DISCLAIMER: If I owned this franchise I wouldn't be sitting at a computer, eating cereal, and writing fanfiction...well okay maybe I would, but I'd be rich and the movies would have been more fighty and less of showing Mikaela off in that whole romance tension thing supposedly going on. (I like the character if you take the love interest of Sam out of her)

WARNINGS: This is an AU story of the 2007 movie that may make brief nods to the prequel comics/books and will be doing my damnedest to avoid ROTF stuff. People may act odd to reflect this. Especially any cartoon/comic/book only characters that I will drag in, since Michael Bay and his guys could change people around to fit. I probably will also do slash of the mech/mech variety and maybe be daring and do some mech/human in here as well. You have been warned in advance on that.

Hopefully I won't be too terrible at this and if you hadn't run off screaming by the end of this little set up.

The Allspark, a powerful relic of a holy figure for the mechanical race of Cybertron. The mysteries held within that softly generating power had barely been tapped and discovered, before the golden age of Cybertron came to an end. The war tearing the once peaceful race into two factions who fought and killed to survive, their focus soon turning to the blue cube as another piece to use against the other; until one small group finally saw what they were doing to their world and did the only thing they could do.

For though they had no means on their own to destroy the Allspark, they instead sent it into space on the hope its absence would allow the fighting to perhaps slow enough to salvage their dying home. As many know in one universe, it did not help and only sent the fighting farther out into the cosmos and bringing the relatively young race into the middle of it all on their young organic planet.

The Allspark, gifted with sentience of its own, saw the outcome of this action and began to play out a different one in another hypothetical universe. This time when it was launched out and pulled towards that blue planet it started something to help better defend that planet for when its children once more sought and found it. As it rested within the hands of that far too young race, it began to teach them in subtle ways. Laying down a groundwork of technology to, if not outstrip outrace, the technology of the other version. To give an edge to these little organics as they started to become bold in their curiosity and began to accept inorganic material into themselves. Nothing grand or equal to those of Cybertron, but enough to make them not as helpless.

Then, the Allspark brought forth new children slowly into this world of organics to coexist and…perhaps in time, defend their adoptive brothers and sisters.

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Samuel, Sam for short, James Witwicky wasn't really much compared to many. He wasn't athletic enough for the sports teams, and he tended to get confused easily when his friend Miles began to babble about some sort of computer code or latest conspiracy theory making the rounds. He wasn't a goody two shoe who never stepped out of line, but he never did anything to be considered a troublemaker. He'd never personally met one of the Transformers running about, or had any skills that would lead to him meeting one of the five roaming the world.

He was average. A little bit of a spazz and awkward in conversation and movements, and parents who treated gardening like some sort of holy ritual; but even the normal guy has some oddballs in the family tree. He went to school, tried not to suffer the wrath of an uptight history teacher, attempt but fail more times the succeed in not being a target of Trent and his cronies, hung out with Miles, did homework, enabled the drug addiction of Mojo after the little Chihuahua had broken a leg, and try not to step on his father's grass.

The biggest challenge he had to deal with was thinking up a hundred pages worth of words on his genealogy project and working his ass off to get that last thousand dollars as part of the deal with his father for a new car.

Nothing life threatening or altering in the least. Though he probably should have not wished for something to happen to him at least once in his life that wasn't average.