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Ch.1

"Smokescreen, what if I'm not good enough?" A light yellow and gray femme with matching door wings asked the mech beside her. Her bright green optics were filled with worry.

The young white mech looked down slightly at the yellow femme. "Solarwing, you'll be prefect enough for any Prime. How's the chip working?"

"Still working, will you be with me when we meet him?" Solarwing asked nervously when they stopped on the outside of their Autobot military camp. "I'm afraid of what will happen if the glitch appears again. They'll deactivate me for sure."

Smokescreen looked at her with concern. "Sis, you won't have a glitch. You were the first one to successfully pass every test to be a Tracker! We'll get you through this also."

Solarwing hugged her brother with a smile. "Thanks Smokey, you know how to make me feel better."

Before Smokescreen could say something sarcastic, a loud thud behind them caused the two siblings to quickly turn. They looked up in fear as they backed up slowly. Before them was Megatron.

"Solar, g-go get the Commander n-now." Smokescreen pushed her back.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Tracker." The tyrant warned as he quickly snatched Smokescreen, holding his fusion cannon to his helm. "Now why don't you come with me, and I'll call off my Seekers and let your brother remain active?"

Solarwing looked at Smokescreen, who was shaking his helm quickly, and then she looked up at Megatron. "If I come with you, then you'll let him go?"

"That is what I said. And that is how your Tracker program works, right? I make a honest deal with you, and your chip activates." Megatron smirked as he continued to hold onto Smokescreen.

"Y-Yes, that's how it works. I-I accept your offer." Solarwing got down on one knee and bowed her helm. A black star overlapping a black gear appeared on her left chest plate.

Smokescreen's optics widened in shock and disbelief. "Solarwing, do you know who this is!? He's the Decepticon warlord!"

"Silence fool, or I'll rip out your voice box." Megatron shook him violently.

Solarwing stood where she was, "Smokescreen, it's okay I'll be fine. He can't deactivate you."

"And why not?" The tyrant asked with a flash of his sharp denta.

Solarwing slowly stood up, and looked up into his optics for a split second before looking down again. "If you break your deal, then I am no longer your Tracker, erm… Lord Megatron."

"You will address as Master, understand?" He pointed at her with his free servo.

She nodded, "Yes, Master."

Megatron grinned, "Good, now let's return to my ship. I have so many plans for you, my little Tracker." He wrapped his arm around her and flew off with Smokescreen screaming her name.

-Megatron's POV-

I have been foiled by Optimus and his group of annoying Autobots yet again! How was I going to gain the upper servo once and for all? I stared into the bundle of clouds. I felt Soundwave stand behind me, turning around I saw fire huddling towards the Earth. Before I could ask him what this was he zoomed in on the object. It was a pod with a symbol I haven't seen for the equivalent of twenty Earth years.

"Hello again, things may get interesting. Soundwave open a space bridge and take Knockout to retrieve the pod." I gave the order as Starscream came strutting in. Ugh that gets really annoying sometimes.

"Lord Megatron, I believe I should personally go and retrieve the pod for you." He put a servo on his chest when he emphasized his need to retrieve the pod.

I glared at him, "You will do no such thing. The asset will deactivate you if she see you."

The realization hit him, "Her? As in the Tracker?"

"Yes." I bluntly said after I turned my back to him with a smile. "You always knew when you were needed."

-Solarwing's POV-

My optics onlined as I heard the pod's lid open slowly. I sat up and looked around, scanning my environment for any enemies. "This is where the signal came-" A space bridge opened, I quickly jumped out and pulled out my scythe.

I relaxed my grip when I saw the familiar dark purple frame of Soundwave. Though the red mech beside him, was someone new. "Commander Soundwave, if you're here, then that must mean Master is here too."

The mech nodded. "Bring… her… to me." He used a variety of Megatron's recordings.

"Who's this?" The red mech had sharp digits and had them casually tapping slowly on his hips.

"Solarwing, I'm Lord Megatron's Tracker." I glared at him.

"Tracker? As in secret Autobot program to create an obedient super soldier?" The mech surprised me when he knew his stuff.

I nodded and attached my scythe to my back, between my wings. "That's right, but the Autobots messed up somewhere in the chip. It caused everyone in my group to glitch and were ordered to be deactivated. I was the lucky one who didn't glitch as bad as the others though."

"Why did an Autobot defect?" The mech had yet to tell me his name.

I rolled my optics. "I'd love to go into my origin story, but can't keep the master waiting."

"Freeze Decepticons!" A blast zoomed past my helm.

I flared my wings and pulled my scythe out. "I see we have guests?" I turned with my heels touching and the long black handle of my weapon hid behind my back as the blue glow from the blade hovered above the ground. My optics scanned the four Autobots that stood defensively in front to of us.

There was a big green mech, a short black and yellow mech, a blue femme, and a red with blue accented mech. I recognized the red mech as Optimus Prime. My optics glared at him. "Why are you here?"

"Do I know you?" Optimus wouldn't know who I am, but his mentor Sentinel Prime and friend Ultra Magnus were the ones who planned on deactivating me.

"Does it matter, all that does is that I deliver your helm to my master." I ran towards the guarded Prime, avoiding the swings of the wrecking balls from the green mech. The femme and yellow, black stripped mech shot their blasters at me. I reflected the blasts as I drew closer to Prime. He was too slow to act when the blade almost came into contact with his neck.

"Enough!" I hear the familiar voice of my Master behind me. My optics widened as I stepped back, I smoothly flipped gracefully back to his side. Compare to Megatron, my wings just barely reached under his shoulder plating. "Let that be a warning Prime of what she's capable of. Come."

I sheathed my weapon and bowed my helm to him. "Yes Master."

We all went back through, and I felt the all too familiar feeling of my processor hurting like frag, and my body stiffening. I saw that Megatron had a digit on his wrist. "You are about as stupid as Starscream! You are no good to me offline! Do that ever again, and I will make the pain worse. Understand?"

"Y-Yes Master." I fell to my servos and peds as I vented heavily.

"Now go with Knockout and have him repair you. After that report back to me, we have a lot of… catching up to do." Megatron ordered before turning his back to everyone.

Starscream stood beside me smirking. I rolled my optics, "Oh stuff it up your aft, Starscream."

"I am second-in-command of the Decepticons, you will listen to me. Autobot slave." Starscream quipped angrily.

I faced him and glared. "I am not yours to command, unless Master wishes it."

The red mech, Knockout, pushed me out of the room as I flared my wings in one last flash of anger. I eventually calmed down as soon as we arrived to the med bay. "So tell me more about Trackers."

He didn't really ask me, more of a demanding me to tell him. I wasn't in the mood to talk about the past, but I didn't want to Megatron to use the disciplinary device again. "Well Trackers were designed to be a secret squad for the Autobots. I along with eleven others were picked by Ultra Magnus and Sentinel Prime to be the first ones. They had us do the most extreme tests, there were some days where they purposely didn't give us our rations. They said it was to take our bodies to the extreme. When they decide we were ready, we all had special chips put into our processor and that's how we became Trackers. Each Tracker is different, each with their own unique gifts."

"And what's yours?" Again demanded rather than simply asking.

"I'm more along the lines a storage device? I also can learn about anyone or anything by simply touching them. My processor is filled with all of Master's plans, secrets, and history before the war. I can also transfer information to the bot that I'm absorbing information from." I explained.

"What about Soundwave? Worried he might discover something that you don't want discovered?" Knockout teased.

I laughed and shook my helm. "Soundwave can't get in this femme's helm. My chip blocks him from reading my mind, he can only talk to me telepathically."

"Why was the program deactivated?" He asked as he scanned my vitals.

"The Autobots messed up in the programming of the chips and programming for us. It caused the others to glitch and become uncontrollable. For some reason the couple times I did, they were little and easily fixable glitches. Thanks to Soundwave's knowledge in technology, he was able to correct the glitch without setting off the kill switch."

The mech looked a bit taken back. "Kill switch?"

I nodded, "It was designed so that if someone tried to download any information from a Tracker, the kill switch would activate and they'd crash. All information erased with it."

"So what was it that Megatron did back there? He didn't even touch you." He was seriously into this, and it kind of weirded me out.

"When an unmarked Tracker and a bot for a contract with a… promise that's honest, it activates the chip. Once the chip activates we are designed to transfer the 'Master file' to whoever we formed the contract with. Once it's successfully transferred, then our Master has a disciplinary button that they use to keep the Tracker in line. I had stepped out of line for putting all of Master's information in danger, and attempting to kill Optimus Prime for him."

"So the Tracker coding is the reason your optics are green?" Knockout asked. I nodded and he returned the gesture. "Well your healthy, though we should get you an alt mode."

"Modes." I corrected.

He looked me in confusion. "What?"

I corrected again, "Modes. We should get me a couple alt modes. I'm a triple charger. Master wanted me to be able to have both flying and land alt modes."

"Why don't you call him by Megatron or Lord Megatron?" He helped me down, completely forgetting about the touching and memories talk.

I froze and knew my optics were wide as I downloaded all the information. We finally pulled apart, I leaned over and vented heavily. "I… I told you what happens when I touch others."

"What did you see?" His voice rose slightly.

"Everything. I told you, and you went ahead and touched me! I… I have to go. Thanks for fixin' me up Doc." I stormed out and went to find Megatron. When I was seeing all of Knockout's history and memories, I saw the Autobots all ready to fight with the medic and the Vehicons. Among the Autobots I saw my brother, Smokescreen. "He's here too. But how?"

I'd figure that part out, after I finds out what my Master wanted. I walked into the bridge, walked up to Megatron, and got down on one knee.

"You wished to see me Master?" I asked before looking up slowly.

He was sitting in his metal throne with a bored look. "I have some plans that I wish to give to you, also I will allow you to roam the human town called Jasper. Before you leave you will need two Earth vehicles."

"Do you still wish for one to be a flying vehicle, Master?" I looked into his red optics.

"Yes, now about those plans-" He hinted as he held out his servo. I scrambled over and pressed the palm of his servo to the center of my helm. Everything around me blurred as I absorbed all the events that happened since I was floating around in stasis. When everything was finished downloading I stood up and bowed.

"I'll go and get myself my alt mods. With your permission can I go for a drive after? To learn about this planet and the inhabitants?" I feared Megatron, but over the years of being around him I learned to not show it.

"I don't care, but don't draw attention to yourself or you will be punished." His optics narrowed.

I nodded, "Yes Master." Soundwave opened a space bridge for me, and I went through it as he was closing it. "Where are you?" I whispered to myself.

I was near a closed car lot, it didn't take me long to find a yellow Lamborghini. The humans' jets and aircrafts weren't as fast as my Cybertronian jet, so I decided to keep that as my alt mode. Transforming I drove for the town called Jasper, which is where the Autobots have been most active. From what I've gathered from Megatron and Knockout, was enough for me to get all caught up and not ask Soundwave questions. Another Autobot I saw, was none other than Ultra Magnus. My engines revved angrily at the thought of him here.

"He's going to pay for everything." I continued to drive.

I was concerned that Megatron had seen that I had contact with Knockout. I wasn't allowed to touch anyone unless he ordered me to. The last time I had physical contact with anyone, was when I was sent into an Autobot camp and I was suppose to gather information on their plans to attack Kaon. After I got what I needed, I had to bring back his helm as a sign that I was successful. I won't deny that some things that I am ordered to do doesn't disturb me, but if it keeps Megatron pleased and not use the disciplinary device then I'm going to do it.

As I drove through the streets in the early morning, I wondered why the Autobots kept humans as allies. From what I read from their Internet, they could barely be allies with each other. I wondered why we're all here in the first place, and then I remembered that Cybertron can't contain life anymore. My thoughts kept going to Smokescreen, I wondered if he would even remember me after all these years.

"What's going to happen when we meet face to face? After these years I still wouldn't be able to hit him, I love him too much to hurt him. Will he hate me? Will they try to deactivate me still?" I stopped in the middle of the street and transformed into my bipedal mode before running through the empty street. Getting enough of a head start I transformed into my jet mode. "Wonder how he'll react when he finds out that I'm home."

Hopen you guys enjoyed this fanfic. I own only the OC (Solarwing) and the species (Trackers).