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Chapter 4: Olivia

For the first time in a long time, my mind was blown to smithereens.

I didn't say anything. I just stared, my mouth agape. I was the incarnation of the All-Spark? I almost laughed, thinking it was a joke, but that thought lasted for all of two seconds. I mean, if they were just messing with me, why would they abduct my friends and myself? Their true existence was clearly supposed to be a secret.

Besides, when I think about it, it wasn't implausible. My mind didn't work the way other human minds did. I had a ridiculously strong sense of empathy; I was able to understand the points of view of anyone, even if they were evil and/or fictional.

That included the Autobots and Decepticons. I'd always felt like I could relate to Cybertronians better than other humans. There were plenty of reasons that made this plausible. It was just... mind numbing.

"I think she might be broken..." Bee said, a little worried. I probably looked like I was having a stroke or something.

"Don't worry, she is probably just trying to process this." Ratchet tried to reassure him. "It must be quite overwhelming, even if she is more... open-minded than other humans."

'You got that right.'

I thought. I looked to my friends, who were still unconscious. It made sense, I didn't seem to need as much sleep as other humans, so, naturally, I'd awaken sooner than they would.

"How..." I trailed off, thinking of the question I wanted to ask. "How do you know, what makes you so sure I'm... the incarnation of the All-Spark?"

"We have been monitoring your stories on that website... what is it called?" Ratchet asked, looking to Optimus.

"FanFiction?" I answered before he could. "What about my stories?"

"It would seem you possess a vast knowledge on Cybertronian culture and science." he stated.

"Well, I mean, I either made most of that up or took it from other stories. Like how your tools work, how long you guys live, how exactly you're able to scan vehicles and take on their appearance. All of that was just from my imagination." I informed them.

"Perhaps, but that does not make it any less accurate." Optimus stated.

"You are the only human - that we know of - possessing such knowledge." Ratchet said. "That is why Optimus has been conversing with you on that website, extracting any other information we needed to confirm our suspicions."

Optimus took over. "It is also the reason I have brought you here. While you remained unconscious, Ratchet performed several scans on you. He detected the unique energy signature that could only belong to the All-Spark, albeit faint."

Whoa. Just... whoa. I had even more questions now, but one stood out above the rest.

"Alright... so, I'm the All-Spark... ok." I mumbled. "So... what happens now that you've found me?"

They all looked at each other. I knew they were comm-linking amongst themselves, probably deciding how to answer my question.

IronHide spoke. "We have not yet decided. Until we do, we think you might enjoy a tour of the base?"

I grinned ear-to-ear. "Totally!" I agreed, excitedly. How many other fan-girls would kill to see the real-live Autobot base?! "Whose gonna take me?"

"Who would you prefer?" Prowl asked me.

I thought about it, crossing my arms, looking at all of them. My first thought was Optimus, since he was my favorite. Then I figured he might need to be here to decide what to do about me. So I went with my second favorite 'bot.

"Bumblebee." I stated, looking at him with a smile. He didn't seem to have a mouth, but I could tell he was happy by looking into his eyes.

"Ok." he said, walking over to me. He put his hand in front of me. Knowing what

that meant from years of watching them interact with humans on TV, I got up and climbed onto his hand. He placed me on his right shoulder plate, where I sat

Indian-style.

As we headed out of the medical bay, I looked at my friends, who were still unconscious. I hoped they wouldn't wake up before we came back. They didn't wish Cybertronians were real the way I did. I knew they would freak out, and I kind of wanted to see it, in case it would be funny.

I know, that's kind of mean, but I can't help it. I love watching people react to stuff, especially if the reaction is hysterical.

We walked down a huge hallway. Well, huge to me. It was probably normal for them, most of them being a few stories tall.

We came into a room even larger than the med bad. There was an enormous flat screen on the other side, facing a couch that was also Autobot sized.

"Whoa... that's, like, the biggest TV I've ever seen. Looks more like a movie screen." I said in an awed voice.

"Yeah, the government likes to pay us in your human tech, since we have no use for money." Bee said, gesturing air quotes when he said "pay." "Personally, I think they just don't want us leaving the base, risking exposure and stuff."

"Sounds like a good deal to me." I said. "My parents don't have a lot of today's tech. We have a few flat screens, video game systems, and an iPad, but that's about it." I said.

My family was like, a decade behind the rest of America. I didn't get my first phone until my first year of high school, and even then all it did that was useful in any way, was call and text. I barely used the thing.

"Well you won't have to worry about that anymore." Bee said. I grew suspicious when he said that, but decided not to ask him to elaborate. I knew I'd find out what he meant soon enough. Besides, I was enjoying our conversation.

"So, what do you like to watch on Earth TV?" I asked, genuinely curious as to what Autobots found entertaining.

"Well," He crossed his arms, thinking for a second. "Do you like Adventure Time?" he asked me.

"I love that show! You wanna watch now?" I asked, elated that I had something in common.

"Is that the human in which the All-Spark has been reborn?" said a voice. I knew that voice...

Bee turned around, and my eyes widened in terror. For right behind us, with his arms crossed, was StarScream from Transformers: Prime!

I shrieked for a half-second before quickly placing a hand in front of my mouth, muffling the sound. He raised an optic ridge. Then he laughed at me!

"I seem to have startled her." he said, clearly amused by my reaction. I turned to Bee.

"You guys do know there's a Decepticon in your base, right?!" I said, my voice shrill.

"No, don't worry. He's not a 'Con anymore." Bee said, trying to soothe me by stroking my side with his finger. It worked, I calmed down immediately, though I was still wary.

"Yes, you have no need to fear me, little one. I defected from the Decepticons a few Earth years ago." He said, his voice gentle and reassuring, which was kind of messed up, considering he never sounded like this on TV. That was when I noticed the Autobot insignia where the Decepticon one should be.

"Oh, well in that case." I said, completely calmed. "I'm Olivia, and yeah, I'm the All-Spark, apparently. Nice to meet you." I greeted.

He nodded. "Likewise, youngling."

Then I started to wonder. "Are you the only Decepticon to join the Autobots?" I asked him.

"No," he began. "Autobots and Decepticons have been changing sides since the beginning of the war. Some switching more than once."

This wasn't to surprising to me. I knew that being a 'Bot or a 'Con was a choice, not hereditary. It wasn't like being straight or homosexual. But it wasn't like dying one's hair either. It was like being Democratic or Republican, only on a much more personal and life-affecting level.

Then I decided to speak. "Well, I'm glad." I stated. "You're one of my favorite transformers, even if you were a 'Con."

A ghost of a smile appeared on his lip plates. "Thank you, Olivia."

"Welcome." I said to him. "You want to watch Adventure Time with us?" I offered.

"I think I would enjoy that very much. Human television is quite entertaining, I must admit." He said. It reminded me of the episode of Transformer: Prime where he found a clip of a tap-dancing monkey in a tuxedo. I quietly giggled at the memory.

An hour passed. We were joined by Dino, who was close friends with Bumblebee. He was almost exactly as he was in the third Bayverse movie, italian accent and all.

On the movie theater sized screen, Finn was currently running around the woods with Jake, following the footprints of the mega-frog. I heard large, metallic foot steps behind us, and turned around. For the second time, I placed my hand in front of my mouth to muffle a scream.

The leader of the Decepticons was standing in the doorway.

"Meg- Me- Meg- Megatron..." I stuttered in a voice barely above a whisper. The others turned around, then looked back at me. They didn't seem hostile when they saw him.

"Fear not, Olivia." StarScream cooed, something I still wasn't used to. "Like myself, Megatron has seen the error of his ways."

I stared at him, then looked back to Megatron. He also had an Autobot insignia. Other than that, though, he looked exactly like the Transformers: Prime version of himself. That Megatron had always been my favorite, since he was more... level-headed and strategic. Unlike most Megatrons, who tended to be straight up bat-crap-crazy.

"StarScream is correct, youngling." he said, sounding as he did in Transformers: Prime, just like Ratchet. "I realized several Earth years ago, that this war was pointless. But that is a story for another time."

"Does boss-bot want to see her?" Bumblebee asked him.

He simply nodded. Bumblebee got up from the couch, and waved goodbye to Dino and StarScream. Other than waving to the 'Bots as well, I didn't move, since I hadn't left his shoulder plates.

As we followed him back to the med bay, I studied Megatron's back. He was just as pretty in real life, only shinier.

Yes, I admit it. I thought Megatron was hot. Anyone who was able to consider Cybertronians attractive would agree with me. My heart belonged to Optimus, of course. I'd loved him since I was fifteen. He was beautiful inside and out, where as Megatron was only beautiful on the outside.

'Wait a minute...' I thought. 'Megatron is an Autobot now, which means he is also good. So...'

Fortunately, I didn't get to finish that thought. We entered the med bay. The same four 'bots were there, save for Megatron.

Optimus addressed me. "We have come to a decision. You will remain on base indefinitely."

I wasn't sure how to react, at first. This was every trans-fan's fantasy come to life. I would be living with the Autobots! But... what about my family?

"I have mixed feelings about that." I started. "I have dreamed about something like this happening for, like, three years. But I don't want my family to worry about me. I can't just disappear on them like that."

"You will be allowed to say goodbye to your loved ones." Ratchet reassured me. "We cannot allow you to reveal everything, but you may tell them that you will be safe and well taken care of."

My eyes shifted to the ground. That did make me feel better, but I my parents wouldn't let me just disappear from their lives.

"Would I be allowed to visit now and then?" I asked.

Ratchet nodded.

I thought for a minute, shifting my gaze to my still unconscious friends. They had a tendency to sleep for a little while longer than I, but come on, this was ridiculous. Putting that thought aside, I asked Ratchet my next question.

"What about them." I gestured to Macala and Meg.

They all looked to them, then back at me. "Should they choose to, they may go back to their families, so long as they swear not to tell anyone about us, or your whereabouts."

I screwed my mouth to the corner of my face. Meg could keep a secret, but I wasn't too sure about Macala, who I considered a blabber-mouth. The girl had once told another girl about a small crush I'd had on a cute boy in grade seven. She was supposed to be my best friend, so naturally, I stopped speaking to her for about a week. Ever since then, I didn't tell her any of my big secrets.

I didn't tell the 'bots this. After all, this was way bigger than some little middle school crush. This was top-secret government stuff. Surely, she wouldn't be stupid enough to actually tell someone about all this.

Even is she did, it's not like anyone would believe her.

I came to my decision. "Okay, I guess I'm cool with staying with you guys." I said, looking at Optimus. "I mean, if I am the reincarnation of the All-Spark, I guess that means you have to protect me, right?"

"You are wise, youngling." Megatron said, complimenting me. I had to admit, his baritone sent chills down my spine, but it wasn't unpleasant in any way.

Of course, his didn't make me feel nearly as good as Optimus's own baritone. Besides, I prefered red and blue flames to flat-out grey, even if it was accented with purple.

"Don't worry." I heard Bee saying to me, pulling me from my thoughts. "We all know this is gonna take some getting used to, and we'll do our best to help you adjust."

I smiled gratefully at him, at all of them. "Thank you."

Next chapter will skip about two weeks into the future, but there will be a few flashbacks, including talking to my parents. So stay tuned, it'll probably be up sometime tomorrow.