AN: Sandra belongs to me, Hailey and her sister belong to MoreThanMeetsTheEye231 and Whitney "Toni" belongs to Lightning Prime

Sandra's POV

"Okay, I give up," I moaned as I dumped my mechanical pencil onto my sketchbook. "I've officially developed artist's block!"

It's been like a half an hour and I still haven't decided on what I wanted to draw. Well, great ideas don't always hit you right at the instant. Shoving the desire of drawing aside for now, I went online and searched for some Transformers fanfics to read, some episodes of any Transformers continuity I'm interested in at the moment to watch, art to view on DeviantArt, or just get my lazy self to type up the latest chapter of one of my Transformers fanfics. Sadly, as I said earlier, my laziness often gets the better of me.

The music on my computer is quite loud and a soothing remedy for pretty much everything. It didn't matter what genre it was, what language it's in, or who was singing the song, as long as I like it I will play it on loop over and over again. That, and it also means a one-way transfer straight to my iPod Touch.

Just then, my mom opened the door.

"You better go to sleep early," Mom said. "You have that event to go to tomorrow, don't you?"

"Oh yeah," I muttered. "I remember."

"Alright, just don't stay up too late. Damon's dad is going to pick you up at 6:30." She closed the door.

In case anyone is wondering what we're talking about; it's about my volunteer program. It's called the San Mateo County Search and Rescue, or as we members call it, Post 830. As the name describes it, we are tasked to go out to search and rescue any missing person, usually at night. However, that's not the only thing we do. We also go to events to perform "details", which is to perform traffic control, set things up, or just help out, pretty much everything there is to make sure the event runs smoothly. As an added bonus, once you're officially a member you can join the officers on sit-alongs, where you sit with a police officer in their cruiser and patrol an area he or she is assigned to, or you can help out in the jail.

The only downside of participating in the events is that we have to wake up super early to go to the courthouse near the building where our meetings are held to check in with our advisors before we leave to help set up for the event. That, and the events usually happen on the weekends, but I volunteer for Sundays because Saturday is when I work.

After brushing my teeth, wash my face, and dressed in my PJs I jumped onto my bed and covered myself with my blanket with Hamtaro characters (don't judge!) on it. While hoping that this time I'll be able to fall asleep without difficulty, my starts wandering about Transformers.

You know, I've been reading plenty of stories where a Transfan winds up in the Transformers universe and sometimes having special powers. Not that it's a bad thing to me, of course, but if I were to end up in one I could at least be very helpful or have at least be given a plausible reason for being sent there. Oh, and maybe some fellow Transfans online could join me. I wish all that could happen.

As soon as I was done with my fantasy, I feel myself slowly drifting off.

I mean, it's only a wish. What could go wrong?

Elsewhere...

Hailey's POV

"Yes! I finally beat Trypticon!" I shouted as watched the scene of Trypticon falling down a deep hole. A long, hard fought battle but nevertheless a sweet victory.

"Hailey, you shouldn't be so loud! And it's late, you should go to bed!" scolded my mom.

"Aww, but Mom! It's the weekend, who cares how late I wake up tomorrow! And besides, I wanted to finish my game."

Mom laughed, "I know that you're excited to complete your Transformers game, but you still have to go bed. It doesn't matter if it's Saturday, it's almost midnight."

"Okay," I grumbled. "Good night."

As I trudged to my room, I found Taylor still awake and in her bunk, which is below mine.

"So," Taylor smirked. "Finally beat Trypticon, huh?"

"Yup! Finally beat that lizard freak's aft! The only thing now is to get Transformers: Fall of Cybertron, an internet friend told me about it and how awesome it was while she and her brother were playing it."

My sister shook her head. "You and your love of Transformers, you're never going to stop talking about them are you?"

I scoffed, "Please! Transformers is the greatest thing to ever come into existence and I will always love them!"

Taylor laughed, "Yeah, probably the next thing you want is for Transformers to actually be real."

"Oh, I wish Transformers were real! That would definitely be awesome," I said as I climbed onto the top bunk bed. "But c'mon, wishes like that coming true only happens in stories! There's no way it could happen in reality."

"That's true."

Somewhere else...

Toni's POV

"And...done!" I said as I submitted my latest artwork in my DeviantArt account. As soon as it was displayed, I continued drawing a sketch of my character, Lightning Prime. She's one of my Ocs in Transformers, which I love. Besides drawing, I also write stories about Transformers. So far, I'm still finishing a chapter for one of my stories.

While I was drawing, I heard a knock on my bedroom door.

"Whitney?" I heard my mom say from outside. "It's getting late, you should go to sleep now."

"I will, Mom. I just need to finish coloring my drawing!"

"Alright. Just remember, don't stay up late. It may be the weekend but you still need your sleep."

I rolled my eyes at the lecture a parent would always give to a child about sleep. Once I heard my mom's footsteps gradually decrease, I continued coloring. After I was done, I turned off the lights in my room and climbed into bed. I wasn't tired just yet so I sneakily went online to read some Transformers fanfiction on my phone.

"Man," I said to myself. "I wish Transformers is real. Too bad it's only in stories that any Transfan of some sort that would somehow wind up in a world where Transformers exist.

Three teenage girls, living in different locations in the United States, but with a common interest, made an implausible wish within the night. Yes, they knew that their wish is far too ludicrous and something that only exist within one's imagination or stories.

But sometimes, even the most ridiculous of wishes can come true.

Too long.

The strong, yet wise, being looked on sadly as it watched its creations fighting against one another. Hatred against warring factions suffocating the atmosphere.

For too long, I have watched as my children fight, and kill one another. And for too long, many have suffered from several losses during the war.

As he spoke, a giant white orb glowed intensely. Occasionally, the orb would start glowing brighter and growing bigger as the being thought to itself.

No! I cannot allow this war to go on much longer! It must be brought to an end!

After shouting the last few words, the giant orb split into three smaller, colored orbs. One red, one yellow, and one blue. The three orbs rotated in a perfect circle, slowly going faster and faster by the second. Before long, the tri-colored orbs scattered into the far reaches of the unknown.

The chosen three will be tasked to help bring the Great War to an end. Only they will be able to see and come to contact with the power bestowed on them.

By this decision the being waited, fully aware of the consequences that may follow.

After putting off this idea for so long, I FINALLY forced myself to type this chapter and let the world read it.

Please R&R!