This is a fic that I've kind of been sitting on for a while, back when I started getting into the Transformers fandom. I don't know how frequently this will be updated. I'll try to keep a good update schedule, but I am working on Bound and will be going through a request or two.

A door ajar aboard the Nemesis was an uncommon anomaly. Especially since only one Decepticon seemed to be around. With a devious smirk, Starscream gazed outside the opening, starting at the ground. He had just gotten rid of a load. A load that had cycles of study. A load that he was meaning to dispose of. During his time as leader, Starscream had found it useless, but was unable to get rid of it because of some of the Decepticons that were firmly loyal to Megatron, specifically Soundwave, didn't want him to. Several voices in the distance caught his attention, immediately causing him to close the door and go further into the ship.

Arcee and Bulkhead raced through the desert in search of clues. It had been a few days since they had last seen any signs of the Decepticons. And unfortunately, that also meant that Optimus was still unaccounted for. None of them got much rest. And after Arcee's failed attempt to get a glimpse of the Nemesis, she had started getting obsessive with finding their leader.

Something caught Arcee's optic, causing her to curiously inspect what she caught a glimpse of. Bulkhead followed close behind. Arcee hoped it could have been a clue. Something that could lead them to their wayward leader. If what she saw had some sort of meaning that was all that mattered.

As they got closer, they transformed out of their vehicle forms. Curiosity turned to horror once Arcee realized what they had found. Bulkhead didn't get a chance to inquire about her change in demeanor. His optics focused on what she had spotted, and was concerned with what he saw.

"Scrap." Bulkhead anxiously groaned.

The ground bridge opened instantly lighting up the base with a soft humming sound emitting from it. Ratchet stood several feet from it annoyed. When he received a call from Arcee to open a ground bridge after what seemed to be a brief patrol, Ratchet couldn't help but be irked by the call.

All the while, Jack, Miko, and Raf were watching the ground bridge. They were curious about the call, and Arcee's apparent urgency was interesting. Bumblebee, who had arrived after patrol shortly after patrol, was also curious.

"What could possibly be so important that you need a ground bridge so soon?" Ratchet inquired as he heard Arcee and Bulkhead coming through the bridge.

Arcee was the first to come through the bridge with Bulkhead not too far behind. In Bulkhead's arms was an unconscious figure. Ratchet gasped, recognizing what, or more specifically who, Bulkhead was carrying. It was a mech that Ratchet hadn't seen in ages.

He was a cerulean blue mech with black upper arms and legs. Blue structures surrounded his forearms with the top covered by cerulean armor and had white digits. His face plate was white and his helm was cerulean with a blue markings and a blue structure protruding out of the top of his helm. His pedes were a combination of his alt modes wheels and what would be considered normal pedes. On his chassis had a faded, nearly scratched off Autobot insignia.

"Get him over to the med bay, quick." Ratchet ordered, leading the way.

Bulkhead didn't need to be told twice, rushing the stasis mech to the table. Once he lied the mech down, Ratchet immediately began scanning the mech. He needed to find out how much damage there was and needed to know what caused the mech to be in stasis.

Jack, Miko, and Raf got closer to the action while making sure to stay out of the way. There was a bit of chaos with Ratchet's frantic observation. Then there was Bulkhead and Arcee, who were watching the scene cautiously. Whoever this mech was, there was definitely something important about him.

"Who's this?" Jack inquired.

No one seemed to hear him. They all seemed too invested in their recent discovery to notice. Jack wasn't offended, but was going to ask a little louder so he could get their attention. However, Miko had other plans, beating him to the punch.

"Hey, who's the big blue?" Miko loudly repeated, grabbing everyone's attention.

None of them seemed to appreciate her loud intervention, but she had their attention. Ratchet's attention quickly went back to the mech, leaving Arcee and Bulkhead to answer her question. Arcee crossed her arms.

"This is Blurr." Bulkhead introduced. "He's an Autobot, whose specialty is speed. He used to be a racer, one of, if not the best, before joining the Autobots as a reconnaissance and undercover agent. He and Wheeljack got along pretty well too."

The trio were impressed with the synopsis.

"He worked under one of Optimus' key lieutenants." Arcee added. "He's young and reckless, which was why he was placed there."

That gave them a bigger picture of their unexpected visitor. However, that didn't explain the urgency they found their newly named acquaintance in need of.

"Why the sudden urgency?" Jack asked. "Assuming he's a good Autobot, this seems a little excessive."

Arcee and Bulkhead went silent. It was clear that the statement troubled them. Neither seemed comfortable answering the question.

"Things got crazy before Cybertron's demise." Ratchet explained. "Cybertronians were thrown into chaos. Some were able to be safely relocated. Others weren't so lucky." Ratchet entered in a few notes on the screen for further study. "From what I was told, Blurr snuck out to go to a race and he wasn't seen after that."

That synopsis shocked Jack, Miko, and Raf. Even though they barely knew this new Autobot, it was terrible to think that he could just disappear. It didn't help that he seemed to be barely older than Bumblebee, the youngest of the Autobots.

"Everyone had their speculations." Acree admitted. "Some thought he was killed. Others thought the stress caught up to him and he defected to start anew."

"He was in an area that had a heavy flow of Decepticon activity." Bulkhead recalled. "Some of us, Wheeljack especially, believed that he was captured for information or bait. He was a prominent figure."

"When no one had heard anything after cycles of silence, everyone began to question whether or not he was alive." Arcee looked at the stasis mech. "Though I suppose that question has finally been answered."

Everyone observed Blurr. Ratchet was done with his scans and was trying to get a full prognosis on his condition. The only certain thing that he was able to get that was Blurr somehow managed to put himself in a self-induced stasis.

"Is he going to be okay?" Raf asked.

"I don't know." Ratchet sighed. "He's always had issues, but I won't know the extent of his damage until I can get him online."

Ratchet's train of thought was interrupted by the monitor sounding off. Pulling up the source of the noise, the image of Starscream popped up. It came with a message, pulling everyone back into the issue they had been so heavily invested in. Optimus Prime, and a possible lead to his location.

If anyone reading this that follows my DC content, don't worry. I still will be posting DC oriented stuff, such as the aforementioned Bound and I'll probably start another 5 plus 1 soon (the Bruce and Dick one from my poll this time). I'm just uploading some different content so I can have a little variety on here, as well as working on some older fic ideas of mine.