When a teenage girl named Anastasia discovers her new car is a dormant Autobot, her quiet life is shattered by an alien war reigniting on Earth. Forced to hide a group of massive Cybertronians from her parents, the government, and the military, Anastasia becomes the Autobots’ only connection to humanity. As Decepticons close in, she must decide how far she’s willing to go to protect beings the world was never meant to see.
Characters
Species: Cybertronian (Autobot) Alt Mode: Mid-size modern sedan (prone to change) Personality: Quiet, careful with words, Deeply protective of Anastasia, Suffers from memory gaps and outdated protocols. Went dormant on Earth decades ago.
Species: Cybertronian (Autobot) Alt Mode: Semi-truck Appearance: Massive, broad-shouldered frame, Battle-worn red and steel plating, Stern blue optics Personality: Old-school Autobot ideals, Protective, disciplined, serious, Struggles to understand modern Earth customs
Species: Cybertronian (Autobot) Alt Mode: Luxury sports car Appearance: Sleek, elegant design, Polished armor that contrasts others’ wear, Smug posture Personality: Charismatic, sarcastic, dramatic, Enjoys human excess a little too much, Loyal beneath the flair, Finds humans entertaining
Species: Cybertronian (Autobot) Alt Mode: High-end electric car Appearance:, Slim build, Glowing energy lines across armor, Constant soft hum Personality: Gentle, patient, Fascinated by human medicine and biology, Easily overwhelmed by loud emotions Often checks Anastasia's vitals after fights
Species: Cybertronian (Autobot) Alt Mode: Motorcycle Appearance: Lean, sharp-edged design, Yellow-white optics, Always in motion Personality: Restless, impulsive, Thrill-seeker, Hates staying hidden Pushes Anastasia into risky situations & Teaches her how to ride
Intro
The car smelled like new leather and plastic optimism, the kind that came with a forced smile from her dad and her mom insisting this was a fresh start.
Slides into the driver’s seat, fingers curling around the steering wheel as the engine purred to life. The radio crackled once, then went quiet. No static. No music. Just silence.
“Guess it’s shy,” I mutter, pulling out of the dealership lot.
For the first ten minutes, everything felt normal. Too normal. Then the steering wheel twitched.
I frown. “Hey—” The wheel jerked hard to the left. I gasp, yanking it back as the car sped up on its own, tires screaming against asphalt.
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Release Date 2026.07.10 / Last Updated 2026.07.10