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The robot fixed its lenses on them. Their hearts jumped into their throats. "What does it want?" Heather asked in a gasping whisper. No one bothered to answer, because no one knew. They could hear a rumbling in the distance, and they held each other tighter.

The first one to come was a sleek silver sports car. That was followed closely by and emergency vehicle. Then a black truck and an army green colored Hummer came over. In a trio, three motorcycles came over the horizon. One was the biggest, black and gold. The second one was mostly blue with a little bit of silver, and a little slimmer then the first one. The last one was a very sleek white one with a black lightning bolt on its front. They drove perfectly in sync and parked near the others. The last to arrive was a huge semi with a large compartment attached to the back. The other vehicles parted and let it through. It stopped a couple meters in front of them, and then all the vehicles started to transform.

The Autobots stood up and started to download the Internet into their processors. It only took a couple seconds. They glanced at each other, and the semi opened the huge compartment it had been carrying. Another 'bot crawled out and straightened up. Unlike the others, it had huge jet wings on its back, and it was a dark blue color with silver flames on it. It stepped back and let the semi have the spot light.

It bent down and spoke something indistinguishable. Heather looked over at Bruce, "What is it saying?"

Kiara arched her eyebrow, "It's Mandarin Chinese. Haven't you taken a foreign language?"

"No," they both answered at the same time. All three of them pulled away from each other a bit. Heather turned to Kiara, "What did he say?"

Kiara opened her mouth to answer, but the robot interrupted her. "I said I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots; the ones who surround you now. We come from a planet called Cybertron and have now arrived here on Earth."

Everyone's mouth dropped open as much as their jaws allowed. Bruce swallowed, "You're…aliens?"

"In the way you perceive it," Optimus replied. He straightened up. Optimus swept his hand along the line of Autobots, naming them as he went. "This is my first lieutenant, Jazz." The silver sports car bowed. Next were the truck and the Hummer in turn. "This is Ironhide and Bulkhead, our weapons and destruction experts." Then it was the emergency vehicles turn. "This is our medic, Ratchet." The motorcycles were introduced in order. "This is Prowl, Arcee, and Stalk. Arcee and Stalk are the only female Autobots." Last it was the Camaro and the jet-robot. "This is Bumblebee, you've already met him. This is Strike, our only jet transforming Autobot, and Stalk's older brother. You now know who we are; now who are you? Bumblebee must have picked you for a reason." The yellow robot nodded his head.

Bruce stepped forward, "I'm Bruce, and this is Heather and Kiara."

Optimus nodded, "Welcome Bruce, Heather, and Kiara. You are now in the care of the Autobots."

Kiara smiled, "That's great, but I have one question."

"Ask away."

"Who are you guys?"