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Transformers
Agent Jack Burns and I have worked together for years. So we've both seen some crazy scrap. But this is just fragging insane! Four people have just fallen out of the sky from a light blue ring. I stared down at them in shock. I blinked my optics a few times. The larger of the mechs stood up and looked at me. "Holy! You're freaking huge!" He hollered. "Hey, watch it!" Jack spat back. "She's a Transformer, of course, she's tall!" A little femme stepped forward and looked me over. Her optic ridge furrowed in confusion. The small mech beside her had the same expression. And the final femmes faceplate was alight with curiosity. I took a pede step back as I tried to process all of these events. And what happens next you'll have to read to find out. This is being written by myself and my friend @Autumn199908. This story is ours. Disclaimer: We don't own the characters from Race To Witch Moutain or Transformers. However @MarvelJedi33 does own her OCs and their stories.
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Optimus Prime is dead. Earth is considered to be dead, and I consider my self dead. I've watched as friends and family are turned into giant alien. I lost my best friend to them. I even lost my mother to them. I watched as she was called to the "office" and everybody knows that if you'r called there you don't return and if you do... well... you either come back in one piece or your.... well considered dead. I never thought i would be called to the "office" let alone be sent back to classes that consisted of over thousand students in one room which used to be the gym but due to the Decepticons wanting to keep everybody in one place it's now one giant class room home to children from ages one to eighteen. if you some how manage to live to eighteen that is. My name is Christina Amsworth and this is how I helped to save Earth and Cybertron. So welcome to this little adventure I am or was apart of.

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