Disclaimer: Me: I OWN THEM ALL!

Ratchet: *Kicks me into a wall with a 360 roundhouse*

Me: FRAGGIN- *hits wall* -Hatchet...

Ratchet: say iiiit! *brandishes a wrench*

Me: alright, alright! What the slag?! I DO NOT OWN ANY RECOGNIZABLE TRANSFORMERS. YAH HAPPEH NOW PEPPERMINT STICK?

Ratchet: ...

Note: This is continued after Transformers Prime season 2 episode 26. LOOK IT UP! XD

I watched each Autobot disappear into the ground-bridge, trying not to look at their saddened faceplates. Smokescreen was last, before Ratchet, and he saluted before he transformed and disappeared into the blue.

"I never thought it would end like this…" Ratchet murmured.

"Neither did I, old friend." I said, watching the medic vanished into the light of the 'bridge. I turned to the control panel and computer, unsheathing the Star Saber from my back. I have to destroy the coordinates.

Raising the blade up, memories flashed before my optics as I brought the blade down on the computer, then darkness.

"Protect the Autobots, Orion, protect them with your life. That is the duty of a Prime," said Sentinel Prime.

"I will, Sentinel. Till all are one." I replied. The Autobot insignia rested proudly on my shoulder armor, my new battle mask gleamed, and my Prime symbol was brighter than ever. I've become a Prime, after so many vorns of training.

"Till all are one." The crowd of mechs, femmes, and Guardians repeated. Three certain 'Bots were missing, I noticed sadly when I looked out over the crowd. My friends and living family where all their but Silentecho, Vengence and Blockade. I knew why they weren't there, but it still bothered me. All had vanished on the same solar cycle, only three orns ago, and I had nightmares every lunar cycle about where they may be. All have been taken by the Decepticons, and I can only imagine what's happened to them since.

I awoke to see a blur of the grayed skies, a red and white figure leaning over me and pain, everywhere. "Optimus," said a familiar voice. "You're alive!"

"Ratchet… what…" somehow I managed to get my vocal processor to work, if only for a moment. All that had happened before darkness was a dark blur, but the memory was vivid. There was a searing pain in the back of my helm, and I almost couldn't remember anything of the last orn.

"Save your strength." Ratchet said quickly, glancing around. "You've lost a lot of energon…" My vision slowly cleared and I could see why I had been staring at the sky; Omega One was destroyed, and I was lying where the ground-bridge tunnel had been. Ratchet leaned back on his pedes, optics clearly showing worry and uneasiness. "Megatron fired the Nemesis's largest cannon on the base while you were inside. I'm surprised you even survived!" the field medic explained. It was then I remembered; I was just about to destroy the computer with the Star Saber when everything had gone painfully dark.

"We have to find a new base…" I murmured. Ratchet nodded.

"Already done, C'mon," he said, helping me to my pedes and turning southwest, away from the looming Decepticon fortress.

(Up in New Kaon)

Megatron scowled at what he saw on the monitor; Ratchet walking away from what was left of the Autobot base with Optimus leaning on the medic.

"He's alive?" the Decepticon leader growled. Starscream cringed.

"H-he shouldn't be. That blast should have turned the Prime to dust!" the Decepticon commander said, trying to calm his leader down.

"I KNOW HE FRAGGIN' SHOULDN'T BE!" Megatron roared at Starscream. Soundwave watched the whole scenario, used to Megatron exploding at the SIC. Starscream flinched and shut his mouthplates almost immediately. Megatron turned and sat on his throne as a ground-bridge opened, letting a few purple Vehicons walk out, followed by Knockout, the Decepticon scientist, medic, and weapons specialist.

"Lord Megatron…" Knockout acknowledged, kneeling. "The human, Silas, has proven to be worth keeping alive."

"Good. I want to see what you can do with what you have learned, and see to it you find something worth my while." Megatron said with a smirk. "Harming the humans will bring Optimus out of hiding."

Knockout rose to his pedes. "Prime is alive?" he asked, looking at Soundwave, who nodded and pointed to the image on the monitor. Knockout narrowed his optics and nodded curtly. Megatron smiled, many twisted thoughts going through his processor.

Smokescreen looked at the sky and sighed, turning toward the south and setting his optics on the horizon. Unsure where he was, he logged the coordinates Optimus had given him into his internal navigation system and transformed to his alt mode; a white race car with blue stripes and number 53 decals in red on the doors, speeding off toward what he hoped was the Texan border.

Arcee turned her mirror toward Jack and slowed, pulling onto the side of the highway they were on. Jack was dozing off on the back of the navy blue motorcycle, and had a good reason to. It was close to midnight, and they had been driving for the last joor.

"Jack," Arcee said, stopping beside a patch of clovers that was conveniently close to the road. Jack climbed off and yawned, stretching his limbs from riding a cycle for so long. Arcee transformed and crouched behind the cover of a few bushes beside her human friend. "We'll reach the coordinates by noon tomorrow. Rest up." She said, motioning to the clovers and lowering her wings as a sedan drove by. Jack nodded and lay on his back on the clovers, looking at the stars until he dozed off. Arcee watched him for a few breems before pulling a half empty energon cube from her subspace, drinking some until there was merely less than a quarter left. I hope everybot's alright… she thought, gazing at the stars until recharge took her.

A bulky green truck slowly pulled into the parking lot of a roadside quickie mart and turned it's headlights off once parked in a spot closest to the road to escape the lights the mart still had on that late at night. In the passenger seat, though no one could see, was a teenage girl with pink highlights on the ends of her hair: Miko.

"Bulk?" Miko asked. The truck's internal lights flickered in response before a voice was heard.

"We'll be there sometime… soon." Bulkhead answered. Miko sighed and gazed out the window at the mart, slowly dozing off. "I hope." I think I'm lost, Bulkhead thought, turning all his lights off so Miko could sleep. Frag…

Raf hugged his knees as he sat in the back seat of a yellow muscle car speeding along an interstate, wide-awake in the early hours of the new day. The blue lights in the front dashboard were dim, signaling the weariness of the Autobot scout which Rafael rode in. "'Bee, you okay?"

Bumblebee whirred. "Just tired."

"We can pull over…" Raf suggested. Bumblebee whirred in agreement and pulled to the side of the interstate, opening his passenger door to let Rafael out so the twelve-year-old could stretch. Raf climbed out and sat on a tree stump, watching as Bumblebee transformed and ducked behind a short billboard to hide from possible passing cars. The yellow mech whirred and sat, leaning his back against the billboard and dimming his optics. Raf pulled a small blanket out of his backpack and curled up on the stump, watching cars pass by. Bumblebee crossed his arms and watched Raf, eventually dozing off with thoughts of the other Autobots and childrenin his processor.

Anyway... search up Transformers Prime season 3 teaser trailer and click the third result on Youtube for the Hunter, and Season 2 episode 26 for what happened before this!

Ratchet: *rolls optics* seriously...everybot thinks that's Ravage.

Me: shut up smart-aft. *does a little Cybertronian tap-dance*

Ratchet: -_-

Ironhide: *punches my shoulder*

Me: *whines* OWWIE! Afts...

(Hope you like! Will have Chapter 1 in soon!)