WAH!!! CH.2 IS DONE!!! drumroll And…I'd like to welcome another person to the fic!

Name: Kay Sheppard owned by LoneGenesis

Age: 17

Hair: Dark Brown

Eyes: Light Green

Height: 5'2''

Weight: 110

Favorite Colors: (don't know if ya'll need it or not so what the heck) Gold and Red

Personality: Quiet by nature. A keep to herself type of person. Does things at her own pace type of girl. But when asked to do something she does. Helpful and good with tools and electronics.

Transformer Alias: Shadow Drifter

Transformations:

1. Fox (think shadow fox)

2. F-117 Nighthawk

3. Griffin but a fox and jet mix

Colors: Black, red, and gold

Optics: Dark Green

Weapons: Back mounted gattling gun (again think shadow fox)

Appearance: Similar to that of Skull-1 in Robotech but obvious color difference.

Personality: same as human counterpart. She's the best when it comes to stealth. Undetectable on radar and scopes she can slip through enemy lines no problem. When it comes down to sabotage work she can slip in and out with ease.

Weaknesses: she's practically a near mute. Only talks when the time calls for it will she ever speak. She's not all that heavily built. Only is armored enough to get her by.

Ch.2

Outta the Way!

Storm's Coming Through!

"Look…I have no idea what happened to me alright?!" Minerva was telling this for the hundredth time while sitting on the floor in the Autobot base. All the Autobots, except for Optimus and Blurr, had been shooting questions at her. "I just…felt something calling for me, crawled into some cave, found this craft, and BAM! I become one of you guys!"

"Yea you guys, leave her alone! She's just as confused as you are!" Max was standing with her arms crossed over her chest glaring at each Autobot in turn.

Minerva nervously rubbed the gold bracelets on her wrist…after she had found out they wouldn't come off. She had tugged and yanked on them for who knows how long while traveling back to the Autobot base, but they had refused to come off. "Why did my life have to take a sudden turn?"

Optimus gazed thoughtfully at the craft sitting on the ground; it had done nothing ever since changing back. He raised one hand to silence his men before he knelt down and stood…well…almost eye to eye with Minerva. Minerva had sensed from the beginning that Optimus was someone to respect, so she waited patiently for his question.

"Pardon my men Minerva, they're just curious. We just wanted to know…" he gave a side glance to the craft again," that's no ordinary craft you have there."

"No kidding…wonder what else it can do…" She scratched her head slightly…when the words just came out of her mouth. "Shot 2!" Everyone watched in surprise when the craft suddenly transformed again. The cockpit folded up while a drill extended out from beneath it and the cannons detached from the sides and reattached to either side above the drill. The wings folded down into the main body and wheels appeared. Soon the jet had transformed into a drill tank. "Whoa…"

"Oook…how did she do that?!" Hot Shot reached over to prod the craft just as Minerva spoke again.

"Shot 3!" The craft changed again, this time becoming a bulky boat. Hot Shot stumbled back in surprise and landed on his aft. "Er…Shot 4?" The boat changed again until it represented a drill gun. A handle like thing actually extended out from beneath it while the cannons attached to the sides of the drill. "….um…Shot…5?" The whole thing flipped over as legs extended from under the craft and a wolf head popped out of an opening, with the drill and cannons being the thing's tail. The thing now was an odd wolf creature. "…shot 6?" This time, nothing happened.

Max scratched her head. "I'm guessing the last transformation is your robot form."

"Guess so…wows…six transformations total!" Minerva fondly patted the wolf thing, getting no response though. "Weird…it's like this thing doesn't have a life of its own."

"Well…it doesn't have a spark." Red Alert rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "It merely seems to be the shell of a transformer, it would seem Minerva, you are what gives it life."

Minerva's mind flashed back to when she had attached to the thing and transformed. "Yea…that's pretty weird…oh…and er…I don't think I know any of you…"

Optimus's optics showed a glimmer of a smile. "I'm sorry, where are my manners. I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots."

Minerva gave a hint of smile. "Nice to meet you Prime."

"Call me Optimus."

"Sure thing." She rubbed her head slightly. She was getting weird images in her head, but she brushed them away.

Optimus tiled his head watching her actions. "Are you alright?"

"Yea…I'm fine…nothing to worry about…" After introductions she nodded. "Nice to meet all of you."

Max poked Minerva in the back. "Dude, you need a name for yourself while your being all robotish and all."

Minerva rubbed her chin and scratched her head while she thought. "Hmmmm…" A name simply popped into her head within the next second. "How about…SixShift?" Max gave a thumbs up.

"Good enough for me…" Just then her stomach growled. "Er…how about getting some chow?" Minerva laughed as she got up.

"It was really nice meeting you guys…maybe tomorrow we can visit again?"

Optimus nodded. "Of course…and if you wish, your craft can stay here."

"It's called a transector."

"…how do you know?"

Minerva shrugged. "Dunno, just did." Minerva then tramped out with Max, the two talking rapidly together.

Rad shook his head." Life just got more interesting."

A race official cursed and stomped his foot at a racer. "What do you mean you can't ride that car?!"

The racer backed up nervously while putting his hands up." Hey, that thing is weird, I swear! I tried to get into it…and it spat me back out!" He cast a terrified look at the black muscle sports car that sat in its parking spot. "Its…it's like it has a mind of its own!"

"I don't give a care! I want that car in the race tomorrow! NO EXCUSES!!!" He then spun around angrily and stomped off. The racer cast one last look at the car before he made his own exit. No one noticed, but for a second, the car seemed to glow softly for a second before the light faded.

Next Morning

Minerva slapped her alarm clock angrily as she tried to go back to sleep. "Its Saturday…lemme sleep…zzzz…"

"HEY MINERVA!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAKEY WAKEY!!!"

"ARRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!" Minerva shrieked as she tumbled out of her bed in surprise. She looked up to behold the hysterically laughing Max.

"…why did I let you stay at my apartment?"

"…dunno…XD" Max slapped her thigh and was still laughing as she made her way to the kitchen. Minerva grumbled before she spied a very interesting way to get payback.

Max was cheerfully whistling as she fried eggs on the stove. She didn't notice Minerva sneaking up with a water balloon AND a small bag of flour. "Hey Minerva! How do you like your-"

POW! One second, Max was clean as a whistle…next second, she was covered from head to foot in flour. Minerva was laughing so hard she was gagging as she flopped backwards on the ground holding her sides. Max's gold-yellow eyes with grey-blue flecks blinked out from a thick blanket of white.

"…wow…Minerva…didn't know you had it in you…PAYBACK!" Max then started tickling Minerva relentlessly.

"H-HEY! NO FAIR! Hehehehe…you're…getting…me….HAHA…dirty to!!"

An hour later, after the two had cleaned up and had breakfast, Minerva slapped her head.

"Crap! I almost forgot about the grand derby!"

"You mean that race you bought tickets for eons ago?"

"Actually, it was exactly two weeks ago."

"…"

"Ummm…forget I said anything." Minerva dug through her draws until she drew out several tickets. "Hmmm…I should invite Erin, that sister of hers, and Skye."

"That would be a cool idea. Skye and Erin are some pretty nice girls."

Minerva grinned as she pocketed the tickets. "Well then…what are we waiting for?" A few minute later, the group of two became a group of five. Erin was a blue eyed young girl of fifteen with eyes that changed color due to her mood. She had dark brown hair with gold and red highlights. She was wearing a gold and red Chinese shirt with black pants with red and gold fire designs from the pant bottom to the knee. She also had lightly tanned skin.

Her sister couldn't be more different. She had emerald green eyes that could pierce any soul; she also had silver hair with blue highlights. She had pale skin and was wearing Goths clothing which mainly was her silver and black Chinese shirt and her black pants. The shirt stopped just short of her stomach, showing her stomach and a weird tattoo and had silver lipstick on. She as the same age as her sister.

Finally, the last member of the gang was…well…a bit like Max… Skye was a lively girl of eighteen years of age. She had green eyes with even darker green tones mixed into them. She also had brown hair with blonde highlights, short, spiked at the back, flatter at the top. She was wearing a casual white suit with different shades of brown. She also was wearing black leather boots that zipped up at the side with small bumps at the back; they looked a bit like combat boots. She was also wearing black pants.

Skye smiled in delight as she walked alongside her friends. "Can't wait to get to that derby!" Minerva smirked as the race track came into view.

Erin spoke up quietly. "Have you heard? There are rumors of a weird car that no one can ride here."

Razz nodded. "Yea…they say anyone that tries to ride it gets spat back out." Minerva raised one eyebrow dubiously at this.

"A car that won't accept riders? Sounds like rubbish to me." Minerva handed her tickets to the counter and the gang climbed up to their seats. They had gotten decent seats and watched as the cars began to line up for the race. Minerva also took her time to scan the crowd and noticed a few familiar faces. Sitting a bit to her left was a girl she knew from school. Kay Sheppard was sitting wearing her clothing of red and gold, as usual. She seemed completely focused on the race. Sitting a bit beyond her…was a face Minerva had only seen a couple of times. Evette Farrell was sitting with downcast eyes wearing her usual attire as well, baggy jeans and white T-shirts and blue running shoes and a

cross around her neck which has a gem in the middle of it. Minerva frowned slightly; she knew that Evette had…issues…

"HEY MINERVA! MAX!" The two turned sideways to see Rad and his friends waving at them a few seats to the side.

"Hi Rad! Max look over…Max?" Minerva paused seeing that Max's gaze was fixed on something below them. Minerva's gaze turned downward as well. "Umm…what are you staring at Max?" Max lifted a finger and pointed.

The object that Max was pointing at was a black muscle sports car. The sleek oil slick black paint gleamed under the bright sunlight as it was being lined up for the race. "That car…is…" Max now had stars in her eyes as she stared at the car.

Skye giggled watching Max's expression. "Looks like she really likes that car."

Erin giggled to while Razz sorta slouched in her seat. Unknown to them, however, Max didn't just LIKE the car…it was like it was calling out to her.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Get ready for the annual 2004 Grand Derby! Where only the best of the best race it out on the track! Will the contestants START THEIR ENGINES!?" The crowd's roar was echoed by the engines roaring as the drivers gunned them up. The loudest of them was the black car…which oddly enough had not acted odd at all.

"See? I told you all that nonsense about that car was nothing but rubbish." Minerva cheered loudly with the rest of the crowd as the cars got ready to take off. The lights ticked as they changed colors: red, red, red, GREEN! With loud roars that almost shook the stands, the cars took off.

"AND THE DERBY HAS STARTED! It's Johnson in the lead with the mysterious car that he owns!" It was true; the black car had a HUGE lead above the other cars as it easily speed along and turned around curbs and turns. Max was now practically drooling as she watched the car.

"…Max…you're drooling…" Minerva edged sideways a bit to avoid the drool puddle which was rapidly forming beneath Max's chair. Meanwhile…

"Megatron sir! We've detected another energy signal! It's similar to the previous one!" Demolisher watched the bars on the screen fluctuate up and down rapidly.

"Then ready the warp gate you imbecile!" Megatron angrily slammed his fist down on the arm rest of his throne, adding yet another dent. Sideways gazed from his shadowy corner, and if it wasn't for his face mask, one could have sworn he was smirking.

"AND JOHNSON IS STILL IN THE LEAD!" The car had easily outstripped the other racers and was making its way to the finish line. Minerva cheered along with Max as they car got closer and closer. "AND HE'S GOING TO…"

The car zoomed easily over the finish line as the checkered flag waved crazily. "JOHNSON HAS WON! HE WON!!!" The crowd roared its approval. An hour later, most of the crowd was gone…except for a certain group of people, whom were currently checking out the winning car.

"Woooow…this thing is sooo cool!" Max was basically fawning over the car as she examined it. Minerva, however, was nervous. She had noticed for some reason, the driver had disappeared.

"..that's weird…" Suddenly, she felt a tingling in the back of her head. "..GUYS! WE HAVE COMPANY!!!"

Rad gave her a funny look. "What are you…?" Just as the Decepticons warped in.

"CRAP!!!!"

Megatron glared down and gave a thin smile seeing the car. "That's what we're after." He reached down to grab it…before being shot in the hand. He recoiled roaring. He turned to see Blurr's rifle smoking.

"Sorry Megatron, not this time." Megatron sneered as he saw the other Autobots as well.

"Get out of my way you fools!" Minerva took this chance to take action.

"MASTERFORCE!" She crossed her arms as the familiar armor encased her again. With a loud roar, her transector roared out from behind the Autobots and she jumped up into the cockpit. "Transform!" Once again she burst forth from the cockpit. "God on!" She transformed into the plate like object and connected with her transector. And now SixShift stood where Minerva had been standing, holding her two silver pistols. "Bring it horn head!"

"IT'S MEGATRON YOU FLESHLING!!!" He charged her before Optimus got in his way and the two got into one of their famous grapples.

"Come on Max! We've got to get out of here!" Rad tugged urgently on Max's arm, who was reluctant to leave the car. Suddenly a stray laser blast from Demolisher destroyed part of the stand which the car was sitting under. Rad managed to yank Max out of the way before tons of debris rained down on the black car.

"NOOO!" Max angrily raced off toward the stands. Skye, Erin, and Razz looked utterly confused and shocked by the whole incident. Max now climbed up to the highest point where she began yelling out random insults. "HEY DEMOLISHER! YOU GOT ROCKS ROLLING AROUND IN THAT HEAD OF YOURS?!"

"Grrr…" Demolisher turned angrily as he began firing. Luckily, none of the shots hit Max…but did disintegrate the stand she was standing on. Max screamed as she plummeted from the stands ready to hit the concrete. SixShift, grappling with Starscream, could only watch helplessly. "MAX!!!"

Suddenly a loud roar was heard as the black muscle car burst forth from the rubble it had been lying under and raced for Max. Everyone watched in amazement as it suddenly shifted into a large black motorcycle and caught Max mid air before landing and revving off. Cyclonus tried to stop it as it came toward him, but laser rifles extended from the motorcycle and fired, hitting Cyclonus square in the optics. Cyclonus shrieked as he pulled away from it rubbing his optics. Max panicked as she was lying sideways on the seat of the motorcycle before something caught her eye. Sitting on the dashboard and a seemingly unaffected by the bumpy ride were two gold bracelets that looked a lot like the ones Minerva had been wearing. She reached out for them and placed them on quickly. "HEY!!! MINERVA!! How do you use these things!?"

SixShift jerked as she thought quickly. "Cross your arms and yell Masterforce!"

Max did just that. "MASTERFORCE!" With a bright flash of light, Max was now encased in black armor with a dark blue visor similar to that of Red Alerts and a black mouth guard. "AWESOME!!!" She knew what she had to do next. "TRANSFORM!" The motorcycle tossed her up before reverting back to its car mode. "GOD ON!" Max transformed into the plate and slammed down on the hood of the car. The car then leaped up and began to transform. The sides of the car extended out into arms as the back unfolded down to form the legs. The hood part also folded back as a head popped out of the new space. The femme landed down and glared at the Decepticons. She was of a bulky build, but still graceful to look at...like a muscular femme. Her blue visor glinted in the bright sunlight as she hooted. "Time for a little payback!" A black rifle appeared in her hand as she took aim and fired, hitting Demolisher right in the optic. He howled as he clutched at his busted eye as Max charged forward. She landed a square punch right to Demolisher's jaw, knocking him flat.

"You stupid human!"

"The name's Storm jerk and remember it!" She then did a front flip and landed a very nice kick to Cyclonus's face. Meanwhile, SixShift had shifted to her wolf form and was currently proceeding to chew off Starscream's arm. Sideways was struggling against the combination of Smokescreen and Hot Shot while Thrust had his hands full with Jetfire and Blurr. Megatron growled as he knew that he was losing.

"Decepticons! Retreat!" The Decepticons warped out as the now very smug Storm gave a victory sign.

"Booya! I rock!" She did an air punch while SixShift, back in her robot form, laughed. The two slapped fist.

"And one more joins the team!" Storm grinned gleefully.

"Did you see that kick I gave Cyclonus? I'm not surprised if I left a footprint in his face!"

All the Autobots burst out laughing watching the antics of their newest member, unknown to them, they were being watched.

A figure dressed in a black cloak watched from on top a tall mountain top. The only thing seen beneath the hood was a gleam of gold.

"Soo…my children finally awaken…and two have joined the Autobots…hmph." The figure bowed its head slightly. "The balance will be achieved…" With a flick of its cloak, the figure was soon gone.

"Say SixShift…what exactly are we? I mean…we're not really transformers after all." Storm asked rubbing the back of her head. SixShift rubbed her chin while she tried to come up with an answer."

"…I think we're called…Godmasters…that's it! Godmasters!" Optimus tilted his head slightly.

"Godmasters? Where did you get that?"

"…erm…dunno?" Storm cracked up at the looks on Optimus's and SixShift's face. "Well…I think we need to introduce some new people…" Her blue visored gaze turned downward to the still bewildered Skye, Erin, and Razz.

"This just keeps getting better and better!" Storm cackled as the sun began to finally set.

Whew! Done with this chapter! How did you like it? Hate it? REVIEW FOR GODS SAKE!!! I'M BEGGING YOU!!! Wait a sec…I'M LOSING MY STEAM!!! MOTIVATE ME PEOPLE!!! puppy eyes