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Pandimala: Well, this is going to be interesting.
Chaom: What is dear?
Pandimala: Well, it seems the Authoress is trying to do something immensely silly.
Chaom: What is that?
Pandimala: She was challenged by Hindsight to dress up like a clown today and stay like that for this whole chapter.
*in the distance*
Hindsight: You look so fragging ridiculous Authoress! *falls to floor laughing*
Authoress: *dressed as clown* Shut up.
Ch. 1: Messages
The cool night air did little to calm Pandimala's stress as it gently massaged her wings. The past seven solar cycles had been extremely stressful for Pandimala. From their first fight with the 'Cons on Earth to the meeting she had a few cycles ago with Ultra Magnus.
Flashback:
Pandimala was surprised when Ultra Magnus had asked for a private meeting. He usually would ask for a teleport to the Dragon Scouter base and discuss whatever he had to with herself plus whoever was there. But, she decided not to argue about it and had Chaom teleport her directly to the control room on the Elite Guard ship. Once the teleport was over, she glanced around and saw that Ultra Magnus was standing there.
"Hey Ultra Magnus. Why did this have to be a private meeting?" Pandimala asked.
Ultra Magnus walked up to her before saying, "The council and I are leaving tomorrow to return to Cybertron."
"I'm sorry you have to go but why did you have to tell me this in private?" Pandimala questioned, confusion laced into her question.
Ultra Magnus sighed before saying, "Well, to help smooth out the rough edges of our alliance, I figured that it would be wise to have a group of four Scouters come back with us."
"Oh, I see. Now I am glad that you called for this meeting to be private." Pandimala stated.
"Who would you send Pandimala?"
Pandimala shook her helm and answered, "I don't know Ultra Magnus. That's a really big decision and I don't want to make the wrong one."
Ultra Magnus nodded and said, "I understand. But please get an answer to me by tomorrow at mid solar cycle."
Pandimala nodded and walked off the ship. As soon as she was a ways away, she transformed before telling Chaom that she was going for a quick flight to think.
End of Flashback.
And that was how she found herself in her current predicament. She had to pick four bots to send back to Cybertron with the Autobots. She knew that a couple of them would want to stay here on earth, like Balm and Zarron. Balm would want to stay to spend more time with Ratchet and Zarron was going to ask Bumblebee if he would like to be trained to be a scout. Pandimala didn't want to ruin that for them and since they would be staying, that meant that Stormfire and Beam would as well.
But, besides Chaom and herself, every other bot would want to go back to Cybertron and get away from Sentinel. Now don't get that wrong, Pandimala would love to go back to Cybertron as much as the next bot. But, she knew that she had to stay behind to break up any fights. But, she still had a multitude of other bots to choose from.
Pandimala pulled a barrel roll as she allowed the choices to flow through her processor. Once she leveled herself out, she realized that the only logical choice for bots would be either Team Galaxy or all of the Guardians except for the twins, because they had bondmates not in the Guardians. Team Galaxy would be able to handle stressful situations but the Guardians would be able to have more sympathy from the Autobot populace due to their popularity. How would she decide?
She decided to give her systems a wakeup call so she veered toward Lake Erie before going into a nose dive and flying into the water. She felt relieved when she felt the water wash away all of the dirt that was on her wings. She then kicked on her thrusters and shot out of the lake, cool air drying her chassis and leaving a nice calm feeling.
As she flew into the moon's light, she made her decision. She would send Hinge, Chem, Blackbit, and Tana to Cybertron. Their popularity would help smooth out the alliance and make the Autobots more accepting of them. Plus, they still owned their headquarters so they wouldn't have to depend on the Autobots for boarding. So, she got on her comm. link and said, "Hey; is anybot there?"
"Hey dear. You need a teleport?"
"Yeah, how did I know that you would be the one there?" Pandimala responded.
Chaom laughed and said, "Well, your brother and Betaxia are here with me annoying the scrap out of me."
"We are the ones on monitor duty so we are supposed to be here." Pandimala heard Betaxia say to Chaom.
She let out a laugh and said, "Well, you get me back there and I can take him off your servos."
"You got it sis." Anarcum stated.
Pandimala soon felt the tingling feeling that came with teleporting so she quickly transformed into her bi-pedal mode before the scene in front of her optics changed. Soon, she saw Chaom smiling at her as she walked off of the teleport pad. She gave him a quick hug before he said, "So, what was that meeting with Ultra Magnus about?"
Pandimala sighed before saying, "He requested that four of us Scouters return to Cybertron with him and the council tomorrow. He asked me to have the four bots ready by tomorrow when they leave."
"Now I know why you needed that time to think." Chaom stated in understanding.
"Do you know who you are going to ask?" Anarcum questioned.
Pandimala nodded and said, "I went through all of the variables and I think we should send Tana, Blackbit, Hinge, and Chem."
Betaxia raised an optic ridge at that and asked, "Why those four?"
Pandimala realized that Betaxia and Anarcum didn't know the standing that those four used to have so she said, "The four of them, along with the mech twins, make up a group called the Guardians. When they were all still Autobots, they were highly respected in almost all levels of society. I believe that, using that respect, we can smooth out this alliance."
Anarcum and Betaxia nodded in understanding before Chaom got on the comm. system before saying, "Will Tana, Blackbit, Chem, and hinge please come to the teleport room."
A few clicks later, the four guardians walked into the room. Pandimala couldn't hold back a chuckle when she saw all of the dents that covered Hinge's and Chem's chassis.
"We were just doing some team training when you called." Tana stated to Pandimala's unspoken question.
Hinge then asked, "Why did you need to see us 'Mala?"
"Ultra Magnus requested that I pick four bots to go back to Cybertron with himself and the council to smooth out the alliance and, after much deliberating, I have decided to ask you four. Will you go back to Cybertron with the Autobots?"
The four Guardians nodded and Blackbit said, "Yeah, we will go back. It'll be nice to see Slapjack and Radar again."
Pandimala nodded and said, "Ok, I'll contact Ultra Magnus tomorrow. Go on and gather your things. Then get a good recharge."
The four Guardians then left and Pandimala sat down in an open chair.
"You look exhausted." Anarcum stated.
"Pandimala let out a small smile and said, "Well, I have been more stressed in the past few solar cycles then I have been in a long time."
A peaceful quiet then settled over them all before Chaom turned to Betaxia and Anarcum before asking, "So, how have you two been adjusting?"
Betaxia glanced at Anarcum before saying, "Well, it is nice not to hear yelling from Megatron ever night before recharge."
Pandimala tilted her helm to the side slightly before asking, "Did you two get yelled at?"
Anarcum shook his helm and said, "Nah, most of the time it was Starscream who got yelled at. And if it wasn't Screamer, it was Blitzwing because of his personalities. They could really be annoying at times."
Pandimala grew a thoughtful look at that statement before her systems registered that she needed to recharge. So, she stood up and motioned to Anarcum and Betaxia before asking, "Would you two mind taking over monitor duty? My systems are saying that I need some recharge."
Betaxia smiled and nodded before saying, "Sure 'Mala, Anarcum and I can handle it."
Pandimala nodded in thanks before heading to her room with Chaom. Once they arrived, Pandimala got onto the berth next to Chaom before allowing her thoughts to wonder. The statement that Betaxia made about Starscream was bothering her. From the memories she had of him and Megatron, she couldn't find a single hint of hatred between the two. Now it seemed like they were fighting all the time. What had happened to those two since the last time she saw them?
Pandimala wanted to think more on the subject but her systems were starting to shut down and she was soon in recharge.
When he returned to the Decepticon ship, Megatron called a meeting with all of the Decepticons on the ship. When they were all gathered, Megatron said, "My fellow Decepticons, during our previous skirmish with the Autobots, we discovered that there were more Autobots here than we knew about. Not only that, we learned that they bring serous power to the Autobot side. But, there has been something bothering me about that encounter."
"What could that be, oh glorious leader?" Lugnut asked.
Megatron held in a sigh at the praise before saying, "The Autobots that we did not count on were different. They all had lime green optics and I couldn't see any trace of the Autobots symbol on their chassis, only that dragon symbol."
Blitzwing nodded and added, "Jes, and zhey also seem to fight more like us Decepticons zhen zhe Autobots."
Megatron nodded and said, "Yes, that is true and that is why I want to find out as much information as possible about them. Soundwave here will send in one of his symbiotes to hack their systems and the other Autobots ones to find any mention of this group of bots. The rest of us will make it our goal right now to capture the yellow green medic femme we did before."
"Why do we need the medic femme?" Starscream asked.
"Well, she was the easiest to capture last time and I believe that she will be the one to most easily talk to us. Plus, most medics are usually willing to not throw a punch when they are unchained to receive their ration of energon."
Razor nodded and said, "Yes, and I will be the first to admit that if I, as a medic, was captured by the enemy, as long as they treated me hospitably, that I would not attack them if they unchained me to give me energon."
Malice also nodded and said, "Plus, if we play our cards right, we could end up bringing the fragging war to an end."
All of the Decepticons, including Megatron, nodded in agreement at that statement. They only started this war to fight the council. Megatron had been enraged when the homes of femmes not in the war and sparklings were targeted by an unknown attacker. He was even more enraged when the council had blamed him and his Decepticons for it. Now, he knew that a small number of his normal ranking troops were like that, but he did not order those buildings to be destroyed.
"Yes, so we need a plan." Megatron stated.
"Lord Megatron," Shockwave started, "I believe that we should figure out if she is a part of a patrol group."
Megatron mulled over this idea for a click before saying, "Yes I agree." He then paused before saying, "I want Pandemonium and Starscream to leave right before the human time called midnight and I want you to observe their patrol patterns. I want to know when they switch patrol, how many bots are on each patrol, and especially what bots are on the patrol with the yellow green femme and when she is on patrol."
Pandemonium and Starscream nodded and the other Decepticons left the room, leaving Megatron to mull over the thoughts that were plaguing his processor. How much longer was he going to continue fighting this almost pointless war?
Every now and then, bots that supported his Decepticons would send him messages, asking when all the fighting would end. Normally, he would send a general response out saying that victory was growing ever closer. But, his latest message had been written by a just-turned youngling. The youngling had drawn him a picture of, what Megatron assumed was, his family. There was no message associated with the picture but the femme, who Megatron assumed was the carrier, had a Decepticon insignia and the mech, whom he assumed was the sire, had an Autobot one. The youngling in the middle, who he assumed was the sender, was frowning and a symbol was above his helm that was half Autobot and half Decepticon with a question mark in the middle.
It was with that picture that he realized that this war was separating families apart. Both the Autobot council and himself were forcing this horrible thing to happen to many families and it had to stop. But, he knew that he had to keep fighting until he could live without the rule of the council hanging over him.
With those thoughts still churning in his processor, Megatron decided to check in for the night and headed into his berthroom. He knew that the upcoming solar cycles were going to be very crucial and he had to be prepared.
Tana: Nice clown outfit Authoress.
Blackbit: Yeah, it really brings out the best in you.
Authoress: *growls*
Stormfire: Oh don't be that way Authoress. You got yourself into this.
Authoress: *walks away*
AN: So here it is! I wanted to get the Guardian back story in first because the Guardians are going to have some interactions with many of the bots mentioned in their stories. I hope this turned out good. If you have any suggestions or feedback please review. But please no flames. If you must flame then P.M. me please.