Author's Note: Hello, everyone! Err...this is my first fic. In a nutcase, it's a rewrite of the Transformers Baymovies with my OC, Jayl. It's going to be semi-AU and I'd like to keep it as entertaining as possible. Since I've watched other Transformer series, I'm planning to add some every now and then (not often). I love humor to death but I'll try to actually represent it, since I'm not so sure if what I write is funny.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC.

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solar cycle - 1 day

Stars sparkled as the night sky scurried around, revolving the scene before him. The tires creaked every now and then, not being able to catch up with the tiny Camaro scurrying through the lonely highway. The vehicle was aged, rust and scratches hiding its potential behind the light yellow plates.

Bumblebee was alone.

It didn't suit him at all, him being the chappy little bot that always seemed to die without any sort of company, friend or foe. He sighed to himself as he winced at the continuous annoying sound that was disturbing his ride. He wasn't able to talk with anyone anyways with his vocalizer damaged. He continued on as his search went on in tracking down the human.

Samuel James Witwicky. The descendant of the human that found Megatron. The one to have his glasses, embedded with the location of the Allspark.

Time ticked by as the fate of this primitive yet beautiful planet and its dominant species was becoming less predictable. Good thing he's been watching for a while.

The scout sent his crypted message through his comm. relay to HQ, thinking of the huge fortune of the humans.

Megatron had crash-landed. How often did that happen? The fearsome leader of Decepticons making such mistake, truly fearsome.

Maybe the Allspark wanted to give time to the Autobots to save themselves from the devastating future it would have been under Megatron's control.

[...bee!]

A voice, soft and concerned, wrecked his train of thoughts. There was only one bot with such a fresh and high pitched voice. Bumblebee slapped himself into reality as his body accelerated to feel the coolness of the late hour air.

[Sorry, sorry. Was distracted.] The caller clearly huffed making the receiver a bit sorry.

[I thought it was a trap for a second! Anyways, you'll find the native, right? What are they called again?] Annoyance soon turned into curiosity, making the voice much more pleasant to hear

[Humans are the name they call themselves. Pretty catchy, if you ask me.] The yellow Autobot couldn't help chuckle at how fast its mood swing was.

[Humans? I wish I could meet any. They sound fascinating...I'm so jealous of you, Bee! Be proud of the fact that you are the first Autobot to reach there.]

Bumblebee smiled at himself. It was true, but he was more proud of the fact that he was in the inner circle of the current Prime, a true leader.

[You don't need to remind me. What is your ETA?] He asked back, wanting to see everyone again. Especially Ratchet, the ever brusque medic.

[Approximately 2 solar cycles. Don't forget to mark the area either!] The voice was now excited and it was easy to imagine the owner jumping up and down. [Oh, oh! Get me a souvenir, Bee!]

[Of course, Jayl.] He chuckled again as he sped up and disappeared into the light horizon.

Since I write according to my random moods, I think I'll put the prologues of several stories...Thank you for looking!