The autobots walk through the ground bridge, Arcee still holding me. When they got through, Arcee immediately brings my unconscious body over to Ratchet. "Ratchet, can you make sure he's okay? Please?" Arcee asks, almost pleading. "Sure. Put him on the medical berth. I'll take a look at his vitals, and definitely give him some X-Rays." He tells Arcee. She smiles, and goes to place me on the medical berth. The medical berth in question looks like a larger version of a metal medical bed, hence the name. Once Arcee places me onto the medical berth. He grabs some tools, and starts examining my body. 

As he continues to examine my body, his eyes widen in astonishment, then awe, then shock. "What's wrong?" Arcee asks. "I'm looking at his vitals, and it appears that he doesn't have blood like a normal human. Or normal limbs." He explains. "What do you mean Ratchet?" Optimus asks. "Well, it appears when the Allspark fused with him, his blood slowly changed to what appears to be energon..." Ratchet trailed off. Optimus's, Arcee's, Bulkhead's, and Bumblebee's eyes widened. "Wait, what does that mean?" Bulkhead asked. "It means that the Allspark had some sort of affect on his bodily functions." He explains. "You said something about he doesn't have normal limbs?" Optimus asks. "Yes, it looks like he has some sort of cybernetic limbs. But looking at the x-rays, there doesn't seem to be a way for them to open as we saw, so my best guess is that the Allspark had something to do with that too." Ratchet explains.

"That does make sense when you think about it." Bulkhead says. Soon, my body starts to convulse a bit. I looked like I was in pain. "Ratchet, what's happening?!" Arcee asks. "The power of the Allspark is too much for him!" Ratchet starts to panic a bit. Quickly thinking, and mainly out of instinct, Arcee rushes over to me, and puts her hand on my chest. She feels the power surge transferring to her. My body stops shaking, and I feel better. "Good thinking Arcee." Optimus says, a bit of worry on his face as well. Arcee feels full of energy now. I look like I'm about to wake up.

(You)

I suddenly gain my vision. But I'm not awake. I quickly look around, to make sure this isn't another nightmare. It isn't, but it was... unnerving to say the least. It looked like a sort of weirder version of my house. Not twisted, or dirty. More technological. I walked up to the front door, and went inside. The inside looked more technological as well. Less wood, and more metal. I walked into the living room, soon hearing a familiar voice. "Well, hey kid." The voice said. I look who said it, and see a guy. He looked like Keanu Reeves, but a more roughed up version. He had a metal, chrome left arm. He had had a cigar in his mouth, and was wearing red aviators.

"Keanu Reeves?" I ask. "Wow, don't recognize my voice?" He asks, smirking a bit. "Johnny?" I ask. "Bingo kid." He says, pulling the cigar out of his mouth. "Why do you look like that?" I ask. "Eh, did a bit of digging about your planet's media. Apparently a lot of people like this character." He says. "Well, considering the actor and the game he comes from, yeah, a lot of people do." I say. Johnny smiles a bit, before taking another drag of his cigarette. "So, you wanted me to explain some shit?" He asks, breathing out smoke. "Oh right. Yeah. So how did you get in my head?" I ask. "Well, you know the Allspark?". "Yeah, the cube with engravings? What about it?". "Well, I'm the Allspark in technical terms.". "You're the Allspark?" I ask.

"Yeah. You were the first person that found me, so you became my host." He took another drag of his cigar. "And I fused with you in better terms." He blew smoke out. "So, when the clicking noise happened, that was the Allspark about to fuse with me?" I ask. "Mhm." He hums. "Okay, and about the weapons that came out of my arms... were they you?" I ask. "Yup. It was easier for me to do it since your cybernetics exist. I was able to enhance them with some armaments." He says casually. "Huh, thanks for that by the way." I say. "No problem kid. Now, anything else?" He asks. "One more thing. So, sometimes I feel pain flood my body, and symbols and voices appear in my vision and hearing. What's that?" I ask. "Well, that's because the power the Allspark contains is too much for you. But your body is changing, to become more use to it." He explains.

"Changing?" I ask. "Yeah. The Allspark is changing your bodily functions. Strengthening your organs, changing your human blood to cybertronian blood, which is called energon." Once again, he explains. "Huh, so I'm not human technically?" I ask. "No, you still are, it's just you have a bit of cybertronian in ya'." He drops the cigar on the floor. "So, where are we right now?" I ask. "Right now, we're in your head. You're currently unconscious." He says. Soon, I feel as if I'm starting to fade. "What the hell?!" I start to panic a bit. "Don't worry kid, you're just waking up. Talk to ya' later." Johnny says, waving me off.

Soon, I wake up to the sight of Arcee standing over me. Her face looks relieved, like how she looked when she picked me up. "Oh, hey Arcee..." I say drowsily. I push myself up and rub my eyes. I look around the room, seeing the other bots who were fighting alongside Arcee. "Um... hi?" I say. The tallest of the bunch, who I assume is their leader, walks over to me. "Hello human. I assume you have some questions?" He says. "Yeah, I do." I reply. "I'll answer the simple ones. I'm Optimus Prime. Leader of the autobots." He says. "Okay, that answers one of my questions. Who're the rest of you? Aside from Arcee." I say. "The green one is Bulkhead. He's our demolitions expert." Optimus says. "Hey, you need something wrecked, I'm your guy." Bulkhead says, while slamming his fist into his palm. "The black and yellow one is Bumblebee. He's our other scout aside from Arcee." Optimus says.

Bumblebee lets off some beeps. "What?" I ask. "Bee lost his voice back on Cybertron. Haven't been able to get his voice back since." Bulkhead says. "Oh, sorry for ya pal." I say to Bumblebee. Bumblebee shrugs his shoulders in response. "Okay. So, why're you all here?" I ask. "Well, after we left our planet, we landed here. We're possibly the last of the autobots left alive. We're unsure however. And finally, there's our medic Ratchet." He says, pointing to a white and red bot. "If you need any injuries taken care of, just come to me. Anything other than that, don't bother me." He says to me. "We both sound alike." I say. Ratchet smirks a bit, but soon goes back to his computer.

"Okay human. What is your name?" Optimus asks. "My name is F/n." I reply. I look around the room, and see that it's a sort of repurposed military bunker of sorts. "Nice place." I say. I stand up, and stretched. Arcee looked cautious for some reason, watching every small action I do. "So, am I stuck in here or...?" I trailed off. "Well, yes. It's a safety precaution we have to take in order to conceal our presence to the rest of the humans of your planet." He says. "So, I'm not allowed to go home?" I ask for clarification. "Yes." Optimus said. "I would normally have an issue with that, but I don't really have a house to go back to. The decepticons destroyed that when they tried to capture me the second time." I say.

"Your home was destroyed?!" Arcee asks. "Yeah, but it doesn't matter at this point." I say. Arcee stares at me with a slight sorrowful expression. "Well that is unfortunate. I am sorry that happened to you." Optimus says. "It's fine. Didn't really have anything of importance in there." I say. Optimus nods lightly. "Well, for your stay here, Arcee will be your guardian. There's a small compartment in her room which contains that of a sleeping quarters for you." Optimus says. "Wow, really? Thanks." I say. "You're welcome. There is also something else I have to ask. Are you willing to be part of our team to drive the decepticons from your planet?" He asks. I think for a bit, before answering. "Sure, why not. Now that I know I can take a hit, along with a little bit of help." I say. Optimus agrees. "Arcee, will you show F/n where he'll be sleeping?" He asks Arcee. 

Arcee nods, and motions me to follow her. "Come on F/n." She says. "Okay." I say, and start to follow her. She starts leading me to a hallway, walking down it. I followed behind, looking around. My gaze stops on Arcee. I notice how short I am compared to her. From my perspective, I have a perfect angle of her ass as she walked. I see that she has armor covering in between her legs. "So, Ratchet said you have cybernetic limbs?" She asked, while looking at me and put a hand on her hip as she walked. I realized I was staring, and look away, blushing. "Yeah, I do. I had them before any of this happened. I was in an accident involving me and a big rig. Head on collision. Resulted in my limbs and most of my internal organs being crushed." I still had a blush on my face. "Oh, sorry for asking." She says solemnly. "It's okay. It doesn't really bother me." I say. We continue walking for a bit.

"And here we are." She says. She walks in front of a large door, and opens it. "It's not much, but it's a place to sleep. You sleep in there." She pointed to a door that's my size, and isn't too far from her bed I presume. "That's doubly convenient." I say. Soon, Optimus's voice was heard from the hallway. "F/n! Ratchet wants to know if he can do some tests on you." Optimus says as he walks into the room. "Sure, why not?" I say and walk out of the room. I fail to notice Arcee staring at me with a slight blush on her face, and a content smile. Things seem to be getting better from the looks of it.

Getting better.