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The events of the past, in Data-Traks processor weigh heavily on the spark. The Lost Light crew members are being nice but Data-Traks felt like not talking. Ever since the Collective a swarm like creatures of metallic goo that made individual hives took him as glorified pet. Data-Traks just do not to process of what he became. The Collector collected him way back during the early part of the war where Optimus Prime assigned him to help Neutrals to escape. Things do not always goes as plan. The Neutrals hated the Autobots much as they hated the Decepticons. When the Hive came for them and the Ship stabilizer malfunctioned the Neutrals traded him for repairs. Like Grimlock, Data-Traks decide to leave the Lost Light having his fill space travel.

"Let's return to Cybertron, Data-Traks, everything will be okay." Spoke Misfire

It was not the Autobots who save him, Data-Traks, it was failures of the Decepticons. Krok even made sure that Grimlock watches over him. Here he sat in his apartment with Grimlock which they shared together. Data-Traks watch the other Cybertronians walk underneath the Apartment window. It was not hard to find Ricochet in the data and he even found the other Dinobots. The buzz is back. It is not the same to the Hive where the voices ranges in multitudes breaking link with the Collector had been painful. The Linking in the swarm like nanites who use outer shells like macro creature is sign of intelligence. The Collector r belatedly realized that the Cybertronians were macro creatures like the organics and existed as one unit not multitudes.

"Come."

Datatraks stiffen at the pulse it was long time since he felt this particular buzz. It was last time Metro-Plex had been on Cybertron. The buzz allowed him to follow the tendrils of data. Where are the Scavengers? He watches and hears the other Autobots look at him in disgust. Data-Traks walked outside for the Apartment. Was it easier to process the trauma or hide from it? By not correcting them to the truth of being a slave not a deserter they believed.

Grimlock stood in front of the group of Autobots and Dinobots. It was an argument between Slug and Grimlock. Ironhide look annoyed and surprise to see him. It was not the return of Grimlock but the fact that he wants to help the Scavengers.

"You have nothing to say Data-Traks?" Spoke Ironhide

Grimlock snarled annoyance at the weapons master and gave Data-Traks a concern look.

"I have plenty say Ironhide and I don't know how to say it."

Grimlock look startle at the statement. "You speak."

"I do apologize for worrying you, Grimlock." Spoke Data-Traks

"He weak Grimlock." Snarled Slug

"Grimlock?" asked Data-Traks

"Me Grimlock not leader. " spoke Grimlock

"What no fight?" ask Swoop

"Leader is strong only." Spoke Slug

Grimlock shook his head in a negative to that statement. Data-Traks look at the Dino-bot for a moment and then at the stranger femme and Ironhide. Words are not the only way to say something. Windblade has arrived to disperse the conflict between the Dino-bots.

"Chromia and Ironhide." Spoke Windblade "What is the problem?"

"It is matter of leadership with the Dino-bots." Spoke Ironhide puzzled.

Windblade look at Data-Traks for moment but decided say nothing to the Praxian then comm both Ironhide and Chromia. ::When he comes to Metro-plex allow him to enter.::

::City-speaker are you sure to allow him access?:: commed Chromia in shock

Ironhide put his servo on Chromia's arm.

"Let go." Snorted Grimlock transforming to his alternate mode as Data-Traks gives him a nod. Both mechs disappear in the night heading towards the Decepticon side of the city.

"I am not sure that is wise to let him close to Metro-plex." Spoke Ironhide after the two left.

"He hears Metro-plex." Spoke Windblade

Chromia look shock that means he has City-Speaker abilities and yet he is reviled because he abandoned the Autobots. Nurturing a City-Speaker is the cornerstone of Camien society but here it almost an unknown quality.

"Why not ask him to go to Metro-plex?" ask Ironhide

"Data-Traks is grieving." Answer Windblade "I do not believe he left the Autobots by choice."

Data-Traks look around the Decepticons section of town. Winner gets the spoils. It was apt the Decepticons are second class citizens. Windblade , she is much to think about. Unmarked by the war of the Autobots and Decepticons clearly does she sees this as being wrong. The Scavengers live on the streets and it made Data-Traks glad to bring them energon. Grimlock even he seem to be happy seeing the team.

"You guys came to see us." Smiled Misfire "I knew you would come and I told the others. Krok see they are here?"

"You two are sight for sore optics." Spoke Krok

"Why come?" ask Spinister

"Has he spoke yet." Spoke Misfire

"Misfire he is in a great deal of pain." Spoke Fulcrum

"Yes." Answer Grimlock

"Yes to what?" ask Fulcrum

"He spoke." Answer Grimlock

"Are things like this all time?" Ask Data-Traks

"Pretty much." Answer Krok in a faint smile. "The Autobots are treating you guys well?"

Grimlock gave a lash of his tail and faint growl.

"We bought you some Energon." Spoke Data-Traks Placing the cubes for everyone. "Krok, the Autobots think I deserted them."

"Can you hear Metro-plex?" ask Krok looking at the Praxian. "It is rare gift. You can be treated like Windblade."

"Krok." Spoke Data-Traks

"I know that the gift was given caused great deal of pain." Spoke Krok

"It saved us from WAP." Spoke Spinister "Energon is good."

"Come."

Misfire in his cheerful grin. "We all are different. I mean Pinhead hearing the big galoot saying. What is he saying?"

"He wants me to come." Spoke Data-Traks. "Looks around here you need supplies. Fulcrum can fix anything and Spinister can be medic here. "

"Speakers have vision." Spoke Spinister nodded.

"Supplies are short." Spoke Fulcrum in a smile. "This is a wonderful gift but we can make something out of nothing."

"Is New Iacon the only settlement on Cybertron?" ask Data-Traks curiously

"I believe so." Nodded Krok sipping his Energon.

"If the supplies are hard to come by through New Iacon..," spoke Data-Traks "Why not go to the abandoned settlements to get what this sector needs to fix it up?"

"Interesting idea." Spoke Spinister

Many Cycles later

Metro-plex the inner chambers thrum with life and for Data-Traks it is soothing and his spark craved for. The emotions were welcoming and non-hostile it brought comfort to Data-Traks wounded spark. Windblade turn to face Data-Traks with a warm smile as if she expected him to show.

"You lower the guards and allow me to come here." Spoke Data-Traks still unsure what to say.

"It is not the reason came here about the security." Spoke Windblade

"My reasons are twofold." Spoke Data-traks

"Being curious is one and the other is the Decepticons." Spoke Windblade canted her helm

"They are Cybertronians as well." Nodded Data-Traks

"There hands are stained with energon of the comrades." Spoke Windblade

"In that regards they are no different than the Autobots." Spoke Data-Traks "We all have Energon on our hands even I. You can hear Metro-Plex."

"As well as you can Data-Traks." Smile Windblade thinking back to previous statement. "Is that the reason you grieve."

Windblade could not imagine going through life the way Data-Traks had. City-Speakers are cherished among the Camiens and protected from harm. The reverence is what Data-Traks did not get and it shock Chromia to the core of attacking an untrained City-speaker. Not only Chromia has in the past insulted him. Ironhide knew Data-Traks well enough to know that Mech is in pain and older mech still cares about the Praxian. Data-Traks does not understand what he can do and just does it.

"Things are not right. Cybertron is not right." Spoke Data-Traks deep thought. "I am not sure what I grieve for. I do not grieve for the Energon on my hands it does not help the other mech. "