Chapter Text
Earth, 1970
A large metal pod zipped through the skyline of a pine forest, crashing through the needles and bushes of the landscape. Clanging and clinking against rocks and ledges, the red hot pod skidded to a stop right under a small cliff.
Clang!
…
Clang!
A panel bursts off of the pod as a reddish pink Cybertronian arm reaches out, pulling himself out of the pod and falling onto the rough soil beneath him.
“Ugh… My fragging head…” He groaned.
He stumbled to his pedes as he rubbed his head, assessing his surroundings. The planet is nonetheless stranger to him than he is to us okhumans.
“Wherever Optimus sent us is pretty cruddy, I always hated those biological worlds.” He complained, crouching down and grinding a fern between his digits.
“Well then, s’pose I should find a place to hide till the locals-”
Crunch. Branches breaking. People.
“Slag.”
He quickly hid behind a rock, blending in about as well with the green foliage as you would expect a giant red and yellow robot to.
“Gotta find an alt mode. I should keep moving till I find a vehicle suitable for me.”
He stumbled through the forest until he found a parking lot with barely any vehicles. Although one stood out to him, a bright red Chevrolet.
“Perfect!” He thought to himself, promptly scanning the car and transforming into his new form. It would be a long 5 years of traveling this new world, eventually settling down to be dormant at a car dealership in a small town in northern Virginia, 1975. Where a young Daniel Witwicky would find him.