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A faint giggle sounded through the room along with the sound effects that were coming out the of the TV speakers.

Lying on the couch being the only one home at the moment Shannon "Notch" sat watching an show she liked to watch. She'd already seen the show but that didn't stop her from watching it again on DVD, which she'd recently bought. Leaning over off the couch's edge to get her Suicide[1 she took a quick two gulps of it before replacing it back on its clear water ring on the glass coffee table seating a few inches from her and the couch.

She acquired her nickname "Notch" from her skills with radios and fixing other sound devices from CD players and cassettes to Ipods and car radios. Though it really did start catching on till her freshmen year in high school.

She'd been lying on the couch watching her show for a good hour or so in nothing but her short pajama pants, that she usually wore at night during the summer and her spaghetti strap shirt she got up after pausing her show and headed off towards the kitchen.

After a few minutes and the sound of a plastic container hitting the floor she came back with a bowl of popcorn she had fixed earlier but never made it in the purple plastic bowl. With a smug eager grin on her face she plopped back down and reached for the remote again.

"Wonder if my Aunt has this one?" referring to the DVD mumbling as she pressed play

As the series episode came back into play she thought about her Aunt. She was fun, laid back person from her dad's side of the family. As a matter a fact her Aunt was her dad's older sister, well, really half sister since her aunt's dad had divorced and remained when she and her own sister where teenagers. Shannon hardly ever got to see her let alone talk in person. The only way the communicated was via e-mails and social networks they were both registered to and occasionally IM. The reason why she hardly ever saw her was because she lived on the west coast while she lives in the east coast.

Major problem there.

Right now she was thinking how much she'd like to see her and spend some time with her rather than being here. Shannon and her mom had been getting into more and more 'disagreements' here lately and it was drawing on Shannon's reserve.

"Why do I go thinking about stuff like that?" she grumbling "Getting myself into a bad mood." Sinking into the couch and placed the purple bowl on her stomach. "Me and my . . . dysfunctional family." Watching one of the characters take down his archrival with a blow to the gut.

"God that has to fill good, even if you are against war and all." she talking about the character on TV. Suddenly something catches her attention from the other end of the couch. Seating on the couch's armrest is her Main Coon[2 cat that's staring back at her with lazy large pupil yellow eyes.

Narrowing her own blue eyes "What are you looking at? I can talk to the TV all I want! Not like any one ever listens to me anyway." her cat just flicks its tail and its pupils start to become smaller. Rolling her eyes, tossing popcorn in her mouth, and looking back at the TV "Alright besides you but I want someone who'll talk back, none arguing mind you." Putting another piece of popcorn in her mouth.

Her and her cat sat quietly for the next thirty minutes or so, Shannon occasionally making noises at some random part of the show. Just as the show started coming to an end and the credits rolled she jumped suddenly. At the end of the couch her cat hissed violently and jump off the couch armrest. So use to hearing the sound over such a long time it just drowned out, it took her a minute to realize the crickets in her bearded dragon[3 cage had gone quiet. Suddenly a large flash shot threw the house, blinding her.

Just as suddenly and quickly as it had come it went but Shannon jumped, hard pounding in her chest, as a flash erupted from the back of her house. Like a scene out of a movie everything went quiet and again, scaring her again, the house slightly rattled on its foundation.

She sat there on the couch, how long she wasn't sure, still as a statue, eyes wide like a mouse caught in a corner by a cat. Her heart was pounding so hard it hurt. "What. . .the hell?" she breathed

Making the split second decision Shannon slowly started getting up off the couch and gently placed the purple bowl on the glass table. Making her way to the stares that lead up to her room slowly, getting to the base of the stairs, dashed up them. She only to reappear a minute and half later fully dressed and flashlight in hand. She walked through the kitchen and pulled out an iron skillet, since it was the only thing that could cause harm since she didn't have access to her dad's shotguns. Slipping on her shoes while holding on to the screen door she flew out of in just a few seconds flat.

Running at full strive she jumped the fence that circles her house except for the front of her house and headed toward the field that had long been out of use. Stopping a minute to take a breath she leaned on a small truck of a tree that had fallen, when she had no clue. Something caught her attention, though. Only a few yards away sat a small trench that had come to a stop only inches from an old oak tree she liked to climb so much.

Eyes widening, "It's like a different version of Smallsville." whispering to her self taking a step forward

Flames flickered in the crater at an abnormal white texture. The crater didn't stretch far but its deep enough. Shannon walks cautiously forward feeling the heat emitting from the crater. Again her eyes widen at what's inside.

Kinda like an deformed egg made of metal she thought watching pieces of what she presumed where rock fall off the metal shell underneath.

Abruptly the thing started to move, trembling violently. Letting out a startled gasp she took a step backward but fail but admittedly scrambled back trying to put as much distance between her and the egg looking thing. Her curiosity prevented her from going far though.

"This-this is soooo unreal." She stutters finally coming to a stop dropping her flashlight and skillet

The noise, she realized, had stop that she admittedly identifies as something mechanical and if her eyes could have gotten any bigger they would have. Slowly a human like creature started to emerge from the still amber admitting crater. Before she realized she'd done it Shannon had snapped around and was running the opposite direction, her heart in her chest pounding like an automatic hammer against the inside of her ribcage. Running around behind another tree she leaned back panting up a sweat, scared more than she could ever remember being. Sliding down letting her shirt rise up her back she sits down and stays that way for a few minutes before regaining some courage and peeking around the side of the tree.

After a few minutes of taking in the scene she suddenly realizes something isn't quite right. The creature staggers, getting to its slightly thin but tall legs as it attempts to get out of the crater seeming way to much of an effort for it. Catching its self on the old oak tree its four fingered hand slices the trees bark as it slid off. Shannon winching back as it lets out a strange sound and falls to the ground below in a loud thud.

Taking in a deep breath and standing, she felt her courage return back to her slightly. Making a wide circle but not taking her eyes of the metal heap. She cocked her head back as it makes another sound. It's a low slightly high pinched sound. A screech.

Shannon let out a screech of her own when, without warning, it rolled over onto its back exposing its chest and face. Regaining her poseur and getting back up, Shannon slowly started to get closer and looked over the metal creature, it didn't look as big as she first thought but still way taller than herself.

"It can fit in the old shed." Mumbling as she started to chew on her fingernails out of habit in thought. Looking over the metal creature, it's a dark tented with mercury silver plates. But what really caught her attention was all the gashes and scorched metal. 'Its like it he went threw Robot Wars and lost.' She thought to herself. Even at her cautious distance she could see light blue glowing liquid energy seeping out of the gashes that were scattered all over his body and was eating at the grass below leaving holes and singed grass blades.

"Around twenty foot maybe shorter" contemplating his size

Shannon froze in place as two faintly glowing blue 'eyes' turned her way or had it already been studying her?! She stiffened and stood straight, arms stiff at her sides, even with the frantic look on her face she didn't move, like a animal right before its tragic end. The blue eyes flickered off as it tried to roll back over again but only made it half way to his side. Attempting to get on its hands and knees it only succeeded in falling with a metallic moan. Something caught Shannon's eyes that she hadn't noticed before. It was trembling making a slight tinkering noise, like keys against each other.

"Its in pain" she whispered to her self now more concerned than scared out of her witz

Taking a deep breath and summoning all the courage she could muster she started forward cautiously afraid that she'd make the wrong move and scare the crap out of the thing and end up under his fist smashed into a nice human pancake.

She admittedly stopped when the pairs of pale blue eyes turned on her again. Shannon didn't know if she was trembling enough for the creature to she, she was too caught up watching it. Gulping she put her arms out at her sides. "Hey big guy." She began, voice low. "I'm not going to hurt you, alright." she mentally hit herself for saying that she wasn't the one with fists as big as a drawing table."

She looked into the two glowing blue eyes more. They were like camera lenses without the glass and had a light inside of them. Comparing them to a camera lens seemed rather unobtrusive but that's was the best her currently, scared brain, could come up with.

Slowly she raised her arm completely going out of her own comfort zone, but it just seemed the right thing to do at the moment. Walking closer until if she leaned forward slightly she could touch him. He was admitting heat. Reaching out she stopped when it flinched back. When the blue eyes came back on he seemed to relax a fraction seeing no harm had come to him.

Glancing up at the strange creature that had her hand on him he saw a small, nervous smile on her face but it was a kind smile none the less.

"like I said, I wont hurt cha'." She said "I don't think I could if I tried." Looking at the gash on its shoulder she could see where its metal skin came back at sharp looking jagged edges and even a wire at the bottom that dripped the glowing liquid. It reminded her of the liquid inside a glow stick.

"Can you talk?" the creature turned his attention back up at her "Can you speak?" pointing her fingers at her throat. She ignored how silly she sounded and probably looked.

His blue eyes flickered once as he cocked his head to the side slightly, looking straight into Shannon's eyes. She jumped when it without warning out the most ear piercing sound she'd ever heard. Grinding back she watched concerned as he started, well, what she guessed was coughing.

"I'll take that as a no. Can you understand me?"

The creature just starred at her and she starred back. Shannon deadpanned a moment later. Heaving out a sigh she scratched her head looking around before turning back toward him. After a few minutes of struggling Shannon got him to his feet, though keeping her distance so if he lost his balance she wouldn't get squashed.

He was in bad shape and the trail he was leaving by she knew using common sense that it wasn't a good thing how much he'd lost. That and his body trembling. Ignoring it the best she could but encouraging him to walk she lead him to the only place that could fit him but get him out of the open, from potential prying eyes and the elements. The old shed behind her house.

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Suicide: several deferent types of beverages (soda) mixed to create one drink. In this case, none alcoholic drink.

MainCoon: 'the gentle giant' is one of the largest breeds of domestic cat, The breed is one of the oldest natural breeds in North America and originated from New England. A common house cat. (source Wikipedia)

Bearded dragon: 'Ponga' popular exotic pet, native to Australia, broad triangular heads and flattened bodies (source Wikipedia)

A/N:

Edit: this chapter I edited a lot more than I thought I would. For some reason most everything was in the wrong pov. than I normal use.

Transformers and all related char(s) belong to their owners.

Except Shannon and the Transformer -his name will come later- and the plot, which are mine.