log entry 1:

How long has it been since I left home? Too long to remember. But what I did remember is the reason I left.

War.

War was the reason I fled my planet. It was eating it away from the core up. Making it a lifeless planet that no one could live upon. But it wasn't always like that. I remember, somewhat, what it looked like before the war took it away. Big cities, good-looking people, energon bars all around. Some of those things are hazy to think about but some faces do remain in my mind. But before I get to them, I think it is in order for me to tell you all who I am and why I am telling you any of this.

My name is Wasp. And the reason I am telling you my short story is because I no longer have the proper voice to do so. Back on Cybertron, my home planet, I lived in a small town complex in the city of Iacon. I had a loving home and family. My creators were lovely bots, always thinking of others before themselves. I was an only child, and around my town if you only had one child you were a bit odd to others.

I had a few friends. Not many can I remember, but one does stick out well enough to where I know his name and his face. Bumblebee. Bee was my next door neighbor for the longest time. We always played with each other and no bot else knew our secrets that we shared. Bee and I were like brothers, almost inseparable.

As we grew older, Bee and I dreamed of becoming part of the royal guard for Cybertron. Protecting the weak and defending the innocent was our motto. But just as we got to the age to sign up, word broke out about a war. A war that could, and did, bring Cybertron to our knees.

Naturally, Bee and I took to the side of good; the Autobots. If we couldn't be part of the guard during a time like this, we would fight on the battle fields. And we did just that. Battle after battle we fought, Bee and I always watching out for each other. We were the fastest bunch in our fleet. Knocking out more 'Cons then anyone we knew. But soon... our famed speed fell short.

During a battle in Tigerpax, Bee and I got caught. But it wasn't just any normal platoon of Decepticon drones that caught us, Megatron was with them and he looked quite pleased to see he had caught us.

"We wont tell you anything!" Bee had shouted at the lord 'Con and I nodded in agreement. "Are you so sure?" Megatron said with an evil grin as he lifted Bee high above his helm and began to apply pressure to Bumblebee's throat. "What about you? Do you at least have some common sense to tell me what I want to let your friend live?" Megatron asked me and that was when my spark started to pound.

Bee was my best friend, I couldn't let him die before me. Bowing my helm, I told Megatron I would tell him whatever he wanted and he could do with me as he wished... so long as Bee was left alive. Megatron grinned at me but looked up at Bee with hatred. "It seems as though your comrade has some smarts locked away in his helm... you on the other servo don't." Squeezing his neck more, Bee looked at me with shock and pain.

"Don't tell him anything Wasp! He can't know our secrets!" Bee shouted as they took me away. "I'm sorry Bumblebee." I said, and that was the last time I saw Bee for the longest time. But the last thing I do remember was the scream and the sound of something being torn from soft metal.

Now, like I said before, I said I wouldn't see Bumblebee for the longest time. There is a reason for that. After they had dragged me away from Bee, I was taken right to the Decepticon head quarters in Kaon where I was taken to a cell. There I stayed for what seemed like maybe a few solar cycles, but not too long I was met with a familiar face.

Megatron strode into the room with his arms behind his back but with him he had two other mechs. A red one that I had heard from gossiping young mechs who had called him Knock Out. He was well known for keeping up his appearance, and I did give him credit. I could understand why the young mechs went all gaga when they thought about his looks.

The other mech I knew without a second thought. Starscream, the second in command. A seeker who once was a royal blood in the seeker kingdom of Vos. He did have that intimidating look to him, but once I saw his legs and pedes... I understood why he was laughed at and called the femme'd legged mech.

"So this is the Autobot who gave his life for another?" Knock Out spoke as he seemed to be studying me... or more my pain job. "Not bad-looking, but that green is throwing me off." Both Starscream and Megatron rolled their optics at this but ignored it as they all approached me.

"Do you remember the deal you made with me Autobot?" Megatron asked. I nodded but didn't give him the satisfaction of hearing my voice. "He asked you a question Autobot Scum!" Starscream shouted and I was soon regretting calling his legs femme like. Though they looked it, they packed a punch as he knee'd my chest and slammed me into the wall.

Coughing up some energon, I watched as Megatron growled at his second. "Starscream! Stand down!" He shouted and the seeker quickly backed down and stood next to Knock Out. "Now, as I was saying. I remember you saying that you tell me whatever you knew and do with you as I wish, correct?" Again, I nodded slowly and I bowed my helm. Now thinking on it, I had made a stupid deal.

But it was all for Bee.

"Good. Now to start off with our deal, your Autobot sign will be removed and replaced with the Decepticon one." At hearing this I looked up at the towering 'Con with shock. I may have made a horrible deal, but my spark still followed the Autobot ways. I was about to say no, but when Starscream gave me a look I understood why he had been brought here. "Best to keep you mouth shut Autobot."

Shutting up, I watched as Knock Out came forward with a blow torch. "Same to mess up such a nice finish. Maybe I can give you a new color afterwords." Knock Out said as he removed my Autobot symbol from my chest and replaced it with a Decepticon one that after it cooled turned a bright red; offsetting my bright green body.

"Good, now you will tell us the information you know... or I will hunt down that scout and kill him myself." Feeling the weight of another life on my shoulders, I spilled everything I knew. Battle plans, Autobot hide outs, spies, and even a communication signal that only the high ranking Autobots used. I don't know why I was doing this. Most bots would have died to keep such secrets out of the 'Cons reach, but...

The thought of Bee not living just made me spill every knowledge I had.

Megatron smiled at me and offered me his servo after I had finished. "Now that is out of the way. There is much I need from you, but to start off I need you to lead a small mission for me." Not sure how to take this, I nodded with a deep frown. Little did I know that I had just signed and sealed my death on both sides of this war.

First, I was sent out with platoon of Drones and soldiers to an empty part of Iacon. That part of the city was destroy by bombs long ago, so only a few buildings stood tall. But as we journeyed on, we soon ran into our targets.

A small rag tag team of Autobots who were transporting energon they had stored... which I had told Megatron about. Soon, a battle took place. Guns firing, blast going off, and explosions all around me. I knew what Megatron wanted me to do. He wanted me to fight for the 'Cons and to have me be seen with them.

I didn't want to but when I thought of Bee and Megatron going after him... I began to shoot.

My very first shot hit a little mech right in the leg, bringing him down with a shout. Next, a femme who was a bright blue and it hit her right in her arm and that blew off completely. One after they other mech and femme fell at my shots. But this battle was not my last.

The battle at Iacon Hall of Records.

Invasion of the Neutral strong hold.

The Massacre at the Crystal Gardens.

More and more battles I fought in. Killing so many I gave up counting. But after so long... the pain of killing my fellow Autobots didn't feel so bad. Yes, I did morn them when my bullets killed them but it was short and I would soon move onto the next to morn. My mind was slowly slipping away, but one face stayed the same.

Bumblebee. The mech I had given up my Autobot life to save. Hopefully he was still alive out there, so my misdeeds would not go unrewarded. Maybe, if Primus was gracious, when I did die Bee would be there for me to see. Alive and well, or dead and to take me to the All Spark, I didn't care. As long as Bee's face was the last thing I saw.

So cycle after cycle past, and my mind slowly began to slip into the Decepticon soldier like I was always around. But on one thankful day, I was set free.

When I was leading my group to where an energon mine was said to be still standing, we came across a large group of Autobots. At first I thought we could take them, but we soon became over powered and our numbers fell. When it finally came down to it, I shouted out to the group to retreat and just as I turned around I felt an intense pain in my helm and I blacked out.

The next thing I knew was that I was waking up to a world of darkness and I couldn't move. But that didn't mean I couldn't hear. From what my hearing told me, there was at least three other bots in the room. Each taking light steps but their words were not the same.

"What is he doing here? This 'Con could jump up and kill us." a mech's voice came up and he sounded a bit young and stupid. "Idiot! He's unconscious, how is he going to kill us. Plus, those cuffs on the berth can hold anything back." this was another mech's voice, this one a bit more older and a bit more harsh. From what I could get from these two was that I was in an Autobot base.

My spark began to beat fats, maybe finally I could come back to my side?! Maybe I could see Bee again and fix the mess I had made myself.

"His spark rate is speeding up." a new voice said, another mech, and it sounded a bit like the first voice I heard. "Which can only mean one thing... I know your awake Decepticon." The second voice said and at the point I opened my optics to see who I had been listening to.

Two mechs looked almost alike. One a bright yellow and the other a red that could give Knock Out a run for his credits. The yellow mech had helm fins and the red mech had what appeared to be a cannon strapped to his backside. "Weird, this con has blue optics." the red mech said and he was correct.

The one thing I would not let Megatron or any 'Con touch were my optics. They were to remain blue to remind me who I truly was at the end of the day. Not what Megatron was trying to make me.

"It happens Sideswipe, not as uncommon as you think." Looking over to my left, I saw the third and final voice. This mech was an orange and white mech, he had the medic symbol on his shoulders so I had to guess he was the medic here. "But that doesn't mean we need to lower our guard."

"Yeah, yeah, Ratchet, we know." the yellow mech said as he crossed his arms over his chest. But not a moment after he did, he was hit with a flying wrench right to his arm. "Shut up Sunstreaker!" Ratchet shouted as Sunstreaker gasped at his arm. "You messed up my paint!" he shouted and I gave off a silent chuckle.

These two were like the two sided coin of Knock Out. The red one was just as red as him, and the yellow one was just like when it came to his finish.

"What's so funny 'Con?" Sideswipe asked me but as I went to answer him, I found my voice not coming out. "Your voice wont be working for some time 'Con." Ratchet said as he brought up a picture on a computer he had nearby. On it, the picture showed me but... the half back of my helm was gone. "You were shot, somehow you survived. But the downside to your remaining life is that the part of your brain that works words, sentences, and problem solving was damaged and a bit destroyed."

I couldn't believe it. So... I would never be the normal mech I once was? Not that I was complaining, I was still alive, but I sure wish I had the time to remember my voice. "So what are we going to do with 'Con Ratchet?" Sunstreaker asked as he stared sadly at his scratched paint.

"Optimus has been sent a message about him, he will decide on what to do with him there." Ratchet said an that was when I became worried. What if I was to be killed?! What if I was sent back to the Decepticons?! I didn't want that, none of it! I began to shake violently, and my arms began to tremble at their restraints.

"Um, Ratchet... what's wrong with him?" Sunstreaker asked but Ratchet never got to answer as I somehow broke through my cuffs and ran straight through them. "Stop him!" I heard Ratchet shout but everything was in a blur. I ran pass mech and femme who didn't know what to do with me.

Soon I came across an escape pod. It was only big enough for one but I was fine by that. Pressing a load of buttons, the door soon opened and I ran inside. Just as the door sealed shut, a whole bunch of bots came running by. I watched as each ran down the hall, shouting things like how there was a loose Decepticon on their ship.

How I wanted to tell them how I was not a true 'Con. How I was forced into it to save a life. But all that came out of my mouth was gurgling noise that made no sense. Slamming my helm into the wall, a loud beep came and the next thing I know is that the escape pod is shot out into space where the Autobot ship had been.

As the ship grew smaller and smaller, I began to realize just how stupid I had been. I could found a way to tell them who I was and that I was no threat. I guess Ratchet wasn't kidding when he said my problem solving was messed up.

Sighing aloud, I soon found myself drifting off into recharge. It could have been the pods stasis activating or something... but I was just so tired. Finally drifting off into sleep, I managed to whisper out one name. But it wasn't the proper name but I still knew what I meant.

"Bumble-bot."

and then sleep took me.


The one thing about stasis is that you could be in it for many stellar cycles and not even notice it. But when you wake up, you come on full force.

"Warning! Warning! Planet Fast Approaching!"

Jolting my optics open, I looked out the small porthole the pod had and saw just what the warnings were talking about. It was a small blue planet. Hardly the size of Cybertron's moon, but a good sized planet all the same. And it was indeed coming in fast.

Giving off another garbled noise, I tried to find something in this pod to help me land this thing safely. Luckily, I did find the landing button. Sadly, I found it too late. Just as I was about to press it, the pod crashed down into the planet's surface and I was jostled around.

I tossed and turned, flipped and flopped, and tucked and rolled. But finally I came to a stop. I was upside down so when I opened the door of the pod, I tumbled out helm over shoulders out. Finally stopping right in front of something organic, I shook my helm and gave this world a look around.

The organisms that live here must be small cause even the largest of things stood under my height. But it was a beautiful place. The wild life was scurrying around, a gentle breeze blew through the air, and there was a river of this strange liquid running in it. Nothing like Cybertron but it had that strange appeal to it. Standing up, albeit staggered, I looked around to see if any intelligent life was around. I may have half my brains blown out but even I knew that the animals I saw moments ago were not of the smart kind.

Suddenly, the sound of something snapping caught my hearing. Turning to see what it was, I was welcomed to the sight of a small bipedal creature. It had pink protective covering, a patch of blonde wires on its helm, and its optics were a brilliant blue color that was the same shade as mine. This creature looked up at me in fear, completely noticeable by its shaking body, and didn't move from the spot I had found it in. Tilting my helm to the side, I watched how this creature took a step back and looked ready to run. Not wanting to be left alone in this strange and new world, I opened my mouth to say something but like the last few times all that came was a garbled mess.

"P-please don't eat me." the creature said, in a femme voice so I guess this creature is female. Shaking my helm madly, I took a step forward but the crash took more out of me than I thought as I had to use one of the tall green plants to hold me up. This creature stared up at me in wonder now, fear still there but lessened now that it saw my battered body. "What are you?" she asked, but I could answer so I had to think of a way to tell her this. Tapping my throat cables, I tried to show her that speaking was the last thing I would be doing.

"You can't speak?" she asked and I nodded. "Did something happen?" turning my helm, I showed the small creature the back of my helm and the large chunk that was missing. Placing her servo over her mouth, the creature stepped forward very slowly. "You're hurt. Can I do anything to help?" Thinking on it, I nodded. Looking around me, I still did not know what this world I was on was called. "Here? We're in a forest, in Montana. This planet is called earth." she responded as she came closer.

So, this planet was called Earth? Interesting name for it. Looking back down at the creature, I saw that she was now right at my pedes but was watching me as if to make sure I wouldn't squash her. "You need to get that wound looked at." she said and I noticed that the back of my helm was leaking a bit of energon. Nodding my helm, I lowered my servo down to allow her to come up. She took a step back for a second but once she saw that I wouldn't do anything so slowly walked into it. Lifting her up to my helm, I placed her on my shoulder and she made her way to the wound.

"You're a lucky... whatever you are. My dad was a mechanic, and he taught me everything I know." the creature responded as her small servo went to work on my helm. It felt weird, having something so small working around in my helm but not too long after she started the wound had stopped leaking and was mended. "You just had a few pumps bumped out of place. Nothing to serious." she said as she moved back into my servo. "You are something strange. A alien life form made completely like a robot. Wonder who made you?" she said more to herself, and it gave me a moment to look her over.

She was wearing some weird cloths over her body. They looked old and tattered, holes all over and stained. Her blonde wires that came out of her helm were all tangled and matted. And her pink protective covering was bruised and stained as well. Not sure how I knew, but I did, I somehow knew that she was either a homeless creature or possibly a run away. A run away from what I couldn't guess or to why she was homeless was the same.

"So, are you here to take over our world or something?" she asked and again I shook my helm. "Then why are you here?" thinking hard, I opened my mouth and fighting past the gurgling noises my throat made, I managed to form one word. "S-af-fety." With her optics going wide, the creature nodded. "I see. And I guess that hole in your head is not just a fashion statement." I nodded to this and she did to. "Well... I guess I could show you around. I don't have much to offer but I know a few places where I could hide you." she said as she pointed to a large path that I could fit through. Following her direction, we began to walk down the path with nothing but the sun to tell me that it was almost night time here.

"My name is Matilda. Do you have a name, or can't you say it?" she asked and again I tried opened my mouth to form my name but for the longest time only gurgling and garbled noise came but I did managed to spit my name out after so long. "Wasp." but it came out more like Wasp-it-tor. Smiling up at me, the creature, or Matilda as she said, nodded and looked ahead. "Wasp? Interesting name."

And with that, she led me on into the night. To a place only she knew of. But as I allowed this creature to lead me to her safe place, I did not know how my life would change just by asking for this creatures help.


Okay, I really shouldn't be writing a new story.

Got too much on my plate as it is with 10-15 that need working on.

But this little story wouldn't leave me alone for like... a MONTH!

So this story is my image of how Wasp would play in TFP.

Wasp is a bit like the one from TF Animated, so think on the lines of

that Wasp's speaking as to how my Wasp will speak.

Thanks for reading my story.

Hope you liked it, Fav'd it, or followed it.

Sorry for any messed up spellings.

And just to recap, this a TF PRIME story.

Until next time,

Girl Supersonicboy OUT!