CHAPTER I
Fantasy, Meet Science Fiction
Monday, September 15, 2008... 3:55pm
Like all organic life forms, humans emitted a continuous electromagnetic field. Everything from the tiniest movements to the largest gestures could be sensed through that field, as long as the right sort of equipment used. Heart rate, quickness of breath, and shifting from one foot transmitted themselves easily. By monitoring those three things, it was easy to tell when a human was nervous, lying, or getting ready to fire one of their primitive weapons.
Since humans were such small creatures, however, it was only logical that they broadcast weak fields. Detecting those telltale signs was a more difficult task when a heartbeat felt no different from the soft impact of a single raindrop. Living amongst a large population of them was only a minor annoyance, like static over a radio station. If they began to feel truly bothered by people's mere presence, they only had to decrease the awareness of their sensors.
Therefore, when Bumblebee's sensors picked up on a human wandering around outside the garage whose electromagnetic field could rival that of his own, he assumed it was simply a glitch in his system. Humans could not produce such powerful broadcasts. The laws of physics just didn't allow for it.
Convinced there was no danger to his ward, the yellow mech relaxed on his tires and went back to sifting through the information waste heap known as the world wide web. He had to do something to pass the time, after all.