Chapter 1

"Autobots, take the energon back to base," I ordered solemly. It always broke my spark to extinguish the spark of others for the sake of peace, as it did to the others. My team liquified and carried what was left of the mine that the Decepticon's had dug quickly yet carefully as I watched, maintaining a post as look out. The last cart was wheeled by and and I soon began to follow, but my audios had picked up on a strange sound. Halting just in front of the Ground Bridge I listened closer the sounds gradually escalating in volume, emanating from the mine.

"Ratchet, I will be back shortly. There is something I must take care of before i return," I had told Ratchet over the communications link. "When i am in need of a Ground bridge i will re-send for one."

"Yes Optimus," was my reply. I withdrew my Ion Displacement cannons and walked into the now stripped mine. It took my optics a while to adjust to the darkness of the soon to be abandoned mine, however my audio receptors were what was leading me through the intricate cave system. The closer I got the louder the sounds became and the more distinctive they were. Eventually I made my way to what could have been perceived as a dead end had it not been for what sounded like the wails of a sparkling on the other side if the smooth rock. From what i could tell the wall was pretty thick, so I activated my weapons and began to blast away at the rock until I had busted through. What meet my the site of my optics on the other side shocked me.

"By the All-Spark," I gasped as i removed my battle mask, deactivated my weapons, and stepped forward to examine the helpless life form that lay in front of me in an open Insecticon stasis pod. There was a small glint of a blue flash as I caught site of the device that lay face down on the ground in front of the stasis pod. I picked it up and turned it over in my servo's, a time lock. Looking at the sparkling again I picked it up and began to gently rock and coo to it so as to quiet the little one. "I promise with all my spark to keep you safe." My optics landed on what looked to be an ancient red piece of cloth that looked to be what the humans would refer to as a cape or cloak. The very first thought that passed through my processor was to wrap the sparkling in it and bring it back to base.

"Optimus Prime to Ratchet, I am in need of a ground bridge," I said in a hushed voice as the young one's blue optics dimmed as it slowly fell into recharge.

"Are you surrounded?" Was my reply.

"No, I am not in trouble my old friend." I turned around when i heard the familiar sounds of the Ground Bridge activating behind me and slowly walked through. As soon as I was through Ratchet came up to me.

"Now that you are back Optimus I must tend to your wounds." I would advise that you speak quieter Ratchet."

"And why is that?"

"Because old friend, you might wake her up," I told him quietly as I adjusted my arms so that the team could get a clear look at the face of the young femme lying in my arms still wrapped in the cloak that I had found her with.

"By the All-Spark. Optimus, where in the name of Cybertron did you find a sparkling?" Ratchet asked in a hushed baffled tone. by now the entire team had Gathered around me.

"Aw, she's so cute," Cliff Jumper exclaimed in a small voice, which for him was quite an accomplishment.

"Believe it or not but I had found her inside of an Insecticon stasis pod."

"Why would this cute little thing be in one of those nasty things pods?" Arcee asked.

"Who care's 'Cee, as long as we keep little miss adorable away from huge mean Megatron she should be fine," Bulkhead spoke, yet again quite an accomplishment. Ratchet activated his built in scanner and I took that as a sign to peel back the cloak. When he finished scanning over her and began checking the results he hummed in what sounded like approval and relief.

"Being in the stasis pod thankfully kept her energon levels from dropping. But once she wakes the first thing we give her is energon." I nodded my approval. "And now it is time for your injuries to be mended," He declared. Cliff Jumper held out his arms offering to hold her until I was done with my repairs silently. However when I passed her off to the much smaller mech she started to cry. He tried his best to comfort her the way he had been taught before giving up and passing her to Bulkhead, then Bulkhead to BumbleBee who in turn passed her off to Arcee. Even Ratchet tried to calm the screaming child, but to no avail. Eventually he lowered her to lay right next to me so as to continue on with his work on my repairs which is when she ceased her much louder wails and resorted to whimpers. When my repairs were complete and i picked her up any and all sounds that emanated from her vocals ceased. Her blue optics dimmed and she immediately fell into recharge.

"Well I'll be," Ratchet began. "Optimus seems to be more able to calm a sparkling even though this is the first time that he has held one."

"We have to give her a name you know," Arcee Stated. I looked at her main body design and took in all of the features. She seemed to have a beast mode instead of the normal car or jet. What made me so sure was that she had the head of what the humans would call a dragon as her chest plate, protrusions on her back that looked to be able to stretch into wings, claws that looked to be just as sharp(if not sharper) as Starscream's, and her helm looked as if it had the head of a dragon swallowing it. So I made up my mind right then and there.

"We will call her Solar Wing."

"Why Solar wing?" Cliff Jumper asked.

"If you had looked at her features well enough you would be able to see that she cannot transform into either a ground or air based vehicle. She looks as if she could transform into what humans refer to as dragons, and very well may be the spawn of a Predicon that Shockwave had cloned during the war for Cybertron. Plus with the way her the light reflects off of her armor sometimes it is as if her plating is mimicking that of a solar panel."

"Then Solar Wing it is," Ratchet agreed. "But there still is one problem that remains, who is the child going to bond with since it's parents have more than likely off-lined by now?" At that everyone turned to look at me.

"Why are..."

"Optimus, think about it. You only knew the spark- Solar wing no more than a minute or two longer than us, yet she would not let us get close enough to her to get properly acquainted. Apparently she senses something in you that she does not sense in us. You must be Solar Wings adoptive sire. There is no doubt about it." I looked down at the little one in which I cradled in my arms. I could feel her small spark beat in rhythm to mine. I smiled and she opened her eyes and reached for my face.

"Then it is settled."