What do you think so far? I love suggestions and anything else. Also this story will follow the plot of the Transformers movie so the fanfic won't drag, so I want to again make it clear that I own NOTHING of the Transformers movies, comics, shows, etc. The only the characters that I do own are Rose, her family, and her boyfriend Dylan! Please enjoy!

Chapter 3

It was so simple. A tiny spark landed on my hand. I expected to not even feel it, though it burned like the time my cousin had shock a burning stick and a spark fell on my arm. I quickly shook my arm before backing up screaming...again. Wow this was not the best first impression but honestly didn't care.

"Please do not be afraid. We mean you no harm,"Optimus Prime said, taking a tentative step forward.

"Speak for yourself," Ironhide commented. I almost laughed at Optimus Prime's expression. He looked so exasperated at his robot soldier. Like he was more of a babysitter than a leader. I allowed myself to smile slightly.

"What are you guys?" I asked slowly.

"We are autonomous robotic organisms from planet Cybertron," Optimus Prime responded.

"Autobots for short," Ratchet added. I took a step closer.

"Autobots," I whispered, looking up. "Why are you here on earth? And most importantly...what do you want with me?" There was a brief silence before Optimus spoke up.

"We are here because of the position one of your parental units holds in your government." I was becoming more and more suspicious by the moment. How did they know about my mom? What did they want from her?

"What do you want with my mom?" I asked.

"We want to warn the government of potential enemies...The Decepticons. They stalk your planet maliciously. We need your help to get in." I stood there, taking in what the leader of an alien race said. They needed my help. They were the most advanced robotic organisms in the universe. And they needed my help? Why couldn't they just find my mother? Whatever the reason...they chose me, though I didn't buy it that they needed me for only that reason. Though I trusted them as about as far as I could throw them, I realized that somehow...I wanted to help them. I wanted to protect them. One moment I thought I was dreaming. And the next, I was helping a bunch of aliens. The situation was almost funny. It was then where I realized a huge issue.

"No!"I cried. "You guys can't go to the government! Do you have any idea of what they'll do to you? They'd experiment on you and all sorts of awful things." The Autobots were silent at my newfound revelation.

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Ratchet asked.

"I suggest you guys get out of this planet. It's too dangerous here for you. The government will find out. They have eyes and ears everywhere." Optimus Prime shook his head.

"We cannot leave now. The Decepticons are still on your planet. As long as they remain here, we must stay." I internally groaned. "We need a plan of action. In the meantime, you'll need a guardian." I stared at the Autobots.

"What's that?" This time Jazz answered.

"Someone that'll watch your back." I nodded in understanding. "Who would you prefer to have as your guardian?" Optimus asked. I didn't know any of them. How was I supposed to chose? I quickly found a solution.

"No one," I answered immediately. "I don't want a guardian. I want you to leave. I want you to get out of earth. I understand that you want me to have a guardian but I will stay silent in my choice. I know you won't leave voluntarily but I don't want anyone to be attached when the time comes for you to leave." Ratchet sighed.

"Prime…she's stubborn so you'll have to choose for her." The Autobot himself sighed. "Do you dislike us?" He asked, his voice simply curious. Still, the question caught me completely of guard.

"What? No! I like you guys, I really do…It's just… I know what humans are capable of and I just don't want anything to happen to you." Optimus bent down so he was at my level.

"Nothing humans have can harm us. Not if we stand together." I sighed and nodded. He was right. "Okay...do what you think is best for me. I'll think of a er... plan later." The Autobots then explained to me that there had to be a forming bond between the guardian and their so called 'child' and this bond was not easily broken.

"Right... the car picks the driver right?" I said.

"Something like that," Ratchet mused. I smiled.

"What about Ironhide?" Prime asked me, standing up. I was fully aware that I said that I was gonna keep my opinion to myself...but their was no way I was gonna be able to stay silent. I snorted.

"If you want me dead...there's a cliff right there. I'll happily jump." Needless to say, no one laughed at my sick little joke. "Okay moving on," I muttered. The Autobots were silent for about thirty seconds.

"What about Jazz? Ratchet asked. I didn't want to be mean but Jazz was a little to...er… crazy for me. "I think Jazz is to cool for me." That was good enough.

"Damn right," the robot himself answered. I smiled. Nice save.

"Ratchet?" Ironhide said. "Looking at her files, both of you are smart. Medically she's good at what she does." I blushed amd then frowned. How did they get access to those? I was only fourteen. I didn't have a job…yet. Ratchet shook his head.

"Too busy," he stated simply. Nobody argued with him.

"Well I guess that leaves you you Prime," Jazz said. Optimus Prime shook his head.

"There's still Bumblebee." The Autobots shook their heads.

"Bumblebee is already a guardian," Ratchet pointed out.

"I know I said I was keeping my opinion to myself...but I agree with the others. Plus you wouldn't actually have to watch me." Optimus closed his eyes. "That defeats the purpose of a guardian. I don't think it's a good idea," he said opening his eyes.

"Well it would make sense Prime. She's smart, pretty wise, and has no sense of humor." I glared at Ratchet. "See?" Optimus Prime sighed. "

I suppose I could be your guardian," he said, still sounding unsure. Almost uneasily. I did and my best to ignore his look, smiling reassuringly. "It'll be okay. If you get tired of me, you can get rid of me." The robot quickly explained what he meant. "I have no objections to you as a person. I just feel that I will get you into more trouble than I will keep you from it." I grinned. "I'm helping Autobots from planet Cybertron... I think I'm already in trouble."

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