Nothing is Impossible
Disclaimer; I don't own Transformers, The Avengers, or any other animes mentioned in this fic. They belong to their respective owners. Please R&R if you have the time. Enjoy~
Summary; Quinn is the daughter of Tony Stark and Pepper Potts. Her life consists of doing missions, training, being a certified medic, and keeping up her reputation as the famous Iron Man's daughter. But after recovering an ancient artifact on one of her missions, it all goes wrong and sends her away from her universe for her destiny. It throws her into her favorite movie's universe.
''Whoohoo!,'' Mikeala whooped, laughing as Quinn swerved around a curve in a drag racing move. Straightening herself out, she raced towards Sam's house. When they got there, she turned herself sideways in a drifting move she had learned on one of her missions in Japan as an undercover racer. It put her in the center of the circle of mechs in the yard. They stared at her surprised, shocked, and a little bit awed. Flinging open her door with a flourish, Mikeala stepped out and stepped back as Quinn transformed, smirking.
''Sup?,'' she asked, leaning down and offering a hand to Mikeala, who stepped on without hesitation and gripped her thumb.
''Tha was a sweet entrance, shorty,'' Jazz whistled, grinning.
''Why thank you, Jazzy,'' Quinn replied, smirking as she lifted Mikeala up to Sam's room. Mikeala climbed in and Quinn lowered her hand, stepping back.
''Oops, my bad,'' Optimus said as he accidentally stepped on the fountain, crushing it. Quinn snickered as she watched him. Those words sounded pretty funny when Prime said them. Then she turned her attention to Ratchet as he tripped, running into the power lines.
''Whoo, that's tingly. You've got to try that,'' he said, standing. Quinn burst out laughing at both his actions and his words.
''Yeah, sure,'' Ironhide grunted, giving him an odd look. That just made Quinn laugh harder.
Her laughter cut off as she paused, remembering something. Turning her head, she sensed the familiar black vans of S-Seven coming towards the house.
''Slag, Optimus we got incoming company. Take the rest of the team and go, I'll stay here with the humans,'' she said and he nodded, transforming with the others following suit. Then they peeled out of there. As soon as they were gone, she transformed into her human form. Then she paused to look down at her outfit. It was the same outfit she had left her universe with, the cat suit. The weapons were still there as well. Sighing, she willed her outfit to change. It did, changing into a pair of white jeans, a black t-shirt with the Autobot symbol on it in bright blue, blue sneakers, and a pair of black sunglasses over her eyes.
''Man, I look badass,'' she whistled to herself before lunging in the bushes, crouching in them and watching as Seymour Simmons lead Sam and Mikeala into one of the black vans. They drove away, leaving people in white suits to investigate the house. Rolling her eyes, she snuck past them and paused, looking around. A smirk stretched across her face as she saw a black motorcycle sitting there with the keys still in the ignition. Running over to it, she slipped on, slipping the helmet over her head and revving the engine quietly before pulling out of the driveway and racing after the long line of black vans.
: Quinn, what is happening?: Optimus asked over the com link as she sped up, trailing the lead van smoothly and without detection.
: The humans are in the lead van: She answered, smirking under her helmet.
: Affirmative, we will intercept them: Optimus replied before shutting his com link off. She smirked wider in anticipation, remembering how Optimus scared the heck out of Simmons.
Falling behind purposely, she watched the lead van was stopped by a giant metal foot crashing down in front of it.
''Taking the children was a bad move,'' Optimus growled, looking down at them.
''Agents, I'd like you to meet my little friend, Optimus Prime,'' Sam announcd proudly, grinning as he looked up at Optimus. The agents stupidly pointed their guns at him.
''Autobots! Relieve them of their weapons.'' All of the Autobots jumped out from behind the pillars of the bridge and Quinn sat on her motorcycle above them, watching them.
''Ah'll take those,'' Jazz said, using a magnet to take all of the guns away.
''Jazz, where is Quinn?,'' Optimus asked, noticing her absence. Jazz looked around, shrugging.
''Ah don't know. Wasn't she followin the humans?,'' he asked and Optimus nodded. Quinn smirked, deciding it was time to make her appearance. Transforming into her bipedal mode, she sub spaced the motorcycle before vaulting off the bridge, landing beside Jazz in a crouch. She smoothly stood and crossed her arms over her chassis.
''Looking for me?,'' she asked, smirking. Jazz grinned at her, his visor flashing.
''Ya have a knack for entrances don't ya, Quinn?,'' he asked, shaking his head.
''Do it with style or don't do it at all,'' she answered, quoting him with a smirk. He laughed, his visor flashing in amusement.
''You don't seem afraid. Are you not surprised to see us?,'' Optimus asked, kneeling down in front of the humans.
''Look. There are S-Seven protocols. Okay? I'm not authorized to communicate with you except to tell you I can't communicate with you,'' Simmons answered nervously. She snickered at his nervousness.
''Get out of the car, now!,'' Optimus ordered and Quinn snickered again when Simmons jumped at his yell. They climbed out of the car and Quinn moved forward, kneeling down.
''Need a lift?,'' she asked, offering a hand to Mikeala and Sam. They climbed on and she stood carefully, careful to make no sudden movements that would lead to dropping them.
Simmons was staring up at them, holding his hands up in a surrendering gesture and spinning in a circle to see everyone. He stopped as he saw Quinn, getting a perplexed look on his face.
''You have women?,'' he asked, perplexed.
''Yes, we have femmes,'' Optimus answered, listening to something Jazz was saying.
''What's your name?,'' Simmons asked Quinn as she kneeled to let Sam and Mikeala off her hand.
''Quinn,'' she answered and continued before he could say his. ''I already know yours, Seymour Simmons.''
He looked surprised but snapped out of it as Mikeala and Sam both snickered. He gave them a dirty look.
''How did you know?,'' he asked, confused.
''Your badge, Simmons. Which by the way, is fake,'' Quinn answered casually, standing fully again.
''What is Sector Seven?,'' Sam asked, stepping forward. Simmons just stared at him in response.
''Answer me!,'' Sam yelled, getting close to Simmons face as he said it.
''I'm the one who asks questions around here. Not you young man!''
Quinn snickered as she looked down at him with her arms crossed over her chassis. ''I don't know if you haven't noticed, but you're in no place to be asking questions, Mamma's Boy.''
He glared up at her furiously. ''Shut up.'' He flicked her the middle finger and she smirked wider.
''Sorry, but I'm too old for you. I'm not a cougar by any means,'' she rolled her optics, smirking.
''How did you know about the aliens?,'' Mikeala asked, eyeing Simmons.
''Where did you take my parents?,'' Sam asked.
He rolled his eyes in response. ''I'm not at liberty to- what do you think you're doing?!'' Quinn didn't answer as she stood fully again, having bent over to pull his 'do- what- I- want- and- get- away- with- it' badge from his front pocket.
''This bade is fragging fake, but just in case,'' Quinn handed it to Sam, who took it and looked through it.
''Brave with their big alien friends standing behind them...,'' Simmons muttered, glancing at Quinn, who shot a smirk.
''Nothing,'' Sam sighed after finding absolutely nothing useful. ''Where's Sector Seven?'' He turned back to Simmons.
''Wouldn't you like to know?,'' Simmons snorted before Bumblebee started fragging pissing on him. Quinn started laughing, amused at really seeing the real thing.
''Bumblebee! Stop lubricating the man!,'' Optimus said, though anyone could tell he was amused as well. Bumblebee stopped, looking satisfied with himself.
''Good job, Bee,'' Quinn complemented, clapping Bee on the shoulder. She tuned everything out really until she heard Ironhide say, ''Optimus! Incoming!''
Knowing what was coming, Quinn transformed and drove off as the others followed after Ironhide took out the coming black SUVs.
She broke off from the others, thinking about what she should do. After a few hurried plans, she transformed into her human form, dressed in the same Autobot outfit she changed into earlier. Her stolen motorcycle appeared beside her as she jumped on, the squeal of tires the only sound as she raced towards where she knew Optimus and Bumblebee would be.