Chapter 2

Two uploads in one day! Not that it means much since this only the second chapter. But still yaknow? Anyway so ya met Annabelle and saw how she interacted with the others. What did you think? Anyway I won't waste too much time up here. ONWARD TO THE BATTLE FIELD!

"So Raph, since when did you and Jack start hanging out?" Annabelle asked after school as she and Raphael walked down the street. Raphael shrugged.

"Not long ago actually, maybe a year." He said, Annabelle smirked.

"Crash. and that Miko girl? What's the deal with her?" she asked, "She's not with Jacky is she?"

"No, we're all just pretty much friends." Raph said, clutching the straps of his backpack. Annabelle smiled.

"Good, so what do you wanna do kiddo? Not really much to do in this town though. Well except maybe motor racing." She said. Raph bit his lip.

"I don't think that's such a good idea. Last time I went to one of those with you my mom found out and I got grounded." He said. Annabelle pouted.

"Sorry bout that."

~0~

"Where's Rafael?" Jack asked, Miko huffed.

"Stayed behind to talk to that Leon girl." She grunted. Jack sighed and rubbed the back of his head.

"Oh that's not good." He mumbled.

"Why? What's the story with this girl you two keep talking about?" Arcee asked. Jack look up.

"Well Annabelle has a history." He explained, "She's been to Juvie a few times."

"For what? Her bad personality?" Miko asked with an annoyed snort. Jack shook his head then began naming a few reasons.

"More like vandalism, joyriding, illegal motor racing," He said, just to name a few, "But the more recent, stealing and scrapping cars."

"She steals cars?" Miko asked, "So that's why she was eyeballing Bulkhead and Arcee. I think she'd have a hard time with these two."

"Yeah, I don't think she does that anymore. After she stole the principal's car she got busted," He said, "And was sent to a juvenile detention center for a while. She wasn't supposed to come back for at least another year."

"How'd that happen?" Miko growled.

"More than likely? Her parents bought out her bail." Jack said, "Annabelle comes from a rich family, I don't know what they do but their loaded."

"Explains the spoiled brat attitude." She grumbled, "But what's she got to do with you and Raf?"

"We used to hang out in junior high, then after my mom found out what she did in her spare time, made me stop seeing her." Jack explained, "That's when she started hanging out with Rafael. Then they started getting into trouble together—well more like she started getting him into trouble."

"Now you're worried it's going to happen again?" Arcee asked, Jack nodded.

"Yeah sort of." He said, "At least with her fresh out of Juvie she won't cause too much trouble right away."

~0~

Arachnid was flying from Deceptacon troopers. She had interfered with some digging in nearby mines for energone, and now they were after her for stealing from them. Arachnid ducked and weaved to avoid getting hit when one of them shot out one of her propellers.

"Damnit!" Swore Arachnid as she headed downward, right outside of town.

Meanwhile further away Rafael and Annabel were walking back the day was spent pretty much just talking with the two.

"Today was good Raf, good to see I still got at least one friend here." Annabel said Rafael smiled.

"I'll always be your friend Annabelle." He said, "Anyway see you tomorrow."

"See ya kid." Annabel said then the two went their separate ways. Annabel turning right while Rafael turned left, to their respected homes—Annabel's house wasn't very far. She sighed as she entered the fairly large building.

"I'm home." She said with a tone of malice in her voice, "Not that anyone's around to notice."

Annabel huffed as she through her bag into her room and slammed the door shut. She plopped down on her bed and sighed, when suddenly she heard a crash in her back yard. She stood and looked out her window.

"What the?" She mumbled as she saw a helicopter land right in her yard. "How the hell…."

Suddenly the copter transformed into a large megabot. Annabel gasped, "No way!"

She then flew open her bedroom door and ran down stairs and out the door to her backyard, to get a better look at this marvelous thing that crashed into it. She ran outside and gawked as it began to move and making noise like it was talking. It was swearing and grumbling about something shooting it down. Suddenly it caught sight of Annabel. She froze.

"And just what in the all-spark are you staring at?" It hissed at her. Annabel stood in amazed silence, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. It looked like something out of a video game, the one's she used to play with Raph at the arcade. It was unbelievable. Just then she felt the ground below her shake. Annabelle jumped to see a rather large, rather angry looking humanoid bot standing over her.

"What….what are you?" She asked staring up in amazement. Arachnid scowled down at her, then smirked.

"I'm an ex-con from cybertron. " She said proudly, Annabel pursed her lips.

"Sounds like something from a movie or a video game." She said crossing her arms. Arachnid scowled, and slammed her hand onto the ground making Annabel fall from the force. She then plucked the girl from the ground and held her up to her face.

"Hey!"

"You're not afraid of me?" She asked, Annabel crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes to Arachnid.

"Should I be?" she asked giving Arachnid a superior tone. Arachnid smirked.

"Well I could snuff you out with a wave of my hand." She said. Annabel scowled, then tilted her head to find that this Ex-con—or whatever—was damaged on its arm.

"I wouldn't if I were you." She said, "Cause I'm pretty sure I could fix that hole in your arm."

Arachnid scowled back at Annabel and thought for a moment. If this child could patch her up, perhaps she'd be worth keeping around. She set Annabel on the ground.

"And what makes you so sure that you can?" She asked, Annabel gave her a look as she crossed her arms.

"I work on cars a lot, you can't be much different." She said, then pointed towards her garage, "Come step into my office. I'll see what I can do."

Arachnid scowled as she released Annabelle and followed her into the rather large garage. It was filled with many human vehicles. One of which reminded Arachnid of a certain yellow and black Autobot, while another reminded her of Break Down, one of her former comrades from the Decepticons. She scowled as the black haired girl walked to the furthest edge of the building, then turn to face her.

"Are you ready?" Annabelle asked, looking up at Arachnid who gave her a slight sneered look in return. She didn't really believe that this small human could possibly do anything to fix her arm. However, she was a bit desperate—even if only a little—so she presented her wounded arm. Annabelle looked at it, slightly perplexed. True to the rumors about her, she was able to fix, scrap, or upgrade any vehicle she'd encountered, however this was something new. A real challenge. She'd never seen anything like this, nothing like the robot standing before her.

"Well human?" Arachnid's voice asked, there was an edge to her voice. Annabelle scowled.

"Can it bot." She hissed back. She then turned and walked toward a metal tool closet and retrieved a blow torch and helmet. This was going to be fun.

After a few hours of soldering and figuring out what went where Annabelle finally managed to fix the whole in the ex-con's arm. She removed her helmet and let out a sigh; it felt amazing to work on metal again. It had been three years after all, and this was definitely a fun way to work out her own rustiness.

Arachnid looked at the patch job. It was pretty well done, for a human that is. Maybe she would keep this kid around. She looked down at Annabel who was now covered in grease and wiping herself free of the slimy gunk.

"Do I know how to fix a machine or what?" She asked. Arachnid smirked.

"Don't get so full of yourself human, but I do like your style." She said, Annabel scowled and crossed her arms.

"Thanks I guess, by the way the name's Annabel." She said, "Not kid. And what do I call you?"

"Arachnid, but don't get too comfortable calling me that?" Arachnid said, "You're just lucky I haven't scrapped you yet."

"Oh? Then who would you have gotten to fix that arm of yours?" Annabel asked with a smirk, "I don't see many mechanics that could fix a motor like yours. Anyway if you think that's good, you should see how quick I can take em apart too."

"Oh?"

"Tch, I've scrapped bigger things than you in my sleep." Annabel bragged, "Of course that was when I had a crew to help me. But I can still hold my own."

"That so?" Arachnid asked, as a though passed through her mind. Maybe she could recruit this human child, Annabelle. It worked for the autobots after all, so why not? "If that's the case how would you like to do something for me?"

"What kind of something?" Annabel asked a slight smirk tugging at her lips. Doing a job for a giant robot seemed like fun. It'd definitely spruce up anything in the po-dunk town she was in.

"There are others like me out there. But they're not as nice as myself." Arachnid asked. Annabel gave her a look.

"You threaten to snuff me out and you call yourself nice?" she asked, Arachnid scowled, "Go on, I'm listening."

"Right. As I was saying, if I can get you to scrap them, I believe we could have a pretty nice partnership in the making." Arachnid went on.

"What's in it for me?" Annabel asked. Arachnid pursed her lips.

"Well the tech they have is probably worth more than anything you humans can come up with. After you scrap them you can do with the parts however you want." She said. Annabel huffed.

"Please, my family's loaded, I don't need money." She said, "But Sure I'll do it. Jasper Navada is boring as hell, I could use a little bit of excitement."

"Then we have a deal?" Arachnid asked Annabel nodded. "I can definitely make it worth your while if you scrap a certain Autobot."

"What's an autobot?" Annabelle asked. Arachnid rolled her eyes, though at the same time, wasn't too surprised with the fact that a human wouldn't know anything about Cybertron or any of her kind.

"Leave it to say that they're a lot like me." She said, "Other…transformers, if you will. We aren't much on friendly terms for reasons you don't need to know. They're a ruthless bunch, luckily however, they're very much outnumbered by the Decepticons, another group of my kind, whom I don't associate with."

"A Loner huh? I can dig that." Annabelle said untying her hair which she previously had tied back into a pony tail. "So bring it on. I'll scrap whatever you bring me. Jasper Navada's probably the most boring place on earth. Hanging with you oughta be fun."

~0~

The next day Annabelle came to school with a knowing grin. Knowing that she was now part of something much more entertaining that Jasper High. She walked past Rafael who frowned.

"Hey Ann, what's up? You're in a good mood today." He said, Annabel nodded.

"Oh yeah. Something exciting happened to me yesterday." She said, heading to her locker and entering the combination.

"Oh? Like what?" Rafael asked, Annabel went to speak but shut her mouth and shook her head.

"Nothing kiddos like you need to worry about." She said, Rafael gave a look of worry.

"Last time you said that you got sent to Juvie." He said. Annabel pursed her lips as she took out a text book from her locker and replaced it with her bag. She then smirked.

"It's nothing illegal—at least there's no laws against it I mean. Nothing to worry about, I promise." She said, Raf gave her a look saying he didn't quite buy it. Annabel then put up her right hand, "Scouts honor."

"You're not a scout." He said. Annabel stuck her tongue out.

"My point is, there's nothing for you to worry about. It's just an exciting hobby." She said, Raf scowled, all Annabel's hobbies included something illegal. Be it scraping cars for parts or racing them in a demolition derby. He was worried. Aw don't look at me like that it's really nothing."

"Then how come you can't tell me?" Rafael asked scowling at her.

"Hmm…It's sort of like your club with Darby and whatsherface." Annabel said.

"Annabel that's not fair. How do I know you're not doing something illegal?" he asked, Annabel turned and scowled down at him.

"You have my word, isn't that enough?" she asked him.

"Well…yeah. It's just that…"Rafael mumbled trying to find the right words to say. Finally Annabel gave him a wink.

"Just take my word for it. If nothing I'm a girl of my word yaknow?" she said, "It's not illegal, but it is out of this world."

With that she took up her books and walked to class. Rafael bit his lip and went his own first period, all the while wondering what Annabel's new hobby was. Sure, he trusted her—somewhat—he trusted her to not tell him the truth at least, not the whole truth about what she was doing. Rafael sighed, he's just have to take her word for it.

In class Annabelle sat in her seat awaiting class to start, when Jack came in and sat next to her. She smiled.

"Hey Darby, how's it goin?" She asked smoothly. Jack sighed and looked to her.

"Listen, Annabelle, I really don't wanna get mixed up with you. So please, don't talk to me." He said, Annabelle scowled.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" She hissed crossing her arms, "Are you still mad about the last time, at the motor races? I told you, I thought you were right behind me. How was I supposed to know you couldn't run that fast? You looked fit."

Jack shook his head, and looked to the front of the room. Annabelle leaned toward him, and scowled.

"Listen Jack, I know I don't look the part, but I really have changed. Believe me." She said giving a sympathetic look. Jack didn't buy it. Annabelle sighed, "Would it help if I said I was sorry?"

Jack let out a sigh, "Fine what do you want?"

"To rekindle our friendship of course. Just getting back everyone thinks I'm going to cause more trouble." Annabelle said with a pout. Jack rolled his eyes.

"Gee, I wonder why? Maybe it's the fact that you stole the principle and every upperclassman's car?" he asked Annabelle pursed her lips together.

"That's the past, I won't be stealing anymore cars anytime soon." She said placing her hands behind her head, "I've got bigger plans in store for this lame ass town."

"What?" Jack asked, Annabelle smirked.

"Nothin."

Sorry bout the long delay for this chapter. Sort of hit a bit of writers block half way through. So this things turned into more of a filler chapter with a hint of plot. Sorry bout that, see you next chapter. Autobots roll out! REVIEW!