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Wow! First update in like three weeks. Main reason cause I was too lazy to type the entire story out. If you have any thoughts on how to change a chapter PM or leave me a message, I could really use the support! I'd like to thank all those who have read my story cause I have 108 hits just this month.

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Charlie looked up from his spot on the ground and watched the area around him. Birds flew and landed in the light, but tall trees that covered the grassland, chirping and singing as they found and searched for mates. The area he was in was quiet and the sun was a comfterbul warmth in the mid-afternoon of Spring. He took off his dirty, cracked glasses and tried to rub them clean with his torn and also dirty sleeve. Decieding that his glasses were clean enough, Charlie put them back on and his vision cleared, revealing a black and white police car with its windows tinted, heading strait towards him. His eyes widened and he grabbed his old back pack, before springing to his feet and running away from the cruser as it speed up, switching on its sirens. But Charlie continued to run through the grassland, dessprate to get away. Untillanother vehical came charging towards him at an amazing speed and he let out a yelp as the H2 Search and Rescue hummer swiveld, missing him narrowly, and came to a complet stop. Two Laborgini's followed and turned next to the hummer so that they were one on each side, making a complet circle around Charlie, who had began to shake in fear on the spot. And the boy did the only thing he could, he screamed at the Yellow sports car as its engine roared dangerously. All the windows in the car shattered as his invisible sound waves hit them, and a growl erupted from it. Suddenly all four changed and before he knew it, the four Vehicals had rosen into the air as tall robots. The yellow Laborgini's face met his and Charlie coured away from it.

"What the frag was that for Fleshie!" he growled sending out a glare as he powered up his plasma rifle, but before he could get an answer, a loud metal clang was heard and the Yellow mech sprang up holding his hem from where the search and rescue mech had hitten him with a wrench.

"No vile language infront of the child!" he said, his voice intellegant and oddly soothing to the tweleve year old standing at their feet.

"although it was unnesssary." Charlie turned his head to the voice to see the police cruser speaking to him.

"I-I-I'm so-so-sorry!" Charlie Stuttered, his little face filled with fear as he walked away from him backwards, only to bump into a red foot, "Ple-pl-please d-d-on't hu-h-hurt m-me-me!"

The red mech behind him looked down and lowered himself onto his one knee, "No worries kid, although we'd like ya ta come with us."

"Why?" Charlie asked proud of himself that he had managed to say that without stuttering, even if it still came out as a whimp, as he tried to clean his glasses yet again.

"Are you Charlie Dyln Blaze," he hummer asked again, "Date of Birth 15/12/1999?"

"Ye-y-yes," the boy answered and they all knodded.

"then we need you to come with us," the police cruser said, "My name is Prowl, we are Autonomous Robotic Organisms from the planet Cybertron, or Autobots for short, and we are here to protect you from our enemies the Decepticons." He pointed to the search and rescue mech. "our Chief medical officer Ratchet."

"the boy is in a very unhealthy state," Ratchet said and Charlie shivered as a blue light ran over him. Ratchet's optics widened and he quickly crouched onto one knee, staring the boy strait in his eyes, "My scans indicate that he is very undernourished and needs to rehydrate soon. This is very concerning."

Charlie then turned back to Prow as Ratchet went on talking to himself about getting the boy fatned. "this is Sunstreaker and his twin, Sideswipe." The twelve year old looked over to Sunstreaker who was glaring darkly at him and Charlie felt a twich of regret for screaming at him, before he turned to the red laborgini known as sideswipe, who simply nodded his head. "And you Charlie Dylan Blasé, are our ward."

Charlie nodded, not sure what to say. He knew this had something to do with his curse and attmitted defeat with a bowed head. The Autobots said nothing and transformered back into their car forms, ratchet popping open his passinger door. Charlie swinged himself into the seat with his backpack on his lap and grimced as the dirt on his torn, old clothing and skin, smeared onto the seats, "S-s-s-so-'ory," he muttered but then jumped when Ratchet's voice came out of nowhere.

"It is alright child." They set off, tugging back out the fields and Charlie gave out another shriek when a man suddenly appeared in the driver's seat. "Relax, it is just my Holoform seeing as you are too young to drive," Ratchet said and Charlie let out a sigh as his worries simmer down slightly as he took in the hologram's appearance. Ratchet's Holoform was a tall man in his late thirties, with blue unnatural coloured eyes and slightly graying hair. He had well tanned skin and was wearing a green military issued pants with a matching medic's jacket and a few tools in his belt added. Charlie let out another sigh and curled up in his seat as they entered town and closed his eyes, praying that the bullies in his old school didn't see him, and before he could stop himself, he let out a small yawn and fell asleep.