Earth -at a bar somewhere in Florida-
Gulp...gulp... gulp... "Shit, this hits the spot" Terry says. Its been a long while since he had himself a good beer. The economy has be hit hard due to the war that had taking place and its been hard to find work. Days know consist of drinking with the occasional ride in ASTRA... life seem to be wasting away. Terry sitting at the bar, reflected on the war for a bit before taking another drink from his beer.
"I have seen some crazy shit doing that time" he whispers to himself. "Maybe too much"....
Posted around the bar was newspaper regarding recent events taking place... the Autobots and Decepticons, Titan, mysterious space phenomenons, possible wars breaking out, world-wide threats. From all this, you would think he would be able to find some work... but jobs were constantly gone and the only ones that seem to be open were escort services. That's how he came across ASTRA a couple of months ago. It was a mysterious mech with a ton of black boxes, no one knew where it came from or all the list of things it could possibly do. Only through trial and error did Terry find out some of its capabilities.
"Sir, the fellow in the black coat would like to have a word with you" the bartender spoke. Terry glance over at the stranger, he was incredibly awkward looking person... upon further inspection, Terry notice he was nervous... to the point of shitting himself. Terry proceed to rise up from his seat and greet the fellow. "Hey there pal, the bartender told me you had a word for me". The startlingly man nearly jump from his seat but once he seen Terry face, he calm down just a bit.
"I seen your posters over town, heard you are looking for work, I'm Billy Antagram.... I'm willing to pay you $100,000 to escort me to space..."
"A hund... hundred.... hundred thousand!!!... Agreed!!!" Terry forgot to ask about the details but he didn't care at all... He didn't know however, that this small meeting will change his destiny and put him into the mix of everything that is happening...