Prologue
A/N: So, I had an idea a while back about what if the government made the Autobots work with the Justice League rather than keeping them in the shadows.
Now, like this was previously in the old version, and in many of my other stories, this is humanized—sort of. They still have alien abilities naturally.
I am also messing with the timeline quite a bit in both Young Justice and in Transformers; mostly cause I know more details now than I did when I first wrote this. Also, I figured I should probably include my version of Cybertronian time measurements—I know they're like way different that typical estimations but whatever, this is what I went with:
Vorn (year)—1,000,00yrs
Quartex (month)—84,000yrs
Trimara (week)—20,850yrs
Orn (day)—2,976yrs
Cycle (half-day)—1,488yrs
Groon (hour)—24hrs
Joor (1/2 hour)—12hrs
Breem (1/4 hour)—1.5hrs
Klik (minute)—1.2min
Nanoklik (seconds)—1s
Soft clicking filled a large empty room as a dark figure stood at a monitor typing quickly. Every now and then, a file would pop on screen, before the man scowled, pushing it to the side for later review. Things had been oddly quiet—too quiet. Stepping away from the monitor, a long dark cape scraped the ground as a cowled figure approached the window, watching clouds move through the atmosphere of the blue and green planet below. Normally by now there would be some sort of emergency or incident; it seemed rare that the world was ever at peace.
It was only a matter of time before something would happen.
Behind him, the monitor beeped loudly, screen flashing as someone tried to call. Unsurprised, the Dark Knight turned on his heel and approached the screen. So, whatever it was didn't appear to be an immediate emergency, if it had been it would've been one of his fellow Leaguers, not the United States government. "Agent William Fowler," he greeted.
If the agent was surprised he knew who he was, he didn't show it. Not that Batman was surprised, the man had likely learned plenty in the Army Rangers before transferring to Special Ops. "Batman, I take it you know why I'm calling?"
The Dark Knight nodded. It wasn't hard to figure out, this specific agent would only be calling if it pertained to the meteor shower out in Death Valley that occurred a few days ago. There'd been reports that some of the meteors actually made it through the atmosphere. And, judging from his own hunch, those meteorites, weren't really that.
"Good," Fowler responded. "Cause there's someone who wishes to speak with you."
The agent stepped back, and a man walked into the frame wearing bright red and blue armor. He was tall, taller than himself and Clark, thick black hair that was cropped at the sides contrasting to his pale skin. Batman would've guessed this newcomer was possibly Kryptonian, if it wasn't for his eyes. Glowing blue eyes looked back at him, the brilliant orbs standing out against the black sclera. "Hello Batman," a deep powerful voice rumbled, "I am Optimus Prime, Leader of the Autobots."
Batman nodded, eyes narrowing behind his cowl. He didn't like the idea of more aliens with unknown powers coming to Earth, but so far, these ones hadn't done anything to indicate they were hostile. Yet. "Why are you here? I take it wasn't just the happen stance of a crash landing."
"No," Prime answered, his voice surprisingly level for someone he just accused of planning an invasion. "We did choose to come to your world."
"Why?"
"We have received viable intel that your world may soon be under attack but adversaries of ours looking for resources stashed here eons ago."
This seemed too convenient. "How can I trust you?"
Glowing blue eyes regarded him for a moment, "In all honesty, I do not know how to convince you. We are strangers to your world. I can tell you what you need to know about our world and enemies, all I ask is for the heroes of Earth to listen."
In terms of demands, those were relatively mild to what he'd seen in the past. There was no harm in just listening, especially if they haven't done anything to earn his distrust besides crash on his world. The Prime had been forthcoming so far. "Very well, I'll listen to what you have to say."
"That is all I ask."