AN: I do not own TF:Prime.

Holo-table. The most value thing to them was now used to create a new plan. They had to hurry, because holo-table was quickly 'eating' all of the energon from theirs private supplies. A neon blue tower with several wires on it's top was visible as clear hologram. It was flickering a bit, because of low grade energon.

"We must reach this. There is no option." a golden, sleek finger pointed at tower. "We must warn them for every cost."

Group of robots, with different frames and colors of optics, started whispering. Finally, a female voice spoke in cold tone "We are not ready! Half of our fraction don't agree with your decision!"

Mech's emerald optics widened, some 'bots stepped away from the holo-table. "Aethernis..." he spoke in such calm voice, but others could feel under it a large field of slowly increasing anger. "Always objecting my decision. Do i have to remind you how many of us died, because you rejected to hack into console?"

"That was a suicide! We had no chance to-"

"Silence!" mech interrupted her. Cybertronians started again whispering between themselves, some of their voices were agreeing with mech and some of them stayed silent, unsure what to say. He felt a guilty, because that attack was partially his fault. "We had a chance." Word after word he said slowly. "You had a decision - help us or look at our deaths."

And without giving her a chance to react, his shoulder cannon quickly appeared with loaded bullet. Three red dots of laser were visible at her stunned faceplate.

"If Codex was avaiable, I would kill you because of several broken laws." Mech's voice was again calm. Shoulder cannon hid again between shifting plates of black armor. "You have to decide! We can warn them or repeat the same situation like earlier! I am giving you an hour. After that, I am leaving with you or alone..."

And mech walked out from the table, turning it off first. Energon was difficult to mine in these conditions.