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(Normal POV)

'We're not letting the femmes out of our sight. We need to find a way to get through to them.' His breath came in short uneven puffs as his spark warred with his head. I don't know this femme, why does her opinion bother me? He narrowed his optics as he made a show of climbing into his alternate form and driving off. Perhaps its more the pain she's in, than her personal opinion. The medic in him loathed seeing people in pain, if he could help them.

'The femmes don't want our help. We should leave them.' Ironhide's gruff, suspicious tone almost ripped through the internal channels as the truck ambled on behind the Hummer.

Ratchet's optics narrowed even more. 'Perhaps they might not wantour help, but they do need it. Plus, they may have possession of an allspark shard or two, they are showing signs of radiation poisoning and possible transformation of their bodies, and they know far too much about us.'He grunted a little, long past being suspicious of the strange femmes.

If they were Decepticon spies, they wouldn't be playing so hard to be around. They truly areill, and their knowledge isn't faked. They even know details the Decepticons can't possibly know, like Will's family.

He sped down the street, hitting a corner and flashing his lights when he spotted the femmes cutting through a massive, empty part. Slaggit! They had to chose a park we couldn't drive through.Gritting his dental plates, Ratchet silenced his siren and cut down the street, ordering Ironhide to take a different route and meet him on the other side. Why do they refuse to believe what we're telling them?

'What's 'Transformers'?'Jolt's voice came through internals as the small Volt swerved through vehicles on the Hummer's aft.

'From what I understand, a movie of some sort, but there's no mention of it on the worldwide web.'

'That is...strange.'

Yes...Optics fixed on the running forms of the femmes as he attempted to scan them again. A low growl escaped him, before his spark skipped a cycle. There! Finally, something more than a blank screen was showing. Checking the results three times, his optics widened. 'Ironhide! Jolt! We have to bring the femmes in one way or another, but do not harm them!'

'What the pit's up now?'

'Ratchet?'

As he squealed around a corner, he felt his optics widen in horror as a blip on his sensors told they had company. 'Slag! The Decepticons are coming! Get to the femmes! Hurry!'

(Bella's POV)

"They're still following."

"Slag!"

"Can we notspeak like a Cybertronian, please?" I sighed as I turned into a park. "C'mon." I sped up until we were running through the park, stumbling every now and then as we dashed down the cement path. "Hurry!" We cut through the park, and I was more than aware of the vehicles squealing after us. My mind ran over countless paths we could take to get away, but my breathing was coming out in pained gasps and my vision was spinning again.

We were just cutting through an empty parking lot when I had to slow to catch my breath, and looked up at the sound of a jet engine. "Oh you've gotta be kidding me." I groaned, seeing the low flying jet. Then it suddenly seemed to explode out. I had to blink several times to clear my sight, and then turned to Rika. "I think I drank too much." Seeing her wide-eyed look, I frowned. "Or maybe not."

"That's not... I mean, it's not possible... That's-That's impossible!" Her eyes were fixed beyond me, even as a hand shakily rose and pointed. "No fragging way!"

I turned back, and did a double take. Then I just...stood...staring. Even as the gigantic form growled and whistled and clicked, before lowering. Even in the dark of the night, I could see the jet wings on his shoulders, and the deep crimson eyes. He kind of reminded me of a giant Dorito. I giggled. The giant Dorito of doom! "Whoa." He leaned down in my face, and I found myself reaching up.

He suddenly roared and pulled back, putting a hand over his eye.

And yet I still stood there, staring dumbly, with my hand in the air and my index finger sticking out. "Dude. I just pokeda Decepticon in the eye!" My mind took a long time registering that fact, and then I found myself tilting my head. "Holt shit! You are one ugly motherfucker!"

A nearly hysterical sounding laugh escaped Rika, and I turned to find her with her hands over her mouth, still staring wide eyed. "We're hallucinating, right? We're just seeing things?"

"Both of us? Seeing the same thing? I mean, you areseeing Starscream, right? The big ass, glitch of a Decepticon? The guy who tries to lead the others with his head up his aft??" I turned back to him. "Damn! He's even uglier in person!"

"Insolent femmes!" The low growl rumbled through the area, almost echoing a little. "Were are the shards?!"

"Stupid mech!" I shot back, raising an eyebrow. "I dunno what the pit you're even talking about! Why don't you take a bottle of midol and get over yourself?!" Turning to Rika, I took a deep breath. "I dunno how much more of this I can take. He's not supposed to be real, but we're both seeing it, and he did transform in front of us. I mean...maybe it's really possible?"

"That would mean we really are facing down a Decepticon. Like real life, can kill us with his thumb." Her eyes widened even more and even in the dark of the night, I could make out her face paling. "Um, maybe we should run now?"

I nodded, and we both took off, only to cry out when a hand slammed down in front of us. Looking around, I couldn't see anything to help us. Then shouts sounded.

"Starscream!"

The voice and tone was so familiar, I didn't need a face to recognize Ironhide. As in theIronhide. I found myself dragged towards a side alley, and pressed against the wall with Rika leaning against me. Voices were screaming at each other, but I was barely hearing them.

They're.... They're real...? The Autobots... But they weren't. But...they are now... How is this possible? My eyes widened. Does that mean Richard really isn't the Richard I met?? I honestly didn't know whether to feel worse, or better, knowing at least he wasn't just plain insane. I suppose that's at least a partial relief.

But that didn't help that everything was still spinning. Something red flashed in my eyes, and I looked up. I tried to see the source of the flash, but the only thing I saw was two gigantic robots duking it out. It all seemed so surreal. I watched the big black Ironhide fighting Starscream, shouting in their own language as Ironhide blasted Screamer from close up.

The large bot flew back with a shout and a shower of sparks. Another red flash, but it came from the lower left corner of my vision. I turned, trying to find the source of the flash, but nothing was there.

"Bella?" Rika's voice was a low whisper, but it boomed in my ears. "Bells?"

Starscream was back, tackling Ironhide, even as a dark blue bot joined in, flipping electric whips back and forth. They crackled with energy, visibly, as he snapped them at the Decepticon. Starscream shouted as he rocked back with the flow, his hand transforming into a cannon and pointing at the bot.

"Bella?" Her voice cracked.

"It's..." The red was now flashing constantly, but I couldn't find the source. It was annoying and alarming, and it didn't help the pain in my chest was so agonizing, I could barely breathe. I didn't feel the need to scream, just to curl up and sleep off the pain. "It's...all..." I couldn't tear my eyes from the battling bots, even though I desperately wanted to. I wanted to wake up, to close my eyes and open them, having none of this be real. "It's...real."

"It is." Her voice was quiet. "Can we run? I'm not...feeling well. I just wanna go home." I'd never heard her sound so weak and defeated. Not the normally perky, cheery Rika.

Slowly, my eyes turned to the ground, where large feet stomped back and forth. Then I turned the other way, seeing the approaching Hummer. "We're trapped." I should have been terrified. Well, I wasn't sure. Part of me wanted to be terrified. I was suddenly cast into the world of Transformers, who knew where in the storyline. I was suddenly surrounded by creatures that weren't supposed to be real, and I couldn't find one way any of this made sense.

Then there was the part of me that wanted to be excited. I mean, the legendary Autobots were real.I had a chance to get to know them, to speak to them in person, to find out whether or not any of the fanfictions had anything on them.

Instead, I felt strangely numb. As I turned and leaned against the wall, I felt my legs give out. My back scraped against the brick of the walls, my white button up shirt pulling awkwardly as it stuck to the wall, dragging uncomfortably against my back. I felt the ground, cold against my legs and ass, as I curled up. The red was getting more intense and I felt drained, tired, cold.

I could feel the warmth of Rika's body as she sat next to me, her eyes fixed on the fight before her. She remained alarmingly quiet, but her eyes never strayed.

"Isabella! Rika!"

Slowly I turned my head, spotting the Hummer as it backed rapidly into the alley, his doors wide open as if in invitation. I knew it was a sign we should get up and run, but I didn't have it in me to move. My mind was spinning over numerous thoughts, some important, some more personal, but all of them trying to present themselves at once. I wanted to say something, move, but I didn't have the strength.

Then he appeared. He didn't hop out of the vehicle. He just appeared in the back, hopping out of the open door and rushing towards us. Then he was leaning down, a light in his hand.

"Are you alright? Has he damaged either of you?" The light flashed in my eyes, and I flinched back as my headache flared up into a sudden migraine. I closed my eyes, trying to pull away. "No. I need you to look at me. Isabella?"

"Bella..." My voice shook with the force of the pain. Opening my eyes, I reluctantly looked his way, relaxing when the light wasn't shone in my eyes, but still not able to look him in the eye. "I prefer Bella."

"Alright. Has Starscream-"

"No, but I might've hurt him when I poked him in the eye." A bubble of laughter escaped me then when I realized what I'd said and done. "Holy shit! I pokeda fragging Decepticon in the optic!" I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all, and next to me, Rika was giggling weakly as well. Hell, even his lips were twitching, before he managed to mask the look.

Then my tears started up again, and I finally brought myself to meet his eyes. And I mean really look into his eyes, seeing the bright, almost glowing blue as he stared back. "This is...real? You're all real? But you're not supposed to be. Transformers: Autobots, Decepticons, Cybertron, the allspark... It's all supposed to be fictional. This doesn't make any sense!"

"Try my perspective." He muttered quietly, with a raised eyebrow. "Two human femmes who seem to appear out of nowhere, who know more about us than should be possible. Any ideas how you got here?" He was leaning uncomfortably close, his eyes scanning me closely.

They way he spoke, it sounded like I was on a whole other world. Then again, I didn't blame him, I kind of felt like I was on a whole other world at the moment. And it wasn't a comforting thought.

"I dunno. It all happened after..." My birthday! I felt my eyes widen. "It all happened after you-" The pain ran through me, and I bit my lip as I closed my eyes. The tears still rolled down my cheeks. It's not him. It's not him. And yet, I could tell myself that all I wanted, and when I looked into that face, I stillsaw Richard Wrenchit. Clearing my throat, I leaned my head back against the cool brick wall. "It all happened after Richardgave us each a replica piece of the allspark."

"This Richard had twoshards of the allspark??"

"They were just cheap merchandise." Rika chimed in, sounding as tired and listless as I felt. "They were fake."

"But then how did they just disappear less then twelve hours later? Without breaking the chains? And we couldn't find them, and we both felt really sick." I looked up at Rich-err Ratchet. "What if...they were real?"

"They couldn't be in our world. And clearly, we're not in our world anymore."

"No shit, Sherlock." I snapped. "But what other explanation is there?"

"The allspark holds incredible powers, the limits of which we have never seen. I believe it is possible somehow shards entered another dimension and you could have ended up with them. It still begs to question, why bring you both here? And why are they changing you?"

"Changing us?" I looked back over at him, vaguely noting the sounds of battle had faded, and hoping Ironhide had kicked Screamer's ass.

He nodded grimly, the light back in his shirt pocket. He almost seemed to hesitate before sighing and speaking. "My most recent scans revealed that you both have Cybertronian protoforms and your organs are currently in the process of either dissipating or transforming as well. My biggest issue is currently, your organic brain and heart are undergoing the transformation and I'm not sure your bodies can take it."

We exchanged a look. "We're...transforming...? Into robots?"

He raised an eyebrow and his expression told me clearly that I'd offended him. "We are far more than mere 'robots'."

"Sorry." I winced, looking away.

I heard him sigh. "Regardless, we do need to get you back to the base and make sure you are alright. Can you stand?"

I braced my palms flat on the ground and shoved myself into a standing position. Then I swayed, gasping as my vision blacked out. I felt suddenly weightless as my legs turned to rubber, but then warm arms... Actually, they seemed burning hot. I felt one wrap around my back and the other around the backs of my knees. Then the cold seemed to fade and the warmth surrounded me.

By the time my vision came back, I was being carried in Ratchet's humanoid arms. I instantly closed my eyes again, as pain coursed through me. Am I ever gonna be able to think about, see, or talk to him without cringing in pain?

"Hey! Where are you going with her??"

"I'll return for you."

"That's not a comforting thought."

I felt him shift, and then I was being laid down. I shivered as the warmth faded, wrapping my arms around myself as the cold flooded me again. Opening my eyes I watched as he shifted through cupboards and drawers in the sides of the Hummer, before he turned, wrapping a blanket around me.

"I'm uncertain, but I believe I may know why you are cold. Just hold on for now." He turned and hopped back out, heading over to where he helped Rika up and over to the Hummer. She climbed in with him right behind her, and sat down on a bench, which made me realize I was lying on the gurney, which was actually softer than I expected. "Hold on you two." The holographic form disappeared after he passed Rika another blanket, and then I heard the heater kick in.

"Are we...really changing into Autobots?" This time it was Rika, who looked so unsure.

"Well, you're transforming into Cybertronians, whether or not you survive is yet unknown, and what you do if you do survive... Well, that's up to you."

"Yeah, 'cause we both dreamed of being kickass Decepti-bitches, bowing to that moron, Stars-creamed-himself." I shot out, laughing when the Hummer swerved violently. "Oh my God, I'm just joking!" The laughter faded as quickly as it came, and I found myself staring at the roof of the Hummer. It was finally sinking in that we were...not just sick. That everything had suddenly changed, with little to no chance of it ever going back to normal.

Relaxing back on the gurney, I was aware of a sweet scent in the air. Something about it's sudden appearance screamed warnings at me, but before I could even think about the possibilities, I was succumbing to the darkness that surrounded me.

Written : Jan 23, 2010

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