Annabelle

Jacob Michael

"Who are you texting, youngling?"

I politely put my phone up, and looked at the man in the driver's seat. Chris had a silver lamborghini, with hints of purple here and there. It was easy to settle into the chair, but I was uneasy. "Just a couple friends," I answered, not wanting to tell him I was texting my secret friends who were giant robots from another planet.

"Your car- mother said something about you making some new friends," he stuttered, looking at me almost as if he was happy about something. "Tell me, what are their names?"

"The one I'm texting, his name is Bee," I smiled up at him. "He's the nicest."

"Oh is he now?" Chris almost smiled. "What does 'Bee' stand for?"

"Benard,"

He seemed content with that answer. It was silent for a while until my phone beeped again. I looked at it.

Optimus doesn't want to take any risks. He is sending Ironhide and I to meet you at this mall. See you there. ---B

I sighed and put my phone down next to me. I thought for a little, looking out the window. It's nice to have friends that care about me.

!@#$%^&*

Arcee froze, mid step. She immediately started regretting her decision to transform.

She had been patrolling the area around her for some time now. She was getting aches in her joints so she wanted to stop and stretch a little. She had pulled into the woods, deep into them, and transformed. She cracked her back, and started to move around, but she heard a stick snap as soon as she lifted her foot.

She activated her infrared and saw a human crouching behind the bushes to her left. She sighed, put her foot down, and crouched towards the direction of the human.

"You can come out," she called, trying to make herself as small as possible. "I will not harm you,"

The bushes moved and shook with the movement of the human, and out stepped a youngling, a boy. He had blonde hair, and blue eyes. He stared at Arcee not with fear, but with utmost curiosity. She held still, not wanting to frighten him, as he circled her. Finally, he came to her front and just looked at her.

"My name is Arcee," she said, smiling. "What is yours?"

"My name is Jacob Michael," he said, looking up at the transformer. He paused, and looked down at his feet. "If you don't mind my asking...what are you?"

Arcee smiled and offered the boy her hand. He looked at it, shrugged his shoulders and climbed on. "I am an autobot, descended from the planet Cybertron."

"So you're an alien?"

She laughed. "Yes, I am in fact an alien. But I am not here to harm you, or any of the life here. I am here to protect it."

"From what?"

"From the decepticons," she said. She looked down at the boy, slowly making her way back to the base. "The decepticons started a war against the government, and we autobots formed to stop them. The decepticons brought us here, and here we are."

!@#$%^&*

Optimus and Elita One were on separate monitors, looking for any decepticon activity. They were following Ironhide and Bumblebee as well, trying to lock on to Bells' signal. When they had got back, Bumblebee had informed them of her suspicions. When they heard footsteps coming from the entrance, they knew it was Arcee returning from her rounds. With Bumblebee gone, she had turned into the temporary scout. What they weren't expecting, was the human that she held in her hand talking to as she walked in.