This is my version of Arrow. (not that i don't love what the shows doing right now. except for Laurel. i dont like her at all. :P) it will start right after season 1 with an alive Tommy. (he was my favorite character, and i have plans for him. ;) *insert evil laugh here*) anyway, i hope you like it. ;) i'm going to be introducing new characters into the show, (i'm not going to make them up, they will mostly be from the comics.) some marriages will happen, kids will be born, ect. Hope you like it, and without further ado, lets get started. ;)

I am now called Optimus Prime, and was once Orion Pax. Im an Autobot, an enemy of the Decepticons. A different faction, but the same beings. My story is a long one, it brings back horrifying and painful memories. But even such memories in the past, can make a tranquil future. It's never to late, to know how it all started. " Alas. I'm awake Optimus. Let the dark energon flow."

She's a scout with a clouded past that no one would want to experience themselves. But as she arrives on Earth for the second time, she finds someone she thought she'd never see again, and who she'll learn she cares for as more than just the childhood friend she had years ago. The only problem is her past and how it haunts her as time goes on.

Ever wonder how the Decepticons and Autobots spend their free time when they aren't trying to kill each other? Well... Here's a look into what happens on those days. A Transformers Prime Fanfiction xD! I do not own Transformers Prime. I just own my made up characters like Nightmare and the others you may not reconize, I also own my randomness.

Stay: Book Three I have no idea who I am, to put it simply. Supposedly I was engaged, but I doubt that now. I constantly wear a bracelet with someone else's initials, at least, I think they belong to someone else. My name is Jasmine Brookes, according to the paper I found in my pocket the night I woke up. I don't know what kind of nightmare I'd been trapped in, but I certainly hope it's over now. I just wish the nightmares I somehow can't remember for the life of me would cease. Waking up screaming in the middle of the night? Not my favorite hobby. And through all of the torture and the glamour, I can't help but feel I'm missing something in my life. I just wish I could pinpoint what on Earth it was. I feel like . . . there's a gaping emptiness in me. And nothing I do can make it cease. The amnesia blocking parts of my life is destroying me, without making a single sound. And no one knows how to fix me. The latest movie Daniel's having me do, though? Somehow I feel that it's going to change everything.

Competition Piece based on the prompt "Hallucinations". Wheeljack can't sleep so Ratchet gives him N5MT. In the end, it makes him hallucinate instead. Song "Mowgli's Road" by Marina and the Diamonds.

Follow the Adventures of Jr. Special Agent Madalyn Romanoff as she and the Autobots fight the Decepticons and M.E.C.H. Who knows what unbelievable things will happen! Just remember, everything is not what it seems.

[Story in progress] Two Autobots crash-land on Earth, needing the rescue of the Autobots there. At the crash-site, they immediately can tell that they were strange robots... especially a particular, green-cladded girl-bot. Electride is as annoying as anyone can get. She follows her partner Steamblade like a puppy, and is constantly getting on the Autobots' nerves- specifically Ratchet's. Miko's one year younger sister is coming to America from Tokyo- which isn't good news. Not at all. Keiko Nakadai is possibly the most nosiest little girl in the world. It was only a matter of time until she found out about Miko's relationship with the Autobots. Things are already stressful enough for the Autobots with all these new arrivals, one after another. But when a family feud gets into Steamblade's way, the Autobots will have to do anything to keep the situation together- even though it was out of hand in the first place.

This book is a work of pure humor, not meant to demean anyone. FYI I made this when I was young and poor in writing. So excuse my poor grammar.