Chapter 2

"More then meets the eye"

"Is everything going according to my plan, Starshooter?" the signal came in from Decepticon head quarters.

"Yes, Megatron." Said the Mini Cooper. "I am coming upon Autobot territory. They will defiantly catch me on their radar."

There was an evil laugh on Megatron's side. "Good, good. I am very pleased. Good work, Starshooter!"

"Thank you, m'lord." The other end went dead. Starshooter still had the sleeping meat bag in her passenger seat.

But everything was going according to plan so she didn't worry about it. She would pretend to be a Neutral femme bot, tired of Cybertron being destroyed by Decepticons and try to help in the battle. But what those stupid Autobots don't know is that she's working for Megatron! She will be the death of all Autobots on the Ark! Starshooter would have erupted in an evil laugh but she didn't want to wake the organic.

What was her plan with the organic then? Well, she will tell the truth to the foolish meat bag. Befriend it, so it would look like she really was an Autobot. This would be a piece of oil cake!

"Hmm…Mc-fluury…No! no…come back. I love…you." The silence in the car was very awkward. The organic was dreaming. A McFlurry was a popular dessert from a fast food restaurant named, 'McDoonalds.' She also came across some articles of how bad the conditions of the food they sold. Some claim their food to be very unhealthy. Humans made Starshooter laughed, in one article: A man ate too much McDoonalds and he became overweight. So he sued the vast food chain for money. It is his own fault for eating too much, not McDoonalds. McDoonald's job is to only squeeze them out of every dollar. Hmm…McDoonalds.

That doesn't sound right, Starshooter thought. She went on the 'Internet' again to double check her data. Oh, McDonalds. Starshooter spent most of her time on the internet looking up information on this planet full of rich energy recourses. Unlike most Decepticons: Starshooter liked it here. Too bad Megatron was going to destroy it everything else on the planet.

"Hey…Female human! Wake up! You are drooling on my leather seats!" The human didn't awake. "Human! I demand you-" Starshooter caught herself before she spoke the wrong words. Think like an Autobot, act like an Autobot, SPEAK like an AUTOBOT!

Starshooter took a deep sigh, and tried it again.

"Hey there…Human…Wake up…" the words were toxic on her lips. She wouldn't utter the last of her sentence. But she had to get used to it. It was like her CPU was going to explode if she said it. But some Autobots were polite.

"P-…pl-…Please wake up!" Starshooter screamed though her radio.

The organic jumped awake, startled and confusion mixing into one emotion.

"What!?" she practically yelled.

"Hey! Quit the hollering!" Alexis's eyes widened. She looked at the driver's seat and saw no one driving the car. She looked out her window and saw the car driving. Where was the voice coming from!? Was she back in Canada? Maybe in a dream of some sort. Then she remembered.

Alexis was coming back to her hotel from a very satisfying chicken wing dinner with fries. Her hotel was close enough to see. Then everything else went hazy since the explosion near her hotel. Giant robots fighting each other, holding large cube things. A lone pink laser speeds towards the hotel and hit it dead on. There was a large booming sound, screaming, cursing from robots, and then…they flew away. Well…they transformed into jets and flew away. Some other robots transformed into cars and drove after them.

Actually, Alexis thought it was pretty awesome. Despite loosing some of her things in her hotel room.

"So…wait. How can y-you talk?" Alexis asked the radio.

"I don't know…guess?" Alexis didn't know if she radio tried to sound either nice or mean.

"Are you a magic radio?"

The engine gave off a sort of snorting noise and then rumbled. I bet she's laughing at me.

"Fine, take the fun out of it. No, I am not a magic radio. I'm a…Autobot from the planet Cybertron."

"Auto-What?"

Another sigh. "I am an Autonomous Robotic organism. Autobot for short."

Silence from the human organism. "What!?"

Starshooter slowed the car down. Her patience was running thin. "I am a robot, Kid. From a far off planet you would never thought was alive until now."

"Oh! You're one of those giant robots who destroyed my hotel room!"

"It was probably the Decepticons." Alexis seemed lost for some reason, but luckily not scared. "They are the evil robots, kid. They want all Autobots dead and want to take over our planet."

"Oh man…sucks to be you then!" Alexis joked.

Starshooter sneered, Like wise human.

"By the way, my name is Alexis. What's yours?"

"Starshooter."

There was once again an awkward silence. "Well, "Alexis muttered, rubbing her hands up and down her ripped jeans, "I have never really talked to a talking car before."

"I have never really talked to a human." The silence dominated most of the drive, until Alexis finally asked the question Starshooter was prepared to say.

"Where are we going?"

"To the Ark; A ship here on earth that is the territory of the Autobots. I'm going to the Prime. I want to join his forces to fight against the scum Decepticons."

I make this too easy, Starshooter thought.

"Oh," muttered the organic female known as Alexis. Alexis looked out the window to see that it was all flat dry land. It was early in the morning, too early in fact for Alexis.

Alexis yawned then stretched out her legs and arms.

"Wake me up when we get there, ok?"

Starshooter speeded up. "As you wish Alexis. But this time…try not drooling on my leather."

Alexis gave a sheepish laugh, "Oh yeah. Sorry."