As the orbital cycles (days) went by, Jolt seemed to get better. A few days after the battle, he was able to talk again. Crux was right; Jolt would be fine. Jolt was moved into the main medical bay. Ratchet had been patched up as well. Crux walked into the medical bay.

"Hey Jolt!" He walked up to the blue medic's bed. "How're you doing today?"

"Hey Crux." Jolt answered. "I'm alright. Should be on my feet soon, I hope."

"That's good." Crux grinned.

"Yes it is." The healing medic grinned. Then he snorted, "Can't wait to walk again."

As the orbital cycles passed, Jolt indeed did get better. Soon enough, the blue medic was walking around again. Crux noticed more and more bots that he saw before the battle were still here. Prowl, Blurr, Optimus, Jazz, Elita, Chromia, Ironhide, and lots more. It lifted the little mech's spirits.

Just joors after Jolt was on his feet, Prowl had came to Crux. It was finally time for him to begin his training. Of course, since he was to be a Prime, he would have extra training, and training from his sire himself.

"Come with me, Crux." Prowl said.

"Okay, Prowl." He followed the mech into a training room.

"This is where most of your training with me will be." The mech told him.

"Okay." Crux nodded.

"Today, I'm going to test you with all kinds of weapons to see what you are best at."

"Sounds awesome!" Crux was eager now.

"Harder than it sounds and looks." Prowl told him. The mech walked back to the open door, standing in the doorway now. He tossed Crux a sharp knife. "Destroy them all. Whatever you show the best skill with will be your main and usual weapon."

The bot closed the door. There were no windows on it. But he remembered seeing monitors on the wall outside. Security cameras. That's how he'd be watching Crux. Clever idea.

Out of nowhere, the shapes of mechs appeared. Their frames were silver and they had red eyes. Crux knew that they weren't real Decepticons. The question was whether they could actually hurt him or not. Time to find out.

The training mechs had knives as well. They didn't look real, but they did. Crux didn't know how to describe them. Here goes nothing…He thought as a cannon signaled the start of the attack. The other mechs charged. There were at least twenty of them.

Crux heaved a sigh as he stabbed the closed one in the face. He turned and threw the knife at another's chest. He realized that the shapes of the mechs faded into nothing as he hit them. He caught the knife before it hit the ground. Then he stabbed another in the neck. He jumped other one, hitting it from behind. Then he slashed another's face. This wasn't too hard. A fifth bot tried to jump on him a stab from a higher platform, but Crux dodged it and sliced the back of its head before it could get up.

He charged at an incoming mech. He stabbed it straight where the spark would be. He slashed the one that had been right behind it. He moved back. Now the training bots were coming in bigger groups, not giving him time to catch his breath. Oh no. Oh heck.

He started slashing, slicing, and stabbing like crazy. The incoming bots kept coming. Soon, he had taken most of them down. There was only five left now. They were all on the higher platform. He leapt up onto it. He watched them charge towards him, drawing them in for the kill. Well, defeat because these things didn't really die.

Once they were inches away, he jumped up into the air, rotating so he was upside down. He slashed at their heads, watching them disappear into nothingness. He flipped over the railing of the platform before he could land, but ended up feet first on the lower platform.

He was breathing hard now. He still gripped the knife tightly in his fist when Prowl came back into the room. He looked at the mech. "Next?"

"Impressive, Crux." Prowl complimented. "You fought like one of the soldiers do on the battle field. Next, you'll be using an axe. A battle axe, to be exact."

He handed Crux a large battle axe and he gave Prowl the knife. "I like this thing." Crux grinned, examining it. "Longer, so it should help."

"Yeah, it should help a bit more than that knife." Agreed the other mech. Prowl had moved towards the door. He closed it right after he said the words, "Good luck."

More training mechs appeared, but they had axes now too. Crux forced his breathing to slow down to a normal pace and then braced himself. The cannon went off. The mechs charged at full speed.

Crux let out a yell and charged right back at them. The axe was heavier and harder to swing that he would've thought. He nearly dropped it when he attacked the first bot. "Whoa!" He yelled, gripping it harder. It took all of his strength to hold it. He whacked as hard as he could, trying not to drop the axe at the same time. It took a little longer than with the knife, but he beat the attacking training mechs.

When Prowl came out all he said was, "Sword next." He gave him the sword and took the axe. He went back out into the hallway to watch from the monitors.

When the mechs appeared and the cannon went off, Crux was ready. He swung the sword in a deadly way, chopping through necks and all kinds of parts of the bots. It was almost effortless. It was like the sword was a natural part of him that he'd had his whole life. Kind of like a longer arm, except sharper, of course. It was the fastest record he'd had out of all three weapons so far.

Prowl entered when he defeated them all. The mech had an amazing look of shock on his face. "I thought the knife would be your skill. Wow. Obviously, it's a sword, like Optimus."

Crux grinned. "When I used it, it felt as if the sword were part of me when I used it. It's definitely the weapon that calls out to me."

"I can tell that eventually, Crux, you will be as good a Prime as Optimus is." Prowl replied. "I can see his leadership in you."

Crux couldn't stop smiling, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything either.

"I have an idea. Go have Ironhide, make you one of those kinds of swords that you could make pop out of your wrists." Prowl suggested.

"Great idea, Prowl! I'll go find him now!" The excited little mech raced out of the training room, towards the weapons bay. He hoped that the weapons specialist was there. He couldn't wait to have his own swords to have all the time!

As he entered the weapons bay, he saw Ironhide sitting there not really doing much of anything. Probably still recovering from the battle…Crux presumed. "Hey, Hide!" He grinned, cheerfully.

"Hey, Crux." The back mech looked up. "How'd your first training session go with Prowl?"

"Great!" He sat down next to Ironhide. "I'm going to be a sword user."

"I supposed you've came to have me make you some?" The weapons specialist chuckled.

"Yep." Crux nodded. He described exactly how he wanted them to Ironhide.

"Alright. Shouldn't take too long." Ironhide responded. "You can choose a gun to use too. There are targets are over there." The mech pointed to his left.

"Okay." Crux hopped to his feet and went over to a pile of guns.

He tested them out while Ironhide worked. Crux ended up choosing a shotgun. When he had finished, he saw that Ironhide was waiting on the swords' metal to cool down before they accidently bent or something.

"Nice choice." Ironhide said when he saw the shotgun.

Crux grinned. "Thanks."

It only took another minute before the swords were ready to put into Crux's wrists. Ironhide found a good spot and made an opening on the metal of it. He put each sword into the openings. They were retractable too. The black mech bolted them on so that they wouldn't fall out or flop to the side, but let them retract still.

Crux tested opening and closing them. It worked amazingly well. Ironhide had done a great job. He looked up at the weapons specialist. "Thanks a bunch, Hide!"

"Ha! It was no problem." The black bot grinned back at him.

"See you later." Crux left the bay.

He headed down the halls, looking for Jolt. He guessed that the blue medic would be in the medical bay, but maybe he was off his shift right now. He was right. He found the medic in his own quarters, resting.

He knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Jolt asked.

"It's me, Crux." He answered back.

He heard footsteps crossing towards the door. It opened. "Come in, Crux."

Crux did. "I finished with Prowl and then went to Ironhide."

"Hide gave you the weapon that you were best with?" Guessed the medic.

"Yep. I got two swords that pop out of my arms." He grinned. "That's not all. Hide let me have one of his shotguns."

"That's awesome." Jolt was grinning at him. "Show me those swords."

Crux popped them out of his wrists. "Just like Optimus'." He said.

Jolt nodded. "That's great."

"Yeah. Jolt, when does your shift start?"

"In just a breem." The medic told him. "I better start heading down there."

"Okay." The two bots walked out of the room and stood in the hall. "I'll see you later then, Jolt."

"You too, Crux." Jolt walked off, towards the medical bay.

Crux decided to go look for Elita and Optimus. They'd want to see his swords. Prowl probably already gave them his results though. He found Elita in her and Optimus' quarters, though the Prime wasn't there. "Hey." Crux greeted her.

"Hi, Crux." She replied. "Prowl told us the results from the training."

"I thought he would have." He answered. "Want to see my swords?"

"Sure." She nodded.

He popped them out.

"Wow." She murmured. "Just like Optimus."

"Yep." The little mech grinned. "There's something else, too. From Ironhide." He grabbed the shotgun off of his back. He spun it around for her to look at.

"Hide gave you a gun?" She was astounded.

"Yep. Well, he let me choose which I wanted." He nodded.

"Wow."

He put it back onto his back. "Hey, where's Optimus?"

"He is probably in a meeting with some of the other bots." She told him.

"Ugh. I guess I can't go there?" He assumed.

"Nope, you can't."

"I'm going to find Bee." He walked out of the room, shouting "See you later," over his shoulder. He knew Bumblebee was born not long before the war, so he wasn't that much older than Crux was. An idea occurred to him. He turned on his comm.

:Bee, where are you?:

:That you Crux?"

:Yeah, it's me, buddy.:

:Uh, where am I, you asked? I am right outside the door where the meeting is.:

:I'll be right there. I have to show you something.:

:Alright.:

He raced down hall after hall, reaching Bumblebee in half of a breem. "Hi again."

Bee chuckled, "Hey. So what were you going to show me?"

He popped out his swords.

"Whoa! Aren't those really close to Optimus' swords?"

"Yeah. Ironhide made them for me right after training. He also gave me this." He retracted his swords and grabbed his shotgun. "Like it?"

"Awesome!" Bee exclaimed. "That's just awesome."

"I know." Crux agreed. "I want to show my sire, but he's obviously busy in there." He pointed at the locked door. Then he shrugged. "I'll wait with you, I guess."

"Yay. Not lonely anymore." The yellow and back mech grinned.

They sat against the wall, side by side. "Well, anyway, how have you been lately, buddy?" Crux broke the silence that had come over the two mechs.

"I've been alright." Bee responded. "How about you, Crux?"

"Alright." The green mech answered.

They fell back into silence.