Proxy Note: This is a double update of sorts. Chapter 2 has been split into halves because of its length (16 pages total). This is the second half, so go back a chapter if you have not read the first half.

"Hurry up, Golds! I thought you were a cheetah?"

"Well, Cheetor, nobody's as fast as you with that jet pack on you."

"I was this fast in my first beast mode."

"Liar."

"I don't lie . . . I RUN!" Cheetor laughed. He was glad he could talk to someone, even if he liked picking on her. He had to admit he did think she was kind of pretty . . .

'Why does he do this?' Goldenwind thought. 'How can someone so happy be so mean . . .' But then she smiled. 'Not that I'm complaining, at least he doesn't ignore me.'

"Okay, Cheets, where is this Predacon?"

"Over here, and keep quiet . . . these guys are the nastiest guys you ever seen. They won't show any mercy if you get caught."

"You seem to know from a first hand experience." She intended it to be a joke but Cheetor nodded grimly.

"A spider's web is so fun, now be quiet." The femme bot did what she was told. Cheetor creeped closer and closer to the shadow he had pointed to earlier. Finally Cheetor was only a few feet. Then, he pounced. There was a small cry and a growl. Goldenwind came closer and looked at the Predacon.

It was green with yellow and black strips on his tail. "Who's this?"

"Buzzzz, Cat-bot not hurt Wazzzpinator, Wazzzpinator want's to be Cat-bot's friend!" The bug cried out. Cheetor laughed.

"Yeah, right bug-brain! You're a Pred!"

"Wazzzpinator not Predacon! Wazzzpinator wants to Mazzzimal like Cat-bot!"

"What-what do you mean?"

"Wazzzpinator hates being Predacon! Hates being blown up all the time! Wazzzpinator zzzeezzz Cat-bot help friendzzz, nobody ever helpzzz Wazzzpinator. Wazzzpinator wantzzz to be good like Mazzzimalzzz," Cheetor looked dazed, he jumped off Waspinator. Goldenwind looked at Cheetor and he looked back.

"What do you say, Golds?"

"Hey, you're boss."

"I am?"

"Yeah, you're obvious the most experienced bot here, so why shouldn't you lead?"

"Wazzzpinator will follow Cat-bot." Waspinator buzzed.

Cheetor thought for a minute, "Okay, I guess I'm the leader. Okay, Waspinator , you can be a Maximal. But you have to change your activation code first."

Waspinator nodded happily and went off-line for a nano second, then came back on. "Unit Waspinator now Maximal."

"Okay, Waspman. Lets head back to the base. And get you two unpacked."

Waspinator looked at Goldenwind for the first time. "Wazzzpinator not remember Cat-bird. Cat-bird new?"

"Yep, came out just two hours ago. I'm Goldenwind."

Waspinator just nodded and followed Cheetor. 'Great, I have a leader who acts like a child and a bug that doesn't speak right. What else can go wrong?'

"Two unknown signatures reported in Grid Delta." 'I knew it!', The fuzor thought, 'with my luck, they'll be two Preds with all their guns online.'

"Oh, man . . .I guess we have to find out what it is." Cheetor looked at his team mates.

"You guess? What, you don't know?" Goldenwind asked.

"Hey," Cheetor said, hurt by her question, "This is my first . . . cycle as a leader so cut me some slack, will ya?"

Goldenwind rolled her eyes, Cheetor saw this and growled. "Come on, lets go. If it's who I think they are, they are going to need some help."

"Who do cat-bot think they are?" Waspinator asked.

"Hopefully Depth Charge and Tigerhawk."

"But they were scrapped!" Goldenwind claimed.

"That's why we need to hurry, they might not be online for much longer." With that, Cheetor's jest came online and he took off, with Waspinator and Goldenwind behind him.

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The bot awake with a start. 'What, where am I . . what am I doing here . . .' He shook his head and looked around. 'A battle . . .wait . . .I remember now.' He looked down at his body, it was different than both his first two ones. He was still white, but without the cat head the cat head on his chest and without the wings of his second one. That could only mean one thing . . .

"Airrazor . . .Where are you?!" he called out. Airrazor, speak to me!"

"Tigatron? Oh, Tigatron!" she answered, running up to the sitting bot. "I thought I lost you! What happened?"

"When we were battling with Megatron, that blast must have separated us and turned us Transmetal." They looked down at their new forms. They looked much sleeker than before.

"Tigatron! Airrazor!" a youthful voice shouted out as the two bots were about to embrace. They turned and found Cheetor running towards them, laughing.

"Cheetor! Oh, Primus, we missed you!" Airrazor cried out and opened her arms along with Tigatron. Cheetor ran into the arms and the three hugged each other, laughing and talking all at once.

Two bots stared at the scene before them. "Tiger-bot and Bird-bot come back tranzzzmetal."

"Yeah, I remember Cheetor saying that they where captured by aliens and came back as Tigerhawk . . .hmmm, you guys must have had an interesting time!"

"No, Wazzzpinator had bad time . . . always getting zzzlaged and all . . ." the wasp buzzed. Somehow, Goldenwind understood and was about to say something else when Cheetor called out.

:Hey, guys! Come meet Tigatron and Airrazor!" The two bots shrugged and climbed down. Goldenwind looked at Cheetor's face and saw the silliest grin across his face. Then she became envies of Tigatron and Airrazor. She was hoping she could make him smile . . . 'What are you saying, Golds? It not like you like him or anything . . .' But deep down inside she did. She ignored the thought and listen to Cheetor make introductions.

"Tigatron, Airrazor, this is Goldenwind. She came out of the pod just today! And you already know Waspinator . . . but . . . he's a Maximal now so you don't have to worry about him attacking you. Goldenwind, this is Tigatron, my mentor, and Airrazor, my half-sister . . .I think." Cheetor smiled and laughed. Now Goldenwind was sure she jealous but kept her mouth shut and smiled.

"Nice to meet the both of you." Both of them nodded and turn towards Cheetor again.

"Where is Optimus?" Tigatron asked.

"Oh, he and the others are back on Cybertron by now."

"Cybertron? You won the Beast Wars!" Airrazor cheered, then paused. "Why aren't you with them? Don't tell me they forgot you!?"

"No, I was half way there and I made fun of Rattrap and Big Bot kicked me out." Cheetor joked. Really, Tigatron. I couldn't leave just yet. I don't know why, I just feel that this is not . . . I don't know. Cheetor linked to Tigatron. Tigatron's laughed filled Cheetor's head.

I can think of one thin, little cat.

What?

She may have came out today, but you smile at her like you known her forever.

Goldenwind? Yeah, well, she is kind of nice . . .

She likes you too, little cat.

She does? Cheetor knew he liked her, Tigatron knew, too. But she seems mad at me, how can she?

Jealousy can be a very terrible thing.

Jealous? Then a playful grin spread across the young bot's face. They turn their attention to Waspinator trying to tell Airrazor about what happened.

". . .and Wazzzpinator stay with fleshy-bots until Cat-bot came and get Wazzzpinator and Cat-bot, Cat-bird, and Wazzpinator find tiger-bot and bird-bot."

"Hmmm . . .interesting story, Waspinator. You're really a Maximal now?" She looked at Cheetor for the answer. Cheetor smiled more.

"Hey, I trust him. I never really thought he made a good Pred anyway. He seemed so . . . not Predacon." She shrugged is shoulders. Waspinator smiled when Cheetor said that, he never been trusted before.

"Ohhh, Wazzzpinator is happy. Wazzzpinator like being trusted, bzzz . . ." the wasp buzzed happy as they started back to the base.

"So, leader, what are we doing to do?" Goldenwind asked. Tigatron and Airrazor looked puzzled.

"Leader?" They looked at Cheetor, he just smiled.

"Well, I come back to Earth to relax, and so far, all I did was bring back you four . . . I'm taking a nap!" Cheetor ran in front of everybody to get to the base before the others. They laughed and ran after him. But Tigatron stayed back. He felt something. Tigatron looked up. He felt is again. Then he knew.

"He's coming . . ."

Takà looked out of the ship's window and sighed inwardly. 'I can't believe I'm actually going on a mission to kill him . . . maybe I can talk to him into our side . . no, he's just like his father, very string willed mind . . . oh, this is so hard to do . . '

"Ahhh . . . we are here. Takà. Our journey is almost finished." The shadow above the femme told her, and she sat up strait.

"Yes. But it will be difficult to catch him, sire. He is very fast, smart beyond his years, even thought he does not know so. Plus, he was never the one to quit so easily."

The shadow sneered, "Yes, I know. You do not have to inform me all this. I already know." The shadow smiled again. "He will need help if wants to win, so far, the only other seer I can detect is threat old tiger, And he's not that strong of one. The rest of the them are nothing but weak pathetic normals. The young Seer is mine." The shadow laughed wickedly as Takà looked back outside the window at the up coming Earth.

Cheetor looked at the newly Transmetal tiger as he stood and watched the sky. He went to Tigatron and asked with concern.

"What's the matter, Big Cat?"

Tigatron looked art Cheetor, "Listen, you hear that?"

"What?"

"Concentrate, then tell me what you hear . . .what you feel . . ." Cheetor looked at Tigatron for a moment, then closed his eyes for a minute. He listened with both his ears and his Seer's powers. It took him about thirty nano clicks to finally feel something, the he quivered. He opened his optics and looked straight at Tigatron.

"Shadow Demon . . . he's coming."

Tigatron nodded and Cheetor cursed silently. "I should have known. I thought I felt him before, about when I turned TM2, but I paid no heed . . . I thought he was gone!"

"He was, for a little while, but now he's back."

"Yeah, and probably after my head! What are we going to do? We don't have the forces to hold off an attack, much less have a place to fight! Besides, nobody knows yet, besides you and Airrazor." Well, little cat, I guess we must tell them . . ."

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"You're a what?"

Cheetor sighed and shook his head. 'This is going to take time . . .' "I'm a Seer, Golds. A bot who has the power to see the future and the past in what we call Dreams. And before you ask again, Golds. My Dreams can happen while I'm awake, that's the major differences between yours and mine. And all Seers have a special power that allows them to communicate with each other without talking and letting everyone else hear. It's like talking in the mind. We call it a Link."

"Oh, Wazzzpinator underzzztandzzz now. Cat-bot izzz very powerful . . . zzzo izzz Tiger-bot?"

"Yes, Waspinator, I am also a Seer. I would explain further but haven't much time. The Shadow Demon, the most evil and powerful Seer of all is after Cheetor, and we must hide."

"Why can't we just fight him off? If Cheetor is as strong of a Seer as you say he is, maybe we can beat him." Goldenwind said, trying to get this all in.

"That's where we have a problem, I'm not sure how strong I am . . . I never really finished my training."

"Well, that's just great!"

Optimus looked out of the window of the flying ship.

'We're almost there, Cheetor, hold on and be safe . . .'

Shadow Demon looked at the view of the Earth in front of him.

"Not long now, little Seer, not long at all."

Cheetor looked at their new base. It was a hide out in a forest, mostly underground. It took them a few days to find it and a day to move in there. Cheetor looked up at the sky, and saw something.

"Guys! Look!" They turned towards Cheetor, then the sky. They all saw and gasped at the same time. There was something coming into the atmosphere, a ship. "He's here."

"Cheetor, look." Tigatron said, pointing to another object in the sky. It was another ship. They watched wide eyed at the two ships, that was coming from two different directions, become clearer.

The first one was a battle cruiser of old times, but looked very new, and very high tech. It had a weird symbol on it that only Tigatron and Cheetor knew, they knew it was Shadow Demon and his crew.

The other ship was hauntingly familiar. It wasn't a battle cruiser but the next best thing, a battle jet, one of the newer models that Cheetor seen once before. And the symbol was familiar also, in fact, it was the exact one that this group had, Maximal.

"Big Bot! They're coming back! Maybe we have a chance after all . . ."