This may be the longest Prologue ever, of all time. Anyway, thanks for clicking this and please tell me if I should go low on their thought processes. Please I need the criticism and if you have any questions, feel free to ask.

"Comm. Link"

Thoughts/Flashbacks

Klik= 1 minute; Joor= 3 hours; Cycle= 1 day; Breem= 1 week; Groon= 1 month; Stellar cycle= year; Meta cycle= 5 years; Deca cycle= 10 years; Orn= century; Vorn= 5 centuries


Prologue: Don't Make a Promise You Know You Can't Keep

Seven Deca Cycles ago

A light blue Elite Guard-in-training walked through the corridors in search of his fellow Autobot, Override. He had just gotten yelled at one of the officers in charge of him and Override, and he was already getting irritated enough to get a lecture now. Blurr turned left and his audio receptors picked up someone crying close by. He stopped for a moment, but then ran his fastest closing in on the bot. He stopped and stood at the doorway in one of the private rooms he was never supposed to go in. It was Override. She was in the corner of the small room, crying. He walked over to her and crouched down.

He sighed. "Come on Override," he paused for a moment, "show me that smile of yours." He spoke at normal speed. Blurr hated seeing her like this. The ones in charge of them would always give her a hard time only because she's a femme. They expected only mechs to succeed in becoming Elite Guards, but Blurr was proud that Override never quits easily and tries her best.

Override sniffed and looked up at the light blue mech, her optics filled with coolant. "W-why do they h-hate me?" She looked down and started crying again. Blurr couldn't let her continue being an Elite Guard-in-training, it was too much for her. It has been her dream of becoming an Elite Guard, but she certainly never expected this.

Blurr lifted her chin up to make her look at him in the optics, "I won't let them hurt you any longer. You have to quit, it's the only way."

"No, I want to become an Elite Guard! It's been my-" Override started saying.

"I know, I know, but you can't stand these bots any longer." Blurr interrupted and continued, "Please, I don't want to see you like this anymore." He pleaded wiping her tears away. Override stopped crying and made a small smile for Blurr. "That's my girl. Come on let's get going." Blurr helped her up and turned around as an Autobot came to the door.

"Hey, what are you rookies doing here? You're not permitted in here! Leave!" The Autobot ordered as Blurr held Override's servo and led them out of the building.


A Meta Cycle Later

Override switched on her optics and everything was blurry at first, but soon became clear. She looked around and couldn't remember what happened before she got here. It looked like a Med-bay, she was on a berth and was tied to it. Override started to get scared. She started looking around for Blurr, but he was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, the door, about a yard away, opened and the bot was Cybertronian alright, but was unclear if it was Autobot or Decepticon. The Cybertronian grabbed something on the table and another bot came in. They started talking, but Override couldn't quite hear them. The only possible words she heard was, "Rip her apart if you have to."

She stiffened and one of the bots left. The one that stayed walked towards Override, "I'm sorry to do this to ya, kid." The bot said. Override looked at his chassis and it showed the Autobot Symbol with six lines extended out from it. An Elite Guard?!

"Blurr, I hereby grant you the title: Elite Guard Intelligence."

"Thank-you-sir, -this-is-an-honor-really. A-really-great-great-great-honor, -sir." Blurr saluted.

Blurr was an Elite Guard, but who was I? An Autobot femme who was rejected on becoming an Elite Guard.

Override started to leave and Blurr followed. "You can't blame yourself, Override!" Blurr reached out.

"Save it! I tried my hardest, but I wasn't good enough." Override calmed down. "At least you're an Elite Guard... sir." She saluted to him. Blurr was surprised for a second, but just placed a hand on her shoulder.

Blurr smiled warmly, "I promise I will never, ever leave you." Override gave a smile back.

Blurr was nowhere to be seen, but who was this Elite Guard about to turn her into scrap. It couldn't be Ultra Magnus, actually why would an Elite Guard turn any Autobot into scrap. He may not be around, but it's worth a shot. "BLURR!" The Elite Guard sighed and tried finding a tool he was going to use. "BLURR!"

"Don't waste your breath, he's not coming for ya anytime soon." The Elite Guard found the right tool and walked towards Override. "I'm not gonna lie, this is going to hurt a lot." Override couldn't move away. The tool slowly reached to her helm.

She squirmed and the tool touched her helm, "BROTHER!" He broke his promise! He's going to pay.


A Deca Cycle Later

Yoketron walked through Cybertron peacefully and just happened to meet an Autobot in need. The bot was on the floor and Yoketron ran over, the Autobot appeared to be a femme. She was mostly colored red with a design colored black. She was severely damaged, possibly about to go offline. Yoketron took the Autobot to his dojo and set the bot down on a berth in an empty room.

A cycle later, the Autobot was repaired. "Sorry, that's all I can do, Yoketron. I'm afraid, now we just have to watch and wait." The Medi-bot left and the Autobot lay there motionless, then the bot's visor glowed light blue.

The Autobot sat up and looked at the ground. She heard Yoketron's footsteps and she swiftly stood up taking a fighting position. "Where am I?"

Yoketron did not hesitate nor flinch when she moved, "You are at my dojo."

She didn't detect any harm, "So, bot. Why am I here?"

"I saw you were hurt and brought you here. What is your name?" He asked.

"Override. You?"

"Master Yoketron."

Override didn't feel the need to ask if he was friend or foe. If he was foe, a Decepticon, she would already be dismantled and taken to the scrapyard. "Yea well, it was nice meeting you and all, but I ain't staying here." She started to walk out.

Yoketron stood in front of her, "You can leave, if you can defeat me."

She smirked, "Yea, that'll take less than a klik."

"Then let's begin." She unsheathed two short blades and charged at Yoketron at the same speed of Blurr. Yoketron jumped and landed behind her, softly.

"Where is he?!" Override sheathed her blades and listened carefully for any movement of Yoketron's. Yoketron strikes at Override, but she manages to unsheathe one of her blades and point it at Yoketron with ease. "Check and mate."

"You entrust hearing instead of seeing. Much like how a Cyber-Ninja would. I will give you a home here and I will teach you how to be a Cyber-Ninja." Yoketron observed her fighting skill and it was the first time ever that someone has won a first fight with him.

Override thought about it, "You won't abandon me, will you?" Yoketron walked over and laid a hand on Override's shoulder. She winced and jumped back, she never let anyone touch her let alone get near here anymore, "You won't be like the other one?"

"No, I won't mistreat you or abandon you to save myself. I will teach you, but I fear that I may not be able to teach you everything." Yoketron assured, then continued. "If I am not able to teach you anymore, I shall put you in Jazz's care."

"Jazz?"

"He is an Elite Guard and used to be a student of mine." Override never wanted to hear those two words. Elite Guard! It made her sick just thinking about them. Especially her brother, Blurr.

"Let me guess: He's a stuck up person and only thinks about himself? They're all the same!" She said clenching her servos.

"Actually, I'm the complete opposite of that..." Jazz stood at the doorway leaning on the door frame as Yoketron left to take care of some business. "...or that's what my friends say. What makes you think we, Elite Guards, are stuck up and think only about ourselves? That's not what being an Elite Guard is all about. It's about protecting our people and planet from those Decepticons, ya followin'."

Override turned to where she heard Jazz's voice, "Oh really? Then why was I always rejected from the officers in charge and always harshly put me down whenever I failed on something! Explain why I was kicked out of The Academy after working my aft off! Explain why my own brother, who's an Elite Guard, left me for scrap. Explain why one of the Elite Guards even tried to dismantle me like a science experiment! Instead of dismantling me, however, they destroyed my optics sensors. I am unable to see. So explain to me, Jazz, why all of that happened to me!" Override held back the tears. Jazz was amazed, her whole story was logical and downright terrible. How was it logical to him?

Jazz sighed it just gave bad memories all over again. He guessed he had the same officers as Override since they treated him the same way. Except instead of every time he failed, it was every single time. He would be put down all the time by those officers even if he did something good. It felt like he didn't achieve anything, but he managed to ignore their remarks. That's what helped him ignore Sentinel so easily.

As for almost being dismantled, an Elite Guard did try to do the same thing, but that wasn't an Elite Guard at all. It was a Decepticon disguised as an Elite Guard. He was unable to see the face, however. When the Decepticon left the Med-Bay, he had enough time to use the Processor Over Matter technique and escape. If he stayed any longer he would have ended up like Override. He never reported it to the council because he never gained evidence and was unsure if it was an actual Decepticon.

Jazz walked up to her, "Ah know where ya comin' from, lil' femme. Ah had the same officers and the science experiment happen to me as well, but I busted out as soon as I could."

Override had a surprised look on her face, "Your telling me the same thing happened to you?"

Jazz was about to nod, but remembered she couldn't see. "Yes," and right then and there, Override felt that she wasn't alone anymore. She didn't have to keep the pain inside. The pain was shared with another, but she never expected it to

be an Elite Guard.

"So, I'm guessing you wear that visor to cover your destroyed optics then. Some bots would just give up if they lose both their optics." He stated. "Why not have one of the docs to patch you up?"

"I wanted it to be a reminder for what happened to me all those years." Override said sadly. She suddenly bowed, "I'd be honored to be your student."

"Don't rush yourself, femme, that's Master Yoketron's decision." Jazz informed her. She sighed then heard familiar footsteps coming their way. Jazz turned around, "Master?"

"She's in your care, Jazz. Don't disappoint me, you're a fine Cyber-Ninja." Yoketron said and Override smiled jumping up and down. She stopped, noticing she was showing her before-she-joined-The-Academy side.

Jazz chuckled, "Ah won't let ya down, I promise."

Something clicked inside of Override and she frowned. "Don't make a promise, you know you can't keep." She said seriously. The white mech was unsure of what just happened and wondered what in Primus' name just happened.

Jazz laid a servo on her shoulder, "Hey, lil femme, you okay?" Override almost jumped at his touch then shook her helm.

"Yea, j-just fine." She stuttered. More footsteps came their way. Override wondered who else was in this dojo, but she wanted to find out with a little duel from this new bot approaching them. "Let's test your metal." Jazz moved out of the way as he already knew what she was going to do. She unsheathed her blades and slashed at the bot, but her blade was stopped by the bot. "Hmm, guess this doesn't work." Override freed her blade and sheathed them. She swiftly ran behind the bot, and as he turned around she jumped up and landed unsheathing her blades, pointing them directly at the bot.

"Not bad for a rookie. Ah'll take care of her, don't worry. So Prowlie, what'd ya come back for, I thought you were on your quest?" The white mech asked curiously patting the red femme on the back as she lowered her weapons.

"First of all, don't call me Prowlie. Second, I just came to get some supplies for the road. My next quest is going to be a long one. Of course at your permission, Master." Prowl answered turning to Master Yoketron.

"Go ahead, I will be meditating if you need me." Yoketron walked off.

"And for the start of being a Cyber-Ninja. No weapons till you are able to earn them." Jazz snatched her blades.

"Hey, give those back!" Override tried to reach them, but he was taller than her and her weapons were out of range. "Alright, fine fine." She gave up and started walking for the exit. She stopped, turned around, and smiled at the white mech, "Well, aren't cha comin'?"

"I'll catch up." She nodded and walked off.

"Be careful, Jazz, you don't know anything about this femme. Don't make a replay of what happened last time Yoketron gave you a rookie to train. He turned out to be a beast." Prowl informed. He was worried for his friend, after all Jazz was skilled, but he didn't get the right student. Jazz looked down as he remembered the memories. Jazz trained Lockdown, but he was a bounty hunter and Jazz never knew. Lockdown was expelled from the dojo and was never heard of again. Prowl put a servo on his shoulder, "It wasn't your fault. You were just following orders."

"Lockdown knows how I fight and won't hesitate to take me down. I won't let him get near the Protoforms without giving my spark first." Jazz said as the black and gold mech looked at him questionably. "Come back soon." Prowl nodded and headed off for his quest. Jazz sighed and walked outside of the dojo, it was peaceful for now anyways. He spotted Override looking up, well not really looking, at the sky and he walked up to her, "It's a real beauty. Wish you could see it."

Override was startled at first, but it was just Jazz. "Yea, I never got to see it without someone yelling at me to do something." Override let out a soft laugh. "From what I hear, your past is also troubling."

Jazz gave a fake smile, "From what you hear? Some may be rumors, some may not. But whatever it is, let's just hope it's the truth. Come on, let's head off and recharge. It's getting late." She nodded as they started to their said destination. She couldn't see it, but she could tell that the white mech's face was filled with sadness. His past may be worst than hers, but she knows when to shut her mouth when needed. They continued to walk in silence and even arrived at the destination. "Your quarters is down the hall to the left."

The red femme bowed, "Thank you, Sensei," she said walking off. Jazz froze for a second. He hasn't been called 'Sensei' for as long as he could remember. The white mech took a deep breath as he headed for his own quarters. A flashback of the last time he saw Lockdown came to processor.

"Wait, Lockdown! What ever happened to protecting the Protoforms?!" Jazz exclaimed.

"Ha! You actually thought I would protect those things! No, I came to steal them." Lockdown then transformed and drove off never to be seen again.

"Lockdown!" Jazz knew it was helpless to reason with him. All the bounty hunters care about was the reward they were going to get. They don't care what they are taking and how they will take it. They would stop at nothing until they get their prize.

"Let's just hope he's not planning to steal them now." Jazz said and laid down on the berth.


Four Stellar Cycles Later

The red femme awoke early and was training. She was hitting dummy-bots left and right, mostly taking out their heads. Override was a slow learner at first, but gradually progressed over the years. When she earned her weapons, it was the swords she used to wield. Jazz said that she needed to use a weapon that doesn't involve range, after all she is an up close and personal bot. The white mech was proud of her succession in mastering everything, except for Processor Over Matter. It was the only thing keeping Override from advancing, but as always she never gave up. She sheathed her blades and decided to meditate to try and master Processor Over Matter.

Jazz walked into the training room and found the femme in the middle of the room. Well at least she was training while I was away. He thought. The white mech was recently been called for missions with Sentinel Prime and haven't had any time to teach Override anymore. He sighed, Let's see how well she's trained. Jazz took out his nunchucks and slowly approached her making as little sound as possible.

Override's audio receptors picked up little movement and guessed it was Jazz coming back from his recent mission. She smirked and Jazz jumped out of the way immediately, but the femme knew he was going to do that. She tackled Jazz in the direction he landed and Override laughed, "You have to do better than that, Sensei."

"Guess I didn't think this through." The white mech laughed having his elbows support him. "You're improving even without me around. But could you get off me, now?" Override got off and Jazz got up receiving a comm. link from Prowl. "Yo, Prowlie, somethin' the matter?"

"Master... Yoke...tron... Dojo... attack... Proto...forms... stolen!" The message was barely going through. Override looked worried as Jazz was shocked at what he had just received.

He clenched his servos, "For Primus' sake Lockdown!" The white mech hit the wall hard enough to make a hole. Override didn't want to ask, but felt the need to comfort her Sensei.

He was looking away from her, so she reached out and hesitated just a little. She held his hand, "Don't worry, it's not your fault." The red femme didn't know what happened, but she knew it had a connection to Jazz.

The white mech turned to her and said with a calm voice, "I need to to go."

"Go, go where?" He started to walk out as she followed.

Jazz had too much on his mind: Elite Guard duties, teaching Override, the Protoforms, Lockdown, but most of all the safety of his fellow Cyber-Ninja and Cyber-Ninja Master. He had to go to Earth, an organic infested planet, with Sentinel and Ultra Magnus, which may be a hassle; but it will take time to get there. Teaching Override to advance from P Over M would take longer than expected. The protection of the Protoforms was handed down to Prowl, but that didn't mean it was fully his responsibility. Lockdown was Jazz's student and he tricked him, Lockdown was going to pay. As for his Cyber-Ninja Master and friend, he didn't even know if they were alive, and if they weren't Lockdown was going to pay... big time.

"Jazz..." Override said worriedly breaking his train of thought and they stopped walking. "Are you okay?"

The white mech shook his head and looked down at the femme. "Don't worry, lil femme, it's just..." His voice trailed off. He couldn't lie to Override because she would figure out the truth eventually and she would get mad at him for not telling her. He sighed, "It's just that... the Protoforms have been stolen. After visiting the dojo, I have to venture awhile to look for Lockdown, my previous student. Once I come back, I immediately have to go with Ultra Magnus and SP to Earth. You can dig it by yourself, right?" She nodded and Jazz patted her helm. "I'll be back as soon as possible."


Feels like Jazz just became the main character. Oh well... Remember to criticize me on how awful this is and any questions is well appreciated.