Bringing ChangeDisclaimer: Transformers in any of it's incarnations is NOT mine!Bringing ChangeThe shard of the All-Spark had been kept out of Decepticon hands, but the damage from the battle was being estimated in the millions and it was rising. He felt shame that they had brought this upon the humans of the world."Why the long face my vertically gifted friend?" The voice came from audio level and he quickly whipped his head around only to come optic to eye level with woman quietly sitting on the remains of an overpass. His optics flicked off and on in a blink as he processed the strange question."I am as I was manufactured by my creator and ..." He peered at the woman closely, taking in her tanned, weathered, wrinkled skin. The streaks of gray in her long dark brown dred-locks, and her green eyes. "I do not believe we have ever met."The woman chuckled in a motherly fashion as she arranged her clay coloured skirt over her legs.