Yeah, I know. The summary was awful.

I do not own Transformers Animated or any of the characters. I only own Nichole, Ethan, and their mom. Dat's it.

Part I

Our English teacher had taken us to the school library for research. The papers we had to do weren't supposed to be turned in until the month after that, but not everyone is a procrastinator like me. So, unlike me, everyone got on the computers and began looking up their topics. I, on the other hand, just pulled up Google to make it look like I was doing something. I then brought out my notebook and began to doodle...

About half an hour later, the most annoying sound rang through everyone's ears.

Fire alarm.

The students immediately began talking, wondering if it was just a drill or not. There had been no warning given by the principal, so there must have been a real fire. No one can help but be excited when this happens, because there are so many questions involved. Who started it? How close is it? Is our school going to burn down? Will these kids walk fast enough for me to get out? The list goes on.

It was a short walk to the library doors where the students all squeezed through. Apparently nobody knew the maximum occupancy of a door frame.

Our school was located towards the outskirts of town, near the forest. The library was a separate building, connected to the main one, and when you stepped out the exit door, you were standing next to bushes that marked the forest's beginning.

So, for a while, the class just stood there, talking amongst themselves as the teacher took attendance, making sure no one was still in the building. I fiddled with my hair clip, trying to make it stay in place. The stupid thing had been moving around all day and, quite frankly, it was pissing me off. I could have taken it out, yes, but I had chosen to be oddly stubborn instead and my fingers wound up slipping and the clippy fell to the ground.

I mumbled angrily as I threw my head back and glared at the clouds for a minute. Eventually, I decided I'd pick up the clippy and stuff it in my pocket, but when I bent over to do this, it wasn't beside my feet anymore. Confused, I looked around. Where the crap did it go...?

That's when I spotted a rabbit, holding a particularly familiar hair piece in its mouth. What kind of a rabbit takes someone's hairclip? As soon as I met its liquid eyes, though, the thing bolted into the forest. Ignoring the fact that we weren't supposed to go in that area, I chased after the cottontail. It wasn't as if it were dangerous in there, just that kids often got lost. That wasn't a problem for me, though, because I went back in there all the time and knew it like the back of my hand.

Well... almost...

"Aw, son of a..." I growled when the rabbit hopped down a hole. It was tempting to find a tree branch and jam it down there, but that was pretty mean for just a hairclip. Oh well, it wasn't a big deal. I just wanted an excuse to get outta that boring fire drill. Being stuck in a forest was much more fun. Yeah, yeah, call me a weirdo for not wanting to see my school burn down.

But I wouldn't trade a million burning schools for what I saw next.

First, there was this weird, shaking? I'm not sure how to describe it, but before I could even fully register that noise, an even louder one erupted, scaring me enough to make me close my eyes. It was too close for comfort and all the noise was making me freak out, but, like the weirdo I am, I kept my eyes tightly shut, and my hands on my ears.

When I opened them... I was in for the shock of my life.

Of course I'd seen them on the news before. They were heroes in Detroit, the Autobots. Seeing one up close though was... much more overwhelming. Especially since he looked as if he'd been in a fight and all the trees were flattened where he lay. Once again, from the news, I was guessing it was Optimus Prime.

And from the news I was also guessing that the thing flying towards him at an alarming pace was a Decepticon. A rather large and mean looking one at that.

"Yo! Autobot, wake up!" I shouted at the unconscious looking Optimus. When he didn't respond, I gave his shoulder a little kick. "Wakey, Wakey or you're gonna die!"

His optics opened slightly, but not enough to convince me he could stop the Decepticon's charge. That thought made me look to see how close it was and immediately my heart jumped into my throat.

A gun. A big, cannon gun, pointed right at the Autobot. And guess who was standing right beside the Autobot like and idiot?

Yeah.

That'd be me.

Realizing it was pretty much too late to save either of our tails, I closed my eyes again as I ducked into a fetal position...

And was suddenly swept off the ground by a giant metal hand, just as the explosion sounded.

"Hold on tight!" Optimuse said. What the hell did he think I was doing? The freakin' Chicken Dance? And what was with him deciding to leap away at the last possible second? Was he trying to give me a heart attack?

An eardrum-bustingly loud explosion shattered a tree right next to us, pieces of wood scratching my face and bringing me from my angry thoughts. It was enough to make me realize something important.

"Hey! We've got to turn around!" I yelled over the noise. "You're heading right for the school!"

It was like he had brakes on his feet, (which he possibly did), when he turned sharply in another direction. My stomach lurched slightly and I groaned. Why oh why did motion-sickness have to come around at the worst moments?

Another blast went off, but this time Optimus couldn't dodge it, and of course it had to hit the arm he was carrying me with. I scream briefly before hitting a tree branch and clinging to it like mad. The blast had apparently made his arm have a sling-shot effect. Fun stuff, flying through the air.

Not.

The branch threatened to break under my weight when I climbed all the way onto it, into more of a sitting position that a scared cat. I knew from experience that tree branches couldn't be trusted, so I looked down to see how far of a fall it might be... and wished I hadn't. It was a heck of a lot farther than I'd anticipated. I mentally slapped myself for forgetting how tall these robot guys were.

Guessing the branch would hold for just a little longer, I focused on the fight in front of me. Optimus had brought out some sort of battle ax and was barely managing to hold his own. Now that the Decepticon was on the ground, I could see how much of a size difference there really was. The baddy had to be at least twice his size. Despite this, Optimus managed to land a few really good hits, and I thought he might actually chase him off.

"Hand over the Allspark fragment, Megatron!" Optimus said, swinging the ax up in front of him to block the other bot's retaliation. This went on for a few more moments until, at one point, Optimus hit Megatron squarely in the chest. It had enough force behind it to make the Decepticon fly backwards... and right smack-dab into my tree!

The Autobot made an oops/ohnoes face when he realized that's where I'd been the entire time, and I had the extreme urge to cuss out whoever gave me my amazing good luck that day.

The tree shook like crazy and there were all sorts of cracking and snapping coming from the branches. One branch's snapping in particualar mad me want to cry.

Mine.

I closed my eyes for the millionth time that day as I fell to the—

Wa-Bam!

"YEOW!" I unconsciously yelled when I hit metal instead of falling all the way to the ground. I was briefly grateful to still be alive, but then I thought, Wait... metal? And was automatically reminded what hit the tree and made me fall in the first place. Opening my eyes, I found myself laying on the shoulder of the Decepticon, who was glaring right back at me. Now, could you really blame a girl for only being able to lay there with her mouth wide open? If you can, then you're a horrible person who'd obviously never been caught in the middle of a giant robot battle.

Megatron reached up to whack me off of his shoulder, but I scrambled back towards the tree. Some stray branches were still connected and I grabbed at the first one I saw, pulling myself out of harm's way. At least, until that branch decided to break as well. Tree limbs whipped past me, some stopping my fall but then breaking just as fast until, finally, I hit solid forest floor. Bruised, scratched, and about ready to cry, I tried sitting up and winced when I did. Not only from possible broken bones, but when I put my hand down to push myself up, something sharp cut it.

I moved my hand to see what was underneath it and was surprised to see a blue, elongated, diamond-shaped crystal, about the size of my foot. What the hell was something like this doing in the middle of the forest?

It was when a shadow suddenly loomed over me that I got my answer.

"Give me the fragment, human, and I won't have to destroy you," Megatron growled, leaving me quite frightened. In a split-second, Optimus came out of nowhere and slammed into his side, causing them to fall over.

I don't know what matter of insanity made me grab the fragment and run, but something did. So, as Optimus continues fighting Megatron, I sprinted through the forest towards what I felt was the right direction. Don't give me that look. If you don't believe in women's intuition, then that's your problem.

The noises behind me were slowly getting farther away, but at the pace I was going even that was surprising. Seriously. You try falling out of a super tall tree then running. It was a good thing I knew the forest so well, otherwise I'd have never made it out. The trees ended next to the road, and from what I saw, there was nothing coming, so I began to cross...

When a yellow car sped by so fast that my hair flew in front of my eyes. There was the horrible noise of sudden braking and the vehicle came to a sharp halt, right in the middle of the road. Oh, what? Were random road users trying to get me killed, too?

At least, that's what I thought up until the car began shifting and changing into yet another robot. This one I also recognized, but I couldn't remember a name. I'd seen him in the good guy group, or posse, or whatever, and figured this must be an Autobot.

"You guys! I found it!"

You guys...? I thought, turning to look down the road. To my surprise, other vehicles were headed towards us. A big green truck of some sort, a gold and black motorcycle, and an ambulance all stopped in front of us and transformed like their friend. Before they could inquire as to how I came across the crystaly-thing, I spoke up.

"You four are buddies of Optimus', right?" I asked, pointing towards the forest. "He's in there fighting Mega-what's-his-face—"

"Alone?" the ambulance suddenly burst out. "I thought we told that bot to wait for us!"

Two things happened at once right then— a fighter jet flew overhead towards the direction of the forest, making us look up momentarily, and Optimus was thrown out of the forest, knocking down everyone except me. I thanked the heavens I was so short, otherwise my head would have been knocked off! The group of bots groaned a little, and I began to see if they were okay... Until a giant foot stepped between me and them. A hand, much bigger than Optimus', lifted me off the ground. (Not gently, I might add. If my ribs weren't already broken, they sure as heck were then.)

A giant swarm of curses were buzzing around in my brain, mostly followed by I'mgonnadie, I'mgonnadie, I'mgonnafuckingDIE. Panic flared and my only weapon was the stupid fragment that I had idiotically held onto.

There were no witty remarks or insults. I just flat-out stabbed it into Megatron's hand, in the hopes that it woud be able to pierce alien metal. Which it did. And I got the feeling that it hadn't been that hot of an idea. When I put pressure onto the fragment, it cut my hand deeper than it had before and a sickening amount of blood let loose.

I'm not entirely sure what happened after that point. You know the feeling youi get when you just barely touch something and it shocks you? That feeling traveled all the way up my arm, to the rest of my body, and I swear to you, I felt the electricity hit my heart. It was like a thousand tiny needles all shot me at once, then...

...Beeping. Annoying beeping. Just a slow, steady beep... beep... beep... The sound reminded me of a hospital, but seriously, why would they put a dead person in a hospital? I mean, I had to be dead, right?

Then the pain started and I got my answer. I wasn't dead. I was SO not dead, otherwise I don't think I'd have been so sore. No, I was most definitely alive enough to open my eyes and peer around the florescently lit hospital room. Gawd, how I hated anything to do with hospitals.

"Nichole! Honey, she's awake!" I recognized my mom, rushing over from the chair in the corner, and my younger brother, Ethan, following close behind.

"What happened to the robots?" I asked, my voice croaky. "And that dumb crystal...?" My voice cracked and I realized how incredibly thirsty I was. Mom got the look on my face and handed me a nearby Dixie cup.

"Two of your ribs are fractured and your left leg was nearly broken—"

"And you were electrocuted!" Ethan spoke up with an excited face. "Can I bring her to show-and-tell on Monday? Please?"

"Monday...?" I asked myself quietly. Then louder I asked, "How long have I been asleep?" Last thing I knew it had been Wednesday.

My mom took my hand and said, "It's only been three days. The doctor thought it would be much longer, but you seem to be healing faster than expected."

Well, that in itself was odd. Normally it took me forever to get over a single papercut, let alone getting electrocuted. Speaking of that, I couldn't even remember what had happened to make me get shocked in the first place. All I remembered was the Autobots showing up and a fighter jet flying above us...

Oh yeah! Then Optimus hit everyone and they fell and Megatron picked me up and I decided to use the fragment to stab him. But what caused it to shock me...?

Apparently a totally spaced-out look came across my face because Mom reached up and brushed some hair out of my face before saying, "You're tired. C'mon, Ethan. Let's let Nikki get some sleep."

With that, Mom and my broher said goodbye for the night after making sure I didn't need them to stay. The door closed behind them and I picked up my cup of water, realizing something. Well, two somethings.

A) I didn't get and answer about what happened to the Autobots and Decepticons, and B) I could have sworn my hand had been cut when I stabbed Megatron. When I looked at my palm then, it seemed just as normal as it had before I went into the forest. No, I take it back. There was one, minuscule line that hadn't been there before. As I began falling back asleep, it seemed to be tinted blue, glowing almost.

But that must have been the florescent lights...

...right?

End Part I

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