Disclaimer and Explanations:

Me: I just want to thank Catbelle for giving me my first review. I was worried that no one would like it and that I might have to cancel it, but I was soooooo ecstatic when I saw my first review. I'm really new to this whole gig, but I really hope to get better and if any of you know how to fix my profile page I would love for some advice. I made everything that I had recently added into one flipping paragraph and to tell you the truth, when I saw, I nearly passed out. It scared the crap out of me.

Also, yes, introducing eight OC's is a lot but I really wanted to try and throw this together. So I'm going to tell which femme is related to which femme and who the Autobot that they are related to are:

Thunderbird and Freebird are twin sisters and are the daughters of Optimus Prime and Elita-One (you all should already know that XD)

Neko is the eldest, Katana is the middle child, and Shurikat is the youngest. They have an older brother, who is Blaster (didn't see that one coming did ya? XDXDXDXDXD)

Rave is the eldest, but Déjà Vu and Def Jam are twins. Their father is Jazz. (betcha didn't see that one either)

I also am sorry if for the Autobots that did get some dialogue didn't have the accents that they have. I am really am going to try, but I am used to typing the correct way, but I plan on fixing that as the story goes on. So please be patient with me and please don't be haters.

Any way Prowl could read the disclaimer please?

Prowl: Kuro Rotasu does not own Transformers. Hasbro and Takara do. If she did own us, I wouldn't have died and I would have a part in the Movieverse series.

Me: Wow Prowl, you were that upset?

Prowl: I have every right to be. They killed me in the Animated Movie and in that TFA verse.

Me: Point taken. Anyway, ON WITH THE STORY!

Chapter 4

The flight back to the Ark was silent. The eight femmes were in their own corner, unsure if them being here was such a good idea. What they were hoping was that they would be able to contact Elita to see if she and the others made it out alive. Especially for Freebird and Thunderbird's sake. Shurikat had caught Blaster staring at them and narrowed her optics at him from behind her visor that was currently down. Blaster merely sighed and looked away, sadly. He knew out of his three sisters, Shurikat, would be the one hurt the most and he was going to do everything in his power to gain her forgiveness. Even if he knew that he did not deserve it.

Jazz was watching Rave and her sisters closely. For some strange reason they looked familiar. They had a similar build to his bondmate, Flare-Up. He already knew that Rave was his daughter, for Primus-sake, he held her after she came online for the first time. It was the other two femmes that he was confused about. They looked like Flare-Up, but they each were different.

Especially the black and purple triple changer introduced as Def Jam. Her wings looked like dragonfly wings. Her helm design was custom made. It was smooth. Where her audio receptors had two antennas, the one closer to her face longer than the one behind it, and they were angled to look like they were flowing behind her. Most likely to allow flight a little easier. She also looked as though she has a retractable visor and facemask, most likely to protect her porcelain white face when in battle. Her wheels for her ground mode were on her hips and ankles with her thrusters. They look as though she could switch between having her thrusters or wheels for her feet. She had the thrusters in place. She was black mostly except for her joints, antennas, fingers, wheel rims, wings, and her cock pit glass. Her optics was a crystal purple color, very unusual. She was looking around nervously.

'Da po'r girl's scared,' Jazz thought.

He looked at the femme next to her, Déjà Vu.

She was exactly like her sister, except where Def Jam was purple, she was blue, including optics. The only thing different was that her chassis was midnight blue instead of black, and her face color was a tad bit more darker than Def Jam's. Her helm was black with midnight blue highlights and her antennas were the same as the helm colors.

Rave was the same too. Except red and that her paint job was different. Her optics was a ruby red and because of that fact the other Autobots, except himself and the other femmes, were wary of her. From her knee joint down, except for her wheel rims, were blood red. Her thighs were black. Her hip and chest plating were blood red. The torso was black. From her elbows down were blood red except for her fingers and the rest of her arms were black. Her wings were black with blood red highlights. Her face color was a little darker that Déjà's. Her helm was blood red, but the antennas were the same red.

Jazz looked at Neko and her sisters.

Neko and her sisters were seekers as well, but they had feline audio receptors (cat ears) and a feline tail (cat tail). They had standard seeker issued wings, but the paint jobs were all different.

Neko's face color was a light gray color. Her helm and cat ears were black. Her chest and hip plating, along with her hands and the knee joint down were a maroon color. The rest was black. Her wings were maroon with black highlights. Her optics was an electrifying blue color. And she had her visor retracted.

Katana's face color was a dark silver color. Her helm and cat ears were an ocean blue. From her elbow joints down to her wrist, her chest and hip plating, her cock pit glass and her legs, except for her thrusters were the same ocean blue color. Her wings were ocean blue with black highlights. The rest of her was black. Her visor was retracted, showing her sky blue optics.

Shurikat's face color was a light silver color. Her helm and cat ears were black except the tips of her cat ears were purple. Her elbow down was a dark purple except for the fingers. Her thighs and thrusters were the same dark purple while the rest of her arms and legs were black. Her hip and chest plating, as well as her cock pit glass, were dark purple the rest was black. Her wings were black with dark purple highlights. Her dark purple visor was drawn down hiding her glare that was directed towards Blaster.

'Gonna hav' ta talk ta the 'bot 'bout her,' Jazz added to his mental list to things to do.

Then he looked at the femmes claiming to be the daughters of Prime. While they looked similar of Optimus in a few places and how they held themselves and had a lot of Elita's looks as well. But they had flight capabilities, which was unusual. Especially since the two of them have avian wings instead of seeker or dragonfly wings. He started noticing they all had some form of animalistic feature.

Thunderbird's face color was a gray silver color. Her helm was exactly like Prime's except that the antennas were taller and angled back and the helm color was black while the antennas were blue. From her elbow to her wrist joint, knee joint to her thrusters, her cock pit glass, and her fingers was sapphire blue. Her chassis was the same sapphire blue, while the rest of her was black. Her avian wings were black with sapphire blue highlights. Her optics was a shade of aqua blue.

Freebird looked exactly like her sister except that the paint job was different. Her face color was a pale silver color. Her colors were the exact same shade as Optimus' colors and the placement was almost the same except in a few places. Her chassis, thrusters, joint areas were red. From her elbow to her wrist and from her knee down was blue. Her thighs, hands, and the rest of her arms were the same shade of whitish silver as Optimus' and her hip plating was blue, while her cock pit glass was orange. Her optics was a crystallized ice blue color.

The only thing Jazz was able to notice about the two that the other femmes seem to silently agree: They were drop dead exhausted. They looked as though as soon as they hit a berth to rest that they could sleep the rest of the war away. Which not only worried him, but he saw Ratchet watching them closely, worry in his optics.

Def Jam was the first to speak since they took off.

"It's too quiet," she grouched, "And here I was hoping to kick some serious Con aft."

The other femmes groaned in opposition to Def Jam's statement.

"DJ," Rave warned, "You are too low on energy to even fragging fly. What in the name of Primus makes you think you'd last five nanoseconds against the Cons in your condition? Especially since we don't know if that hit to the head of yours from the crash did any serious damage to systems. You could have gone into stasis lock for all we know. So hush up."

"Geez," Def Jam whined a bit, "You try to strike a conversation to fill the silence and your older sister tells you to shut the frag up. Somehow the word irony doesn't come up in this. Why?"

"Flare-Up didn't tell me she was sparked again," Jazz blurted out surprised.

Everyone, except Rave, looked at him surprised. Def Jam was quick to cross the room and looked at him suspiciously.

"How do you know my carrier's designation," Def Jam questioned him.

"DJ," Rave informed, "That's our Sire."

DJ looked back at Rave surprised, looked back at Jazz, then back at Rave.

"HIM," DJ squeaked.

"Ye-up," Rave said, popping the 'p'.

"But he can't even fly," DJ exclaimed.

"No," Rave corrected DJ, "He is the reason we have a ground mode. Mother was the reason we could fly in the first place. You never knew that because you never asked."

"Scrap," DJ mumbled, "The first mech I meet is my Sire, who I didn't even know was online, mind you. If you knew who he was Rave, why didn't you point him out for those of us who don't know what the frag our Sires look like. Thank you very much."

"Because he didn't know about you and Déjà Vu," Rave explained, "He had already taken off on the Ark when mother found out that she was sparked with you and Déjà Vu."

Def Jam was quiet for the time being, trying to process this information. While the other Earth Autobots were trying to process the fact that Jazz was bonded AND that he had three extremely attractive daughters too.

"Sunny," Sideswipe whispered, "Did you know that Jazz's daughters are hot for you know being triple changers and everything…"

A red and black blur was all Sideswipe saw before he saw the face of a pissed off Rave, who had a welder in her hand.

"Continue that conversation," she threatened, turning the welder on and putting it in his face, "And you will spend the rest of the flight with your mouth welded shut and your vocal processors stuck sounding like what the humans call 'chipmunks' till your medic can figure out how I did it. Got it?"

Sideswipe said absolutely nothing. He only nodded his head in agreement, too scared to speak for fear of his vocal processor and mouth.

"Good boy," she said and went back to her seat, taking a laughing DJ with her.

Jazz merely smiled at his eldest's actions, knowing very well that Rave and her sisters had most likely inherited Flare-Up's nasty temper. Ratchet and Ironhide were flat out laughing, having trouble trying to control themselves as they couldn't help it because the look on Sideswipe's face sent them back into their laughing state.

The rest of the flight, thankfully, went by uneventful with the exception of DJ asking the same damn question every five minutes.

"Are we there yet?"

"NO!"

Author's Note:

Okay that is chapter 4 done. I'm sooooooo happy. I hope you all out there are enjoying this. I'm sorry if the chapter wasn't very funny. I'm not very good on comedy. If you have any funny ideas, please let me know. I don't want this to be too serious, I want there to be some funny moments as well. I really need help with that, so give me some ideas in your reviews please. Thanks again.