What's this? An actual update from me? And a story, none-the-less? Anyways, this is in the TFP Universe and takes place during the episode 'Convoy'.

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Joseph Connors, 28, and his younger brother, Drake Connors, 26, both of them Marines, waited silently in Special Agent Fowler's office, both unsure why, though Joseph suspected it was about some prank his younger brother had pulled. There was five minutes of silence before Agent Fowler came in and sat at his desk.

"Do you know why I've brought you two here?" He asked.

"No, but I suppose it has something to do with some prank Drake put together?" Joseph raised an eyebrow at his brother.

"No," Drake huffed. "I haven't pulled any pranks…. Yet."

Fowler rolled his eyes. "No, it's because I've been looking through your reports," He motioned to two manila folders on his desk, "And I've found out you two are the best candidates for a job I have in mind." Drake looked at him curiously, while Joseph, the more serious sibling, raised an eyebrow.

"Have you boys heard of any rumors about giant robots?" Fowler asked.

Joseph nodded. "We've heard rumors from the Air Force soldiers, but that's it..."

"And we've learned not to really listen to anything the Air Force guys say…" Drake nodded, as well.

"Well, we're transporting a nuclear device to another base, and that's how we're getting it there. I want you two to come and help, just in case." Fowler explained. The two brothers were silent for a bit.

"So… how to giant robots fit into this?" Drake asked.

"You'll understand soon."

*That Afternoon*

Joseph and Drake stood on the tarmac, looking around.

"It's hot." Drake grumbled. Joseph nodded; Nevada was a lot different than Missouri. They had originally been staying at a small military in base in Missouri after they had received word they'd be moving, but neither of them expected it to be in Nevada. "What time did Agent Fowler say he'd be here?" He adjusted his sunglasses.

Joseph checked his watch, which read 2:36 PM. "Sometime today."

Around five minutes later, both brothers noticed a strange convoy of vehicles; a red and blue Peterbuilt semi, a blue motorcycle, a yellow and black Camaro, and a green vehicle similar to an SUV. Each vehicle pulled up in a line, and Agent Fowler stepped out of the semi.

"Boys, I'd like you to meet the Autobots." Fowler walked towards them. As he finished his sentence, the four vehicles suddenly started shifting and, within moments, the four vehicles were now metal humanoid figures. Drake's jaw dropped instantly, while Joseph lifted up his sunglasses to see better, his eyebrows raised halfway up his forehead.

"I didn't think you were serious!" Drake glanced at Fowler before looking back before him. Joseph stood in shocked silence.

"This is Bumblebee, Bulkhead, Arcee, and their leader, Optimus Prime." The agent introduced them.

Joseph looked at his brother. "... Looks like the Air Force rumors were right."

"Anyways, the 'Bots are here to help transport a Dynamic Nuclear Generation System, or 'Dingus', for short." Fowler began. "My plane was shot down, and I needed help finishing the job."

"What are we here for, then?" Drake asked curiously.

"Extra security." With that statement, the Dingus was loaded up quickly into Optimus Prime's trailer, along with Arcee for more protection. "Joseph, you'll be with me and Prime. Drake, you'll go with Bulkhead." Drake nodded and headed towards the moss green SUV. Joseph followed the agent and sat in the passenger seat of the semi's cab, feeling awkward as to sit in a living machine. Once they were on the road, there was silence before Fowler tried to make small talk.

"So, where are you two from? I only glanced through your military files, not the personal ones."

"Small town in Missouri." Joseph put on a pair of sports sunglasses to block the sun shining through the windshield. (If you want specifics, Polaroid Scott Sport Sunglasses.)

"Parents?"

"Military parents. Drake and I were born on a military base before we had to go to Missouri for schooling and such." The 28-year old shrugged.

"So… got a special girl at home?"

Joseph paused for a few moments before speaking. "… No." After his answer, there was more silence until Fowler put his hands on the steering wheel.

"Ah-a, no need, Agent Fower. I will handle the driving." Optimus' voice rumbled through the radio, causing Joseph to jump slightly in surprise.

"… It's going to be a long trip." Fowler crossed his arms. Joseph chuckled silently and checked the time on his phone, which read 2:59 PM. There was more silence, in which Fowler tried to convince Optimus to turn on the radio, which was a completely failed endeavor. After more silence, Fowler and Optimus started a discussion on whether there had been any other evil on Earth before the 'Decepticons' came, in which Joseph voiced his confusion. After a quick explanation of the Autobots' enemies, Fowler was cut off when he peered through the side window of the driver's seat.

"That's the one! The 'Con who shot me down! Who is he? Wingnut, Dingbat, Skyguy?" He peered at it. Joseph leaned over and just barely spotted a helicopter.

"Optimus, we got five tailgate-rs." Bulkhead's voice came through the radio. Joseph rolled down his window and leaned out, Fowler copying the action, and both men spotted five green sport cars behind the convoy.

"Maintain cover and stay in vehicular mode." Optimus commanded to the others. One of the cars suddenly pulled up beside Optimus' cab and the window rolled down to reveal a masked man, who pointed a gun at Fowler. Joseph's hand immediately shot to the inside of his jacket and pulled out the pistol he tended to carry around and quickly leaned in front of Fowler, pointing the pistol at the masked man. Both men holding guns were distracted when the Autobot by the name of Bumblebee flipped one of the other cars, but Joseph's attention shot back to the cars when another drove up beside Optimus. Joseph quickly fired a bullet at the first car's tire and it veered away a short distance and the window rolled up.

"You carry a pistol?" Fowler asked Joseph as he leaned back.

"Sorry, forgot to tell you." He rolled down his own window and leaned his front half out the window to look at the others. When he turned back, he found Fowler to be gone. Joseph quickly moved to the other side of the cab just in time to see Fowler climb in the area between the trailer and Optimus' cab. Thinking quickly, Joseph opened the door and edged very carefully along the side of the cab before shuffling between the trailer and cab. He managed to catch sight of Fowler grabbing one of them asked men by the collar before the man jumped to the side and back to one of the sports cars. The man didn't have much time for relief before Optimus suddenly veered and knocked the car off the side of the mountain road.

*With Drake and Bulkhead*

"… Yep. It's about to hit the fan." Drake straightened as he watched the car was shoved off the road. He unbuckled his seat belt and pulled out his pistol, rolling down the window.

"What are you doing?" Bulkhead instantly asked.

"Helping." Drake innocently replied before leaning out the window and firing a few bullets at the tires of the nearest green sports car. He managed to hit one of the tires, and it popped instantly, the driver swerving for only a moment before regaining control. While Drake was distracted with the car beside them, another drove up and blasted the back of Optimus' trailer open, in which Arcee jumped out in her motorcycle mode and flip the car back, which landed on the one Drake had shot at, causing an explosion as Bulkhead veered away.

"Drake had quickly leaned back away from the explosion, ducking down. After a few moments he sat back up and rubbed his forehead. "Thank goodness; still have both eyebrows."

"Get back buckled, we're getting close the rendezvous point." Bulkhead said quickly. Drake nodded and sat back in the driver's seat. Drake dug his nails into the seat cushion as Bulkhead suddenly veered off the road and down a sharp ditch, following the others alongside a train track, where a train was clattering along, and into a tunnel. Drake glanced behind him as Bulkhead collapsed the tunnel behind them and the train before catching up with the others. He watched through the semi darkness of the tunnel as Bumblebee, now in his regular form, jumped onto the top of the train and shifted the Dingus inside the rail car. His eyes widened as he spotted a form jumping from Optimus' cab and into the rail car, and recognized his brother.

"Mind speeding up so I can join Joseph?" Drake asked. Though he was a little unsure, Bulkhead obliged and pulled up near the rail car. Drake opened the passenger door and timed his jump correctly, landing in the rail car. Joseph looked in surprise and helped him to his feet. "Thanks." He nodded to his brother and glanced over his shoulder as Bumblebee shut the rail car door.

Joseph moved forward and inspected the Dingus curiously, but didn't touch it.

"Wonder what it does…" Drake mused, moving forward. Joseph was about to speak when he looked at his brother and noticed Drake was outlined in a blue green light. He straightened, eyes narrowed, as a swirling vortex of the same colored light took form at the other end of the rail car. Two teenagers appeared from in, and all four looked at each other in complete confusion. The teenage girl was the first to speak.

"Who are you!?" She stared.

"Did they just come out of a swirling green blue thing of air!?" Drake stared at his brother.

The other teenager spoke, an older male. "Woah, woah; who are you two?"

"Fowler didn't say this would happen!" Drake stared at the two teenagers.

"Wait, you know Fowler?" The teenage boy spoke.

"Yes, he called us in for this mission. Who are you?" Joseph spoke.

"I'm Miko, and this is Jack." The girl spoke. "We know Fowler, too."

Joseph nodded. "Alright…"

"Is no one going to talk about what just happened!?" Drake gestured with his arms towards the two teenagers. "That green thing that they appeared out of!?"

The girl named Miko pointed to Joseph's pistol, which he was holding. "Cool." Joseph rolled his eyes and jumped, startled, when cut lines started to appear in the roof of the rail car.

"Well, looks like we got company." Drake pulled out his own pistol. Miko picked up a fire axe and Jack picked up a fire extinguisher. The two brothers glanced at each other, but said nothing, and aimed their pistols at the roof of the rail car. Joseph fired a bullet at one of the tools cutting the rail car, and it stopped, but only for a moment before the cutting started again. The roof was peeled back and a handful of the masked men looked down at them. Joseph and Drake immediately opened fire, aiming for legs and torsos to avoid killing anyone. Completely taken by surprise of the sudden gunfire, a few of the goons leaned out of sight, but one grabbed a gun and shot at Joseph, managing to land a bullet in his shoulder. Joseph stumbled back and clutched his shoulder, which instantly started to bleed. Drake shot a few more rounds with a vengeance when the masked men suddenly disappeared out of sight. Both Jack and Miko were staring with wide eyes at Joseph's blood soaked shoulder. Drake heard a faint explosion and opened the rail car door, peering ahead to see the tracks blown out.

"Son of a bi-!" He cut himself off and looked at the others. "We may have to jump for it. Tracks are blown out."

"Joy." Joseph groaned and leaned slightly out to look. Both Marines suddenly jumped back as Optimus sped past the rail car and grabbed the front of the train, digging his heels into the ground to force the train to a stop. There were a few painstaking moments as the train neared the broken tracks, but was finally stopped. The two teenagers behind them sighed in instant relief. Drake jumped down onto the ground first, followed by Jack, Miko, and then Joseph, who gritted his teeth harshly as the landing jolted through his legs and shoulders.

"Alright, let me take a look at your shoulder." Drake turned to his brother. Joseph painfully shrugged off his jacket, the left side of his white t-shirt soaked in red blood. "Great…" The younger brother grimaced. Drake glanced behind him slightly as he heard Optimus walk up behind him.

"Are you all alright?" The mech asked.

"We're fine." Miko motioned to herself and Jack. "Not so sure about that guy." She pointed to Joseph.

"What happened?" The Prime knelt down and peered at Joseph.

Joseph shrugged his uninjured arm. "I got shot." He said nonchalantly. The other Autobots soon arrived, along with Fowler, who looked in Joseph's arm in shock.

"They shot you?" He asked, walking forward.

"Doesn't hurt that bad." The pain in his shoulder had been reduced to a dull, throbbing pain.

"We'll get you fixed up; sorry it happened."

Joseph shrugged. "It could've been worse. I could've been shot in the head, or chest."

"… Now what?" Drake asked.

"Well, now that those M.E.C.H goons are gone, the 'Bots and I will finish the job, while you four will go back to base." Fowler answered.

"Base?" Joseph and Drake echoed. A few moments later, another of the green blue vortex's opened up nearby, and Miko and Jack headed through. Drake and Joseph paused before shrugging and following at a more cautious pace.

"Well… this was an eventful day." Joseph.

"Met some giant robots, had a gun fight, saw some explosions, you got shot; yep." Drake nodded. "I'd say so." The two brothers followed the teenagers, each going silent in their own thoughts as they walked through the vortex that led to who knows where.