Chapter #3

_Sorry guys for the long wait on the update. Life gets in the way a lot with homework and then my hockey games and practices, it gets a bit hard to find time to write. Also OH MY FRAGGIN' PRIMUS! 217 views! You guys are great, I'm so glad you people are enjoying this. Anyways I'll let ya get to the third chapter, but please read the note at the end it's important. Hope you enjoy.

'thinking to themselves'

"speaking cybertronian"

~"speaking cybercat"~

-'Comm link'-

"Speaking english"

(Jinx's side comments)

~ 3rd person P.O.V ~

"Are you Samual James Witwicky, descendant of Captain Archable Witwicky?"

Optimus' voice practically rattling the poor boys frame. The femme that was with him, clung to his right arm and whispered to him.

"They know your name." They both stared at him with shock written on their faces.

"Yeah" Was Sam's very short and quiet answer.

"I am Optimus Prime. We are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron." Optimus informed the humans while gesturing toward the rest of the bots in the alley.

"But you can call us Autobots for short." Ratchet stated in a rather unamused tone.

"Autobots" Sam repeated in a sort murmur to himself.

'Yes fleshling. Autobots… Must he really repeat everything everybot says? I mean, I know he's in shock, but come on! The kids just really slow.' Jinx thought to herself.

Jinx quickly ran a face scan of both humans standing before them. The results came up identifying that the boy is indeed Samual James Witwicky, and the female came up as Mikaela Banes. While looking through the results of her scan, Jinx started to ponder over some files she found about both humans, particularly the femme Mikaela Banes. BUt before she could go through any files regarding the femme, Jinx was brought back to the present by the sound of Jazz's voice.

"What's crackin' lil' bitches?" Jazz asked.

'Seriously Jazz? Great first impression.' Jinx thought to herself. But despite herself, she knew she probably would have said something similar, if she could speak a language anyone (Besides Jazz) understood.

"My first lieutenant, designation Jazz." Prime introduced, as Jazz did a flipping spin in the air, landing on his pedes in a crouch position, before doing another spin and landing aft first on Jinx's hood.

"This looks like a cool place to kick it." Jazz started getting comfortable on Jinx's hood.

~ Jinx's P.O.V ~

'Did he just seriously just land on my hood? AFT FIRST?!' Sure, as much as I love ma Jazzman, and respect him as my bestfriend and field partner, I do not, like him sitting on my hood. So, I honked my horn. I honked my horn to try and get across to him to understand that, I, DO, NOT, appreciate him landing and sitting on my hood. My horn was loud enough to startle Jazz, and the rest of the bots and humans, but not loud enough to alert anyone or thing in the nearby vicinity.

Everybot and human visibly jumped at the sound, but relaxed once they realized it was me. Jazz immediately got off my hood and start to apologise. "Sorr'eh Jinx'eh. Didn't mean ta land on ya. Ah was actually s'ppost ta land on tha' old car righ' nex' ta ya." True to his words, there was an old car right next to me, but it didn't make me any less upset….

Okay, maybe just a little, but it's hard to stay mad at Jazz, especially when he's pulling his sad 'kicked cyberkitten' face. I swear, I can't say anything to him when he pulls that face. I sink on my shocks, letting out a long low vent of air. Jazz takes this a sign that he's off the hook. Grinning his brilliant grin, he strides over to the old car and plops his aft down, leaning back a bit to get comfortable.

Moving my attention back to the two humans, I found they both had a curious questioning expression on their faces. 'Oh, this so can not be good.' I thought. They both looked at each other like they could communicate with each other telepathically. Mikaela took a deep breath, stepping forward a little bit, seeing as Sam wasn't going to ask their question, she ended up asking.

"Why isn't the mustang transforming?" She asked. 'Oh how you are soooo going to regret asking that.' I thought to myself.

After Mikaela spoke up about me not transforming, Jazz cut in. "Tha' mustang 'ere as ya said, is Jinx. Pr'bably one o' tha' reasons fer 'er not transformin', is so not ta frighten ya two, an' tha' otha' reason pr'bably cause she don' think she can fit in this alley."

Wow. Never ceases to amaze me how well Jazz knows me.

Suddenly, a tingle ran through my frame. I turned my invisible optics to invisibly glare at Ratchet. 'I really hope that wasn't a medical scan for his own good.' "I just ran a scan of the area. Jinx you are able to transform in this alley with ease." Ratchet stated. 'Oh joy…(inward sigh) Ratchet …you're gonna be the reason I scare the slag out of these children…or at least the boy.'

At hearing Ratchet's statement, Jazz looked down at my vehicle form with a silent question. Inwardly sighing yet again, I commed him. -'Fine. But let tha' others know ah'm not gonna be responsible if tha' humans get scared.'-

-'al'ght, ah just commed 'em, they know.'- Jazz informed m.

Inwardly sighing yet again, I seem to be doing that alot. Anyways. I backed up a bit to have more space to transform. My parts and platting shifted and moved as I transformed, platting folding and unfolding, breaking apart and fitting together as my form became more recognizable as an animal of some kind.

The look of shock and slight horror adorned the faces of the two humans as my height kept increasing past the height range they were probably expecting. As I completed my transformation, the looks on the human's faces clearly said, that what I had become, was not at all what they had been expecting.

Moving to lie down on all fours and my chassis, I kept my purple optics watching the going's on's, as Sam turn immediately turned to Optimus, but Mikaela was a bit more hesitant still staring at me.

"Wha' the hee…. What is that…. How is that even possible!?" Sam shouted, practically screeching his questions at Optimus at this point though, swinging his arms around wildly. however Optimus didn't even bat an optic ridge at the boy's out burst, it was to be expected. Like always, Optimus regarded the boy with kind optics.

"I believe those questions are best directed at Jazz, as he knows more about Jinx than anybot else here." Optimus calmly said.

Listening to what Optimus had just said. Then actually registering the words, Sam turned to Jazz, so fast he almost lost his balance, as well as almost giving himself whiplash. Looking at Jazz, Sam just stared at him, as if he could communicate with him through his mind. Regardless Jazz nodded. Sitting up a bit from his relaxed position so that he had both of his elbow joints resting on his knee joints. Jazz cast his visor covered optics to my form as he started to speak.

"Fer yer questions, Jinx'eh 'ere is a cybercat, anotha' species from Cybertron. Much like Earth's big cat species. She's tha' only one o' 'er kind in recorded history ta be able ta transform. An' tha' last o' 'er species as a whole, out o' tha' larger cybercat species, an' tha' household pet cybercats. Fer 'er being able ta transform inta somethin' as small as tha' mustang she took on as an alt, ah have no explanation except fer tha' fact that cybercats biology is similar to ours but it's very different in some areas that make tha' cybercat so special." Jazz answered the boys questions.

Sam still looked flabbergasted, while Mikaela looked more sympathetic and thoughtful, before slowly forwards with her hand outstretched as if approaching a wild animal. Which I suppose, she kinda is. As Mikaela kept creeping closer to my large frame, I lowered my helm onto my front pedes, my purple optics trained on her petite form. She stopped. Her hand just inches from my nasal ridge. Being as careful as possible, as not to harm her fragile organic form. I carefully leaned forward so that her hand made contact with the plating on my nasal ridge. She looked surprised for a moment, before relaxing, and began to gently stroke the plating on my nasal ridge. I softly began to purr at her touch. She giggled.

Still stroking my nasal ridge, she got a thoughtful look before turning to Jazz, hand still stroking, she asked her question. "Can she speak english?" Jazz peered at her from under his visor, before turning his gaze to me. A slightly thoughtful yet sad expression adorned his face plates, but just slightly before it was gone in less than a blink of an optic. But knowing him as well as I do, I didn't need to see that expression long, nor did I have to see his optics to know what he was thinking, I could see it in his body language, no matter how well he tried to hide it.

Whether Jazz knew that I know what he's thinking, I couldn't tell. However he still answered Mikaela's question with a goofy grin. "Nah, she can't. 'Er vocal processor only allows 'er ta speak in 'er own language, cybercat."

Mikaela was mulling over the information in her head that Jazz had provided. She looked like she wanted to ask another question, but was interrupted by Ironhide making a coughing sound with his vocalizer, essentially Clearing his vocal processor.

Optimus seemed to understand exactly what Ironhide was hinting at. Optimus regained his posture as he was about to continue the introductions of the rest of the team. But just before Optimus could continue, Sam managed his way out of his stunned surprise, and asked a question he had been wondering.

"Wooah….woah...woah. What is that?" he gestured towards Jazz. As I had to hold back a growl towards Sam for calling Jazz THAT, but was more or less fine with the boy as he continued his question. "How did he learn to talk like that?" Sam. The poor boy just looked flabergasted. Again.

The question was directed at Optimus, so he replied calmly, but it sort of sounded like he was explaining it to a sparkling.

"We've learned Earth's languages through the world wide web." Sam looked, again, slightly stunned, but accepted the answer to his question. Before either human could interrupt him, again, Optimus continued on with the introductions. Finally.

"My weapon specialist, Ironhide." As Optimus was introducing Ironhide, Ironhide activated his oh, so, beloved cannons. Charging them at their lowest setting as to not harm the humans (to much) on accident, but also so that they could glow their blue and orange glow. Ironhide pointed the two glowing cannons at the children, Mikaela included, as she had already made her way back to Sam's side.

"You fellin' lucky punk?" Hide asked, trying to be intimidating, which worked easily as the ones on the other end of the cannons barrels, were beings about only one sixth of his size, maybe even less.

"Easy, Ironhide." Optimus warned. Even though he knew Hide was just playing….. at least, I hope he knew. Still as leader, I suppose you can never be too careful.

"I was just Kiddin'. I just wanted to show him my cannons." See I knew it! Optimus just shook his helm, and vented softly as he continued on with the introductions.

"Our medical officer, Ratchet." Optimus Introduced gesturing to Ratchet. Sniffing the air, Ratchet opened his mouth plates.

"The boys pheromone level suggest he wants to mate with the female."

'OH, MY, PRIMUS…the poor children must be so embarrassed.' I was proven to be correct, as the two humans separated themselves as soon as those words left Ratchet's mouth plates. And Ratchet being a medic, didn't really care as to what he had just said, that and he doesn't really understand that humans don't feel the same way as cybertronians about that kind of thing, and that they don't express it in public areas like some cybertronians do. I could tell Jazz was just barely hanging onto his laughter, as was I. Ratchet was just completely oblivious! Optimus continued on again ignoring what Ratchet had said, that, or he just didn't get it either way.

"You already know your guardian Bumblebee." the boy may know Bee, but he didn't know he was his guardian, until now.

The boy just turned around to look up at Bee. "Bumblebee, right?" The boy asked. Oh my Primus! This kid is slow. It was cute however, as Bee had been air boxing with himself while being introduced.

"Check on the rep yep, second to none." Played out through his radios speakers.

"So you're my guardian, huh?" Dear Primus help this boy. Bee just nodded. Ratchet spoke up again, pointing some laser at Bee's vocal processor.

"His vocal Processors were damaged in battle. I'm still working on them." I shot Ratchet a glare, as the laser obviously caused Bee discomfort as the youngling started to cough. I just couldn't help but glare, a little growl escaping my own vocal processor. My instincts telling me to protect the youngling, but I refrained from attacking Ratchet, as I just settled for a glare. However Ratchet merely looked at me, not fazed or intimidated at all, being used to it from all his patients. Still, he slowly lowered his laser/scanner thing…...whatever the pit it is.

Mikaela took a tentative step forward. "Why are you here?" Mikaela asked curiosity and slight fear in her eyes. All the bots turned to Optimus.

"We are here looking for the allspark. And we must find it before the Megatron." Optimus answered.

"Mega-what?" Optimus vented out a sigh. Pressing a holo emitter on the side of his helm. Optimus brought up a holo of cybertron, during the war.

"Our planet was once a powerful empire, peaceful and just…." 'Yeah right' I thought to myself. "...Until we were betrayed by Megatron…" Optimus' tone became garve. "...leader of the Decepticons. All who defied him were destroyed." Optimus looked lost in thought as he spoke, probably reliving it all, and feeling others pain. As was I, remembering Megatrons first recruitment in Kaon, a day my family had been sneaking around to try and steal some energon, and Megatron's demonstration of what happened to those that didn't join him. The fear I felt for my small family of the mechlings and I. (Though, we weren't young anymore by this time) Continuing with the story of the past. I came out of my own thoughts, as I didn't want to remember about those times. When I looked around at the other bots, everybot looked a bit lost in thought as well.

"...Our war finally consumed the planet, and the allspark was lost to the stars. Megatron followed it to earth, where Captain Witwicky found him."

"My grandfather." Sam murmured to himself, awestruck and sympathetic.

"It was an accident that intertwined our fates; Megatron crash landed before he could retrieve the cube. Captain Witwicky accidentally activated his navigation system. The coordinates to the cubes location on Earth were imprinted on his glasses." Optimus informer Sam of how he got dragged into this mess. Sam was trying to completely understand the situation. It looked as if all thought had stopped in Sam's mind however, when Optimus had mentioned his grandfather's glasses.

"How'd you know about his glasses?" Sam asked.

"eBay." Optimus replied.

"eBay." Sam murmured to himself.

"If the Decepticons find the Allspark, they will use its power to transform Earth's Machines and build a new army." Ratchet informed the boy. Trying to get across to the boy, the gravity of his situation, and what those glasses truly meant for his raises and planets survival. Optimus nodded along with Ratchets words.

"Sam Witwicky, you hold the key to Earth's survival." 'Geessse no pressure there what so ever...none at all.' I thought to myself

Mikaela looked shocked. Turning so fast to Sam, she could have given herself whiplash. 'What is it with these two humans and trying to give themselves whiplash?' "Please tell me you have those glasses."

A/N First off, I'm sorry for the short chapter, I leave off in chapter where I think it's best to do so and I kinda had to stay to the movie line as much as possible next time hopefully it'll be a longer chapter. Congrats to GirlWhoLovesAnime for guessing one of the scenes in this chapter where Mikaela pets Jinx, I mean me, or… you know what nevermind you know what I'm talking about. Anyways I'm aiming to have the fourth chapter done before christmas or new years but I don't know what will happen. If you guys want I'll do a christmas Special only if you let me know you want one, it will go out of the story line but it'll be just for you guys. So let me know via PM or reviews. Anyways hope you enjoyed, rate and review if ya like! Bye fer now.