Author's Notes: Hello everyone, and thank you for checking out yet another one of my stories! This is one I'm kind of nervous about writing since it's my first Rescue Bots fic. This is a fic I've had planned for a while and have finally decided to make time for it. The story starts out in an AU version of season 1 since that was when the Rescue Bots were first getting into the groove of their jobs, and I feel it opens a lot of possibilities for character growth and interesting scenarios. Anyway, I thank you all for coming and hope you enjoy "Stranger of Utopia" :)

Chapter 1

May Day

It was a sunny day in Griffin Rock and for once there was no emergency involving technology gone awry or earthquakes or volcanoes or whatever else this little island could throw at the Rescue Team. The Rescue Bots and their human partners were sitting around in the break room having a normal discussion about human culture. Well, as normal as it got considering the humans were trying to explain it to giant alien robots.

"Wait, I don't get it," Heatwave said quizzically, "So which is it? The president, the prime minister, the king, the pope, or the dictator?"

"None of them, Heatwave," Graham replied patiently, "Nobody rules the entire world. That would be an autocracy."

"What is wrong with that?" Chase shrugged, "Our Prime rules all of Cybertron, and our society has lasted for millions of earth's years."

"Well to be fair, the planet is gone now," Heatwave added with grim acceptance, "But our species at least managed to survive under the Prime's leadership."

"So you didn't have like, countries or anything?" Kade asked curiously.

"We had city-states with their own senators and council members," Blades explained, "But everybody answered to the Prime. The Matrix of Leadership was given to the Prime, which contained all knowledge of the previous Primes. That made him wise and ready to assume command. I'm sure Optimus Prime still has it."

"Wait, so your leader is super smart?" Cody asked excitedly, "That is awesome! I wish we had an invention that could make people really really smart."

"Yeah, then we could use it on Kade," Dani laughed, and Kade scowled.

"Hey, Heatwave and I still work better together than you and Blades!" Kade huffed.

"Only because Blades has trouble flying. It's not his fault he's a chicken," Dani defended her partner.

"Yeah, it's not my fault I'm a- wait, what's a chicken?" Blades asked in confusion.

Before anyone could answer the alert blared on the team's computer indicating an emergency. Everyone dropped what they were doing to see what was going on. The alert came from the Griffin Rock local news channel as a reporter stood on the coast of the ocean where a trail of smoke could be seen heading toward the water.

"-crash into the ocean soon," The reporter's statement was only caught halfway through, "No one knows what kind of plane it is. There have been no reports of commuter airlines in the area, and the military has made no comment about domestic or foreign jets. We are unsure if it is a drone or a manned aircraft."

"A plane crash? That's our cue, Blades!" Dani shouted as she ran for the hangar.

"Why does it always have to be our cue?" Blades asked miserably as he slowly followed his eager partner, "If we go to rescue the plane then who's going to rescue us?"

"Just come on, you big chicken," Dani urged.

"What's a chicken!?" Blades shouted helplessly before transforming into helicopter mode.

When they took off Blades wobbled in the air as Dani tried to keep control of where she was steering. Blades always hated the fact that he had made the least progress among the Rescue Bots when incorporating his alt mode. He tried harder than anyone else when it came to integrating with his partner and the rest of the team, yet he always felt like he was treading water. He then realized he was about to literally tread water when his undercarriage hit the ocean.

"Yow!" Blades yelped in surprise as he lifted himself back up.

"Watch it, Blades!" Dani snapped, "This is no time for a swim."

"Well maybe I could concentrate better if you weren't whispering in my ear!" Blades snapped back defensively.

"I'm not whispering at you," Dani replied; confused.

"Huh?" Blades listened in closer, and realized it was static from his comm system.

Blades tuned his comm system to try to pick up the signal. It didn't sound like any of his friends since they always used the Rescue Bots private channel. This comm was coming from a standard frequency. Blades finally found the correct channel, but it was still full of static. The voice sounded like a femme.

/-wa-...trail of...con...ocean and...distress…tron...wave...hurry up!...zul out./

"Blades? You're being awfully quiet," Dani's voice roused Blades out of his concentration.

"Dani, I'm picking up a Cybertronian in distress," Blades announced, "It's close, too. I think the plane we're going after might be a Cybertronian."

"Really? Well then we better get there fast, before someone notices them," Dani declared, "Step on it, chopper boy!"

Blades did his best to comply with the order, though he still wasn't feeling too sure on his rotor. Even the slightest gust of wind could make Blades panic, but now he had a clearer objective and was going to try to keep his cool. He knew his species was endangered, and he had yet to see a femme since waking up on earth, so he knew this was important. For all he knew she could have kids or a bondmate waiting for her somewhere, which were exactly the thoughts he would often have when rescuing humans. It was a mixed blessing to think that way about a Cybertronian again.

Blades and Dani found where the jet was sinking into the water, and everything was already submerged except for the tail. It looked like a F-22 Raptor jet, but the color was pink and white. There was no way that was a normal jet.

Dani flew closer so that Blades could hook onto the plane with his landing gear. He grabbed the tail end of the plane and pulled for all he was worth, but then noticed that the comm chatter was getting decidedly louder (and more annoyed).

/Let go you...Bot…know who…am? Your worst...go...now!/

"I can hear her on the comm, Dani. She sounds angry," Blades reported nervously.

"She? Can robots have genders?" Dani asked curiously.

"Oh yes, Cybertronians have both mechs and femmes," Blades replied, "Uh oh. I can feel something pulling me!"

The plane then let loose a burst of speed and broke away from Blades! He tried to hold on, but that only resulted in the loss of his left landing gear. Not knowing what else to do, he followed the jet. He knew this was a Cybertronian femme, and he knew she must be scared being in a strange environment and almost being sunk underwater forever. He had to make sure she was okay.

Blades did his best to stay on the jet's trail for a few minutes, but it was no easy feat for him. He wasn't a great flier, and jets were naturally faster than helicopters. Her frame kind of reminded Blades of the energon seekers back on Cybertron. He wondered if that was what she was.

/Hey, stalker!/ Blades could hear her voice much clearer this time, /Why are you following me? Which faction are you from?/

/Um, excuse me?/ Blades asked, not completely sure what she was talking about, /I'm a Rescue Bot. I saved you from sinking. Um, could you slow down, please? We're in the middle of the ocean and I don't want to use up all my fuel reserves./

/You're a what?/ The femme asked in a skeptical tone of voice, /Hold on a klik. This I gotta see./

Much to Blades' relief the pink jet finally stopped. She then transformed into a slender pink and white femme with a finned helm and thin wings. She suspended herself in the air by thrusters in her stiletto style heel struts. She was very pretty as femmes went, but the look on her face plate just screamed irritation.

"You can fly while in robot mode? That is so cool!" Blades exclaimed excitedly.

"It's a modification," The femme waved her servo dismissively, "Nice human. I've seen a lot of those around here. They do not like me. I guess it's because I fly so close to their stupid planes. Not my fault it took so long to find a decent alt mode. Maybe if they stopped making their planes look like stretched out shuttle-formers..."

"My friends brought me the helicopter to scan," Blades replied amiably, "I wish it had been a car though. I don't like to fly. I'm scared of heights."

"Seriously?" The femme asked as she arched a brow ridge, "I'm guessing you're not from Vos then."

"No. Iacon," Blades replied, "My name is Blades, and I'm a Rescue Bot. What's your name, miss?"

The femme looked at the sigil on Blades' alt mode, and noted the symbol was very different than what she was used to seeing. It was gold embossed, and had the old Cybertronian glyphs for Rescue Bots. Their kind had been wiped out during the war for Cybertron before the great exodus. It had all happened before her time, so she was surprised to see there was a team still alive. Apparently they hadn't been out of stasis very long either, judging from this guy's naivety.

"Blades, huh? My name's Frazzle," Frazzle introduced herself casually, "I just flew down to earth a few days ago. Haven't had a chance to hook up with my unit. How many Rescue Bots are there on your team?"

"Just four of us," Blades replied, "Our chief is named Heatwave, and then there's Chase and Boulder. I think you'll like them. We all live on Griffin Rock. It's a really neat island, and we have a lot of work to do rescuing people. I think you'll like the fire station too. It's really state of the art."

"On earth?" Frazzle asked critically, "Doubtful."

"Hey, earth isn't some backward hick town!" Dani replied defensively, "Griffin Rock is a center of scientific advancement. I bet you'll see things that would even be impressive on Cybertron."

"Really? You don't say?" Frazzle asked as her yellow optics lit up with interest, "Well then, I would like to see Griffin Rock. Maybe I'm wrong about you humans. I guess I shouldn't judge a data file by its thumbnail."

"Great, you can refuel with us at the station," Blades chirped happily, "I just know you're going to love earth, Frazzle. It's a wonderful new home."

Frazzle then chuckled and winked at Blades before transforming and flying ahead of him and Dani toward the island.

"Well, she seemed...interesting," Dani said awkwardly, not wanting to say what she really thought of that femme.

"I know, right? Her armor looked so cool!" Blades gushed; unaware of Dani's discomfort, "I've never seen anyone that looked like her before. I mean, I can tell she's a seeker, but she looks so glossy and her digits were so long and sharp. She must've been to all sorts of exciting places."

"Her arms had guns on them," Dani noted as she shrunk further into her seat, "And she picked a military jet for her vehicle mode."

"Well you heard Optimus Prime. There was a war," Blades replied; unconcerned, "She was probably a soldier or a scout or something. I'm surprised a soldier would keep their original paint color. She looks so cool with that pink and white paint job. Oh, and those cool steel engravings on her wings. I wonder what that symbol was. It looked like wings, so it's probably a seeker thing."

"Are engravings kind of like tattoos?" Dani asked curiously.

"Maybe," Blades replied, "I don't know. I'll research tattoos when we get home."

When the trio returned to the station everyone was surprised that not only was Blades back in the hangar but that there was a smaller than average F-22 Raptor parked just outside the door; unable to get inside.

"What the?" Kade was the first to speak up, "Dani, you guys were supposed to rescue the jet, not bring it home! Ew, and it's a girly colored jet to boot!"

"I could squish you so easily..." Frazzle growled at the insult, "Move aside, wing nuts. I need to transform."

Frazzle then transformed back into robot mode and quickly shuffled into the hangar; aware that she wasn't supposed to be seen by the native populace yet. All eyes and optics were on Frazzle as she stood to her full height. She was shorter than the Rescue Bots, but still taller than the humans.

"Um...Guys, this is Frazzle," Blades said to break the tension, "Frazzle, this is my rescue team."

"Cool! Another Cybertronian!" Cody exclaimed, "And you're a jet! How fast can you go, huh? Can you make a sonic boom? Can I go for a ride sometime? Please?"

"Never," Frazzle shot back quickly, "Blades, how many of these things are there in this building? I'm surprised you haven't accidentally stepped on one yet."

"There are 5 members of the Burns family," Blades replied goodnaturedly, "You've already met Dani, and that little guy is Cody. He's our mission control. Over there is Kade. He's in charge of fire rescue with Heatwave. Then there's Chief Burns. He works with Chase on the police force. And finally there's Graham, who works with Boulder. They're both really smart, though Graham might be a little smarter."

Boulder crossed his arms in mock annoyance, but he was smiling despite trying to look upset. He had to admit it, Graham was a genius, and Boulder was proud of him for that.

"Alright then," Frazzle replied; not sure how else to respond, "So...what is your purpose among the Autobots?"

"Optimus Prime told us to watch over Griffin Rock and its people," Heatwave answered her, "He said Cybertron was destroyed in a cataclysmic event and now earth is our home. Things have been going pretty well here so far, though I have to admit it feels weird to know we're never going home again."

"Um...That's it?" Frazzle asked incredulously, "Optimus Prime gets his servos on a team of ancient Rescue Bots, and he uses you to run errands for the humans on this island? I...I can't even make a snide remark about that. That is just really sad and really stupid."

"Why? The Rescue Bots do great work here," Cody reasoned, "I don't know what we'd do without them."

"Exactly," Frazzle replied flatly, "Listen Blades, I'm pretty low on energon from my trip here. Would it be alright if I recharged here at the station?"

"Is it alright, guys?" Blades asked Heatwave and Chief Burns.

"I don't see why not," Chief Burns replied, "Maybe you'll feel fresher in the morning, Frazzle."

"She doesn't get my berth," Heatwave grumbled.

"Don't flatter yourself, ground pounder," Frazzle snorted, "Anyway, thanks for getting me out of that jam, Blades. You're alright for someone that flies like a semi truck."

"Hey Frazzle," Blades called out as she was walking away, "I forgot to ask, why did you crash into the ocean?"

"Oh, it was a stupid reason," Frazzle laughed and shrugged airily, "I wasn't watching where I was going and then I got shot. Knocked out my navigation systems and barely missed a major fuel line. Self repairs will take care of it."

Frazzle walked away and Blades smiled and waved back at her.

"Alright, goodnight Frazzle, even though it's still daytime," Blades laughed and awkwardly spoke, "See you in the- shot!?" He suddenly realized what she had said, "Heatwave, did she say she got shot?"

"Yeah, I think she did," Heatwave replied, "Of all the times to not have a medic on the team."

"I know how to perform basic repairs," Boulder offered.

"Wait a minute guys," Graham interjected, "If that lady robot got shot, then who shot her? And why? Something about this doesn't add up. She seemed way too calm for someone that just suffered an injury."

"I think I was right," Blades said out of the blue.

"Right about what?" Chief Burns asked.

"That Frazzle is a soldier," Blades replied, "That what I told Dani when we were flying home. Frazzle has weapons on her arms and doesn't seem concerned about getting shot. She also feels like we're wasting resources by being here. That tells me she's probably a soldier. She'll probably want to go back to wherever Optimus Prime stationed her in the morning. It's too bad. I wanted to get to know her better..."

...

Meanwhile, in a corner of the break room preparing to recharge on the ground was Frazzle. She couldn't believe her luck. She had found an island with technology that could help the Decepticons, and she had run into the only Autobots in the universe that wouldn't recognize a Decepticon if they shot them in the back, which was exactly her plan. Frazzle went into recharge thinking up ways to conquer Griffin Rock and rip those idiot Rescue Bots to shreds.