could it be a Decepticon? A car drove slowly past.

*The Car's Appearance*
It was all silver.
There was an odd
symbol on the front.
Not a Decepticon.

The car turned off the road and parked a little ways away. Sarah took a step back as a man stepped out of it. The man started forward.

*The Man's Appearance*
He was about 6' in height.
He wore bluish/silver
jeans and a long sleeve
silver shirt. He had silver
hair. And bright, green eyes.

"Stay back!" Sarah took a pocketknife she carried out of her pocket. "I'm warning you!"

The man put his hands up in the air as he came closer. "I don't want to hurt you. Who are you?"

"Why should you care?" Sarah asked.

"Because you are here. This city was evacuated, yet you are still here."

"I came from Mission City."

"Mission City?" The man exclaimed. "You survived that attack?"

"Yes." Sarah said hotly. "Who are you?"

"I can't say that here."

"Fine." Sarah puts the knife back in her pocket, turns, and starts walking.

"Wait." She suddenly felt the man's hand on her shoulder. "You can't go that way."

"Why not?"

"Because. That's the way the Decepticon base is."

Sarah reels back, crashing into the man. "W... What?"

"Yes. Come with me, you'll be safe."

"How?"

The man's voice drops to a whisper. "I'm an Autobot. The enemy of the Decepticons. My friends and I will protect you."

Sarah thought for a moment before allowing the man to lead her toward the car. "I'm Sarah."

"Silverstrike." The man said. "I'm Silverstrike."


A white car was driving along in underground tunnel. It heard voices as it came to a branch-off, so it turned and headed that way.

"Don't worry, Optimus. I'll go find Ratchet."

"No." Optimus said. Before he could say anymore, he and Smokescreen heard the sound of an engine.

Smokescreen stood and aimed his weapons toward the direction he determined the engine was coming from.

A white car came around a turn and drove up, slowing as it approached.

"What's a human doing down here?" Smokescreen asked himself.

Then the car transformed. Smokescreen powered up his weapons.

*Information on the New Arrival*
She was a pure white femme
called Winterstorm. She had
white optics. She was a
medic-in-training. She had
a silver Autobot insignia
on her right shoulder.

"Don't shoot!" She said, holding her servos in the air.

"Who are you? What are you doing down here?" Smokescreen asked.

She opened her mouth to answer, but she noticed Optimus at that moment. "Oh no!" She ran forward and knelt beside him. It was at that moment Smokescreen noticed the Autobot insignia on her shoulder.

"You're an Autobot?" Smokescreen asked, startled.

"Yes."

"Then why weren't you with us in the base?"

"That'll be explained later. We have to give him medical attention!"

"I'll go get Ratchet." Smokescreen said.

"No time! We have to get him to base."

"It was destroyed!" Smokescreen said. "We can't go there!"

She rolled her optics. "Your base was destroyed. Not ours." She starts to gently tug on Optimus's shoulders.

"No." Optimus groaned softly.

"Sorry, sir. I'm just following my orders."

"And they are?" Smokescreen asked.

"Find the separated members Team Prime, escort them safely back to base, and give them medical attention if needed." She looked at Smokescreen. "Let's go!"

With Smokescreen's help, they began to drag Optimus in the direction the femme had come from.