[Location: Rocky Mountain range, British Columbia Canada]

Being still and hidden wasn't the problem in the area she was in. There was no bite of the cold winter on her mechanical body as she laid prone, huge custom made sniper rifle in hand, the leader of the Decepticons in her cross-hairs. Anger was the only issue, making her hand twitch on the trigger.

Far below her, in one of the small valley ways that the mountain terrain naturally created, both Autobot and Decepticon were in a standstill as the leaders spoke, on opposing sides of the crater that the Decepticons had cleared to get to yet another Cybertronian artifact.

"I have the shot, Prime," she hissed again into her communicator, "the wind's even favorable."

"Hold," came the ever calm reply.

That was the eighth time he told her and she growled in anger, flexing her trigger hand on her weapon. She could end this here and now by taking out Megatron, but Optimus wasn't letting her. Both leaders made a dive for the artifact and she lost her shot. With another growl of anger she slammed her fist into the ground beside her before focusing through the scope again. There was no way she could get another clear shot in the fray now. Forsaking her position she ran down the mountain side to join in the fight, or at least get a closer position.

Decepticon drones flew in to intercept her, but she fought them off with both fists and feet, sending their damaged forms to the ground. She watched Prime take a direct blast from Megatron's cannon to the chest. Screaming out her rage she ran full force towards the leaders and when she was close enough she went into a slide.

Megatron was reaching down for the artifact when he saw the red and silver fem-bot slide in front of him, grabbing the artifact with one hand while aiming her rifle point blank at his face with the other. The Decepticon barely moved his head to the side, the round digging a deep gouge to the left side of his helmet, before a bright flash of light blinded all in the area.

When Prime's eyes focused again, Elita-One was gone. And the artifact with her.

[Location: Under the Southern Ozark Mountain Range, Three days earlier]

In the almost two months since completing her body, Elita-One actually ran very few missions. She wasn't able to transform, so Prime mostly left her at the base. That was fine, Ratchet utilized her unless she was helping the others gather energon crystals from the mine. And as long a she was careful she went by herself a couple times.

M.E.C.H. cleared out more of the mine, and she couldn't help but feel a bit of agitation that they were still operating. No one had heard from Silas since before she joined the Autobots, which was actually odd. The M.E.C.H. leader always loved being hands on with his projects.

Further mapping on the rail lines, which she did when the mines were empty, only went on for miles. And with no alternate mode or wheels of transportation she was limited on how far she could safely go. There was one place in the rail lines that looked like it had been closed off and a new tunnel made to go around the area. Looking at the map back at base told them all that the rail line did run from the mine, and the part that M.E.C.H. had closed off lead to her old laboratory.

She was gathering energon crystals, placing them into crates near her when Ratchet came across her communicator.

"Elita? What in the name of Primus are you doing?"

"Gathering more food." she replied calmly, giving a bit of a grunt as struggled with one particular crystal.

"You know Optimus had ordered us to stop visiting the mine so much. If M.E.C.H. doesn't know that we've been mining it with them then they'll know soon enough." The medic bot told her urgently, with a light tone of frustration in his voice. "You're putting yourself in danger, especially with your limited capabilities!"

Elita sighed with a roll of her eyes. Here we go again. The whole 'you're not a true Cybertronian so you can't do anything' speal. "I keep telling ya'll I can do this." Her voice was straining as she was pulling hard on the crystal, one of her feet on the rocky wall to help with leverage. "I can't just sit around twiddling my ball-jointed thumbs when I can help."

The crystal came free, sending her stumbling backwards into the other wall, dropping the crystal in hand. What she didn't see under her foot was a round device as she stepped on it. Nor did she feel the break in wiring as it exploded. She did feel the energy surge go through her, her only thought in her head was Oh no… not again… before she blacked out.

[Location: Unknown M.E.C.H. base]

One of the security crew in charge of watching the cameras placed in the energon mine came into Silas' second's office, stood at attention with a salute and waited for his commanding officer to acknowledge him. They had been watching the Autobots come in and out of the mine almost since Ellan Greer had disappeared. Using voice recognition programming, they were able to determine that the new robot in their ranks was their missing project and somehow the woman's mind ended up in the machine, since her body was returned to her family in a jar.

"Sir, confirmation. She's in the mine again tonight. She also has activated the device."

The current commanding officer focused on the man across his desk. "Excellent. This should take care of our little problem of our escaped friend. And maybe a few Transformers along with her."

[Author's Note]

I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS PRIME NOR ANY CHARACTER IN THE SHOW.

I fear this is going to go a bit off canon, but then again what fan fic with an OC in it can completely stay on track? ^_^ Will add more when my fingers and RL let me.