Present day

GrimLock paced back and forth in front of the cell he was guarding. Inside the cell three seekers murmured and chatted softly to each other, discussing plans and plans to plans and plans to plans to plans amongst each other. None of them jumped when GrimLock slammed his palm into the stone wall encasing them all in the base. The crash echoing loudly through the brig as they turned to look at him blankly.

"What have you done to Skylar?!" He demanded. The three mimicked looks of confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"We just got word from an inside source that YOUR sigil was on her arm and shoulder blades." The shocked look that passed between the three of them had him snarling, his plating flaring off his body in rage as Stormfront stood.

"We need to talk to your prime and your medic now." His wings raised protectively behind him, orange optics sharp and demanding even while GrimLock snarled violently at him.

"Whatever you have to say can be said to me." The other two were up in a flash. The three hissing and snarling back at him.

"Skylar is a reincarnation and if we don't get to her FAST she'll grow up without having proper creators and memories of her previous life as a human. Now take! Us! To! Your! Leader!"