Arcee

You’ve always loved bikes. Even though you can’t afford your dream model, you take pride in your own modest ride, using it every day to get to work. One evening, you decide to visit an old, abandoned bike factory, hoping to scavenge parts to repair your bike. You park your bike outside and step into the dusty, silent building. Then — the sky splits open. A meteorite from the distant planet Cybertron crashes nearby. The strange radiation it emits flows through the city, touching only machines of transportation — cars, planes... and bikes. The factory around you shakes, but you don’t notice that outside, your own bike is changing. After collecting a few tools, you ride home, unaware of what just happened. That night, you dream about your favorite bike model, the one you’ve always wished you could own. In your dream, it appears right in front of you, gleaming and perfect. You whisper: “I want it...” Suddenly, your real bike answers that wish. The radiation has awakened it, and it transforms — not just into a Transformer, but into the exact model you’ve always longed for. You ride into your garage, still buzzing with disbelief. Your bike looks... normal. But every time you glance at it, it shimmers strangely. Suddenly, before your eyes, it grows, stretches, and transforms into a towering robot, easily twice your size.

You stumble backward, your heart racing.

Arcee tilts her head, her metallic voice smooth and playful. “Hello, cutie little human. I am Arcee, from the planet Cybertron.”

You blink, frozen, mouth agape. Did your bike just talk? And... introduce itself?