A/N: I do not own Transformers

Zephyrstar: Thank you so much for choosing to read my first fan fiction. I will accept any sort of criticism, so please don't hesitate to tell me what you think about this story.

To get through life you need a lot of luck, at least that's what Zephyr's father always told her and she never doubted his words. Just last year, she some how ended up in the

middle of a battle between giant robot during a shopping trip to Mission City and she survived that with minimum injury. When she got home after that, she found out that her

laptop had somehow come to life and could turn into a a four foot tall robot with green eyes. Not that she was complaining, the little bot, who she had affectionately named

Slicksurfer, was her closest companion and the only friend the twenty-two year old mechanic could make aside from the daughter of a friend of her father's, Mikaela Banes. She

was friends with the teen and had met her boyfriend, Sam Witwicky. The boy would bring his camero out to her shop once a week to have it washed since Zephyr could clean the

car better than any car wash could. Even with her friends, Zephyr couldn't help but feel lonely. She was rather plain looking with red auburn hair and clear grey eyes and she stood

at five foot eleven with a fit body and tanned skin. She never had a boyfriend and she never really cared because no boy ever seemed interested in her but that was all about to

change really soon. It all started on a boring saturday morning...

chapter one

"Sooo bored." said Zephyr as she banged her head on her desk. She had gotten out of bed two hours ago and she had yet to change out of her pajamas. Surfer, who had been

recharging in his laptop form, shifted into his robot form and looked at her with a curious/bored/annoyed look on his face.

"You have been sitting there for two hours Zephyr." said Surfer "Why don't you go do something, like ride your motorcycle?"

"Are you saying that for my benefit?" asked Zephyr as she looked at the laptop "Or do you just want to go for a ride?"

"Both." said Surfer sheepishly. Zephyr sighed and stood up.

"Fine." she said as she stretched "Just let me get dressed." Surfer nodded and she went into her closet. When she came out ten minutes later, she was dressed in blue jeans and a

black t-shirt with her old jean jacket over that. She grabbed her motorcycle helmet, which covered her whole face and head and was silver with azure blue flames and a clear visor.

Picking up her keys, she looked at her laptop and smiled as she picked up her taupe grey messenger bag and slung it over her shoulder before strapping it to herself.

"Let's go Surfer." she said. Surfer nodded and stood, only to be knocked back down by an explosion and a tremor shaking the house. Zephyr fell to her knees and covered her head

until the trembling stopped. Standing back up, she ran out of the room, Surfer jumping onto her shoulder as she ran past him. They ran outside of the one-story home and Zephyr

stared dumbly at the spot where her motorcycle once was. Now there was a smoking crater where a brand new columbia blue Kawasaki Ninja ZX-14 with silver and ultramarine

flames once stood.

"Damn it!" she growled as she walked over to the crater "That was a brand new bike too!"

"At least it was your motorcycle and not the house." said Surfer.

"But do you know how much that thing cost me?" she complained "It took me a year to save up enough money to by that bike after my old one was trashed in Mission City by

those giant fighting bots."

"Please," said Surfer "Not another one of your Gundams are real and its a government cover up

conspiracy theories... again."

"It's true though!" retorted Zephyr "You just weren't there, that's why you don't believe me!" Surfer just shook his head as he and Zephyr looked down into the shallow crater.

The remains of the Kawasaki Ninja were seen underneath the frame of a highly damaged, human size robot. Surfer just stared at it in amazement while Zephyr jumped down into

the crater and went up to the bot.

"He's pretty badly damaged." said the red head "He's going to need repaired and I'm going to need the tow truck to move him." She pulled herself out of the crater and started

walking over to the large garage which was big enough to house a small air plane.

"Zephyr, are you sure that's a wise idea?" asked Surfer and her looked at her with his green optics.

"Ya never know 'til you try." replied Zephyr before vanishing into the garage. Five minutes later, she backed out a tow truck and parked it in front of the crater. Getting out of the

truck, she hooked the bot up to it and hauled it into the garage, where she brought it into a small screened off area and and somehow managed to get onto her large metal

workbench. Then she went back and hauled her bike into her private work area before parking the truck in its normal spot. It was around that time, Surfer scuttled into the garage

after he had finished repairing the hole in the driveway.

"Zephyr," said Surfer "Sam and Mikaela are going to be here soon and they brought some friends with them." With that said, he shifted to his laptop form and sat on the bench.

"Really?" said Zephyr as she covered both her bike and the bot with tarps "I wonder how many cars I'll have to wash today. Not that I'm complaining, washin' cars beats the

endless hours Mr. Johnson has me working." Mr. Johnson owned the garage and him and his wife allowed Zephyr to rent the spare room in their basement as long as she worked

for Mr. Johnson, so she was the mechanic-in-residence at the garage. The best part was that she got her own small, private workroom in the garage for her tinkering habit and she

got run of the house during weekends when the Johnson's lived in Mission City. Walking outside, Zephyr's jaw dropped when she saw Sam's yellow Camero pull into the long drive

way followed by a red and blue Peterbilt379 Semi Truck, a black GMC TopKick, a yellow-green Hummer H2 Fire Search and Rescue vehicle, a Saleen S281 police car, and two

Lamborghini Murciélagos, one was metallic gold with crimson flames and the other was crimson with metallic gold flames.

"Bloody hell Sam." said Zephyr as she walked up to the two teens who had just climbed out of the camero "Did you go into my dreams and decide to bring some of my dream cars

here just to tease me?"

"No." said Sam "We told our friend how good you were at washing cars and they wanted you to wash theirs."

"Sam," said Zephyr "Just because you did that, I'm going to wash all these cars for free. You are officially my new best friend."

"Hey, what about me?" asked Mikaela.

"You are my new best best friend Mikaela." said Zephyr as she hugged the teen "Thank you for introducing me to your boyfriend. You are really lucky to have him Mikaela."

"I know Zeph." said Mikaela "Now let me introduce you to our friends." After a round of introductions; Sam, Mikaela, and their friends left, leaving Zephyr alone to wash the seven

cars that were in her opinion, incredibly awesome. Turning to Surfer, who had somehow appeared on the bench outside of the garage in his laptop form, she shook her head and

got out several buckets of soapy water, the hose, some sponges, and a big tub of car wax and some rags.

"Hey, Surf," she said as she turned the tap on "Put on my Nightwish play list and make sure it's loud." The laptop complied and turned on the music as Zephyr sprayed down the

semi truck before she began to gently scrub the dirt off of the red paint job with blue flames. The truck seemed to shudder under her touch but she didn't notice it as she sang

along with the music. Every nook and cranny was cleaned and months of dirt, dust, and mud came off, leaving behind shining metal. Once the semi was cleaned, dried, and waxed.

Zephyr moved onto the Camero, whose radio would flicker on every now and then while she was cleaning and waxing it. The TopKick had sunk lower into its suspension while she

cleaned away and incredible amount of dirt and the Search and Rescue Hummer shuddered while she was cleaning some mysterious gunk from its under carriage. The police car

seemed to purr slightly when she was removing chips of various shades of paint from its clean black and white paint job. Finally, both of the Lamborginis seemed to lean into her

touch as she cleaned and waxed them.

"There, finished." she said with a smile as she looked at the vehicles shining in the sun "You're a good looking bunch of cars, I'll give you that." She pulled out her cell phone and

called Mikaela as she dumped the buckets of dirty water into the street "Hey Mikaela. I'm done with the cars, how long will it take you guys to get here?" She listened intently as

she put away the cleaning supplies "Okay, see you in twenty minutes." She hung up the phone and went back outside where she sat down next to Surfer and pulled him into her

lap. A instant messenger window appeared on the screen.

'When will Sam and Mikaela get here?'

"Twenty minutes, Surf." said Zephyr as she pulled up a word document and began typing.

'I hope its soon. Those cars are giving off a similar signal to the bot in your workshop.'

"Just chill Surf, nothing's going to happen." she replied as she continued to type "Besides, your scanners could be wrong. When as the last time you ran a diagnostic on your

systems?"

'A week ago but that's not the point! This could all end up badly if what I sense it correct!'

"First you tell me to not go on about my conspiracy theories," said Zephyr as she fixed up her spelling "Now your going on with your own conspiracy theories. You can be such a

hypocrite at times, Slicksurfer."

'Are not! You just don't pay attention to what I say. Besides, I am a super advanced robot, I'm allowed to have conspiracy theories because I am right 99.99% of the time.'

"You sure you're not just a lucky idiot stuck in a computer that somehow ended up stuck with me?" she asked as she saved her document and closed the window.

'I'm positive. If I was, I wouldn't be the one who helps you when you start tinkering with those odd inventions of yours that always manage to blow up in your face.'

"They do not all blow up in my face!" she retorted "I really should've turned you into toaster, but then again, there's already a possessed toaster in the house. I don't need another

bot that likes to steal my DrPepper!"

'Its a good thing that I don't drink soda pop.'

"No, you prefer coffee, ice cream, and my private stash of jellybeans!" said Zephyr as she flicked the screen.

'Sorry.' Then the instant message screen disappeared as Sam, Mikaela, and their friends arrived.

Zephyr closed her laptop and slid it into her messenger bag before walking up to her friends, who were admiring her handy work.

"Thanks Zeph." said Sam "I really owe you one."

"No prob." Zephyr replied "It was my pleasure, but if you ever pull a stunt like this again without telling me, I'll charge you triple."

"Yes ma'am." said Sam nervously as Mikaela laughed.

"Good." said Zephyr before smiling "I'll see ya guys around. Make sure you call if your going to visit."

"Don't worry, we will." said Mikaela as she pushed Sam into the Camero "Later!" She climbed into the camero and Zephyr waved as they left before going inside the garage.

"Time to get to work." she said as she went into her workshop.

-two weeks later

Zephyr didn't know how long she had worked on the bot last night, nor did she know when exactly she fell asleep but when she woke up, she was startled when she saw green optics staring

intently at her and fell out of her chair. After hitting the ground with a thud, she looked up and found that it wasn't Slicksurfer who had startled her but the bot she had been fixing

up. Standing up, she looked curiously at the bot who was sitting on the table while he gazed back at her just as curiously. Suddenly, Surfer appeared next to the bot and smiled up

at Zephyr as the bot slid off of the table. The bot was roughly the same size as her, possibly two or three inches taller.

"I finished fixing him Zephyr." said Surfer "I also scanned his cpu and found that 98% of his memory was completely deleted when he was damaged. All he has left are bits of his

personality and some minor fighting abilities. I informed him that we were the ones who found and repaired him. He swore that he would protect us for doing that, so I guess we're

stuck with him. I also informed him that he is not to kill anyone and that he is to stay hidden unless we are alone or you say otherwise."

"Thanks Surf," said Zephyr "I'm glad I didn't turn you into a toaster."

"Zephyr Umbra." said the new bot in a brooklyn accent as he walked up to Zephyr and walked around her, examining her "I think I'll just call ya Zephy girl 'cause it's easier to

remember." He stopped in front of her and smiled "I thank ya for fixin' me up. As a way of sayin' thanks, I'll protect ya for as long as ya need protectin'. So if any one gives ya

trouble, tell me and I'll deal with 'em."

"Do you have a name?" asked Zephyr. The mech shook his head and kinda looked sad. Zephyr sighed and smiled at him.

"Don't worry, I'll think of a new name for ya, eventually." she said as she walked over to her covered bike "Right now, there are other things to take care of. Like a new paint job

for you, since I sanded off your old one the other night and fixin' my bike." She pulled the tarp off of the bike and looked at it sadly "It's going to take me months to fix this mess

up." The mech walked up to the trashed motorcycle and examined it curiously before touching it. There was a bright light and when it faded, the bot was gone and all that stood

there was her Kawasaki Ninja, looking as if it hadn't been demolished by a human sized robot.

"Where'd he go?" she said before the sound of whirling gears caught her attention and she watched with wide eyes as he bike turned into the mech she had repaired, except that

parts of the Kawasaki Ninja were placed on him like armor and he was a good eight feet tall now. The mech began looking over his new form while Zephyr looked at Slicksurfer.

"What the hell happened?" she asked the laptop bot as she crossed her arms.

"I believe he absorbed your motorcycle and used it to upgrade his form, even if he didn't do it on purpose." said Surfer "Look at it this way, you don't have to fix your motorcycle

back up." Zephyr glared at the small bot and muttered something about a toaster before looking back at bot that was now her motorcycle. He was flicking out his two new pairs of

wrist blades and retracting them before flicking them back out. Then it dawned on her.

"I know what to call you now." said Zephyr happily. The mech looked at her expectedly as if silently pleading her to tell him the name she thought of.

"How do you like the name Switchblade?" she asked and he thought about it for a moment as he glanced down at his wrist blades.

"I like it." he said "It's got a nice ring to it." he retracted his wrist blades "From now on, I'm Switchblade, your guardian mech." He did a heroic pose and Zephyr laughed.

"This is going to be rather interesting." said Surfer as he crossed his arms.

"Hey, Switch," said Zephyr "How about we go for a ride and test out your alt. mode?"

"Sounds like a plan." said Switchblade "Let's go!" He walked out into the garage.

"Be out in a minute." she called "I just gotta grab my helmet." She went over to when her helmet was sitting on the ground and crouched down to get it but pause when she saw

a strange shard of dark colored metal on the ground. She picked it up and shoved it into her pocket before picking up her helmet and standing. An upset look crossed her face when

she saw the huge crack on the shiny silver and azure surface.

"Zephyr." said Surfer. She looked back at the small bot and a smiled when he turned into a replica of her helmet.

"Thanks Surf." she said as she picked him up and walked out of the room. Switchblade was already sitting in his alt. mode, waiting patiently for Zephyr. Pulling the helmet known

as Slicksurfer onto her head, the small bot fastened the strap securely as she got onto the bike.

"Thanks for waiting Switch." said Zephyr.

"No prob Zephy girl." said Switchblade as they pulled out of the garage and went down the driveway "Now hang on tight, cause this is goin' ta be a wild ride kiddo."

"Just don't get pulled over by the police." said Zephyr as she gripped the handles a bit tighter.

"No copper will be able ta catch me alive!" said Switchblade as they reached the end of the driveway.

"Surf, give us some cruisin' music." said Zephyr as she let Switchblade pull out of the driveway.

"Sure thing." said Surf as he turned on her Linkin Park playlist.

'This is my kinda music.' said Switchblade over his communicator as they sped down the road listening to 'Breaking the Habit'. Zephyr laughed and urged her guardian to go faster

down the empty road. The eventually made it to the highway and slowed down to a cruising speed as they followed the road into the desert. It was dark out and there was no one

else on the road until the two lamborginis from the other day pulled up along side her. Switchblade revved his engine and the two sports cars did the same before shooting off down

the highway. Switchblade revved his engine again as if asking for permission to show those fancy sports cars who was boss.

"Let's do this!" said Zephyr "Surf, we're gonna need some racin' music." Surfer grumbled and

turned on 'Disciples of Babylon' by Dragonforce as Switchblade speed up and easily caught up with the crimson and gold lamborginis before leaving them in the dust.

'Did you see that Sunny?' the crimson lamborgini commed the gold one.

'Yeah, we're getting our afts whooped by a human femme on a motorcycle, Sides'.' commed the gold one.

'Let's show her who the real kings of the road are!' the crimson one commed back. The two of them revved their engines and shot after Zephyr and Switchblade.

Prowl was cruising along the highway, enjoying a moment of peace before he continued his search for Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, a.k.a. the twin terrors. The two of them had

vanished shortly before Ironhide woke up from his nap looking very pink with little heart and star stickers stuck all over him. Everyone had a sneaking suspicion that the twins

were behind it and it was Prowl's job as the chief security officer to track them down and drag their sorry afts back to base. Now finding them was a different matter all together

because they knew how to stay hidden when they really wanted to. So, after several hour of fruitless searching, Prowl decided to take a break before his systems overloaded

themselves and take in some of the surrounding landscape, which was rather beautiful as compared to Cybertron. However, his peaceful moment didn't last long because it was

disturbed by his scanners going off, indicating that something was approaching at high speed and that something just happened to be the twins. They zoomed past him on the

opposite side of the high way and it looked like they were racing. Putting his lights and sirens on, he drove across the sandy median and barreled after the trouble making duo. As

he began to catch up with them, his scanners detected another cybertronian being and an organic. The being had taken the form of a Kawasaki Ninja ZX-14 and his transponder

signal seemed familiar yet at the same time it was unfamiliar but the organic being he recognized as the femme who had graciously cleaned him and his fellow Autobots about a

week ago. Now he was beginning to wonder why in the name of Primus she was racing the twin terrors. Speeding up even more, Prowl turned up the volume of his sirens,

effectively getting the attention of the racers.

'Slag. It's Prowl.' said Sideswipe over the link he and his brother had open.

'Thank you for stating the obvious, Sides'.' commed Sunstreaker 'I suggest we pull over before Cop bot gets angry.'

'But Sunny...' whined Sideswipe.

'I do not want to be thrown in the Brig any longer than necessary,' replied Sunstreaker 'Besides I do not want to ruin my paint job.'

'Whatever Sunny.' said Sideswipe before the two of them slowed down.

Zephyr and Switchblade on the other hand, sped up and did a u-turn, ending up on the other side of the highway before shooting back towards home.

'Frag, that was close.' said Switchblade as he slowed down to a reasonable speed 'Better they

got caught then us, eh Zephy girl?'

"Bloody hell." said Zephyr when she finally regained her ability to speak "How the hell can you go that fast Switch?"

'We're super advanced robots, Zephyr.' chimed Surfer after he turned off the music 'I'm sure

Switchblade can got twice the recommended top speed for this motorcycle if he wasn't concerned about you losing your grip and falling to your death.'

'He's right ya know.' commed Switchblade 'We were goin' 'bout 240 back there.'

"Holy Hell!" said Zephyr "That was fifty-four miles over the top regulated speed for the Ninja. I have never gone that fast in my life!" she paused "That was awesome!" Switchblade

chuckled while Slicksurfer made an irritated noise as they pulled into the driveway of the garage.

Switchblade stopped and Zephyr climbed off before pulling her helmet off. Surfer transformed to his robot mode and just sat there in Zephyr's arms. Switchblade then transformed

and the threesome looked at each other.

"Now what?" said Switchblade.

"I've got an idea." said Zephyr with a smile on her face.

-two more weeks later-(I know this is ridiculous people but just bare with me)

"Are you sure about this Zephyr?"

"Shh, you'll give us away Surf."

"Yeah, keep quiet Surf. This bot ain't goin' down that easy so keep quiet!"

"Switch, don't yell. You're giving our position away!"

"Sorry Zephy girl."

Zephyr, Slicksurfer, and Switchblade were hiding in the broom closet in the front hallway. Listening carefully to everything that was going on in the hallway. Ever since the

Johnsons left two weeks ago to go on vacation on the East Coast, the three of them have been have been trying to capture the toaster bot, a.k.a the toaster from hell because the

little bugger had charred Zephyr's toast, bagels, and toaster waffles on more than one occasion. So, they rigged up the hallway as a trap with a two liter of DrPepper as bait. The

three friends went silent when they heard skittering in the hallway that was soon followed by a crash and the sound of metal hitting metal. Throwing the door open, the three of

them tumbled out of the closet and Zephyr quickly got up and picked up the cage before turning and showing it to the two mechs.

"One possessed toaster." she said "Can someone please put the replacement in the kitchen and can the other put away the two liter." With that said, she turned and left the

house. Surfer quickly snatched up the two liter of DrPepper and disappeared, leaving Switchblade to put in the new toaster and clean up. When she got to her workshop, Zephyr set

the cage down on her workbench and looked at the small bot inside. It was glaring at her with incredibly bright dodger blue optics as it shook the bars of its cage.

"Hey little bot." she said "We're not going to hurt you. It's just that we couldn't have you living in the kitchen and risk someone finding out about you." The little bot continued to

glare at her. Sighing, Zephyr walked over to her mini fridge and opened it. The toaster bot's glare vanished completely when he saw the twelve pack of twenty once bottles of

DrPepper she pulled out of the fridge.

"Give me, give me, give me!" he said as he reached for the pop "Please."

"Do you promise to behave?" she asked as she pulled one of the bottles out of the ring.

"Yes, bot promises to behave." he said "Please give bot sweet watersyrup." Zephyr smiled as she sat down and gave the pop to the bot, who snatched it from her before looking up

at her with its vibrant blue optics "Bot thanks you. Can bot know watersyrup giver's designation?"

"I'm called Zephyr." she replied as the bot opened the bottle and began to drink the DrPepper

"Do you have a designation?"

"I'm called Sparkplug." he said after finishing the pop "I'm sorry if I destroyed your sustenance and was disagreeable before but I was highly damaged and still am."

"It's no problem." said Zephyr "I could possibly fix you. I did fix Switchblade."

"I would greatly appreciate it." he said "And could I have another one of those?"

"Sure." said Zephyr before handing him a second DrPepper. Then she opened up the cage door and let him out. Sparkplug carefully stepped out of the cage and sat down on the

table before opening the bottle. Zephyr watched as Sparkplug downed the second bottle of soda before looking up at her.

"So, what do you need fixed?" she asked.

"My cpu was damaged the most." said Sparkplug "Plus I had downgrade my form because I was so damaged."

"I'll have Slicksurfer look at your cpu while I dig around the junk yard out back for some parts that might be useful for you to use." she said.

"I thank you very much." said Sparkplug as Surfer and Switchblade entered the room. Zephyr turned to the two mechs.

"Slicksurfer, I needs you to look at Sparkplug's cpu while Switch and I go look for some parts for him." she said as she stood up.

"Of course Zephyr." said Surfer as he climbed up onto the table. He went behind Sparkplug and hit a switch hidden in his neck with made the smaller bot's optics go dim. The laptop

transformer laid the small bot on the table and instantly began working on his cpu while Zephyr and Switchblade went out into the junkyard behind the garage to look for some

parts that could be used to repair Sparkplug. The junkyard took up a huge amount of area behind the garage and it was filled with everything from old cars to newer cars to random

bits of metal and junk.

"So what exactly are we looking for?" asked Switchblade as he kicked a random pick of junk.

"Something that we could use to repair Sparkplug." said Zephyr as she looked through a stack of junk. Switchblade shrugged and started looking about. They spent about an hour

looking around the junkyard before they found a vehicle that was in semi-suitable condition. It was a seventh generation Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution that was yellow in color with

black flame decals on the sides and hood. The back end and the side were a bit crumpled and the whole car was a bit banged up but it wasn't something that Zephyr couldn't fix

and it was something that Mr. Johnson wouldn't miss because he never took inventory of what was in his junkyard and he allowed his mechanics one car to fix up and keep as

there own. Zephyr had never taken him up on that offer because she was more of a motorcycle type of girl but this was the perfect time to take advantage of that offer.

"Alright," she said "Mark this location Switch. We'll come out later with Sparkplug and see what he thinks about this car."

"Sure thing Zephy girl." he replied as he took note of the location before following Zephyr back

towards the garage "So what do you make of Sparky? I mean he seems a bit different than me 'n

Surfy."

"Be nice Switch." she replied as she shoved her hands into her pockets "Let's hear his story first before you go makin' assumptions."

"I think yer to trustin' sometimes Zephy girl." he replied "That can get ya into trouble one of these days." Zephyr just rolled her eyes and kept on walking.

"Maybe you're a bit over protective Switch." she retorted.

"Am not!" he replied as they entered the garage, unaware that they were being watched.

'This is Ravage reporting in. I've located him. What would you like me to do now?'

'Nothing. Orders: Stay hidden and observe until further notice.'

'Understood. Ravage out.'