Hmm…mixed feelings about this chapter. Seriously, the first chapter came out of nowhere, but now that I look at it, it's like it'll make poor Mikaela's situation worse. Now, I hope you liked this, because that would be great.

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Vorn: 83 years
Mega-cycle: 1 week


2 – Awake – 2

I didn't know how long I had been unaware, but when someone softly called my name, I slowly became aware of my surroundings. I could feel the ground under me, and I could feel the heat of the sun over me. Though…the ground under me didn't feel like the concrete of the sidewalk I had crashed into. It felt rough and uneven, like I was laying on rocks, or the uneven floor of a cave…

"Awaken, young one. It is time for you to return to the land of the living."

At the sound of the deep voice, I opened my eyes. At the sight of the cave-like floor, I slowly drew my knees under me and forced myself up into a sitting position. I looked down at the ground in shock. I was sure I felt sunlight on my back… I looked up and gasped at the sight of what seemed to be walls made of rock, and several glowing balls of different colours hanging from those walls. What was this place…? What were those balls…? I looked down, but when caught sight of myself out of the corner of my eye, I screamed loudly.

I was transparent, and there was one of those glowing balls half submerged in my chest! I could look straight through myself, and the turquoise ball of light took up most of my chest. W-what happened to me?

"I have repaired your body, my daughter. What you see is your soul—your spark. It has taken on your old human form in order to provide you with some familiarity."

I looked up towards where I thought the voice was coming from, but I saw nothing. I slowly got to my feet and looked around, taking everything in. Where was this place? What was this place? What were those balls?

"Those are sparks as well. The one by your feet seems to like you."

I looked down by my feet and saw a yellow ball…uh…spark. It nuzzled up to my foot and hummed. That had to be one of the freakiest things that had happened so far. Why did it like me? What did it see in me? I bent down and picked up the ball, which hummed louder in which I could only guess was happiness. But as I looked at it, I was shocked when I was mentally accosted by an image of a yellow robot-baby…thing with huge blue eyes. Silently, I heard a name. Bumblebee…

"The spark has introduced itself to you. Someday, a frame will form around his spark and he'll become and infant, or in the Cybertronian culture and language—a sparkling. His name is Bumblebee."

My eyes were wide as I looked at the spark in my hands. Cautiously, I made sure he was resting in my hands and that my fingers wouldn't dig into him. For some reason, a maternal instinct washed over me, and I just wanted to hug the spark. But I didn't know if that would be detrimental to the spark's health, so I didn't hug him.

"He wishes that you'd become his carrier, even though it is not the time for him to leave this cavern. He will not be able to leave for several vorns. He will be lonely in here, so maybe…"

"What is a…'carrier'?" I asked, not looking up from Bumblebee's spark.

There was a small silence. "A carrier is a femme-creator, a mother," the voice supplied.

I stared at the spark in wonder. To have something look up at me like that made my heart flutter in some kind of joy. To have something walk up to me and say "mommy?" would make me positively melt. If I said yes to this, even though I was still confused as to what had happened to me, it would be like some sort of adoption. I always wanted to adopt. I had a lot of questions, like: what did the voice do my body? Was it 'repaired'? What would happen to me if I became this spark's mother?

"You are a rather young femme. You have absolutely nothing to fear. Becoming his carrier would create a special link between the two of you which would allow you to feel his emotions and allow you to speak with him, and vice versa even if you're not standing next to him."

The blue ball in my chest…the spark…hummed painfully and reached for the yellow spark in my hands. My mind whirled painfully. I was just being thrown into this! Did the voice even care? Yes, he fixed my body after it was damaged by a gunshot from a humungous transforming robot, but now he wanted me to bond with this 'sparkling' because it was lonely. How was this thing even self-aware yet? For about half a minute, I wanted to tip over backwards, crack my head against the uneven ground and knock myself unconscious. But I doubted I could even do that, since the voice basically said I was wandering around as a ghost!

I felt like was on the edge of a full-blown panic attack.

"It is basically only the title of carrier that you obtain when you choose to become a carrier. All sparklings come from the Well of AllSparks, which is this cavern. You become his carrier; you become one of the possible two guardians he can have." There was a sigh. "Please make your decision. It is time to return you to your body."

The voice managed to stall the incoming panic attack. The voice almost sounded…I don't know…impatient? Well, I was stalling…

Before I could even try to think of a way to get around this, tendrils of light stretched out from the center of my spark and reached for Bumblebee's spark. I watched with wide eyes as tendrils of light stretched from the yellow spark as well and mingled with mine. They wrapped around each other until they merged into a long white cord that looked like it was tethered to both of our sparks. I watched with fascination as it disappeared from view. "What…was…that?" I managed to wheeze out, reaching and touching the area where the cord had been. I felt nothing…

"You are now Bumblebee's carrier. The sparks within the Well of AllSparks became aware for this short time when you came here. They have enjoyed your company."

I smiled when I felt the feeling of fondness from, I could only guess, Bumblebee as I hummed in agreement as to what the voice had just said. I could feel him. It made me happy, and I managed to show that happiness to the spark by sending it down the bond that I now had with the spark. This was so weird…but wonderful as well. I was sort of like a mother, but I was also a guardian. I think I was more of a mother than a guardian.

After I had finished thinking about what I was to the spark now, it slowly flew (or more like hovered) from my hands and attached itself to the wall under a cluster of sparks. For a second, I felt a twinge of sadness that he had left me to go back to waiting in sleep for the time he would leave 'the Well of AllSparks', but then I thought about my body. That's what I had been waiting for the whole time. My body. It had been repaired. I could go back to it now.

I smiled one last time that the yellow spark before I got to my feet and looked up, not really having any other ideas as to where I should look. What next?

"It is time for you to return to your body, young one. Come, it is right in front of you."

I blinked in surprise when the form of something definantly five times larger than myself appeared in front of me. It was lying down, unmoving, and by the light shining down from the sparks, its eyes were closed.

"Who's this…? That's…definantly not me…" I said.

"On the contrary. It is you."

I was horrified. That was…me? Suddenly, I felt like I wanted to cry, scream, and destroy something all at once. This wasn't fair! This was what the voice called 'repairing my body', but I called it 'changing it'! "What the heck did you do to me?!" I screamed.

"If you went onto the surface of Cybertron as a human, you'd be terribly out of place. I had to change you so that you would fit in." there was a small pause. "The beings that call Cybertron home are not human. Your people would call them robots, machines."

I stood there, going over this. I should have been freaking out about the coolness of all of this. I had been a huge si-fi junkie before this happened (thanks to my mother allowing me to watch Stargate SG-1 when I was a kid), so the thought of turning into a robot was cool. There was no turning back; it had gone all too far. I couldn't go back to Earth now. There was no way I would have been able to.

"Touch your body and you'll return to the land of the living."

A shiver escaped me as I glanced up before I looked down at 'my' body again. I walked slowly towards it and reached my hand out to it. My fingertips lightly touched it, and for a second, I thought about how I could see through my and at the metal that covered my body now. But in a flash, I found myself lying down, and unable to see anything.

Drowsiness overcame me, and I felt myself begin to fall asleep…

"My daughter, when you awake, I will not be here. You are now a full grown femme."

"What…is your name?" I asked sleepily.

"My name is Primus."

That was the last thing I heard before I sunk into the oblivion known as sleep.


What seemed like an eternity later, I woke up.

It was funny to say the least. It was like how I woke up when I was a human. I expected it to be different. Though, I seemed to be looking at some kind of screen… Something inside me called it a "HUD screen". What did "HUD" stand for? And what was all this information I saw on it? I focused on the letters, finding them alien, but what was weird was…I could understand what the letters meant, as if it was just plain English! This was fascinating. Maybe being a…er…Cybertronian…was it?...wasn't going to be so bad.

Let's see…can I move anything? I wondered. I started with my hands. I slowly wiggled all five fingers on both my left and right hands. I then tried my feet, which felt big and bulky, but I could lift those too. Soon, I figured out that I could sit up and get to my feet. Cool, I could control this body just like I could control my human body.

Once on my feet, I looked around before something inside me told me that I had to climb up out of this place. That seemed reasonable, since, when I looked up, there was a long tunnel that seemed to lead up to the surface, and at the end, what could only be a hatch of some sort, was open and letting light flood down into the Well of AllSparks.

I walked over to the closest wall, and began to climb. Back when I was human, I had tried to rock-climb a couple times, but epically failed because of my fear of heights. The last time I had done it, I had only gotten up three feet before I couldn't figure out how to go any higher, and then I looked down and got scared. Yeah…I was really scared of heights.

As I continued to climb, I forced myself not to look down. If I looked down, my legs would lock up and I wouldn't be able to go any higher. I briefly wondered about the voice, "Primus", as I got nearer and nearer to the opening up top. I have to distract myself, I realized as the urge to look down got stronger and stronger that higher I climbed. So I thought about my mother and father, and wondered what would happen when they found that I was no longer on Earth. They would probably cry and throw a memorial service as soon as my brother got home from the boarding school he was attending in Chicago.

I thought about all the interests I had, and smiled when I remembered Doctor Who, and Star Trek. I had been interested in more, but I couldn't quite remember. My mind was on too many things, like trying to get out of the Well of AllSparks, getting distracted by my "HUD screen" (and how I knew it was that in the first place), and the fact that I desperately wanted to look down by instinct. I was just not letting myself.

Before I knew it, I had reached the top, my arms and legs aching profusely. I was glad I didn't have to do it again (while I wondered if I'd have to) as I shakily heaved myself out of the entrance and laid down beside it, too exhausted to get to my feet right away. Goodness, did sparklings have to climb out of that? How did they do it?

I laid there, taking deep breaths in order to cool my body down, which was so hot that it hurt, as my ears picked up the sound of approaching footsteps. Slowly, so that I could conserve energy, I let myself reach down and touch the ground. My dainty metal hands brushed over the ground without making a sound. The ground felt like it was made of metal.

The footsteps grew louder until they stopped beside me. Attentively, I opened my eyes and looked up. They widened when I took in the sight of a tall red robot with chrome trim, and a robot that had metal on him that was such a dark blue that it was almost black (I also noted the almost glowing silver runes running down the innermost edge of both of his shoulderplates). As I looked them over, something in my mind corrected me. They were mechs, not robots, like I was a femme. So did that mean that I was a girl robot and they were boy robots? It seemed like it.

Slowly, I got to my pedes and stood before them. By looking at the both of them, they looked extremely important, so I got down on one knee and bowed my head. And I waited for acknowledgement.

"Young femme, you may rise," a voice full of authority commanded.

Hesitantly, I nodded my head before I got to my feet. I straightened and looked up at them cautiously. They towered over me, making me feet so small. I didn't dare to say anything, just in case I said something wrong.

"What is your designation, young femme?" the red mech asked.

I looked up at him, not sure what to call myself. But then I heard it, like a whisper: Wavelength. "M-my designation is…Wavelength, sir," I replied shakily.

"A fitting name for a triple-changer," the other mech said, his voice full of wisdom.

I looked at him with wide eyes. "T-triple-changer?" I stuttered.

"You do not know what you are?" the red mech asked, incredulous. I shook my head. He narrowed his eyes. "Why?"

The dark blue mech gently touched the red mech's shoulder. "Because she climbed out of the Well of AllSparks, Sentinel. The Covenant of Primus foretold her coming," he said placidly.

'Sentinel' shot the dark blue mech a glare, but said nothing, leaving the dark blue mech to explain to me what a triple-changer was. "A triple-changer is a type of Cybertronian that is gifted with both a land-mode and an air-mode. You can drive and fly." I glanced over my shoulder and saw that two large wings were sticking out of where my shoulder-blades would have been. Along the top of each wing was a thick, turquoise blue line that seemed to glow. I looked down at my feet and saw that there was a thick glowing turquoise band that ran around the top of each large metal boot I was wearing, acting like a cuff, much like the glowing turquoise cuffs on my wrists. Mounted on the back of each boot was a wheel.

"What else does the Covenant foretell, Alpha Trion?" Sentinel asked hotly.

"That she will join a caste after she has had time to choose. She's not drastically important for anything, though I have a feeling that she will contribute to something during the rising darkness I cannot quite see," 'Alpha Trion' replied.

"How will her decision come to be?" Sentinel inquired.

"She will experience a few mega-cycles in both the Medical Caste and the Data Caste."


Yes, I'm bending the rules here slightly. Well, it does say on the tfwiki, that once a Cybertronian learns how to transform, they are (I think) allowed to choose a caste. Though, I might be wrong… And yes, in my story A Cloak and Dagger there's a femme named Wavelength as well, but she is not the same femme. This was the story I was going to originally use the name in.