"Now, if you find proof to support your theory, I'm available and happy to hear it," Maggie sighs, rubbing her head as she remembers the conversation she had with the secretary of defense and for what she was about to do...something that could and would get her thrown into jail forever.

But as she brings her head down, she looked at the house that she stood in front of. Located beneath the Capital's main bridges left it a good deal to be desire, but it was a house. The yard could do some weeding, and a paint job was a couple years overdue, it was still well maintained. Walking over to ti, Maggie pushed open the unlock fence, hearing the tv braying loudly as she hurried up the steps, before she began to rapidly push the doorbell. Inside Glenn did his best to ignore it, deep in the retro game of warcraft. While sure graphics have gotten better over the years, Glenn was more in for the story line...and he was lying to himself, some games graphics were just terrible because the company wants to keep selling out a new game every year...thank God Nintendo learned to stop doing that.

Unfortunately, the ringing still persisted, and with a heavy heart, he froze the game and headed for the front door, determined to see off whatever solicitor or lost soul was so insistent on interrupting him. But as soon as the door was halfway open he cries out as Maggie pushed past him, "Maggie what?" No..no! Maggie that's my private area what are you doing here?!"

"GLENN, WHO IS IT?"

Hearing the voice boomed in no nonsense tones, Glenn responded, "SHUT UP GRANDMA!" he turns his gaze back to Maggie, "What are you doing here?" he asked once more.

He watches her pivoted a quick circle, her expression filled with guilt and her eyes looking around shifty, "You gotta help me with something,"

His initial annoyance gave way to a look of fear, "No, uh-uh. Been there, done that. I'm not getting fired because of you?" he sighs when his grandmother still contuined to yell, "GRANDMA DRINK YOUR PRUNE JUICE!"

"Glenn, we need to talk. No one is better at signal decryption than you. You're the only one genius enough to understand what I'm talking about," she then smirks up at him, "And don't you want to something classified,"

Hands held defensively in front of him, he backed away from her, "No...yes...No," he couldn't take off the drive's bright color, the one she held up in her hands, to him. He was struggling, he knew he was, "How classified,"

Maggie grin broadly, waving it in his face, "Like I could go to jail forever if I show you classifed," she laughs when he snatches it out of her hand.

"Just a quick peak," he said, all but running into his room, where his computer complex sat proudly, His eyes widen as the signal that pop up on his screen, slipping his glasses on, "I have never seen anything like this," he whispers, staring in awe before he turns to Maggie, "Where you say you got this? The signal strength's through the roof,"

"This hacked the Military Air National Guard frequency in less than sixty seconds," his eyes shot up at that and he turns back to the screen, pushing his face close to the screen. She frowns at him, seeing his eyes glowing for a second, "Glenn?"

"There a message embedded in this...I can see it," typing furiously, he bites at his lips as he decoded something, a file appearing.

"Project Ice Man…" Maggie whispers, "Witwicky…"

Sector Seven...what's that…" Glenn's voice trails off, "Izuku Midoirya...oh shit oh shit," Maggie watches as she grabs another lap top, but her eyes widen as the same sound she had been hearing over and over all day, though more ragged and screechy played from it.

She grabs him by the shoulder, "Glenn...where did you get that? How did you get that?"

"About three years ago, Sumdac Systems were asking for help from other corporations...one of their robots...well it got out of control...really really out of control…" he shivers, and Maggie could see the fear in his brown eyes, "It kinda started a zombie and terminator apocalypse and this girl," he tapped the name, Izuku Midoirya, "Is one of the people who stopped it...she's a legend in Japan, Maggie… almost as famous as All Might…"

Before they could discuss further on this, the front door flew open behind them and what seemed like an entire division of FBI agents burst into the house. Maggie and Glenn found themselves thrown to the floor before they could voice so much as an hello. One agent efficiently secured her wrists behind her back with soft handcuffs as his partner stood over her and recited methodically.

"Maggie Madsen, you have the right to remain silent…" Maggie sighs, her shoulders slumping as she ignores this, and Glenn's yelling, trying to calm his grandmother who was screeching at them to stay on the plastic.

Izuku sighs as she looks over the fruit...especially the mangoes… "Ok...its ten months before the entrance exam so I got to keep eating healthy...no more cheat days until after the exams," she sighs, knowing that her wallet was going to cry. Luckily, last night she had gotten another analyst job from Trueman, so hopefully she will be done with that either tonight or tomorrow so she'll be getting a paycheck soon, "Maybe I should ask him to spread it around among heroes he trusted…" luckily, unlike other normal universities, those who have Heroes Courses have all paid scholarship for those who get accepted into said course, all coming from the Hero Commission...and U.A from what she research also give out good scholarships for the other courses. So, all she had to worry about was paying rent and getting food.

Nodding her head, she grabs five mangoes and slips them into the plastic bag, placing them in the cart. Going around the store, she picks up food: rice, pork, onions (what can she say, she was not giving up her Katsudon) but she also got beef, salmon, chicken breast, noodles and other pasta, milk, a pack of water bottles and of course eggs. Buying it all, she nodded her head to the cashier and headed out the door with her bags in her arms, straining a bit but she stops when she notices the vehicle park right in front of the market.

The Camaro.

Izuku eyes it, before she ignores it, walking over to her bike and placing the bags into the bike trailer attached to the back. Making sure none of the eggs would get crush before she jumps onto the saddle and pedals away.

Pedaling on her old bike towards her apartment, Izuku looks over her shoulder. Sure enough, the Camaro was trailing behind her, maintaining a distance of about a block between them. Turning around a corner, pedaling past Burger King, she didn't notice Mei coming out of it, her eyes widen as she spotted Izuku with her Camaro following after her. Her eyes zoom in, seeing no passenger in said Camaro and she remembers the contents of the voicemail Izuku left the other night. Quickly grabbing her Vespa and sliding into the seat. Never noticing the police car that came screaming pass as she keyed the ignition.

Izuku was glad that the many ways home was going through an abandoned parking lot under the freeway. It would give her the good opportunity to finally get some answers without worrying the public. Though, she felt the purse on her shoulder getting heavier, wondering if she was doing the right thing...when a police car parked right in front of her, the driver's side door swung open sharply and making her run right into it. She grunts as she hots the ground hard, slowly peeling herself off the pavement and looking in dismay at her eggs, "Damn it! That hurt...this is becoming the worse day ever,"

Slowly sitting up, Izuku opens her mouth before she snaps it shut. She eyes the officer that sat in the driver's seat...and saw it flicker. She took a step back, when the police car jerked forward, knocking her back. Her heart beat rapidly, eyes narrow but she kept calm...she had to...she had to keep calm, acting rashly might mean her death...so she watched, her hand slipping into her purse as the headlights cover swung open and the glaring bare bulbs telescoped outward like the illuminated heads of a pair of glassy eyeless serpents, halting over inches from her face. Seconds later they rose skyward as the rest of the car transformed into a sixteen foot tall bidpedal humanoid robot. Enormous metal fingers reached downwards.

Scrambling backwards, Izuku, with practice though very rusty skidded just out of their reach as the blut tips slammed into the asphalt. Pavement cracked, spiderwebbing in all directions away from the metal fingertips. On her feet, Izuku ran like hell, though she knew the thing was coming after her. She cries out when the gigantic and metal hand struck her in the back and lifted her roght off the ground. Flying into the windshield of a car, Izuku wheezes, "Fuck…" she coughs out, "That hurt...that...fuck I forgot how much that hurt," she shifted a bit, feeling the broken glass underneath her, and feeling the bruises that would surly form. Izuku slowly turned on the hood as the robot stomped over to her. She glares up at him, and she could see him falter a bit. She felt confusion in her eyes, but what Izuku didn't know was that her eyes had briefly turned red as her lips curled, baring her teeth.

The robot shakes it off, leaning over her, as his massive metal fists smashed into the car on either side of Izuku, effortlessly mashing fenders and support steel, splintering plastics and shattering glass. This destruction was accompanied by a pair of awful loud bangs- the front tires exploding. Following by, which made Izuku's eyes widen for this was the first time she heard any of these spoke anything that connected to humanity, "Are you Aurora Primal?!"

Her eyes narrow at hearing her old name, "Yeah…" she whispers, her hand still in her purse, tense up.

"Where are your ancestral artifacts?!"

Izuku stares, staring at him in bewilderment. But clearly patience was not among the personality that this robot had. But before he could rise his mallet like fist into the air again, Izuku stuck. Pulling out a small device, she slaps it onto the metal of his arm and leaped onto the roof of the badly damage car. Sliding down from the rear window and off the lid of the truck, hitting the ground running. She heard the snarl coming from the said robot...before a loud explosion rang out, blue fire lighting up behind her. Grinning Izuku as she turns the corner, and then collides with Mei, knocking her off her Vespa and all three hitting the ground.

"Fuck my arm," Mei sat up, grimacing as she got up, "Boss did you use one of the explosives that I made? Why…" her voice trails off as she caught the sight of the massive mechanical shape that emerged from the flames. Red eyes glaring at them with such anger and hatred, and to Izuku's horror, was holding on the still intact arm. It was slightly blacken from the explosion...but not blow up.

"Fuck of course their more durable." Izuku complained before she grabs Mei's arms and had planned for both of them to run when another monster roared into view: the Camaro. She barely managed to yank Mei out of its path as it did a forty-mile-per- hour power slide and smashed sideways into the oncoming metal behemoth, knocking it into a skid across the asphalt/ Both passenger doors swing open as the song, "Rescue Me" blared from car's speakers. Adding emphasis to the music's message, the cars horn began to honk incessantly.

Izuku didn't hesitate, "Get in the car," Mei, following the order, dive into the passeneger seat as Izuku slip into the driver's. As soon as they were both in, the doors slammed behind them and the Camaro burned rubber peeling out. Looking at the back window, Izuku saw the other transforming back into the police car and gave chase. They were being pursed through a manufacturing district that had seeb better days, the same for the road they drove on and the train tracks that they drove over. Anyone looking on would an ordinary police vehicle chasing a beat-up muscle car.

At least under the police car was relatively ordinary until the side panels pn the cruiser rose up like wings to reveal launching pods beneath each cradling metallic arc. Explosions boiled up on each side of the Camaro as it served and dodge. Inside, Izuku and Mei held on as tight as they could to stop themselves from being thrown into each other. "Shit...shit, shit, shit!" Izuku's heart pounded against her chest, "Go...go go...oh Prime," she whispers, both her and Mei's eyes grew even wider than before as the Camaro approached a very solid looking dead end. But at the last possible minute, the Camaro spun a perfect 180, turning to face the oncoming police cruiser.

"Bad idea! Mei screams as tires squealed, the Camaro lurching forward. The police car did not slow a tick, continuing to launch small and very deadly missiles as it came onward. One sped past the evading Camaro's left wheel as it avoided the oncoming projectile with preternatural nimbleless. Izuku's eyes widen as at the last minute, both vehicle's swerved, missing each other by millimeters. It was difficult to say which one was louder: the squeal of sliding tires, or her and Mei's screams. The screams gave way to grunts as the doors opened and they found themselves ejected.

Scrambling to stand up, they watch, memorize as the Camaro...changed. Emitting muted grinding and squealing noises, the Camaro morphed right in front of their eyes. No changing in the shadows now, no attempt at subterfuge or mechanical dissemblings. The robotic shape that emerge from the bulk that had been the Camaro was still the same light-blinding yellow. They even sported, albeit in a radically different configuration, the black racing stripes that had caught Izuku's attention.

Though Izuku and Mei couldn't stare long as the robot stood its ground in front of them as the robot that had originally been the police cruiser charges. Unfortunately before it slammed into the Camaro, something silver sprung from the police cruiser. Both Izuku and Mei stared at the robot that only came to their hips, hissing with red optics filled with hatred and disgust in them. With a screech, it leaps at them, while the Camaro took the brunt of the police cruiser's charge, sending them both backwards. Izuku and Mei couldn't focus on their fight anymore as the smaller robot leaps at them, its claws digging into Izuku's back as it clings to her. She hisses in pain, "Get off of me you pile of scrap metal!" the robot stills at this, blood staining the tips of his sharp metal claws.

"You speak our language?" Izuku didn't paid any mind, slamming her back into fence, making the smaller robot grunt in pain. She quickly spins on her heel, watching as it gets back up and hisses at. But before it could leap at her face, Mei ran up to it, swinging a power saw at it.

"Get away from her you metal freak!" the smaller robot all but screams as its arm went flying. It was in so much pain that it didn't have time to dodge the other swing, this time serving its head from its body.

Panting, with blood dripping down her back, Izuku growls, "Not so tough without a head, are you?" the red optics stare at her but before it could speak to her, she swings out her foot. It screeches but Izuku smiles as she watches the head fly. But then Izuku frowns, realizing that the sound of metal-on-metal combat had stopped. Both turn to where the skirmishing robots had rolled to see a shape begin to emerged from the dust and wreckage. Izuku stepped in front of Mei, but her body relaxes when she sees that it was the Camaro.

"Its really them," Izuku nods her head at Mei's words, but slowly walks over to it. The gleaming yellow robot responded by taking a step towards Izuku as she approaches. The head incline downward in her direction. Izuku found herself smiling, while Mei's eyes kept flickering between her Boss and the massive machine that was now standing within arm's reach.

"Ok...then why are they here…" Mei whispered, "Why was that other one after you,"

"Only one way to find out," Izuku said before turning her gaze back to the Camaro, "Can you talk?"

"XM satellite radio, a hundred and thirty digital channels of nonstop commercial free music, news and entertainment," the voice that poured from the speakers answered Izuku's question.

"So...you talk through the radio," Izuku nodded her head, "What were you doing last night?"

The Camaro pointed upwards from the sky, "Message from starfleet. And rain down like visitors from Heaven!"

"So...you were calling someone," the Camaro nodded his head, emitting a brief electronic squeak, "Ok but why...what's going on?" both her and Mei stepped back as the Camaro began to shrank, shifting and transforming. Moments later, sitting before them once more was the familiar Camaro, the doors winging wide open.

"I think it wants us to go with them," Mei whispers, before turning to Izuku. Grabbing her bag, she swings it over her shoulder, "What do we do Boss?"

"Fifty years from now, when looking back at your life. Don't you want to say you had the guts to get into the car?" Mei smiles, and with that both of them slipped inside, the reformed Camaro roared to life and headed out of the empty lot.

Once back on the busy street, the Camaro slowed to comply with the prevailing speed limit. Mei looked up from her bag, frowning, "Wait a minute...if you can reshape yourself...why did you choose to transform into this piece of crap Camaro," the brakes squeal at those words, the car skidding to a halt and once more the doors swung open. The girls exchange look, before quickly getting out. Brushing the dust off her clothes she watches with a frown as the Camaro drove away.

Glaring, she gives Mei a disappointed look, "Nice Mei...nice! You hurt his feelings, he's sensitive! 4000 just drove off," Izuku scratches at her arms, swallowing slightly and she shakes her head, "Lost my groceries and I lost my car...again…" she bites back the frustrated scream that wanted to rip out of her throat which then died down as a brand new, fully customized Camaro GTO drove up to them, "Holy shit…"

Mei nodded, her eyes staring in awe, "Now that...is a car,"

The two, about an hour later, slip out of the Camaro after it drove to a pullout at the highest road in town. Izuku frowns, staring at the Camaro, wondering if he would explain but the speakers stayed silent. But then Mei nudges her arms, pointing up to the sky. Both girls looked upwards, blobs and streaks of light were illuminating the clouds from within. There was no thunder, so they could not be cause by lightning. Which meant...it was something else.

What appeared to be a small comet struck the atmosphere sharply, shattering into four pieces...or perhaps shatter was the wrong word. Separate would have been more accurate. One segment though slammed into the hillside atop of which they had parked, barely a couple of fields away. Trees snapped, brush ignited, and dirt and rock flew in all directions. The force of the impact shook the ground beneath their feet and looking at each other.

From patrons to participation, the attention of the crowd in a packed stadium was drawn away from the game being played down on the field and upward towards the flaming object that seem to pass directly overhead, to crash into the ground not far away.

In a cafe in Musutafu, two teens the same age as Izuku and Mei were clowning around with each other when the background changed radically. Windows imploded as something massive and glowing slammed into the street. They all screamed and panic, and one with a camera rushed forward in the confusion to get it all recorded.

On another, lower hillside in an exclusive subdivison, a peculiar thunderclap roused a five year old girl from her bed. Walking to the window of her bedroom, she was just in time to see something splash into the family room, sending chlorinated water and a couple of inflatable water toys flying in all directions. Eyes widening, she whirled and raced back to her bed, and from beneath the pillow she pulled out a small bag that held a baby tooth, holding it up as she smiled broadly.

Izuku and Mei followed the trail of flaming brush and vitreous scree down the hill until they came to a ditch where one of the falling stars had landed. When they finally reached the site, nothing concealed the still smoking object from their view. Embedded in the earth at the bottom of the ravine and directly in front of them was a complex knot of steaming metal, they could feel the heat from where they were standing. Globs of liquid metal began to emerge, as almost like an egg, the shell began to crack. From within a metal leg emerged, it was followed by a second, then by a pair of arms. A silhouette began to rise, higher and higher against the still flamming, crackling scrub, until it was nearly thirty feet tall. Izuku grimaces, holding her head in her hand as a growl, both filled with anger...but also sadness, sounded within. As if the being could hear the growl from within her head, the being turns its gaze to Izuku, the two of them staring at each other with blue optics and green eyes. The immense shaped then turns its gaze away from her as a blast of an eighteen wheeler barreling down the road below the ravine. Tilting its head, the two girls watch as the newly arrived mechanoid instantly and efficiently transcanned the big truck as it slowed to take a sharp curve. The process did not affect or alert either the truck or its driver and by the time the night-running transport had sped away, a second, identical truck was facing them.

The downtown street was vacant, there was no one to admire the exotic sports cars or bikes as they rotated slowly on the turntable in the showroom window Lumbering up to the glass, the alien exoskeleton was clearly not a potential customer...not to purchase, perhaps. Transcan beams swept over the bike, and before long a blue and pink Kawasaki Ninja 300 drove out of the parking lot, which was soon followed by red dodge challenger decorated with bull horns on the hood.

Further up the street, as the teens crowded around where the flaming object had landed, no one paid mind to the white and orange emergency vehicle that burst from the smoke. It hung a hard right and took off up the street, and many people in the crowd hope there were no patients inside.

Warm mist rose from the pool, the little girl who was currently missing a tooth but full of excitement pushed open the rear door and hurried out onto the paito. She watches as a dark shape loom before her, rising slowly and compelling from the depths of the pool. Straightening its legs, it towered above her and utterly unafraid the girl approached with one arm extend to offer up her recently departed tooth.

"Are you the tooth fairy?"

The being blinks before turning its head to the right, seeing the green Suv parked in a nearby driveway. By the time the girls' parents finally stumble out of the back door, the massive apparition was no longer there, only their little girl who looked in confusion and obvious confusion. As the father shouted, "Holy God, what happened to the pool," neither noticed the green Lamborghini LM002 raced towards the first intersection.

Getting back into the Camaro, it drove the two girls down a dark alleyway deep in the abandoned part of town. When it slowed to a stop, the two girls saw other vehicles driving towards them from behind, a motorcycle, a dodge challenger, an ambulance, a Suv, and finally, driving in front of them the eighteen-wheeler. Izuku and Mei stepped out of the Camaro as it halted less than a foot from them, its grille alone considerably bigger than they were.

Once it was directly in front of them, it transformed a second time. Izuku watches, barley noticing that the others behind them were also transforming. This one, the one in front of them was much bigger than the others. The arms and chest were covered in red paint while the legs were a dark blue, matching the helmet that covered their head. Izuku and Mei back up as it lowered his head towards them. Izuku's eyes were wide in awe, Woah,"

"Bumblebee," a voice, sounding tired and annoyed, making them look over to the ambulance who was eyeing the Camaro, "Why have you brought two humans with you?"

"That's what I would like to find out," the robot that had been the Dodge put in, crossing his arms, "two days ago you said you were being chase by cons and then you disappear only to finally reappear with two humans. We are supposed to stay out of their sight,"

The Camaro, or Bumblebee as Izuku figure let out a series of beeps, making the taller one stare, "Barricade was after her?" he turns his gaze to Izuku who frowns up at him, "My apologizes, I am Optimus Prime and we are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron,"

"Autobots," Izuku whispers and that makes all of them look at her, "That's what you are isn't it? The fraction of Cybertronians known as Autobots?"

"You...know of us?" Optimus sounded surprised, and Izuku nodded her head.

"We do...at least the Maximals and Predacons have known of you and the Decepticons for the last six years,"

"Maximals...Predacons?" the one that had just been a bike sounded perplex, but her arms shifted into that of a gun. She didn't raise it, not after Optimus gave her a look, but she kept her gaze onto Izuku. The girl on the other hand looked at Mei who nodded her head and pulled out her phone. Aiming at the brick wall of a run down building, a video was projected.

The autobots turn their gazes, focusing on the video which showed a silver tower, "Sumdac Systems is the foremost producer of automatons, or better known as tireless mechanical partners as their creator would say. The problem was that while they were tireless, their power source was a bit weaker than most would want...so Mister Sumdac would trying for years to find something to power it, to make everlasting power….and six years ago he did...he found a purple crystal that seem to emit endless power," Izuku closes her eyes, "Unfortunetly when they tried to test it by using it to power Sumdac Tower...the crystal...corrupted the whole place,"

"What do you mean by corrupted?" the green robot who had been an SUV frowns.

"The crystal was called Dark Energon, the polar opposite of Energon and the emanation of Unicron and it can bring machinery to life," Izuku explained, the Autobots' optics widening as she told the story, it easily spilling from her lips, "It brought Sumdac Towers to life and which then started to infect the robots that the assembly line built. Mister Sudmac wanted to give his robots more power and he did, but it made them more aggressive...evil...and soon they were attacking anything that moved. They were all lead by the first machine that was brought to life, giving himself the name Scourge…" Mei shivers at the name, clutching her phone tight that it was a surpise that she didn't destroy it, "Scourge then led his army of...Terrorcons onto the city and not even the Heroes could do anything. They would have spread throughout all of Japan, even the world if the Hero, Aegis didn't use her Quirk to place a force field over Kamino, trapping them inside,"

"But...it didn't just trap the Terrorcons in Kamino," Mei whispers as the Autobots watch the projection, watching as human size robots attacked the humans, cutting them, staining walls and the ground with their blood, "But it also trap a lot of people inside...leaving them under the mercy of Scourge…"

Izuku snorts, "Mercy is one word I wouldn't put in Scourge's vocabulary...he was ruthless and cruel. He didn't kill all humans...some he gather up and put in the Pits...and have them fight against his Terrorcons for his entertainment," she snarls, looking down and ignoring the concern in Mei's eyes.

"That happen to you...didn't it,"

Izuku look up at Optimus, and nodded her head, "It did...before I joined the Maximals under their leader Apelinq I was in the Pits...the Champion of them...if it wasn't for...him I would have died…" closing her eyes, Izuku pulls up the sleeve of her arms, revealing the bandages hidden underneath. Grabbing them, she slowly unwrapped each one, allowing her arms to be bare, where metal shine from underneath the skin of her flesh.

Before she can say anything, or even open her mouth, the ambulance step forward, scanning her with a green light, "by the Allspark...she has a Spark and traces of Energon in her…" the ambulance frowns, looking over to Bumblebee and then turning his gaze to Optimus, "and... a bit of a link...to Megatron…"

At this, both the Dodge and the Motorcycle lifted their weapons, them warming up as if to shoot at her. Izuku growls, the metal in her arms shimmering but before she could do anything, Optimus took a step forward, standing in front of her, "Stand down...Arcee, Cliffjumper that is an order!"

"She has a link to that monster!" Arcee growls, "How do you know she isn't in league with him,"

Bumblebee beeps again, his wings fluttering and Cliffjumper sighs, "Bee we know you! Its not your fault on who your sire is but we don't know this girl…"

"Then maybe let her explain?" Mei drawls, raising an eyebrow at the two. The two bots look at her, but at the stern glare, they set their arms down, transforming the guns back into their servos.

Izuku sighs, "During my time in the Pits, I was fighting for my Life," she raises her arms, seeing that some of the metal had grown more, some latching onto her fingers, "When I was fighting...I felt that there was something guiding me, something in my head was showing me how to fight, maneuvers and battle tatics. And when I was in my cage...a voice was comforting me…" she then snorts, "Well comfort me by showing me an image of a giant silver robot tearing apart Scourge and meting him to scrap," she turns to Optimus, "I didn't know much of him until I joined the Maximals...when I was saved by them and the Predacons...while many were trap under the shield that Aegis created, many did not sit back and let Scourge have his way. During the first few months of the war that would be known to all as the Kamino War...we found two ships that Mister Sumdac had found...the Axalon and the Darksyde,"

"I know those ships," the ambulance mutters, "Those were ships both fractions sent out during the end of the war...when Energon had run dry...we sent them off to other planets to find more,"

Mei nodded her head, slipping her phone back into her pocket, not noticing how it seem to quiver a bit, "Its how we knew about you all...how we knew that some day you would come here…" she turns her gaze to the ambulance, "They landed on this planet years ago and were found by Sumdac… he use the technology on those ship to create his robots,"

"Were there…" the SUV sighs, closing his optics, "Were there any…"

"From what we know, the Axalon and the Darksyde around on earth at the same time, and fought against each other...they had badly damage their ship so much that instead of landing...they crashed...when we arrived on them and use them as headquarters...there were only logs that we translated to learn more about them," Mei sadly said, making the Autobots look down sadly, "But the knowledge we learn from it, we use it against the Terrocons...forming two fractions of our own. Heroes and Civilians became the Maximals...while the villains took the name Predacons…" Mei turns to Izuku "Two years before the end of the War, Boss became the Leader, taking on the name of Aurora Primal,"

"Aurora Primal?" Optimus spoke softly and Izuku nodded her head, looking up after she finished wrapping her arms with the bandages.

"Name after you, the legendary warrior of Cybertron….Megatron gave me the name when I join the Maximals...he doesn't talk much...but he said I was a lot like you," she nods her head at him, "Its an honor," she looks up at him, frowning, "But...you bring dark tidings with you I'm afraid…"

"I'm afraid so," Optimus agreed, "How much do you know about our war?"

Izuku frowns, "Not much...just know that your the leader of the Autobots while Megatron is the leader of the Decepticons…. That something bad happen to have you fight against each other…"

Optimus vented, closing his eyes, and his voice got solemn, "We have come, once again to earth because of the rapid activity of the Decepticons...long ago, Megatron and I...we were close...sparkmates or as you humans would call us, lovers," Izuku and Mei noticed how Arcee and Bulkhead would twitch, Bulkhead looking at Optimus with pity in his optics while a flash of anger glow in Arcee's eyes...though not directed at Optimus, "Our planet was once a powerful empire, after chasing away the Deceiver who would have enslaved us all...but even with their absent, traces of their rule remain in our Golden Age, such as the Caste System. This system was use to organize what a Cybertronian could do by what they could transform into. A Cybertronian who turns into a bulldozer could only perform a construction job while another who transforms into a microscope can only become a scientist…"

"So like….how people think of Quirks," Izuku whispers, "Many believe that if you have a strength Quirk or some sort of fire Quirk you will become a hero," she thought of a classmate who could turn her hands into flames. While not as important to the eyes of the faculty of Aldrea as Bakugou was, many believed that she should become a hero...she had mention once to Izuku, in a moment of kindness for saving her sister during the war, that she wants to be a vet, not a hero. "While others who maybe has a Quirk that lets them emit poison," Mei looks at her with annoyance at the mention of her rival's Quirk and she shrugs, "Many would consider them a villain,"

Optimus looks at her, and she couldn't stop the blush rising in her face, "Sorry!" she squeaks out, "Continue please,"

The Prime chuckles, "Because of this system, their was a corruption in the high places...but many were inspired by the words and ideals of a gladiator who spoke against this system. One who had named himself after one of the thirteen original Primes, Megatronus. Who vowed to challenge Cybertron's leadership and demanded that all cybertronians be treated as equals. And this gladiator turned revolutionary rapidly gather a loyal following...I being one of them...and before long we were both working together….the Elite Guard on the other hand...would not back down without a fight...and soon the first Civil War began...only ending when I was declared a true Prime, but it didn't take long for the second civil war to fall upon us,"

"When Megatron showed his true colors," the ambulance mutters under his breath. Izuku could see that Optimus wanted to glare, but she saw the tire look in his eyes. It was clear to her that these two had this argument many times before throughout the years.

"In war ideals can be corrupted, and it was thus that Megatron lost his way," from Optimus' eyes, a three dimensional image appear in the clear night sky, taking away Izuku's and Mei's breath. It was a battle taking place on a world compose of metal and other nonorganic compounds. As the view shifted, both girls were exposed to scenes of flaming craters, destruction on an unimaginable scale, mile upon mile of total devastation. Familiar to the both of them though, was the surface littered with limbs and heads and other pieces of lifeless machines. Everywhere they look, there was fire, smoke and death. The view shifted again, to show a ship descending, though it was nothing like they ever seen or even imagine. In the process of touching down it seen only from behind, the immense outline managed to convoy an aura of overpowering menace...something that Izuku was familiar...but knew was nothing ever directed to her. Standing over one Autobot, who was trying to crawl away, it reached down and plunged a fist into the other's metal chest. Steely fingers yanked back, wrenching out a small ball of blue light which flicker before fading into nothing. Izuku swallows as the lenses of the robot did the same, falling down...dead.

"Because of the war," Optimus continued, "our world has become uninhabitable, ravage by war. The only thing that can bring it to life and allow us to repopulate is the Allspark...which I during the countless ages of fighting, casted it out into space, to keep it out of Megatron's grasp. The Decepticons and us have come to this planet many times, because we know that the Allspark has landed here. For many years it has sent out a signal, to bring a Cybertronian to it and bring it home…"

"Megatron followed it to earth," Izuku turns to the ambulance, "But he disappeared and hasn't been heard since… until now,"

Izuku frowns at this, but then she presses her hand against her head...she saw snow...ice...cold, her insides felt like she was freezing...like she would never move again...and then she spotted an old man...no she saw Archibald Witwicky… "The Ice Man," she whispers, making Mei's head snap towards her, "He's the Ice Man," she looks up at Optimus, and she could feel the confuse looks burning into her back, "Megatron...he followed the signal to Earth but before he could retrieve the Cube but he crashed landed in the Arctic and succumbed to the ever-shifting ice...By Primus by great great grandfather was right...he was telling the truth…" she then frowns, "So maybe that's why that Decepticon was asking about his items,"

"Decepticon?" Optimus responded, voice tinted with concern, "You were attack,"

Izuku nodded her head, grimacing as it throbbed with pain, "Yeah...he was asking about artifacts…" her voice trails off, another vision flashing in her mind. She almost falls over, but Mei grabbed ahold of her keeping her up. Izuku saw Archibald fall over, his glasses falling off his face, with cracks forming on them, "The glasses...the map to the Allspark…their imprinted on his glasses,"

"If the Decepticons find the Allspark," the ambulance added, a frown on his face, "They will use its power to rebuild their armies. They will begin this process by transforming Earth's machines. Once that is accomplish, there will be no reason or need for your world...Megatron will see that all of humanity will be extinguished,"

"Izuku Midoriya...Aurora Primal...you hold the key to earth's survival," Izuku swallows as a significant silence ensued, "But," Optimus broke off, "You shall not be alone...for we shall help you," the arm lowered to the ambulace who huffs, "My medical officer, Ratchet," he then indicated to the large green cybertronian, "A former wrecker but a loyal soldier, Bulkhead," he then signals out the only female in the group, alongside the former Dodger Charger, "Then you have two warriors that are fierce on the battlefield, Arcee and Cliffjumper," Arcee frowns at Izuku while Cliffjumper nods his head, a smile on his face, "and finally, you know your Guardian, Bumblebee,"

"Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee," Izuku laughs, distracted from her concern as Bumblebee punched the air, fighting an imaginary foe while a song played from the speakers.

"Why can't he talk?" Mei asked, looking to the other robots.

Ratchet responded, "His vocal processing symbology were destroyed on the battlefield of Tyger Pax...despite my best efforts, I have not been able to fix them…" Bumblebee waves his hand, as if to tell Ratchet to not worry about it. "But now I think we should worry about getting those glasses,"

This was almost 7k words...almost...it was so close! But this chapter is finally finish! Gods it took forever... but the Autobots are here! And yes...no Ironhide or Jazz, but they'll be with the second group of autobots that come to earth...I just wanted the Prime crew to be here first...

Anyway the autobots look like their designs from Transformers Prime, and if you haven't notice, Cliffjumper was already on earth with Bumblebee

And we also got the history of the Maximals and the Kamino War...the Cult of Unicron was Scourge and his Terrorcons, though they were earthmade cybertonians forge in Sumdac Systems (eh! Eh! Animated fans unite!)

Anyway! I hope you all enjoy! Please give me reviews! I love them!