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The City of Iacon

Before the war Iacon was the jewel of Cybertron and it's capital city, a wide expanse of culture, architecture and art, that had been being built up since the beginnings of Cybertronian culture all those eons ago.

The skyscrapers of the city had risen like pillars to the sky, and the streets had been bustling full of Cybertronians of all shapes and sizes, including visitors from mother planets, and dignitaries ambassadors and the ever occasional tourist.

But once the Great War went underway, that all changed, vistors to Cybertron found the planet in a state of constant war, the Decepticons had been assaulting the city for years constant attacks were pulled from either cannons, bombing raids or straight up assault, for Iacon the end result was the same, destruction of builds and deaths of countless Cybertronians.

As Jazz's ship flew over the southern side of the city he looked down and he felt his spark sink, Iacon had been his home before the war and he had seen it fall into the ruin that it had become and it tore at his spark to see it like this.

However he barely had time to think about that, he flew his ship low over the city to the Anti Aircraft weaponry wouldn't fire at him and blow him out of the sky. He soared in toward the City's center, also known as Autobot Headquarters now, a large structure had been built at Ground level with many Underground systems and above that, a large base area and a hangar bay for ships, the Hanger being the biggest thing about the HQ, Jazz looked down to see Sentries and auto turrets activated in case of enemy attack, as he swooped in low they looked up toward him, as Jazz flew past the communications center, he waved at it, and Blaster, who had been monitoring the ship coming in looked back and returned the greeting as jaz decreased the throttle and he could hear the engines whine beginning to diminish.

As he came down to the landing bay he extended the landing gears for the ship, and began to settle into a hovering position, and then gently landed his ship onto the air mat. As he did he saw a few Autobots walk or run over to it, some with guns at the ready, as he opened the door behind him,and extended the stairway and walked out,a s he reached the bottom he saw that most of the bots who had come out had their weapons trained on him.

"Well this is nice." he quipped as the guards and other bots, realizing their mistake, put their weapons away. "It's always good to make a bot feel at home after a long day away." he said with a lugh as he came down the stairway and walked into the small crowd.

"Apologize sir, but Optimus prime said that-"

Jazz raised a servo in his direction and said, "It's cool man, I don't need an explanation, just as long as ya don't shoot me I'll be alright."

A few of the assembled Autobots began laughing and Jazz blinked as he looked around. "Hey now I thought I said I had something urgent, I would've thought that the message would've come through to high command, and Ultra Magnus would come and drag me off for a meeting or something like that." A White and Black Fem, with blue optics and sort of a small skirt due to her alt mod parts came forward, a chevron adorned her head as it did with more than a few Autobots that jazz knew, and he knew her well enough Angel was part of Prowl's crew of Cyber Ninja's bots who rarely used guns but were deadly on the battlefield.

"I'm sorry Commander Jazz, Optimus Prime has received your message however at this time, Master prowl has requested that he not be disturbed from his meditation, so if it's alright you will have to wait a bit before addressing Prime with this matter."

Jazz gave a frown as he looked at the Femme, she idolized prowl and almost everything that he did and stood for, and a chuckle escaped his lips and then a grin, the other Autobots blinked and some sighed and a few let out chuckles and Angel herself crossed her arms and scowled at him.

"Commander, do not even think about interrupting Master Prowl, right now he needs to meditate and try to clear his head, he's had a lot on his mind and-"

"Um Angel."

"What?"

"Commander jazz just took off in the direction of prowl's quarters." The sentry said and pointed to where Jazz could be seen at full speed gliding on his wheel feet toward it. "I wouldn't recommend trying to pursue him either."

Angel sighed and pinched the bridge of her helm. "I swear to Primus if Master Prowl kills him, it's not my fault."

'Honestly," Another Autobot said, "Sometimes I think that commander Jazz just lives to annoy Prowl."

Angel let out a little giggle at the thought. "Sometimes Master Prowl thinks that the only reason he exists was because Primus was bored."

"Well either way, I hope that Prowl is in a good mood." a guard said, watching Jazz make his way toward Prowl's quarters as the mech hid behind another parked vessel and looked over the doorway.

Prowl's quarters was known as The Black Room a place where he trained in Private and sometimes with his fellow Cyber Ninjas it was a former training facility that was near where the base had been being built and Prowl had it moved over to the top of the base, in case he was needed right away. However Prowl might've just wanted to be different, he was senior tactician for a reason and that was because the cons barely had any idea how to combat his strategies. However while he was calm, with his students, any sign of Disorder could and would send Prowl off the deep end into a raving madman!

Jazz knew this to be all too true as he headed for the doorway to the Black Room and made himself ready for anything, as he went to the door, he saw an electronic optic sensory appear from the top.

"Scanning Identification."

"Slag" Jazz cursed as he tried to dive away from the red light but it still caught him.

"Identification confirmed, designation Jazz, commencing in total lockdown."

Jazz balked as he got to his feet, "Lockdown?, you gotta be pulling my struts lockin me out I haven't even done anything."

"Prowl requires complete and absolute privacy in his meditation right now he is not to be disturbed."

Jazz crossed his arms and looked up. "Alright then, guess we'll never know what Shockwave is planning then that could potentially save the Cons or whatever it is that Blackout meant."

Suddenly the eye shot back into the wall and Jazz grinned in delight as he knew that he had Prowl's attention now.

And indeed he did, as the scanner suddenly shifted out of the wall in a different part of the Black Room, inside was a lone figure sitting cross legged he had a white and black color scheme with a red chevron and the appearance of a samurai, including hit mounted blades, his optics were hidden behind a bright blue visor, and he had what appeared to resemble facial hair, on the floor was a blade as the bot held his servo's together and was making a humming noise.

As he did, he could see and feel the blade rising up, levitated by the power of his own mind, Processer over Matter was a technique that he had been practicing for stellar cycles and now-

"Master Prowl, Jazz is requesting you."

The Blade dropped to the floor and prowl let out an an angry huff. 'I thought I Asked for no interruptions."

"He mentioned that he had important information for you and the rest of the commanders to look over."

Prowl gave a short scowl as he turned his head toward the sentry drone optic and glared at it through his visor, "And again i asked you for no interruptions, especially from Jazz, Ultra Magnus maybe, Optimus prime definitely, unless Jazz actually has something important that means he end of all life as we know it then-"

"Mater Prowl, he said that Blackout said something out Shockwave."

Prowl's visor went wide and he gaped a little bit. "Blackout spilled something?" He asked, but the drone didn't respond. Prowl sighed as he stood up and stretched for a second, before putting away his swords. The Autobots had captured Blackout more than once and most of the time he had managed to escape or be rescued, the times that they did get a chance to interrogate him, he never wavered in his dedication to the Decepticon cause and never spilled anything either, Blackout was steadfastly loyal to the end and had no qualms about going after bots who had interrogated him in the past, but if he did spill something either Jazz had just violated every single rule in the Autobot code, or Primus himself had slapped Blackout upside the head. , he made his way into the hall and strode briskly down it, his optics narrowing as he walked to the Black Rooms door, and it slid open, to reveal the not too surprising image of Jazz standing behind it, a wide grin on his face plates.

"Prowler, good to see you!" He said jovially as Prowl stared at him and proceeded to cross his arms as jazz mock frowned and said, ",now don't get all excited at seein me again." he quipped sarcastically with a grin.

Prowl huffed and began walking toward the commander building, Jazz walked/rolled after him. "Jazz, the only reason that I came out here was because you said that you had information from Blackout, and i need to figure out if you should be thrown in the birg or not."

Jazz scoffed and rolled in front of him. "You're kidding me prowl, I give you some of the best news of the war right now and all you give is, I need to see if you deserve to be stripped of your rank, Autobot insignia, and left to die in the badlands?"

"No I only said brig, though it is a good idea."

Jazz sighed with a chuckle.

"Just like you Prowl, always taking the ideas given to you and trying to work with them to ensure that every last bot is happy."

Jazz heard another sigh escape prowl's lips and another grin was born onto his faceplates and he let out a laugh.

Prowl whipped around back to face him and glared toward him and an angry scowl crossed his features. "Jazz please try and take this seriously for even a little bit here, If Ultra Magnus and/or I find out that you tortured Blackout, you will be severely punished for it."

"Aww Thanks Prowl, your concern for my well being arms my spark plugs, but I didn't even catch the footage, Punch did when Blackout showed up to tell Barricades squad-"

Prowl clamped down onto Jazz's arm and gave him a menacing glare that told Jazz to pretty much just shut up and he looked around, and then looked up toward the Security Cameras and then let go of Jazz's arm. "How many times must we remind you Jazz, that you don't talk about Punch, or her cover least the cons have a spy like her in our ranks?"

Jazz scoffed and tore his hand away from Prowl and glared at him, he was now growling to himself, he'd been too eager again and as much as he hated to admit it, he knew that Prowl was right.

"You're right sorry prowler." Jazz mumbled and turned and kept on walking, prowl let out a very exasperated sigh as he walked after Jazz, and toward the command room even further below in the base.

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"I am going to cite them as late."

"Magnus…" A voice warned.

The Autobots war room was buried deep in the ground of CYbertron to protect it from Decepticon attack, along with many other centers for AUtobots to go down to in case they were overrun and be able to escape to a set of ships that would take them away from Cybertron or to outposts for if they wanted to continue the fight, the War Room however was the biggest part of the whole sub area of Autobot HQ, and was the place where the commanders of the AUtobots would g to talk things over in privacy and in secret, no security cameras were allowed inside the war room which made Red Alert nearly go nuts when he saw the design specs. It was a large room, big enough to hold most of the Autobots forces, monitors lined the walls around the main table, which had a hologram pad to allow strategizing against the Decepticon forces.

Seated around said table was a small group of Autobots, yet these were some of the most important Autobots on Cybertron.

At the head of the table was a tall Red Autobot with a bulky look yet was slim in certain areas, and a blue helmet and a grey face plate.

To the Autobots right, a taller Autobot with a square helmet, a bulky build that towered over the Prime's own with a pair of wings coming from his back, colored in Blue, Black, and White

Across from this autobot was another mech, with wings and bits of an alt mode like a plane and a cockpit on the front, his head was white, with some Red highlights and a grey face.

"I am serious," The Bulky mech said with a scowl on his face and was holding a datapad, ", Jazz was the one who called this meeting and he's late, under Section 19 subsection 87 of the Autobot Code, clearly states that false meetings, meetings of simple matters will not be tolerated."

"Ultra Magnus, I do not see the exact reason behind bringing up that part of the code." The flier said as Magnus continued, "And Subsection 92 also states that being late to meetings of commanders called by the person who is late is punishable from either citation to imprisonment in the brig."

The Flier and the Red Autobot stared at him. "Who the frag made that law?" The flier asked as Ultra Magnus's head shot up. "Sentinel Prime put it in place after some of his spies and soldiers called him to meetings that he found to be unnecessary."

'Ultra Magnus, Sentinel was an aft head through and through, and had an ego the size of the grand imperium."

Ultra Magnus stood up. "Be that as it may Jetfire, the rules that he set down are here and we must follow them to letter." Ultra Magnus said with a glare toward his subordinate. "If you have a problem with the codes then I suggest that you submit all formal complaints to either me or Optimus Prime."

'Magnus I am right here you don't have to address me like I am not in the room." The Red Autobot said "Now look as much as I would enjoy discussing and debating the rules of the Autobot code, Jazz said that this was an important meeting, and Prowl no doubt is meditating, I say give them a few more minutes before you cite them Ultra Magnus."

Ultra Magnus looked ready to speak but then backed down with a sigh and sat back as Jetfire grinned and turned toward Optimus. 'Spoken like a true Prime sir."

"Thanks." Optimus mumbled before looking down. Despite his years of being Prime he still had very little idea what he was doing, especially in situations that called him to act fast like in battle or just generally trying to keep the peace among his own men. He looked down toward his chest plates where the fabled Matrix of Leadership resided and sighed inwardly.

Before he could think anymore the door slid open and prowl and jazz walked in and shot off salutes to him, Ultra Magnus and Skyfire.

"Morning chief." Jazz said in his usual cheery voice, and prowl scowled a bit as did Ultra Magnus.

'You two are late by 7 cycles." He pointed out as the two autobots walked toward the table. 'I should have you both cited for breaking the code."

"My apologies commander." Prowl said. "But due to some past meetings that jazz has held I misplaced judgement in this meeting importance." Prowl said a he sat down and Magnus gave a nod and he looked at jazz who didn't flinch under his glare.

"Do you have an excuse Jazz?" he asked as Optimus silently growled. "Magnus let it drop," he said and then looked toward his old friend and comrade. "Jazz what do you wish to inform us about, and it had better not be another assassination attempt report."

Jazz rolled his eyes behind his visor and walked over and placed the card like object into a slot on the table. 'Chill brother this is majorly important and it comes from a very strange source this time."

Optimus looked up at him. "What do you mean by a strange source Jazz?" The Prime demanded as the video turned on , Optimus knew all too well that Jazz sometimes had a tendency to go over the boundaries at times, and he needed to learn when NOT to overstep the line. Despite being a high ranking Autobot, Jazz was known to sometimes take serious thing slight handly and would sometimes do vis versa, more than once a meeting had been called on small Decepticon movements that in all actuality meant nothing more than energon and sometimes lives wasted.

However what came onto the screen stunned them all, as they saw Punch's recording of the whole affair with Black Out, and they saw him spill that little bit of information that he had given, much to the surprise of Ultra Magnus and Prowl.

"Shockwave, plans, Energon seeding, planets, URGH, must break free…."

As the video Transmission ended everyone in the room sat in silence.

"What in the name of the Devastator Winds." Skyfire swore, breaking the silence as every autobot's head turned toward Jazz and prowl.

Jaz leaned back. "If I could tell ya I would, all we know is that Blackout spilled something major here."

Optimus nodded, for once in a long time, Jazz had a good point. 'Energon seeding…." he mused as he looked toward Skyfire. "You're a scientist Skyfire, what do you make of that?" .

Skyfire shrugged. "I wish I could tell you Prime, I'm no expert in Energon, you'd do better asking Preceptor or Wheeljack."

"Then we need to get them on his at once, who knows what this could mean, ." Prowl commented, "If Shockwave is cooking anything up then we need to get to the bottom of it immediately,"

Optimus prime gave a curt nod and stood up, looking toward his third in command. "Agreed, Prowl I want a team prepped and ready in case of the event that we need to make a strike against Kaon."

"A strike? Sir you cannot be serious as to endanger Autobot lives?" Ultra Magnus asked sharply as he galred toward his commander. "A strike against Kaon is suicide!"

Optimus looked toward his commander and behind his faceplate he frowned a little bit, he knew that Ultra Magnus was right, however with Punch's help there would be ample time to come up with a plan, but however they still had their other ace.

"I agree with magnus prime, since the last assault on Iacaon the cons have set up cannons to destroy ships that fly too high in the air, and if we fly too low we'll probably get picked off by the Seekers."

Optimus now fully stood tall and looked at the assembled Autobots. "Then it is a good thing that we have someone who knows how to get into Kaon."

Ultra Magnus snapped his head up toward the prime. "Optimus you cannot be serious, just because he left the Decepticons doesn't mean he will spill anything he hasn't before and he probably won't now, you may be granted him amnesty but he is no Autobot, he is a cold sparked killer through and through." The sub commander pointed out, and Optimus let out another sigh, this was always the burden of Leadership, he had always allowed the Autobots under his command to challenge his leadership, so he knew how to improve upon it. In his spark he new that Ultra Magnus was right, but it was their only chance at getting past Kaon's defenses. He stood up from the table and looked at the assembled Autobots. "I know that we may be acting on a whim, but we cannot take any chances here, and this is my order, I want Perceptor, Ratchet, Wheeljack, Hound, to be called in and meet me outside his room, as soon as Possible," He looked toward Jazz. ",and I would like you and your footage to also be in attendance."

Jazz looked at Prime, surprised for a few seconds before he withdrew the card from the table, Optimus and him were then walking out the door, adjourning the meeting.

As the two Autobots walked down the hallways to one of the base's upper level Jazz turned toward Optimus.

"Spoken like a true leader OP, you made it sound like you've been doing that as long as Sentinel did."

Optimus chuckled dryly. "Thanks for the support Jazz, I just hope I am making the right call here."

Jazz frowned a little bit at those words, he knew that Optimus felt the burden of leadership all the time and having to make tough decisions wasn't helping, granted though he was one of the youngest Autobots to take command as a Prime, which made it a bit difficult especially without a mentor to help him, the burden however was slightly lessened with the help of bots like himself, prowl, Jetfire, Elita 1, and Ultra Magnus, since Optimus had decided to quickly diversify leadership of the Autobots with Jazz and Prowl as Special ops commanders, Ultra magnus military, Jetfire, aerial combat and Elita 1 commanded the fems of the Autobots.

Though it may have been a shared burden it was a burden none the less. The Matrix had chosen him, and now, Optimus just had to live with it for a while.

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He looked up as the door opened, his room was one of the most secure in the base, not out of choice but out of necessity as they had put it, he was allowed restricted roaming including to the Energon refueling station, and several other places.\

To him however, it didn't matter, he could care less about where he was allowed to walk.

He was still a prisoner here, maybe not officially but he could always feel the very presence of optics watching him wherever he went.

A figure entered the room, carrying an energon cube in each servo, he was a medium sized Autobot, with a blocky sort of build, including his helmet, a device rested on his shoulder, as he turned on the light.

"Hey." He said with a slight smirk as he looked toward the figure who was leaning down against the berth. "I brought you your Energon ration."

The cybertronian looked up and stared at him coldly as he walked over to him.

"Ya didn't need to do that Hound." he spoke in a gruff voice. "I coulda gotten it maself if I wanted too."

Hound shook his head and sat down next to him. "I know you, when i don't bring it you don't get it, and then an argument breaks out of who should get it."

Hound handed him the Energon cube, and the bot took it into his servos and stared at it, a sad expression on his face plates.

Hound looked at the bot and sighed as he saw him in this state, no change still, though he was a bit more open to him each and every day, and why not, after they had gotten out of Kaon togher.

"Ironhide, I know that things are rough for you right now, but I am sure that things will change, the others just need to get to know and understand you."

Ironhide sniffed angrily, as he sipped a bit of his cube. "I've tried Hound, really I have, I've done everything that you suggested to me, and the only bot who opened up anything to me was Wheeljack when he was blown into the hallway, and me!"

Hound chuckled a bit as ironhide glared at him and drank some more. "Sorry, it's just that Wheeljack kinda is prone to keeping our spirits up with his antics."

Ironhide let out a dry chuckle in response, and the looked toward Hound. 'I hate ta say it Hound, I'm thankful for your bringing me here, but personally, I wish that i had just helped you escape and stayed behind."

Hound looked shocked, but before he could speak they saw the figure of Optimus prime and jazz walk in front of the doorway, and turn into the room.

Optimus looked over the two bots, a black and bulky bot, Ironhide was an imposing sight, for either, Autobot or Decepticon. His primary coloration was Black and Red, and his red Optics pierced at the prime from the end of the room. Jazz stared back watching him.

"Well if ya bots got something ya wanna talk about, bring ya drinks." ironhide sneered looking back down. Hound sighed and stood giving a salute.

"Is there anything we can Help you with sirs?" he asked tentatively as Optimus trode into the room, Jazz in front of him in case ironhide tried something.

"Yes Hound, we would like to speak to Ironhide if that's alright."

Ironhide's head snapped up in surprise and then a socwl crossed his optics. "I thought a prime was a bit above insulting former Decepticons."

"Ironhide-" Hound warned as he saw jazz's visor narrow a little bit but Optimus tired to remain calm, despite his short burst of anger towards Ironhide for that remark.

"Ironhide I am not here to mock you, rather I have something to ask of you."

Ironhide leaned back slowly, and placed himself against the wall staring at Optimus and Jazz, with narrowed optics. He looked to his left toward Hound who looked back with a meek expression, Hound wasn't a confrontational bot so in ironhides current situation he was of little to no use unfortunately for the former con.

He leaned forward again and grimaced. "What can ai do far ya sir?"

Optimus walked into the room in full and stood before Ironhide, "I understand that you are none at all happy with accommodations here at the moment Ironhide,"

"That's for certain, I was treated with less of a cold shoulder in the prison." Ironhide snapped with a scowl.

Optimus continued, ",right now we have a definitive source stating that SHockwave has a new project in play, something involving Energon seeding."

Ironhide's optics shot open. "son of a glitch-" he said as he looked up at Optimus. "He's done it!, I thought he would never-" He then looked around at the surprised faces of the others, jazz was confused, Hound was shocked and Optimus well it was hard to tell with his faceplate but odds were he was also confused.

He raised up his arms. "let me start over again, see for a while Shockwave had this idea that if he could find a world that could reproduce energy like Energon he could seed it, the idea was to let the Energon spread and develop, until the Planet was ripe for harvesting and then do it all over again."

Jazz blanched as he pointed a finger toward him. "You mean he was coming up with a way that could restore Energon supplies and he FOUND a way?"

Ironhide gave a curt nod. "Ah know bout this cause I was ona Shockwave's guards when he began it, and before ya ask I don't know which world he wants to seed-"

"But to reproduce energy like Energon, they would need a world with life already on it." Optimus said, which ironhide cocked an eyebrow on.

"Well sure, yah if you wanna put it that way."

"Mass genocide, ironhide you can't be serious!?" Hound cried out as he leapt to his feet.

Ironhide gave his friend a long cold look. "Unfortunately yes, Shockwave cares for no bot but himself and his true master is not Megatron but science itself."

Optimus rubbed his chin. "So Shockwave plans to wipe out a planet to raise up the Decepticons energy stores, and wipe us off the face of Cybertron."

Ironhide gave another nod. "I never spoke out against it, I thought that it was too crazy of a plan to actually work."

Optimus crossed his arms and gave and understanding nod as he placed his hand on his chin once more. "While we do need Energon, we cannot allow the Decepticons to gain this hand, nor can I allow Shockwave to destroy another race for the sake of the ruthless Decepticon War machine."

Ironhide gave a small scowl as he looked at Optimus, and frowned. Optimus, realizing that he had made a mistake, placed a servo on ironhide's shoulder. "I'm sorry if that offended you ironhide-"

Ironhide slapped away his hand and looked away for a few seconds.

"It's fine." Was all he said.

And that was all he said, he raised his energon cube to his lips once again. Hound looked toward Optimus and shook his head.

The prime gave a nod and turned around and began to walk away, and he turned back and looked. "Thank you ironhide." He said to the stoic bot. Ironhide waved him off with a "feh."

Jazz patted Hounds' shoulder and he turned around and followed his leader.

Optimus turned toward jazz out in the hallway. "Jazz I know that I messed up you don't have to tell me."

Jazz waved his hand. "Im not gonna criticize ya boss bot, just that we ought to have a plan for when we strike."

Optimus nodded as they walked past a few more autobots. "What we need is a way to get into kaon without having to deal with the sensors."

"That's a problem in it's own, if the sensor array's don't dectet us the scouts will." Jazz commented. "What I think we need to do Prime, is go in from the bottom!"

Optimus turned toward his friend with a confused look in his optics. "From the bottom?"

Jazz gave a nod. "Look Prime, I'm going to have to ask to take Scoop, and Quickmix and some others back with me, but the plan is, to drill UNDER kaon, and attack it from below, construct a series of tunnels, which if we need to do so, that we can collapse."

Optimus once more placed a hand on his chin. "A sound idea Jazz, but you'll have to dig deep enough so that the Decepticons don't hear you."

Jazz grinned. "If ol Shocky is gonna be testing something secretive that most cons don't know about, it's a safe bet that even if they do hear us digging, they might think it's all part of Shockwaves plan."

Optimus paused for a few seconds, going over the ideas that Jazz had, a frontal assault on Kaon was out of the question, and the place was filled with mines that had since been shut down, that along with the gladiator pits there which now served as a prison.

Optimus looked at Jazz and placed a servo on his shoulder and said only two words, "Do it."

Jazz beamed. "I won't let you down Prime, you can count on that!"

Optimus let out a chuckle. "I know you won't Jazz, now, I suggest getting Scoob, Quickmix and Landfill briefed and ready for deployment, I would like this operation started as soon as Possible."

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Later that day, Jazz was watching as a Bright Orange and Yellow Autobot was pushing supplies in excavator mode into his ship, he had rounded up Scoop. Quickmix and Landfill, debriefing them about the whole situation. The Three Autobots had then been told to pack up and get ready to roll.

"I really cannot believe that we get to tunnel under kaon itself." Landfill said excitingly to Quickmix as the two walked toward the ship's cargo bay, where Scoop was finishing loading up supplies.

Quickmix sneered a bit. "It's kind of a suicide mission if you ask me, but hey it beats sitting around here, waiting for the next Decepticon assault."

Scoop Drove out of the cargo bay in Robot mode and transformed into bipedal form. "Well now by the looks of things we're taking the fight to the Decepticons."

Jazz rolled over with a nod. "We're about to walk into the thick of it guys, I hope ya do realize that."

Landfill looked up. "Well yeah I mean Kaon is the capital of the Decepticon empire., we may be builders Jazz, but we know the risk, and trust us when we say that we have the ammo and firepower to deal with anything that comes our way."

A grin appeared on Jazz's face once more. "Alright then, is everyone got the stuff that they need?"

All three Autobots gave a short nod. "Perfect, now this ship is designed for quick flight, so you'd better get ready to hunker down in the cargo area….errr sorry bout that."

The three construction experts stared at each other, and then looked from each other and then back to Jazz.

"Ya know Jazz, you REALLY should have mentioned this before we signed up."

Jazz pointed his thumb at them. "That's why I didn't say anything." he said bluntly.

Scoop turned toward the others. "Well we're here now should just make the best of it."

The others turned towards him, and then shrugged as they all walked/raced into the cargo bay area. Jazz snickered as he watched them, and then walked over toward the cockpit. As he did, he turned and saw that Prowl and Angel were making their way toward the Black Room, he gave a whistle and the two turned, to see Jazz giving them a thumbs up.

Angel giggled and waved and Prowl let out a light smirk.

Jazz then hopped into the pilot seat, and began to activate the ship. As he did he reached and grabbed the comlink.

Inside the cargo area, his three passengers sat, all trying to be comfortable, as jazz's voice rna in their audios.

"This is your captain speaking, I suggest that ya'll hang on tight now! and should the need to bail out be necessary, well I'll let you know."

Quickmix turned toward the others. "We're trusting this guy to get us to Kaon safely?"

"Yep." Scoop quipped as he leaned back. "We're in good servos."

Quickmiz rolled his optics as the ships engines fired up, The ship began to lift into the air and as it did, Jazz quickly began to activate the forward thrust.

"Alright boys let's get this party started!" He shouted as the engines whirred to life and the ship flew off toward Kaon once more.

Jazz began to stabilize the ship as they began to leave the outskirts of Iacon, and began to fly low as they began to approach the badlands.

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Kaon.

"You wished to speak to me Shockwave?"

Blackout lumbered into Shockwave's lab for the second time that stellar cycle, and now he was alone, most Decepticons had an innate fear of Shockwave, but he however never really had one, at least as far as he could remember.

"Indeed." The Decepticon scientist said as he walked over toward him. "I heard that you had a strange little malfunction today Black Out."

The Decepticon looked down and Shockwave gave a nod. "Do not worry, it happens, however Lord Megatron would like to have you checked over."

Black Out looked up at SHockwave. "He would?"

Shockwave tapped his chest. "You are a very lucky Blackout, Lord Megatron has a bit of a fondness for you, you are a very powerful and great ally to have."

Black Out was stunned, no one had ever complimented him before. He never however, saw the Constricticons behind him holding Energy prods.

Before he could say anything more he was jabbed several times with prods, and with an almighty crash, the Decepticon toppled over into stasis. Shockwave looked up toward the drones.

"Excellent, you performed to 80% proficiency, however you were 0.3 nano clicks off and he should've fallen at least 0.1 seconds earlier than expected."

The Constructicons said nothing but just instead stood there waiting for more orders.

"Oh well, I guess that will just have to be fixed but first, Scrapper Unit 03, Longhaul Unit 05, and Scavenger Unit 05 please carry Blackout to my examination table."
The Three Constructicon drones picked up the hulking brute and placed him onto the table, as Shockwave grabbed a few tools and walked over toward Blackout's prone form.

"Now, let's see what reprogramming I have to make this time." He said, as he began to do his work.

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I had plans for some more OC's to be featured here but whatever I came up with just felt forced. Maybe next time.

So The Plans of the Autobots are set into motion, and it appears that Blackout has a very big secret being kept from him, and everyone else.

Only time will tell where this leads. ;)

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