Airazor sighed. "What's wrong?" Tigatron asked.

"The girls, they're still missing, I'm worried for them, I don't even know where they are!"

Tigatron sighed. "It's alright," he said, giving his sparkmate a hug, "we'll find them."

"But the only problem is where are they?"

I groaned as I got up. My pajamas all twisted, I had had the dream again, the one about my parents. I stood up, and walked out of my room, I walked over to my baby sisters room, and knocked. "Time to wake up!" I called to the six year old.

She opened up the door, I laughed as I starred at her messed up hair. "What's so funny?" she asked, rubbing one of her eye's from sleepiness.

"Nothing," I explained, "now hurry up and get dressed, your going to school today."

"But I thought we were searching for mommy?"

I knelt next to her. "I don't think mom and dad would be here, remember? We aren't suppose to be here, but somehow we are."

"Fine."

I watched her walk back into her room. I rolled my eyes, and walked back to my room, and got dressed in my usual clothes, brown tank top, with a brown jacket on, with thick fur on it's neck. I put on my boots, when I heard my sister jumping down the stairs, loud crashes could be heard. I ran to the stairs I could see my sister on the floor, with her butt up in the air. "Snowfly!" I cried, "how many time's have I told you, you cant fly?"

"Sorry, Blacksky!" she said, "I just want to fly so bad to search for mommy."

"Snowfly, I've told you before, mom isn't here because of Predacons!"

I soon made bacon and eggs. While Snowfly ate, I brushed her long white hair. "Will mommy and daddy find us?" she soon asked.

I sighed. "We cant be so sure of that, but we can see if we could find our ancestors."

"Autobots?"

I nodded. "Now remember, no talking about us being from another planet, I don't need anyone calling us crazy like that boy said the other day."

"What if we say we're from the past?"

"No!"

She flinched. "Look, I'm sorry for yelling at you, but just finish eating, and I'll take you to school, ok?"

She nodded. "But where are you going?"

"To this school called high school."

"Can I go?"

"I'm sorry, but they don't accept first graders."

"What's a first grader?"

"Your one of coarse."

"What are you?"

"I'm a 11th grader."

"Why aren't I one?"

"You go to elementary school."

"Why don't you?"

"I'm seventeen, Snow. Now we just need to figure out what our 'humans' names will be, I'll be Sky, and you," I paused to think, "Sisi, just tell people to call you that."

"Ok."