Alright, first a giant thanks to Challenger2011 who made it possible that you can read this chapter today, 'cause I kinda messed up pretty bad and had to write the whole thing yesterday and today...

That's why it's probably a bit... bumpy to read, but no worries I'm gonna fix that next year when I find some time ;)

Right now, I hope you all enjoy the last part of this story.

The AllSpark Needs a Body

Part 4

Journey to the Core

Optimus POV

There it was, in all its glory.

"Cybertron," I whispered to myself quietly.

It felt good as my feet touched the pure metal ground again and the aching pain in my chest nearly disappeared. By the end of the day, it would be gone completely, as the AllSpark would have revived our very home once and for all. And who knew, in a few vorns, maybe it would be like back in the golden age again. Each Autobot shattered across the galaxy could return home to their beloved and maybe... maybe... maybe Elita was there too. As there was nothing else heard of Alpha Trion and his death was, to everyone's dismay, the most plausible reason for his sudden disappearance, I would certainly be the one to reconstruct the relationships of Cybertron's heads and citizens and keep the peace. Something would have to happen before, though. The Decepticons had to be either destroyed or persuaded that the war would bring them nothing more than another destruction of our home planet.

As I turned around, I saw the equal expressions of awe and a hint of hope in my fellow Autobots optics as their feet touched homeland again. Megatron and Unicron did not let any expressions be found on their faces. Did their hate consume the fire that burnt in every single one of our sparks for our home? Our planet?

But as I looked down to Miko, my joy and delight disappeared immediately. I certainly desired to return to this planet. To revive it, but did that not contravene against each and every rule which made the Prime's so dignified.

Third POV

"We will have to hurry. Humans may be able to breath in Cybertron's atmosphere, but the lack of oxygen will show it's affects after a few joors," Knock Out stated as he let a quick scan brush over the girl. Bulkhead growled and Ratchet protectively stepped forward, shielding her from the Decepticon medic.

"W-wait! We're in Kaon again?" Arcee asked as she saw the statue to her right. The giant copy of Megatron standing right atop the gate. "The entrance to the core isn't in Kaon, is it?"

Optimus shook his head, "No, the entrance to the core is in the center of Protihex."

"Well, we'd have to get through Nova Cronum, Tagan Heights and Crystal City to get there!" Bulkhead exclaimed leaving half of the remaining Decepticon troops looking at Megatron questioningly. The Autobots and Vehicons did not posses the ability of flight, thus they would have to travel on land, which would take much longer.

"Then I suggest you push along, Autobot," Starscream snorted and transformed. His armada followed his example and they flew off to scout the safest and fastest way.

In the end, Unicron was the last one to remain in his robot mode. There was no time for searching an alternative one; therefore he would be making up a vital part of the rearguard along with the Insecticons and Dreadwing.

The AllSpark entered Optimus' driver cabin as they got surrounded by the other Autobots and the remaining Vehicons. Megatron took the lead, had his radars at full capacity. This time, nothing would get into his way. There would be a planet for him to rule.

::Guys? Did you arrive?::-Rafael

Arcee swerved a bit and answered before Bumblebee could.

::Where's Jack? Did Fowler take him?::- Arcee

::Nope. I'm alright 'Cee. But are you guys on Cybertron?::-Jack

The two-wheeler sighed with relief and could see Miko smile slightly inside Optimus driver cabin.

She sat there silently, did nothing except for staring out the window. Her hands were placed in her lap and every once in a while she lifted one up to wipe a streak of black hair out of her vision.

::We arrived safely, though we still have a long way before us until we get to the core.::-Ratchet

::Define long way. A few hours, a day or more than a month?::-special agent W. Fowler

This time, no one answered. Not because they did not know the answer. Simply because they would not reply to one who was as near the perfidy that he even threatened to arrest one of his own.

::Hello? Guys? Do you copy?::-Rafael

::We are not sure yet, but it will hopefully not take much longer than a few hours.::-Ratchet

(-)

They had to take a few detours as most of the highways were completely destroyed but finally the Flyers came back in sight and placed themselves lightly in front of Lord Megatron and Optimus Prime, guiding the way.

::A little change in plans. We may not cross Nova Cronum but take the tunnels towards Uraya. We will cross Iacon and you can travel over the Tri-Torus Loop so that you might reach Protihex in time.::- Starscream

Arcee drove a little closer to Ratchet, certainly being a bit puzzled. "There are tunnels under Kaon that leads to Uraya? I have never heard of those before."

Then, the seeker made a dive and led them down into a clearly confusing labyrinth of tunnels. Fortunately, he appeared to know where he was flying to. The tunnels weren't big enough for two Flyers next to each other, but they were high enough to allow the Autobot's drive along beneath them.

"These tunnels look by far too intact to me. As if they haven't seen anything of the war..." Bulkhead mumbled as he passed Bumblebee and drove next to Optimus, catching the sight of an obviously pleased AllSpark. But he backed away a little, when she turned to face him.

"That is because the Decepticon's did not intend in showing their direct path to Uraya, and thus also Iacon, to the enemy. They also kept it as a secret from most of their troops, to avoid transmitted knowledge by traitors or spies," she said and Optimus send it over the comm. link to his fellow Autobots, so that they could hear the answer.

::Starscream apparently knew about them...::-Bumblebee

And he was right. The seeker did not hesitate a single nano-klik as he crossed the many different tunnels, turned right and left and headed straight again. His armada followed him without any doubt, just as Megatron did. Was there even another option for the Autobots then to trust them with what they were doing? Megatron could simply lead them into an ambush and take the AllSpark regardless. But wouldn't it know that before then? It would warn them, wouldn't it?

Suddenly, the seeker abruptly came to a halt and transformed. His armada followed his example, though no one really understood why, until they saw the walls.

"Oh no! Not again!" Bulkhead exclaimed as he transformed as well.

"There is only this path leading to Altihex and Uraya. I fear there is no other option left than to cross it. Cautiously," the seeker said as he charged his weapons and started walking forward, taking the lead.

Arcee had to admit, he possessed more courage than he had let anyone of them ever see. She hated to believe that he had always been like this, but the two-wheeler knew it. The second in command would never have received his title if he had truly been as craven as he always presented himself to others. This Starscream seemed to have earned his post as a second in command. Now she finally understood why Optimus had wanted him so badly to join their cause in the early days of the war. She did not know what happened back then, but she knew that something had made Starscream choose the Decepticon's sides and that Optimus thought he could have prevented that from happening if he had done something different.

The AllSpark exited the Prime's vehicular form and stepped forward, laying a hand on one of the deep furrows in the tunnel's metal. Her fingers drove along it and she lifted her head to give Megatron a look.

"Alright then. I believe we may have to face some other vermin," he hissed and his sword shot out of his armor.

The AllSpark grimaced and looked up at him as if trying to tell him something, but as the dark Lord didn't look her in the eyes, out of purpose, she decided against speaking up. He knew very well that she was an opponent to every act of cruelty. Just like he knew how his remark referred to the human race.

"Stay close together. They will be splitting up if they see us and we'll have less to destroy," Starscream said and Megatron stepped next to him, taking the lead.

"The sooner we leave these tunnels the better," Knock Out murmured and activated his saw blade.

Optimus laid his hand on the ground and she sat down on it, though with hesitation as she saw the pain in Bulkhead's optics. Of course the AllSpark knew how close the former Wrecker had been to the creature which had provided her this body, but he had to understand that death, even for beings in such a young age, belonged to life. That it was meant to be like this and would forever stay this way. He closed his optics for a second, clenched his hands to fists as he tried to control his emotions. Optimus received a nod from him, to show that he was alright.

The Vehicons made up a shield around the Autobots though mainly to protect the AllSpark. They charged their weapons and all of them started heading forward to Altihex. Ratchet could tell that it was still a few clicks due north and he did not like that thought at all. And he certainly disliked that he was in an unknown area surrounded by Decepticons which he was dependent to. He was a medic for Primus sake and medics knew the tunnels they were heading through. Until now Ratchet had actually thought that he had known each and every tunnel existent on Cybertron. He had been send through so many battlefields and had to learn their possible ways the hard way. But never had he been in one that none of his comrades knew.

Bumblebee flinched slightly as he heard the sharp cracking of metal above him. He kept running along next to Arcee and beeped silently, but his beeping went under in the noise of their feet banging on the metal. Unfortunately, it took only a few breems until the cracking came more often and it got louder and closer.

"I guess we're getting company!" Knock Out exclaimed and imperceptibly hid himself behind Soundwave. "I won't even imagine what those pests could do to my paint job!"

The metal screeched as Starscream abruptly changed directions and took a tunnel to their left. The reason was soon to be seen and to everyone's dismay, the AllSpark did as well.

They could not get more than a vague picture of what was in that tunnel, but it must have been more than thirty, probably even more than fifty half eaten, lifeless youngling frames. Some of them not even the size Jack was. Lying there, cuddled close to each other, probably since the late days of the war. Their optics were dim, of red color and blue, and yet both fractions had tried to help each other, console each other. They probably hadn't even understood yet what the war was about and that, a few vorns later, they may would have had to battle each other.

Optimus knew what they had seen there. In the darkest days of the Great War on Cybertron, many younglings and sparklings had lost their families. Most of them were destined to be raised by foster parents, but before that they were all taken to the orphan homes which were built in the safes area of Cybertron, but even there the war had left its traces. They must have fled from upper Iacon or probably even the neutral territories and have found these tunnels but either didn't find a way out or were too exhausted to keep trying.

"Prepare for the attack!" a Vehicon called out and as Arcee dared to turn around and look for the Vehicon, she saw the first swarm. They just came around the corner and the noise of their teeth, banging on each other as they announced their coming, was so unbelievably loud that it was hard to understand Starscream's instructions. The first Drone got taken out by the swarm and Arcee just couldn't look away as it screamed for help and stretched its arms out to her. But no one came to its assist.

Then, a hand laid on her back and as she turned to the one who was pushing her forward she couldn't really belief her eyes. Knock Out! She kept running faster, tried to keep up with the red colored Decepticon but he kept his hand on her back, pushing her forward, trying to make her faster.

"What...?" she uttered while she still tried to become faster but her legs just couldn't move that quickly.

"Lord Megatron ordered that there were to be no Autobot victims this solar cycle. The AllSpark would be by far too distraught about that," the Decepticon's medic merely answered. He did not look her in the eyes, but she could see the determined expression on his face and was surprised that Knock Out risked his paint job to save hers.

Suddenly, the shooting started. Knock Out still pushed her forward so that she could impossibly look back, but she heard the screeching and screaming mixed with many, many shots who apparently didn't hit anything. She could also hear the sharp cracking of metal getting torn apart as the scraplets started with their appetizer.

The AllSpark in the Prime's hands did not seem to notice anything. She sat there, her face like carved of stone. The disgust and grief too obvious. She had seen the younglings' corpses and Megatron could beat Starscream to scrap for making their presence in the tunnels so obvious.

All of a sudden, the seeker stopped. His feet on the metal screeched as he came to a halt and turned around.

"A dead end!" Bulkhead shouted over the noise of the screaming scraplets to his commander who placed the girl on the remnants of the collapsed tunnel. He hated nothing more than those tiny metal pests.

Then the Prime stepped forward again, next to his former Mentor, brother and opponent, his battle mask activated, his cannons charged.

"Autobots!"

"Decepticons!"

"Attack!"

And as the scraplets came closer and closer, the Vehicons shot forward, aiming for the ridiculously small insects, bringing one after the other down, just like the Autobots and the remaining Decepticons who shot from the distance.

But still the Vehicons fell one after another and the scraplets came so dangerously close, that it did not make a difference if they charged forward to attack them or if they waited for them to come.

Starscream, Megatron, and Optimus were the ones to build a shield around the AllSpark and to lead the others. But in the end they couldn't keep the scraplets from starting a direct attack. And there were coming more. One could hear them behind the tunnel walls, and echoing through the whole tunnel system. And one could hear something else echoing.

A battle cry appeared to be coming from out of nowhere and suddenly, as the next swarm of scraplets turned around the corner, Unicron stormed into them and shot them down. Bumblebee didn't know what kind of weapon that was, but it apparently send dark energon from out of his hands directly into the scraplets bodies and let them offline immediately.

Unfortunately, Unicron couldn't offline them as fast as new ones came and even with the Autobots and Decepticons assist, the scraplets appeared to never cease.

Bulkhead thought it was probably the sixth swarm that just came around the corner and he did not know how much longer they would be able to last, as they suddenly flew right past them, literally ignored them. Since when did scraplets ignore potential food? Especially living metal? The answer was too unpredictable and yet so obvious.

Thousands of scraplets headed towards Miko and even the ones who were already eating let go of their victims. They sat on the ground the walls or the rubble with still opened mouths, showing their teeth. Miko stood there, still this mourning expression on her face as she stretched out a hand and touched one of the scraplets between its optics. They turned around and stared at the Autobots with their mouths torn open, showing rows over rows of sharp teeth going through metal like through flesh.

Miko took a step forward and they returned their gazes back to her, stepping out of the way, but still looking at her... pleading? She held her head down, stretched out her hands so that they could nudge their heads against them, but shook her head as an answer to their question. Then, they closed their mouths and blinked at the Bots as if they were the most innocent beings ever existed.

"Why, out of everything you could have created, did you make scraplets?" Bulkhead mumbled as he examined the wounds on his armor.

She stepped closer, smiled up at her creation, the Wrecker who proofed to have more than just the spark on the right place.

"Because I could not just make your own kind to be your kinds' only potential enemies, could I?"

And then the screaming of metal was heard again, but this time the scraplets ate away the rubble that was in their way. It was gone in less than half a breem and the scraplets stepped aside to let them through.

Miko whispered something to them in a strange Cybertronian dialect, that only the chaos bringer appeared to understand and recognize, and then went on through the tunnels, the others following behind.

(-)

It wasn't a long way anymore until they came to the exit of the tunnel. It was a gap, just high enough so that Megatron and Optimus could fit through, but as they got out, they finally got reminded of the worst battles of the last days of war again, most of whom had been held here in Altihex, shortly before the Decepticons had been able to launch a devastating attack on Iacon.

Everything was burned down and destroyed. Wheeljack and Bulkhead remembered the day too well, just like Starscream did. As the civilians had hijacked one of the towers to demonstrate against the war, while the Decepticons were attacking. They had desperately tried to evacuate them, but the civilians did not cooperate, what ended in the destruction of the tower and them.

The tower was even visible from there. It wasn't much more than a collapsed, black bunch of rubble, but it had once been a truly imposing building.

Starscream coughed, to get their attention again.

"You will be taking the Tri-Torus Loop to Uraya and from Uraya to Iacon. Iacon is directly connected with Protihex through another part of the Tri-Torus Loop," he explained to the small group of Autobots and the seventeen remaining Vehicons, including the single higher ranked grounder they had, Knock Out.

"As far as I know, Altihex also has a direct connection to Iacon. Why do we make such a detour like that?" Arcee asked, hands on her hips.

"Because the Tri-Torus Loop got destroyed by the 'Cons as they attacked Altihex during the last days of the war," Wheeljack answered looking right at Starscream, who looked right back.

"Exactly," he said and transformed.

Just then, Dreadwing approached with five Insecticons, the furrows on their bodies showed too significantly why there were only five left. Insecticons were even more helpless when it came to attacking scraplets than normal Cybertronians were.

"Lord Megatron. The last swarms appear to be... replete," he said and bowed lightly before the AllSpark as he saw her.

"We know, Dreadwing. Fly ahead and secure the area of Uraya! Starscream, you, Soundwave and the other Flyers will make up the rearguard! I will lead the way."

Then they all transformed and the girl got into Optimus once more. Unicron walked the way from Altihex to Uraya and made up another part of the rear guard again.

Bumblebee for once tried to forget the war and imagined how it must have been to drive along the Tri-Torus Loop in the Golden age. How free one must have felt. He didn't even get disturbed by some of the holes blown into the Loop. As long as they could travel on it, it was fine to him.

And because they were relatively near the end of Altihex, it did not take them long to reach Uraya.

(-)

The former city-state turned out to be in an even worse shape than Altihex. As far as Optimus Prime could recall the events, some of Megatron's followers had bombed the city to its total destruction.

No one said a word as they passed the ruins and probably even some of their old friends. Arcee didn't even dare looking around. Who knew who was beneath all that rubble? Some of her old unit? Probably even Chromia or Flareup? She prayed for it not to be like that. But somewhere on this old planet were her friends, her family, her partners, Tailgate.

Megatron nearly disappeared behind the buildings as he flew above the city. Did he feel any regret to what he'd done to his own home?

"Yes, Arcee. He does," the AllSpark suddenly said. She could only hear it because she was driving so close to Optimus, didn't even realize how close.

"This planet meant more to him than you think."

She knew Optimus heard the girl, but he did not react in any way to what she said. He probably did not even think about it, or he already knew.

Bulkhead believed everyone was glad as they left Uraya and took the shorter Tri-Torus Loop towards Iacon. The towers there were still standing higher than anything else on Cybertron and still held the same magnificence as eons ago. They were already visible when they had just exited Uraya.

Unfortunately, the Tri-Torus Loop led past a few very important buildings of Iacon. Like for example the Hall of Records. Arcee had to admit she had never really paid attention to this building. She hadn't been in Iacon that often anyways, but as Optimus drove a bit slower, she could see how much it meant to him.

"This is where everything started. Had you not heard from the gladiator here..., who knows what would have happened?" the AllSpark whispered.

"Am I... permitted to ask you a question about the past?" he asked silently. None of their companions heard them. They didn't even pay more attention to them than usual.

"You are permitted, Orion."

"If I had not paid attention to what I had heard back then... if I hadn't gone to Alpha Trion with the information I have had... would there have ever been a war?" The AllSpark could hear his grief and the heavy guilt he has had to bear on his shoulder for so many centuries.

"You did pay attention, because I created you like you are. You were supposed, destined to hear Megatronus. Though it pains me to admit that so many of you died under purpose, I had to bring Cybertron back to its true notions. Freedom and the right to decide for oneself what is best. You have treated yourself as machines, what I could not see any longer. But I cannot see the death and pain and cruelty any longer either. This is why you have become a Prime. Optimus Prime, student of Alpha Trion, heir of the thirteen, carrier of the Matrix, chosen by Primus; You will lead this world to peace."

Optimus did not reply anything. There was nothing to reply anyway. Wheeljack and Bulkhead positioned themselves next to him and took him the sight of the hall. He was glad about that. Thinking about the past was not helpful in this moment and he certainly hadn't got any time for it. His fellow Autobots needed a strong leader who knew what was to do, not one who wished he had never become a Prime.

"Very little of the great leaders ever wish to become one," Alpha Trion had once told him after he had received the Matrix of Leadership. Optimus knew that there always had to be one and he did not wish any of his comrades to have to bear such a burden.

He suddenly felt how the AllSpark changed its position. It laid back, closed its eyes and stayed like this. He could hear a rasp every time she breathed.

::Ratchet, I believe the atmosphere is already starting to affect her well-being.::-Optimus Prime

::I already supposed it would start in one or two breems. We can't do anything Prime, but don't worry, the AllSpark is going to be alright.::-Ratchet

Wheeljack snorted.

::Who for Primus sake cares about the AllSpark? What's with Miko? You're not really trying to tell us that we should already be forgettin our lil girl, are you Doc?::-Wheeljack

No one answered him, because it was just like he said. Miko would survive until they were at the core, but how big was the chance that her body would survive the travel back, if it already was affected by the atmosphere so that it was obvious right now?

They passed the last towers of Iacon, traveled further on the Loop and already saw the Insecticons and Dreadwing come back once more. The whole procession went slower in order to give Lord Unicron a chance to catch up with them. Neither Megatron nor Optimus or any of the others understood why the Chaos Bringer let himself sink down to such a level. He was being treated like a foot soldier! Why would he bow before anyone? The answer was clear. Optimus would be more than willing to bow before Primus just like Megatron had been willing to bow before Unicron, but the AllSpark was a much higher posted dignity. It was the highest. It had created the Chaos Bringer and Primus, let alone all of the other species they did not know about yet.

The Tri-Torus Loop went on and on and on. It wouldn't have taken so long if they were traveling faster or had just taken a Space- or GroundBridge from Iacon to Protihex, but the chance of finding one which was still functional was rather small.

In the rear-view mirror, Optimus saw Starscream, Soundwave and the last of the Decepticon Flyers approach. It took a few more breems until they finally entered Protihex and the Flyers plus Unicron rejoined them.

"Hmmm... I've never been to the core before, so... where is it?" Knock Out asked the Prime as he let the AllSpark exit. He still did not like the way it sounded when she breathed. The rasp got louder and louder.

"We will have to go to the Well. That is the most direct path to the core."

Megatron transformed and landed before them, "Regarding that none of us possesses the knowledge to where the Well is located; I suggest you lead our way from now on, Optimus."

The Prime nodded, walked past his opponent and directly towards the center of Protihex. Arcee caught up with him, knowing that Wheeljack and Bulkhead would not let any of the Decepticons near the girl.

"Optimus, are you certain you should lead him to the very center of Cybertron? If it's really going to be revived, what would keep him from just going down there and threaten us to do this again? I have a bad feeling about this..." The Autobot leader frowned and looked down at the two-wheeler.

"You are right to worry, Arcee. But I believe not even Megatron would be so blind to make the same mistake twice."

She nodded, "I hope you are right Optimus. I really hope you are."

"I never expected the day to come that I would be the one wandering around on my siblings' lifeless husk! Would it not have been more likely that I had destroyed him with my raw power?"

Bumblebee did not know what to do as the Chaos Bringer talked to himself right behind the scout. He tensed and tried to walk a bit to the side, saw that Knock Out too was coward as he was walking to the other side next to Unicron, looking provocatively to the other side as if there was something else to see except for ruins and rubble.

The AllSpark longed for the old days on this planet. The days when the younglings had been playing on the streets where the long dead soldiers now laid. Where the buildings were so great and imposing the creatures from any world would travel here to see them. When there was nothing the high council had to care about less than the peace between them and their visitors from other worlds. The days when it had still been obvious that each of the Transformers held a spark with the very life source of Primus, of her. When Decepticons and Autobots had not been enemies yet. When the different fractions had not even existed yet.

She knew she was sacrificing a creature which had nothing to do with this war. She hadn't been responsible for their creation. Of course she had known them, as she knew everything, but she could not give them the girl back once her body died and she felt that it would, in short time. Its temperature was rising rapidly and breathing got harder and harder per each breath she took.

Then, suddenly her body got scooped up. She knew who it was, Bulkhead of course, but he did not look at her. To him, the AllSpark had stolen his best friend, his little girl. She would never be able to make amends if it came to the Wrecker. And yet he helped her as she was falling weak.

"We are there," Optimus Prime said, coming to a halt and turning around to Bulkhead and the AllSpark. Then he opened his chest plates, revealing the Matrix of leadership. The gate before him, a normal gate of which one would not really wonder what was held behind it, opened as he came closer, letting the Matrix unlock it. The Prime went down the stairs first, and then Bulkhead and the Autobots followed after. Wheeljack and Arcee were suspicious towards the Decepticons who would make up the end of their group, but went down nevertheless.

Knock Out shuddered as the gate abruptly closed behind him and he quickly onlined his headlights. Unicron grunted at that and murmured something about 'Decepticon cowards'.

At the end of the stairs they had to go through several aisles and at the end of each was another gate. But the gate they had to go through was the highest one and Optimus had to open his chest plates once more to get access.

Ratchet's optics widened as they saw the hall behind it. From any direction several paths led to a giant, flat ring of metal, held it in place and allowed visitors to walk upon it. Only a quarter of the ring was seen as the very core of Cybertron was so big that it shielded the rest.

Unicron stepped next to the Prime; the expressions on his face could be interpreted in a countless number of ways.

"It has been a long time... brother," he whispered as he slowly stepped closer to the core.

Bulkhead set the AllSpark on the ring and took a step back, so that he stood, like everyone else except for Unicron, behind the ring. She lifted herself up, raised her hands and lightly touched the core with her palms.

"My creation, my very own will, son to me, give me your hand and I will let you rise for the well of this and any race's future," she said once more in this strange Cybertronian dialect which no one of them could understand except for Unicron and Primus themselves.

It was a matter of nano-kliks in which a creature formed itself within the core and stepped out of the pure energy as a transformer. As Primus.

All at once, the Autobots and Decepticons bowed. Even Megatron did, though not for as long as the others. Unicron on the other hand stepped up to him, being only a bit taller than him and Ratchet didn't come around the thought of them being much like Optimus and Megatron. They gave each other the same gaze of regret and pure hate.

The AllSpark looked up at them and they turned their attention to her, bowed before her.

"Unicron, son of mine, I appeal on you; join us. Not in the core, but in the Well. Let for ones the peace be the victor so that we truly will be able to light the darkest hour. So that all will be one."

The two brethren looked at each other, darkness and light, bad and good, war and peace. Everything they embodied. Unicron nodded.

"My time has come, my war is long over. It has come the point where the first return at last."

The girl smiled and nodded up at him. Then she turned around towards Bulkhead, showed him to come down to her eye level. He did so, crouched down to the ground like he sometimes had done back when Miko had still been Miko. But he could not foresee what was coming then. She leaned close to his face and placed a kiss right between his optics.

"You are brave, Wrecker. May your courageous spark never end being that."

With weak legs, she walked over to the two giants, laying a hand on the servo of each.

"I have a last question if I may," Megatron suddenly said, stepping up onto the ring. The AllSpark followed him with her eyes.

"Who will win the war?"

She touched Primus and Unicrons hands and they stepped into the core, disappearing in its energy. Then she stepped onto the edge of the ring, turned her head once more to look at him.

"This war is not meant to be won. It is meant to be ceased."

And with these words, she went into the core, a bright wave of light coming from it as she did so and the present ones had to shield their optics from it. It ate it's was through the walls, the gaps the gorges until whole Cybertron was lightened up. It felt like joors but in the end it weren't more than a few nano-kliks until the light faded, not completely, though.

And then, a creature formed inside the energy, stumbled out of it, coughed and looked up.

"Bulkhead?" Miko asked with a high voice, swaying caused by her having problems to stand until her eyes closed and she fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Miko!" the Wrecker called out and rushed over to her, scooping the small creature up. Ratchet followed closely behind, flowing quick scans over her lifeless body. Optimus looked at her and shortly before Megatron and the Decepticon's disappeared he heard the Decepticon Lord say, "Indeed, Miko. Yours is the face I may never forget."

Suddenly horribly aware of what was going on behind him, Optimus turned to Ratchet and Bulkhead who were both bent over the little girl's frame. Only a frame or was there still life in it?

"Ratchet, how is her condition?" he demanded, feeling as if time went on so much slower than before.

"Her heart is still beating, but..." he looked up at the Prime, pure sadness in his eyes.

Bulkhead stood up, held her close to his spark, keeping his optics only on her how they had always been since he had met her.

"Heaven word, lost to the stars..."

Yeah, I know. Did not end this chapter with a space/ground Bridge sentence did I? I'm bad and *mimicking Starscream* unpredictable!

There is going to be an Epiloque because I won't be as cruel and simply let the story end like this. If you guys have any questions who are still left open by the story or have anything else I gotta put into the epiloque please write in the reviews or PM me :)

A big hug to all of you out there and please review! It's Christmas after all :D