Saving The Predacons

Chapter 3

In the months after getting my car, people started wanting to become my friend and drive in it, probably since my car was one of the more expensive ones and had the nicest paint job. I turned down most of them and didn't give anyone rides except for my original friends.

When dropping the Mustang off in the garage after school, I usually walk in front of the car and stare at it. One day when I was doing that the car started making beep noises and made the weird sound that Transformers made when they start to transform.

It can't be, they're not real, I thought, shocked. When it finished transforming it stretched and when it realized that it was in a new environment it shrank back and big blue eyes stared at me.

"What are you?" The robot asked me but I couldn't really understand it that well since I haven't spoken Cybertronian in years.

"I'm Alex, can you understand me?" I asked the robot.

"Yes, I think I can Alex. My name is Protector." Protector said, making some of the words Cybertronian since she couldn't find the correct word in English.

"What are you doing here on Earth!? I mean nothing happens here," I gasped at the realization, "did Optimus send you here to assess if this planet would be okay for you guys to stay. WILL I BE CAUGHT UP IN YOUR WAR AND LIVE MY DREAM?!" She seemed surprised at my knowledge of Cybertronian events but didn't question me at the moment.

"No, I was not sent here to find a base, but rather I was sent here to find some Predacons and bring them to the Autobots." Surprisingly, she didn't seem that hesitant to share information with me.

I gasped again. Predacons! They're not extinct. Wait, how would they be alive without one of their leaders? My mind kept going and a couple times I turned to Protector to ask a question but decided against it just in case I somehow knew something that she didn't. I started pacing around the garage and mumbling my thoughts. When I turned to Protector, she was watching me curiously. "What," I asked.

"Nothing, it's just you remind me of a younger me." She said.

"How? I mean I'm just a regular boring human that may know a little too much about Cybertronians. But there is still a lot that I don't know."

"Well I don't know about you, but I'm ready to stretch my legs." She then gave me a look that I read instantly. I gasped again and nodded hard, almost giving myself a headache. She transformed and I hopped in.

Just as she was pulling out of the garage I said, "Wait! I should probably tell my mom that I'm leaving."

She unlocked the car and I hopped out. I walked to the house and unlocked the door. I walked in and immediately saw Mom sleeping on the couch. Oh, well. I guess I'll text her then.

I walked back out to Protector and hopped in. "That didn't take long, I expected it to take a couple more minutes." Protector said.

"Eh. She was asleep so I'll text her." I responded while I was texting Mom. Protector started driving and I started reading since I couldn't find a good game to play.

We were driving for about an hour when she stopped in front of a forest. "The forest is too dense for me to drive through it, we'll have to go on foot from now on," she said and I hoped out.

She transformed and when she was fully standing I then realized how tall Transformers are. For example; I'm 5 foot 6 and I'm probably about halfway up to her knees. I guessed that she was about 34 feet tall, she was probably almost as tall as the movie Optimus Prime. She bent down and put her hand out for me to climb on it. I did and we explored the forest.

After about another hour wasted we found her ship. When I realized that I probably won't make it in time for dinner I texted my mom. Oh I hope I don't get in trouble. I'll actually probably miss some school. "What was Cybertron like?" I asked Protector.

"It was beautiful, before the war. But I have faith that we will be able to rebuild once Megatron is defeated." She kept describing Cybertron and it was just like I imagined.

I asked, "What's your backstory?"

"What?"

"Your backstory; how you chose to become an Autobot and your position and stuff in the war."

"Oh well I was a guard hired by Alpha Trion to protect Orion Pax since he was special, according to Alpha Trion. Once Megatron had started retaliating and Orion went to Primus for the Matrix, I signed up for one of Shockwaves experiments. I don't remember what it was for but I do remember that I chickened out and left when I was only steps away from the door.

"Then the war started I was super tempted to join the Decepticons but after years of thought I decided that the Decpticons were not for me and the Autobots needed my help more. When I joined they treated me like an outsider, but I proved my worth in battle and earned a reputation. After years of fighting and lots of scars, I was summoned by the Primes and was sent on this mission."

While she was talking she was walking around the ship and narrating with her hands. "Wow, that was a lot. Um you've gone through stuff, haven't you?" I said.

"Yeah, I guess," she replied.

We sat in silence for a couple of minutes until I checked the time and said, "I'm hungry, so can you bring me home so I can get some food?"

"Sure," She transformed and I hopped inside. I drove her to a fast food place and a supermarket so I can get some dinner and food for breakfast for tomorrow. We got back to the ship and I ate then went to sleep, having dreams of a life on Cybertron.