Hey bots and cons it's me with a whole new story for ya! Yays! And it's even in one of my favorite versions of Transformers TF:A. The usual disclaimer and such but here we go I don't own Transformers only my OC's found in the story.

In the beginning I knew nothing really. And then their was light. Bright blue light and a strange humming sound filled my entire being. And then I felt all and began to see everything around me.

It was then I was sparked on this planet called Earth. It was thanks to a strange small shard from an object called the "Allspark". Funny, now that I am older I now know I went from a prototype high performance motorcycle made by Sumdac Systems to...something more. I was scared and confused when I first awoken in a testing lab where humans were taking parts out and testing my systems in painful ways. I didn't know what I should do, I knew nothing and no one. The only thing I did know was more like an urge that filled my programming. It has been with me before I was even sparked.

The urge to drive, and to drive as fast as I can.

I stayed in my original form almost constantly. Along with the fact I have never been seen during the day, I had feared that if anyone saw me they would have returned me to the labs. So I only came out at night in both forms. And to fulfill my programmings urge to go fast I often took place in nightly street races. My fellow racers began to call me Crescent Racer, due to my silver white paintjob and unusual shape of frame. (Think light cycles from original Tron) And if they had known my engine mostly ran on solar and lunar energy. My full title was Crescent Moon Racer, I guess you could call that my name. It's not like I was called anything else.

These nightly races became my life, but I always yearned for more, and I wanted more answers than what the shard inside me could give me. I don't know exactly what all I want in my life, all I know is that I want more than I do.

What I didn't know was tonight I would meet the famous Blue Racer and a even more famous yellow and black buggie...

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Slowly I pulled up to the starting line in my original form. Other racers greeted me as I revved my engine in return. This was my first time in this circuit true but very night racer has heard of me and from what I have heard about this circuit there is some pretty impressive competition here. Namely the infamous Blue Racer.

I tilted my rearviews to see a high class baby blue racer rolling towards me. Strangely the shard embedded in my dashboard in this form began to glow. If I was in my other form I would have cocked my helm in confusion. It had never done that before when I was around the other racers. What was so different about this racer than the others? What could cause such a reaction in the shard?

Could it be? Could this racer...bee like me?

Suddenly an unknown ping came through my helm in what the shard had told me was a commlink. Cautiously like a wary cat I poked at it mentally causing it to open the channel and allowed a very fast pace but distinctly male voice run through my head.

::Who-are-you?!What-are-you-doing-here?!By-the-order-of-Elite-Guard-Intelligence-I-order-you-to-answer-me!::

I was startled at first, he could talk? Does that mean I could as well? I have never tried to do such a thing before. But I wanted to try it now, after all this may be my only chance to find out more on what I am and...maybe gain a first friend. So hesitantly I did two things that I have never done before until now. Use a commlink and the harder one...talk for the first time in my existence.

::I-I race o-often a-at-t night-t here. A-and, I d-don't-t h-have a real-l name. O-only what t-the other r-racers c-call me.::My voice sounded so strange to me. Then again I have never used it before. It didn't sound like the other racers it was more femmine to it. Wonder if that's what it would sound outloud too?

I could tell the racer was startled by the sound of my voice. His headlights blinked several times along with the fact his engine stalled briefly. I gave an embarrassed rev of my engine when I realized how static y and nervous my voice sounded since I have never spoken before either over the commlink or outloud.

::S-sorry h-ha-aven't spoken befor-fore no-now::

::That's-alright, -as-for-the-no-real-name-thing-that-is-easy-to-fix-after-the-race-we' -is,-if-you-can-beat-me.::Strangely his fast pace of talking did not bother or confuse me. I could actually follow him as well as I could anyone else that talked. Which I could easily guess was not an easy feat for anyone to do.

Remembering his final statement and how he sounded a bit cocky I gave a mental smirk and gave a challenging rev of my engine. ::I-is that a ch-challenge f-four w-wheeler? I-I've never l-lost be-before, and I d-don't plan to start.::

This time the baby blue racer answered me with a powerful yet cocky rev of his engine nearly making me shudder at the shear power that I could hear in it. Sure other racers did that when they raced me but none sound as powerful as his. Plus his sounded different. Kinda...alien than anything built on Earth. He was really going to give me a run for my money. That is...if I had money or use for it anyway.

With the race about to begin I pushed those thoughts away and focused on finding different routes that I could possibly take to ensure my victory. In the very corner of my rearviews I spotted a slightly beaten yellow and black buggie pulling into the racers ranks. I mostly ignored it but kept a small note in my processors for later, but other than that I mostly focused on the obvious challenge of the racer next to me.

After all what kind of challenge would a small buggie be?

Yays! I'ms done! Tell me what you think. Till then, Later!