You know how people say that change is usually a good thing? Well with Jena and her new robot, Blitzwing change was just....different. Now Icy, Hothead and Random getting turned into a robot wasn't a good thing, but it wasn't a bad thing neither.

After managing to get Blitzwing out of Sumdac towers, Jena decided it might be best to just take him back home and try to figure things out. On their way home, Jena had been doing a lot of thinking.

"How did this all happen? Oh yeah, it's because I was careless. Why didn't I notice that they followed me to work earlier? Then none of this would be happening. What am I going to do? How on earth am I going to explain this to my parents? Why do I always feel like the universe is against me?"

Jena closed the door to her car and turned to look at Blitzwing, who appeared to be just as in deep thought as she was.

"No, I can't just beat myself up like this. I have to stay strong. I'm sure I'll figure out something eventually. But until then I guess I'll just have to get use to this."

Still looking at Blitzwing, Jena couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking.

Blitzwing was just as confused as Jena was. This new body felt so strange to him and having three personas on the same body was even stranger.

"This is definitely going to take time to get use to" said Icy.

"Thanks, Captain Obvious. I can't believe I have to share a body with you two" Hothead said irritability.

"Oh come on Hothead! It will be fun!" Random said with excitement.

"Random, there is nothing fun about this at all."

"That's because you are such a big party pooper. Ah-hahahaha!'"

"Why you-"

"That's enough you two", Icy finally stepped in," Fighting it not going to help the situation. Now whether we all like it or not, we are sharing the same body. We have to work together for ours and Jena's sakes."

"I guess your right, Icy" says Hothead.

"We'll get along, we promised" reinsures Random.

"Good to hear."

"Blitzwing?"

Blitzwing snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Jena call his name.

"Blitzwing are you okay? You were kinda of zoning out there for a while." says Jena with a concerned look on her face.

"I'm fine, Jena. I sorry if I was worrying you, it's just this new body is going to take some getting use to" he says with a small smile.

"Don't worry I'm sure you'll get use to it" says Jena.

"But there is one problem."

"What's that?"

"I'm too big to fit in the house. Where actually do you plan on letting me stay?"

"Well there are some old warehouses behind my house. They should be big enough for you to stay in and to keep anyone else from seeing you".

"Sound like a plan."

So they went back behind to house to look that some of the abandoned warehouses. Luckily they were big enough for Blitzwing to stay inside.

"I think this will do just fine. I have to go back to work now, Blitzwing. But I'll be back in a couple of hours."

"Very well, I'll wait here till you get back."

So Jena left to go back to work, leaving Blitzwing all alone.

"I have to find something to occupy my time until she gets back" he thought.

Blitzwing turned his head and that's when he noticed the cannons on his back. He thought maybe it would be a good idea to test them out to see if he could control them so that he didn't end up hurting Jena.

Taking a back way out of the city so that no one would see him, he headed into the forest. After a few hours of being out there, Blitzwing discovered some interesting things with his new body.

When he tested out the cannons on his back he found that the power depended on which of his personas where in control.

When Icy was in control, his cannons shot out a beam of ice. With Hothead the cannon would shot out fire or lasers. Random on the other hand could shoot out either ice or fire.

Then came the transformations.

Icy could turn into a jet, Hothead turned into a tank and Random could control both transformations.

Blitzwing was a little glad that he was figuring out his body a little more. Maybe once he learned to control his powers a little more then he would be able to protect himself and Jena more.

Seeing it was around the time when Jena would get home, he transformed into his jet mode and flew back home.

When he landed in the warehouse, he made it just as Jena had pulled into the driveway.

"Hey Blitzwing!"

"Hello Jena how was work?"

"It was good; I hope you weren't too bored while I was gone."

"No, I wasn't. But while you were gone I found out some new things I can do with this body."

"Really? Like What?"

Putting her on his servo so that they were more eye level with each other, Blitzwing explained everything that had happened to him when he was out in the forest.

"Wow, that's amazing, Blitzwing."

"Yes it is. But you look tired; you need to get some rest."

Jena went back into the house and got herself some dinner. She also gave Blitzwing some oil that Professor Sumdac had given her to feed Blitzwing.

When it was getting dark, Blitzwing decided that he need a good long rest. He managed to find a long metal berth for him to recharge on. But before he could get on it, he noticed that Jena was standing in the doorway.

"Jena shouldn't you be in bed?"

"I thought that maybe I could stay with you. So that I could keep you company."

"No, that's okay Jena. You don't have to do that."

"I want to stay with you though."

"Very well" he sighs in defeat.

Picking her up, he lied down on the berth and placed her on his chassis. Jena rests her head down and smiled when she could hear and feel a warm humming coming from inside his chest plate. The humming slowly lulled Jena to sleep, but before she fell completely asleep she murmured, "Good Night, Blitzwing."

Blitzwing smiled and carefully placed his hands over her small body to keep to cold from hitting her.

"Good Night, Jena." he said before falling into recharge.

But unfortunately Blitzwing sleep didn't last for too long. He woke up because his audios wearing picking up a noise coming toward their location. He placed Jena down to the berth carefully and got up to see what it was.

But when he looked outside, it wasn't a sight he wanted to see.

Outside the warehouse stood a tall, mismatched mech. He had green armor, but the rest of his frame had different parts attached to him. He had a brown servo for his left and a yellow servo with a hook on the end for his right. His face was white with black markings and his optics were a blood red.

The strange mech smiled a smug smirk before saying in his gruff, baritone voice, "Well it's about time I found you, Blitzwing."