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Lennox: Shut up and get on with it! Epps won't shut up about having someone on base whose Australian and nor will he quite the annoying accent!

Epps: G'day mate what's on at the pub tonight. Gonna get a couple of drinks in with the boys over cricket!?

Me: Epps, shut up. Lennox don't just assume that you'll get her for all you know she's going to remain a civilian.

Lennox and Epps: Say what!? Dude you can't do that!

Me: Yes I can and maybe I will. Oh one more thing, I don't own Transformers only the plot and OC's!

Legend:

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Cybertronian

Dreams/Thoughts

~Time, Place~

~12:26am, Somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean~

After I had banged my head on the window and cursed my luck at loosing my favorite shot guns, I fell asleep only to wake to someone shaking me. The guy who was at the front of the plane. What does he want? "Can I help you at this ungodly hour?" I'm not a friendly person after being woken, on top of that I relieved the same memory I've been seeing for the last 10 years.

"Miss I'd like to talk to you, if you don't mind." I looked at him and took his appearance in, he was about 6'4 and had a muscular build. Only continuous training can give you that kind of build. He also appeared to be in his mid thirties or early forties, either that or he's very young and seen the hard life of battle.

"I don't mind. Call me rude but you look like your in your mid thirties, am I right in thinking that?" I always could be very blunt with some things, age being one of them. I mean why hide it, age is to be respected. At least in my mind it's meant to be. The stranger laughed as he sat next to me.

"Don't worry about it kid and yeah your right. My name's William Lennox, call me Will, can I ask why you wanted to know?" Lennox spoke softly to not disturb the rest of the passengers. I looked out the window and sighed. Looking back at him I look him dead in the eyes.

"Your eyes. They look at least twice your age. Am I right to assume that you have seen battle?" I asked gently still not taking my eyes off him. He sighed and ran a hand over his weary face.

"Yeah, my actual name/title is Major William Lennox of the US Air Force. I'm surprised someone so young could see that. Anyway, do you dye your hair that colour or is it natural?" Lennox didn't appear comfortable with talking about his line of duty. Nodding my head softly I looked out the window to stop freaking him out, though he seemed to be handling my eyes better than everyone else.

"Thank you for protecting us from the things we don't know about. Ignorance truly is bliss. As for my hair yes it's natural, I was in a freak accident involving a Uranium Neclear Power Plant in the middle of the Northern Territory. I was 14 at the time and wounded. I almost died from the radiation." I SHOULD have died that day. I thought bitterly.

"I think I remember a seeing a news article on that, happened 10 years ago, about 600 were infected from the radiation, 200 died from it and all of the workers on site were instantly killed. People dubbed it the Aussie Chernobyl, no one can go there for about 2.8 billion years and the government said that they had no warning of it going to blow. They also said that thanks to the location of the plant the disaster wasn't as bad as it could have been." Lennox said softly. He looked at her with a new light, he suddenly saw her strong stance, the muscles in her arms and the billion year old gaze that kinda gave him the creeps. "You're lucky to be alive if you had radiation poison-"

"LUCKY." I spat, what was lucky about having to live in the dark? What was lucky about living with no family? What was lucky about seeing the only family you have die? Shaking myself from my thoughts I glare out the window. "Major Lennox I'm not lucky. I lost my whole family in that accident and I was almost killed. If you knew the truth about me you'd be running for the hills or trying to detain me and experiment on me. I'm anything but lucky Major." I calmly stated.

"Why would I run for the hills? What do you know of what I've faced? For all you know maybe you're not the weirdest person I've come across." Lennox chastised me gently. "You know I heard your full name and did some research, Aquarius Stephanie Grant. I also know that your father was one of the men working at the plant and I know that you were there with him the day of the explosion. You're not the strangest person I've met." He grinned at her.

"Are you stalking me? Major Lennox if you're not stalking me then why did you do all that research into me? Are you here to take me to Sector Seven or Area 51?" Lennox kept grinning at her. Until she said S-7 and Area 51, that he burst out laughing at earning a mass of 'shhhhhs' from the other passengers.

"Okay kid that's brilliant. You know about S-7, I'll have to detain you for that one. As for Area 51, yeah I work for that sector but not like the myths and legends state. You don't have job yet in America, your file says that you're a master marksman with most weapons. I'd like to offer you a job for training our new recruits." He looked at her still grinning, strange man, and holding his hand out. "So do you want the job?"

I stopped and thought about it. Did I want the job, well it's being handed to me. It's with the military so the pay will be good, even if I am just a trainer. On top of that it'll mean I won't have to go walking all over the place and get my self lost. But what if they find out about my powers? He seems to have been open and honest with me so far, but he's hiding something. A BIG something. "Major Lennox, I'll take the job however, you must understand that there are somethings that you don't know about. Please understand I'm not mentioning them for your own safety. I also am aware that you, yourself are hiding a secret. If you reveal your secret then I'll reveal mine." I stated coolly, god I wish I didn't have this kind of attitude but with ex-foster parents that were in the military, it rubs off on you. Shaking his hand, Major Lennox got up and went back to his seat to make a phone call.

~Lennox~

After returning to my seat I call Optimus on my satellite phone.

::Optimus speaking.::

"Prime I've found the girl, she's admitted that she has a secret but has also agreed to work for us at the base as a marksman trainer, possibly a little more detailed later on."

::So she really did survive. I heard only rumors, you squishies stun me sometimes.:: That would be Ironhide.

"Hey 'Hide. Optimus, she also worked out that I know something big so we might need to be careful around her."

::Very well, return safely my friend.::

"Will do, see you at base." With that I hung up the phone and slept the rest of the way and further. I actually didn't wake till we landed and everyone started to get off. Someone was shoving me. I stood up and looked at who it was, the girl - Aquarius.

"Hurry up there are others who are wanting off sleepy head." She grinned at me, god did that grin remind me of the twins. Grabbing my bags I walked out with her following behind.

"So you want me at the base today or are you happy for my to go to my house?" She asked me like she was asking for the weather.

"I'd like to take you to base, get you introduced to everyone and your security clearance sorted out. Maybe learn what my big secret is." I jumped into the waiting GMC Topkick and started it up waiting for her to get in. Getting the picture she jumped in.

"Nice ute! Better than the rust buckets I grew up with." I looked at her strangly. Utes? What were they? She looked over and saw my confusion. Grinning that evil grin, she laughed. "Ute is Australian slang for a type of truck. God I'm going to have fun corrupting you lot!" Nodding my head in understand and slight fear, I can personally say I understand why men say steer clear of Australian women. They're scary.

~Aqua~

As we drove Major Lennox and I started a word battle, he'd say American words and I'd have to say the Australian equivalent.

"Waterloo" Lennox suddenly said grinning.

"Are you trying to quote ABBA? Thunder-box, drop dunny and my personal favorite, dutch-oven.." I stated with a blank face, he was laughing his head off.

"Thunder-box? Dutch-oven? Seriously, why would you call it that?" He did not just ask that, I couldn't help but grin as a memory popped into my mind. My dad and I were camping and there was a drop dunny, he told me about some of the different names for them. He didn't explain 'thunder-box' to me, he showed me. Grinning at Lennox I giggle innocently.

"It's called a thunder-box because when you fart in a properly made Aussie tin can, it'll echo. The echo'll build and eventually sound like thunder, depending on how good you are. Therefore 'thunder-box'. As for Dutch-oven it's not actually what we call the toilet but what we call when someone, namely our partners, let rip under the sheets. Trust me sometimes they're as bad as they sound." I grinned at his shocked face. He shook it and them muttered about Aussies and having filthy, weird minds.

"League" He suddenly said, a tricky one.

"Well that depends." I was again being very mischievous about things.

"On?" He was sounding very weary of me right now.

"Well when you say 'league' I gather you mean Ivy League Grid Iron. Right?"

"Yeah."

"Prepare to be amazed at how confusing the Australian Sports system is! We have Rugby League, Rugby Union, Touch Football, AusKick, Soccer and State of Origin. All of which fit under the same sport as Grid Iron. Soccer is the European version of football the others are all based off of each other with slight changes of rules." I grinned as his face fell that he didn't catch me out.

"Ocean" I looked at him strange.

"Ocean? Dude that's still 'ocean' in Australian slang but in my dictionary it's a massive salty bath!" He burst into another round of laughter as pulled into a building. Still laughing he got out and was greeted by a African-American man who also looked about the same age as Lennox.

"Dude, you broken or something? What could make you laugh like that?" He asked his team mate. I took that as my que to jump out. Climbing out and sitting out the roof I coughed to gain their attention, Lennox paled and the other-guy-whose-name-I'm-yet-to-learn started grinning at me.

"That was my fault mate. Did you know that Vegemite tastes like crap?" I asked innocently from my perch on the roof. Standing up I jump off the roof and landed on my feet. "Name's Aquarius Stephanie Grant, call me Aqua mate." The African-American grinned and strode forward.

"Robert, Robert Epps but just call me Epps, everyone does. You've already met Lennox. welcome to N.E.S.T." He shook my hand and lead me into the hanger.

"What does N.E.S.T. stand for? Please tell me it's not Never Eat Sour Tarts!" I suddenly exasperated. Epps looked at me and fell on the floor laughing.

"Oh god, please say she's staying, it'll never be boring again! Wait your accent, are you English?" He suddenly asked out of the blue.

"Oh god don't compare me to the bloody poms! Eating biscuits and drinking tea like it's no ones business, god I'd die of boredom quicker than a fish out of water." I growled.

"Then where the hell have I heard your accent!?" Epps cried. Wow, talk about bi-polar personality. I grinned at him.

"Here's a clue, I come from one of the most creature deadly countries in the world. Most famous deadly animals would Red-back Spiders, Great White Sharks and Salty the Crocodile." I grinned as I saw him start to think.

"Nada, don't have a single cl-"

"Australia. Maggie is also of the same nationality I believe." Someone called out, I turned around and saw a guy a little younger than myself with bright yellow hair and black streaks. Nodding and giving them the thumbs up I turn to Epps.

"There you have it, Australiana. Bitches ain't gonna know what hit them when I start on their sorry arses." Lennox looked impressed with my enthusiasm.

Someone came up and spoke to Lennox, he simply grinned. "Hey Aqua, how about a quick trial. The recruits have already arrived, want to have a go training them?"

"Um hell yes. That's going to be my job isn't it? Girls gotta know their places, the only one on top of the throne is me." With that I marched out to an open field with all the recruits lined up. I looked at Lennox who simply nodded. "Alright you princesses here's the go. I am going to be you marksman trainer and possible your newest drill martial. Anyone got any issues with that?" Four of the 25 men stepped forward. Sighing I pulled out a gun I had pinched from the table coming out and shot all their hats off. Lennox and Epps were having a heart attack while the men I shot at looked like they were about to piss themselves. "Anyone else like to step up and have any issues with my position? No? Good, I want to know just how much shit you maggots are in with your marksmenship. At 0700 you are going to report here, dressed and ready for battle. Am I understood?" I only got half the group to respond, sighing again I turned to Lennox. "Major Lennox, what's the punishment for not responding when told?" I asked deadly calm.

"Two days drill work and disciplinary actions." He stated as he started at the men before him.

"When with me, punishments double. Now I'll ask again, am I understood?" It was then followed by everyone giving a resounding 'Yes Ma'am.' Nodding my head I turned to Lennox and Epps, there was someone else behind Lennox who was honestly built like a brick shit house. Grinning I let my demon side slip a bit. whistling I grabbed his attention. "Damn. Where'd you come from? Don't tell me you're the other master marksman Lennox was telling me about?" He simply nodded and lifted a curious eyebrow at me. Shaking me head I look at him, "You don't need to say 'ready, aim, fire' you're already on fire big boy." Lennox and Epps' eyes both widened at what I said as I grinned like the mad man I am.

"I'd like to know just when the hell you got that gun and also why the hell did you shot their hats!?" Epps started to go bat shit crazy on my arse. I looked at him with a 'duh' look.

"I grabbed the gun on our way here, chill it's only a 9mm pistol. Two things with your second question 1) Guys will never follow women unless they show the dominance of the training. 2) They would continue to question my ability if they never saw it and if I showed it later they'd think it easy. I've got to have my fun scaring the shit out of them at some point. Besides wait till tomorrow." I shrugged my shoulders.

Okay so there it is people, chapter 3 and also my longest chapter! Whooo! Anyway there are many plans for the next chapter such as fights, a little showing off and Auqa's general Aussie craziness. Be afraid people, be very afraid!