Star: Oh look... *Glances over at various humans, Autobots and Decepticons* There's some nice characters I could steal and claim as my own...

STUPID EVIL LAWYERS THAT DO NOT LIKE POOR FANFICTION AUTHORS STEALING CHARACTERS: Do you have a couple of billion dollars floating about?

Star: *Open's wallet. A mushroom cloud of dust poofs out, with a single fly flying to freedom* Ummm...I've got a Monopoly 'Get Out Of Jail Free' Card?

STUPID EVIL LAWYERS THAT DO NOT LIKE POOR FANFICTION AUTHORS STEALING CHARACTERS: *Incredulous eyebrow lift*

Star: ...I don't own...

They thought they had planned every possible outcome. Every decision that could have been made was accounted for; every 'random act' was planned thousands of millennia beforehand, and every time the outcome was the same.

Until one Being panicked and another moved too soon.

With their actions, everything they had built crumbled around them, and built itself back up stronger.

Everything changed, and yet, nothing changed.

Their Champion was still their Champion. A little harsher, a littler wearier, a little more wary of the world, but still theirs.

And they would protect him, for he would save them.

The day will come where our world will die,

Our children scattered across the sky.

A world unknown will call them near,

An untold power hidden here.

A champion who will dance with death,

Only saved by bonded's breath.

At war for peace, our children cry,

There is more than first meets the eye.

Our home returned, our children free,

A champion's life was the fee.

The battle is over; the war has just begun,

The way it shall remain 'til the day when all are one.

This is the story of a group of humans who helped saved the world, befriended and even fell in love with a group of 'visitors from heaven'.

This is a story about Earth and Cybertron.

This is a story about Autobots and Decepticons.

This is a story about Family and Enemies.

This is a story about Love and Hate.

This is a story about Life and death.

This is the story of the birth, life and death of Samuel James Witwicky, and his family from two completely different, yet exactly the same worlds.

Warning, this story contains angst, fluff, anger, joy, comedy, action, romance and betrayal.

Okay guys, here's the first chapter! I REALLY REALLY HOPE YOU READ ON!

Anything, and I stress this, anything in this entire fic that sounds familiar, I DO NOT OWN. I don't own any of the script that is used in the movie, I own none of the recognisable characters and I DO. NOT. OWN. TRANSFORMERS!

Phew, okay, disclaimer done.

On to the next chapter?