Kay all!

This is the next installment of Danni and the Transformers will proceed as per your usually scheduled chaos (which is life ;P)

Thanks for reading!-JoWashington

For years I've been called Femme Phantom, just to make it easier for others to talk to, or about, either Danny or myself.

When it came time for me to find those that were captured, and subsequently sent to another dimension, it was what I was still called. Although, Huntress still calls me Phantom…

We all have code names… Those of us that decided to be in this dimension, that is…

Here's how my main team plays out with our code-names:

(ME) Danni Fenton: Femme Phantom/ Phantom

Valerie Grey: Red Huntress/ Huntress

Dash Baxter: Quarter-Back/ QB

Star Anderson: Satellite

Mikey: Scitech

Kwan: High-Roll

We have been in this dimension for well over 200 years. We decided to aid as well as we could in WWII but said 'Hell-No!' to the Vietnam War (sorry- Police Action). When meteors started crashing across a specific section of the United States, we decided to look into it.

Star was implemented as the Go-to gal for the President and main operations. And as such she was very much aware of the Autobots and Decepticons as well as their human compatriots, Major Lennox, Sam Witwicky and others (Although, she hadn't been promoted until after the three days of the first battle between them, something she had been incredibly angry about…). She was also in charge of activating our Satellites in tandem with Mikey to extend our capabilities. She played the role of Mearings, and also my (more than slightly schizoid) mother -I use the term 'lovingly' of course-.

Dash was a Brigadier three-star General, (General Baxter Dashiel -why he had his name backwards was beyond me.) and was in charge of deploying the team that came into the most contact with those mechanical beings known as Autobots. He reported directly to the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the Commander and Chief. He was currently stationed in D.C. and taking care of our business there.

Mikey was in charge of all our tech and making it so that the Deceptions didn't and wouldn't hack our communications or our weapons. He also had a leg up and was in charge of our Satellite operations.

Kwan was an action movie-star, and as weird as it was, I was recently his female co-lead… (note: girl-sidekick).

But thankfully the movie I'd starred in wouldn't be out for at least two months, so I enrolled, with my "mother's" permission in concert with Valerie, in a self-defense seminar to be precise. (We would be two of the several instructors.)

Valerie and I were currently in a Hangar with the rest of the Autobots and their Humans. 'Mom'/Mearings had summoned us here, in "fear for my life", (A cover-up in order to get me here in person to see what level of threat we were dealing with precisely.)

I flaunted my "mother's" 'lack' of mental state to the Autobot on my left, I don't know his identification, but I think I'm going to call him 'Womanizer'… It seems to fit, he's flirted with us 'flesh femmes' for the past sixteen minutes.

I'd given him a brief run down on how I deal with my "mother" within the first several minutes of our meeting. Which is as follows: ''Mom' three weeks ago was all for me "living independent of her" and so I and Valerie got an apartment together, a two bedroom, and we were in the process of coming back from a grocery run, when four government goons came for us, stating that we were needed. In plain speak- 'Mom' "freaked out" and had a change of heart about me being on my own. Lucky me…'

For this identification, I had red-blonde hair, lighter than the color of Jazz's (Danny's older sister) in an A-line bob hair-cut… It was really cute for a wig…

Valerie had her hair in a half-ponytail and had neon-green streaks throughout it… She said it was to mix it up… However- it was her real hair; the green was a rinse thank heavens…

Valerie and I rolled our eyes at my 'Mom' and we sat down and took out our own game that we'd made up… It was a mixture of Risk, Pinochle and Battleship. For lack of something better to call it, we named it Rinolship… We ignored everything that was going on around us and focused on our game… 'Mom' was on the warpath and the best thing to do was to stay out of her way and remain as silent as possible… She had a really loud and piercing yell. (Does, 'Get Down Here Foley!', ring a bell? Anyone?)

But our game wasn't to last. Bumble Bee stumbled onto it just as I was about to lead my troops with a King of Trump into sinking Val's Pacific fleet which was harboring off the coast of Australia.

"Game over…" Val said.

"A spherical gelignite from the planet Cectonexis, was launched by order of the Supreme Mugecto, towards the unsuspecting semi-innocent planet of humans to ensure human erasure in the galaxy; it is now sixteen years later, and the humans are back in the Dark Ages…" I intoned, imitating the narrator from the Twilight Zone. Val grinned and toned out the three notes for the theme to the Twilight Zone as I spoke.

"'Sorry 'bout that little-lady…'" Bumble-bee's speakers generated John Wayne's voice. "'What'cha got there?'"

"What we had was something we made up that equates to 'Calvin-ball'…" Valerie said looking up into his/it's blue optics.

We gathered up the pieces of our game, and I noted that one of my ships was beneath the big yellow medic-bot-guy. Val and I finished cleaning the mess from around us, and I went to take the destroyer from beneath his/it's foot, and drew his attention to it by knocking on his leg.

He was kind enough to lift his foot, and I grabbed the piece of our game and tossed it into the metalloid box we kept them in. Val took the whole thing and put it into her backpack.

As it stood, I was all for getting back to basics, when my cell rang. I looked to Sam and his cohorts in semi-apology. "Oh- excuse me, my phones running over…. Hello? Department of water and power… Which one would you care to have cut off?"

I heard Arcee's engine(s?) speed up before she added some choke, good. At least someone likes my sense of humor.

It was High-Roll, we were needed to re-initiate Sector-1. I turned to my team, my hero-stance already posed and in play. "We need to activate all Amity's…" I said to 'Mom'. Her eyes widened before she nodded and upon dismissing her personnel, scrammed a tech from his chair and took over his console.

"1 is ready for initiation, at your command…" She said.

All members human and non, turned to look at her sincerely startled. She was taking orders from her 'daughter'?

"Activate." I said approaching her, as well as the lead of Sector-7, Sam, Leo and Sam's live-in girlfriend. I held out a hand for the device I wanted and Satellite handed it to me. With no words, I shoved it under Sam's chin and activated it, I'm told it hurts "Like a Mother-" Which Sam totally agreed with as he swore and the Autobot leader approached me and reproached me for hurting Sam.

"What did you do to the boy?"

"I merely injected a nano-bot virus into his nervous system and blood-stream in case of your enemy hacking his body. He is the most likely to betray you and your team…" I said nonchalantly. "Though it would be definitely un-intentional…"

"Who are you?" Sector-7 man demanded.

I turned to him, a superior grin on my face. "Phantom. Sector-1."

"Sector-1 was disbanded in the 1920s!" He snarled in confusion.

"Disbanded? Ha! How do you think we won the Second World War?" Satellite snarked from the console. "Amity's up and ready, Phantom…" she reported.

"Good… Begin Disasteroid, and Pirate plays."

She tapped out the command on the console. "Done."

"And, remove the disguise… That mug of yours really creeps me out." I said as I removed my own wig. "Huntress, High-Roll will be here shortly; aid him with the re-boot forces and secondary reconstitution drones. Satellite, 'port to Sci-tech and activate OUR satellites. I want to know what the Decepticons are doing and how they're doing it. Quarter-Back will be here shortly, the President's already been informed on our movements, and all friendly NBE's within a twelve-hundred mile radius have been activated around Amity. Let's move people!"

"But you're Jean Mearings?" Sam cried trying to sort the situation out.

"Not by half; J.M. is an alias I made to enable surveillance of you and your Scooby-gang…"

"I still like Dumpty Humpty better as a band anyway…" Satellite said as she slipped from her suit revealing her orange Capri's and white t-shirt with an orange star and collar. Once in her usual wear, she bent down and removed a small switch blade and cut along the back of her scalp. Everyone (minus Amities) was grossed out, but startled when she literally peeled away the face of Mearings starting from the crown of her head and pulling it completely off once it touched her chin. She stood up flipping her hair back over her shoulder and applying her hair-clips, switch blade back in her pocket. "Sci-Tech- this is Satellite. Teleport me to your position."

"~Understood Satellite. Be aware however, I'm dealing with a wannabe Technus…~"

"Understood."

I turned to her. "Good Luck."

"To all of us…" She said holding her hand up fingers in the customary 'V' for Victory, the other poised with a 'thumbs-up'.

Then in an imitation of Star Trek, and with our own twist, she was teleported to Sci-Tech's position in a swirl of green vertical sparkles.