So many years had passed since the Autobots had become known. The humans had changed. Grown. Adapted. They grew to the point where they reached about Jazz's height. They adopted Cybertronian technology, becoming more like cyborgs. Some had an optic, some had metal limbs. Many, if not all, had a spark of their own from Autobots falling in love with a human and having children. Due to this, they could live anywhere from 100,000 to 120,000 years, though many only would live to 90,000 or so. Humans had left Earth, and moved to Cybertron once it was built again. Each of the Autobots that had first gone to Earth had yet to marry or bond to a femme, human or Autobot. Only one was missing. Optimus Prime.

Not long after the humans had gone to Cybertron, Optimus Prime had made it so the Decepticons could either stay and become Autobots, or leave and remain Decepticons, never to return. Optimus went missing around the time the last shuttle blasted off. Some said that Optimus left Cybertron with the Decepticons. Others say the Decepticons killed him then took off. No one knew for sure. Any attempts to find him had ceased. The case closed. No one found his body or any other clue, so they stopped looking for him. Or, almost everyone. One girl had yet to stop.

This girl, by the name of Taylor, was extremely interested in finding out what really happened. She had auburn hair, cut short under the ear. She had one optic and one eye, though she liked to call them both just plain eyes. Her optic was blue, and her eye was hazel. She was tall, meaning she reached about the top of Optimus' grill, at least from what she read. Her skin was rather pale. Her left arm was metal, as was her right leg. She did have a spark. Her face was thin, but had a kinder look to it. Her eyes and mouth fit with the rest of her face. She wasn't the prettiest of girls, but she certainly wasn't ugly. She was quite thin. She often spared with a friend, just to let him have fun. She was starting to get into being active, but it still hadn't given her much more strength.

A new leader ruled over Cybertron. He wasn't in any way a good leader. He barely knew how to lead. Due to this, it had become a habit for when someone was in trouble, to call out Optimus. There wasn't a real reason to it.

Taylor hurried down the street. She had somewhere to be, and was running late. She tripped, falling with her arms spread out. She groaned as she stood, only to be pushed into a wall. She yelped. "Look at the girlie," a guy hissed. She let out a forced breath as he pushed on her chest. She winced as he pushed harder.

"Optimus," she weezed. She was shocked, he was as well, when a blue servo was suddenly holding him up off the ground.

"Leave her alone. I'll let go of you, and you have three seconds to get out of my sight," the mech threatened. The boy then nodded before scrambling away the second his feet hit the bround.

Taylor looked over her saviour. She could clearly see bright blue optics. The mech was quite tall. He was covered in a cloak that was dark gray. The servo had been connected to either red or brown armour. He stepped away from her. "Watch yourself. Not everyone will respond to the past leader's name." With that he disappeared into the shadows. She watched after him, even though she couldn't see him any more.

"Man," she mumbled under her breath as she took off running. She stopped at one of the local stores to get her two friend's favorite types of Energon, before running to where she was supposed to be.

She took a deep breath, one of her friends would jump down her throat already for being late, so she didn't need him yelling for her not pausing to breathe too. Timidly raising her hand, she knocked and listened as someone came to the door. She smiled up at her friend. "So ya finally choose to show up? Nice to see ya Squirt. Come on in," he joked as he stepped aside for Taylor to enter.

"Nice ta see ya 'Hide. Where's Ratch?" Taylor asked as she put the cubes on the table. She visited them enough to know how they did things.

"He'll be back in a bit. You were taking too long, and he had things to do," Ironhide replied as he sat down. She nodded as she moved over to the fridge they had put in to cool Energon and to store food and drinks for her. Yes, humans could now drink Energon, it provided a lot more energy meaning they could only have low grade, but most chose to have normal human food too.

"Do you know why people gave up searching for Optimus Prime?" She knew that both Ironhide and Ratchet had been questioned, and asked for comments since they were his closest friends. Neither had given very much information on what had happened to Optimus.

"Didn't have much info leading to where he went. Did you find anything?" Ironhide asked.

"I'll tell you when Ratchet gets here," Taylor responded. The door opened then she heard voices. Ironhide spilled his Energon on the ground. He grumbled standing and leaving the room. There was speaking, before the sound of a door closing. Ratchet and Ironhide then appeared around the corner. "What was that about? I thought I heard three voices." Ratchet and Ironhide exchanged a look.

"It was just the two of us," Ratchet responded. He shoved the rag he was holding at Ironhide who grumbled but kneeled down and wiped up the Energon. "What took you so long?"

"I just got attacked. Someone stopped and helped me," Taylor replied. She wiped up the Energon on the table. Ratchet took her hand and turned her to make them face each other. He scanned her quickly before nodding. Ironhide stood and took a seat across from Ratchet. Taylor took a seat between them.

"What'd they look like?" Ironhide asked.

"Blue optics, and servos. He was wearing a cloak, so I couldn't see his armour. It was red or brown though," she answered. Ironhide played with the rag while Ratchet reached for his cube of Energon. "I think Optimus is still around on Cybertron," she stated. She jumped when Ratchet began choking on his Energon. Ironhide looked at him before reaching around her and patting the former medic on the back. Ratchet waved him away. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Just caught me by suprise. What makes you think Optimus is still around?"

"What if that WAS Optimus, Ratchet? What if Optimus is just hiding in the population of Autobots? I don't think the 'Cons had anything to do with it. I think Optimus hid as the shuttle was blasting off. Think about it. It'd be the best distraction ever," Taylor replied. Ratchet nodded slowly as what she said sounded so familiar. She watched them for any other sign of agreement. What she didn't see, was blue optics watching her through the slightly open door. Or, when the door was pushed closed by a blue servo.