A thousand pardons for not having fanfics, lately. I've had problems. Such as: a blackout, having to deal with an annoying twin brother, & I had no free time on sunday. Now, as I type this down in my bathroom, lets get on with this. I own Transformers Prime as much as you lovelies do.

"You will not pass me, as long as I stand to fight!" yelled a mech.

"We shall see, will we not?" replied another.

Okay, you're probably confused, so I'll clue you in.

The first mech is TurboSphear, but he'll answer to Turbo. His colors are navy blue, pitch black, & has hits of gold in some places. He has a helm similar to Soundwaves except his just has his visor covering his eyes, & he has a retractably battle mask. He's an Autobot.

The other guy is Blackdeath. His colors are pitch black & dark purple. He has blue eyes, but not Autobot blue, but a cold, sinister blue. He is armed to the teeth with enough weapons to arm an army. He, naturally, sides with the Decepticons.

Who am I? I'm the narrator, so shut up, & watch the battle.

"You side with the weak of spirit & that is why you lose!" snapped Blackdeath.

"Shut up & die, please," TurboSphear said sarcastically.

Blackdeath lunged his sword at him, which Turbo quickly duck & fought back. Both were evenly matched, thus, both were quick, strong, & wouldn't give in.

"I hope Silverwheels has done his duty," Turbo thought to himself, "or Prime will have our afts if the Decepticons do not first."

Just as he thought that, he felt the swipe of something sharp against his back, & he fell down, paralyzed. He would soon recover if -yep, he thought of it. Blackdeath knock him out him his foot.

He came to in what appeared to be a prison cell. He quickly analyzed that, he was in fact, a prison cell.

"Well, figuring out that I am in a prison was unnecessary," he thought to himself, "now, all I need is to find a way to escape."

A door opening made him quickly get up. It was a femme that he had met before. She had purple, black, & gold armor, a thin body, a sparkbond with Blackdeath, & a few sets of legs that few could kill someone. Her name, I'm sure you've guessed it, was..

"Airachnind," said TurboSphear, "nice of you to drop by."

"Likewise," she replied, "now, are you going to tell me those coordinates the easy way or the hard way?"

"Look, I do not know the coordinates," Turbo answered, "so, this is merely an exercise, in which, you would get no end result. But as long as you are here, you might as well get comfortable."

"Well, that does sound like a good idea," Airachnid stated, "I will do it with my own sparkmate."

As she turned to leave the room, another femme entered. This one was blue & silver, had Iaconian features, & had purple eyes. Turbosphear couldn't help but think she looked familiar.

"I'll leave you two to get better acquainted," said Airachnid as she left the cell, locking the door behind her.

"Do I know you from somewhere?" Turbosphear said after along silence.

"I don't know," replied the femme, "but you don't look to unfamiliar yourself."

"Well, my name is Turbosphear," he said, "what is your name?"

The femme looked a bit shocked when she heard his name, but replied: "I'm Evanescence."

They looked at one another for a minute.

"Now I know where I know you from!" they both said, at the same time.

They both knew quite well where they each other from. Turbo was there when 'Escence was born. He was there when Sentinel blessed a sparkling for that last time. Turbosphear & Evanescence both knew who they were to one another.

They were sparkmates.

Yes, I buy into that crap, get over it.

Anyways, the person to guess (not suggest, that's not how it worked) the demon in Arcee's dream was: Transformette with Deathmark. Now you can use him in any fanfiction you so desire to put him in.

Note: this is my first attempt at a full fanfic & not just a one-shot.

Review, fallow & favorite if you liked this. See you later, lovelies.