Finally, the first chapter is done, whew. Thank you Harpygirl91 for your review, you're the best. I'm going to try to follow the story IDW set into motion up until the last issue of Transformers: Devastation. After that, I can't really say. Anyway, the story will get better, but right now, I just want to get it started. Plus you can also see a guest character from another anime, can you guess who? Enjoy and Please review

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Chapter 1

Eye Contact

Despite the stereotypes and foolish optimism of some, the simple truth is that there is no one soul that is pure white or pure black. Everyone has a shade of gray.

"Heads must roll for this disgrace," spoke an angry tyrant as he stomped to his throne. "If Prime wants to call for reinforcements, then so will I. Astrotrain, get me Sixshot!"

"Sir, you can't be serious? After all, we're still at stage three," argued the triple-changer as he tried to recover from the shock of his master's command. "We've never used him this early."

The mighty leader of the Decepticons stopped in his tracks, but did not bother to face his subordinate. "I did not invite room for debate, now do as I say!"

Decepticon Base, section of space unknown:

"Are you certain of that Squawkbox," questioned the Decepticon super weapon through his communicator. "I thought they were only at Stage Three of the Infiltration Protocol. So why now… never mind. As long as I can satisfy this craving inside of me, then I don't care." Sixshot examined one of his rifles as the words of the drone Deathbringer rang through his processor. His curiosity was replaced by his second feeling of loneliness overcame him upon realizing that those he could relate to were gone. There was only one method the killer robot had for dealing with this emotion, indulging himself in destruction. The thought that there was a possibility that he could over come his solitude gave the six-changer motivation to reach Earth as soon as possible.

United States, Oregon, Portland International Airport, three weeks later:

"My God, I never thought I'd be so happy to be on the ground," whined a blonde girl as she messaged her sore feet. Her five travel companions patiently waited for her and took advantage of the time to stretch out their limbs.

"I can't believe that I'm going to say this, but I agree with Usagi," spoke Rei as she also rubbed her aching feet.

"Hey, you guys have no right to complain. Besides, it isn't fair because Momaru and I can't rub our feet and we're carrying all the baggage!" After that compelling argument, the two senshi stopped tending to their pained body parts and joined the others in taking part of the load from Momaru and Makoto. Now that that dilemma was handled, the five Inner Senshi and the Prince of the Earth Kingdom moved on to the next problem, finding the exit. For the girls, this was their first time in the United States, so they were a bit confused on the next course of action. Fortunately, the person they'd come to visit spotted them and rushed to greet them.

Hotaru Tenoh, now at the age of sixteen, was taking part in a study abroad program at the Oregon Institute of Technology. Despite her young age, Hotaru was classified as a genius and ranked

tenth among the thirty most intelligent students in Japan. Thus, she was offered full tuition, boarding, food, and even the flight tickets. For about five months, Hotaru stayed in America working on a Computer Engineering Technology degree.

"Usagi-chan, guys, over here," Hotaru said as she quickly hugged her future queen. Then the youngest senshi embraced each of her comrades. "I'm glad you all could make it."

"To be honest, we wouldn't have been able to make it if Setsuna, Haruka, and Michiru didn't pay for our tickets." Ami, realizing that bringing up those names made Hotaru home sick, decided to change the topic. "So, who is the boy standing behind you," she asked, making the others aware of the dark-skinned teenager waiting with Hotaru.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I should have introduced him to you first." The six visitors got a hint on how close Hotaru was to this boy when she wrapped her arms around his right arm. "This is Soran Ibrahim, my boyfriend," stated the senshi of death proudly. The five girls examined the boy, making him feel uncomfortable.

Momaru must have sensed the boys discomfort, because he was about to make a move to get the girls' attention off of Soran. However, Hotaru beat him to it with a flustered face and an aggressive tone. "Back off, Soran's mine. So quit looking at him like he's on the market or something." The senshi were stunned by their young friend's new protective streak. The young Iraqi boy that Hotaru was tightly clinging to was a bit embarrassed, and upon realizing what she'd done, so was Hotaru. "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. I, I… How about we get going?" She let go of her boyfriend's arm and turned around to lead the group out, but a strange feeling overcame her and she lost consciousness.

Hotaru was praying that she was in nightmare, because the scene before her was worse than anything she'd ever seen. It was an entire kingdom in flames. The bodies of men, women, and children stained the ground while the screams of agony and gun fire polluted the air. For the first time in her life, Hotaru wanted to gouge out her own eyes and cut off her own ears just to relieve herself of the painful images and sounds. In the sky was a gigantic and ominous figure, about the size of a planet, reaching down to the destroyed land with his huge hand. The Senshi of Death wanted to run, but her legs gave out. She lost all hope and waited for the end of her life. Then, she noticed a humanoid being standing in the midst of the flames. It was a robot with two rifles in its hands. Again, an ominous feeling came over Hotaru as she felt the evil flowing from it. The robot turned its head to the side and one of its red eyes made contact with her.

"Hey Hotaru, wake up," said Usagi as she gave her young friend a few light slaps. The black haired girl struggled to open her eyes, and found herself in the back seat of mini-van once she succeeded. "Thank God you're alright. When you collapsed, we were so shocked that we didn't know what to do. Ami suggested that we bring you to the first aid station, but Soran just picked you up and carried you to the van."

Hotaru looked at each of her friends and finally at her beloved who was driving. "Thanks guys… Thanks, Soran." Even though she'd regained consciousness, that horrifying nightmare had exhausted the young senshi. With the help of her friends, Hotaru laid back down across the vehicle's third seat. After resting her head against a few balled-up jackets, her glaze was set to the sky. That's when she saw what appeared to be a futuristic jet zoom across the blue yonder. What was that, and why do I have the same feeling as I did in that dream?