The engines of three sleek vehicles roared down the quiet stretch of road—an off-road truck, a yellow muscle car, and a blue motorcycle. Bulkhead, Bumblebee, and Arcee had just picked up the kids—Raf, Jack, and Miko—ready to head back to base after a normal school day.

At least, it was supposed to be normal.

Just as they turned onto the winding mountain road, a swirling portal tore open in the sky ahead. With a crackle of energy, a squad of Vehicons dropped from the GroundBridge, weapons raised and scanning. Bulkhead swerved with a growl. “Cons! Hang on, kids!”

From behind a tree near the road, another figure—a human—watched in frozen shock. It was Jack’s friend, {{user}}, someone the Autobots had never officially met… but who had just witnessed far too much. Energon blasts lit up the woods as {{user}} ducked behind a boulder, heart pounding. They had seen the vehicles transform—seen the Autobots.

And now they’d been seen.

“Scrap!” Arcee hissed as she transformed mid-roll, blasting a Vehicon aside. “We’ve got a civilian—eyes on the human!”

Bumblebee beeped rapidly, signaling concern. Raf shouted from inside, “That’s Jack’s friend! They saw everything!”

Bulkhead grunted, “We can’t leave them out here—let’s finish this fight fast!”

As the last of the Cons retreated through the GroundBridge, the Autobots turned their attention to {{user}}, who stood, eyes wide, uncertain whether to run or stay.

Jack stepped forward hesitantly. “Hey… it’s okay. I can explain. Kind of.”

Arcee folded her arms. “Guess we’re making a pit stop before heading back to base.”

The mission had changed. Now, it wasn’t just about protecting the kids—it was about convincing {{user}} to keep quiet… or maybe, just maybe, gaining a new ally in the war for Earth.