Hi!

I found this between some old notes, and I felt like I just had to try and write it.

As per the original concept/idea, this should have been written & posted in German, but right now, I like writing in English more, and english stories usually have more readers (and comments *hint*), so...

Have fun with it, and please give me some feedback, I need to get into the writing flow again.

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Day 21

It's been exactly three weeks now.

Three weeks since the escalation. The collapse. The catastrophe. Or, as Sides calls it: "The end of the world"...

It's not that funny if you've been through it twice now. Once, on Cybertron, where it was admittedly much slower. And now here, on earth. It was much faster here. We were already scattered when the bombs fell, and contact was lost. What did it matter, in the end, whose bombs hit where? Some areas were hit that much that there's literally nothing left, now. Others are highly radioactive, and others still are biologically contaminated. I could at least gather this much before the networks broke down.

It can't be what the Cons wanted, either, when they joined the bombing. Last thing I heard, they were as scattered as we are, stranded as well. Not that it's any consolation, though...

This is the first time I tried to write about what happened, but it certainly won't be the last. I won't let anyone see, but it helps.

Anyways, it's not as if I hadn't gotten lucky. Me and the twins, we found each other, only a few days after it happened, and we've travelled toghether since. Company makes it easier. But we worry. "No contact" literally means "no contact", at all. If only I knew where Optimus was. My greatest worry is that I won't be able to find him, or that he's dead or captured. There have to be some human groups still, and maybe some of those who targeted us specifically might have survived as well.

I can only hope, and keep searching...

"Naria! Come on, we gotta leave!"

I flinched, looking up from my datapad, the last undamaged one I still had. The sudden call had been surprising. Shouldn't have been, but was. With a sigh, I carefully tucked it into subspace again, encrypting access for good measure, too.

Only then did I stand up, slipping easily into Bio-Mode again, calling back: "Okay, okay! No need to yell, Sides! I was just thinking about where to go next." With that, I exited the ruined building that had been our shelter for the night.

Seeing that they'd already packed up everything we'd left outside (mostly a few sensors and such) I suddenly felt a little bad. After all, I'd just been sitting around. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to write everything down?

Well, but even if it wasn't, there were more important things to be done right now, like leaving this place, as the impatient looks they threw me reminded me. Being stationary was the worst thing we could do right now. Nearly no resources left, and something called R.W.U.s (letters pronounced seperately) made it downright lethal even.

Still lost in thought, I followed Sunny and Sides through the debris field that had once been some city, further east for now. It would be another long day...