Chapter 1

The Fate of One

A teenage girl who had to be at least seventeen walked through the busy streets of Mission City. She seemed very agitated as she pushed through a group of rather disturbing men. One of which grabbed her bag pack. "I think you need to apologize Miss." He said with a lecherous smile on his face.

The girl's cold electric blue eyes glared at the man through her choppy gray dyed hair. She yanked her bag out of his hand and dropped it on the ground next to her thrashed black AirWalks. "Why should I?" she asked. Her voice was rather deep for a girl but it was extremely cold as she talked at the moment.

The man looked pissed as she stood her ground to him. One of the smaller men looked at her. His eyes widened as he looked at her. Short choppy black hair dyed gray, blue eyes and pale skin. She was decked on in a white shirt that said 'Death is just a REALLY long nap' a black leather jacket, black jeans, and a pair a black knuckle gloves. "Yo, yo, yo Mickie. That's that bitch: Alex. The word on the street is that she's like a psycho fighter. She hasn't lost a fight yet. And she's fought some of the toughest guys in the city." he said.

The first man: Mickie eyes widened as he then backed away. It was obvious that he didn't want to fight with someone who could more than likely totally school him. "Never mind." he said as he then led his group away from the girl: Alex.

Alex growled as she turned around. As she grabbed her bag, she felt something slide into her side. Her eyes widened and darkened as the sliced feeling then turned into an intense burning feeling. Her vision started to blur as she spun around and slammed her fist into her attacker's face. She had sent him flying into a near by wall. She then looked at her side. She had been stabbed with a switchblade. "Fuck." she muttered as she stumbled back to her bag.

It had taken her a bit of time, but Alex managed to patch up her side at the orphanage that she lived in. She had only been there a year and she was going to get booted in a year since she'd be eighteen. But unlike everyone at the orphanage: Alex didn't have any memories before she stumbled into a police officer shortly after the chaos that had happened.

"Alex." A stern voice said.

Alex looked over her shoulder and looked at the head caretaker: Melissa Walker. A very kind elderly lady. "Hey Melissa." Alex said as she smiled.

"You really need to stop getting into fights Alex." Melissa said as she sat down next to Alex and inspected Alex's patchwork. She frowned and undid the rather messy bandage. She then took a bottle of peroxide and cleaned Alex's side.

Alex hissed as the peroxide burned the dirt and germs away. "I didn't get into a fight this time Melissa. The bastard just shanked me for no reason but my rep." she said.

Melissa just sighed. It was obvious that she cared for Alex's safety, even if Alex didn't. "You really shouldn't be fighting anyway. You're the oldest here and are a role model to the others." she said as she finished cleaning Alex's side.

Alex felt ashamed as Melissa started wrapping her wound. The kind and caring woman had patched her up many times in the year. Most of the time she got into fights was because she was actually too smart for her own good and that caused to on more than one occasion run her mouth off. "I know. It's just I feel like I'm an outsider no matter where I'm at. Even right now." she said.

Melissa just smiled. "One day Alex Spark you'll find where you belong. And you'll know your destiny." she said as she patted Alex's shoulder and left the room.

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Sam sighed as he watched Ironhide picking a fight with a normal truck. He had been rather jumpy that last couple of weeks and it was starting to annoy everyone: even Optimus. But then again Ironhide had been a loose cannon and more than likely wanted a fight.

"Ironhide come down." Optimus said as he leaned against the large abandoned building. Well, it wasn't abandoned anymore. After the fight with Megatron and the Decepticons the government had established several miles on the outskirts of his hometown for the Autobots.

Sam had even persuaded his parents into living with the Autobots. 'Mom. I'll be fine. I have four guardians who would make sure nothing happens and that I'll do my homework. I'll be in the best of hands.'

"Sam!" a voice snapped. It was Mikaela. She wasn't alone. Captian Will Lennox and he wife and daughter, and Tsgt Epps were also with her.

Epps just smiled his large smile. "You done daydreaming kid?" he asked. He was like Sam's older brother. He also got along with Ironhide. Maybe the trigger happy Autobot would calm down then.

"Hey guys." Sam said with a smile as he walked up and kissed Mikaela. The action received whistles and catcalls from Bumblebee, Ironhide, and Epps. The three liked teasing him.

Captain Lennox just shook his head. "Will behave man." he said as he held his year old baby girl. After everything was done he was overjoyed to hold his little girl. He then looked up at Optimus. "That reminds me. We got word that an object matching the same metal density as you crashed down not to far from Mission City. It's assumed that it might be one of your kind." he said.

Epps looked at Optimus from Ironhide's shoulder. "Let's hope it not one of those Decepticon bastards."

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It was night when he landed. Hot Rod found himself alone on Earth. He didn't know were Optimus Prime was. Or for that matter where the others were. He felt that he had to find them as soon as possible. But his had to disguise himself first. As he watched cars traveling on the road he chose to disguise himself as a red 2002 Pontiac Firebird Firehawk.

Now with a new look, Hot Rod thought that he was now ready to set off in search for his fellow Autobots. But something had seemed to call him. He decided to find out what it was that wouldn't leave him alone.

That was went he noticed a human female, surrounded by a rather large group of human males. The female looked to be in horrible shape. Her side had been leaking red fluid from a wound. She looked like she was going to lose consciousness.

Hot Rod had acted without thinking. He zoomed into the group and opened one of his doors. "Get in!" he said as the female looked at him in shock. She moved and fell into his cabin. The door soon closed and he took off. "Are you alright?" he asked.

The female looked around in the cabin. She didn't seem to really understand what was going on. "There's no driver." She whispered. Her blue eyes were glossed over as she then collapsed in the seat.

Hot Rod worried. He didn't know what to do. He didn't even intend to intervene like he did. And he for some reason felt glad that he did.

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Alex groaned as she sat up. Her neck hurt from the awkward position. She had fallen asleep inside a car. Car to whom had saved her life and she didn't even know the person.

" You're awake." a voice said. The voice came from the radio. Alex's eye's widened. It was the same voice from last night. The car saved her. No man. Well human anyway.

And as such Alex then freaked out as she shot out of car. She got to her feet and started running. She was in the out junkyard outside the city. No one ever came out there unless it was something illegal. She then looked at the car and watched in awe as the beautiful Pontiac Firebird transformed into a two-story robot. She started to walk backwards but slipped and fell on her ass. "What do you want?" she asked

The robot tilted its head. "I was hoping to be your friend." It said. It seemed like it needed someone who would understand it.

Alex was surprised that it asked her. No one ever wanted to be her friend. She seemed to scare people. "My name's Alex. What's yours? It's only polite to ask for a name if we're going to be friends, right?" she asked. She knew that it wasn't the greatest idea she come up with but it did save her life.

The robot seemed to smile. "I'm called Hot Rod. I'm an Autonomous Robotic Life Form or an Autobot for short." It, no he kneeled down to be more level with Alex as they talked.

"And this was the start of a whole to chapter of the world as we knew it."