Warpath and the Seeker

And welcome back! Time for a new story! I plan on this one going a long way. For those of you who don't know who Breakaway is, he's an Autobot from the Revenge of the Fallen video game and comics. He's one of my favorite Autobots so I wanted to write a story involving him. And so...here it is! I originally thought of this being only about Breakaway, but I thought about adding Warpath into the story so then I thought, why not? Please enjoy and tell me what you think!

Universe: Prime alternate universe.

Setting: Cybertron

Characters: Breakaway, Warpath, Soundwave, Combaticons, Powerglide, Starscream, Shockwave, Wheeljack and some others unidentified right now.

Chapter 1: To Care For A Seeker

Night covered the town of Kaon. Streetlights were dim and the buildings were only lit up with few lights. Many markets downtown were still open and countless mechs roamed around the area buying, selling and mabye even stealing. A young red mech with a large cannon sticking out of his chest was busy walking around the markets looking for energon to buy for his parents. He was glad to help out his parents even though it was late at night. He stored his money in a compartment in his chest were he kept most of his things. He wasn't afraid to fire his cannon without transforming. He looked around as he crept through the crowd of mechs and femmes. The youngling hated crowds and wished he could just blow them all up. He squeezed his way through and finally came to a stand that had stacked energon behind the mech at the counter.

"Ugh, fragging crowds!" The youngling said and placed the money on the counter.

"Ah Warpath, you want the usual?" The mech asked placing two large energon cubes on his counter.

"Yes please...KA-BLAM!" Warpath said happily.

Once he aquired the cubes, Warpath decided to head home. He walked only a few feet before hearing the sound of seekers flying straight through the marketplace. Grounders growled and yelled at the seekers as they flew towards the local bar. Warpath figured there was going to be trouble.

"Ugh, seekers! Nothing but trouble." A mech said.

"They need to know their place." Another said.

Warpath didn't oppose seekers. He liked them and hated when they were mistreated. He swore if he ever saw a seeker being picked on he would save him, no matter what! As he walked awhile to the end of downtown, the local bar was filled with mechs looking forward to a good drink and mabye a good fight! Warpath snuck past there not really wanting to be seen. The cold air blew against his frame as he continued on, he thought nothing could ruin his night until he saw what looked like a little youngling, a seeker about the height of himself, walking nervously through a large alley seemingly lost. Warpath stayed quiet as he spied on the youngling.

"What is he doing out here so late?" Warpath thought as he hid against a large crate against a dumpster.

Warpath noticed two mechs coming out from behind a hidden door in one of the walls and follow the seeker. Warpath recognized the mechs and felt his spark racing. As the youngling walked towards a four-way intersection in the alley, he heard a voice behind him.

"Lost are we?" A voice teased.

The youngling turned around frightened and saw the slightly larger younglings who stared him down. The seeker knew exactly who they were and knew the group they came from...the Combaticons! The youngling ran from the mechs and stopped right in the middle of the intersection. He looked to his left where another mech came out of the darkness growling. To his right was yet one more mech who laughed his way out of the darkness. The youngling was trapped, but he had one more path which he took. He ran straight ahead with the others chasing him.

"Oh no!" Warpath said running after them.

The seeker couldn't transform to fly as he wasn't taught properly how yet. He suddenly came to a dead end where he thought his life was over. He turned around to face 4 mechs angrily approaching him. His wings twitched as one of them came the closest to him.

"Ugh, another seeker. I hate seekers. No offense Vortex and Blast Off." The tank-mech snarled.

"None taken Brawl." Vortex said.

"YO ONSLAUGHT, WE GOT ANOTHER ONE!" The one named Swindle snarled.

The youngling noticed the mechs were looking up, when he turned his helm up, he spotted Onslaught on top of the wall he was blocked by and the leader pounced on him with a roar. The youngling was roughly picked up and smashed against the wall. Onslaught stared the youngling down as his group advanced around in a circle. The youngling didn't dare say a word. He was surprised that the Combaticons were only a foot taller than him.

"Well, if it isn't Breakaway. I heard about you...one of the last seekers here in Kaon. Why out so late?" Onslaught sneered.

Breakaway couldn't figure out what to say. He was too scared to say anything. Warpath watched from nearbye really wanting to help this kid. Of course he couldn't take them all on. Of course he hated Brawl, the two never liked each other since they both believed they were the better tank. Brawl had sometimes looked around for Warpath to fight him but never found him since Warpath often stayed inside his house or with others. Warpath had heard about how plenty of seekers had left Kaon since they were often mistreated here. Breakaway and his parents were one of the last few flying families in Kaon but Breakaway himself ran away when his dad died from posioned energon and his mom was chased away by grounders and left Kaon leaving Breakaway by himself. He was alone...but not anymore!

"I ran away." Breakaway said nervously. "W-what are you going to do to me?"

"Well for starters, we hate fliers! But Vortex and Blast Off are an exception. But all others are nothing but show-offs and wastes of scrap metal. You fliers need to leave this town while you have the chance." Onslaught snarled. "As for what we are going to do to you, we beat all fliers who enter or come near our turfs. We don't care if they are younger than us."

Breakaway found himself pulled forward, then his arms were restrained behind him with cuffs the Combaticons stole. Onslaught punched Breakaway in the face knocking him back against the wall.

"Hey! Let me go!" Breakaway whined as Onslaught held him still for the others to come closer.

Warpath watched helplessly as Swindle came up to Breakaway and rammed a fist into his chest. Breakaway yelped when Swindle then rammed a fist on top of his head before stepping back. Vortex came up and slowly clawed Breakaway's face and bent his wings slowly down earning a cry from the poor mech. When Vortex stepped back, Blast Off ran up, grabbed the seeker and body slammed him on the ground breaking the glass on his windshields. Onslaught roughly brought him back up before Brawl came up cracking his knuckles.

"Hey Onslaught, care to join me on this?" Brawl asked.

"Of course I would." Onslaught sneered.

Brawl tackled Breakaway to the ground and he and Onslaught began to deliver a brutal pummeling to the seeker who began to beg and cry. The other three came over to start kicking the youngling and laughing. Warpath couldn't believe what he was seeing, just then, the figures of 4 seekers slightly bigger than him appeared behind him. One mech had one red optic, another had 2 red optics, the third one had purple optics and the final one had a purple lit up face-plate.

"You there, tank, what's happening?" One of them asked.

Warpath jumped when he heard the voice and turned around.

"Uh...some youngling is getting beaten up. But I don't know what to do." Warpath said to the much older younglings.

"We got this." Said another.

"Okay, but leave Brawl to me." Warpath said.

Three of the seekers transformed and flew at the group and started to fire! They all made direct hits and Vortex, Swindle, Blast Off and Onslaught were hit and scattered. Brawl however dodged their attacks.

"THERE'S MORE?" Brawl snarled.

"BRAWL!" Came Warpath's voice.

"WARPATH!" Brawl snarled as he saw his enemy.

The two tanks stared each other down while the last visor seeker just watched. Warpath and Brawl were ready for a fight.

"YOU LEAVE THAT SEEKER ALONE!"

"YOU ACTUALLY CARE FOR THIS SLAGGER?"

"YEAH I DO! GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?"

"TONS!"

"Alright Brawl, let's settle this, tank-to-tank...KA-POW!" Warpath challenged as they came closer and closer to each other.

Brawl bared his claws as he ran at Warpath. Warpath activated the cannon on his chest and fired it without transforming. Brawl was knocked down as the blast hit him in the chest. Warpath took this chance to pounce on Brawl beginning a wrestling match. Their scuffle was mainly watched by Breakaway who was having a hard time moving as he dug his claws into the ground. He was trying to activate the sniper rifle on his right arm wishing to help Warpath knowing he wanted to help. But before he could try to activate it, the visor seeker leaped towards him and shook his head. Breakaway watched in amazement as a deployer released himself from the mech's chest. It made direct fire on Brawl who leaped away from Warpath growling.

"OW! OH! GGGRRR! YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT! I'LL GET YOU!" Brawl yelled as the deployer continued firing on Brawl's back as he fled without transforming.

Warpath was breathing heavily and noticed he had lost a bit of energon during the fight. But not as much as Breakaway was losing. Warpath wasted no time running over where the other seekers began to gather. Warpath was now close enough to see the dents, scratches, dirt and the teary optics of the youngling. Warpath wasn't concerned with his own injuries as he kneels down to get a more better observation of the seeker. The other older seekers looked at Warpath who looked up at them nervously.

"Find him a better place." The silver seeker said.

"No matter what." The big purple one-eyed seeker said.

"And hurry, he needs medical help." The red mouth-plated mech said.

"I promise." Warpath vowed!

"You better, if we come back and he's not better, we will find you and it won't be pretty." The silver mech spoke again and the visor mech nodded.

Warpath gulped as he watched the seekers transform and quickly blast off into the night sky! Warpath looked back at Breakaway who was still crying in pain. He picked him up slowly and rubbed his finger on the mech's head.

"Shh, it's okay. It's alright, I got you. Don't worry. I'll take you home." Warpath said softly and lifted Breakaway onto his back not caring about the energon dripping onto his frame. He picked up his energon cubes and headed home. Warpath was starting to tear up himself, never before had he seen such brutality. It was disturbing and insane. He promised to find the nearest help he could get. Breakaway continued to cry as the pain was unbearable.

"Oh kid please don't give up on me! Don't! I won't let you!" Warpath pleaded as he ran faster and faster.

His spark rate was rising as he searched for his friend Wheeljack, also a youngling, who was known for staying up late. Wheeljack surprisingly was just getting home from being at the market himself.

"WHEELJACK! I NEED HELP!" Warpath yelled as he ran over.

"Calm down Warpath, what happened?" Wheeljack said noticing the seeker on his back.

"This kid needs medical attention, and you're the only one I know who can help since you got some medical training." Warpath said frantically giving Breakaway to Wheeljack.

"Alright, I'll see what I can do, follow me." Wheeljack said running into his house with Warpath right behind him.

On a bed in Wheeljack's room, he began to work on the mech before anymore energon could leak out. Warpath didn't care about getting energon for himself and his parents, he didn't care how late out he was, all he cared about was getting this seeker better. Wheeljack was determined to get him straight.

"So...did you find him like this?" Wheeljack asked.

"No, I followed him into an alley where the Combaticons found him and beat him up. I got into a fight with Brawl and it was with the help of some unknown seekers that we were able to defeat them and save Breakaway." Warpath explained wiping the energon stains of his face with a cloth.

"Unknown seekers, that sounds interesting! I wonder where they are now." Wheeljack wondered.

"No time for thinking Wheeljack, I need to know if he will be okay." Warpath said.

"You know you made the right decesion to come to me! I don't think any other mech in Kaon would help him!" Wheeljack said not taking his optics off the seeker. "Poor kid, he's been through hell."

"Tell me about it...I'm just glad you like seekers as much as I do." Warpath said.

Wheeljack was Warpath's best friend. Both liked seekers and hated others who didn't. Wheeljack first met Warpath when he nearly got into a fight with Brawl at a younger age. Wheeljack was lucky to be strong enough to push the two apart! Afterwards Wheeljack became a good friend of Warpath's and an excellent medical assistant! Wheeljack always got a job done especially if it was saving someone's life. Breakaway's optics were dimming as Wheeljack continued to work on him. Warpath rememberd the energon he was supposed to get to his parents and he knew Breakaway was in good hands.

"I'll be back Wheeljack." Warpath said grabbing the cubes and transforming.

Back at his house, Warpath's parents were waiting for him.

"Warpath, where have you been?" Warpath's mother asked.

"I'm sorry mom, but a young seeker got attacked and I needed to help him. I brought him to Wheeljack to fix him and I'm really worried for him. Can I go back to check up on him, and if it's okay with you guys, can he stay with me?" Warpath said looking nervous.

"Now son, have you looked for his parents?" The father asked.

"Uh...I don't think Breakaway's parents would care for him if they let him just wander out alone like that. He was scared and nervous! He needed a home!" Warpath said. "I need to check up on him."

"Okay son." The mother said.

Warpath raced away without stopping until he reached Wheeljack's house where Wheeljack blocked Warpath's way into his room.

"Wheeljack, you look horrified." Warpath said. "What happened?"

"Well..."

To be continued...

Well what do you think? Surprise Cliffhanger! By the way, I'm using the G1 Wheeljack since I think he's better than the Prime Wheeljack. Let me know what you think because I really love to know! Until next time!