I'm not taking credit for writing this chapter or the prologue since they were both written by Silver-Ashley

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Fleur Flower.

A name that was lightly known throughout the small neighborhood that she, and her two mothers live in.

A girl with a brilliant Lawyer for a maternal mother and a well-known mechanic for a paternal mother.

Fleur had plenty to live up to. Being one of the last of the Witwicky line(Not that anyone else knew it), being the daughter of two well-known and respected women, and being from a well-respected family with ties all across the world. The heiress to the BumbleBee Company thanks to her grandmother, Charlie Watson and her grandfather, Guillermo "Memo" Gutierrez.

While the Flower-Gutierrez family is greatly well-known, plenty has happened to the families in the past. And more will come for them in the future.

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It was another normal day for Fleur when it happened.

Finish doing her home-school work, helping her mother with her mechanic job, heading to the small supermarket down the road to top up the fridge, then heading back home to dinner with her mothers.

Except, this time. The schedule went a little off track when a glowing light blinded her for a second then she disappeared into thin air(at least to the people around her).

Falling through a strange dark portal with dark purple sparks surrounding her, was not what she had in mind when she imaged an adventure.

Nor was falling out of a wall into a battlefield between two robots.

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Fleur blinked as her eyes adjusted to the blinding light. Ringing present in her ears as she fell, her hands grazing the ground.

"Scrap," Fleur muttered, the familiar family curse leaving her lips as she turned her hands over to look at the small amounts of blood that leaked from the cuts from the gravel she landed on, "Seriously," she grumbled.

Fleur cursed herself as she raised herself onto her knees carefully, wiping her hands on her jean, her eyes narrowed in confusion as she looked around at her surroundings.

"What the hell," Fleur blinked in surprise at the concrete rumbled mess around her.

A sudden stomping noise made Fleur jerk her head towards the east where she saw the cause of the noise, "Oh, my, god."

Fleur gaped at the two giant robots fighting each other. Each one of them different colors. One that was colored a sort of beige color and had inscriptions that Fleur couldn't read on its side and the other was a worn goldish color.

"I'm an Autobot! Assholes!" the golden bot grunted out as he dodged a massive bullet from the beige one.

Fleur shrieked as the two battling robots smashed into the building that she was in, the golden one only just missing her smaller body as she backed up to the wall she had come through.

"Oh, scrap," The golden one muttered as he glanced down at her, hidden curiosity in his optics as well as worry, before a small rocket was launched at him from the other one.

The golden bot's optics widened and he quickly grabbed Fleur, protecting her from the missile as he turned his back to take the impact of the missle.

"You alright?" he grunted out.

Fleur nodded mutely before her eyes widened as she looked in a reflection of some scrap metal, "Look out!"

The bot turned his head to look behind him before another missile impacted his back, causing him to drop Fleur who went flying through the air before landing on the ground.

The golden bot groaned before growling, turning around and tearing apart the beige robot with no remorse in his celeste blue optics.

Fleur's eyes widened as she watched the legs of the beige bot fall to the ground, with the golden bot wiping his servos against each other as if to rid them of dirt/dust.

The bot then realised that Fleur wasn't there and spun around looking for her until his optics landed on her, softening in relief, "You, alright, kid?" he asked.

Fleur nodded, "Thank you."

The bot grinned, "No problem, Kid."

"My name's Fleur," Fleur smiled as she stood up finally, dusting her hands on her jeans, wincing slightly as her open wounds brushed against the denim.

The bot paused as if thinking before smiling as he crouched down slightly, "The designation's Canopy."

"Nice to meet you," Fleur smiled before it turned to a frown, "Would you mind telling me what- er, where I am?"

Canopy looked at her curiously, "Wouldn't you know?" He asked.

"Funny story," Fleur chuckled nervously, "I may have arrived here throughawallinthemiddleofyourbattle?"

Canopy blinked his surprise, "You did what now?"

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After a quick retell of what happened to her this afternoon. Or was it morning? Canopy was looking at her curiously as Fleur shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.

Canopy was about to say something before his helm jerked towards the west, "We need to get cover."

Fleur nodded, an amused grin as she thought of a joke, "Why need cover when you have Canopy," She joked.

Canopy looked at her, puzzlement on his faceplates, "What?"

"Nevermind," Fleur waved it off, "Just a joke."

Canopy's optical ridges furrowed thoughtfully, "You know...." He trailed off, "That might not be a bad idea."

Fleur looked up at him curiously, before is sunk in, "Oh...."