Chapter 01- Hand of Fate-

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, and Eris is Pita C89's.

-----If anyone is offended by my use of Russians, I'm not being disrespectful, in fact I heartily respect Russia, but that is where my character is from.

Also, World War two is only being respected. Not degraded in any shape or form.

Again, this work is not to disrespect anyone, so please don't accuse me of it.

Thank you.----------- Ben, the author.

Chapter 1- Hand of fate- The bear and the metal man.

(3rd Person)

The Russian came to in the Autobot infirmary.

Optimus was confused about the past man's garb. He nudged the grumbling Russian soldier.

Dovanski turned to Optimus, and it was apparent that the explosian had done permanent damage to the young Russian's face. Optimus held up a mirror to the Russian, who then screamed.

That human sure is big, Optimus thought to himself Yet, he's Rad's age. Only 17 and a massive seven foot tall. He must be foreign.

The Russian ran to the restroom with some bandages he pulled out of his coat.

Ten minutes later, he looked a lot better.

The scar on his forehead was covered by a long, white bandage that slowly got redder as time went on. His right eye was forever shut, with a long scar from shrapnel on it. His nose and about two inches below it was covered by a long stripe of bandages. Then, he let his beard take care of his mouth area. He was a bit young to have a beard, but it had grown in rather early for reasons that the Russian would not disclose. Odd how his hair seemed black one minute, then brown the next.

Optimus smacked his forehead when he realized that he had another load of paperwork to take care of because some Russian decided to be teleported 65 years from his own time.

Also, he realized that he could not understand one word the blasted Russian was speaking.

No one, save Ben, could. Now Optimus Prime was grateful that he had kept that stupid Archangel around, even though he had trashed the base four times before.

Ben walked over to Optimus. "He says he wants water. Also, he wants a newspaper. Russian, if you have it."

Pretty damned specific for a guy who just 'ported into a time 65 years after his.

Optimus grumbled to himself, called over Sparkplug, and told him to get the stupid water.

Damned humans.

"Sir, I have an idea." Red Alert volunteered.

Optimus glared at him. "What?"

Red Alert gave Optimus Prime an odd look, confused. "Sir, Why don't we outfit him with a translator?"

Optimus called over T-Ai. "Hey, T-Ai, get me a size uhh...1.5 translator. Stat!"

T-Ai smiled, disappeared, and a silver chip appeared in Optimus's hand.

Optimus went over to Ben.

"Tell the Russian to put this in his ear. " Ben went over and did so.

At first, the Russian seemed to be infuriated, but then Ben seemed to soothe him by talking him down in Russian.

Good thing that Half-bat had been around so long. Otherwise, things might have been rougher than they were.

Dovanski's POV

Little bat speaks Russian with no accent, other than fact that it sounds like helium.

He tells me to put odd chip in ear.

NO!

I may be captured by German Giant Metal Men, but I will not put some odd piece of metal in ear.

" What, you expect me to put in your piece of Nazi technology?" I demand.

The bat-thing shrugs. " We're not Nazis."

Hmm… sounds like he even isn't knowing. " Of course you are. I was just fighting you Nazis."

Little Bat-thing laughs. "We are not the Nazis, we're what you might call…future people. You're in the future, Dovanski."

I am astonished. I am in future? No…can't be. I was just lying in snow after…

The Visigoth….

No. He couldn't have.

Well, I suppose it is possible.

"Bat-thing! What year is it."

The odd creature shoots me an angry look. "The name is Ben. And it is now…2010."

2010! That means I'm….65 years forward in time!

"What happened to Mother Russia while I was gone?" I ask Ben.

He smiles. "The communists are gone, Dovanski. The Soviet Union is destroyed. But, Russia lives as a free nation."

What?... It can't be true... I mean it's good but..

Stalin was in contol. He killed my family.

What about the KGB? What the hell happened to Russia!

I put the odd thing in my ear. Hope it doesn't kill me.

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!

"YOWCH!" I yell at the top of my lungs.

"That's the first thing I've understood him say all day." The big Red Metal man mutters.

"What you say?" I ask.

The metal man falls of his chair. " I mean, My name is Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots. Welcome to our base."

I glare at him. " So...Optimus, is it? Were you one who is bringing me here?"

Optimus shakes his head. " No. But I guess you're our responsiblity now."

Odd blonde teenager runs up to me, probably meaning to talk.

Too bad I'm a little bit on edge.

"OOOF!" The teen yells as I deliver a backhand to his gut.

All of a sudden, big Metal men all aiming guns at me. All except Optimus.

Crud.

The fur begins to sprout all over my body again. I'm in trouble, and Mother Russia still gives me her gift. Bless her.

I roar, and a light shoots by my head. All right, they are wanting fight.

Well, now I'm their size. "RRRRROWWWWWWWWWARRRRRRRR!" I bellow in rage as I knock over Metal man with jet engines on legs.

"Aaah!" The metal man yells.

I tear into him, my claws rending his pitiful metal, and sparks fly.

TSSSSSSSEEEWWWW!

"RRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRWWWWWWRRRRRRRRR!" I roar in pain. Odd Metal man with hook on back blows smoke off of gun.

Show off. I'll show him how real man fights. I charge up to him and stop. I get on hind legs. He is confused.

CRRRRUUUNNNNNNCCCCHHHHHHHHH!

He is probably noticing that my claw is in his metal belly. That has to hurt.

Using my claw as a handhold, I throw him into other Metal man.

Third one in cloak grabs my claws and holds them up. " What can you do now, bear man?" The Metal man asks.

My Foot pulls out little green globule. I throw it to mouth with just feet. Then, I pull out pin, and wait.

Then, at last second, I spit it at the Metal man.

BOOOOOOMM!

"AAUUUGGHH!" The metal man cries out.

TSSSSEEWWWW! Another burning sensation to back.

But I am out of Bear energy. I return to my regular form. Metal man who looks like ambulance chases after me. Thinks I'm running.

Fool.

I jump into a crawl sapce. He thinks he has me cornered.

"Hah!" He points his gun at me. I raise thing that I was hiding while human. MP40.

"Huh?" He mutters before I fire.

He reels back, clutching face, as black liquid drops to ground. Then, I realize wall behind me is no wall. Is Optimus. He looks irked.

"If you're done attempting to kill my soldiers, please tell me. Are you done?"

Hmm..

I look at him. He looks pissed, but his pissed is better than most of my comrades' "happy".

"Sorry. Was Accident."

Optimus seems to lighten up some. "Well, I think we'll find a good use for you..."