A/N Dear Primus, people actually *like* this!!! *does happy dance* Thank you, Bloodsabre, Blue eyed Broken winged angel, Moonwalker, CodeRed 73,  Zeheria, and Ashana! You guys really made my day^^

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Disclaimer: If you think I own TF: Armada, then you're crazier than me. If that's possible…

The helicopter was bringing his weapons to bear. Without thinking, Sasha threw herself to the side. A torrent of lasers exploded where she'd been standing. Spinout pulled her to her feet. Looking back, the girl saw a charred hunk of metal that looked like a well-toasted half of a dirt bike.

"Crap! My bike!" she groaned, "I hope you're paying for that, you jerk!"

Now the copter turned to face her.

"Why can't I ever keep my mouth shut?" the human said to herself, and looked for something, anything, to throw at the robot. Grabbing a rock, she hurled it with all her strength. It bounced off the robot's nose.

"OW!" It cried, "Why you little..." The lasers began to glow again. Sasha looked around for another rock. Though with lasers that could roast her dirt bike, she really didn't she could hold it off very long with rocks. A beeping cut through her racing thoughts. Sasha turned back to Spinout, who was calling to her.

Over here! he beeped, and somehow folded himself into a dirt bike.

"How--?" Sasha began.

Forget it! Just get on, you idiot! Spinout yelled, or what sounded like yelling.

Sasha took one more look at the hulking figure behind her and ran towards the minicon-turned-dirt bike. Climbing on, she gasped, "I hope you're fast! And watch who you're calling idiot, you!"

            Without answering, the minicon took off, with Sasha clinging on for dear life. The helicopter fired after them.

"Cyclonus, what are you doing, you imbecile! You'll destroy the minicon!" A voice yelled over his comlink.

"Uh, sorry, sir!" He said, ceasing to fire and chasing after the escaping duo.

Sasha clung to Spinout's handlebars as best she could. The minicon was apparently driving…though it rather disturbed her to think that the bike was driving itself. Then again, a pilot-less helicopter was gunning them down…

"Why the heck do they want you, anyway?!" Sasha cried over the laser fire. The big robot had ceased to fire at them, and was now blowing up the landscape around them, trying to trap the two.

My kind are used by the larger Transformers--like the moron shooting at us--to increase their power! It's a long story, and one I don't think I've got time to tell right now Spinout punctuated his statement by swerving first left, then right, to avoid blasts that would've reduced him to scrap.

"Can't you go any faster?" his passenger yelled as yet another flash of red zipped by.

I'm in overdrive as it is!!

"Then how about I drive?" Sasha asked, changing her hold so that she could grip the handles properly, instead of just barely hanging on. Fortunately, all the controls seemed to be the same as what she was used to. Sasha veered right, the minicon-bike almost parallel to the ground. A second flash detonated right in front of the pair, shattering the ground and sending both human and minicon flying. Spinout changed back into a robot, his green optics flickering before they winked out.

Sasha picked herself up off the ground. 'That's the fifth time I've hit the ground within three hours. Man, this is so not my day.' A familiar laughter from the air caught her attention. "Oh crap."

"Ha ha ha! That minicon is mine!" Cyclonus laughed, hovering overhead.

Spinout's optics lit up again as he came back online.

That's the last time I let you drive. Ouch He finally looked up and saw Cyclonus. Oh, not good

"Ya think?!" Sasha muttered.

Suddenly, another blast came from the side, smashing into one of Cyclonus's helicopter blades and destroying it. "Oh no!" he wailed as he plummeted to the ground and crashed.

            Sasha blinked. "Dude, where'd that come from?" she asked. Then she yelped as a giant hand descended and she was lifted off her feet. 

"Hey! HEY! Help!"

            The robot that had picked her up had a red visor hiding his optics, and was blue, white, and red. Sasha realized he must've been the SUV she'd seen before.

Suddenly emboldened, Sasha gave the robot her darkest glare and began to struggle and squirm in his hand.

"Put me down! Right now!!" she demanded.

The robot smiled in amusement. "What are you doing here? Stop moving around, or I might drop you," he warned.

Sasha glanced down and immediately saw his point. She definitely wouldn't be walking around if she fell from this height, if she even survived the plummet to the ground, which now seemed very far away. As soon as she stopped trying to free herself, the former SUV opened his hand to let her stand on it. He bent down on one knee and reached down with his other arm, which had lacked a hand, Sasha noticed, and had a weapon in place of it.  Spinout climbed up onto the weapon, and the taller robot straightened, bringing his two limbs together so the minicon could join his friend.

"Hey, are you all right?" the girl asked, looking at her friend. One of his shoulders looked damaged.

Blew out my back tire. I can't drive till it's fixed the minicon explained.

"Ouch," Sasha winced, before looking at the taller robot again. "So…was it you who blasted that copter off our tails?" she asked. Her 'captor' nodded.

"Yes. I'm Red Alert," he introduced himself.

"Oh, um, I'm Sasha. And this guy says his name's Spinout," Sasha said, jerking her thumb towards said minicon. Spinout beeped softly.

"So he must have been the minicon we picked up on radar," Red Alert said, "Where did you find him?"

"Back that way, near the cliff," Sasha said, pointing, "But why do you need him, anyway? That helicopter--"

Cyclonus

"Wha-?"
            His name's Cyclonus. He's a Decepticon. That's why he was firing on us

"Oh...okay..." Sasha said, having lost her train of thought. She looked up at Red Alert again and her eyes fell on the red marking on his chest. 'That's the same symbol the semi back there had.' "Hey, what's that?" she asked, pointing to the symbol.

"That's the symbol of the Autobots, my faction."

"So, the red is Autobots, and the purple is Decepticons. Okay, I follow. So, um, what are you going to do with us now?" Sasha said, wincing at how cliché that sounded.

"I've got to get back to the rest of my team."

"And then? What about Spinout?"

"That's up to Optimus," Red Alert explained, setting the girl and her minicon friend on the ground.

"Who's Optimus?" Sasha wanted to know.

"You'll see," the mech said, much to Sasha's annoyance. He took a step back and yelled "Transform!", changing back into an SUV.

Sasha gave a low whistle. "Cool. Can you all do that?"

"Yes. Get in," the newly transformed medic instructed.

Sasha glanced at Spinout, who nodded. We do need a ride

"Point taken," she said, "Oh, wait! Can you take my bike as well? I know it's pretty much totaled, but...I might be able to get it fixed."

"You can put it in the back," Red Alert told her.

"Thanks. It's back that way a bit, where I found Spinout, " Sasha said, climbing into Red Alert's cab. Spinout followed.

"Red Alert here. I've found the minicon, sir," Red Alert spoke over his radio.

"Good work, Red Alert. We'll meet you at the warp point," came the answer.

Sasha reached for the seatbelt and they drove off.

A/N YAY! Another chapter. So, Cyclonus got slagged, Red Alert picked up a couple of hitchhikers, and now Sasha gets to me the Autobots. Now what?

Sasha: You're the author! Don't you know?

SIA: …Am I supposed to?

Sasha: We're doomed. No question, we're definitely doomed.

Spinout: No comment

SIA: Oh well, we'll all find out next chapter. And reviews would help that next chapter get up soon^^
Thanks. Oh, and does anyone know how to do spacing and italics correctly on FF.net? I keep trying, but it's a fifty-fifty chance it'll work, you know? Like now, as you can see. Any help or advice would be much appreciated. And as always, flames, comments, critisms are welcome.

See ya!