Hey everyone! I'm baaack! Haha. Somehow this story just popped into my head, so enjoy =)

I don't own the Transformers or Sam or Mikaela or the lookout or F-14 Tomcats, etc...
But, I do own the story/storyline.


Basking in the glow of the setting sun, Sam stared in awe at the horizon. Shades of crimson and orange engulfed the evening sky, setting a golden radiance over the field of vision. The view was like a painting, too stunning to be real.

He had come to the lookout alone; Bumblebee out on a mission and Mikaela home, sick. This one place was filled with half of his greatest memories so far; from his first make out with Mikaela, to Defense Secretary Keller awarding them, and everyone else who fought against the Decepticons, badges of heroism.

The Mission City incident had only been a mere month ago, yet it always seemed like it just happened yesterday. The fear and adrenaline pushing him forward, the explosions and gunshots ringing out…

Sam was shaken out of his thoughts as he heard some kind of jet engine behind him, followed by a thump. He turned around and saw a white mech, accented with blue and red, staring back at him. The mech's blue eyes were reassuring, but the purple insignia on his chest that defined his faction and cause was definitely unfriendly. Sam yelped and stumbled backwards, tripping on a rock in the process.

"Please, I do not wish to harm you. I just want to… talk," stated the unknown mech. Sam regained some of his composure, but his heart was still beating rapidly in his chest. "Who-Who are you?" he asked.

"Designation: Skyfire. I am nothing more than a curious scientist, despite what my ranking in the Decepticons might suggest," told the mech. "Your planet and race is quite interesting, Samuel."

Sam raised his hands into the air and waved them around. "Wait a minute! How do you know my name?!" he demanded. Skyfire rumbled with a deep chuckle. "Word got around about you dispatching the Decepticon Lord quicker than you thought."

The two gazed back at the setting sun. "Beautiful, just beautiful," murmured Skyfire. "Back on Cybertron, a sundown this vivid and vibrant was a very rare occurrence."

The scientist was so deep in thought, he almost didn't hear Sam.

"If you love nature so much, why did you join the Decepticons? They don't care about the wildlife or anything."

Skyfire glanced back down at Sam. "Starscream; He saved me from my icy tomb from one of my expeditions. I crash landed on the planet and was stuck there for vorns, in emergency stasis lock. Starscream was the one who found and revived me."

Sam deliberated this new-known information for a minute. "So… Starscream is a scientist, too?" he queried. Skyfire nodded. "He is a scientist indeed. You might not know it, but Starscream is also fascinated by Earth's organisms, particularly you humans. He finds how diverse your species is rather captivating. Of course, he would never admit to it, that arrogant slagger."

The scientist nearly snarled the last remark, causing Sam to cringe. "I take it that Starscream gets on your nerves," said Sam, his statement sounding more like a question. Skyfire's optics narrowed as he shook his head. "I don't know what happened to him. Starscream used to be so docile, only caring about his scientific work, but now… now, all he cares is about power, and killing everything and everyone in his way to get it. The fragging glitch is just leading a bunch of slaggers bent on destroying this fragile planet and half of the Cybertronian race!"

Sam let the livid Skyfire vent for a few minutes. By now, the sun had set completely, and the sky had turned a rich hue of navy blue. They both craned their heads to get a good look at the glittering stars, scattered everywhere in the nighttime heavens above. Skyfire was back in his meditative state as he observed the fireflies fluttering around the lookout.

"Defection."

Sam turned his attention away from the firefly in his hand. "Huh?"

Skyfire returned his gaze to the sky. "I've been thinking about defecting from the Decepticons," pondered the mech. "Starscream has lost the true scientist within himself, and there is no point in me staying within the Decepticon ranks. I never supported their cause in the first place."

"Just know that you will always be welcome in the Autobot base."

The boy and mech turned to see who had spoken. Optimus Prime stepped forward. He was pretty quiet for his mass.

"How… How much did you hear?" questioned Skyfire, a bit startled.

"Enough to know that you do not support the Decepticon cause," replied the towering blue and red mech.

Skyfire hesitated before saying, "Thank you sir."

Optimus Prime put a hand on Skyfire's shoulder. "No, thank you."

Skyfire nodded at the Autobot leader and turned to face Sam. "Thank you, Samuel, for listening."

"No problem, Skyfire."

He walked towards the edge of the lookout and transformed into an F-14 Tomcat. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

With that, Skyfire took to the skies, flying out of sight as Sam and Optimus watched.

"Do you really think he'll be back?" Sam inquired. The Autobot commander kept his optics fixed to stars above, hope evident on his faceplates.

"If he is as sincere as he sounds, we will have another Autobot ally."


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