The parentheses are there, because I used a Cybertronian font that I downloaded. If any of you are interested in knowing what it looks like, I'll post a picture on my twitter page. I hope you all enjoy! :)

Oh and for the songs, I will have all of them listed either at the end of each chapter or all in one big chapter.

Ch. 1

-Jazz's POV-

Prowl and I were running through the Halls of Iacon, or at least what was left of them anyways. We were left on Cybertron to find any surviving Autobots, but any we did find were dead or dying as we tried to take them to our hidden underground base for repairs. At the moment, we were trying to avoid the oncoming Decepticons. Lasers flew past us, I had a few laser burns, but none were fatal, same as Prowl.

"Come on, Ah know how we can lose 'em." I told Prowl before grabbing his servo and made a sharp right.

"How is leading them through the Hall of Primes, going to help?" Prowl asked as he looked over his shoulder.

I spun us behind a large statue that was surrounded by shadows. I had Prowl pinned between my arms. We looked over his shoulder as the Vehicons ran passed without a thought of even looking around. We looked back at each other, and I flashed my visors at him to show that I was winking.

"You could have told me your plans. You know how I feel about having plans." Prowl pushed me away, not even phased by me.

His Praxian wings flicked with annoyance. Prowl was a white and black mech, with long slender wings, a pair of retractable gold visors, a red chevron in the middle of his helm, and his Autobot insignia on the center of his chest. I on the other servo; am all silver, I come to Optimus' chest, short Polyhexian horns, and a pair retractable cyan visors. Prowl rarely wore his visors, only wearing them when he's focused on his work. Which would be all the time, if it weren't for me. My visors were to hide my past.

"But where's dah fun in dat. Were ya able tah get Prime's location?" I walked a couple steps ahead of him.

"Yes, but…Agh." I turned and saw energon leaking from his leg.

I got down and examined it and came to the conclusion that it could be patched with my emergency repair kit. I helped Prowl sit on the ground as I cleaned the site and slapped on a patch that was filled with nanobots. "Better?"

"You know that we wasted point five-seven-six seconds just to repair me?" Prowl was working his high CPU to the max. "But yes much."

The only thing I could do was laugh at my friend. "Prowler, relax yer processor. Come on, yer not gonna be able tah walk on dat ped."

"You are lucky I am comfortable with you." Prowl grumbled as he let me scoop him into my arms.

"Now is it because of my sparklin' personality or because Ah'm dah only Kaonion dat isn't a Decepticon?" I teased him.

Prowl sighed heavily, "Jazz, you know that just because you're Kaonion it does not mean you're bad."

"So, my personality, haha. Ah know Prowler, we should try tah figure out where exactly Prime went tah. And tell him what's been goin' on here." I reminded Prowl as I walked to a lift that led to an underground hanger.

"Jazz, you know Optimus ordered for us to stay on Cybertron until further orders." Prowl and his stupid need to follow orders.

I carefully snuck onto a small black and blue fighter ship. Setting Prowl down in the copilot seat, I made sure the ship's door was shut tight before activating the medic droid. "My buddy up front needs some repairs."

The droid zoomed off to tend to Prowl, and I went over to transmitter. ::Jazz tah Optimus, come in Optimus. Can ya read?::

Pew. Pew. The ship's shield lit up as Vehicons and Starscream appeared in front of us. I heard Prowl curse in Praxian before returning fire. "Jazz, come on I need your help piloting."

I ran over to the pilot seat and began activating the thrusters. "Ship, what's yer name?" The name Zeta appeared on my screen. "Aight Zeta, show meh dah quickest way out of here."

A blue print of the hanger appeared, and then a red blip appeared on an exit door straight above us. Flipping some switches on as Prowl did the same. "Lifting off in three…two…one!" Prowl shouted before we shot through the five levels of ceiling until we floated in the night sky. "Jazz."

"Ah see it." I saw that an acid storm cloud was heading our direction, Primus can't we just leave in peace!? "Prowl, can ya see if we're bein' followed?"

Prowl nodded before pressing a button on the chair, and he moved to the left. He started typing away on the keypad. "Starscream and his trine are on our tailpipes."

I tapped the arm rest in thought. "Can we get into hyper speed?"

"Not with how close that storm is Jazz. The storm is too big to go around it." Prowl was obviously in a good mood despite our current situation. And then I saw his visors click down in front of his bright blue optics, which meant he was in strategist mode. "Jazz, dive down when I say so."

I nervously looked at my buddy but did as he said. The storm was getting closer, and the Seekers were almost on top of us. "Prowl, any time now."

He stood with his servos pressed against the terminal, and his wings stood straight. The entire interior of the ship was flashing the warning as we inched closer. I noticed that the Decepticons were pulling back, but Prowl kept telling me to hold. And thank all mighty Primus Prowl yelled. "Now!"

I made a last-minute nose dive, and just barely avoided the storm with a swoop up once we cleared the storm. With a sigh of instant relief, I gave Prowl a bewildered look. "Are ya insane!? Ah mean Ah like dah adrenaline of danger, but dat was insane!"

"And Starscream thinks we're done for, so my plan worked. Now that we are out of Soundwave's jammer, we should be able to get ahold of Optimus' location. Zeta detect any nearby Autobot signatures." Prowl may be the Third-in-command, but he always gave the vibe of being the Second-in-command.

"Sector nine, quadrant four. Dis'll take a while, we should go into stasis." I suggested before putting the ship in autopilot with our destination to the planet Earth.

Prowl looked at me with a nod, his visors were snapped back. "You're right. Oh, your visors are cracked."

I quietly gasped as I removed the thin silver rims of my visors from my helm. Prowl was the first of the Autobots that I trusted with my secret, so looking at him without my visors didn't bother me in the slightest. "Well slag, Ah left my extra back in my hideout."

"Well aren't you lucky that I am also a preparer." Prowl opened his subspace just under his chest and pulled out a small black case.

Inside it was my other pair of visors. The case was designed to repair as well as hold my visors. Switching them out, I subspaced the case with a smile of relief. "Thanks. Do ya need help into yer pod?"

Prowl shook his helm as he limped over to it. He looked at me with a soft smile, and his wings waved at me. "Jazz, you are always so concerned for my safety. You should worry about your own for once."

"Ah'll worry when ya stop workin' yerself into a recharge." I teased him. "Zeta, wake us up when we land."

The lights dimmed down as all power went to the stasis pods, and the engines. I played Cybertronian music in my audio receptors before my pod filled up with stasis gas. My systems all shut off, and my optics closed as my visors cut off. When I onlined, my tanks started hurting, and as soon as my pod opened I purged. Prowl collapsed to the floor as he did the same.

When I recovered I saw that our ship had crashed into something, and all the systems were done for. Which explained for the sudden online from stasis. "Zeta, ship diagnostics."

Energon levels: depleted

Shields: 87% damage taken

Navigation: Offline

Weapon system: Offline

Communications: Offline

Stasis pods: Offline

Media bay: Offline

Thrusters: Offline

"Well at least we were able to online." Prowl said as he wiped his mouth of the purged energon.

I examined his leg from where I stood. "It seems tah be healed, come on we should try tah find Optimus."

"I think it would be best to find some alt modes." Prowl suggested as he held up a data pad of the planet's transportation, which were a bit similar to Cybertron. "And I think until we find Optimus we should remain in our Alt modes."

I hated how right Prowl could be, but I didn't know enough or even anything about this planet to tell if we can't rust the inhabitants. "Ah agree."

Prowl found his alt mode rather fast, it was a 2012 white based Camaro with black racing stripes, and 'serve and protect' written on the bottoms of the doors. I rolled my optics, of course a law enforcement vehicle was going to be his alt mode. My alt mode was a silver Ascari with butterfly doors, black tinted windows, and a giant stereo system in the trunk.

"Why am I not surprised that you chose a fast car with a loud radio system?" Prowl chuckled before opening the door. "Come on, I've already downloaded the laws of the road for us to better blend in. So please not too loud?"

I gasped and put my servo to my chest as if offended. "When have Ah ever played my music loud?"

"Jazz." Prowl sternly said to me.

I put my servos out with a chuckle. "Aight, aight Ah'll try tah keep it quiet."

We left the ship and put its cloaking on before transforming and leaving it behind. I figured that since Prowl already downloaded the laws of this planet, I'd download the musical culture of it. Playing a random song on my brand-new speakers, I felt my entire body boom and shake as it played. The song was called 'Ridin' by someone named Chamillionaire. We later on learned that this planet had a lot of inhabitants, but the more dominant species were called humans.

::Jazz, you are driving five miles over the speed limit. Slowdown.:: Prowl scolded me.

::Aw come on Prowler, Ah'm only tryin' out my new wheels.:: I joked as I did a few doughnuts into the dirt path. ::Ah'm seriously hopin' Prime is here, because Ah'm already lovin' dis place.::

::Jazz, focus on the mission. We are here to find Optimus and inform him of the situation on Cybertron.:: Prowl stopped in front of me, knowing that I was going to stop.

Quickly slamming on the breaks, I stopped next to him. ::Fine, Ah can try contactin' him. Ah just need somethin' tah hook myself up tah.::

One of the many talents I have is to be able to hook my comlink to any communication tower and use it as a booster for my comlink. I also can use my music to create waves that knock anyone within range out, as well as many other things.

::What about there? That mountain seems to have a lot of towers. That means going through a nearby town, called Griffin Rock.:: Prowl hinted that I needed to cool my jets.

::Aight cool, stealthy Jazz.:: I chuckled before going the speed limit. ::If there is a chance Prime's here, then there might be Cons. Ah think turnin' off our signatures is a safe bet.::

::I think you are correct, but when we reach those towers we turn them back on.:: Prowl didn't like the idea of not being able to be tracked by friendlies, but I wanted to avoid unnecessary fighting when he could hurt his leg again.

We turned our signatures off, which also turned our way of identifying any Cybertronians that may be in this planet. When we made it to the town, I was blasting some more music wanting to bust out a few moves. A firetruck, a helicopter, and a police car flew by with their sirens on. We paid no mind to it, as it was a normal thing on Cybertron, but it was the bulldozer that really struck my curiosity. I stopped to turn and follow the strange rescue crew, but Prowl honked his horn at me.

::Jazz; towers, Optimus, mission? Any of that ring a bell?:: Prowl honked at me when I went to go follow them.

::Sorry, okay let's go.:: I continued leading us to the mountain.

I can't believe that I'm going to be quoting Optimus, but there was more to this town than meets the eye. And I was going to figure out what it was, even if it killed me.