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Run, run, run, RUN!

That's what Smokescreen was currently doing, running, not in fear or excitement, no he needed to run. Well...because he had a ticking time bomb in his hands...at least that's what Fowler had explained it as, but Fowler was...Fowler and Smokescreen didn't quite believe the short tempered man. Of course it didn't stop him from running, no, it made him run faster than he already was.

Confused?

Let's start it with a quick explanation.

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"PRIME!"

It had been a quiet day, boring, but quiet. There had been no Decepticon activity, the energon mines hadn't popped up on the screen and Bulkhead hadn't broken anything, yet. Overall, peaceful and happy,That was until Agent William Fowler walked through the doors, stormed really. His suit the only promising item on the shelf today, he had his fleshy hands curled into fists, his fleshy face pulled into a snarl, he had his fleshy...voice? Screaming at the prime and he had his fleshy veins popping out of his head. Humans were fleshy.

Prime turned slowly to the Agent, his cool blue optics boring into the Agent as if they knew the universes secrets and more. The Prime didn't even vent in an irritated huff as he faced the angry human.

"Yes, Agent Fowler?" He asked calmly, his voice still baritone and steady.

The agent just became upset even more.

"How they hell, do you remain calm, when one of your damned science projects decides to hit the earth and start a GOD DAMN TIMER!?" He screamed, voice causing a few around them to flinch, slightly.

"A bomb? We weren't aware of anything dangerous entering the Earths atmosphere, if we weren't alerted to it, it must not be a threat to anyone."

"I don't care if it shoots rainbows and unicorns for all I care, just go get it!" Was the reply Optimus got.

He sighed.

Slowly he turned round to his team, all prepped and ready to go, after all, soldiers weren't trained to sit still. He took respectful glances to them all, each bearing the same determined fire and loyal compassion. He turned his helm to Ratchet and nodded his helm.

The groundbridge started.

"Autobots, transform and roll out!"

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They had found the bomb.

They thought it was a bomb, at first.

Until Wheeljack had decided to tamper with it.

That's why Smokescreen was currently running for his life, he had about a human minute left.

Run, run, run.

Running through the trees and foliage, the rookie couldn't stop that was until, he came to a clearing, right where he started. Where the battle was. He'd gone round in fragging circles!

Smokescreen looked down.

Just in time for the bomb to go off.

BOOM!

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"Guys, I found something!" Mikos voice rang out, they had been searching for the lost team, minus Ratchet, they had gone missing for about an hour now and they were getting worried.

"What is it Miko?" Ratchets gravely voice rang out.

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"People."

"What?!"

"They kinda look like the team."

"How?"

"Well, humans don't usually have armor on, painted armor. And human hair isn't usually blue and pink, and...people don't carry round huge ass swords."

"Holy frag!"

Hello! This is just the prologue, but I need to ask you all for ideas and which point of view you would like me to start in. Also, if anyone wants pairings ;), I can do that.

thanks a lot! Bye bye!