A/N: Here's chapter 3. I was amazed and delighted by all the great reviews I got! This chapter is dedicated to FORD B, my first double reviewer :)

Disclaimer: Just realised I haven't been doing this for any of my stories so I'm going to go back and add it in. I don't own transformers. The only thing that are mine is Priscilla, Ice, minor characters and the storyline. (I've not seen the 3rd film so if the plot to that is similar to this It's not intentional)

Chapter 3:

The Bugatti Veyron S.S had been replaced by a huge hulk of a robot. Priscilla realised she hadn't stopped screaming, and it was making her throat ache. She shut up quickly, and ran. Priscilla could see a small wood a few fields away, and she made a beeline for it. Her heart was pounding in her chest, her eyes wide with fear. She didn't want to die. This was the last time she did something rebellious! Her breath was starting to come in painful gasps, Priscilla was pretty unfit; but she kept going. Priscilla reached a huge hedge and stared at it for a moment. How on earth was she supposed to get by it? Glancing behind her, she saw the robot was a lot closer than she thought.

With a terrified squeal, Priscilla threw herself into the hedge. The thorns scratched at her face and the nettles stung her bare legs and arms. Priscilla hit the floor with a thud that knocked the breath out of her. Scrambling to her feet Priscilla backed up, but hit the main root of the hedge. She turned round and tried to fight her way through the hedge, but the brambles were stubborn and wouldn't move. That meant she had to go back the way she'd came. Which meant facing the robot.

Taking a deep, shaking breath, Priscilla clambered out of the hedge. The robot was waiting for her. It stared at her, and Priscilla stared back, then suddenly ran for it. She took it by surprise, and it took a few seconds before it began to follow her again. Priscilla ran along the hedge, looking for a way to get through. As the hedge thinned out, Priscilla prepared to jump through. Then she felt something solid and metallic close round her waist and pluck her off her feet.

"Hey! Put me down!" Priscilla screamed, squirming like a worm in a bird's beak.

"Do you promise not to run off?" The robot asked.

Priscilla hesitated. She hated to lie, and it had gotten her into this mess in the first place. But it was the only way to escape this killer robot. Well, it hadn't actually killed her yet, but Priscilla was pretty sure it would.

"I promise." Priscilla said smoothly.

The robot nodded and set her down. Priscilla dived into the hedge. She pushed her way through and fell out in a heap the other side. Forcing herself to her feet, Priscilla kept going. The wood was in sight now. If she could just make it she could hide, and call her father. There'd be some pretty serious grovelling involved, but with his contacts he could probably get her an air lift out of the wood. Priscilla reached the wood and climbed up into the nearest tree. Sighing in relief, Priscilla relaxed slightly. She yanked her mobile from her pocket, but there was no signal. Priscilla forced herself to stay silent; the urge to scream and throw a full on tantrum was almost overwhelming.

Priscilla watched as the robot met up with three others: a canary yellow one, a silver one and a purple one with red flames on it's side. She could just about here what they were saying.

"Where is she?" the silver one growled in annoyance.

"I don't know." the original robot, which was ice blue, admitted.

"We must find her. She holds the key to everything." the purple one with flames said.

"What if she refuses to help us?" the yellow one asked.

"For her, there is no choice." the purple one said gravely.

Now the adrenalin had stopped pumping, Priscilla was starting to freak out. These great big robots though she 'held the key to everything' and that she had to help them. Not likely! Priscilla was going to go home, take a long bath, and never do anything rebellious again; it was far to dangerous, terrifying, and to be honest, to much effort. She hadn't ran like that since school sports day in Year 3.

Then one of the robots started to move and turn itself inside out. Wheels popped out from it's arms and it managed to concise it's entire body into a purple truck with red flames down one side. Priscilla promptly fell out of her tree and couldn't hold in her yelp of pain as her body hit the hard forest floor.

"Over there! She's over there!" the blue one shouted.

The robots/car things approached the wood at an alarming speed. Priscilla groaned and sat up, rubbing the back of her head. She could feel a bump coming already. The blue robot reached her first and scooped her up.

"Are you okay?" it asked.

"Yes perfectly fine. I was kidnapped by a car that apparently turns into a massive robot, fell out of a tree and now you're either gonna kill me or get me to do some stupid mission for you, then kill me. Yeah, I'm great!" Priscilla said sarcastically.

"This human makes no sense. Bad things have happened to her, yet she says she is fine." the silver one mused.

"I believe it is called sarcasm, Ironhide." the truck turned back into a robot. "It's when a human says the opposite of what they really mean."

"Weird human." the silver one decided.

"You can talk! You're a freaking robot!" Priscilla shouted at the silver one.

It glared at her, then it's arms turned into cannons, which it pointed threateningly at her.

"Ironhide, relax. She means you no harm." the purple one said.

The silver one, Ironhide, mumbled something which sounded like "Not a robot..."

"What are you, then?" Priscilla asked.

"My name is Optimus Prime. This is Bumblebee" he pointed at the yellow robot, "Ironhide, my weapons expert." he pointed at the silver robot, "and Ice" he indicated the sky blue robot. "We are Autobots, we originally come from the planet Cybertron, but our ancient feud with the Decepticons lead to our planet being destroyed as we fought for control over it. The Decepticons have came to earth many times, for various reasons, all there plans ending in the earth being destroyed. Every time, we have defeated them with help from the humans. Now the Decepticons threaten to destroy everything. A new leader has risen through the ranks, Termination. He plans on building a Destruction Engine. If he succeeds, he will use it to destroy earth as revenge against the humans who are allied with the Autobots."

Priscilla gasped. The world was going to end! Just because some stupid soldiers had stuck there noses into an alien battle!

"But I'm not a soldier. I don't know how to fight. I sit at home all day thinking how much better I am than everyone else! Why are you telling me this? I can't help you!" Priscilla started to get hysterical.

"When we learned of Termination's plans, we also learned of a person who has the power to destroy us in the blink of an eye. The Decepticons' want to use this person to there advantage, or if they refuse they will kill this person. This person is you." Optimus Prime explained.

"No! You've got the wrong person! I haven't got some mystical power! I just want to go home!" Priscilla said, tears falling down her face.

"The human is leaking! Call Ratchet!" Ironhide shouted.

"I'm not leaking!" Priscilla shouted back. "And what is a Ratchet?"

"Ratchet is my medical expert, like a human Doctor." Optimus Prime told her.

"Wait a minute. Where is my Bugatti?" Priscilla suddenly remembered her car, which had gone missing in all this transforming madness. Wait a minute. Her car had been sky blue, rather like Ice. Priscilla turned to glare at Ice.

"It's you, isn't it?"

Ice nodded, then turned to Optimus Prime.

"Optimus, let her go home. She looks terrified. I'll keep an eye on her, make sure she's safe. I'm sure she'll come round."

"We haven't got time!" Ironhide argued. "You heard her, she can't even fight! She needs training!"

"I agree with Ice. A day or two won't make any difference." Bumblebee said.

"Agreed. What is your name?" Optimus asked, looking at Priscilla.

"Priscilla Night." she said haughtily.

"Priscilla, Ice will take you home for tonight, where you can think things over. We will return tomorrow." Optimus said, then he, Bumblebee and a reluctant looking Ironhide left.

"I need to put you down so I can change into a Bugatti." Ice explained. "Please, don't run off!"

Priscilla nodded, and stayed put when Ice put her down. The huge Autobot concised itself into the Bugatti, and the door next to Priscilla opened.

As if on que, her father appeared round the corner in one of his many super cars, a Ferrari Enzo.

"What on earth do you think your doing?" he yelled when he saw Priscilla.

A/N: Thank you so so so much to all those who reviewed the previous chapter: EthanPrime21, Noella50881, XxLizelle2013xX, FORD B and DreamBigCreateBigger. It means so much to me that so far everyone likes the story and wants me to continue with it! It inspires me to keep writing! Please review this chapter, even if you've reviewed before!