Rewrite of the first chapter. I thought about it and decided to edit the story. So now, instead of being turned into cats, the Autobots have been cats.

Optimus ran at full speed through the forest, some of the remaining Autocats following. After a while and making sure that they weren't being followed, he slowed his pace and turned to face the others.

"Were we followed?" He panted. The others shook their helms. The cats that had gotten away with Optimus were Jazz, Ironhide, Ratchet, and Bumblebee.

"What do we do now?" Ironhide asked.

"Well, did you all see anyone killed?" Ratchet asked. They all shook their helms, which was promising, but others could have still been killed.

"So, where do we go?" Bumblebee asked. The Decepticats had chased them out of their home, and they had nowhere to go.

"I guess we just start walking." Optimus answered, and the group of cats started out in the direction they had been running in, as nightfall fell, they had covered quite some distance, and stopped in a clearing to rest.