Chapter #2

(A/N Ha I'm finally done the second chapter. sorry it has taken me so long, school started back up and my cat has been missing now for three weeks and I'm scared for her, but finally here it is hope you enjoy.)

'thinking to themselves'

"speaking cybertronian"

~"speaking cyber-cat"~

-'Comm link'-

"Speaking english"

(Jinx's side comments)

~3rd person p.o.v~

It was a quite peaceful late evening in Tranquility Nevada. The weather promising to be a mix between a warm and cool night, perfect for stargazing. It was around the time of when the last rays of sun were disappearing over the horizon that the sound of thunder could be heard, but there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Unbeknownst to the humans that lived there, there was a meteor destined to land a few miles out of city limits.

~Jinx's POV~

I was coming in, and I was coming in hot. As soon as Bumblebee had given the go ahead, and Jazz sent me the cowardents, we started our descent. Unfortunately for me, I'm heavier and far more slim than the other bots, meaning that my pod for space travel was as well.

I was falling faster than my team, the planet's gravity pulling at my weight and my slim frame making my pod arrowdynamic, easily cutting through the atmosphere and air. I was ahead of my team by three earth hours. Because of the speed I was traveling at entering earth's atmosphere, I was burning at one twentieth the temperature of the earth's sun. It wasn't agonizing but it wasn't pleasant either, I was around seventy five thousand feet above earth's ground level before I could see earth's surface. But even at that height the number was dropping fast, one thousand feet every twenty five second.

I was worried that upon landing I would be spotted by someone near by because of the earthquake like rumble my landing would make. I really didn't want to knowing it would be painful, but having little choice, I popped a few plates to try and slow down my descent by catching the air around movement around me, and what'd ya know, it spiked pain sensors in the up lifted plates, like little knives stabbing repeatedly in the same spot. However the pain I could manage , the up lifted plates doing as i intended, by slowing my descent by a little bit, but still enough so that I could angle my form to land in a nearby lake.

By now my altitude was twenty thousand feet above ground level, still falling fast but not nearly as fast as I had been. I blame gravity. I'm lucky it's the evening, it's dark but not too dark with the last few rays of sun, if it was too dark my flaming frame would alert the humans in the nearby vicinity, and with too much light my dark frame could be spotted.

As I crash landed in the lake, my frame displaced a fair amount of its contents. Still I couldn't complain, the lake is deep enough to have my helm under water while standing at full height, and because it's deep, it's cold, very relieving to my burning frame. Even the sizzling hisses and popping sounds of my metal cooling and bending back into place, are welcomed sounds.

~3rd person POV~

Jinx sat in the lake unmoving for a good hour or so, allowing the cold water to cool down her overheated systems. As Jinx sat in the lake with the water cooling her frame, steam rose from the water due to how hot her plating was. A few minutes had passed in the still peace of the little lake oasis Jinx had landed in before the sound of gears and metal scraping against each other was heard.

After the sound had stopped, moments later a large black feline like head broke the surface of the water. As the large head became fully unsubmerged, two bright purple eye like lights flickered on and two feline like ears perked up, flicking every so often when even the smallest of sounds occurred. Fully taking in her surroundings before she climbed out of the lake. She visually scanned the area around her. The lake almost looked like a pond compared to it's surroundings, even if it had a radius of twenty one feet and a depth of thirty feet at it's deepest point. The area surrounding the lake was a large grassy shore that reached about a good fifty feet from the perimeter of the lake to the perimeter of the forest. The height of the trees were averaging from a height of sixty five feet to one hundred feet tall. (A/N Just look up red wood trees they're real trees and do reach these heights) 'Perfect for hiding cybertronians' She mused.

Allas, as much as she liked this little place she found/crash landed in, and how much she respected the nature, glad she hadn't burned any trees down upon arrival, she couldn't stay though, even if she landed before the rest of her team they would still be landing within a few hours, she had to get moving, find an alt mode, and maybe explore a bit before she had to meet her team at the rendezvous coordinates.

She started to make her way towards shore. As she stepped out of the cold, now slightly warm water, she was greeted with a warm wind. Any remaining water easily dripping from from her frame, the extra stubborn water stuck between her plating was quickly removed with a full frame/body shake. Much like a wet dog, water sprayed all around from underneath her plating.

Jinx was tall, standing at twenty four feet tall from the top of her withers (A/N the top of her shoulders) to the bottom of her peds. She was thirty feet long from the tip of her olfactory sensors to where her tail starts. The color of her frame is a midnight black, but if you were to look really close, you would just be able to make out a really dark navy blue. Much like her optics, Jinx had areas on her frame that were purple, the most noticeable places were on the sides of her frame.

Jinx is a form of cybercat, a rather large breed. If a human were to see her form, they'd probably say she looked much like a black panther. But as her coloring looks like a black panther, her frame type suggests she more of a mixed frame design of a black panther and a cheetah, a cheetah because, even though she has a thick looking build at first, she does have the mix between both frame types of the panther and cheetah. The panther half of her frame type slightly more bulky in the areas of her neck, chest, paws/peds, and back legs for strength and protection. The cheetah half, more slim in the areas of her legs, so she can move fast without hitting her legs against each other, her middle section, so she can bend her frame more and reach farther areas by curling or stretching. Basically she's just the perfect mix between the two earth breeds.

(A/N sorry about that anyways continuing now)

As Jinx was finally pleased with getting as much water off as possible, she stretched to unhinge her joints, plating bristling like fur on a cat as she stretched curling up and then into downward dog style.

~Jinx's POV~

After my stretch, I started to leave my little landing spot, but not before marking the location of it, knowing I'd want to come back, plus I'd also like to show Jazz.

As I was walking through the forestry, I was scanning a four mile radius around my position, scanning for both organic and cybertronian signatures alike. I had to flatten my plating down as much as possible as to not get any plant life stuck under my plating. Even though the forestry isn't so thick that it isn't hard to move around, it still is a possibility of getting some kind of plant life stuck under my plating.

I walked a bit longer until reaching the perimeter of the forest, looking out I saw a highway not far from where I stood, it wasn't busy, in fact there weren't any cars for quite a while and they were heading away from my position, aside from that I could understand the lack of earth vehicles, it was getting pretty late for earth time. Anyways the lack of cars meant that I didn't have to worry about being spotted, but I also need an alternate vehicle form, so the lack of cars were limiting that. Even with the lack of cars on the highway, there wasn't any problem as my scanners were picking up a nearby population to the right a bit. Hoping that the area on my scanners had a vehicle form for me, I started my little walk in it's direction.

Keeping as close to the trees as possible just incase someone happens to be driving on the highway I can easily duck into the trees as to not be seen. Finally arriving to the area my scanners picked up, it turns out to be a highway exit, and this highway exit in particular has a nice large selection of car and truck dealerships, each with their own vast selection. From what the signs above the dealerships entrances said, there was, Porsche, Chevy with GMC and Pontiac and its others, BMW, Dodge & Ram, Jaguar, Toyota & Suzuki, Honda & Yamaha, and Ford.

Looking through the selections presented to me, nothing was standing out too much to me. The reason I'm being so picky about my alternate mode, is not because I really care (I do care don't get me wrong, I'm just not Sunstreaker and Sideswipe Picky) but because, with me being my breed of a large cybercat, but also having a slim frame, I couldn't just pick a truck, it would be a good size for my my height and mass, but it would be straining on my armor to accurately take the full transformation. And where a truck was too bulky for my slim frame, those little sedan model cars and sports cars would be good for my slim frame, but too small for my height and mass. So yeah, I'm in a dilemma, and running out of cars to choose from, I only have one car dealership to look through, Ford.

Walking through the dealership, avoiding any lights and disabling video surveillance cameras before they could spot me, as I had done with the others. Ford has many of the same model types as the other dealerships, though Ford's car and truck frames do look nicer than the others, (except for porsche and Jaguar) but that's just my opinion.

When I was starting to lose hope, a particular car caught my optic. A new 2007 Saleen Mustang, black paint job shining in the moonlight, it has white decals on the sides just in front of the rear wheel wells, the leather seats black and dark grey. Quickly scanning my chosen alternate mode, I transformed spinning my new tires on the asphalt leaving tire marks as I sped off, not wanting to be there any longer than I had to be, especially with the risk of being spotted even though the dealerships have been long since closed and the roads deserted.

I sped off to a nearby hillside, making sure I was out of view before transforming back into my quad-pedal form and releasing my symbiotes.

So I should probably introduce them and how our bond works. First of all, my symbiotes and I share a different kind of bond compared to other bots. My symbiotes are literally apart of my spark, their sparks are fragments of my own spark. Each fragment grew into a whole spark, taking on one of my own personalities that became their own. (A/N I know it's a bit confusing but all will be explained in later chapters to come) Depending on what personality trait that a spark got, a special frame type was designed to fit that personality. I guess this is where I introduce them.

Silverstriker, my eldest. Silverstriker is a mech, his breed praxian cyberwolf. He's ten feet tall, eighteen feet long, the color of his plating is mostly silver/chrome with a few areas of white and sky blue. Silverstriker has turquoise crystals on his back plate right above his shoulder. He's a nice mech and soft on the inside, but doesn't always show it or know how to show it, he doesn't socialize with others very well except for when they're sparing, on the shooting range or with his siblings when they're in need. Just like his frame, he keeps himself really emotionally armored. He's a bit gruff for lack of a better word, but does have his soft side. Silver is my only front liner symbiote, he loves the thrill of battle and blowing the deceptiscum to pieces with his back mounted cannons.

My second eldest, Scarletsky. Scarletsky is a femme, her breed (A/N now I'm not sure they exist but i don't know what kind of breed she would be, let me know if you have an idea of what she could be) is an eagle seeker. She looks much like an Earth bird called the osprey except for her coloring. She's eight feet in height, with a fourteen foot wingspan. The color of her plating is almost all cherry-blood red with the long feather plates on her wings grey and the very tips black. Scar is the most caring out of her siblings and is always willing to help others where she can, she is also really protective. Alongside her frame type, Scar is really light in the sense that she's really understanding, comforting and caring. Even with how kind she is, she's still very deadly especially when you threaten her siblings or family and just as deadly on the battlefield of should I say sky. Scar is my optic in the sky, observation and aerial attack. Her two sniper rifles are tucked into her sides under her wings. Most bots would think I would worry about her being one of the only aerials on the Autobots side, but I have no reason to worry. Her top speed is 350 mph, but she can push 450 mph if absolutely necessary, and if that one reason not to worry about her wasn't enough, Scar has a built in cloaking device which makes her absolutely silent and invisible.

Lupa my second youngest. Lupa is a femme, her breed is a turbo fox, she's eight feet tall, sixteen feet long, the color of her plating is the same as that of an Earth fox with the exception of some teal plating. Lulu is a friendly little femme, she is most definitely the most friendliest out of her siblings almost as friendly as Jazz or Sideswipe. Her frame is a turbo fox for a reason. On cybertron, cyber foxes are the most friendly creature of cybertrons wildlife. She's very bouncy and fast, when she hasn't seen a good friend in a while, she will tackle them, and bounce around like a dog that missed their owner. Lu's friendly personality can even play with the most stuck up of bots without them even getting mad once at her, and yes I'm talking about Sunstreaker. Lu loves to pull pranks on other bots and she loves to race. Lu tends to hang out with the TERROR TWINS where racing and pranks is all they do, on the exception of when they're doing something cosmedic with their plating and paint. Lupa specializes as a sabitor, but that doesn't mean she can't fight. She does special OP's alongside me , and sometimes I get her and her brother Duma to go on surveillance, recon, and scouting missions.

Last but not least, my youngest Duma. Duma is a mech, his breed is a cybercat like me. He's nine feet tall, thirteen feet long, the color of his plating is a mix between black and a really dark navy blue. Duma has large spine like spikes running along his back, from the back of his helm to the very tip of his tail, which is a four digit claw that he uses to hack into computer systems and doing medical repairs. Some of his plating is a mix between a golden yellow and mango orange coloring, the same color as the biolights that run along the joint plates on his tail. I wouldn't call Duma shy, but he's definitely not an overly social butterfly, he's friendly, he just prefers to keep his distance from others but will help when needed. Because of his distant personality for lack of a better term, he tends to keep to himself, and likes to slink around going unnoticed while observing everything and everyone, and because of this he makes an excellent sabitor, hacker, and intell.

So now that I've introduced everyone let's get back on track.

After my symbiotes were released, they all stretched, unlocking hinged joints. An audial collective sigh resounded from all of them as they all saged onto their peds/wings. After their little rest moment, I caught their attention to discuss what was going on and what was going to happen.

~"Alright younglings, we have about one and a half hours earth time, before we have to meet the team at the rendezvous coordinates. In this time, I need you guys to choose an alternate form. Just over that hill…."~ I nodded in the direction of the dealerships. ~"...are some human vehicle dealerships with plenty of choices. But please, and I stress, especially you Silver. You must be absolutely silent, and don't let anyone see you."~ When I had called Silverstriker on the silent part, he ducked his helm and dropped his audio sensors, backing up a bit knowing I called him out because he's now known for his stealth.

"Yes carrier, I know, I will." With that they started to head for the dealerships. But before they could get far I called out.

~"Scarlet, you can't find an alternate form there, they don't have any aerial type vehicles."~ Scarletsky stopped mid glide, spinning in a one eighty circle and landing in front of my peds.

"Then what do you sugest carrier?" She asked.

~"I don't know sweetspark, but we'll have to find one for you latter. For now, just stay with me while we wait for your siblings to return."~ She complied with a small nod of her helm.

We waited for about about twenty five to thirty minutes before they returned, during this time, Scarlet flew above my helm in circles while cloaked, before getting bored and landing on her special perch between my neck plates and shoulder.

As far as I could tell, while they were choosing their alternate forms, they seemed to have been fairly quiet, and hadn't been spotted. When what I presumed to be their alternate forms (because the three human vehicles didn't have drivers) pulled up in front of me, I could tell who was who instantly.

The first vehicle to pull up to me was a 2007 Suzuki gsx r-600 in orange with teal and white highlights. The next to pull up was a three wheel Can-am spyder bike in silver/chrome with sky blue highlights. And lastly to pull up, driving at a slower pace than the other two, was a 2007 Yamaha yzf r1 in a really dark navy blue with golden yellow/ mango orange highlights.

I know the Suzuki is Lupa, the Can-am spyder is Silverstriker, and the Yamaha is Duma. Not just because of their colors (which is a big giveaway though) but because of the way they had driven up. The Suzuki, fast and agile driving up , like Lupa's bubbly personality. The Can-am spyder, at a steady speed, looking proud and sturdy (as much as a vehicle could) driving up, just like how Silverstriker carries himself. And the Yamaha, driving behind the other two rather slowly at about eight mph, almost slinking behind them, staying to the shadows.

That's definitely my Duma.

As they all pulled to a stop, Scarlet glided down to them from her perch between my neck plates and shoulder. "Wow! You guys look great! I wish they had an alt for me." Scarlet dropped her wings in disappointment.

~"It's alright Scarlet, we'll find an alt mode for you latter. It's just that smaller flying vehicles aren't as common as grounded vehicles for the humans. Don't worry, I promise you'll get one , for now you'll just have to fly around using your cloaking until we do get you an alt, alright?"~ She perked up at that.

"Alright carrier."

Her siblings transformed to sit in a line in front of me, waiting for orders. Just a little thing they picked up automatically. Scarlet joined them in the line, also waiting for orders. It always fills me with pride when they do this. But at the moment we were pressed for time.

~"Alright, since you lot took longer than expected…"~ I looked at them with a bit of a stern and slightly disappointed optic. "~...We only have an hour and fifteen minutes to get to the rendezvous cowardents, and it takes an hour to get there. That mean we need to leave now."~

With that said and done, I started to walk away, a sign they know to connect to my frame. All of them leaping up, transforming mid air, and easily fitting in underneath my plating, as if they weren't there at all, they connected to my frame. (A/N much like soundwave and his cassettes in transformers G1, except my symbiotes fit under my back plating)

Once they were settled, I transformed, speeding off towards the rendezvous cowardents. My symbiotes fell into recharge right away, so there was no one to bug me over our shared bond. It may seem to other that I don't care about my symbiotes, but I do, and they know I do, because our bond lets us transmit and share our feelings and thoughts with each other. They know I'd never leave them, it's just when I don't feel like talking I use body language, something that anybot that knows me really well, knows what my body language means.

~Le Mini Time Skip; brought to you by Scarletsky aerial attack~

In no time at all, I was nearing the rendezvous cowardents. The drive would have taken as long as I had estimated it would, if I had been driving the speed limit, which I hadn't been. I arrived in the area the rendezvous point was located, only fifteen minutes from the exact location. I decided I'd watch the rest of the team land, as I knew they hadn't yet. So I found a large field to park in, and watched as the team came crashing down in balls of fire.

I watched as one of my teammates landed somewhere in the city. 'Slag for processor, Ratchet is going to have his helm for possibly harming the humans' One landed in a baseball stadium I believe, one in another field across town, and the closest one to land to my position, landed in a residential area.

Thinking it best to help my comrade not be seen by any humans, I sped off towards the residential area. Arriving within a few minutes, I pulled up alongside the curb to the housing unit where my comrade had landed in their pool. Tuning my audio receptors and scanners towards the whole building and the backyard where my comrade had landed, from my spot parked at the curb, I sat silently, listening intently to the sounds going on within the area.

Even my scanners and external sensors on high alert.

There was shuffling movement within one of the smaller rooms, and was in route to the backyard. My scans came up with a little life signature, registering as female, age 7. 'The crash landing must have woken the sparkling. But how could it had not have woken more humans? I mean seriously?! A alien space travel pod the size of a SUV, just landed in the pool, in their backyard! Humans are so strange, and yet intriguing'

The small life signature got to the backyard, and I could barely make out what the small voice said over the sound of my comrade transforming, and climbing/stepping out of the pool. But what I heard the little voice say over the noise, was both adorable and hilarious.

"Excuse me. Are you the tooth fairy?"

Such an innocent and cute question. She's not even scared of him, the giant alien 'ROBOT' as the humans would say. AWWW SOOOO ADORABLE!

As you can probably tell, I have a soft spot for sparklings and younglings, as long as they're not causing mayhem. While sending what I heard over to my symbiotes, I quickly searched up what a tooth fairy was, and to my amusement, I wasn't disappointed. Tooth Fairy; The tooth fairy is a fantasy figure of early childhood. The folklore states that when children lose one of their baby teeth, they should place it underneath their pillow and the tooth fairy will visit while they sleep, replacing the lost tooth with a small payment. 'Odd tradition, but alright'

There was more movement within the housing unit, two adults, one male, and the other female. 'Must be the sparklings creators' As the two adult signatures made it to the backyard, where now worried shouting could be heard, I could have cared less of what was being said as I could see my comrade walking as silently as possible from behind the building.

Immediately he spotted the large GMC Topkick in the driveway and scanned it. Transforming down into his newly acquired vehicle form, he pulled forward, silently exiting the driveway.

I pulled out behind him trying to contact him through the comm link. The spark signature I was picking up from that beast of a truck, I found out he was Ironhide. 'Oh, I'm soo holding that tooth fairy thing over his helm'

Sending a ping to his comm, I got a really unfriendly sounding reply, but that's just how Ironaft is. His gruff, slightly british accented voice came over my comm.

-'What'-

'Well hello to you too sunshine'

I can't speak a language he understands, even through the comm link, so I patched in Silverstriker so I could tell him what to say over our bond. Plus these two get along quite nicely.

-'Hello 'hide'-

-'Hello Silver. What are you bots doing here?'-

-'Well since we arrived before the rest of th team, carrier was driving to the rendezvous when she decided to stop and watch the rest of you land. You just so happened to be the one to land closest to our position at the time, so carrier decided to see if you would need any assistance. Oh yeah, and one of the other bots landed somewhere in the city, hope they didn't hurt or injure anyone.'-

-'Yeah, the Hatchet won't be happy with that bot.'-

-'No he won't.'-

-'Alright then, we're on route to the rendezvous point, I'm assuming you will be accompanying me there?'-

'OH PIT TA THA' NA , AH'M NOT!'

-'No we are not accompanying you, but we are on our way there now as well, so we'll be following you, but not accompanying you.'-

-'Alright.'- Came his gruff reply.

-'Oh, and one more thing carrier wants you to know.'-

-'And that would be what exactly?'- He sounded actually curious which he shouldn't be sounding like if he knew any better.

-'When you landed in that pool, in that family units backyard.'-

-'Yeah? What about it?'- Oohhh! Now he's sounding cautious.

-'Carrier heard what the human sparkling called you, she says she's never letting that one go, she says she's going to hold it over your helm forever. Her words and I quote 'Excuse me, are you the tooth fairy? Tooth fairy Ironhide!' her words not mine.'-

A grumble from Ironhide about something I couldn't quite make out was heard, probably something about 'Slaggin' femme' or something else. Nevertheless we continued our trek towards the rest of the team in complete silence with Silverstriker falling back into recharge.

~ Le Mini Time Skip; brought to you by the grumpy Ironaft tooth fairy! ~

We arrived at our destination in about twelve minutes, just as the others were too. There was a red and blue flame decaled semi, a greenish yellow search and rescue Hummer H2, and a small silvery chrome Pontiac Solstice. The yellow Camaro with two black racing stripes, the is in front of us, I'm guessing is Bumblebee.

As we drove up behind Bumblebee, two humans got out of his cab. One male, and the other female. The semi pulled up from the front while the rest of us drove around Bee, the Hummer flashing his lights and blaring his sirens. I parked next to the Pontiac Solstice, his spark signature identifying him as Jazz.

I sent him a hello ping, he sent it back with a video of his landing. 'So he was the one to crash into the baseball stadium' then I sent him the recording of the sparkling asking Ironhide if he was the tooth fairy, we both silently enjoyed that for a few moments.

My attention was pulled back to my surroundings as the semi pulled up to the humans just feet from them. The humans looked on in awe as the semi started to break apart and transform. Bee backing up a bit, as the rest of the bots followed the semi' example by transforming, except for me, the height and length of my frame too big for the small alley with five other bots in it.

The semi completed its transformation with squealing tires falling into place on the back of his legs. He stood tall and mighty before dropping down onto a knee joint to be more level with the humans, his face plates inches away from their own faces. His baritone voice immediately identifying him as Optimus Prime, even though I already knew it was him.

"Are you Samuel James Witwicky, descendant of captain Archibald Witwicky?"

(A/N I know this chapter took very long to get out and I'm sorry. So I'll try to be faster with chapter three in fact I'm currently at the start of it now so hopefully it won't take as long. But if I rush through it won't be as enjoyable. Hoped you enjoyed this chapter and please RATE and REVIEW it's help a lot with making this story more enjoyably for all of you plus I'd like to see what you lot think. So bye for now and we'll see you in the next chapter)