Me: Hey bitches! I've got chapter 2 up!

Trevor: It's about freaking time! What took you?

Me: I've been busy.

Dash: Oh forget about your other stories. Focus on us.

Me: I'm trying to Dash. But I have a lot of stories in the works right now. After this I have to work on those too.

Violet: Listen to him Dash. His other stories make him do better on this one. I don't know how exactly but they do.

Helen: You should know. You've been by his side the longest.

Trevor: So have I.

Me: That you have. Now let's start it up. I don't own the Incredibles or Transformers in any way. I only own Trevor Bauer and the plot of this story. So please enjoy chapter 2.

The AutoKnights I: The Beginning

Chapter 2: Meet the Bauer

(Parr Residence; 8:30 AM)

The sun had been shining for a few hours now and everyone inside the house was awake and getting ready for breakfast. Well…not ALL of them were awake. The guy they had brought home with them last night was still out of it. The teenager named Trevor Jackson Bauer. He was still asleep on the couch with a single blanket over his body. He was turning over occasionally and making a bit of noise here and there, but that was pretty much it. Bob, Helen, Dash, and Jack-Jack were at the table trying their best to eat breakfast without looking at him every single minute. But it was kind of hard not to. There was a large amount of worry going around for this guy.

"Do you think he's okay, Mom?" Dash asked.

Helen looked at her son and smiled. "I'm sure he's fine, sweetheart. He's just tired and possibly minorly injured. That's it."

Bob eyed Trevor again. This time he had a suspicious look in his eye.

"I'm not sure, Helen. He doesn't look hurt to me." He said. "Think about it. We found him near the crash site of a meteor, and he doesn't even have a mark anywhere on his boy that even suggests any kind of injury. There isn't even so much as a hole or tear in his clothes."

Helen had to think about that. Bob was right. When they found Trevor, he looked totally fine. No scratches, bruises, cuts, or scars. Only his hair was messy and he was unconscious. That was pretty much it.

Just then, Violet came in placed a phone book on the table as she sat down for breakfast herself.

"Where've you been, Vi? Breakfast has been ready for nearly fifteen minutes now." Helen told her daughter.

"She was probably crying over Tony again." Dash teased.

Violet glared at her brother. "No. I haven't you little pest. I've been making some calls." She placed her hand on the phone book.

"Calls? What kind of calls?" Bob asked.

"For him." She pointed to Trevor without looking at him. "I tried to find his family. I called every single Bauer in this book."

"And?" Helen, along with everyone, wanted to know the results.

"I got nothing." Violet now looked at him. "No one knows this guy."

Trevor was once again being stared at by them all again.

"You think that's really his name? Maybe it was just an alias." Helen thought.

"Maybe. Violet, go check his pockets again." Bob said.

"Hold on. Why do I have to be the one to search his pants? It was weird enough the last time." Violet complained.

"Would you just go?" Bob wasn't in the mood to argue.

"Ugh. Fine." Violet pushed her chair back and got up out of it.

She went over to the couch and pulled the blanket off of him. All of his clothes were still on. Even his boots. And that very mysterious ring. Pulling her attention away from the jewelry, she leaned down and stuck her hands down the pockets of his pants. She was very careful to avoid coming into contact with…well I'm pretty sure you can figure that out.

She didn't feel a thing. His pockets were completely empty. Violet gently tried to roll him over so she could get to his back pockets. But as she turned him, she saw something fall out of his left back pocket and onto the floor. Everyone else saw the thing too. Violet picked it up. It was a closed locket. Gold and shaped like an oval. It was about as big as a walnut and had a long golden chain coming from it.

Violet slowly picked up the locket and rubbed her fingers against the surface of it. It was very smooth. Then she saw that there was a small button on the top of it. She was just about to press it.

But then a hand came out of nowhere and grabbed hers. Another arm wrapped around her neck and forced her to her feet. She was able to see who it was. Trevor was awake.

"Where am I?" he demanded.

Violet was trying her best to get air, but Trevor's arm wasn't letting any go down her throat.

"WHERE AM I?" he started to shout.

The rest of the family got up.

"Okay. Take it easy, Trevor." Helen said calmly.

"How do you know my name?" he asked.

"We had to check for your ID. We found your SS card." Bob told him.

"You're in our house. We brought you here after we found you last night in the park. Do you remember?" Helen asked.

Trevor started to look around. He looked as if he had never even been inside a house before in his whole life. Then he looked back at the family who had supposedly rescued him.

"No. I don't remember a thing from last night." He said.

"Uuuhhh….do you think you can let her go now?" Dash asked.

Trevor looked down at the girl he had in a head lock and saw that her face had turned blue.

"Oh crap." He immediately released her and she fell to the ground coughing and gasping for air to return to her.

In the process, she had dropped the locket. Trevor picked it up and opened it up by pressing the button on top. The locket opened up sideways like a door. No one else saw what was inside the locket. All he did was open it, look at it for a few seconds, close it, and then put it back in his pocket. Violet rubbed her neck which now had a red mark across it. She looked up at him.

"Please don't do that again." She said.

"I won't. I promise."

Violet got back on her feet with the help of her father. Trevor looked at his right ring finger and the ring that he was wearing on it.

"Look. I appreciate you guys helping me out, but I think I should leave."

That took the Parrs a bit by surprise. They hadn't expected him to want to get out of there so quickly. Bob stood in front of the boy to block his path to the door.

"Hold your horses there. Where exactly do you plan on going?" he questioned.

"I have work to do and it doesn't concern you." Was Trevor's reply.

That wasn't gonna fly with them.

"What kind of work?" Helen asked.

"It's complicated." Trevor tried to move past Bob but he stepped in front of him again.

"Then simplify it." Bob demanded.

"I'm sorry. I can't." Trevor said.

"Why not? Are you gonna kill someone?" Dash asked.

Violet and Helen glared at the young boy.

"What? No! I'm not gonna kill anyone!" That offended Trevor obviously.

"Well then why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Bob asked.

"Why are you people trying to keep me here?" Trevor questioned back.

"We're not." Helen replied. "We just want to make sure that you'll be okay."

"I'll be fine." Trevor was getting fed up. "Now please, let me go."

"First, call your family and tell them your okay. After that, you can walk." Helen said.

Trevor looked away when she said that.

"I…I can't." His voice got quieter.

"Can't what?" Bob asked.

"I can't call my family."

The family all looked at each other confused.

"Why not?" Violet asked.

"I'm too far from them." He replied. "I can't reach them."

"Why? Are they out of town?" Helen started to fish for a reason.

Trevor hung his head down.

"Y-yeah. They left without me years ago. And I haven't seen them since."

Once again, the four Parrs shared confused glances with each other.

"Where did they go?" Dash asked.

"Hell, I don't know. They just left without a word. My mom, my dad, even my sister."

"That's terrible." Helen was appalled anyone would abandon their child like that.

Trevor moved past Bob and headed for the door.

"Maybe I'll see you guys around."

He put his hand on the knob and began to turn it.

"Hold on!"

Helen put up a hand to stop him. And that's just what he did. His hand froze in mid-turn, and then he looked back at her.

"Where would you go? Do you even live here in town?"

Trevor shook his head no. "I'll manage on my own."

"Maybe we can help."

Now everyone looked at Helen with a bit of confusion. But Trevor was still reluctant.

"I don't need help."

"You don't have a family for miles, or even a roof to put over your head. I beg to differ." Helen was not willing to let him leave on his own.

"I can handle myself and anything else out there."

"Wouldn't it be easier if you had a place to stay?" Helen asked.

Trevor loosened his grip on the knob, but he didn't let go. Not just yet.

"What are you trying to say?" Trevor asked.

"Yes, Helen. What exactly ARE you trying to say?" Bob was a bit unsure.

"Bob…" Helen placed a finger up at her husband telling him to be silent. Then she looked back to the teen at the door. "You say you have work to do. Well, does this work involve anything bad?"

"Of course not." Trevor replied.

"Then I'm going to propose to you a deal."

The bluish green eyes of the boy narrowed.

"A deal?"

"Mom, what are you doing?" Violet asked.

Helen ignored her.

"Trevor, I understand you're entitled to have a private life with personal things kept secret. Believe me. We of all people understand the meaning of secrets."

"Okay. Where are you going with this?" Trevor wanted to get to the point.

"I'm going here." Helen replied. "Just swear to us that this 'work' you have to do doesn't involve you breaking any laws or anything like that, and we'll let you stay here until you can get on your feet."

Trevor still had his hand on the doorknob. But now it was slowly starting to get tighter around the brass of it. Bob, Violet, and Dash looked at the woman of the house with looks of even more confusion, but now they were mixed with shock.

"Okay. What's the catch?" Trevor was of course doubting it was the truth.

"No catch." Helen replied. "I just want to make sure you're safe. Is that too much to ask for?"

Trevor looked away and started to think. He had very important work to do that he refused to tell them about. And he would very much prefer to do it himself and leave everyone else out of it. But she was right. He needed a place to stay. He had no money for food or anything like that.

"You're serious about this?" he asked one more time.

Helen nodded and the rest of them remained in their state. But now they were also showing a hint of disapproval.

Trevor took a long heavy sigh, and let go of the door knob.

"Thank you." That was all he had to say. "But who are you people? At least tell me that."

"My name is Helen Parr. This is my husband Bob, and my kids, Violet and Dash."

"Hey." The three Helen mentioned all chimed that at the same time.

"I promise you I won't be any trouble." Trevor said.

"I'm sure you won't." Helen said. "Now why don't go sit at the table over there and serve yourself. You must be hungry."

Trevor nodded and walked over to grab a plate. Bob, Violet, and Dash went over and huddled around Helen.

"Honey, what do you think you're doing?" Bob questioned.

"I'm helping him out. He could sure use it." Helen answered.

"By letting him live here? Mom, we don't know anything about him." Dash said.

"Then we're all going to sit down with him, and get to know him better. Is that clear to all of you?"

The three of them had to nod. There was no winning an argument with that woman. It was almost uncanny how she always won.

All of them walked back over and took their seats. Violet was the one who was stuck sitting next to Trevor. And she wasn't really fond of it. She didn't really like sitting next to people she didn't know. That would mean that she would have to talk to them. That was something she wasn't really good at. As she continued to eat, Trevor stopped and looked at her.

"I'm sorry." Was what he said.

Violet put her fork down and then she looked back at him.

"For what?"

"If I hurt you."

He might not be known to them, but at least he's a nice guy. The girl gave a very VERY small smile.

"It's alright."

Trevor nodded and then they went back to eating.

"So where you from?" Bob asked.

"Fresno, California."

And so the questions went on. No one had known it at the time, but this guy, Trevor Jackson Bauer, was about to get them into the biggest battle any of them had ever been involved in.

Violet: Well, you certainly changed how me and him met.

Me: I like this one better.

Trevor: Well it IS more interesting.

Bob: Much more than meeting at a hospital.

Me: That's what I was going for. Anyway, I'll get chapter three up in time. Until then, peace bitches.