A/N: Sweet. This story is going really nice. Thanks for the reviews guys. The really help me with it. And our porch is almost done. Just a few more days and it should be done. And it may take me a bit longer for updates. My councilor at school emailed my mom saying that he was concerned about me slipping in my grades, even though about a month has passed since school started. But I'm working really hard to keep my grades up. I know I'm a good student and all, but I fear that my mean math teacher is doing a big number on stressing me out and stuff. I don't like her. But I will continue to update daily. And my dad got me two Transformers from Transformers Robots in disguise 2015. I got Ratchet, which isn't like Prime-verse :(. That made me sad. But I also go the artic Optimus. They look so cool and they were being a stubborn aft when it came to transforming them. But I love them. And a fire happened at the school today. A small one and we are like is there a fire drill. And then I realized it could be real cause the teachers didn't even know about it. A firetruck came and at first they couldn't find the fire, but then found it. Which is good cause automotive class has a ton of flammable things like oil and gasoline. And I left everything in the classroom except for my phone thinking it was fake. Then when I heard it wasn't I freaked out. I mean I can replace a lot of things, but not the wallet that my friend made me. Nor my book. But it was terrible being out in the heat for so long. But everything is alright so don't panic. I'm still alive.

Guest: I do have more.

Optimus' girl (guest): Alright Grimlock is now your friend/guardian. I'm sure your carrier and sire will tell tons of stories about him don't worry. I'm also sure that Serenade will really like you. Ironhide would love to meet you and spoil you. I can add in your twin sister. It won't be a problem for me.

zero fullbuster (guest): Thanks and you're welcome. Here's what happens next.

XxXSkylarxRatchetXxX: Glad that you like the name Serenade. Your brothers will protect you from the bad nightmares. The Terror Twins are in Iacon with Sunstreaker painting and Sideswipe selling them. They also take care of their pet/roommate Bob the insecticon. It is a great move. During AOE I must say that in my opinion Ratchet wasn't dead. His body yes but not his spark. It was still pulsing blue when Lockdown ripped it out, unlike Jetfire's spark, which went dark when he pulled his out. I shall update so don't worry. I keep getting ideas. Mainly from thinking about Kubo and the two strings. It gave me such perfect ideas for this story. Good thing I remembered them.

Pairings:

MegatronxOptimus Prime

WheeljackxBulkhead

RatchetxIronhide

SmokescreenxBumblebee

BreakdownxKnock Out

JazzxProwl

GrimlockxNightstar (oc)

SoundwavexBlaster

Warnings: kissing, mentions of interfacing, violence, fluff, possibly sadness in future chapters, birth, and mpreg. And mentions of rape.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters. And I don't know about the characters that I have been given ideas from others. But they get the credit for making them.

"Hi swire," Skylar said, sitting next to her sire's arm with her siblings.

"We miss you," said Ironfrost.

"Yeah. And school is great," said Trailblazer.

"Hope you wake up soon," said Skylar.

"Carrier misses you a lot. He cries and sometimes locks himself up in his room and makes weird noises that sounds like he's hurt and drinks this light purple energon that is hidden in the cupboard," said Trailblazer. "So you have to wake up soon."

Optimus was quite startled with what Trailblazer had just said. His carrier was drinking and... um yeah, private things. He would have to talk to him about that. He wondered if the dinobots or even Kup knew what was going on. His carrier walked in and Optimus motioned for his siblings to go with First Aid, who stood outside the door. The medic assistant took them to go get some energon. Optimus turned back to his sire and sat next to him.

"Please wake up soon sire. They are learning so much. Skylar misses you the most. She's sure your little femme," said Optimus. "I miss you also. Hot Rod and Alnilam have gotten curious about the world around them. I plan on taking them to Earth when they are older for a family vacation. I plan on bringing all of Team Prime and the former Decepticons. The humans will be there and I hope that you are awake when that happens. I love you sire."

Optimus sat up straight and faced his carrier.

"Trailblazer said some... things that are concerning to me," said Optimus.

"And what would those be?" asked Ratchet.

"She said that you lock yourself in your room and... self-service yourself, and that it sounds like you are hurting yourself. And drinking High Grade? You're around sparklings and you're drinking," said Optimus.

"So what? It's my life and I'm a whole lot older than you. I can drink if I like to," said Ratchet.

"Yes but it could mean that you will do and say some unforgivable things. I will not risk that. I will be taking my siblings until you have controlled this. It is for their own safety, and your own," said Optimus.

"You can't do that," Ratchet scoffed.

"Yes I can. I will keep them safe until you are in a stable form. I will also being sending someone for you to be talking to," said Optimus. "No more arguments. I must do this, no matter what you say or do."

"Fine. Do whatever the Pit you want. See if I care," said Ratchet. "But I don't want to be seeing you again."

Optimus felt hurt. His spark stung with rejection. That's what his creators had said before throwing him out onto the streets. He didn't say or do anything but leave the room. He took the triplets and let to his home. Megatron greeted him after putting the twins asleep. He noticed the pained, sad face of his mate when he sat the triplets in front of the T.V. Megatron told them to stay put and that they would be back soon. Then he took his mate outside.

"Orion what's wrong?" asked Megatron.

"Ratchet said... some things to me. He has been self servicing himself and drinking High Grade. I told him that I would be taking the triplets until he could control himself. I also said that I would be sending him someone to talk to so that they can help him mentally. Then he told me that he never wanted to see me again," Optimus spilled out.

"Oh Orion. I'm sure he didn't mean it. He was probably drunk," said Megatron.

"No he wasn't. He was himself. It hurt so much. Those were the exact words my creators told me before dumping me on the streets," said Optimus. "It's a disaster. I've got to deal with the terrorists, Starscream surrendering himself to them, taking the triplets to school, picking them up, making sure that things are still in order, check up on each city, fill out reports, take care of the twins, making sure that sire is going to wake up, just so much more going on."

"I know love, I know. It's a lot but we'll get through it together. I promise," Megatron whispered in his audio before gently licking and kissing it.

Optimus felt better. He had just hoped that his carrier didn't mean it. They went back inside to spend time with the triplets.

~~~government base- Earth

The large purple mech smashed through jets and carriers. He went to a hanger wall and created a dark purple, glowing blade. Slowly he carved into the cement wall before leaving. There was no doubt that the humans would send it to Cybertron' to the Prime.

~~~next day, Optimus' office

Optimus was busy filling out reports when he got a live message. He accepted the request and Agent Fowler appeared on the screen. He did not look please at all.

"Prime we have a problem here," said Fowler.

"And what would that be Agent Fowler?" asked Optimus.

A picture popped up of the ruined base and the carved wall.

"This happened not too long ago. Reports show that a large purple robot came in and started to destroy the base before carving in a message to a hanger wall and leaving," said Fowler.

Optimus read the carving carefully. It was a bit hard to make out with the slightly blurred picture.

I'm coming for you Prime. My followers and I shall wait when the two moons and star line up. Be prepared to face your doom.

G.

Optimus continued to stare at the image.

"I have doubts that your planet is in trouble. This robot is coming after me, so he must be of Cybertronian origin. Inform me if more of these attacks happen, but I don't think they will," said Optimus.

"Will do Prime. I'll see you at the celebration," said Fowler and signed off.

Optimus pondered on the message that was engraved for him. The next time the two moons and the star line up wouldn't be for another three years at least. Something must of been happening on that day. Something important to the unknown mech. He finished his reports and checked the time. it was time to go pick up the triplets from school.

Optimus walked out and transformed before heading to the school. He went into the transformation lot and went into root mode, waiting patiently for his siblings to get out. The bell rang and sparklings and younglings of all ages and sizes came pouring out like a flooded dam. His siblings ran straight to him and latched onto his legs.

"Hi wrother," said Skylar. "Can we go see swire?"

"I'm afraid not little one. Your carrier and I got into a fight yesterday and he said some things to me. I'm giving him some space to clear his mind of things," said Optimus, mostly telling the truth.

"Ota wrother," said Skylar. "Let's go. We're hungry and I want to see Megatron."

"Alright, move back while I transform. And remember to put your safety belts on," said Optimus.

"We will," said Trailblazer.

Optimus got down and transformed into his Earth semi alt. mode. The triplets scrambled in and buckled up. Optimus headed out and to avoid his public fans, he took a rarely used way. Screams of fear and pain made the semi screech to a sudden stop. Optimus softly ordered his siblings out and transformed.

"Stay over there you three. I'll check things," said Optimus, his blaster and blade drawn.

The red and blue Prime walked towards some buildings when the screams came again. He ran towards the source and found a shocking scene. A youngling was pinned up to a wall by two mechs. A femme raked small blades that came from her fingertips down his already abused wings. His cries for help went unanswered. The femme laughed and started to choke him. The two other mechs stepped away, letting the youngling fall to his knees while he was still being choked. His frame went limp. Optimus had to stop it.

"Step away from him now," Optimus commanded.

The three looked startled and suddenly very afraid. They had been caught by the Prime. The femme let go and stumbled away behind the mechs. The other mech fell to the ground, coughing and gulping in deep breaths of air.

"Now tell me, why were you harming him?" Optimus asked harshly, weapons down but ready to be used.

"I-I-I-I-I... he... we," the femme stuttered.

"I'm taking all three of you into the police. They will deal with you," said Optimus. "Don't even try to run away. I will catch you."

The three younglings trembled from where they stood. They started to cry, not wanting to go to jail. Optimus called in Prowl and Jazz as he approached the injured seeker. The seekerling shook hard with pain. Optimus laid a gentle servo on his shoulder, making him scream and pull away, but regretting it. His wings were heavily damaged and his chest was cracked open, showing his dimmed spark.

"Shh... I'm not going to hurt you. I wish to help you," said Optimus.

"N-no," the seekerling said. "You'll j-just hurt me."

"I promise I won't hurt you. I just want to help you," said Optimus. "Now what's your name?"

"Photon," the seekerling said.

"Well Photon, I'm going to take you to a special friend on mine to help you," said Optimus.

Prowl and Jazz drove up and had the triplets following them. They ran up to their brother and Prowl cuffed the three crying younglings together. Jazz soothingly talked to Photon to get him to talk a bit about what happened. Photon didn't want to talk about it and Jazz respected that.

"Let's take them in Jazz. You can get them to talk," said Prowl.

"Aright," said Jazz.

Prowl dragged the younglings away. Optimus gently picked up the injured seeker and cradled him close to his chest. Optimus guessed he was about 9 or 10 in human years. His siblings followed closely, not asking about the seeker. Optimus walked all the way to the hospital, contacting Knock Out to be prepared for an injured patient.

"What happened to him Prime?" asked Knock Out when he arrived.

"He was attacked by three other younglings. Jazz and Prowl are taking care of them now," Optimus answered, then looked down at the seeker in his arms. "This is my special friend I was talking about. He's going to take good care of you. I promise. And when you are all better, I will take you home with me and we can talk then."

"Alright," said Photon. "What do I call you?"

"You may call me Optimus," the Prime answered.

"Can I call you carrier instead?" asked the seekerling innocently.

Optimus smiled warmly and nodded his head. "Yes you may Photon. I would love it if you did."

"Alright," said Photon, slipping into recharge.

"Contact me when he is better Knock Out. I'm going to have Kup look after the triplets so that I can speak with Megatron alone," said Optimus.

"Go Prime. I'll take care of him for you," said Knock Out.

Optimus nodded and set the injured seekerling down on the gurney that was next to the red medic. He looked at him when Knock Out took him back to get working on fixing his injures. He wondered why he was attacked.