Dusk meets Sam's roomie!does she like him? Or does she not? What's a Halfling Guardian supposed to do when her charge has a mental breakdown?

This girl does not own Transformers, (but the OC's are mine bwahaha! The realm of Cybres is mine) but she wishes she did, because, frankly, that'd be awesome!

My Characters-Trans Counterparts Mentioned in this chap.

Michael Greyman (Firesword Ivorra)-None

Silver Greyman (Silverstar Ivorra)- Arcee (Prime-Verse)

Dusk Greyman- None

Tomosal Ivorra-Optimus Prime

Sideslash-Sideswipe

Moranthi Ivorra-Megatron

Karrick-Bumblebee

Chapter 4

Einstein's Wrong

Dusk POV

The car ride went in silence, Sam wasn't happy, I wasn't happy, and I don't know if 'Bee was or not.

What better time to break the ice.

Or so Sam thought.

"So how did you get mixed up in all of this?" he asked.

"It wasn't by choice," I said, "That's for sure. But I don't mind being around them, it makes me seem normal in a way."

"Normal?" Sam asked, "How so? Don't tell me you're a trekkie,"

"Heeey," I said, "I happen to like Star Trek, and no, it's much weirder."

"Go on…" he said.

"To put it simply," I said, "I'm closer in biology to 'Bee here than you,"

Sam's jaw slacked, "So you're an Autobot?"

I groaned leaning back in my seat.

"No," I sighed, "I'm a Halfling, and not even from this universe."

"You're going to have to tell me the whole story," Sam said, "'Cause I'm confused."

And so I told him what I knew, from my beginnings, to my meeting of the 'Bots, to my training, all the way up to the meeting in the cemetery.

"I'm different," I concluded, "And I'm supposed to protect you, along with 'Bee."

The Autobot scout hummed in response.

"Can you talk?" I asked him.

"He can't, so he uses the radio to talk," Sam said, "Optimus said something about his voice box being damaged in battle,"

"More like being ripped out," a new voice said.

"What do you mean?" I asked, "Sam, he talks just fine,"

Sam shook his head, "He didn't say anything."

'Bee hit the brakes.

"You can understand me?" the voice said, shocked.

"Yeah," I said, "Why? 'Bee?"

"Because the only words I can use are a form of Cybertronian," 'Bee said, "But you can understand me! How?"

"Maybe it's because of the fact that my genetics are like yours," I said, shrugging, "Maybe its because I hang around 'Sides more often than my human friends."

I turned towards Sam.

"So…how much longer til we're there? I don't thi…Woooow," I said, as the school came into view, "That's a big school,"

"You have no idea," Sam said.

"So…until we can get you your own housing," Sam said, opening the door to his dorm, "You can stay here,"

"With the other guys?" I asked, closing an eye.

"Relax," he said, dismissively, "They won't bother you."

"Sam!" a voice yelled, "where the he…well, hello,"

It was a guy about a few inches shorter than me (heck, everyone's shorter than me!) he looked Latino or at least had some Hispanic background in him.

"Leo," Sam said, "this is Dusk, Dusk, this is…"

"Leo Spitz," he said, taking my hand, and grinning, "¿Dónde has sido mi ángel de toda la vida, me encantaría…"

An image suddenly formed in my head that was not mine, words sounded in Leo's voice. It was his…thoughts?

I'd sort that out later.

My anger reached its boiling point. What he wanted to do…I did not.

My hand snaked out and gave him a sharp right hook.

He fell flat.

"What the he…"

"Pretty, yes," I growled, "Blind…not so much,"

He blinked.

"I am no toy," I snarled, "So I think it'd be the best idea if you stayed away. Or that little right hook? That was me holding back my full strength."

He nodded vigorously, Sam looked at me, then at Leo.

"What did your parents do for a living?" he asked.

"Mom, ambassador, Dad…" I grinned, "Former Army, currently in Law Enforcement."

"I'd take her advice," Sam said, helping Leo up, who was still nursing his cheek, "You know those army types…"

"Sam…" I warned.

"Riiight," Leo said, wandering out of the room, "I'm gonna find something to put on this…"

As soon as he left the dorm, I heard a girlish scream and something about "Dear God it hurts!"

I snorted, cleared off a bit of the couch and sat down.

"Ugh," I said, picking up a slice of old pizza and flinging it away.

"He's…not really that bad," Sam said.

"No," I agreed, "He's worse."

Sam sighed, "I can't fight with you there, why don't you get some sleep? My first class, Astronomy 101 is in a few hours, why don't you come with?"

"And bore myself to death?" I asked.

"Leo's not in it…" he tempted.

"Did I mention I love Astronomy?" I asked.

I did manage to fall asleep on that crusty couch, fortunately.

Unfortunately, I was knocked into another nightmare.

****Dream****

A red and blue bot that reminded me of Prime herded two teenagers down a hill.

"Michael, Silver, run! Hide yourselves!" the 'Bot yelled as the teens hid behind an old log.

The girl peeked up, watching the bot start in a defensive position while a silver bot started his attack.

The girl was the one who had died in my other nightmare.

"I should have known they would find a way to revive you, Moranthi," the Prime double snarled as he parried his opponent's sword.

"Yes, but you did not, brother" the silver bot, Moranthi, said laughing, "Give up the Halfling girl and she will be all we destroy. The rest of this useless planet will be left alone. You would agree brother, one life for the sake of the rest of the planet? Is that not what your precious Messiah did?"

Silver was a Halfling? Like me?

"He gave his own life. Not an innocent child's," the red and blue bot growled, whirling his swords.

"She shall not be innocent for long. 'Or destroy its world beyond repair.' Do you not remember that bit of the Prophecy, Tomosal Ivorra? Her life, for the planet. That is all I ask,"

A bullet whizzed over Silver's head and she hid behind the log again.

"Don't do it," the boy, Michael, whispered, "Don't give her to him,"

"No," Tomosal said softly.

Silver peeked back up.

Tomosal's spent, his armor was dented badly, swords twisted and flickering feebly.

"What?" Moranthi asked, "What did you say?"

"No," Tomosal repeated, "I will not let you have her, because you will never stop at one! I shall take you all on!"

The Ivorra leapt into action, fighting with a ferocity that was unparalleled, and judging by Silver's reaction to him, apparently it was something she had never seen before.

Moranthi was stunned for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure, throwing the Ivorra across the clearing.

The blue and scarlet mech staggered to his feet and looked around, his frazzled blue optics searching.

"Silver! Where are you?" he cried.

Faster than even my eyes could see, Moranthi thrust his sword through Tomosal's chest from behind. The Autari screamed and clawed at the blade piercing his armor.

"You are so weak," Moranthi sneered, shooting Tomosal with his cannon and dropping him to the ground.

Tomosal hit the ground.

"Silver," he gasped, "Run!"

His glowing blue eyes dimmed, turning grey, and he was gone.

Silver watched in horror as his armor faded from its fire-red and cobalt-blue to a monotonous, dull grey…like gunmetal.

Like ashes.

Like…death.

She gave a heart-wrenching cry, Michael grabbed her arm and hauled her up to her feet.

"There's nothing you can do," he said, pain in his eye, "We've got to run!"

Silver nodded mutely and ran. More bots, winged teens and soldiers appeared, gunning down Moranthi and his bots. It was really bad; a yellow Camaro that looked stunningly like 'Bee drove up. Michael and Silver came to a sliding stop in front of the car.

"He's gone!" Silver said shaking, "Tomosal's…dead!"

****End of Dream****

"YAH!" I screamed, shooting upright.

The moment of Tomosal's death replayed in my mind. The bot that looked so much like Prime…was dead.

"You awake?" Sam asked, coming into the room, "That's gre…whoa, are you ok?"

"Y-yeah," I said, shaking my head, "Just a nightmare."

"Oh, well, it's gone now," Sam said, awkwardly, "Let's get moving,"

"Yeah," I said, getting up.

The sooner I'm out of Leo Town, the better.

As we entered the hall, I have a gasp as I saw who sat next to the only two available seats.

My own personal demon.

I gripped Sam's shoulder.

"I thought you said he wouldn't be in this class!" I hissed.

"He must have transferred," Sam said, shrugging as he sat down.

I grudgingly followed suit.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you," I muttered under my breath.

"Space. Time. Gravity," the professor said, taking a bite of an apple and letting it drop to the floor.

A girl picked it up.

"Thank you," she mouthed.

"Finish that for me," the prof said.

I rolled my eyes and settled deeper into my chair.

This was not going to be a fun class.

"We're going on a journey together, you and I, today. All you eager, nubile, young minds on the very cusp of adulthood," the prof said.

Sam suddenly froze beside me, I tuned out the prof and looked at the guy I was supposed to watch over.

"Sam?" I asked, "You ok?"

He moved his hand, almost as if something were there, and he was trying to brush it down.

"Sam?" I asked, touching his shoulder.

A shock ran through me, glyphs and symbols flashed through my mind.

"Ouch!" I hissed, sucking my wounded hand, "Sam! Snap out of it!"

He began flipping through his Astronomy book, faster and faster.

"Sam!" Leo hissed, "Sam, what are you doing?"

For once, I agreed with the Leo. This was getting freaky.

Suddenly, Sam slammed down the book cover, making me jump, and thrust his hand into the air. The prof glared at him.

"Put your hand down," Leo pleaded, "Put your hand down,"

"Young man," the prof said, "There are no questions until I've reached the climax of my lecture."

"I just finished your book and there's only one problem. Einstein's wrong," Sam said, his eyes blinking rapidly.

The class laughed.

I facepalmed, "Sam you idiot!"

He got out of his seat and headed towards the front, "Energy does equal mass time the velocity of light squared in this dimension, but what about the other seventeen? We haven't even talked about the other seventeen!"

I absentmindedly wondered if he possibly meant my universe.

He leaped up on the stage and started to write on the blackboard, in the same glyphs I'd seen when I touched him.

"Clear example," he said, triumphantly turning around, "Break down the elemental components of energon, assume a constant decay rate and extrapolate for each of the…"

He let out a series of sounds that I knew weren't human. I looked at Leo, who was taking a new interest in his shoes.

"Sam…" I breathed.

"Fourteen galactic convergences it took the Sentinel Prime expedition to receive an…Echo on its signal, you wind up with an formula for inter-dimensional energy increase that mass and light alone can't possibly explain!" Sam said, "Come on, guys, I can't be the only one in the class who…"

He gave a wince and froze.

"Dear God, what did I do?" a voice that was not mine said in my head.

Sam?

It was his voice!

What was going on?

"Young man," the prof said, "I will not be punk'd in front of the dean."

A woman in the front row gasped.

"No, this is my universe here," the prof said, icily, "Do you understand? I am the alpha and the omega. Get out of my class!"

"Yes, sir," Sam muttered.

"Anyone else care to have some sort of a mental breakdown?" the prof asked.

"Come on, bot boy," I said, softly as I grasped his arm, "Let's get you back to the dorm."

"I need to call Mikaela," he said, frantically, "I need to talk to her!"

"I've got your phone," I said, "Let's get outta here first, 'kay?"

A/N: Ugh! That took forever! Sorry for the length (and the dullness) more action next chapter, I promise! Dusk tangles with the Pretender next time! BTW: Dusk's parents are on a different timeline. Tomosal is still alive, as is Silver, so no worries! The events that Dusk has nightmares about is in Cybres' past, but Second Earth's and Cybertron's future.

Title from Steve Jablonsky's Einstein's Wrong (This actually came from the movie's score)

Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.