"Sam what are you doing?" Mikaela cried out.
"I don't know!" Sam tried slamming his foot on the breaks or pounding his fist on the horn, but the car didn't budge.
Suddenly, the radio began moving and different voices were heard throughout it, "Stay calm - taking you all from - danger!"
You all froze. You stared at the back of Sam's head. "Sam..."
"Y-Yeah?"
"Your car just spoke."
There was silence again.
"No it didn't."
"Yes it fucking did, Sam!" You snapped. "I should be asking you what the hell is going on-"
You weren't able to finish as a blast landed only a few feet away from you three, causing the car to lose its traction for a second and the three of you screaming bloody murder.
You turned your head around as much as you could and saw a jet rising lower to the ground, machine guns perched from the bottom and aiming at you. "Sam if you're driving the car please go faster!" You faced forward and begged before the vehicle took a sharp right turn, missing another blast.
Sam and Mikaela were getting flung around in the front seat while you stretched your arms out trying to hold yourself steady. Suddenly, after Sam's bitch screaming and Mikaela's cries for help you three suddenly found yourself at a shipping dock. There were four other strange vehicles there too; these vehicles seemed to not fit in - blue semi truck with red flames, a black heavy diesel work truck, a silver sports car, and a neon green and red ambulance.
Sam's car doors opened and a force pushed the three of got out of the car, causing you all to fall to the ground. You heard machines and gears whirling around and turned around, seeing a yellow robot appearing behind you. You were so scared you couldn't make any sound.
You heard more coming from behind you and turned, seeing the other strange vehicles turning into robots too. You slowly stood up, Mikaela and Sam following you as well.
The biggest one of the five was the blue and red one. It knelt down carefully to not crush you three and leaned in close. "Greetings," it spoke to you all. "My name is Optimus Prime. We are autonomous robotic organisms from a planet known as Cybertron. We come in peace."
"Great, well I just pissed myself in peace so thanks for that." You sarcastically smiled at him before dropping it, gripping your injured elbow. "Can you explain to me what's going on?"
Optimus Prime nodded. "Our planet is on the verge of extinction when we were betrayed by Megatron, leader of the Decepticons. We are on the hunt for two important objects - the AllSpark and a missing Cybertronian."
"Wait, you're missing someone?" Mikaela frowned.
"Why do you think they're suddenly on this planet?" Sam followed up.
"We received word that your great great grandfather found the original AllSpark," Optimus looked at Sam before its robotic eyes shifted to you. "And your parents discovered a vessel containing the last known whereabouts of the missing Cybertronian."
You felt your eye twitch. "You know what happened to them?" You asked in an angry tone.
"I saw the FBI raid the house," the silver one spoke up, relaxing on top of an abandoned car - completely crushing it. "Took those puny humans. The male put up a fighting chance though, gotta give him credit."
"Which way did they go?!" You glared at the silver bot.
"Listen, please," Optimus got your attention again. "We promise we will help you get your parents back. But we need something first."
