I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS!!!! Autoboobs wouldn't like me very much if I did.

Family Affair

Chapter 1

Come on! You two are gonna be late!" Sam Witwicky shouted up the stairs to his twin daughters, Honeybee and Raven.

Their mother, Mikaela, was at work. She owned her own auto-body shop downtown so she had to leave early so she could open shop. That left Sam, who worked as a pawn shop dealer, to take the girls to school since he didn't have to open until eleven later that morning.

The first one that bounded down the stairs was of course Raven; she never has any problems making up her mind about what she was going to wear. The seven year old had waist length black hair and was straight like her father's. She had pale tanned skin and big blue eyes filled with a silent curiosity that only a child could possess. She had on a black t-shirt that said, 'Don't touch me!' in white letters and a pair of black wash cargo jeans along with black sneakers that had glittery white stars on them.

Her sister, Honeybee, on the other hand, was a completely different story. When she finally came down the stairs she was dressed in a yellow zip-up hoodie with a picture of a bee embroidered into the left side of the chest. It was left open showing off the plain black t-shirt underneath. She wore a pair of dark wash blue jeans that had twin yellow stripes all the way down the sides to the bottom hem along with yellow tennis shoes that had twin black stripes on them. Her hair was malt brown, shoulder length and was really curly like the mother's, golden tan skin and big amber eyes filled with excitement.

"'Kay, let's go," Sam motioned them out to the yellow Camaro with black racing stripes sitting out in the driveway, which has finally been paved. His parents had moved out to Hawaii and so he inadvertently inherited the house, which he and Mikaela now lived in. Sam opened the door and pulled the seat forward so Honey could climb in. Meanwhile, Raven helped herself to the other door and crawled into the sit all by herself.

Honey and her father weren't paying attention but Raven noticed immediately that the door shut and no one was there to push it. Raven had ridden in the backseat before but she never had seen the door shut by itself. Of course she had to ask, "Dad? Is the door supposed to shut by itself?"

Sam blinked in confusion before it dawned on him that he had never told them about Bumblebee as he realized what she was asking. He had promised his guardian that he would one day introduce them but hadn't really gotten around to it because of work and other things. Sam shrugged and guessed that now was as good a time as any, "I'll tell you once we are on the road okay?" he said as he flopped lightly into the driver's seat.

Once they left the driveway, Sam told them, "If I tell you, you've gotta promise me that you won't anyone not even at school. Kay?"

"We promise!" they chimed at the same time.

"Okay. Hear goes. My car is not really a car," Sam started to explain, "He is an alien entity called a Transformer."

"An alien? Like from outer space?" Raven's face lightened as she grinned widely.

"Yep!" Sam smiled brightly, "His name's Bumblebee but you can just call him 'Bee for short."

"Nuh uh! Cause that's Honeybee's nickname. She'll get confused," Raven reminded her father with a mixed expression.

Suddenly, there was a mechanical voice that spoke, "I would have to agree with the girl, Sam."

"Well… we'll discuss this further after you get out of school okay?" Sam looked at them with a mixed expression.

"So… Why are you on our planet?" Honeybee asked ignoring her sister's comment.

"I originally came here to look for a large metal cube called the All-Spark along with the rest of the Autobots. We were either going to take it back or destroy it before the Decepticons could get it," Bumblebee explained.

That of course brought on the inevitable question from the brown haired child, "What's an Autobot?"

"We are a faction of warriors from our home world of Cybertron that fight in a never-ceasing war between against the Decepticons. We fight for the freedom of all sentient beings to be able to choose their own destinies," he replied with a smile in his voice.

However, Raven's curiosity wasn't sated just yet as she asked, "What's a Decepticon?"

"They are the faction that we fight against. Their purpose is to enslave and or destroy all that are weaker in their optics," the scout explained.

Then Honeybee asked, "What's an optic?"

"They are similar in nature to your eyes that we use them to see where we are going with them as well as our surroundings. Except that we also use them to scan the different terrestrial vehicles so that we can blend it with our current environment," he told her.

"Cool!" the girls chorused as they pulled up in front of their elementary school, "Thanks, Dad! Thanks, Bee!" they called as they climbed out of the car and ran off so they wouldn't be late.

"I was hoping you would introduce them to me soon. They're so adorable," Bumblebee commented as they peeled away from the curb.

Sam had a couple of hours to kill before he had to open so he was going to get some stuff done around the house. He sighed as they drove back, "It's all about the timing. If I had told them when they were younger they probably wouldn't have understood."

"That is true," 'Bee agreed and they drove the rest of the way in silence.

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Meanwhile on the other side of town, a woman about 28 years of age stormed around the corner of 5th and Serenade. Her black hair, which stopped past her shoulder blades, was tied up in a tight braid, her skin looked like pure caramel and her eyes were a blazing green. She wore a black tank top, her black uniform trousers and the boots that also went with her uniform.

She trudged up the stairs to the Tranquility Police Department. Her eyes felt like they were going to burn holes into everything that fell under their gaze. Dragon Banes all but shoved anyone and anything out of her way as she made her way to the back of the station to the locker room.

As she got to her locker door, a voice called to her from behind, "Dragon, you're lat-," it was the chief.

"Yes, I'm late. I'm not stupid," she hissed vehemently as she nearly boiled over with rage before grabbing her uniform jacket from out of the locker. As soon as she finished buttoning it, she slammed the metal door with a loud bang and walked briskly to where the Chief of Police was standing watching her with a raised eyebrow, "Some ASSHOLE decided it would be funny to take a fuckin' metal bat to the car that I had worked my ass off for. My only mode of transportation is now off to the junkyard."

Chief Durem sighed heavily, "That's terrible. Wasn't your car brand new, too?"

"Yes. Brand FUCKING new! TOTALLED!" she shouted in anger.

"Hey, hey! Calm down. It will be fine. Besides, with your pension you should be able to get a new one in no time at all." The chief was about forty years of age and had the gruff voice of someone who was fifty, "Anyways, I came down here because I need to see you in my office."

With a sigh, Dragon finally regained her composure and followed her boss to his office where she noticed that there was another officer waiting for the chief as well. His hair was a mixture white with black spikes, the dark purples orbs in the shadow of his bangs held a hellish red tint as they watched the two of them enter the small room. His skin was really pale; it wasn't pure white but it was damn close.

When the chief seated himself he began, "Sergeant Dragon Banes I want to introduce you to your new partner, Deputy Cadence Barrick." (I couldn't think of a name so I just used my own to save my brain from information overload.)

"I'd shake your hand and all but today just isn't that day," the sergeant regarded him with an annoyed stare.

"Believe me, the feeling is mutual," he replied, narrowing his eyes and looking just as annoyed. His voice held an unholy growl to it which gave it a very deep and sinister tone.

Dragon moved to the other side of the room next to the window. The shades on the window had been pulled up so she had a clear view of the parking lot below. It's pretty easy to spot a horse in the middle of a herd of sheep. Dragon spotted the Mustang almost instantly, "And you came with your own car, too. That's always a plus… when noobs come prepared."

Deputy Barrick glared daggers at her back but remained quiet as she turned around to face him, "This is going to be awkward. I'm usually the one driving because I normally get partners that are so green that they make unripened bananas look bright yellow," Dragon said while folding her arms over her chest, "But you look like you may know something of what you're doing."

Barrick balked at her, and retorted with an irritated expression, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"You look like the type I can trust not to punch and turn every fuckin' button and knob in the damn car," she explained her toned hinted at her growing impatience, "It's so annoying when they do that. It's like poking someone in the shoulder repeatedly until they finally snap and try to put their fist through your face."

Chief Durem cleared his throat, "That's enough. You two are late as it is. So, get out of my office and get in your quality bonding time as you go on patrol. You guys get to go out to the residential area between Fort Grace Street and Lullaby Drive."

"What the fuck?… Is that what we're calling it now? Bonding time? That's real great," Sergeant Dragon commented sarcastically as she saluted and left the office the deputy following close after.

"Lullaby Drive?" Deputy Barrick couldn't help but inquire about the unusual street name although it did sound vaguely familiar.

Dragon snorted as she pushed through the front door, "The most boring street in all of Tranquility. All the houses look the same, virtually no litter as far as the eye can see, and no serious activity what so ever because everyone on the damn street's a snitch. Basically, all we'll be doin' is drivin' around in circles for about eight or more hours."

"So… Let me get this straight. We're going to be doing absolutely nothing for eight hours straight?" he asked with a flat expression.

"Yep."

Barrick groaned in annoyance as they both got into the car and started out for the patrol zone. 'This is going to be one long and uneventful solar cycle,' he thought to himself although smiled as no one had noticed that he wasn't actually one of them.

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Two guesses who it is? Yeah right like I need to ask. I hope you have enjoyed this, thus far. Please review.