AN: I only own my OCs.

Authoress: And hello everyone! Even though this is the beginning of the story I am breaking rules so we can sing happy birthday!

Kup: *grumbles* This is ridiculous.

Ultra Prime: *sighs* We had better get this over with.

All three: *sing* Happy belated birthday to you! Happy belated birthday to you!

Authoress: *sings* Happy belated birthday dear Jazzilynn Hall!

All three: *sing* Happy belated birthday to you!

Kup: *huffs* I'm going back to relaxing now. *takes a drag from cygar*

Authoress: *frowns* You know those are going to offline you one solar cycle right?

Kup: *smirks* You're probably going to kill me before these things get the chance.

Authoress: *shrugs* Touche.

Ultra Prime: *sighs* You are both crazy.

Prologue

Shimmerwing's 1st P.O.V.

"Take your brother and sister! Go and hide!" I whispered to my eldest creation as the house shook. I felt fear in my spark but…this was my only option. I had to get my creations out of here. However, as I continued to look at the creation I was speaking to, I could tell he was scared. His red optics were wide and they showed the fear that he was probably feeling in his spark. He was old enough to just be considered to be in his youngling cycles so he would have a sense that was happening to us right now and so that was what was scaring him…as it should.

"But carrier," My eldest started to argue with me. "what about jou and sire?" He stood their next to his sister and their little brother…who his sister was holding.

I shook my helm and ushered them into a back room. While I wanted to run with my creations and my bondmate, I knew that my colors would let the enemy spot us in a nano-click…this was the first time that I found myself hating my green, purple and tan coloring. It also didn't help that I was seeker. But, my bondmate, Blitzkrier, and I had found a way to live among the Autobots on Cybertron as a neutral. We didn't want to get involved in this war but, as the house shook again, I realized that there was no longer a choice. Blitzkrier and I had to fight to make sure that our three creations survived.

The Autobots had known that we had created three triple changer creations and I found myself wondering why they were just now coming after us? I didn't think anything had changed but, who knew what really set the Autobots off? I just had to protect my creations. The Autobots were never going to get my creations if I could help it. I wanted my creations to have the ability to choose their destiny and not have it thrust upon them by this skirmish that was starting to rise up between the Decepticons, the gladiator Megatron and his followers, and the Autobots, which included the council and their followers.

I had to reassure my creations, though, so I put on a reassuring smile and gave them a nudge toward the door. "Please Blitzwing…everything will be alright if you just go and hide." I flinched as the sound of a blast that made our house shake hit. I felt slight pain from Blitzkrier and knew that the Autobots were getting close. "Get out of here now you three and don't look back!" I ordered them before I took out my two broadswords. "Whatever happens, stick together…all three of you. While Chaom is still too young to understand this…you two aren't." I addressed my two eldest. "You will be able to help each other better if you stay together." I felt another round hit the house and I knew that I need to get to Blitzkrier now! "Now go! I love you all!"

I then ran forward…away from my creations. While I had a feeling that this was going to be the last time I saw them, I felt peace. I knew that they had each other and, as long as they had each other, I knew that they were going to be alright.

When I got to the living room, I saw that Blitzkrier had set up a barricade to help slow down the Autobots. "Our creations?" he asked me.

I nodded my helm and prepared myself for battle. "They will be alright. We just have to buy them time." Leaning over to my bondmate, I placed my forehelm against his. "Blitzkrier…I am glad that I came back." I was referencing one of our fist dates, and I knew he would figure out what I was talking about.

In return, Blitzkrier placed a soft kiss onto my lip-plates and we stayed like that for a nano-click before he pulled away slightly. I could feel his out-takes against my faceplate as he spoke. "Shimmerwing, I am glad that you came back."

The front door finally crashed open and the two of us separated before charging at the invaders. They would have to take my spark before they touched our creations. I would make sure of that.

Blitzwing's 1st P.O.V.

I felt panicked as I ran toward the back door. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. I knew that something was wrong because carrier was sending us to go and hide. She never did that. She always let us stay with them. Why did we have to go and hide? I was so confused. But, the fear that I saw on carrier's faceplate convinced me to listen to her. My carrier was never scared. Never. Since she was scared…I wasn't even sure what to think. Why was this happening? I didn't understand what was going on.

When I had seen those Autobots approaching the house and told my carrier and sire about it…I didn't expect them to react like this. Immediately, sire had run to the living room and carrier had taken us to the back before telling us to run. Why were the Autobots doing this? We never did anything to them! This wasn't fair!

"'Wing…I'm scared."

I looked to my sister, who had said this, and I could see that she was terrified. She wasn't that much younger than me and so I knew that she understood some of what was going on. Thankfully, Chaom was still too young to figure out what was happening. But, I had to calm my sister down so we could continue to run. "Ve must keep moving forvard. Everyzhing vill be okay."

My plan was, after we got outside and to the yard, to take the hidden doorway that carrier and sire had shown both my sister and me plenty of times in the past. The hidden pathway led to the transit station nearby and, once we got there, we were going to flee to Crystal City. That city was still largely neutral and sire and carrier had friends there who could help us.

Deep in my spark, though, I had a feeling that all of our trouble was only just beginning if we didn't get some more distance between ourselves and the Autobots that were…attacking our home. I took another look at my sister and brother and sighed. I was the big brother and it was my responsibility to make sure that they stayed safe. I was going to make sure that I kept them safe no matter what sort of thing happened. That was my vow. I had to keep it. I wasn't sure what would happen if I couldn't.

"Blitzy…" My sister started again. "where are we going?" My sister, she was one that loved to ask questions. She wanted to know the answer to everything that was going on. Whenever sire and carrier would ask her to do something…she would ask them why? She only needed to be told once but she wanted to make sure that she wanted to do it first.

However, I knew that she wasn't going to like my response so I sighed. "I can't tell jou now. Ve cannot risk letting zhe Autobots knowing vhere ve are going."

Her look immediately turned stubborn and I knew that our trip was going to be filled with a lot of arguing. We had a habit of arguing with each other a lot. There were only five stellar cycles between the two of us in age…unlike the twenty between my brother and I, and that meant that my sister and I didn't always see optic to optic.

Before she could say anything though, and as the back door shut behind us, the sound of blaster fire stopped in the house and…since I didn't hear carrier and sire calling us back inside…I knew that they were gone. They…they were gone. My creators…they were gone! How could the Autobots do this!? I would make them pay! When I was older I would make them all pay!

A cry of despair coming from my sister snapped me out of my thoughts and I realized that I had stopped. So, I continued to lead my sister and brother away from our home…away from all that we had known. All of the memories growing up happily with our family were just that…memories.

But, I couldn't mourn anymore now. We still had Autobots after us and I would not fail carrier and sire. They wanted me to watch out for my siblings and that was what I was going to do. We would take the tunnel and get to the transit station…we just had to get to the tunnel before the Autobots caught up to us.

When I arrived at the covered entrance, I quickly uncovered it before picking up the latch and dropping down the hole. I was first because I…as the oldest, had to make sure that it was safe for my sister and brother to follow. Once I took a scan and saw that there was no danger down here, I looked up at my sister. "Okay…send him down."

My sister nodded and, soon, I had my brother in my arms. He looked up at me…an innocent look in his blue optics. He wouldn't understand what happened until he was older. But, I knew that my sister and I would tell him. Tell him what our sire and carrier were like and how awesome they were!

I went to tell my sister to follow but it seemed like she had other plans. "Get going Blitzy!"

What…what was she doing?! Carrier told us to stay together and we had to! We just had to! "Vhat are jou doing? Carrier told us to stay togezher! Get down here now!" This was not the time to be arguing! The Autobots could discover us at any nano-click and then we would all be caught.

However, my sister was not budging. "The Autobots aren't as stupid as we want them to be Blitzy! I'm going to lead them away from you and give you two time to escape. Now stop arguing with me and go!"

Before I could stop her, she shut the cover of the tunnel. "NO!" I yelled after she did that. Now…not only have I lost my creators…but my sister as well. While I wanted to go and stop her…protect her…I knew that I had to make sure my little brother stayed safe. So, I started to run down the path. However, as I ran, I felt fear for my sister rise up in my systems. Would I ever see her again?

Kup's 1st P.O.V.

Throwing my cygar stub to the ground, I growled as I pulled a new one out of my sub-space and lit it. I knew that something hadn't been right about this mission from the beginning and now…now I was really regretting letting that fragging Viral Magnus convince me into coming along. When I had been briefed about the mission…it had sounded simple.

…Too simple.

Our mission was simple; go in and acquire three triple changers for the Autobot side. Didn't sound like there was going to be any fighting and that this was simply a pickup sort of mission. I had assumed that they needed me on the mission just in case the Decepticons attacked our transport of the triple changers. It wasn't a secret that the Autobots did not have a single flyer on our side and the Decepticons had that advantage. If the Decepticons had heard about us going to acquire three triple changers then they would want to stop us at all costs. The footage that the council had released showed that the Decepticons were not above bombing innocent sparklings, younglings, and carriers who were not in support of them in the war.

But, now…all I was seeing was the monsters called Autobots…my kind…attacking a neutral family just to obtain a few triple changers…one youngling and two sparkling from the data that I was just now allowed access to. This…this was murder but I couldn't stop it. I wish that I could…but I couldn't. This order had come direct from Viral Magnus and to refuse an order from him…or refuse to carry it out once accepted…was paramount with treason. I was no traitor.

As of now, the creators were offlined and the troops that I had with me were scouring the house for any sign of the triple changers. They couldn't have gotten far and, even though I didn't like how this mission was run or the outcome, I knew we had to find the triple changers so they could at least have a nice home to be raised in. They wouldn't survive on the streets. The Decepticons would find them and who knew what sort of horrors those maniacs would inflict on them?

"Hey! There's one outside!"

My helm snapped toward the back yard when I heard one of the troops yell that from the back door. I quickly made my way through the house and out the back door. There, I found myself stopping when my optics located the triple changer. It was the only femme that the report had in its record and she was trying to climb the fence. I flinched when I saw the look in her optics. It was fear. She was desperate to get away. Her brothers must have already gone ahead because I didn't see a trace of them. She was the only one that I saw but I saw that she was desperate to escape.

Three of the Autobots on the 'retrieval' team soon arrived at the fence and started to pull the femme down. I had to smirk, though, when the femme kicked out at them and hit the middle one straight in the faceplate. That little femme had a kick to her…that was for sure. The three of them struggled with the femme for a few more clicks before they finally got her off the fence. Since I was to assist on this mission, I made my way over to them as they injected a sedative into the young femme's systems. Slowly, her green optics faded and, soon, they were dark and her chassis went limp against the three who had caught her.

The four of us stood there for a nano-click and stared at the femme. This was a triple changer. This…was what the council was willing to offline bots for to possess. Even though I knew that the Decepticons were monsters, I realized that the Autobots had garnered sins of their own from this war and I knew that…one solar cycle, they were going to come back to bite us.

"What…are we supposed to do now?" One of them asked. I realized at that point that they were much younger than I was. They must have been just out of boot camp. The council probably knew that if they had a team of more bots like myself…that they wouldn't follow through with the mission. I didn't want to follow through but, by the time I was told the full details of the mission…it was too late.

Letting out a huff, I stepped forward and took the femme from them. She was lighter than I thought she would be and that just shot another bought of pain through my spark. This wasn't right. But, to answer the young bot's question. "We head back to base camp. When she wakes up…I'll try and explain this to her. She is so young…possibly even a sparkling…and she will be terrified when she wakes up."

Then, before any of them could say a word, I walked away with the femme. This…this was horrible. How was I going to explain to this femme that she was never going to see her family again and she was going to have to live with the Autobots from now on…those that did this to her.

Shaking my helm, I walked on in silence as the wind brushed past my chassis. I had been in so many battles…seen so many bots fall that I had lost count. I had stared up in the face of death multiple times for this cause that I believe in…that I believed in. But now, as I walked toward the camp with the triple changer femme in my arms…only one thought could come to my processor.

…What had we done?

Ultra Prime's 1st P.O.V.

I paced in the meeting chambers of Fortress Maximus. Normally, I would be out on the outskirts of the fighting leading my team against the Decepticons. But, that was not what I currently found myself doing. In the early cycles of this solar cycle, Viral Magnus had contacted me via private message and requested that I come here for a one on one meeting. He didn't say much on what the meeting was to be about except for the fact that it had something to do with one of the most recent recruitment missions.

But I found my processor racing. What could have happened during a recruitment mission that would cause Viral Magnus to personally ask me to come and meet with him? Recruitment missions were normally be with older younglings to younger adults and, once they were recruited, the new Autobot would be taken to the barracks and be prepped for boot camp. Once boot camp was through, the new Autobot would then be assigned a team and work with that team to fight the Decepticons.

When the door opened, I stood at attention as a red and gray car mech walked in. Viral Magnus. While the Magnus was three meters shorten than I was…he exuded an air of presence that always made it seem like he was ten meters taller than I was. I didn't understand how it happened and, honestly, I feared and respected the mech too much to care. When Viral Magnus met with you…it was important.

The mech's orange optics were staring straight at me and I felt like I was being torn apart by that gaze. I couldn't think of anything I had done wrong but, was the message about the recruiting mission a ruse to get me alone to punish me? I really couldn't think of anything my team could have done lately to cause a meeting with the Magnus. Frag, even Wheeljack had avoided blowing himself up lately and that was a large improvement.

"Ultra Prime." I paid attention as my leader spoke to me. "Thank you for coming. I have something of the highest importance to ask of you."

…Really? What could that be? I was on the lower end of the Primes and it had never seemed likely that I would amount to anything more. But, if I was receiving a special mission from the Magnus then I had to be worth more than I thought. "What are your orders sir?"

Viral Magnus, however, shook his helm. "These are not orders, Ultra Prime, but a request that is very recommended that you accept." This was confusing but I kept quiet for now so I could hear what he had to say. "Recently, a troop of Autobots had orders to acquire three triple changer younglings for our army. They were only able to capture one and she has come to understand her place here. But, she is too young for fighting yet." Just how young was she? I knew of troops who were half way through their youngling stellar cycles and out fighting the Decepticons. "So, she needs somewhere to stay. That's where you come in. I could only entrust her protection and raising to somebot close to me that I trust. In these times…it is hard to truly know who is to be trusted and I believe you are one of the few that I can fully trust. I am asking you to please become the guardian of this femme."

Wait…I had to become guardian to some youngling? I wasn't creator material…that was why I never actively sought out a mate. I wasn't all that great with sparklings or younglings and this mission sounded impossible already. I wanted to refuse but, since this was a favor to Viral Magnus I really couldn't…no matter how much of a choice he said I had.

So, with an accidental sigh escaping my lips, I folded. "Of course Viral Magnus sir. May I meet her?" I had better meet the little one that was going to be living with me.

Viral Magnus nodded, and looked almost relieved, before he spoke. "Of course. She is just outside. I'll let her come in and let you meet her personally." He then hesitated and I had a feeling that I was not going to like the hesitation. "You might want to be careful though. She…is quite stubborn."

Frag my life.

When the Magnus walked out of the room, I placed my helm into my right servo and sighed. This was not how I pictured spending my solar cycle. Now that I thought back on it…I would have preferred if one of my team mates had gotten in trouble. That could be dealt with quickly. But, having to raise a stubborn femme youngling having to stay with me was not something that I wanted to mess with.

The door reopening caused me to move my servo from my helm and I would admit that I was surprised at what I saw. The femme triple changer seemed so small that I couldn't believe it. Of course, even though she was small for a triple changer I realized that she was probably bigger than most younglings that were her age. So, I took a click to study how she was reacting. While at first her chassis seemed relaxed was slightly tensed…like she was ready to run at a moment's notice. From that reaction alone, I had a feeling that the black and lime green triple changer was not one hundred percent agreeing to her being raised by the Autobots…by me. However, I couldn't delve too deeply into how she came to be with us. My mission was to be her guardian and raise her in a correct and proper way so she would be fully accepting of the Autobot cause.

I would not fail that mission.

Once the door was closed, and it was just the two of us, I walked closer to her before introducing myself. "Hello there youngling. My designation is Ultra Prime. What is yours?"

What I was expecting was the cold look that came from the femme. It was one of anger that I would have never imagined on a bot that young. She let out a huff and continued to give me her icy glare. "That mech who just walked out…Viral what-ever-he's-called, tell you to be nice to me? If he did…I ain't buying it. I don't want to be here. This place is horrible. The only reason I am being nice is so you all will leave my brothers alone. End of story."

Well…that was definitely more blunt and to the point then I expected from her. But, I was confused by her answer. Why were the Autobots chasing her brothers? Something was adding up for me but, at the click, I had to establish trust between the femme and I and there was only one way for me to get that trust.

Holding out my servo, I smiled at her and spoke truthfully. "I was not told to be nice to you. That is just who I am. Now…are you going to introduce yourself to me? From the looks of things, you and I are going to be housemates for a while. I would hate to not know your name." I then continued to hold my servo out to her. "Please?" I added to help things.

What was surprising to me was the shocked look that appeared on her faceplate. What was so shocking about what I said? This little one was certainly acting different than any other that I had met. "Well, I guess…since I don't have any other choice." She started reluctantly. That was a relief. If we were going to get to know each other it would be nice to have her name. The femme stared at my servo hesitantly before she lightly took it and finished introducing herself. "My name…is Pandimala."

Authoress: Wow...that was a lot of emotion in one chapter...and that's only the prologue.

Ultra Prime: *nods* Makes me wonder what you have planned for the future chapters.

Young Pandimala: *frowns* I don't care as long as you fragging Autobots keep away from my family.

Ultra Prime: *frowns* Where did you hear that language?

Young Pandimala: *smirks* Unlike you Autobots, I don't give away my sources.

Kup: *in the background* That fragging psychopathic creation of a glitch from the Pit!

Authoress: *smiles widely and excitedly* I think I am being summoned! *runs off*

Ultra Prime: *faceplate palms* Nevermind.

AN: Well, lookie here. It's a new story for you all! Well, a rewrite really but you get the gist. Happy belated birthday again to Jazzilynn Hall! I hope you had a good one! I also hope this chapter met up to standards.

As for this chapter...I really am cruel aren't I? It was even worse this time around because I kept it all in first person. The first write up of this everything in this chapter had been in third person. I...I want to go cry in a corner now. But, the story must go on and next chapter...when it comes out...is going to be scary fun and I am so going to enjoy writing that. *evil smirk and planning* MUHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!

*coughs* Anyways...again happy belated birthday Jazzilynn Hall! Also, I hope all of you enjoyed reading this...as much as enjoyment could be had. Please leave a review even if its to say hello. I like knowing that people like this and even a hello will work. Until next time...TTYL! *runs from angry Kup*