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// TFA fusion 
// Story: Story ideas and snippets 
// by blake0831 
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Twilight Sparkle violently swerved to the side, nearly tipping herself over. Moments later, the energy blasts from one of the three pursuing air-borne Decepticons impacted the the piece of terrain she had avoided, cratering the road and spraying her with dust and small debris.

As she sped along the empty expressway, swerving and dodging about in panic, she frantically thought to herself, "How did I get myself into this mess?!?"

She was an ordinary civilian scholar and archeologist, albeit one sponsored by Celestia Prime herself. During an expedition, she had uncovered some vague references to something called "The Elements of ~something~ (the name had been lost at this point)" and what looked like a map. The next thing she knew, the Decepticons were after her!

She couldn't call home for help, as the the off-world comms were jammed. Now, she desperately running for her spark!

"Eep!", she squeaked as she spotted a Decepticon unleashing a pair of missiles at her. In a flash, she transformed and jumped in desperation.

"BOOM!!!"

"Ow..." She had dodged the missiles, but they had hit the ground too close to her and the force of the explosions had caught and thrown her. She groaned as she forced herself to sit up, ignoring the pains and damages she had sustained. She blearily looked up, as the three Decepticons closed it for the kill.

Suddenly, a pink beam lanced out of nowhere and winged one of her pursuers. As the Decepticon crashed, it's comrades were suddenly assaulted by a barrage of rapid-fire energy blasts. Overwhelmed by the sudden ambush, the two Decepticons break off pursuit and flew/limped away to safety.

A deep rumble caught Twilight's attention, and she turned her head to see a dull-pink assault tank made it's way towards her from its' hiding place. The emblem of the Autobot Guard was embossed on the turret housing the main gun.

"Are you functional?" the tank asked in a flat voice. Twilight recognized her as the Autobot Guard mulit-changer, Pinkie Pie. One of the rare few bots that could assume more than one alt-mode. She still wasn't certain how many modes Pinkie Pie actually have.

As Twilight struggled to right herself, she asked, "What happened to the others?"

Pinkie Pie responded in a flat, monotonic voice, "Autobot Guard Captain AppleJack is currently negotiating with a civilian merchant named Rarity in order to secure a long-distance capable replacement spacecraft. Autobot Medic Fluttershy has departed in order to retrieve an old acquaintance, a civilian stunt-flyer named Rainbow Dash to serve as a suitable replacement pilot." She paused for a moment, before continuing, "Scholar Twilight Sparkle. We must now proceed to the spaceport. I will escort you."

Twilight couldn't help but gave a slight shudder as she transformed into her six-wheeled mobile telescope alt-mode, ignoring the complaints from her chassis. Multi-changers like Pinkie Pie were also unique because they were mentally... 'different'. Pinkie Pie had so far demonstrated that her alt-modes were connected to her multiple, nearly distinct personalities. Which alt-mode she assumed is dependent on the dominant personality at the time. Pinkie Pie was usually a cheerful, fun-loving, party-loving bot, which matches neatly to the alt-mode of a civilian Energon Catering truck. Whenever she's feeling particularly mischievous, the alt-mode was a civilian high-speed VTOL vehicle.

And whenever things get serious (like now), the grim, no-nonsense 'Pinkamena' takes over. It was so far in contrast to what Twilight had seen of her other 'moods' as far that this particular one gives her the creeps.

She shook herself out of her thoughts. Now is not the time to dwell on this sort of thing! She must get to the space-port! She had been lucky enough that this small squad of Autobot Guards were nearby and willing to help her.

She quickly sped towards the space-port, with Pinkamena rumbling alongside her, her main gun traversing back and forth scanning for attackers.