Disclaimer:
DD: I do not own Transformers, it belongs to Hasbro, and Michael Bay. I only own this story, Lizzy and her family, and some other characters I will be putting in later on.
Desert. Open, dry desert. That was all that was around, save a lone figure standing right in the middle of it all. Seventeen year old Elizabeth Carter stood on a tall cliff, the dead center of nowhere, not that she knew this. All she knew was that she was far away from anyone she knew, and could never go back. Lizzy sighed and glanced around, trying to find something that wasn't sandy coloured. She sat down on the edge and laid back, gazing at the sky. It was a soft, robin's egg blue. A few white, fluffy clouds drifted around. Lizzy closed her eyes, and let the sun warm her face.
She felt the ground shake intermittently. Like something big was walking. A shadow passed over her, and she opened her eyes. A large figure loomed over top of her. It was a giant robot. Its blue optics looked into her own eyes, a sad smile crossed its facial plates. And it gave a soft chuckle.
"It's almost like you can see me." He said, it had the voice of a male.
"I can see you." Lizzy replied, sitting up. "Wait, I know you. You're Jazz."
The robot stood up, surprised. Lizzy stood up as well, staring up at him.
"You know my name?" Jazz asked. "Now, how would a lil' pigeon like you, know somethin' like dat?"
Lizzy gave a hollow laugh and grinned sadly.
"That is a very long story." She replied.
"What 'bout how ya got here?" Jazz asked.
"The same way you did." She answered. "I died."
Lizzy rubbed her arm subconsciously, her skin was cold. She had seen dead bodies before, family members and friends who had died. But she had never touched them. She knew when someone died, their body got cold. But it was strange feeling her own. Her whole body was cold to the touch, except one area. Right over her heart, there was a pulsing warmth.
"Hold up." Jazz said, snapping Lizzy from her thoughts. "I'm… dead?"
"Yeah." She replied. "You didn't know?"
"No. The last thing I remember was going after Megatron, then I woke up here."
"Megatron, he… he ripped you in half."
Jazz fell silent for a long time. Lizzy glanced up after a while. The Bot's optics were closed, and he seemed to be trying to come to terms with it all. Lizzy walked over and patted his leg, that was as high as she could reach. Jazz opened his optics and glanced down at her.
"Well then, if we're both dead." He said. "How'd you die? And how'd you come to end up where us Transformers go?"
"Well, we don't really have to be anywhere, any time soon." She joked. "But to understand how I died, you need to hear how I lived. And how my life was turned upside-down."
"To understand the end, you gotta hear the beginnin'." Jazz stated.
Lizzy laughed and nodded.
"That's exactly it." She said. "I suppose my story starts a few days before I actually met any of the Transformers. When my dad and I went to look at hunting supplies."
A/N: The Prologue is very short, but chapters shall be much longer. Tell me what you think so far! I will take flames, because they shall be used to roast marshmallows.