Transformer Girls! Convoy Chronicles

Reasons to be here

In an office building, a man sighs as he sits at his desk, looking over a data pad. News has been buzzing about the metal man, and everyone in the responsible department has worked fast to scrub the image from the internet and downplay it. Teams were sent out to talk to those who saw it, trying to give them a logical explanation about what they saw, such as that they were hallucinating, and the metal man wasn't real.

Things like contaminated water, a vapor in the air, or something from the meteorite caused them to see things. None of this would be easy, and getting some witnesses to believe what they say would be hard. The pod has been collected and is currently in custody. He was already familiar with the pod; he had meant someone who had used it once before. From the news he heard, he believed it could be her friend, and now it wasn't attacking. The ones who shot at him have been given their punishment and will be getting a scolding soon.

Their new mission was to find the man and potentially others like him and work out a partnership. They can't have giants walking around without hiding themselves so that they can prevent situations like this. Even if most of the paperwork is digital, it's still paperwork and annoying.

"Agent Burns," A man would walk into his office.

"Yes, Simmons?" Burns would ask.

"The team is ready, awaiting orders to head to the city to talk with every eyewitness and the police officers who've fired upon that man," Simmons would say.

"Excellent work, Simmons," Burns would stand up. "Let's saddle up and get this over with."

"Rodger, that, sir," Simmons would say, saluting and leaving the office.

Burns looked at his desk as he stood up, reviewing the events when the first one arrived on Earth—a good one and two bad ones. Now, a new one bigger than all the others he'd seen had arrived, and he feared what would come in response to him being here.

Burns said as he walked out of his office, "Let's hope he's the only new visitor we have."

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"As you all recall," Bluestreak said, her voice filled with determination as they made their way to the bridge.

"Allegedly," Crosshairs added.

"Whatever," BlueStreak said. "So, the war isn't going so well for us on many fronts. We tried our hardest, but with the Decepticons having the most energon reserves and more troops, we had to seek energon anywhere we could."

"While also hiding some of our troops to regroup, gather whatever energon we can gather and bolster our forces so we can return home and quickly defeat the Decepticons." Chromia would add.

"Along with finding a way to bring our planet back to life," Pharma added.

"Just Cybertron? Or all the planets?" Lio asked.

"Mainly Cybertron...while the war spread to some of the other planets, the war cut off enough to not spread there that badly. It's like our sides mutually agreed to fight over Cybertron," Pharma explained.

"Probably because whoever controls Cybertron," Chromia would say.

"Control her colonies," Lio would say.

"Exactly," Chromia told him.

"And that's not the worst of it," Crosshairs said. "Somehow, Megatron's demands for equality became wanting to kill all organics, and this planet is full of them. Which means we're also babysitters."

"I wouldn't call us that," Chromia would say.

"What would you call this?" Crosshairs asked.

"Protection. Babysitting would involve watching one or more of them specifically because our enemies are out for them only," Chromia explained. "We're here to help the humans, give them a helping hand when they're in danger."