Alexis was walking down a corridor in the base, wondering where everyone had gone so quickly. She had left to go to the restroom, and when she came back everyone was gone! They could have at least left a note Alexis thought with a sour attitude. She decided that the most logical place for them to be would the main room, so she started to head there. "That's odd," she said to herself as the self-opening door parted to let her into the main room. "Usually I can hear the Transformers talking from here . . ."
When she entered, her thoughts stopped. There in front of her was the Transformer from this afternoon's battle, the one who had saved Optimus and that obviously had been a Decepticon. At first she thought about running, but then took a closer look. Carefully, she walked forward to the immobile robot. Once she got close enough, she relaxed a bit and sighed. He's asleep! She thought, as she rested her arm on the Transformer's protruding wing armor. I wonder what it would be like to switch sides in a war . . .
Alexis looked up at the newcomer and became slightly awestruck. His facial features were similar to that of Sideswipe's square-ish demeanor, and his head ornaments were like Optimus's, but without the pointy ear-like adornments. His mask was the color of dull iron, and his optics were now a dull orange due to sleep. The human girl looked at his bodily structure, and found it as a mix between Starscream's body and Thrust's armor. He didn't have the cockpit style front as the red seeker, but instead it was higher up on his chest. His wings for flying as a jet were on his legs instead of his shoulders. And to top it all off, his armor was Alexis's favorite color: blue. The only thing that made Alexis pity the Transformer was that his armor was dented and scratched everywhere! A Transformer couldn't see it very well, due to the size differential, but a human from a closer perspective could see how much damage the newcomer had attained.
The Transformer's orange optics flickered, and then fully turned on to a brighter orange. Carefully turning his head, he looked and saw a quite interesting creature leaning on his armor and looking up at him. The creature appeared to be a femme, and he guessed that she was human. She had short, brown hair that matched her optics. Eyes he reminded himself, they're called eyes; at least I think they are . . . She wore an orange shirt, the same color as his optics, and white pants that came a few inches below her knees. "Hi," he said, apparently scaring the Primus out of the human femme. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
"That's alright, I just was so sure that you were asleep!" the creature apologized while trying to put her heartbeat at a normal level. Well, this guy can't be ALL bad. At least he apologizes. Alexis thought. "My name is Alexis, what's yours?" she asked with a smile. The Transformer looked down at her with a serious face.
Why is she being so nice to me? No one else is, so why her? He thought. To be honest, he didn't expect anyone at the base to be remotely kind to him because of his past. "It's Breaker," he finally answered.
"Breaker, huh? You mean as in a circuit breaker, or a person who destroys things?" The human asked. Breaker paused, but then replied,
"I'm going to have to guess the latter. Sorry if it's not the answer you're looking for." And with that said he stood up, careful not to step on Alexis, and left to wander about the base and gather his new surroundings.
Maybe things won't be so bad here with my arrival he thought, and Alexis was thinking the same about him.