AN - I give the fuck up, I'm re-re-writing the beginning because I wrote two and a half chapters in 4 hours in a manic episode. I'm trying to go back and not rush it please please be patient.
"I am Optimus Prime, and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars: We are here. We are waiting." The transmission ended, coordinates to the planet 'Earth'. The Autobot tactician turned towards his comrades, the only two he'd found in his journey so far. Prowl had almost passed the small moon by before registering the faint spark signals where he found Bluestreak and Hound in forced stasis due to low energon levels. Using his emergency rations both had recovered enough to move on.
It had been a long time since Prowl had seen Bluestreak and Hound, the Autobots had dispersed into small groups after Cybertron had been overtaken by the Decepticons all those vorns ago.
"Are we sure its not a trap?" Bluestreak inquired.
"It was on a secure Autobot channel, it is unlikely that a decepticon could have sent the message." Prowl stated, "We need to take the chance to regroup into a larger group if we want to have any chance against the Decepticons."
That was only part of the reason, Jazz had been in a small group lead by Optimus Prime. The bond Prowl shared with Jazz had faded almost 6 joors ago before he lost the signal completely. He could feel it now, much fainter than he'd felt before, and it was in the direction the transmission lead towards.
Leading his comrades forward, Prowl sent a promise towards Jazz.
'I am coming.'