@starkinventor -- ;
Dozens of Terran years had passed since they’d last been in contact with SHIELD; since the Second World War had he been in contact with Howard Stark, one of its founders. An enormous red semi with blue flame decals might have stood apart in the streets of Manhattan, but the drive from their own base at Sector 7 in DC had given Optimus had his compatriots time to think, to wonder. Disaster loomed high, bearing with the heavy weight of eons. As if something was set to crack. Into the enormous atrium that appeared a lab beneath Avenger’s Tower did they take pause, an audience of humans paying witness to the complex whirring mechanisms as the autobot transformed, looming stories over them all.
“I am Optimus Prime of the Autobots, from the planet Cybertron. And I wish to speak to whom is considered leader.”