Hey guys lightning here, sorry for not posting this sooner. I have been editing chapter 2, and have been taking my time to get this chapter done, to get rid of as many mistakes as possible. and I'd like to say thanks to JasonVUK for giving my some advice, and like I said in the prologue this is my first story, so I know it's not the best, sorry about that. As always I am sorry for any spelling, grammar, or any mistakes. And oh think of Ray's armor like a cross between Tony Stark's prototype suit in Iron Man 3 , a jet pack clone trooper (sorry if I didn't remember the name right) the master chief's armor from Halo, Paige's helmet from TRON uprising, and juggernaut armor from CoD ghosts (don't buy that game for the multiplayer). except not a prototype and much less bulky. AND I'M SOOOO SORRY for not posting this chapter sooner, my laptop decided it wanted something to eat, so it ate chapter 3, and I had rewrite the chapter from what I wrote on paper. D:{ and then I had to do some more re re re editing. If you see (-) it means I had something to say but didn't want to interrupt the story, and they can be see at the end of the chapter. And oh yeah before I forget Etho's name is pronoced (E-th-O).

Thanks again Jason for another review, and you too guest and ilovemusic24601 for the review, follow and fav. But that's enough said, NOW ON WITH THE STORY

"Talking"

'Thinking'

:"com link / radio":

;"via bond";

_"Bee talking"_

cuss word h***

*action*

I OWN NOTHING except Ray Shadeslayer The Sky Captain, Ember the red wolf, Other OCs, and the places I make up. (As I've said before please don't take offense if You feel I have taken your idea, and was just a coincidence )

- feel it coming in the air, and the screams from everywhere, I'm addicted to the thrill... Can't be scared when it goes down, got a problem, tell me now... Life's a game, but it's not fair, I break the rules, so I don't care, so I keep doin' my own thing, Victory within the mile, almost there, don't give up now, the only thing on my mind, is who gonna run this town tonight...-

Rihana from run this town the battlefield 4 remix

Six days ago

Mission: kill Cyris

Place: middle of no where, Nevada

Time: 11:00 A.M / may / sixteenth / 2023

POV: Ray

(the song "burn it all" is now playing made by "the session" here's the link on youtube /9s_9W531ZLU)

I plummeted through the "ground bridge's" portal (1) and came rushing toward the ground. I quickly shot my wings out, slowing down almost immediately to a safer speed and softly landed on the sand. A few moments after landing the sound of a person walking up to me was as clear as day, and the only person it could be, was Cyris.

"ahh captain, I was exspecting you, but as you know, all I am man with little time to waste. So let just end our pitiful conflict, now" Cyris stated and I agreed with him, this war had to end NOW.

Sensing him charging at me, I acted on instinct, activated the blade built into the lower wrist of my armor, and swung my arm into the raw metal hide Cyris always wore. I jerked the blade out and sent a kick to Cyris's face, only for it to be caught and flipped onto the ground. I flung myself up and sent an upper cut punch to his chest, right as he sent a punch to my face. Blocking the blow I grabbed the arm, and used it to throw him to the ground. He swiftly turned his fall into an attack and kicked my legs out from under me. Thanks to my extensive training I turn my fall into a flip, spun backwards onto my hands, and jumped away. Making a break dance like movement Cyris twisted his body up, spun in the air, landed back his feet, and moved into a fighting stance.

Pulling my galaxy saber from its sheath on my lower right leg, I aimed the ridiculously razor sharp point at Cyris. And using my ability to control radioactive materials, I energized the radic crystals that formed the razor sharp edges of the saber. It hummed a deadly vibrating sound as the radic crystals filled with energy, (2) and glowed a bright silver and acid green, making it look and sound menacing.

Cyris returned the gesture by summoning his demon blade, and pointing the crude, ax like saber at me when the ash like shadow's became physical. For moment nothing, then Cyris charged me, I took a defensive stance and held my blade ready for the on coming onslaught. Cyris leapt into the and moved into a position that would give him an instant death strike, but left him vulnerable to attacks. Using my exo suit, I jumped forward, back flipped onto Cyris, and plunged my sword into his sholder blade. Before he could make a counter attack, I jumped off of him and shot a blast a radioactive energy. Growling Cyris jumped back onto his feet and summoned his demon blade back into his hand.

And in a blurr, Cyris sent me flying back a at least a hundred feet before I landed lightly on my feet and slid back even farther. Getting up into a offensive stance, I held my blade forward, waiting for Cyris to make a move. At first he made it seem like he would go on the offensive as well, but instead he causally walked forward to me.

'GET BACK, AND GET SAFE' the voice in the back of my head screamed, no longer quite, but somehow retained it's stillness.

I knew better than to blindly ignore these insights and listened, shooting my wings out I blasted into the air, and getting away from whatever danger I was warned of. Taking a few more steps forward, he took out a long syringe, filled with a sticky black liquid. He forced the needle into his heart and injected the liquid into himself. For a minute or two he screamed bloody murder, and would have make a banshee's scream more desirable than the one he was making. But when it was over, the air suddenly chilled and I could sense Cyris coming at me like a bullet.

:"ATLIS, send all power into the jetpack's thrusters": I calmly stated into the radio

Atlis didn't say anything, but my flight speed increased dramatically, and I became a human rocket. But even with the increased speed I could still sense Cyris gaining on me. I kept calm and dove to the ground, my speed going past anything safe. looping back around, I could clearly see Cyris heading straight for me. Taking a closer look at Cyris, I could see something seemed, odd, and out of place. He looked the same, but, something was off. I flung my blade forward, just as Cyris did the same. Our blades clashed in a furious shower of sparks, both blades barely missing a lethal wound to both of us. Again I noticed something off about Cyris, I just didn't know what it was.

I pulled my hybrid SMG assault rifle out, it was a fire arm I had built from scratch, and dubbed the "STSX". It came with a built in hybrid acog / red dot sight, modded with a Silence breaker (a silencer and a mussel break combined), fore grip, explosive armor piecing rounds (3), and had magazine of a hundred rounds in a "clip" (think of the STSX as the Vepr and Mtar-X from CoD ghosts combined into one firearm). Holding the STSX in one hand and holding my saber in the other, I positioned them in a way so I could best defend myself.

My armor took in another intake of air to replenish the emptying reserves, and since I was at a height a normal person would have had a difficult time breathing, this meant the new reserve of air burnt my lungs with each breath. Thankfully living in the frost bitten temperatures, and thin air of Alaska had made me able to handle such occasions. Soon after my suit stalled and I blasted back down to the earth in a flaming fire ball. (4)

I continued falling until a devastating force rocketed into me, and that force, thanks to my lovely luck, was Cyris. I was first to recover, and miraculously I managed to retain my tools of war. But Cyris recovered almost as quickly as me, grabbed my neck slammed his head into my helmet.

'Thank goodness I'm the one with the helmet'

Using my unnatural streangth, and exo suit, I broke free from Cyris's grasp and shot a full magazine of specialized ammo into his left leg. Cyris again screamed, and since I was so close, the soundwaves cracked several of my helmet's cameras and the helmet's visor.

'FRRIIIII, THIS ISN'T GOOD!'

Then I finally noticed what was off about Cyris, his actions were savage, hateful, primitive, and not very well thought out. Instead of his usual fast, intellagent, strong, and controlled ones. He sent a fist flying to me, but I easily dodged it and kneed him in the stomach, he regain his composer after a second and sent his fists to me in a blind fury of hate, they were all too easy to dodge. Thrusting my blade into his chest and quickly pulling it out, I send back a few punches and kicks with a good amount of power behind them into a venerable

Again I tried to break away, but Cyris held on, and tore off the outer armor shell attached to my left arm and then tore off the outer armor shell on my leg. The alarms in my helmet went crazy when the airlock wasn't able to work properly any more. I ignored them and shot off from the demon, and reloaded my STSX with its custom ammo. Cocking the the gun I aimed it at Cyris. My other hand no longer held my saber thanks to Cyris ripping it from my grasp along with my armor. Cyris's mouth moved like he was saying some sort of vile comment, but thanks to us falling at goodness knows what speed, I didn't hear it over the rushing wind.

Seeing the rapidly oncoming landscape I propelled my self upward at a diagonal line away from the oncoming earth. Cyris on the other hand just kept falling.

'WHAT the h*** is wrong with him! Well I know what's wrong with him, I don't understand how he's able to being so fricking stupid'

With a very loud thud my enemy obliterated the desert floor and sent a geyser of sand into the air on the sandy. A normal person, HECK even the toughest Parödon would have died from such a fall, but NNNOOOOO Cyris was a undead, so he couldn't be killed. (5) Flying closer to the ground, but keep ing my distance from the enemy I inspected the damage done. After the sand cleared from view, I could clearly see Cyris standing tall and looking at me with his head tilted to the side with a blood lust crazed smile plastered to his face.

"Oh CaPtAiN, aRe YoU fEeLiNg ThE sUnShInE yEt?" Cyris asked his voice sounding like someone else (sorry I just had to add that in there)

'what was in the syringe, liquid crazy!?'

I aimed my STSX at Cyris, and once again cocked the gun, even though I knew it wouldn't scare Cyris, heck nothing did, it did show I wasn't in the mood for jokes.

"AhH wHy So SeRiOuS cApTaIn?" Cyris asked sounding... Creepy to put it nicely.

I gave him no reply, I just kept my "poker face" on behind my ninja mask (along with his helmet) and kept my fire arm trained on the devil's spawn. I wasn't about to show any signs of weakness to him.

"WhAt A dIsApPoInTmEnT... oH wElL"

He threw a flaze (6) at me, to avoid it I dropped to the ground, sprinted in a circle around the demon, and shot the demon from all sides. He unleashed another feral scream that made my ears ring, and this time instead of just screaming alone, he changed his bloody hands into h*** fire mini guns. His scream continued, but this time out of trigger happy rage, rather than pain. Sprinting full speed at hundred and sixty mph, from what my H.U.D stated, to the nearest cliff, I jumped onto the forty foot rock wall, and kept running. As I sped across the desert I searched through my bags for something that could help me buy some time, all while Cyris unleashed a metal storm of bullets upon me.

'smokescreen grenade no, hipno knife how did that- never mind, combat knife... maybe, mini radar no, flash grenade... might come in handy, UAV drone controller not what I currently need, H*** storm missile controls I will need that, sonic wave pulsars HECK YES, EMP grenades not strong enough, and good ol C4 I might end up needing these packages.'

I took out a flash grenade and several sonic wave pulsars in a hand, while still carrying the STSX in the other. This had to be timed just right, otherwise it wouldn't have much of an affect. I came to another wall and casually flew over a ten foot wall and landed lightly on my feet. Turning back, I threw the sonic wave pulsars on the ground, and waited for Cyris with a flash grenade in my hand. Not five seconds had passed before I had chucked the grenade into Cyris's face and the blast had set off the high pitched sonic wave pulsars, which sent Cyris coving his ears and blinded.

Turning the switched on the audio senors off on my H.E.D.S phones I kept shooting at the demon, if this was a "normal" fight between him and me, I probably would have defeated Cyris. Unfortunately, this fight wasn't like anything I had dealt with from Cyris himself, but I did have some experience with this type of savageness and behavior. Savvs is what we called them (the parödons), people infected by the blood plague instead of dying to it, and turned into a savage version of themselves that felt no pain, physical and emotional, were just as smart as they were before the change, and were basically a living version of the undead you would normal think of. That's what Cyris was acting like. I turned the audio back on, and the world of sound came rushing back to me.

'Well actually, this might be good for me, if I can just trap him'

Cyris still had his hands switched into mini gun form, and was still firing a flaming storm of red hot demon bullets at me. Thankfully I managed to dodge the more part of the storming bullets. But it still hurt like heck when the burning bullets shot through my body. Growling in frustration I continued to fire upon my much hated enemy. I unloaded the third clip of specialized ammo, and had to reload once again.

"FaCe It CaPtAiN, yOu'Ll NeVeR wIn AgAiNsT mE" Cyris taunted

Ignoring him I quickly took out the empty magazine, shoved a full loaded one back in, and began unloading its ammo. He shot his wild storm of bullets at me and I returned fire as I leapt across the battle field, and used a large bolder as cover. I took out the TouchPad for the H*** storm missile guidance system.

'Now if he can just stay in a small enough area'

Tapping the locations I wanted hit, I aimed seven H*** Storm Missiles at a safe distance from me, but not for Cyris. Almost immediately I could see and hear the destructive projectiles rain from the sky, going right were I what them to go. I leaned from my cover, quickly aimed my STSX down sight and fired like a trigger happy manic going on a shooting rampage, and I could easily see where my bullets hit on my enemy's body as they created sparks against his armor. Ducking back behind my cover, I switched my hearing off, just before could feel the missiles violently shake the ground as they explode on impact. (7)

My cover was all but gone, and the area around me was forever scarred with the new craters. Standing there in the middle of the bowled pit, Cyris stood unaffected, smirking immensely. He jumped out of the pit, switched his fore back to his hand, and extended his claws. I knew what his next move would be, and leapt to the side to avoid his metal taloned claws. Sending sand everywhere Cyris plunged his hand into the ground, shattering it even. Drawing the radioactive energy flowing through my blood I easily guided it to my hand, letting go of my rifle with my left hand I aimed the acid green energy at the enemy. In one moment three thing seemed to happen at the same time, I shot a beam of Radic, Cyris out stretched his hand, and caught the deadly energy in his hand instead of melting his arm off like it should have. In a blur Cyris swung his arm a me tossing the energy, but not before he darkened it into Dark matter. Jumping to the side I barely avoided the life erasing matter, as it sped at in a straight line to its destination.

'whatever was in that syringe must be wearing off, well at least Mr. Crazy will be gone, but now I have a new problem'

Taking a flash and fragg grenade I threw them were Cyris currently was, and upon hearing the loud blast I made my move. Charging Cyris, I shot the rest of my clip into the wound on his chest, and kicked his legs out from underneath him. Cyris quickly regained his composer and aimed his guns at me, activating the wrist blades attached to my exo suit, I managed amputate one of his arms off of him while stabbing him in the chest before he kicked me off of himself and then pinned me down.

'ok what attacks can I still preform... *rapidly thinks of attacks he can use* MY GRENADE LAUNCHER!'

At the very thought the grenade launcher built into my armor's fore arm extended out and shot a fragg grenade into Cyris, sending him flying back. Gritting my teeth together I ignored the newly wounds to my arm, chest, and leg I received from the blast. Even though they burned worse than pyroite (8) be poured into them. Limping over to Cyris I held my STSX shakily at him, Cyris slowly got up from the ground clutching his bleeding chest. I unloaded the empty clip from the STSX and reloaded the last clip into my hybrid rifle.

I was about to pull the trigger, when Cyris pushed the barrel of the gun up, threw only his fist into my exposed and wounded arm, and thrusted his knee into my gut. I spat out blood from the hard impact and tried to recollect my composer. But that didn't happen, Cyris broke out a barrage of attacks, that consisted of many punchs and kicks. In my own defense I shot another fragg grenade at the demon to give me some time to counter attack, again my wounds worsened. Sill shooting, I shot a line of projectiles into living machine, when the unmistakable clicking that meant the last of my ammunition ran out rung clear through the air.

'AND AS IF THINGS COULDN'T GET ANY WORSE!'

Shoving my STSX back into its holster, I took out my bow and arrows. Holding my bow at almost a downward angle, I rapidly fired the "over kill" arrows upon my hated enemy. Making no attempt to dodge them, he foolishly let them pierce his body, each arrow protruded from his body in a sicking way. Taking out the last three arrows from my quiver, I focused my aim on Cyris head.

"NI NOFRE" I screamed in my disguised voice

The arrows turned into three huge fire balls once I uttered the spell I had just put a incredible amount of will power behind. If you were anywhere with in a mile's distance, you couldn't have missed the fiery explosion that practically covered the surrounding area in flames. Cyris went flying back, slid off the two stone walls we had jumped over, and back to the starting area of the fight. I flung my bow back onto my back, took out my "Rippers", jumped off and over both walls, and landed with a heavy thud wincing in pain as the impact ripped through my leg. And less than few hundred feet away Cyris laid burning in a small crater bleeding out, I felt no pain for this man, he had kill millions without second thought, he turn down forgiveness more times than he should had been offered, and was h*** bent on ending all life everywhere. He deserved to die, But I wouldn't enjoy his death, he was a man like me, with the option of both good and evil, the difference between us was the paths we chose, and how we used our powers.

For a moment I almost pitied Cyris, he had caused so much death and destruction, hate and grief, and felt pleasure while doing it, AND FOR WHAT REASON! He could have chose a better path, a path to peace and forgiveness, but he decided to burn all his bridges, and options, and chances of being redeemed for his sins, I almost pitied this demonic man, almost that is. Slowly I saw my enemy rise, he might have looked weak to a onlooker, but I knew Cyris's tricks, he was faking his weakness, stalling for something.

"You know *fakes a cough* captain *fake cough* hahahaa, you have no idea I've waited... for your death. And now I finally will get to see it" Cyris stated

I shoved both "Rippers" onto Cyris's head and fired away, the result of which was something I will not describe. But as quick as a shadow Cyris got to his feet after several shots and punched me to the ground. I pushed off the ground and to the side, and just barely avoided an electric punch that would have ended my h***ish life. I took several more shots at my enemy, but they did nothing to stop the demon I faced as he threw his clawed hand through my armor and chest.

I could feel the burning pain rip through my body as he forcefully yanked his hand back out.

"HA, HA, HA, HA, BAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA DID YOU REALLY THINK, YOU COULD BEAT MEEEE!?" Cyris yelled laughing.

He threw me to the ground, I could do nothing to defend myself from him, as he took one of my "Rippers" and shot my arms. I so badly wanted to scream, to break down and cry, but I would not give my enemy such pleasures, he would NEVER see the day I broke to fear.

Pulling out a combat knife from one of my bags, I weakly tried to fight back, only for the the knife to be shot out of my hand. tilting his head to the side Cyris looked triumphant as Looked over me. kicking me hard in the face, my vision blurred instantly and I heard more triumphant laughter.

"you know captain, I'be always wondered who was under that helmet you wear, but now that I think about it, I'll just leave you as a nameless opponent, a nobody, A pest with no name. Because that is all you are to me, a simple pest!" Cyris stated as he shot me several more times.

Dropping my pistol, Cyris took the knife he had shot away, and shoved its blade into my exposed arm. Silent tears began to form and I tried to blink them away. As my enemy Ripped my chest plate off and placed a large pack of C4 with a counting down timer on my chest.

"fare well captain, may we never meet again" he stated as he walked away

"God I'm in your hands, please protect me whatever your will be my eternal father" I whispered as I sent an emergency S.O.S signal to my fellow comrades, hopefully one of them would be able to help me before it was too late. Then everything blacked out as a sudden pain tore through my body.

Mission: none

Place: autobot base

Time: 2:31 P.M / may / sixteenth / 2023

POV: 3rd / my / author's

"RATCHET, GET HIM ON THE MEDICAL BED, NOW" June ordered after seeing the captain's condition

Ratchet had no objections, he knew June had more experience with the human body then he did. So he gently took the captain in his servos, walked into the med bay, and placed him on the medical bed. Where June immediately began to inspect the wounds, to see how much damage was done.

"come on guys let's go away from here" Jack whispered to his friends knowing just from the bloody arm and chest it wasn't going to be a pretty sight.

June pulled out her medic kit and began to take out the things she would definitely need.

"RATCHET GET SOME CLEAN WATER SO I CAN CLEAN THESE WOUNDS" June ordered in a loud voice

Ratchet nodded, filled a large bowl of clean water, and carefully placed it next to the table June had move over to the medical bed.

"Thank you" she replied softly

With the utmost care they began to remove Ray's armor, removing each piece at a time as fast as they could go without causing any more damage. Ray was loosing blood fast, and the medical bed he was placed on was practically covered in it. Both the doctor and nurse moved quickly to clean the wounds, and did what they could to stop the bleeding.

After three hours of cleaning Ray's wounds, finishing a tense surgery, stitching wounds, and bandaging the worst part of Ray's injures, June and Ratchet could rest for a moment. Four times Ray's heart had stopped in those three hours, and each time both June and Ratchet thought he was dead, to both of their shock his heart would start beating again after a minute or two. And much to their surprise they found four stark white Hawk wings attached to Ray's back, to say they were astonished would be a dead understatement, in fact they still were a bit shocked by the discovery.

Getting up from the places June and Ratchet walked out of the med bay, and into the main room filled with every member of team prime, and each looked ready to hear that Ray (no one knows Ray's name yet) had died.

"Well we have good news and bad news, the good news is our guest is alive" June stated

Upon hearing this the team relaxed from hearing that their guest had died.

"the bad news is he's in a coma" she finished

"Well at least he's alive, and how long until he comes out of it" Ember asked

"Ember it's not that simple. A coma isn't something you can just recover from and act like it never happened, it could be days, Even months before he wakes up!" June stated

"But at the rate our guest is healing the soonest he could be awake is in three days, but as nurse Darby stated it might even take months before he recovers" Ratchet added

_"And if he recovers, who's going to be his guardian? It can't be me, Acree, or Bulk because we already have our charges to take care of, and Ratchet is without a doubt going to say no. And is he even staying? For all we know he could be in a coma for the rest of his life"_ Bee commented

"those are ligament questions Bumble Bee, and you would be right that I would not want to burden any of you with extra assignments, bu-" Optimus replied

"I could do it" Smokescreen blurted

"You" Arcee asked in mock surprise along with some surprised looks from the other members of the team

"Sure, like Bee said Hatchet's not going to want to sparkling sit him" Ratchet optics shot daggers at Smokescreen upon hearing the nickname "and Ember's a child her self" Smokescreen stated "no offense by the way" he added

"none taken" Ember coolly replied

"and it would probably be a burden for you boss bot. So why not me?" Smokescreen finished

Optimus paused to wiegh his options, as the team looked to their commander for the deciding vote.

"So is he a part of the team?" Smokescreen asked after three minutes passed by

After some more thought Optimus answered "if your prepared to take the responsibility Smokescreen, then you'll be our newest guest's guardian."

Nodding his head Smokescreen and tried to prepare for what his charge would be like. He came in heavy wounded so maybe he was like Miko, rushing head first in battle, or maybe like Jack, responsible, honest, and selfless. While the other team members might have thought Smokescreen had finally decided to be more responsible, Smokescreen actually just wanted a little brotherly figure like Rafwas to Bee. (well I am going to have fun writing scenes between Ray and Smokey :3)

(sorry if this part of the story has some OOC moments in it, sorry about that)

Present time

Mission: none

Place: Auto bot base

Time: 9:20 P.M /

POV: Ray

(The song "Frozen in time" is now playing made by "Dylan C. Jones" here's the link on YouTube /SXqu6uAtQwk)

I felt horrible, but at least I wasn't dead. When I had first awakened, all I could see was pitch black darkness, and thinking was I blind. Then my eye adjusted to the darkness, and I could see what was in the darkness. To a normal person the room would have been a deep dark grey, but thanks to radic running through my veins, and my glowing eye I could see almost as if the room was well lit with bright lights casting away all shadows. (the radic is what makes Ray's eye glow and let's him see in the dark if you didn't catch that already)

I looked down at myself, I was wearing only my grey and brown greased and blood stained T-shirt and my black army jeans, both of which were going to need a wash. Growling I pushed my self into a sitting position, and got a better look of the area around me. Looking for my possessions I saw my armor, weapons, fire arms, and cloths lying on a table a few few from were I was. Swinging my legs over the side of the bed I slid the bed, and crashed to the floor. Trying and failing I attempted to stand up, but my legs wouldn't hold my weight.

'Darn it! *mentally sighs*'

Crawling to my exo suit I toppled the skeletal armor and attached the sturdy metal frame to my body, and with a grunt I weakly got up from the floor. I could barely stand even when I was wearing my exo suit I was still having trouble.

'Dang Cyris really did a number on me, rrrg I had better take it wasy for then next few days'

Collecting my equipment, clothes, weapons, and fire arms I tried to make my self look as "normal" as posible before meeting the men or women who saved my life from a painful death. Covering the optic Cyris used to spy on me I slid my headband into its regular place, placed my H.E.D.S phones over my ears, once again the word of sound flooded my ears as it clicked into place, and threw on a gray and white cap that bore both my and the parödon's insignias on its front, something I always wore before going out into public. I kept my armor shell off, most of my fire arms and weapons concealed, disguised my eye color to a colorless and blind looking color by drawing the radic energy away from the iris of my eye, and wore my ninja mask down on my lower neck to look less menacing. Checking the H.U.D on my visor to see my coordinates, I found was a mile underground ten miles from where me and Cyris fought.

'Hmmmm another abandoned missile silo, I wonder what the U.S is using this one for, I better check, but where to start.'

Using my H.E.D.S phones I quickly hacked into the pentagon security. After looking an hour I found nothing, then I looked at the agents located in Jasper Nevada. After looking through several agents three had caught my eye, CIA spec OP Leland Bishop or Silas as I knew him, former Ranger Special agent William Fowler, and special forces agent James C. Blackburn. I already had looked over Silas's profiles a few years back so I didn't bother checking, Looking at Blackburn's file first I found nothing of interest to me. so I went with my only option left, hacking into Fowler's profile I quickly found it was heavily guarded with safeguards and heavy shielded with fire walls. Smirking I used an advance code and security breaking app, I had been given by a close friend, that broke through the more part of the fire walls almost immediately, and left me a few easy codes to slip past.

For the next half an hour I looked over the many reports Agent fowler had given to the pentagon, and his cover ups for the autobots.

'so their finally here, I knew it was a matter of time before the bots and cons came to earth, well the good news is tracking old bucket head and Silas will be easier than ever'

After a few more minutes I walked out of the medical bay and into a large room about seventy feat high and a few hundred feet wide in a few directions. There was a large platform about sixty feet in front of me to left, and up twenty feet. Slowly I jogged to and up the stairs to platform despite the pain I felt. Looking over the area I could easily see a ground bridge control set up, an elevator, a small lounging area, and a large makeshift cybertronian computer console with three large electric green screens. Jogging back down the stairs I went over to the makeshift computer, and got out my iPhone. Setting up a link between the iPhone and computer I hacked into its mainframe, copied all it's information without setting off some kind of an alarm, and sent the info to my H.E.D.S phones.

Looking at my new info I looked over the autobots here. Orion Pax aka Optimus Prime, Peppermint (Ratchet), and Arcee were the ones I recognized. Smokescreen, Bumble Bee, Ember, and Bulkhead I did not recognize even though Bumble Bee looked very close to a cybertronian I knew called Hot Shot. (Look up TF prime hot shot to know what he looks like)

'maybe their brothers'

(just as a side note Ray reads everyone's bio's or profile or whatever you call them, I didn't put that in because of how much space it would take)

Ember was a fourteen cycle old femme, with ruby red, white, and gold fur streaked with whisps of pink and orange. She was a maximal or wolf former to be more specific, with a tall and wiry build. Her height was thirteen and a half feet tall, and her body was significantly different from the others, her legs were a wolf's back legs, she had a thick bushy red and white tail that was almost impossible to miss. The colors of her fur met in flame like patters across her body. Her face was the combination of a wolf's and a cybertronian's. Her optic's were a bright glowing gold, wolf ears stuck out on top of her head the left ear bent half way down, and her alt form was a small timber wolf / red fox hybrid, then finally her rank was a Rookie Scout.

Bumble Bee was a seventeen cycle old mech with a glossy black paint job striped with yellow. His body had a similar build to a well trained boxer, and his height was nineteen feet. He was a commen Cybertronian autobot ground roller or whatever they were called, and his alt form was a custom 2007 camaro. Last of all his rank was a High Class Scout.

SmokeScreen was an eighteen cycle old mech with a glossy red, white, and blue checkered paint job with red thrity eights painted on the door wings. He had an Olympic runner build, and his height was twenty four feet. He was a autobot ground roller and his alt mode was a custom racing Ferrari 458 italia. And his rank was a Rookie Elite Gaurd.

Bulkhead was a tewnty five cycle old mech with a swap green and dark gray paint job. He had a champion boxing build, and his height was about twenty seven feet. And he was what do you know another ground roller what a surprise. His alt mode was custom army Ford escape hybrid. And his rank was a Wreaker.

'Interesting Team Orion, I wonder if you will recognize me, even though I don't look nearly the same as before, but it's probably best for you, Cee, and Peppermint (Ratchet) to still think I died to Sentinel Prime. Ha Ha Ha I've lived more lives than I can ever care to count but somehow the past always seems to find me'

A small scraping nosie behind me caught my attention, turning to look back I saw Ember In her alt form look sleepily at me as she sat back on her rump.

'I must have woke her up, Dang I was hoping no one would know I was awake yet'

"aaa hiii? I'm Ember rrrr may I ask what your name" she asked shyly

"Ray, Ray Celdecked, But you may call me Dauntless" I answered in my disguise voice

It wasn't a comete lie since my last name was Celdecked before I had lost most of my memories of who I was and changed it to Shadeslayer.

"Alright then Dauntless, how are you walking after the wounds you recived when we found you" she asked more awake and no longer shy

I twisted my leg and pointed to the metal brace clinging to my jeans.

"it's called an exo suit, it enhances my speed, streanth, and balence. But even with this on I can barely stand" I replied "and I think it would be best if we wait for the others to awaken before I start talking about subjects like that"

"sure I ca- waaaait how did you know we're not the only ones here" she asked suspiciously

"Do you really think that ONE person can maintain a place like this-" I said gesturing to the couch, medical bay, and cybertronian computer "on their own? My first clue I got was the human sized objects, and the cybertronian sized objects." She looked at me confused, most likely because I knew what she was "And before you ask how do I know what you are I found a few open files on the table over there as I was walking around"

"Ok so why are you not freaking out?" She asked

"I've seen much worse and much more crazy things in my life than a living metal being"

"oh, well mmmm it's late and I'm tired so I'm going to recharge, you should probably do the same, good night" she stated through a yawn and walked back to a hall way.

'I'm not tired I just woke up from a six day nap!'

I just shrugged my shoulders and opened up to the Digital Trips menu on my H.E.D.S phones, walking to the small couch I laid down and selected lone survival from the options.

YES CHAPTER THREE DONE.

I have a HUUUUGE Easter egg in this story, that is one of these three things.

1) some MAJOR hints on what's going to be happening in chapters to come, in the most random forms.

2) I secretly am one of the charters in this story.

3) or I do something like in BF4 with the megalodon. (And if I do something like this it won't be doing the same thing BF4 did)

sorry I forgot to add this in last chapter, Ember sounds like Angel from lady and the tramp 2.

well no doubt some of you are thinking I contradicted myself when I said Cyris wasn't acting as smart as he normally did, and when I said Cyris was acting like a savv, and the savvs were just as smart as they were before, well what I meant was that someone affected by the blood plague still knows how to unlock doors, use guns, drive vehicles if they learned how to drive, and all that. Not that they would have the same thinking abilities as we do when it came to fighting, or solving something. Meaning they let their rage control them instead of think through their problems.

and here is what I was saying for the(-)

(1) The "drop bridge" or the MTWS (Multi. Transportation. Warp. System) is a portal similar to the ground bridge the autobots have, but the just a little different. To travel through the drop bridge you must be moving a hundred miles per hour, and it is possible to travel through time and dimentions, as long as there is another "drop bridge" to be transported to. As for space, you can open a portal anywhere in the world as long as it is in the present and the same dimension it resides in.

(2) the humming sounds just like a light disc from TRON legacy

(3) or bullets for those of you who know nothing about guns

(4) Ratchet must have been working a bit too much on his project to noticed the captain turn into a meteor on his screens XD

(5) Yes Cyris is an undead being, and this will be explain later in the story

(6) a rapidly spinning disc the spits out a wheel of fire

(7) H*** storm missiles or RAMIS's (Rapid. Advance. Missile. Impact. System) are ten foot by one foot tungsten rods turned into missiles loaded with 50 pounds of C4, 10 pounds of thermite, and 5 gallons of gasoline, and is commonly used by the parödons in dangerous situations. How it works is a parödon will select the spots hit, set the angle, height, and distance they impact from a "drop bridge" they postioned, and give the ok to fire. After firing the missiles go through the "drop bridge" and head straight for their target.

(8) basically super heated lava

so thats it, as always please leave a review telling me what you'd like to have or removed in the story, and just know I WILL NOT PUT IN ANYTHING R OR M RATED in the story it is strictly a T rated story, and I AM OUT, peace, have a good one, see ya next time, and I am signing off until the next chapter. Bye ;)