Kim Possible: Hidden in Plain Sight
by Futuramakid
DISCLAIMER: I own neither Kim Possible or any permutation of Transformers.
In Japan...
A red Dodge Ram SRT-10 drove around the countryside, looking for the Yamanouchi school. No human would have guessed it, but the Kiss Player known as Convoy was on the loose, and he was looking for love.
Meanwhile...
Kim and Ron were headed down the highway in the VW bug, but they had no idea where they were going. Bumblebee pulled over to meet a blue Peterbilt 18 wheeler, with red flames, and a trailer that was a metallic gray, with the same odd logo on Bumblebee's roof. It 's trailer detached. The section with the back 2 wheels separated in the middle, and extended to become legs. The grille pivoted forwards and made a chest. The area with the smokestacks popped out to the side and extended arms, and a head came from the top of the cab. It had angular blue glowing eyes, and a shield over its mouth.
"Greetings," it said, "I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots. Your world is in danger."
"How?" Kim asked.
"Megatron, leader of the Decepticons, has been activated. He thinks of your race as vermin. If I am correct, he will try to eradicate life as you know it, and plunder your planets resources. He will destroy anyone in his path."
Elsewhere...
Drakken was intrigued by the concept of his new ally's life.
"So this... spark," Drakken said, "it's your... mind?"
"More like your human concept of a soul," Megatron said, with a tinge of annoyance on the word human.
"Well," Drakken said, "after studying scans of yours, I think I can create a synthetic one. A drone spark, if you will. The same way I myself create synthetic human troops."
"Your proposition is most intriguing, Doctor," Megatron said, "an unwaveringly loyal army with the brains of a spark, but none of the fuss with their personality."
"Yes, think of it!" Drakken agreed, "together, we could rule this planet!"
"Yes," Megatron said, entertaining the bad Doctor's notion, "we could."
He wondered how much longer this man would remain useful.
On the other side of the lair, Shego sighed. Drakken was spending all his time with that robot. She, odd as it was, missed their time together. And besides, she thought, there's something about that robot that didn't feel right. He came off to her like a bad used car salesman...