Oh my god guys, I am SO sorry I haven't updated as of late, my laptop charger took a turn and completely died, rendering my laptop useless. To make up for this I'm gonna post one of the fictions I started and finished on my phone(this one), then I'm gonna make myself write the next chapters of A City of Warriors and The Betrayed(its obvious those two get more attention than my others so I'm going to focus more on them).

Brothers Till the End

Chapter One

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I shook my head as explosions echoed around me. I stood up with a wince and edged to the edge of the corridor only to jolt back at the sight of a Decepticon firing upon an Autobot. I vented harshly; I couldn't hide forever. I narrowed my optics as I thought up a plan.

"Resistance: Futile. Soundwave: terminate," That voice made me stiffen up. I vented again and my wings relaxed again. I looked back at what was left of my trine. I may have been a seeker but I wasn't wanting to be a Decepticon.

"What's your plan, Supernova?" Asked Acidstorm. I vented again. I was supposed to be the trine leader but I had no clue. I shook my helm. "We can just stay here! We have to get help for Redstar!"

"I know Acidstorm. All I can think of is making a run for it," Acidstorm hummed in thought. I looked back at him as he slung Redstar over his shoulder. I winced at the crack in his cockpit and the energon leaking from his wing. "Are you sure you'll be okay? Your wing's leaking pretty bad,"

"I will be fine Supernova," he narrowed his optics. I vented and subspaced my Overloader. I heard Acidstorm subspace is own weapon and stand beside me with Redstar over his shoulder. He nodded and I nodded to.

"FOR THE LOVE OF THE GAME!" we roared as we stormed out of our hiding. Several Autobots heard our cry and returned to us.

"We can ward Soundwave away from you but not for long," one soldier informed. I nodded my helm as they ran after Soundwave. Acidstorm and I ran down the already wrecked building. We dodged several falling walls and the occasional roof plating.

When we reached the main door the place shook violently.

"Warning! Volcanic Stabilizers are now dysfunctional! All personal evacuate immediately!" Sounded the alarms. Acidstorm and I shared the same look of horror. I subspaced my Overloader to pry open the locked door. With a grunt I ripped it open but held it. Acidstorm nodded and ran through. I spun around as I jumped out.

"Can you fly?" I asked. He nodded.

"I won't be able to use jet form though, T-cog's slagged from the explosions. I can still fly in robot mode,"

"Good, now go fly away from here, I will be right behind you," Acidstorm nodded and activated his thrusters as he moved Redstar into a more comfortable position. I watched the two seekers disappear into the smoked clouds before looking back. I watched as a Petro-Vulture I knew was Laserbeak fly out of the erupting volcano. I snarled, transformed and shot after Acidstorm. I caught up with him easily.

"How is Redstar?"

"Holding out for now, he's still in stasis lock and his energon is running dangerously low,"

"Then we need to find a medic," Acidstorm nodded in agreement.

::Supernova to Silverbolt can you read me?:: I said over the comms.

::This is Silverbolt. I read you loud and clear Supernova.::

::Thank Primus, We have a situation, Soundwave has demolished the MechTech laboratories, not many Autobots survived the attack from what I can see and Redstar is failing fast,::

A frustrated growl from Silverbolt told me he wasn't happy.

::Can you make it to Diego Garcia?::

::I'm afraid not Commander. Redstar is in stasis and Acidstorm is finding it difficult to fly with one thruster and Redstar's weight,::

::I will alert Optimus though I don't know what can be done. For now lay low and keep your signals scrambled from Decepticons,::

Silverbolt cut the link.

"Acidstorm we have to lay low for now," Acidstorm nodded and I flew towards a collection of trees. I transformed and landed silently as Acidstorm caught up. He landed with a gentle thud before laying Redstar against a rock. He vented and sunk to his aft. "Recharge for now, I will take point,"

"You need to recharge too Supernova!" He retorted. I shook my helm.

"Your welfare is more important than mine," he glared at me with a flash of his visor. I gave the F-16 a sarcastic look before walking away.

"You are one stubborn mech!" He snapped. I rolled my optics.

glared after the A-10 as he walked off. What a stubborn mech. Acidstorm vented softly.

'I guess war's hardened him...' he mused to himself. He turned to Redstar who was now slowly onlining. He kneeled beside his trinemate with a concerned look on his face. The F-35 smiled weakly up at him, his optics dim from lack of energon.

"You should be in Stasis," Acidstorm scolded.

"I can't stay in stasis forever," Redstar retorted. Acidstorm vented. Both his brothers were stubborn glitches. He rolled his optics under his visor and sat beside Redstar. Said mech looked ahead of him and stared out. Both mechs jolted as Supernova appeared out of nowhere and ran over to them.

"There's a C-17 come to collect us not far from here. Ratchet is on board," I panted. Acidstorm and Redstar stared at me in doubt for a klik before Acidstorm helped his brother to his pedes with one arm over his shoulder. I went to his other side and we both helped our wounded brother to the C-17.

As promised Ratchet was waiting inside the cargo carrier. Acidstorm and I helped Redstar into the plane and sat him on the floor where Ratchet told us. I stood to one side as the medic got to work. Acidstorm's wings sagged a little and I saw the energon dripping down his wing. I instinctively moved over to him and subspaced the medkit Redstar demanded I carried. I thanked him silently as I got to work on Acidstorm's torn wing.

"Didn't think you were the medic of the trine," Ratchet said absently.

"Redstar demanded I carried a medkit with me, should anything like this happen," I replied dryly. Redstar chuckled at my answer and a small smile rose on my face. I noticed Acidstorm's visor flash in amusement.

"Then he's a good thinker. Unless it's about his own welfare," I laughed this time.

"Yea well, Supernova and Redstar are both stubborn glitches," Acidstorm laughed. I gave him a playful hit on the arm with a laugh.

"You're just as stubborn," Redstar added. This time Acidstorm didn't retort. "That shut ya up,"

"You three have to be the most nonchalant Trine I've ever met," Ratchet mused. All three of us chuckled in response.

Once at base my trine had to have a full checkup and have any damages repaired. Unfortunately I had more damage than I realized. My right shoulder was dislocated(I don't know how I didn't notice), the right side of my helm was burned and my spark chamber was close to collapsing. Acidstorm only had a torn wing, dysfunctional Thruster and a cracked cockpit and Redstar needed his left leg, optic and arm repaired. I wondered idly what happened to him. I winced as I felt something sharp stick into my neck. Slowly my vision blurred and my systems slowed. Acidstorm and Redstar waved a little as the stasis-enducing drug kicked in. I offlined my optics as my systems shut down.

Acidstorm folded his arms over his chest as he sat up. Supernova had been in the med bay for hours. He frowned as he looked to the door. Redstar limped into the recreation room and sat beside his trinemate.

"You seem tense," he said.

"Supernova is still in stasis,"

"Well duh, he suffered major damage."

"Shouldn't you be helping out?" Redstar shrugged.

"Ratchet wouldn't let me," he said simply. Acidstorm lay back with a vent. "I got you some High-grade. I thought you'd need it," Redstar handed Acidstorm the cube of high-grade.

"Thanks Red'" he vented. The two mechs sat in silence as they had their energon. Not even Sideswipe and Sunstreaker's stupidity brought them out of silence. Ironhide walked in at one point with a face of fury. Acidstorm and Redstar watched as the weapons specialist growled at the two pains-in-the-aft.

"What?" Sideswipe remarked.

"I heard word from Mirage that you two are up to something again," Sideswipe turned to Sunstreaker.

"I thought the room felt strange," Sunstreaker mused dryly. Acidstorm rolled his optics and shut off his sound receptors. He reclined in the chair and stared up at the ceiling.

Supernova ran into the room, optics filled with fear. Acidstorm and Redstar shared the same look of fear.

"Starscream has joined the Decepticon ranks!" He yelled fear clear in his tone. Acidstorm's optics widened in horror and he rose to his pedes.

"What do we do?" Redstar asked slowly.

"I'm going with Jetfire to warn Zeta Prime,"

"then I will come to," Redstar narrowed his optics. Acidstorm nodded in agreement and Supernova's optics lit up. He nodded and left the room. Acidstorm and Redstar followed their trine leader. Supernova suddenly began to crouch and Acidstorm and Redstar copied his movements. They suck past the control room where Megatron and other Decepticons were. Supernova signaled to go on ahead. The other two stayed still for a few moments before finally nodding and sneaking away. Supernova moved to hide behind the door before standing straight. He knew it was a stupid idea to confront Megatron but it hand to be done. The jet vented silently and slowly made his presence known. His spark murmured as Megatron hard optics lay on him. For a long moment they stared at each other before Megatron spoke.

"what is your designation?" He snarled. At first Supernova didn't answer but he kept his cool. A wave of confidence washed over him as he spoke.

"I am the leader of one of the seeker trines," he narrowed his optics much to Megatron's confusion. "I did come to speak to Jetfire but it seems I'm too late." Supernova chose his words carefully. Megatron paused for a few kliks.

"are you staying with Jetfire or joining the winning side?" The Decepticons leader asked. Supernova grinned with a glint in his optics as he stood tall.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you Megatron; I must deny your proposition," as soon as he said that line his confidence washed away. Megatron glared at the mech.

"very well. Breakdown, Soundwave. Dispose of him," Supernova easily dodged a blast from Breakdown and turned to run. He transformed after a short running start and shot down the hall. Breakdown kept firing on the seeker but only grazed his underside. Supernova burst through the wall and flew towards Cybertron, the Autobot insignia on his wings. Acidstorm and Redstar shared the same look before smirking and transforming.

"For Cybertron!" They both cried as they followed their leader, Autobot insignia appearing on both.

Acidstorm shook his helm at the short flashback. He looked down to see he had more High-grade than he thought. He shuttered his optics under his visor a couple of times before rising to his pedes.

"Where ya goin,?" Redstar asked with a slur.

"To get some recharge, I'm exhausted." He replied. Without waiting for an answer he left the rec room. He stumbled a little but regained himself quickly. At the sight of Optimus and Silverbolt he tensed.

'Slag! I'm overcharged and Optimus is right there! Not to mention Silverbolt!' he thought to himself. He realized he was holding on to something and he was worse than he thought. Silverbolt gave him a concerned look while Optimus kept his sturdy glance. Acidstorm didn't know how to speak to them. He knew he was overcharged and couldn't get his words out.

"Off for recharge?" Optimus asked slowly. Acidstorm nodded grateful for Optimus speaking first. He stood up straight but stumbled again. Silverbolt caught him quickly.

"I will take him to his living quarters," he said. Optimus nodded once and continued to the rec room. Once the door hissed shut Silverbolt spoke again. "You're over energized,"

"A little," was all Acidstorm could muster up. Silverbolt rolled his optics as he slung the seekers arm over his shoulder. He led him to his living quarters and the door hissed open. Acidstorm vented with relied as the Aerialbot helped him into the main room. He sat him down before backing up.

"Supernova will be out before you know it. Until then Optimus has allowed you and Redstar to stay in base. Just don't get over energized again," Silverbolt smiled a little as he turned to leave.

"Silver," Silverbolt paused. "Can you tell Redstar not to make too much noise when he comes in?" The Aerialbot chuckled and nodded before leaving. Once the door hissed shut Acidstorm lay back on the sofa. He stared at the ceiling again but only for a little while. He stood up and stumbled into his berthroom. He sat on the side of the berth and looked at the floor. "Please be alright 'Nova..." he vented. He laid on his back on the berth and before he knew it he drifted into recharge.

"So that seeker trine is on earth?"

"Affirmative."

"Slagging fools."

"Says the one who's always trying to betray Megatro- ow!"

"Silence Skywarp!"

"Enough. This time Supernova has gone too far. Starscream, next time a Decepticon detects them, you are to offline that entire trine,"

"Yes lord Megatron,"

Acidstorm woke with a start. He sat up and shook his helm only to cause the helmache already there to get more painful.

"Slag," he muttered. "I had more High-grade than I thought." He growled. He stretched his arms as he stood. He rubbed his aching helm as he left the berthroom. Redstar was already awake with the energon equivalent of coffee in his servo. He turned to his trinemate with an emotionless expression.

"Good cycle 'storm," he greeted smoothly. Acidstorm sat down in a chair opposite.

"Good cycle," he grumbled.

"Hangover?"

"You think?" Acidstorm slumped in the chair. Redstar pushed a cube of energon to his wingmate who took it hesitantly.

"Don't worry; its med-grade," Acidstorm gave him a grateful look before sipping at the cube. For a few breams they sat in silence listing to the humans outside. A sudden bang caught them off and they shared the same look. Redstar put his energon down and stood up. Acidstorm stood up too with his energon still in his servo. The two seekers headed out their shared quarters and watched the drama unfold. Sideswipe was pinned to the wall by the throat by a PINK Ironhide. Acidstorm raised an optic ridge while Redstar tried to contain his amusement. Sunstreaker was at the lower end of the hallway holding his abdomen as he laughed.

"It's too slaggin early in the mornin to be pulling pranks!" Ironhide snarled. Sideswipe gagged in response. The two seekers could tell he was genuinely scared. The frontliner had never been caught literally before so it was a surprise.

"It washes off doesn't it?" Sunstreaker chortled. Ironhide growled. Optimus and Elita walked over to Ironhide with slightly amused looks.

"Sunstreaker. My office now," Optimus growled. Sunstreaker stopped laughing and sagged. Ironhide let go of Sideswipe and backed up. Sideswipe shuffled back from the pissed mech. "That includes you too Sideswipe," Sideswipe whimpered a little before rising to his pedes and skating to Optimus' office. "You best wash that off before you go anywhere," Optimus mused to Ironhide who grumbled and left for the washracks. Redstar finally released his laugh as Ironhide disappeared. Redstar's laugh caused Acidstorm to spit out his energon with his own laugh.

"Oh Primus! Did you see Sideswipe's face!" Redstar started. "That was priceless!"

"Maybe so but I would hate to be him right now," Acidstorm replied seriously. The two seekers turned to Optimus who looked humoured himself.

"Ratchet wishes to see you two and check your repairs," the Prime said slowly. Both seekers nodded and Optimus and Elita headed down the hallway. Acidstorm followed Redstar to the medbay once he disposed of the empty energon cube. The door hissed open and Ratchet looked up from his work. A sense of dread washed over both seekers at the sight of their leader. His chest was wide open and his spark chamber was being held together by a form of Cybertronium. His other injuries had been repaired but it was clear it would be a while before his spark chamber would be repaired. Supernova's optics were dark and his spark was thrumming at a regular beat- a good sign indeed and the only sign he was online.

"How are your injuries?" Ratchet asked.

"I'm feeling like my old self again," Redstar replied first.

"My wing still throbs every so often but other than that I'm alright," Acidstorm said on a nod. Ratchet nodded. "How long until 'Nova will be on his pedes?" Acidstorm asked suddenly. Ratchet turned to the seeker caught off-guard.

"It won't be for a few orns I'm afraid, until then Silverbolt has allowed you both to aid the Aerialbots should they need your help," Acidstorm nodded and Redstar kept his gaze on his leader. He hoped to Primus Supernova would be alright.

Lennox sighed and nipped the bridge of his nose. He'd heard enough of Sideswipe and Sunstreaker's excuses and was beginning to get fed up.

"Pwht, those two never learn," Ironhide mumbled to the captain.

"I know. It's already boiling my blood," he growled. Ironhide rolled his optics. "I'm surprised you haven't beat one of them up yet,"

"I'm tempted to," the mech snorted. Lennox sighed. "What's up? Somethin bothering you?"

"Yea. That mech, Supernova I think was his name. I'm a little worried about him,"

"He will be fine Will, he's a tough mech. He's pretty much been through the pit and back." Ironhide paused as he knelt to speak to the human. "He was one of the few Seekers that didn't join the 'cons. In fact, he was the one that confronted Megatron about not joining and escaped unscathed. His trine was sent with Optimus to infiltrate Kaon and rescue Zeta Prime. They managed to escape but disappeared for a while. They re-emerged when Metroplex came online. After that they helped us with the Ark," Will hummed in thought. "He's a tough mech," Ironhide finished with a smirk.

"Hence he was sent to the MechTech facility..."

My audios slowly onlined and I could hear the whir of machinery. I focussed on my energon levels and was relieved to see they were up 100%. My spark was still thrumming contentedly but it felt strangely colder than usual. Everything else felt perfectly normal. I slowly onlined my optics. I looked around to see I was still in the medbay. Ratchet appeared at the door and walked in followed by an irate Jazz. His visor was cracked and he had scuffs and dents on his frame.

"I told you not to deal with the twins on your own," Ratchet scolded. Jazz scoffed as he sat on the berth beside mine. I managed to swivel my head to face the small saboteur. He glared at the wall as Ratchet scanned him.

"Well Ah wasn't abou' ta let em prank 'Hide again," He growled. I raised an optic ridge.

"Whaddya mean, 'again'?" I asked. Jazz jolted and Ratchet looked past him at me.

"When did you online?" Ratchet asked.

"About 7.45 kliks ago," I said. He hummed in thought.

"How do you feel?" He asked. I shrugged but winced at the slight tug in my chest.

"Not as bad as before. But my spark feels colder than usual," I confessed.

"That's because your spark chamber gave up. I've managed to prevent your spark from implosion and I'm working on new armour however that will take time," my optics widened in horror. "Relax, your perfectly stable. Should worse come to the worst I may have to put your spark in another body," I froze and stared up at him. "Calm down slaggit, I've done it before I can do it again,"

"Another body?!" I exclaimed. Jazz jolted at my outburst. "Do you know how slagging degrading that would be!"

"'Eres tha' seekah attitude again," Jazz said. I frowned at the remark.

"Would you rather go offline and abandon your trine?" I paused at Ratchet's inquiry before venting. "That's what I thought." He fell silent as he started to work on Jazz. I watched the medic for a few seconds before returning my gaze to the ceiling.

It was awkwardly silent for the next joor. It was only broken by the sound of Jazz leaving the room and Ratchet fiddling with my makeshift spark chamber.

~hey Acidstorm, Redstar~I said over the bond. I jolted a little at the sudden rush of panic and relief over the bond causing my spark to convulse and scold Ratchet.

"Slaggit Supernova!" He exclaimed waving his servo. "Warn me next time!" He growled. I smirked.

~Thank Primus you're alright!~ Redstar exclaimed. A softer flow of brotherly love flew through the bond.

~I was worried sick 'Nova!~ Acidstorm chirped. Ratchet frowned down at me and I grinned with a glint in my optics.

~Are you two holding up alright? I don't want to find you both scratched to pit,~ I growled over the bond.

~Oh we're fine 'Nova, don't lose recharge over us,~ Redstar said calmly. He always was the most relaxed of the two. ~How's you spark chamber coming along?~ he asked suddenly.

~Alls well, though you panic and relief almost singed Ratchet,~ I mused. Ratchet scoffed and moved away. I watched him leave before looking at my chest. My cockpit was gone; the walls of my spark chamber were still being artificially held together and my spark was pulsing normally. Ratchet came back with a look of dread.

"I got bad news and good news,"

"What's the bad news?" I vented.

"Your spark chamber won't hold out for much longer," I vented heavily. Great, I was gonna die. "Good news is, I've found a way to get you a new body without too much difficulty," My optics lit up and I looked up at him. He smiled just a little as he reached up for something. Air Raid and Skydive came in suddenly. Ratchet attached something to my chest and I felt very tense around my spark. Air Raid grinned down at me as he offered a servo. I took it hesitantly and he pulled me to my pedes. I winced at the pull in my chest and leaned on Air Raid.

"Easy 'Nova, don't rush yourself," he said. I nodded and slung my arm over his shoulder as he did the same. Skydive came up beside me and lifted my arm over his shoulder and the two Aerialbots led me out the medbay. Acidstorm and Redstar appeared ahead and saluted as we walked over.

"We'll take it from here guys," Redstar said. Air Raid nodded and I was gently transferred to my trinemates. They lead me out into the flight deck where Optimus and Jolt were waiting.

"I have spoken to the Director and she has spoken to the government. You have their permission to transfer your spark into one of their A-10 jets," Optimus announced. I smirked; my alt form was already an A-10 so it'd be easy to adjust. Acidstorm and Redstar helped me over to the black and red Jet already waiting. Jolt stood between us and nodded. I vented as I offlined my optics and shut off my systems.

Okay, that took a lot longer to proof-read due to my laptop lagging ridiculously bad.

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