Author's Note:

Hello everyone! I am excited to share this story with you all and I hope you do like it.

One thing I want to request is please don't send any hate reviews. If you don't like the story, please keep comments to yourself or stop reading. This will be very much appreciated.

Big shout out to my friend Jodi for suggesting the title for this story. Thanks girl! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers Animated.

Transformers Animated: Different Angle

Chapter 1: Explanations, Messes, and…. Crystals?

"Ooh, ooh, this part is funny!" Kylie says excitedly as she points at the TV. I look up from my Ipad to see the Electric Mayhem on screen.

"Did you know the band's name used to be Imagine Dragons?"

"That is their name."

"I know. They kept it."

Kylie starts laughing as I chuckle beside her. She really likes Muppets. I'm more of a Transformers fan. Loved it ever since the first live action movie came out.

Kylie flips her long red dyed hair back as she tones down the laughter, her cat eye make-up smudged a little from her tearing up.

"This show is great!" she says, popping a chip into her mouth.

"It's not bad," I say, glancing back down at my Ipad.

"I mean, I wish they didn't have Miss Piggy and Kermit break up, but this show is awesome!"

"Uh huh," I say, reading fanfiction.

"Not too mention…" I hear her still talking as I lose myself in the story. I really like it. Its one of those fanfictions where a fan of Transformers gets sent to a Transformers universe and becomes part of the story. As I read I can hear Kylie talking, making me respond with Uh huh… uh huh…. Uh huh.

"Jacy!"

I snap out of it and look up at her. "What?"

"Are you listening?" she asks with a frown.

"Yeah I am, I said uh huh."

"I asked you what time it was."

Busted. "Oh. Uh, quarter to six." I scratch my head in guilt. "Sorry. I'm really into this story."

"Fanfiction?"

"Yeah."

"Good?"

"Heck yeah!" I say with a grin.

Kylie laughs. "Understandable. I have a friend who's the same way. Everywhere she goes she has her nose in a book. To her classes, to her work, to the hospital…."

I look at her funny. "The hospital?"

"Yeah she was reading and didn't notice the flight of stairs in front of her." She says, making me look at her wide eyed. "Oh she was fine, just a sprained ankle. She's getting better at looking out where she's going now. And the experience to the hospital is what made her interested in studying nursing."

"Oh, a starting of a new chapter for her huh?" I joke with a grin.

Kylie gives me a weird look.

"Chapter? You know, cause she likes to read and…. Oh never mind," I say, waving it off.

Kylie just shakes her head. "So what is it you're reading?"

"It's one of those fanfictions where a fan gets sent to a Transformers universe," I tell her.

"Oh cool." She pauses for a moment then adds, "can you imagine me in a transformers universe? I don't think I would handle it well. I mean it be cool to see Optimus Prime and Bumblebee in person, but being caught in a battle would be scary."

"I know what you mean. As much as I love Transformers, I don't know if I could handle being tossed into a war," I confess, "but a part of me would still want to help the Autobots. I just don't know how I would do it."

"There's always moral support," Kylie suggests.

I laugh. "Was thinking a little more then that, but that works too. Then again, I would be too busy trying to keep you out of trouble... if that's even possible," I say, mumbling the last bit to myself.

"Hey!" She exclaims with a frown.

"I'm just saying you have a tendency to run into... certain situations. And when these 'certain situations' start, I have to be the one to either drag you out, or be dragged along for the ride."

"I'm not that bad," she argues, folding her arms. As she does this, her elbow hits her drink beside her, causing it to tip over and spill all over my lap.

I look down at my now stained clothes before looking back up at my friend. "And this is why I make sure you use safety scissors and stay away from matches," I say. I sigh as I set my Ipad down, getting up to go change.

"Sorry!" She shouts as I go into my room. "If it helps, I'm sure it washes off!"

I shake my head as I toss my dirty clothes into my hamper.

"You know you can easily avoid these kinds of things if you just learned to be more careful," I shout as I dig through my dresser.

"I know. I just forget what's around me sometimes," she shouts back.

"Well if this keeps up, either you'll run out of snacks or I'm going to run out of clean clothes," I tell her as I slip on a red baggy T shirt along with black yoga pants. I can hear Kylie moving stuff around, probably cleaning up the mess. As I come out, I see her looking at a book I had laying beside me. My stress levels slowly start to rise.

"Oh please tell me that book isn't stained," I pray worryingly.

"No it's not," Kylie confirms, letting me sigh in relief. "I was just curious on what this was."

"That's the Allspark Almanac," I say as I grab the blanket I was sitting on, chucking it into the laundry room. "It's info on Transformers Animated."

"Oh cool," she says as she flips through the pages," I think I remember you telling me about this. Isn't this the funny one?"

"Something like that," I say, sitting down beside her. "It does have its dark moments, but not a lot of it. In this one, the Great War is already over and Optimus isn't the leader of all the Autobots. Actually, the title Prime is a rank below Magnus."

"Magnus?" She asks, "Isn't that what lava is called before it reaches the surface?"

I try my best not to laugh. "Not magma, Kylie. Magnus."

"Oooooh!" She then looks at my confused. "What's Magnus?"

I chuckle. "In the Animated Universe, Magnus is practically the top rank, pretty much the one in charge. In the series, Ultra Magnus is in command, not Optimus. But even though Optimus isn't leader of all Autobots, he does have his own team he leads to help stop the Decepticons."

"Oh, okay. Wait, if the war is over, why are both sides still fighting?"

"Well, the cons lost the war and were banished from Cybertron. They were not happy about that, so they continued to look for ways to conquer Cybertron for their own."

"Ah," she says as she flips a page. A grin makes its way across her face. "Hey, isn't this your boyfriend?" she asks teasingly as she shows me a picture of a certain Decepticon I showed her before.

I roll my eyes. "Haha, funny," I say dryly. "For your information, I think Blitzwing is interesting. I really like what they did with his character by giving him three personalities. Honestly, he's one of my favourite characters."

"Isn't he a bad guy though?" She asks.

"Sadly, yes," I say.

"And still you swoon for him," she says with a smile as if she witnessed a love scene.

I give her a look. "I do not. I said I like his character, that's it. Besides, even if he was real, it wouldn't work out."

"Why not?"

"For one thing, I'm human and he's a Decepticon. His first instinct would be to step on me. Not to mention, I'm more an Autobot then anything. Not only would he step on me, but he'd probably tear me limb from limb."

"But it would be sooo cute! It be like Romeo and Juliet!" She says. I know I lost her because her big mushy love eyes are starting to show. "One with the forces of good. The other with the forces of evil. And yet they meet and fall in love, afraid anyone will find out and…."

I don't let her finish as I grab a doughnut from the stool in front of us and shove it into her mouth. Immediately she shuts up as she takes the doughnut out, her mouth now covered in icing sugar.

"And both end up dead," I finish for her.

"Next time can you make it an apple fritter?" she asks, trying to wipe the powder off her black top.

"I'll keep that in mind," I say, shaking my head while taking the book from her before the powder hits it. I'm slightly paranoid when it comes to my transformers stuff.

"You know, I can see you in the animated universe," I tell her truthfully.

"You think so?" She asks, untangling her hair from her dangling earrings.

"Yeah. Like I said, there's not a lot of dark moments and I think you might actually enjoy it. Plus it does have some good laughs."

"Sounds like my kind of place," She says, kicking her feet up. This causes her to knock down her bowl of chips off the stool and onto my floor along with my diet coke spilling all over the doughnuts. We both look down at the mess before us.

"Yep, you would fit in just fine," I say.

"Sorry," she apologizes as she grabs the bowl off the floor.

I pick up my can and the now soggy doughnuts. "I'm gonna run up and grab a rag."

"Okay," she says as she continues cleaning.

I go upstairs and chuck the doughnuts into the garbage before heading to the supply closet to grab a rag. I dampen the cloth before returning back down to also grab the vacuum. As soon as I get down, I notice Kylie holding something glowing.

"What's that?" I ask, walking over to her.

"I don't know. I was cleaning up the mess and went into the bathroom when I heard a weird noise. I came out and these were just sitting here," she says as she hands me over another one. "I think they're some kind of crystals. Are they yours?"

"No. I've never seen them before," I say as I study the one she gave me. Sure enough it looks like a crystal.

A glowing crystal.

The glow is a shiny white, but with blue shining around it. I'm in awe as watch the glow pulse, even feeling it in my hand.

What is this?

But before I can say anything, both crystals start to glow brighter. I can feel mine begin to pulse rapidly as an electrical current shoots up my arm and throughout my body. I am taken aback by this, fear now growing inside of me.

Kylie shrieks. "I can't let go of it!" She exclaims, trying to pry the crystal from her hand.

I try to do the same, only I can't. I start to panic. "I can't let go of mine either!"

Both of us start glowing along with the crystals. I am freaking out as I feel a strange sensation within my entire body.

"What is happening?!" Kylie exclaims fearfully.

I lose sight of her as the glow intensifies around us. Next thing I know, I feel myself being shot up from where I was standing, moving at warp speed. I see colours all around me as I make my way through, seeing a light rapidly approaching. I am blinded when the light engulfs me. I feel waves of electricity coursing through my body from the inside out. It's a weird feeling, but oddly I don't feel pain. The last thing I remember is hearing a voice before passing out.

(Time skip)

I groan as I wake up, feeling like I hit my head. What happened? I open my eyes to see…. sky? I watch confused as a bird flies over me, chirping happily. Wait, why does it look like a cartoon? Why does the sky look like it's animated? How hard did I hit my head? I try to move, but something doesn't feel right. And why am I hearing gear shifts?

I slowly collect my thoughts as I hear a groan coming from the opposite side of me.

Recognizing the voice, I ask," Kylie? That you?"

"Jacy? What just happened?" I hear her ask.

"I don't know," I say as I slowly sit up. I quickly look over to where Kylie's voice came from, only to stare in shock. Sitting there is a small blue cartoon robot with electric blue eyes. It looks up at me and shrieks, making me shriek as well.

"Jacy?!" It exclaims in a familiar voice. Wait a minute….!

"Kylie?!" I respond in utter shock.

"You're a robot!" we both yell in unison. "Wait what?!" I look down at myself. My world stops. Not only am I animated, but I see METAL! On my chest, arms, hands… everywhere!

We both look up at each other wide eyed and do the most logical thing we can think of.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

I will try and update as soon as possible when I am not busy with other things. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and stick around for the second. Until next time. Merry Christmas!