Do you guys like it so far? I now that I might be going too fast, but tell me what you think. Anna is not a Mary-Sue, but I'll put her to the test. She's not supposed to be one. Please don't be afraid review and leave suggestions. You can also PM me. I wasn't sure where to put it in the story's description, but this will be a pairing between Anna x Soundwave later on in the story. I do not own Transformers.

Thoughts/ flashbacks/dream

Radio

Fire, it was everywhere. At first, the flames were just that, flames. Then, the fire swirled and began to form into a shape. It was a face, a female's to be exact. Where the skin was supposed to be, there was white fire. Her hair was made up of long trails of red fire. Her lips were made of blue fire, and the only place that there wasn't any fire were the eyes. Her eyes were pitch black, as if they were black holes. I just stared at the face in the flames, and she stared right back at me.

Then, she spoke. "Why?" I gasped, that was my twin's voice. "S-Solarflare?" I hesitantly took a step closer to her. Even if she was made of fire, she was still my twin. I reached out a hand to touch her, but the fire on her face arch toward me angrily. Quickly I jerked my hand away and backed up.

"Why did you let me die Anna? We were twins, you were supposed to protect Emma and I" "What? No, I didn't let you die Clare! I-"She cut me off by growling at me, the fire brightened and started to dance wildly around. "YES YOU DID, YOU WEREN'T THERE WHEN I NEEDED YOU MOST! YOU COULD HAVE SAVED ME!" " HOW?! HOW COULD I HAVE SAVED YOU CLARE?! TELL ME! MY FACE JUST GOT SCALDED AND I COULDN'T SEE OR MOVE!" I screamed at her. How dare she say that?! I was always there! I never let her die! I couldn't save her because I was blinded by the pain of getting hot water splashed on my face!

"You could have done something other than just lay there. You could have stayed strong and moved your worthless carcass so I didn't have to save you!" Clare said bitterly, her voice rising. Before I could think of what to say, Clare opened her mouth and came closer to me. "What are you doing Clare?" I tried to back away from the fire, but I was frozen in place.

That's when my PTSD kicked in, I went wide eyed and started shaking. "Clare, b-back u-up." Instead, she just replied "No, my pain is now yours. You will know what it feels like to be abandoned in your time of need….

Suddenly, everything went black. I squinted, trying to see in the dark. When the darkness faded, I looked around and gasped. No. Not here. Anywhere but here. I saw myself, on the ground with one hand over the right side of my face. There was a man behind me, my father. He was raising a knife above me. "ANNA!" I turned at the shout, and saw my twin running towards me.

"MOVE!" She launched herself between my father and I, just as the knife fell.

"CLARE!" I jolted awake and looked around, breathing heavily. I sighed and leaned back as I realized that I was back in my stasis pod. I rolled my eyes, and deactivated the pod around me, my gravity manipulator fully recharged. I look up at the sky and frowned, it was night. That means the autobots would make land fall soon.

I walked away from where I was standing and went to lean against the car that would later be crushed by Jazz. I couldn't keep my mind off of my dream. I slung my backpack off of my shoulder and took out my knife and sketch pad. I looked at the knife, turning it around in my hand. It was nothing special, the blade was made of stain-less steel and was 6-inches long. The handle was black and had A.C.E scratched into the side in red. I did that, I scratched the black paint off and colored A.C.E on top of the silver in red sharpie.

This was the same knife in my dream. The same on that was in my father's hand before…..before, I shook my head and put the knife sown next to me. I grabbed my sketchbook and opened it to the next empty page. This sketchbook had drawings of all my dreams. I call it my nightbook, because it contains most of my nightmares. I began to sketch the face of fire in my dreams, it wasn't that easy too. I chose to just do the whole thing in pencil, then go over it in color. I frowned, trying to catch the movement of the flames that made up my sister's hair. Thankfully, the light from the glowing symbol was just enough for me to draw.

I must have been there longer than I thought, because I heard the sound of a car engine. I looked up and saw Bumblebee's headlights. I put my sketchbook and knife back in my back pack and stood up. I like the new look bee, I thought as I walked towards the car. Sam and Mikaela got out of Bee and as soon as Sam saw me he started spazzing out.

"W-wait, I know you! Anna? What the heck are you doing here?! Did you know about my car being an-mph!" Before he could finish Mikaela slapped a hand over his mouth. I rolled my eyes at them, "Yes Sam, I knew Bumblebee was an Autobot." "How?' Sam asked after Mikaela pulled her hand away. "Just wait, I'll fill you in when the others get here" with that said, I turned around and waited for the others to show.

Pretty soon, I saw four pairs of headlights in the fog. A blue Peter-built 397 with red flames, a black GMC Topkick C4500, yellow Search and Rescue Hummer 2, and a silver Pontiac Solstice. They're here, I'm really going to meet the Autobots! I shook my head, Woah, down girl. This is no time to fangirl, get your mission on lock and see it through (Superhero reference, I love the Skillet band XD). The other cars made a circle around us while the Peter-built drove straight up to us. Sam and Mikaela backed up a little, but I just stayed where I was, I knew Optimus wouldn't hit me. The semi put the brakes on, then immediately began to transform right along with the others. Show off, I though as I watched Optimus transform kneeling.

Sam and Mikaela were watching in fascination, and I do have to admit that the Cybertronian transformation sequences are pretty awesome. As soon as Optimus was done, he knelt down and brought his face close to us. He gave Mikaela a once over, then turned to study Sam and I more closely. "Are you Samuel James Witwicky, descendant of Archibald Witwicky?" he asked. "They know your name" Mikaela whispered to Sam. Sam was just starring up at him, so I jabbed him in the side (none too gently) with my elbow. "Ouch, Anna!" He said, rubbing his side and glaring at me. "He asked you a question, answer him" I simply said. Still glaring at me, he turned back to the waiting Prime and said, "Yeah". "My name is Optimus Prime. We are Autonomous Robotic Organisms from the planet Cybertron." "But you can call us Autobots for short" Ratchet said. "Autobots" Sam said. "What's crackin' little glitches" we all turned to see Jazz do a fancy flip, then sit on the car behind him crushing it. "My first lieutenant, designation Jazz" Optimus said. "This looks like a cool place ta kick it" Jazz said. I smiled, despite myself. Then, I copied Jazz's flip and said in a gangster accent similar to his," Nothin much ya glitch. Ah like yo'r visor." Jazz had a surprised look, but just grinned at me. "W-What is that? How'd he learn to talk like that?" Sam asked, pointing up at Jazz.

I growled, and whirled around. I walked up to Sam and grabbed his arm pointing up toward Jazz. Then, still holding onto Sam's hand, I turned and roughly flipped him over my shoulder and onto the ground. Then, I straddled his stomach and placed my forearm against his throat. I leaned in close and snarled, "If I ever hear you refer to Jazz or any other Cybertronian as 'that' again, I will personally relieve you of an important part of your anatomy. If you must know, they downloaded Earth's languages through the World Wide Web. If you were listening to Optimus, he said that they were Autonomous Robotic organisms! Robotic meaning that they are similar to robots and have access to our planet's internet. Am I clear Samuel?" I hissed, my face barely inches from his. Sam gave an undignified squeak, before nodding rapidly. Satisfied, I got off of him and helped him up.

"I like this femmen!" Ironhide said. "My weapons specialist, Ironhide." Optimus said. Ironhide whirled his cannons to life and pointed them at us, "feeling lucky punk?" "Easy Ironhide" Optimus said in a warning tone. "Just kidding, I just wanted to show them my cannons." He said. Sam breathed in awe, and I walked up Ironhide. "I like your cannons Ironhide, how bout a shooting match after this is all over? Just you and me?" I asked him. Ironhide looked down at me," Think you can take me femmen?" "No, but I can try can't I?' I asked smirking up at him. Ironhide looked up to Optimus," Now I really like this femmen!"

Optimus smiled, then turned to Ratchet. "My Chief Medical Officer, Ratchet." Ratchet began sniffing the air and said "The boy's pheromone levels suggest he wants to mate with the female." Sam whistled and Mikaela scratched her head awkwardly. I turned to Sam, and he cringed away from me. I raised an eyebrow behind my visor, wow I didn't scare him that much did I? "That, was just disturbing. Please try to get a grip on your hormones Sam" I said. Sam's face turned so red, I thought he was going to pass out. I always wanted to say that! I thought.

Sensing the uncomfortable situation, Prime moved on to Bumblebee. "You already know your guardian, Bumblebee." We all looked over to him as he did cute little boxing moves. Check on the rep, yep second to none

"So you're my guardian, huh?" Sam asked. Bumblebee gave an electronic squeal. Ratchet stepped forward and shot a green laser at Bumblebee's throat area. "His vocal processor was damaged in battle, I'm still working on them." Bumblebee gave a few coughs, but recover as soon as the green laser disappeared.

Mikaela stepped forward and spoke for the first time," Why are you here?" Before Optimus could respond, I stepped forward. "They are here looking for the Allspark, and they must find it before Megatron." They all looked at me, the humans in confusion and the autobots in suspicion. "How do you know that?" Ratchet asked. Ironhide whirled his cannons to life and pointed them at me," Decepticon spy perhaps." I turned to Optimus, who had a thoughtful look on his face. "Did you not explain this to them Optimus?' I asked. "I'm afraid I do not know what you are referring to" He said. Standing back up. I huffed," Your stasis project. The Prime came to you and told you that they were sending a little femmen from another dimension to help you and possibly save your race from extinction? How could you forget to share that with your troops, that kinda important Optimus" I said.

His eyes narrowed," I did indeed receive a message from the primes but not about this." "ARGH! Thy told me that they would tell you this in advance so I wouldn't have to deal with this whole 'decepticon spy' slag!" I said angrily. "Woah, wait back up! Who are the Primes? What's a decepticon? And what's slag?" Sam asked.

"Can it Witwicky! I do not have the time, nor patience to tell you right now!" I said, a little harsher than I meant. Sam cringed back at my tone, and I sighed. "Sorry, I'm just really upset that the Primes evidently lied to me about informing Optimus about my arrival. I'm not good at explaining thing, and now they-", I gestured to the autobots, "think I'm a threat. Life's great, huh?"

Shaking my head, I sat down on the ground and sighed. "Ok, listen up because I don't have time to repeat myself. My designation, or name, is Anna. I come from a dimension where all this-", I waved my arm around," is fiction. A guy named Michael Bay made and directed the Transformers movie, which we are currently in. I know what will happen for the next couple years in the future, and let me tell you. It isn't good. I was taken from my world, along with my sister, Emma, and put in this world to prevent the extinction of the Cybertronian race." Several mouths opened, but I held my hand up, "Please, just hear me out. There is no time for questions if things are to happen as they should in the timeline. Anyway, I was sent here to aid you all, and my sister is still with the Primes in their dimension. She is still 7, so this is no place for her. Even if she wished to come."

"Wait, so how old are you?" Sam asked. I gave an exasperated huff," I'm stuck at 13. All the time spent in the Primes' dimension has halted Emma and my aging process. Do not ask me how, it just did. I am in no way immortal, I can still die by getting shot or severely wounded, but age is no longer a factor. It is both a blessing and a curse in a way. But, back to the topic at hand. Sam, to answer your previous question decepticons, like Barricade the police car, have red optics and are led by Megatron. To put the war in a nutshell, Megatron used to be a gladiator in the pits of Kaon. He wanted to become a Prime, but Optimus, formally Orion Pax, was chosen instead. This angered Megatron and he started a war. The war destroyed their planet and in the mess the Allspark and Megatron ended up at your planet. Now, the autobots need it to hopefully restore Cyberton. You great-grandfather, Archibald, accidently found Megatron frozen in the Artic. He accidently activated Megatron's navigation system and the co-ordinates to Allspark's location were imprinted on his glasses. I'm here to prevent the extinction of all Cybertronians, and can change certain things that I want. I'm sorry, but I can't tell you any more, it may disrupt the timeline even more. I may have already told you too much. All you have to know is that I'm here to help, I'm not a spy, and you can trust me. For now, we have to get the glasses, the fate of both our worlds depend on it. If the Allspark falls in the decepticons' hands, they will use its power to enslave and later kill all of humanity."

"Wow, that's a lot to take in" Mikaela breathed. Sam nodded," How did you guys even know about his glasses?" Sam asked. "Ebay" I deadpanned. "Ebay" Sam said. "Before we go, Mikaela may I see your purse?" "Why?" She asked, but handed me her purse. I rummaged through it, and eventually found what, or who I was looking for. I took her phone out and handed her purse back to her. She gave me a confused look and opened her mouth to say something, but stopped when I held a finger up to my lips. "Frenzy, I know that's you, you little creep." Gasps were heard and weapons were powered on as the phone transformed into the decepticon.

"A spy, let me blast his aft into the next galaxy Prime" Ironhide said. I ignored them, and kept talking to Frenzy. I kept my hands locked around his frame so he couldn't move. "Frenzy, I'm not going to let Ironhide or anyone else hurt you, ok? I'm here to protect you as well." 'M-must f-find a-allspark" he said. I gave a thoughtful look, "Frenzy, how is working for Megatron?" He growled at me, "H-human f-femmen s-should k-know i-if w-what s-she s-says i-is t-true. M-megatron h-hurt F-frenzy i-if m-mission n-not c-complete." I nodded, "And you're afraid that no one will protect you like Soundwave has, or your partner Barricade." "F-Frenzy no n-need p-protecting! F-Frenzy n-need a-allspark!" He tried to wiggle out of my hand, but I just tightened my grip around him. "Frenzy, if you tell the location of the Allspark to the decepticons, you'll be telling them the location of Megatron as well. Also, the location is heavily guarded by humans. If they capture you, they will be just like Scalpel, maybe even worse. I don't think you want to offline just yet."

Then, I gently set him down. "What are you doing" Ironhide roared. "This is unwise youngling" Ratchet said. The others kept quiet, just watching. I turned to the Autobots and said, "If things happened as they should, then Frenzy must be set free. To capture or offline him now would change this world's timeline drastically." I set Frenzy down and watched as he turned to me and hesitated for a few seconds, then scurried away.

"Now, Sam." I turned to him, "We need to go to your house to retrieve the glasses." He looked at me," Why, if you know the future can't you just tell them where the Allspark is?" I glared at him," Did you not listen to a thing I just said? If I did that, then certain events that should happen would not happen, and that could have dire consequences. Besides….." I smiled smugly," Judy would kill both of us for going to the location of the Allspark when it's already past your curfew."

Sam's eyes bugged out of his head, "OH MAN, MOM'S SO GONNA KILL ME!" "What should we do Optimus?" Ironhhide asked. "Well, ah fo' one trust her. She seems ta be tellin' the truth. We should give her tha 'benefit o tha doubt' as tha humans say." Jazz said. Optimus was silent while he processed this, then finally he said "I agree with Jazz. For now, I believe she is trustworthy. We will look into the situation more, but for now we must get those glasses. Autobots, roll out!"

They all transformed into their alt-modes. Sam and Mikaela rode in Bumblebee, and I got in Jazz. "Thanks for vouching for me back there" I said. Jazz was silent, but then the radio switched on. " Yo'r welcome. Ah jus' hope tha' wha' ya say is true, fo' yo'r sake femmen."