Disclaimer: I wish I owned Transformers, but I don't. I do own everything that is not already claimed by other companies. Yeah, I don't know what I'm saying…

Prologue: Changing

A jet raced across the sky. Its engines were roaring at high velocity it went through the clouds whipping steam trails behind it. Two more air vehicles followed closely behind, not as fast but right on its trail. The pursing jet fired a barrage of missiles and the helicopter, which was also following, let loose shots from the large cannon on his front. The jet maneuvered itself, gracefully and almost beautifully away from the storm of destruction. From the front, a bomber appeared, shooting a couple more rounds that were dodged by a dive to the ground. More missiles were shot, they hit the ground as the harrier pulled sharply upwards and giant towers of ice rose from the smoke. Pulling upwards, lasers poured out like rain among the other three flyers. Unlike their opponent however, they were not quite fast enough to duck, and the fighter jet fell to the Earth.

The Bomber and Helicopter seemed to ignore their companion's decent. They kept trying to bring down the harrier, and soon, it had to fly close to the earth again. From the smoke in which the fighter jet had crashed, a tank emerged. It also entered the fight, with flamethrowers. Turning sharply to the left, the jet began to shift and change, then a humanoid figure appeared thrusters on its feet igniting so that it hovered slightly above the ground. The left 'arm' moved to point at the tank and it fired a shot that sent the tank flying. With a loud crash, the assault tank crashed into the bomber, and they both landed into a large cliff. Just like the harrier, the bomber and tank shifted into humanoid figures. The helicopter also shifted into a powerful being, cannon on his right arm, and twin blades in each hand. Like the jet, thrusters on its feet were keeping it in the air as it started to yell at the jet.

"Starscream! This is your last chance to surrender and come along quietly," the silver being shouted, even though he seemed to already know the answer.

"And if I surrender, then what? We both know that I, Starscream, need to be eliminated for your precious prestige. Even if you do mange to kill me now, which you have been unsuccessful in the past, I can at least go down fighting, Megatron!!!" the purple harrier jet humanoid ranted back while charging.

'Megatron' started firing the cannon at Starscream multiple times but the harrier dodged each shot. The other two mechanoids started to also charge at the jet, but only succeeded for them to crash into their leader. Roaring in anger, Megatron saw the harrier move to escape again.

"Coward!"

He fired another shot, and this time it hit Starscream.

His eyes went dark, his thrusters turned off, and Starscream, Lord of the Sky, fell back to Earth.

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Megatron moved towards where the ex-second in command had fallen, Lugnut and Blitzwing right behind him. It wasn't hard to find him, for he left a huge crater. Looking at the Starscream's face, currently the mech offline, and appeared to be permanently gone to the well if not for the fact that his armor was still colored. Normally, the Decepticon leader would have liked to care less for the seeker at his feet, but at the moment, the Autobots were sending 'help', to the Earth-bound space bridge team. For a counter attack he needed more men. This meant recruiting his treacherous ex-second in command.

However, the twin-bladed helicopter knew that Starscream's would quickly backstab him again unless he could teach him a lesson. And Megatron knew just the way to 'punish' said seeker.

"Lugnut, Blitzwing; take Starscream to Soundwave, I believe that his machine is almost ready for a 'test subject'."

"As you vish, my liege." The cold side of Blitzwing stated before switching to his crazy side, "Oooo… I get to see Rumble and Frenzy again! HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"Of course my glorious master!" Lugnut spoke over his companion while reaching over to the offlined mech, "Your amazing intelligence and brilliant strategies know no flaws! All Hail Your GLORIOUS RETURN!!!" The big went on to rant for another minute before realizing that his 'glorious master' and Blitzwing had slipped away with Starscream. He transformed and quickly caught up.

Megatron activated his comlink, "Soundwave, do you copy?"

"Affirmative, Megatron. Query: Is there a situation?"

"Negative, Soundwave, I just want an update on your project."

"Project Changing; complete. Soundwave: awaiting test subject"

"I happen to have you for you, be sure to be ready for our arrive. You'll be using it on Starscream."

"Soundwave: thanks Megatron for cooperation. Status: readying for arrival."

Soundwave left the comlink and Megatron was allowed to ponder what was going to happen to Starscream after Soundwave's experiment. His men would probably drop the changed seeker off in an isolated area. Megatron didn't want him to die, however, he decided that it would probably be best to leave Starscream with the humans for now. After all, the ex-second in command was even lower than them. He would leave the seeker allow for about six months, then retake a hopefully eager to please Starscream back.

Megatron couldn't help but grin as looked back at the unconscious seeker, completely unaware of what was to befall him.

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Soundwave stood over the fallen seeker, readying his mechanism for the operation. It would be a simple process in the mind of humans, but to cybertronions, the process was much more difficult, taking mechanical systems and changing them into organic ones was much harder than it seemed, and he wasn't even sure if he would be able to change the seeker back.

Quietly hooking up the energy cables, the sound system looked over his shoulder to see a scowling Megatron watching his ever move. In the Decepticons, there was no place for a mistake in combat, even if Megatron's project with the space bridge had failed. After that event, the warlords temper seemed to have gotten shorter, as Soundwave easily got a beating should anything bad happen. Blitzwing had claimed that his current position had oncw been like that of Starscream's, the valued punching bag. It didn't help Soundwave feel better about the subject.

Laserbeak came and perched on his shoulder, watching and giving some comfort, whispering through the bond that the telepath had created.

"What will he be like when the change is completed?" the cyber bird asked curiously.

"System: reacts to spark. Change: based on the hidden feelings and spark pulses. Identity: unknown until the end of purpose."

"What will we do with him when he changes into… that?" Laserbeak didn't try to hide his disgust.

"Answer: unknown. Decision: in the servos of Megatron."

"What I don't understand," Laserbeak hissed, "Is why he wants this machine at all. So what if we can a new army? We'll still have to teach them from scratch, or go after stronger humans and risk rebellion."

"Soundwave: currently not in the position to speak against Megatron."

"So, what will you do?"

Soundwave departed from the conversation to focus more on what the computers were showing and chanced a glance up at Megatron, which did not go unnoticed.

"Is there something wrong, Soundwave?" the Decepticon Leader glowered.

"Negative. Process of Starscream: ready for the change. Soundwave: awaiting orders."

"Begin process."

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I felt cold, that was the first thing that came to my processor when I came out of stasis. With my optics still shuttered, I felt my data banks play back the last images of Megatron shooting me, and it wasn't the best memory. I couldn't stop the shudders that raked my frame. I was still tired, my frame felt sluggish and squishy. As I heard voices that I couldn't identify approach, I decided to slip into a much needed recharge.

"Look, what's that in the snow?"

"Oh, my… it looks like a child, quickly, call an ambulance!"

"Alright, I'm already on it."

I decided to chance my optics a small unshutter. My vision was blurry, but I could make out a large dark green mech before me. There was a gasp.

"Angela! He's alive!"

A femme… and a rather big femme at that. How odd.

The femme turned back to me, "Don't worry, you're going to get help."

I tried to answer, but before I could, I was swallowed the warm black abyss.

Authors Notes: I've had this idea stuck in my head for a while now, wrote this part last year. I need a beta reader, so if anyone is interested, email me. My email is in my profile. I would prefer a person who has spoke English all their life and at least in High School. You'll get an editor's notes, and hope to speak with you on notes of plot progression. Oh, and I easily get writer's block, so I'll need help in those times. The rest of my stories are on HIATUS, (that's what it's called right?) until this story is finished. I can already hear people asking about Screamer's fate, well, we'll see…!

Starscream: don't help her in her plot to destroy my perfect mental image!

Tinna Minor: shut up! I'm from a free country! I'll do as I please!

Starscream: I don't like anything here, and why the pit is Soundwave like he is?

Tinna Minor: I will not answer your questions! However, readers, if you have any questions, I'll be answering them right here. Please, for the love of Primus, keep reading this to the end, and review. The more reviews, the more people will see this story. Til' Next Time!