The Ultimate Battle.

A Twilight and Transformer Combo Fanfic.

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Characters:

Cullens: All plus Jacob

Transformers: Arcee, Bumbleebee, Optimus Prime, Ironhide, Rachet, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Jetfire.

Humans: Sam Witwicky, Mikaela Banes

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- Jasper's POV-

Ah, California. Nothing ever happens in California. This is why my brothers and sisters moved here. It is sunny, and rarely rainy. Carlisle made it able for us to live here sometimes in the day also. I love this place!

Carlisle was able to create a concoction that my family and I lather on our skin that acts like a sun block to us so our skin doesn't sparkle in the light. Sort of like an invisible coat on us.

Every night I love going out on their long strips of pavement and ride on my totally awesome motorcycle. I get a new one every few months. We've been keeping conspicuous for about a year now and things were going great. We decided about a year and a half ago that we had stayed in Forks Washington too long and we all moved here. That's me, my love Alice, Carlisle and Esme, my 'parents,' Emmett and Rosalie, and Edward, Bella, and Renesmee, my niece. Ha, never in my foggiest imaginations would I think of ever saying niece under any circumstances in a conversation involving my family.

Of course, she took her 'dog' too. Her boyfriend's name is Jacob who can faze into a wolf body.

It was an average night; exactly the same. The nitrogen I was able to work into my gas tank was burning up, causing me to fly over the road, it is amazing, but do not intend it for the average human. If you didn't know, I'm not human… by far. My family and I are vampires, but we only drink animal blood. Anyways, I was riding along, when a shiny, dark blue bike comes racing beside me. I was stunned that it would be able to keep up with me, but somehow was able to arrange my face before I heard, "Hey there! Wanna race?"

I blinked; it was a woman under that bulky helmet. "Um, yes?" I said unsure.

"Okay then, I can hear the nitro in your tank," she laughed while speaking, "Don't worry, it doesn't bother me. And, Ready! Set! GO!"

As if she wasn't going fast enough, the bike floored it 30 feet ahead of me. How was this girl so…confident? I sped up to her while thinking. Doesn't she know that know-a-days, I could be a psycho? Whatever. I hit the gas again, the nitrogen catapulting me forward, closing the distance between us. She looked back-her head not turned towards the soon winding road- and with her fingers, waved 'bye-bye' as she sped forward again! How fast was her bike! Geesh!

I was finally able to be neck and neck with her when I asked, "Where do we stop?!"

"Whenever your willing to give up!" she answered gleefully.

"How about 2 miles from now?"

She paused talking for a moment, through her purple translucent in the front of her helmet, and with my incredible eyesight, I could see her purse her lips.

"I guess so." She said almost sad, but then smirked and rounded the next corner. I pushed on till I thought the pedal would break and saw her only 10 feet ahead brake suddenly, making a large C in the dirt. In amazement, my motorcycle went farther by about 25 meters. I turned and got back to her, she was just taking off her helmet.

"That was an amazing stop." I noted.

"Thanks," I looked at her face. It was oddly…normal, yet a bit more attractive than an 'everyday gal.' She had a big smile and long strait, light brown hair. She was only three inches at the least shorter than me, and I'm pretty tall. She had to be around 19.

"Good race?" she asked kindly, extending her hand. I nodded and shook her leather-gloved hand. It was very hard, but who am I to talk!

"I'm Arcee."

I smiled, "That's a beautiful name, I'm Jasper."

"Hello Jasper." She looked back, her eyes intent on the road we came from, as if calculating something. "Whoa, we went about 15 miles. What kind of bike is that? I don't know of one that goes that fast."

"It's new, I forget the name." That's what a normal human would say, right? I don't have much experience with this.

Her grin became wider looking back down the road, "Just wait till I tell them about this." She murmured to herself.

"Would it be impolite to ask who 'they' are?"

She looked up and cocked an eyebrow at me, "Them? Oh,oh,oh, yeah, those are my…brothers."

I didn't miss the short pause in her words. "Brothers?"

"Well, most of them are. It's really my boyfriend, his twin brother, our guardian, and my four other brothers. We all live together, it's a long story."

"Wow, and I thought my family was big, I have a two foster brothers, four foster sisters, my guardians, and one of my sister's boyfriend lives near us." We had to say that Renesmee was my sister because of her tremendous growth.

"Cool. Hey, I've got to ride around 60 miles back, care to join me?"

"Yeah, I should be near your house too, I have just about that." So we talked for the 45 minutes it took us to get back home since we floored it the whole way, and it could be me, but it felt as if we were both guarding something. Anyhow, she was really nice and easy to get along with. We reached her house and she asked me if I'd want to meet her family. I had to refuse, but promised to come back tomorrow.

It was about 5 minutes from my house going 9-oh, and was greeted by Alice as soon as I stepped n the door. "Hello, Jasper!" she pecked me on the cheek. She knew I liked how her mood felt.

Renesmee and Jacob were sitting in their corner that they always sat in; talking about random junk I could care less about. I was still amazed that within two years, Renesmee, or Nessie, looked about 16 years old.

I told Alice I had met a girl while I was riding, and she smiled indifferently. The rest of the day went about as usual until we spent the night hunting only a mile or two away.

The next day, I waited for a reasonable hour to go over to Arcee's house. I called ahead to make sure since she had told me her phone number while we were driving. I called at 2 and she told me that her family wouldn't be home for an hour after I came. I didn't care.

I entered the warm house around 5:00 pm. The house was nice and plenty big, but it didn't look like much. It had eight bedrooms, a living room, dining room, kitchen, and family room, but there wasn't much decoration.

I was led down the hall into the family room that held a humongous T.V. and plenty of luxury chairs and couches. She plopped onto the couch and sat cross-legged similar to the way Alice usually did.

"Sit wherever," she invited. I picked the other side of the couch.

"Um, I'll make some popcorn, be right back." She skipped into the attached kitchen, clearly enjoying the company. She fished out some instant popcorn and placed it into the microwave for a minute and a half.

I looked closer at her kitchen and noticed that it resembled mine. Too closely though. It was almost too clean to be used frequently. I also noticed that there were no pictures of family members except for some pictures of distant places.

"So where is the rest of your family out now?"

"Oh, they all have jobs. At least the all come home at the same time. They're all auto mechanics." She listened to the popping starting up inside the microwave. "Sorry, there isn't much to look at, I'm not much of a homemaker and the men don't care much for décor."

"Funny, if my sister, Alice, was here, she'd have a field day. She loves decorating.

Beeeeeeepppppp.

Arcee took the bag out and dumped it into a metal bowl. She walked over and set the bowl between us, "Oh sorry," I apologized, "I don't eat popcorn, and I ate before I came here."

"Oh, well I don't eat it either, but that's okay, I'll save it for Sam and Mikaela. Whoops, I forgot to tell you that my 'extended family' will be here also. They're family friends, helped my brothers out through some tough times, we include them as family. They're always here."

"Yes, that's fine." I was very comfortable around her, including the fact that her good mood made my total emotions happy. She was comfortable also. I could feel it.

"Since your family is in the auto business, does that make you much of a grease monkey? My family and I adore any kind of vehicle transportation."

She nodded her head up and down, "Yes," she said laughing quietly at some inside joke, "Yeah, I am. Hey, you wanna see our garage?"

"Most definitely."

We headed down the stairs to their connected garage. I was awestruck. It was the biggest garage I'd ever seen, packed with cars and left with enough space and high enough roof to be a gymnasium. My eyes wandered to the left where there lied the most advanced parts and tools I'd ever…

"Excuse me," she explained as she sprinted to the workbench and lifted a large white tarp over it. "My older brother likes his privacy. Lets look at my motorcycles." She led me over to one side of the huge garage, and there were two motorcycles.

"Wow, two," I had to note.

"Yep," she answered lovingly stroking the blue one and feeling the leather on the purple one next to it. "I also have a pink one, it's not here now though." she turned us around and there was a new yellow and black striped Camaro.

"Cool, it looks like a bumblebee." I said.

Her head snapped towards me, her face a contorted mix of fright, defensiveness, and bewilderment.

"Um, did I say something offending?"

Her face returned back to normal as she turned to the next car, it was a black GMC.

"Sweet. Can I sit in it?"

"No!" she practically screamed. "Er, I mean, if any of the others found out, they'd tear me to scraps."

We looked at many other cars including a red and blue Peterbuilt, a lime yellow Hummer, a red Chevy Corvette Centennial, and parts of an old SR-71 Blackbird plane.

We stopped for a longer period of time at another, but dark sunset colored, Chevy, which I swear she kissed the roof of.

I noticed that all the cars had very dark tinted windows, which made it hard to look through, and when I asked Arcee shrugged and answered, "We like 'em that way."

Then we hurried back upstairs as the front door began to open.

* * *

Arcee stood slightly in front of me as a parade of tall, bulky men came toward us.

The first one, taller than I am, as were all of them, had spiky platinum hair and dark brown eyes. His eyes were only for Arcee as he engulfed her in his arms, kissing her hair and murmuring unintelligible things. Then out of the corner of his vision, he noticed I was there. His arm whipped out for no reason, I expected a gun in his hand, but there wasn't one. Arcee jumped in front of him and held his arm.

"Sunny, no! This is my new friend." She scolded him. He lowered his arm and continued to glower at me.

Arcee exhaled in a loud huff.

"Alright, sorry Jasper for his rude introduction. I'd like to introduce you to my family: This is Sunny." She grumbled, staring at him meaningfully. "This is BB." BB smiled widely at me. He had yellow blond hair and was thinner compared to the others. "Here is Si- um…" she paused as she shot a quick glance at him. He shrugged minuscule like. "Well, as weird as it may sound, his name is Sides, Sunny's brother, this is Hide." I looked at the one they called Hide. He resembled Emmett a lot, but Hide's highly muscled arms were somehow more developed and square shaped. Sides resembled his brother except for his dark brown hair. "This is Ratch," I turned to smile at him, but was taken back by a hard-set mouth on his older features. "And this is our guardian, Prime." Prime looked very warmly at me.

"Welcome," he responded. I liked his voice it was very…peculiar.

I thought I had met everyone, but then I saw a small boy concealed by them, "Hello," I said kindly.

The boy's dark eyes widened in shock, he stared at Arcee, and she inclined her head stiffly. The boy's dark black hair and black clothes practically shook on his pale features when he responded, "Hi, I'm Jet," and then turned away. He softly stole up the stairs, and I would guess, into his bedroom.

Everyone had settled into their seats except for Arcee and Sunny. He tilted his head towards her, "Why didn't anyone tell me?" she looked at him and tapped her temple with suspicious eyebrows.

He stared at something for a second, his eyes slowly moving from one side to the next in thought, and then he froze and grinned sheepishly at Arcee.

Her lips went into a hard line and she rolled her eyes, obviously pissed off about something. She and Sunny turned their backs to me as I started to make my way towards the couch. I had to strain even with my super skilled hearing to make out their words. A normal human would never even know they were whispering as she said, "I told you to get your damn com-link fixed!"

"Ratchet will get to it when he finds time."

Her words became more clipped, "What if this was a war alert, huh! What then, 'oh Ratchet will get to it!' You know what, I'll talk to you later," she warned.

She turned back to us, totally composed. Sunny's arm did not leave her waist. I finally sat down. I could feel that Prime was they're leader, like Carlisle was to my family.

I focused on their auras for a brief moment while they quickly discussed of their domestic things: Sunny, Hide, and especially Ratch, were wary and ready to be the least friendly to me. BB and Sides were intensely interested. BB was jitterier, but I could infer that this was normal behavior. I began to wonder if the initials BB stood for anything… Then Prime was really just a mix of it all. Jet was too far away for me to know, but I could still feel his presence.

I tried to lean more towards BB since his enthusiasm was enough to balance out everyone else's mood. A few minutes later, two more people came in. Though, they looked a lot more normal than these hulking men. Arcee sprang to her feet and walked over to them once more, "And Jasper, this is Sam and Mikaela. Everyone this is Jasper, my new acquaintance."

I felt a bit awkward, so I tried to ease the mood slightly with my powers and also with my words, "Um," then I laughed weakly, "You know what, everyone here has very nice, but out-of-the-ordinary-names including myself, one would think that your name would be something like…Shia, or something." Most of them chuckled except for Sam who stayed quiet and didn't seem to get the joke.

Suddenly, I stopped laughing. I felt the flood of venom salivate my mouth, my throat started to burn a bit, and the instincts to drain the blood from their veins finally kicked in. I've learned to suppress it all and go on with my time, but that wasn't the point. I had been with Arcee and her family for a period of time now, and my thirst for blood only started when Sam and Mikaela walked in.

I listened intently.

Everyone there had a pulse–except me of course-, but I didn't smell blood pulsing through his or her system. The two holding hands that just walked in did smell of blood, but the others did not. I wasn't sure what was in the veins of Arcee's family, but I know it was something I was unfamiliar with, and almost odorless.

I saw Ratch's hand clench around the arm of his chair as this all happened. I had to leave. Who or what were these people? Reaching into my pocket, I was able to get hold of my cell phone and inconspicuously press my ring tone, faster than the naked eye could see. I took it out of my pocket, and pretended to look at the number, "Sorry, I need to take this." I lied. "Hey, oh my, how did…is he? Yeah, sure right away, bye." I snapped the phone shut and composed a look of horror on my face. "I'm sorry, I need to leave; there's a family emergency I need to attend to." I grabbed my coat and hurried out the door waving 'Bye' to Arcee.

I had to go tell Carlisle.