"Sam!"

Sam heaved a sigh and continued to crank his fingers around the wrench, turning and twisting as his muscles ached with exhaustion, but he gladly ignored this just as he gladly ignored the voice.

"Samuel James Witwicky! You had better get your butt down here right now!"

Sam let out another sigh of frustration as the bolt loosened but refused to budge. "Perhaps you should listen to him," suggested the massive bot which caused Sam to pinch the bridge of his nose in irritation and give out one last sigh just to show the world how truly annoying one could be, but really he had no choice to comply because the customer is always right. That and Will sounded as if he was two seconds away from climbing up the massive form of Barricade and knocking him down a peg or two, or a bot shoulder.

Finally relenting, Sam flicked his wrists and allowed the coiled steel cables in the bands of his arms break loose. The cables flying through the air and grappling with claw like hands onto the metal beams that made a horizontal path along the front of the yard before Sam leaped from Barricade's shoulder but not before angrily warning the other not to move least the loosened bolt triggered a malfunction that would most likely result in a horrendous crash.

Touching ground, Sam then turned to look at Will with raised eyebrows in a mock question as the cables quickly retracted back into the bands. Will only rolled his eyes before shoving the data pads he was holding into Sam's chest where the other was forced to grab them before they fell. "Your homework," Will said pointedly at Sam's slight frown.

"I thought we already agreed on the shipment plan for the next month?" Sam asked hesitantly while taking one data pad and placing slight pressure on the edge where the object lit to life, expanded, and presented a bluish hued screen that scrolled at the slightest touch of Sam's finger. "Well this isn't about the shipment plan," Will explained as Sam continued to scroll, quickly reading through the context, before stopping at the daily news that had most likely come out just that morning.

Sam raised his brow. "You yelled at me to stop working on a customer just to make me read the news?" he asked irritability. Will, slightly taller than Sam with calloused hands that could kill, merely shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand for Sam to read the article, somehow managing to make the whole movement appear elegant.

Frowning, Sam quickly skimmed through the article again. As expected, it relayed the most recent news on a group of a resistance group that had recently splintered from the growing Decepticon party. There were rumors of an all out declaration of war as already a few skirmishes had resulted in the death of two front-line parabatai. The group had slowly been growing in support and it was now that the council deemed them as a threat.

"What does this have to do with anything?" Sam asked bitterly as Will sighed in frustration. "You know what it means," he spoke in an exasperated tone with a pointed glare aimed directly at Sam which caused the other to flinch. "There's no doubt now, were going to war." Sam shook his head. "No, it's just some media attention, it'll die down sooner or later."

"Sam, you don't know that," Will continued but Sam had stopped listening, the latter once again flicking out the cables which grappled onto Barricade's shoulder, the bot not flinching as he was long used to this, before retracting the said cables back sending Sam propelling into the air. "I have better things to do than gossip on the job!" he shouted back at Will before landing on Barricade's shoulder and pulling out his wrench to finish his work.

But for the rest of his shift, the idea haunted him. He was no fool and adverse as he was, war was becoming an undeniable reflex of the brewing hatred that stewed even in Sam's own mind. War was inevitable, and everyone on Cybertron knew it.

Cybertron, home to humans and bots alike both created in a symbiotic relationship by the Allspark in a perfect collision of raw power and familial bonds. Or at least that's what all members of society have been taught, installed at an early age that their world was perfect, measured by the success of their structures that could, quite literally, scrape the atmosphere.

The bots provided the power and intellect that raised their home planet from the roots up while humans provided the energy and means to create, and thus mutual survival between the two have led to the coexistence that Cybertron was built off of. Perhaps it was the Allspark's design, to create massive, towering robots that inhabited the whole planet, and then humans that were naturally born with excessive amounts of radiating energy used to provide valuable life source to bots that depended on it. But regardless of reason, it was a relationship that all have come to understand as a key part of survival for the bots could not live excessively without the energy provided by humans and humans, in their fragile bodies of skin and bone, needed the efficacy of the Allspark's creations powered by bots to continue civilization.

All bots and humans alike are born through the Allspark's powers, metallic bodies given to the protectors and life energy given to the foundation of Cybertron. As such, each bot was connected through some invisible thread of the soul to a human and vice-versa. Known as parabatais, such bonded are closely connected, tied together, and inseparable. Exchanging protection for sustaining force, it had become more than just a friendship of benefits, but also a soul binding connection that to break was a sin.

Such was the delicate balance between robots and humans that existed on Cybertron, and such was the fate of one to destroy the other.

AN- I decided to take a break from my other story, and I couldn't get this idea out of my head. The idea is based off of The Golden Compass and the Mortal Instruments series where everyone is connected to some other person or creature. Basically, humans exist on Cybertron far before Earth and they are all mutually bonded with a "brother in arms". I'll try to explain it further later on, but I'm still working out the kinks. I will try to do a few chapters of this story, but I'll most likely try to finish my other stories first before I really begin on this one. Thanks for reading and all comments are appreciated!