Here's the prologue of my new story - hope you like it and express an interest in it! Transformers doesn't belong to me, it belongs to its respective owners. Enjoy!

Prologue

The first round of alarms surprised them. The second round of alarms worried them. The third round of alarms - okay, Delta Prime mused as she violently tugged on the controls, perhaps they should have jumped into action at the sign of ANY alarm. The Artemis veered wildly to its starboard side, throwing its crew up into the air.

"Hold on everyone!" Delta shouted.
"Easy for you to say - you were the one monitoring the radar!"
Delta snapped her red and pink helm around to face the pink and black femme, "Don't forget Arcee, that I was only forced to do that because you decided to gallivant off somewhere again!"
Arcee's cerulean optics narrowed, before she let out a yelp as the ship jerked again.

"How did we not notice a slaggin' DECEPTICON WARSHIP?!" Chromia, the dark blue femme, bit out as she held onto a desk for dear life.

The others yelped yet again as the ship vaguely righted itself.
Delta rolled her optics in frustration, "Oh, give me a break! Elita - status report!"

Said yellow and purple femme nodded sharply before turning and cautiously making her way over to the nearest computer console to type in some quick commands; her optics widened as she made her discovery, "We're heading into the vicinity of an inhabited planet!"

"Slag! Delta, we need to get to the stasis pods, stat!" the team's medic, Red Alert, barked over the noise of their rapidly disintegrating ship.

Delta briefly contemplated this before finally giving the order. Red Alert immediately obeyed, but the others were somewhat reluctant.
"I said go!" Delta growled as she purposely made the ship jerk sideways, effectively making her crew physically tumble towards the stasis pods. The team soon got the message, and scanned a stasis pod each and entered through the translucent doors.

However, Moonracer - the green and white femme - turned towards her leader, "What about you, Delta?" she called.
Delta turned around to sincerely look the youngest member of their team in the optics - optics so big and blue and innocent despite all that they had been through; she was still just a child, "I'll be fine, Moon - go join the others. I'll just steer us away from any populated areas before I get into my own pod," the younger merely wavered slightly, "I promise, Moonracer - now go!"
Moonracer nodded vigorously and immediately went to her pod.

Delta mentally sighed, before diving to the computer console and typing in a few brief commands. She the proceeded to give the controls one last sharp turn, and sprinted towards her own empty pod; she scanned and entered it, before letting the well-deserved realm of unconsciousness claim her.

Thanks for reading and please review! I'll try to update soon!