Michael's POV:
"...and since you now know of our existence, I fear that, as of last night, the Decepticons know of yours." Optimus said, finishing his story.
I remained silent. I knew that these three were more than capable of taking care of themselves, as they all had their strengths. I, however, wasn't sure where I would fit into all of this. Aside from saving Cliffjumper, and knowing the events to come in the future if nothing changed too much, there wasn't much for me to offer.
'Perhaps I'll find my own strength in this war with time.' I thought to myself.
"Got it. If we spot any strange vehicles, call 911." Jack said, wanting to finish this and leave as soon as possible. "Can we go now?"
"Are. You. Insane?!" Miko whisper-yelled at him. "I'm living a dream here in 'Botswana, and I will not allow you or anyone else to shatter it!"
I agreed with her, in all honesty. I mean, who would want to pass up a chance to be part of something like this? Unless you wanted to live a completely normal life, of course.
"It is best that you three remain under our watch." Optimus said. "At least until we can determine our enemies' intentions."
"Optimus, with all due respect, the human children are in as much danger here, as anywhere." Ratchet said, uncertain.
"Children?!" Jack asked, offended.
"They have no protective shell. If they go underfoot, they will go...squish." Ratchet added, taking a slight step forward for emphasis, making the three flinch. I, however, remained unfazed.
"Then for the time being Ratchet, we must watch where we step." Optimus replied.
Then, the Proximity Sensor went off. I immediately knew who was coming.
"What's that?!" Jack asked, surprised.
"<:Proximity sensor. Someone's on top of the silo.:>" Bumblebee replied through his beeps and warbles.
"Proximity sensor. Someone's up top." Raf translated. Ratchet went over and checked the visual feed.
"It's Agent Fowler." He said, in a somewhat annoyed tone.
"I thought we were the only humans who knew about you guys." Jack said, surprised that they weren't the only ones who knew about them, as he referred to himself, Raf, and Miko. I suppose they hadn't noticed my presence yet.
"Special Agent Fowler is our designated liaison to the outside world, as he tends to visit only when there are... issues." Optimus explained. I just rolled my eyes. "It is best if you do not meet him at this time."
Jack, Miko, and Raf went off to hide. And I ran down to join them.
'Might as well also reveal my presence to them as well.' I thought as I jumped the railing and ran over to the trio. They were surprised to see me there with them, but said nothing.
Then, the elevator lowered, and Agent Fowler stepped out.
'Here we go...'
"7 wrecks, 34 fender benders, a 3-hour traffic jam, and of particular note, numerous reports of a speeding motorcycle, of unknown make, a red 1970's Dodge Challenger, and a black and yellow custom muscle car." He finished in annoyance.
Arcee, Cliffjumper, and Bumblebee exchanged looks with each other.
Jack, who was peeking out from our hiding place, looked back at us, as we also exchanged looks.
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Transformers Prime: A New Beginning
Fanfiction17-year-old Michael Crovan, a young teenager with a peculiar set of values and beliefs that he grew up with, runs away from his toxic grandparents, having lost his parents and brother in a tragic accident five years prior. Taking shelter from a stor...
