Hey everyone! So honestly this is the first chapter in the rewrite that is COMPLETELY different than the original. I'm sad to see it change so much but I think it's necessary. Already I love the rewrite more than I did the original. I've grown so much as a writer since this idea first popped into my head. I hope you guys are enjoying this new journey as much as I am writing it. Hope all is well.

Just a little warning, the second half of this is basically all dialogue. There isn't a reason for more than that though because of the location. You'll understand when you get to it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or anything Transformers related. I only own the characters that you don't recognize as canon. Thank you.

Chapter Nine:

(1995)

Mommy and daddy were fighting again.

For as long as I could remember, mommy and daddy argued all the time. Usually from the moment daddy got home from work, mom would start in on him. I think it had something to do with the brown bottles he always got out of the fridge.

Mommy stayed home all day while daddy worked. I knew she wasn't happy about it. I'd heard her say all the time how much she hated being stuck at home all day with "that kid". That always made me sad. Why didn't mommy want to spend time with me?

Daddy usually left early in the mornings, before I even woke up. He didn't come home until after it got dark outside. Daddy never played with me either. He kind of scared me to be honest.

Everytime they started yelling, I always hid under my bed. I would hold my stuffed puppy to my chest, with my favorite blankie wrapped around my shoulders. These two objects always made me feel safe. I don't know why, but I felt like they could protect me from anything, even mommy and daddy's tempers.

"WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO COME HOME AND GET DRUNK? HOW ABOUT YOU TRY TAKING CARE OF THE DAMN KID EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE!" Mommy screamed. I heard a loud crashing noise and flinched. Something had shattered, most likely a plate or a cup that one of them had thrown at the other. This was also common.

"THAT KID AIN'T MY RESPONSIBILITY. AND I DRINK SO I CAN DEAL WITH YOU EVERY NIGHT."

Sighing I crawled out from under my bed and walked over to my window. The screaming got louder and I knew tonight was going to be a bad night. Sometimes, if their fight got too bad, daddy would hit mommy. It was usually just a slap to the face or he would push her to the floor. But it always scared me, I didn't want to be next.

When I heard a loud slapping noise, I knew they were getting violent. I needed to get away. "OF COURSE YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO RESORT TO VIOLENCE, AS IF THAT WOULD SOLVE ANYTHING." Mommy screamed.

I stood on my tippy toes and unlatched the window. Pushing it open was hard, it was pretty heavy. I was only a five year old girl. Finally though, I managed to get it. "IT MAKES ME FEEL A LITTLE BETTER. PERHAPS ONE DAY I'LL HIT YOU HARD ENOUGH THAT YOU'LL LEARN WHEN TO SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH."

I sighed before grabbing my princess chair and pushed it over to the window. Then I crawled on it and stood up so I could put one leg over the opening. I turned my body and swung the other leg over before jumping out.

Landing hurt. I lost balance and fell forward on my knees and hands. I hoped I hadn't made enough noise to alert my parents to my escape. More screaming assured me that they hadn't heard.

I pushed myself up and took off into the woods. All my life we had lived in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by trees. Daddy loved going out into the woods on the weekends during something called hunting season. I wasn't sure what that meant exactly. I only knew of four seasons: summer, winter, spring, and fall. But I hadn't dared question my daddy.

I wasn't supposed to go out into the woods without my mommy or daddy, especially at night time. Daddy had warned me before that there were mean animals in the woods that would hurt me if they found me out there alone. However, animals loved me so I wasn't afraid. Surely there wasn't an animal out there that was mean enough to hurt a little girl like me.

No, I wasn't afraid.

I raced through the woods, not looking back. I was heading towards the highway. If I followed it for five minutes, it would lead me to grammas house. She would let me stay there for the night if she knew about my parents fighting. She always let me stay if I asked to.

It was several minutes later that I realized I was completely lost. I stopped and looked around. None of this was familiar to me. Sure everything was dark, but mommy and I had walked to the highway and back a bunch whenever we got really bored. I really thought I could do this. Now I wasn't so sure.

After looking around in each direction, I finally picked a path and began walking once more. This time I went slowly. I hoped something would jump out that I recognized but nothing ever did.

I yelped in surprise when I tripped over a tree root and suddenly I was rolling. I crashed down a hill, rolling over and over, hitting sticks and rocks alike. I tried to catch something to stop my roll, but was unable to. It felt as if I'd never stop and would soon roll into some scary dark abyss.

Finally I came to a halt. I laid on my back as I tried to catch my breath. That was super scary.

I pushed myself up and looked around. There was a large open field with a strange looking lake in front of me now, a step up from the endless trees that I had gotten myself stuck in.

The lake almost seemed to be glowing, something that I had never seen before. It was so bright that it partially lit up the surrounding area. When I stepped closer, I was surprised to see how thick it was. It almost looked like weird, watery blue pudding. That thought had me giggling.

Deciding to rest here for a while, I sat down in front of the lake and crossed my legs. Something about it seemed familiar but I didn't know why. I felt safe around it though, almost comforted by its presence. It was like coming home, but without mommy and daddy fighting. I knew this feeling was what I should've felt everyday but it was new.

Something gleamed right below its surface, catching my eye. Whatever it was, I felt as if it were calling to me. I felt as if I were meant to have it. So I plunged to hand into the lake and grabbed it, wrapping my fist tightly around the hard object. When I pulled it out, I couldn't help but admire it.

It looked like some kind of metal shard. There were weird markings etched into the dark grey surface. The shard almost seemed to pulse, as if it were alive. And, despite the fact that it was a cool November night, it was pleasantly warm to the touch. I was so focused on admiring my new discovery that everything else seemed to fade away.

There is until a tree branch snapped behind me. I turned my head around to search for the noise but it was pitch black outside of the lake's glow. I knew I needed to leave and try to find my way home or to grammas if possible.

I went to stand up when I felt a stinging sensation in my hand. It was the same one that held the metal shard thing. The stinging got more intense and I cried out in pain. I opened my fist and tried to drop it but it stuck to my skin no matter how hard I shook.

The stench of something burning invaded my nostrils. I let out a cry of despair when I realized it was my flesh. The area around the shard boiled and thick droplets of blood began running down my arm. The shard looked as if it were melting into my skin.

The pain became so intense that I knew I needed something to cool it down. Without thinking, I plunged it into the lake, hoping that would do something. Maybe it would make the shard fall off.

The burning increased tenfold. I screamed, my body convulsing in pain. Black spots began filling my vision and my eyes finally rolled into the back of my head. I fell back onto the grass, welcoming the cool black void of unconsciousness.

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(2007)

When I finally became aware of my surroundings once more, it wasn't in a hospital. I wasn't surrounded by my worried friends, or my Optimus. In fact, it wasn't even in Nevada.

I was back in that field, the one that changed my life forever. It was located in Colorado, where I had spent the first eight years of my life. I thought I'd never be back here after my parents divorced and my mom moved us to Tranquility. Looking around, I recognized everything, including the strange, glowing blue lake.

It was amazing to be here. Before mom and I left, I had searched the woods several times in hopes of finding it again. I was never successful though. It was honestly really upsetting so I was kind of excited to be back here. This place had changed my life, that one single night would forever be etched in my memory.

Because that night had been the first time I dreamt of Optimus.

Being back here was surreal, and confusing. The last thing I remembered was celebrating our victory against Megatron in Mission City. So why was I here? Was I dead?

"No, child. You are still very much alive." I jumped, startled at the random interruption to my thoughts. I turned around and, right at the edge of the wood line, there stood an unfamiliar Cybertronian. "You are simply dreaming."

I stood up quickly and examined him cautiously. His red optics had me momentarily frozen in fear until I saw the kindness and love in them. Whoever he was, he wasn't a Decepticon. At least, he wasn't a cruel, evil one.

"I am no Decepticon." For a moment, his optics dimmed and he looked sad. "I am sorry you have been dragged into this civil war. I hadn't wanted to bring a child into this life. However it seems that fate has had other plans for you, dear one. "

"I'm sorry, but who are you? Where am I? And what are you talking about?" I fired off with a confused frown.

"My apologies, I am known by many, many names all over the universe. Your Autobot friends would know me as Primus. You would know me as God." He replied with a gentle smile.

I blinked. "I'm sorry what?" My jaw fell open and all I could do was stare dumbly at him. I had always been a believer in God. Mandy and I attended church together every Sunday. While I knew aliens possibly existed, I still believed in the word of the bible. It had never occurred to me that God could have created, not just humans, but all sentient life in the universe. I suppose that made sense though. Why would an almighty God only cover one tiny section of the entire universe?

"As I said, I am known by many. I am the creator of all life. You see me now as a Cybertronian because you know my true form. If we'd have met when you were a child, before this lake, you'd have seen me as a human male." He mused with a patient smile.

That was confusing and brought like a million more questions to mind. I sat back down and tried to process what he just told me. Primus took a step forward. "I know you have many questions but our time is short. There are things I need to explain to you before you wake up."

"So I am dreaming then?" That made sense, I suppose. But was it my active imagination or was this all really happening?

"You are dreaming, and this is real. I have brought you here because we have a lot to discuss. I should have talked to you sooner because now it is too late to give you that choice." Primus looked upset by this so I asked him what he meant. "Eleven years ago, you came to this field and that night you dreamed of the Autobots for the first time. That was not a random accident, it was your destiny. Lying within that pool of energon was a shard of the Allspark. A shard which now resides within you and has become a part of your DNA."

I think my brain exploded at this information. I knew I was staring dumbly at him. But how does one respond to information like that? It was wild, unbelievable. That was pretty much how my life had been for the past twelve years.

Primus was patient, however. He waited until I was finally able to think properly again before moving on. "Okay so because I have an Allspark shard in-inside me," I stumbled a little because of how far out there that was. "I'm able to dream visit with the Autobots despite the distance?"

"Yes. When you accepted the shard, it connected you to the Allspark. You essentially became an extension of it. While you hadn't held its power when you first connected to the Allspark, you gained a sort of telepathic sensitivity to the Cybertronians."

"So could I have dream visited any Cybertronian? Why was it only those five that I connected with every night?"

"In theory, yes, you could have visited any Cybertronian, whether they were online or offlined."

Okay that was pretty heavy to think about. To think, I could connect with any Cybertronian who existed, or has before, was just insane. Imagine if I had visited Megatron in my dreams? Now that was a scary thought. Especially since I, an insignificant human, had actually offlined.

"As for your other question, " Primus continued, "I was the reason behind that. Had I not intervened, you would have bounced from Cybertronian to Cybertronian, be it Autobot or Decepticon. I sent you to Optimus the first time. After that, you were able to control who you went to."

I frowned. "I was?"

He nodded. "Your heart just always chose to go back to those five, so that's where you went."

"That's pretty cool." I smiled. A thought then occurred to me and I knitted my brows. "Wait, you said when i accepted the shard… I never accepted anything. I remember it burning into my flesh but that wasn't by choice."

Primus nodded grimly. "Yes. As I mentioned earlier, that is when I should have appeared to you and explained what would happen should you accept the shard. I do regret that. However it seems you have flourished with your Autobot friends, who have become your family. Optimus Prime has become more than that to you as well. " He smirked at that and I rolled my eyes playfully.

"Yeah, yeah I guess that's true. Honestly if you had told me before, I still would have accepted it. I was so lonely back then. Meeting the Autobots filled a hole in my heart that my parents left behind." I took another deep breath. "So why me? What does all of this mean?"

Primus knelt down on one knee and looked at me seriously. "This has been your destiny since the beginning of time, Jenny Masters. The Allspark chose you and I blessed her choice because I believe in you. When you accepted the shard and joined the Allspark, you made yourself a vessel. And now, you carry the power of the Allspark within you."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, I hold the Allspark power? What do you mean by that? How does this affect me?"

"Energy cannot be destroyed, it can only be redirected. When you pushed the cube into Megatron's spark chamber, you destroyed the Allsparks current vessel. It needed a new one so it latched onto the nearest suitable host. That was you. You are the new Allspark." Primus concluded.

Pretty sure my heart stopped.

I knew plenty about the Cube. How it was a vessel of great power, an ancient artifact that was basically the sole source of the Cybertronians race survival. Since most of the femmes had been wiped out in the war, they relied on it to create new Cybertronians.

And now, I apparently held that power as the new vessel. Me, a random seventeen year old girl who couldn't even vote yet, was expected to be the host of one of the most powerful artifacts in the universe. There had to be some kind of mistake.

"There was no mistake." Primus informed me firmly.

"Dude stay out of my head, it's creepy." I huffed, not even caring that I just essentially told God to shove off. My thoughts were too heavy with information to give much thought to proper etiquette.

After a few minutes of silence, I finally looked up to Primus and asked, "So what is my purpose then? If I have these powers, what am I supposed to do with them?"

"First you must learn how to control them. Some things will come naturally to you, others will not. What's important is that you don't give up. The Allspark is a sentient power as well. She will undoubtedly speak to you on occasion to give you instructions or help you if you've become stuck." He replied. Then his features twisted into a frown once more. "There is one last problem we must discuss before you wake up."

"Oh?" I gulped nervously. "What is it?

"The Allspark was never meant to inhabit an organic lifeform. It's too powerful for your body to sustain. I'm sorry to say, but every time you use your powers, it will bring you closer to death."

"Then what the hell is the point in having it?" I snapped in frustration. This was the tipping point. I was slowly descending into madness and this is what caused it. I didn't understand why I'd be given these powers if it was only going to bring about my death.

"I understand your frustration. I do, however, have a solution." He informed me. "While this will solve your problem, it will not be an easy decision to make. In order to survive the power of the Allspark, you yourself must change into a more powerful vessel."

"Meaning?"

"That means you must become a Cybertronian yourself." He finally revealed. "Should you choose this path, you would forgo your human life. Your human body must die and your consciousness will be uploaded into a new body that I shall provide. This is not something that can be reversed. This is a decision that only you can make. Either live ten years as a human or become a Cybertronian and live indefinitely."

And that's where we are going to end it for now! So yeah, there's a big difference from the original story to this new one. Hope you all liked it. I'm still hoping for some reviews as well! Let me know what y'all think of my little story. See ya next chapter.