Alright! Welcome to my first fanfic. I'm a little nervous because this is my first time putting anything out here and actually anticipating feedback. Respectful constructive criticism, please. I am a sensitive soul.
Quite a few things will be different in this story. Not only is it a cross between reality and fiction, but crosses between fiction and fiction...within this fictional universe....if that makes sense at all. You'll find out.
If you're a hard core or even a decent fan, I have no doubt that you'll pick up on some of the references in here. But please be aware that I have...changed some things around. Hehe. But it's all for the good of the plot.
Anyway, I hope you like it. Tell me what you think. Tell me if you're interested in what happens next.
Oh yeah, before I forget: Me no own Transformers. Only my OC and my plot. Do not plagiarize. I designed the cover myself :)
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I don't know what to tell you.
When I talk about what happened, some people believe me, others think I'm completely nuts, or it's stupid or whatever.
But what I do know, is that Miko would have a fit if I didn't find some way to make her famous and promote her little band project, or whatever she calls a guitar in the far corner of a military base.
So, to make her happy, I'll put it out here for people to decide amongst themselves.
Fair warning, though. This is not just about Miko's passion for punk-rock music.
Here, you'll find my story. One that I think isn't quite like the others. You choose whether or not you believe me, but just remember this:
When you see Optimus Prime for the first time, I dare you to look me in the eye, all the while trying not to shit your pants, and say, 'That is a truck.'
Ha.
You wish.
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Transformers: The Cross
FanfictionWithout warning, a surge of wind knocked me off my feet, and I was flung and twisted through the air. I shrieked as the world around me suddenly trembled violently with energy, and my vision was consumed in blinding green light. An almost deafening...
