It had only been three vorns since Fuchsia Prime, Blueshot, and Stargazer walked through the portal that they created several vorns after Fuchsia's Priming. Hibiscus, Wreakingball, and Hammerthrower, the final part of the team had stayed behind. Just in case anything bad decided to walk through the portal from the other side. Or in case the Dimensional Drives making the portal work kept going. They did not wish to be stranded in a universe such as this one without backup available. Or the ability to escape.

They were on a planet as large as cybertron, if not bigger. It was also filled with many human-like figures walking up and down the streets that made up it towns. Fields of red grass underneath the slowly setting suns case shadows on the three adventurers. But this peace discussed the terror that faced this planet every day. For from their observations, this planet, like their own, was at war. There was no good or bad in this war from what they could see. Just evil trying to take over the planet, and the planet defending themselves.

The evil beings were a combination of metal and mutated mulch. They looked a bit like human salt shakers, but made of a tough and sturdy bronze colored material, with glowing lights and a single eyestalk on the dome that made up their heads. Their weapons were a plunger and a single gun stick, but the three Cybertronians knew not to underestimate them. The plunger could suck out the information stored in the brain, and who knows what it could do to one of their kind. They called themselves, Daleks.

The other side, the one fighting for their planet. Were so human-like yet unhuman like it was confusing. They had two hearts, and different vascular system. They didn't die after being shot in the chest, the changed. A golden light emitting from their skin, changing their appearance, if not gender at times. Even the personality changed. They had machines that could travel time and space, and even perhaps, jump dimensions. They called themselves Time Lords. There was only one Time Lord that Fuchsia found interesting, because of his interactions with humans. His name was simply, Doctor.

All of this they were able to get by looking into the records of the planet. It was called Galifrey. A large planet in the constellation of Kasterborous. If Cybertron had even existed in this dimension, it would be thousands of lightyears away. Blueshot kept saying they should go back, But Fuchsia insisted they stayed in case there was more information to be found.

Which brings us to their current location. They were edging their way to a fallen Dalek aircraft. It looked much like the flying saucer in human folklore, and they were hoping to find extra information. Stargazer kept watch as the two walked in through a hole in the side of the ship.

"So, you think we will find anything?"

"I'm unsure. There will either be a fountain of information, or there will be none." Fuchsia slightly shrugged, she was more focused on keeping her wings from hitting the low celling.

Blueshot, who was having a harder time with his feathered wings, dryly laughed, "Well, thanks for the vote of confidence. Hey, look theirs, the computer system."

The room, being tilted to the right, was empty. It was also surprisingly large, being tall enough for Fuchsia to stand upright, better for looking at the computer. She began to type, with Blueshot watching her back in case something happened. They both jolted as a single blue eyestalk came online across from them, "WHO IS THERE? EXPLAIN! EXPLAIN!"

"Blueshot, can you take care of that for me. I'm almost in."

Blueshot nodded, even though he knew she couldn't see him, "Yeah, I got this."

Slowly inching over, Blueshot transformed his left arm into a large cannon. It was so big, that most would not expect it, but it was his favorite weapon. Once he was in front of the dalek, he was glad to find that the gun stick was already disabled. AKA it was stuck under a large piece of equipment, and most likely damaged beyond compare. He smirked, "the names Blueshot. Who are you?"

"I AM A DALEK. I HAVE NO NAME. WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE? EXPLAIN! EXPLAIN!"

"whats your purpose?"

"I AM A DALEK SOILDER. WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE? The Dalek yelled back.

"HA. Hey Fuchsia, we got a real charmer over here."

Fuchsia chuckled, "Yeah, I can hear you guys. I got in, there isn't much. But this was a science ship, they were working on some sort of weapon."

"Yeah? What sort of weapon?" Blueshot asked, taking his eyes off the dalek, "the "I'm gonna kill the people of the planet" kind. Or the "I wana watch the planet explode" kind?"

"I can't tell. The files are too corrupted."

Blueshot should not have taken his optics off the dalek, for it took its weapon out of the metal structure of the ship, aiming at him, "YOU BOTH WILL ACCOMPONY ME TO THE DALEK SHIP AVALON! OR YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED!"

Blueshot, glad he still had his cannon out, shot a single plasma blast. Catching the dalek in the dome, which exploded. Showing the mutation inside. He grimaced, "Gross. So, do ya think we can go back now?"

Fuchsia shook her head, typing a little bit more, "I think we have to. Nobody on this hunk of rock knows what cybertron is. Nor the location of any autobots. I think this is a total bust."

Fuchsia nodded, turning to face Blueshot, as well as the way out. But she froze, there were what appeared to be several hundred Daleks surrounding them. She looked to Blueshot, transforming her servos into glowing swords, "Blueshot, we're surrounded."

"this is great." His smirk got wider, "We can attack from any direction."

"I love it when you're confident."

"I know." Blueshot transformed his other arm into a cannon, but it was too late.

He gasped as he felt something collapse on his wings. The beam holding up part of what became the roof collapsed from some daleks shooting at it. He could feel his wings become mangled underneath the heavy metal, shouting in pain from the sensation on his sensitive wings.

Fuchsia froze, a single, dark blue dalek came up to her. He had a larger gun, made up of three of the normal gun sticks that daleks had. And instead of a plunger, he has a wicked looking claw. He stared at her with his single optic, "My name is Dalek Mak. Come with me, or your friend will perish."

"why should I believe you?" Fuchsia demanded.

"No, don't even consider it." Blueshot gasped.

Fuchsia restated her question. Getting the answer, in the form of all the daleks aiming at Blueshot. She blinked. The Matrix of Protection was pulsing energy through her body, a single matrix blast could get them out of here. But something was telling her to back up.

"why would you want me?"

"Because you are very powerful, Fuchsia Prime. We could use you in our army." The Dalek answered, "We would prefer to get all of you robots to join us, but you will have to do."

"How do you know my name?"

"You hacked into our computer servers, leaving behind a trace. It was quite simple."

Fuchsia leaned down to the smaller being, "You are quite smart, for a dalek. What makes you so different? And what makes me think that you would leave the other parts of my team alone?"

"You can send you other compatriot, the yellow plane, to be with your pained friend. She can tell you when we all leave, and she can go home with him." Dalek Mak said calmly, "and I am different because I was made to be. Now if you would come with me."

Fuchsia's face wrinkled, walking over to Blueshot, who was still stuck under the metal. She was especially careful not to crush the daleks, who were separating like the red sea as she came through. She took his servo in hers, "now I need you to trust me."

Blueshot's face hardened, "what do you want me to do."

Under his breath he asked, "And why do you want me to trust these tin cans? They are just like deceptions."

"Blueshot, I need you and Stargazer to live. This will mean that I am captured, and I will need an escape route." She whispered, "and besides, I am not putting you in more danger. You need medical help."

Blueshot sighed, hard, as he looked into Fuchsia's optics. She was so beautiful in times like this. Even through his pain, and the wish that she wasn't about to go through with this, he could still find himself appreciating her beauty. Before her Priming, she had been pretty. But now, even without the blue flames, she was gorgeous.

But where she had once been cute and adorable, now she was graceful. Beautiful in a fierce way. She was as wild as the predicon half that she got from one of her parents. But as loyal and kind as the autobot half. As she turned, he could see the red Autobot symbol on her back, signifying her faction. A symbol that she shared, etched, into the very metal of her chest. but one could only see it from lose up it was so carefully etched. But the one on her back was loud, and available for all to see.

Before she rounded the corner, he called, "Goodbye, Fuchsia Prime. My leader."

"good bye, Blueshot, my second in command." She called back, a frown on her face.

As she exited the downed ship, Stargazer ran up to her, "Hey, wheres Blueshot? Did you find anything? What are you doing with the Daleks?"

Fuchsia put her servos on Stargazer's shoulders, "Stargazer, calm down. Blueshot can explain more. But he is stuck in the middle of the ship. Is collapsed on his wings, and he need immediate medical attention. Get him out of the rubble by any means necessary, and get him back to the portal. Get him medical attention as soon as possible. Alright?"

"All right. But what about you?"

Fuchsia looked down to the daleks surrounding their peds, "I must keep a promise. Stargazer, good luck."

Stargazer threw her arms around the magenta femme, "good luck, Fuchsia. I'll miss you."

Fuchsia nodded, "I will miss you too. Now go!"

Stargazer quickly disappeared behind her, and Fuchsia slowly followed the dark blue Dalek. He must have called for the largest ship, because one of the Dalek's saucers landed before her. Upon her entering, the Daleks strapped heavy chains around her wrists, and around her neck, tail and wings. Throwing her in a cell to wait. Not knowing what was going to happen the next day.