Sari had an interesting adventure in her mid-20s! She was working as a member of Optimus' team, and still a gakusei under Jazz. There was a Decepticon attack on Farside Beacon One, and the team was called to the moon to assist.

Bumblebee and his bots had neared completion of a nuclear power plant which would have supplied energy for an important expansion. The Decepticon ship had plans to destroy the power plant, and were heading towards it when Optimus' team arrived.

"Jazz! Sari! Protect the power plant! Arcee and I will go after the ship in the Ark-32!" said Optimus.

Jazz transformed into his alt mode car, and Sari powered up the plasma thrusters on her pedes and servos and flew towards the power plant ahead of the Decepticon ship.

Optimus piloted the Ark-32 and fired the starfield missile launcher at the Decepticon ship, but their ship contained a surprise: a special phase shifter device courtesy of Swindle; rather than striking, the missile passed harmlessly straight through and landed far away on the lunar surface. The Decepticons then fired their missile at the power plant.

Sari arrived first at the power plant. "Sensei! I can use my P-O-M to deflect the missile!"

"No, Sari! Wait for me! Do not attempt to deflect it all by yourself!"

"It's coming sensei! We don't have a choice!" She positioned herself between the incoming missile and the plant.

Crouching down in her lotus position, she began to meditate. "O Prowl, help me!" she thought. The missile appeared over the horizon, but it began to shudder. It zoomed overhead past Jazz. "Oh, Sari!" he said to himself, and from a distance, he tried to help with his P-O-M.

Sari's eyes were closed, but she could feel the approaching missile. "If I cannot stop it, I can at least slow it down," she said to herself. "P-O-M, P-O-M, P-O-M…"

The nose of the missile began deflecting down, away from the power plant – unfortunately, it deflected right towards Sari! Instead of hitting the power plant, it landed and exploded in front of her.

"Great Cybertron!" exclaimed Optimus, observing the white blast from his ship. "Jazz! Where is Sari?"

Jazz rushed as fast as he could to the site of the explosion. He transformed into his bipedal mode. "Optimus! Land immediately! Sari is severely wounded!"

Optimus landed the Ark-32, and contacted the base. "Farside! Requesting immediate medical assistance! Sari is wounded! Repeat! Requesting immediate medical assistance!"

Bumblebee heard the communication. "Oh no! Sar!" He transformed and sped out onto the lunar surface. On the way he communicated with Jazz. "Jazz, what's her condition?"

"Bad, Bee, really bad. We need to get her to Cybertron, stat!"

"Optimus, you and Arcee continue your pursuit of the Decepticon ship. Bumblebee and I will get Sari to Cybertron," said Jazz.

"Acknowledged, Jazz," and Optimus returned to the ship.

"Firestar! Prepare the space bridge!" Yelled Bumblebee to Farside Beacon One. "Tell them we have wounded that need immediate medical transport to Cybertron infirmary. Contact Ratchet."

"Acknowledged Bumblebee," said Firestar.

Bee arrived on the scene and saw Sari's condition. "Oh, man, oh man!" he groaned. The blast had torn apart the front of her chassis, exposing her spark chamber. Her left arm and leg were gone; they were lying away in the distance. Also gone was one of her triangular helmet appendages. Her helmet was cracked open and sparking, from the top left down to her mouthplate, and she was leaking energon. She was unconscious.

"Get her into my seat," Bee told Jazz. "I'll get her to Cybertron. "You…you…get the rest of her…and follow me!" he said, his voice breaking.

Bee raced back as fast as he could to the space bridge, and Jazz contacted Arcee. "Arcee, someone needs to reach her father…and let him know."

"I will do that, Jazz," replied Arcee.

Sandstorm botted the space bridge, and had it ready for Bumblebee as he speeded in. He didn't even transform out of alt mode, but drove straight into the orb with Sari inside.


"Oh, dear Primus," said Ratchet, seeing Sari's condition on the operating table for the first time in the Cybertron Infirmary. "What are her vitals?"

"Barely readable," said Perceptor. "I'm afraid her Spark is in danger of being extinguished. I recommend immediate stasis."

"I agree," said the old bot. "But, with injuries this severe, how long would it take to repair her?"

"Repairs could take up to a stellar cycle, or longer," he replied. "And given that she is a technorganic, replacement parts would take longer to protoform."

"It would be extremely risky to keep her Spark and processor that long in stasis," said Ratchet.

"Agreed," said Perceptor. "However Ratchet, I have an idea we can pursue."

"You know my fondness for her, Perceptor," said Ratchet. "I'm open to just about anything you have in mind. Let's get her in stasis, and then we can talk."

"Agreed." And they set about putting Sari into a safe coma. They then contacted Wheeljack for a quick consultation.


Quite some time has elapsed since the operation, and Sari began to regain consciousness.

"She's coming to!" said Wheeljack.

Sari blinked her optics. "Where am I?"

"Hey, kiddo. You're on Cybertron, in the Infirmary," said Ratchet. "We almost lost you."

"Oh, hey, Ratchet." She smiled weakly. "How long have I been out? I feel kinda funny."

"It's been two decacycles since they brought you here," said Perceptor. "You were in a very serious condition, and we had to do some extremely radical surgery."

"Ooh, my processor aches a bit, and I feel a little dizzy," said Sari. "Is it OK for me to sit up?"

"Sure, kid," said Ratchet, "but let me help you. Just take it slowly."

The old bot took Sari's servo and putting his free servo behind her back, helped her up. She immediately noticed something strange. "Uh, Ratchet? I think there's something wrong with my optics, 'cause you are looking really small, like you've shrunk, or something."

"No, Sari, nothing's wrong. There's something we have to tell you though," he said.

"What? What's going on?" Sari then noticed her body. Purple armor covered her forearms and shoulders, but her shoulders had a pink stripe running along the inner edge. Her chest was purple, with an Autobot insignia in the middle, and the same pink accents on either side of the insignia. Her pedes were huge, and Autobot armor covered her shins and were the same purple color. Thinking about it, her chassis looked kind of like Bumblebee's - only built for a femme.

"Ratchet?" Confused, she looked up at the three.

"Sari, when they brought you to the infirmary, your injuries were so severe that your Spark was in danger of being extinguished," said Ratchet. "We had to put you into immediate stasis. I worked with Perceptor and together we analyzed your broken chassis and came to the conclusion that we could save you, but the repairs could take at minimum a stellar cycle. We questioned the wisdom of letting your Spark and your processor stay in stasis that long. It was then that we brought Wheeljack in for consultation, and we decided the best thing to do, while we worked on repairing your body, would be to perform a Spark transplant and a processor download into a new protoform."

"Spark transplant? Processor download? Wait – you put me into a new body? But, if this isn't my old body, where is it?"

"I can show it to you in a little bit, Sari," said Ratchet. "But my dear, be prepared, it's pretty broken. When that missile exploded in front of you, it tore open the front of your chassis and blew your left arm and leg off. It also tore off one of your left triangular appendages and cracked open your helmet."

"It will take us some time to put you back together," said Perceptor.

"So what body did you give me?" She asked, looking at herself. "Can I have a mirror, please?"

"Sure kid," said Ratchet, and handed her one. She looked at her helm and face and her optics opened wide. "Whoa! I'm completely different! I almost look like Glyph!" She felt two big bumps on top of her helm and turned the mirror to examine her top. "I have two things up here just like she has," she said.

"What I did, Sari, was take all the mods you currently have, and infuse them into your new protoform," said Wheeljack. "Those appendages on your helmet replicate the encryption capabilities you had in your old body."

"Once I finished infusing the protoform with your mods, Ratchet and Perceptor were able to successfully transplant your Spark and download your processor into it."

"The available protoform that we chose for you had body type 65356-9292-346," said Perceptor, "and it was a femme. "You correctly recognized it; it is the same body type as your friend Bumblebee – or, as you had perceived, Glyph."

"Well, thanks for giving me a femme body!" she said, feeling a little embarrassed. Looking down, she noticed something else: her skirt was gone, replaced by a bikini-type covering like Glyph's, only again, this one was purple, with a pink v-shaped accent. "Gonna have to get used to that!" she sighed to herself. Then, she thought of something.

"Wait a nanoclick," said Sari, looking at the three. "You mean, I'm not a technorganic anymore?"

"Not as long as you're in that body, no, kiddo," said Ratchet. "It was the best decision we could come up with, to keep you alive."

"Now, let's see how well you can get around. Can you get up?" And Ratchet supported her arm to help her stand. Sari got off the recovery room bed and put her new Autobot pedes onto the floor for the first time.

"Whoa! This feels weird! My pedes are a lot bigger, and the armor on my shins, it's way different standing up!" She wobbled a bit.

"It's going to take getting used to. I'll hold on to you, Sari," said Ratchet. "Take a few steps and try walking around."

She tried a few steps, but started to fall. "Yikes!, hold me, Ratchet!"

"I gotcha, kiddo! Don't worry. You'll soon get the hang of it, I promise – doc's honor," he smiled.

"When my original body is repaired, I'll be able to go back into it, right?"

"Yes, of course," said Perceptor. "That is, if you choose it."

"If I choose it? Well, yeah, I think I will, Perceptor. Don't forget, I have a father on Earth, I'm half-human – or was, in my old body, and…oh, my Dad! What's he going to think?"

"I think you are always going to be my beautiful daughter, Sari, no matter who you are" said a voice behind the bots. They stepped away, and Sari looked – down – to see Isaac standing there.

"Daddy! Oh, Daddy!" She tried walking toward him, and stumbled.

"Oh, be careful, Sari!" said Wheeljack, and grabbed her before she fell on her father.

Isaac had to take a few steps back, feeling the floor shake with Sari's stumble. "Oh, please, be careful, my dear! Don't fall on me!"

"Oh! I'm so sorry, Daddy, I've got to be more careful! Oh geez! Oh geez!" She took a few steps back and with Wheeljack's help, knelt down before him. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I'm not used to this new body. Please be patient with me." She reached down and put her servo on the floor for him to step on. He got on and she lifted him up.

"Of course, my dear," he replied, holding on to her thumb. "I'm just so happy they were able to save you! Now you realize, I'm afraid you won't fit in your room in Sumdac Tower," he smiled.

"Yeah, and I'll probably scare Sparky," she laughed.

"By the way, you've got some other friends here who want to say hello," said Isaac, gesturing to the infirmary door.

"Well, kiddo, let the three of us leave, so your friends can enter," said Ratchet. I'll be in later on to give you a checkup – an Autobot checkup, that is. I'm glad you're doing well."

"As we all are," said Wheeljack. "Take care of yourself, Sari."

"And we will continue to work on your damaged technorganic body, Sari," said Perceptor.

"Later on, let me show it to you," said Ratchet. "It's a pretty nasty sight."

"OK, Ratchet," said Sari. "Thanks." And with that, the three left, giving room for her other visitors.

"Hey, Sar! I hear you got a good deal on a new bod, and you couldn't resist getting the old Bumblebee model! Good choice!"

"Hey Bee!" Sari smiled as he came in.

"So, let's see here…stand up" Sari put her father back down and stood up, and as Bumblebee stood before her, he took the flat palm of his servo to the top of his helm and let it reach across to the top of hers, so he could measure the height of the two of them. "Hmm. I'd say I'm the taller one, Sar!"

"Hey, wait a minute! You included your horns!" Sari laughed.

"Well, you've got those, those – what are those thingies?"

"Encryption mods. Let's leave them off, and your horns off. Helm to helm – who's taller, eh?"

"I'd say you're both the same height," came a voice from the doorway.

"Sensei!"

"Oh, Sari, so good to see you back with us!" Jazz entered the room.

"Sari bowed to him. Thank you for coming, Sensei."

"Sari, thank YOU for using you P-O-M to stop that missile. You nearly surrendered your Spark! We were extremely worried."

"Oh, Sar, when I saw you there, I put you into my alt mode and rushed you here to Cybertron," said Bee.

"Alt mode? ALT MODE!" said Sari, excited. She looked at Bee and Jazz. If I'm a full Autobot now and not a technorganic, does that mean my T-Cog can transform me into a car?"

Jazz and Bumblebee looked at each other. "I don't see why not, Sari," said Jazz.

"Oh, Bee, you've gotta show me how to do that!"

"Well, there aren't any cars on the moon, Sar, otherwise I'd be glad to," said Bee. "But I'm sure any of the bots on Earth can show you how."

"Oh yeah, the moon. Forgot about that," she smiled.

"I'll be glad to show you," Jazz said. "Why, we can integrate it into some Cyber-Ninja training - Autobot style."

"Sounds good, Sensei," she replied.

"Is this the recovery room of a new Autobot?" asked Optimus. He and Arcee were at the doorway.

"Yes, sir," said Sari.

"Well, look at you," he said, coming in. "I must say, Sari, this will take some getting used to."

"Me too, sir, me too," she laughed.

"From what Ratchet tells me, it will be your body for a year or so, but no matter what body you have, Sari, it's great to have you with us again."

"I hope this transition won't be too difficult for you, Sari," said Arcee. "We were all so very worried about you. You were so close to joining the Well of AllSparks."

"Thank Primus, Perceptor knew of a way to rescue you," said Optimus.

"So, how's the body feel, Sar? It's a good model, if I do say so myself," he said, looking in a floor-length mirror and preening.

"It's gonna take a lot of getting used to," she said. "Right now, I am so NOT used to the sizes of things. My dad's too tiny," she said, looking at him, "and I'm having a hard time believing that I can actually stand and see you guys almost optic-to-optic." She then looked at Bumblebee, and remarked "Well, optic-to-optic in Bee's case," she winked.

"Hey! I'm still taller!"

"Some things never change," sighed Optimus. Sari giggled.

"But now, when I get back to the moon or to earth, I'm so worried that I'll be the one who might step on a human!"

"We'll help you, Sari," said Arcee, "don't worry about that. Before long, you'll be just fine."

"And also, my friends on Earth, like Sam, Mikaela and the others. What will they think of me? I guess trips to the Mall are out now," she sat back down and sighed, feeling a little dejected.

"There will be adjustments, it's true," said Arcee. "But hey, once you've got your alt mode, you can give them rides," she smiled.

"Heh! That's true Arcee," said Sari, feeling a little better.

Ratchet came back in. "OK, let's let Sari rest up a bit, she's got a lot of recuperating to do," he said, and escorted the group out of the recovery room. After everyone said goodbye, he asked Sari if she would like to see her old body.

"If you're ready," he warned her.

"Let's go," she said, and Ratchet helped her walk down the hallway to a special section of the infirmary where they care for extremely damaged bots. "This is the area where we cared for Ultra Magnus after his injuries," said the old bot, "so your body is in good hands." He opened the door where her body was being kept in stasis and led her in.

"Oh…my gosh!" She turned her helm and looked away, shutting her optics.

"I warned you it was a bad sight," Ratchet said. "You absorbed the full impact of that blast. If it wasn't for your P-O-M powers, you would have been completely disintegrated, I'm sure.

"It's not just that, Ratchet," she said, her face registering pain and anguish, "it's the feelings of, of looking at your own body! It's scary and creepy, and just plain upsetting, and then, to see it in this condition."

"I know, kiddo, I know," he said, patting her on the arm. "You want to leave?"

"Well, no, not yet. I think I'm OK," she said, approaching her body for a closer look.

"Oh, man! Look at my chest!"

"Yes, had the blast penetrated another nanohic, it would have blown your Spark Chamber away, for sure."

"And my arm and leg; where are they?"

"Bumblebee brought your body here. Jazz fetched up what parts of you he could find and carried them here a little bit later. Your arm and leg are over there on the right, sitting on that counter, next to your triangular appendage. Perceptor will be in charge of reassembling you."

"I must have been leaking energon, too."

"You left quite a bit on the floor of Bumblebee's car," said Ratchet. "By the time you got here, we had to do an emergency energon transfusion. That at least brought your vitals up to the point where we could put you in stasis."

Sari turned and gave Ratchet a big hug. "Thank you so much for saving me, Ratchet!" she cried.

He hugged her back. "Not just me kiddo, not just me. Thank Bumblebee for getting you here stat, thank Perceptor for his idea about transplanting you into the protoform, and thank Wheeljack for the mod implants. We all did what we could."

Anyway, I think this story might wind up being a short one. I was just wondering what it would be like if Sari had to become a full-blown Autobot, if only temporarily. This book will explore her life, adjusting to the change, learning how to cope, experiencing her friends' reactions, etc. Then, once her body has been repaired, going back to her old self, and learning how to get used to that, again! I figure it ought to be an interesting story. Thanks for reading.