"Come on Tiny! This way! The next wave is coming though!" yelled Pyro. Ironelle ran after the red and yellow mech. She jumped in a trench beside Impactor and Pyro.

"What's been going on so far chief?"

"Two waves of Cons have been taken out. And there's still more."

"More?"

"Yes."

"Scrap. Well at least this is new. We don't usually go out in battle."

"No we don't." The next wave came closer and Ironelle jumped out to start fighting them. Impactor, Pyro, Roadbuster, Bulkhead, and Wheeljack followed her.

"Tiny watch it!" Ironelle ducked out of the way of a sword that was aimed for her.

"You little glitch!" Ironelle stood in fear for a few seconds as she stared at the red optics of her sire.

"You thought running away to that boyfriend of yours would keep me from finding you. You were wrong you little glitch!" He raised his sword again and she used her ax to block his hit.

Wheeljack and Bulkhead finished off another section of what seemed to be the last wave and they heard Ironelle scream.

"Tiny!" they both yelled as they ran towards where they heard her scream.

"Primus forsaken glitch! I should have offlined you long time ago!" Ironelle clutched her spark chamber and tried to keep him from offlining her.

"Tiny duck down!" Bulkhead hit Wheelburner off to the side and Wheeljack grabbed Ellie as she passed out.

"Bulk let him go! We need to get Tiny to a medic!" Bulkhead left Wheelburner and they rushed to get Ironelle to a medic.

"I swear to Unicron I will offline your aft you sorry little glitch," murmured Wheelburner as he stood up to regroup with the Decepticons.

"Impactor! We need medic! Now!" yelled Wheeljack. Impactor looked up and saw Ironelle being carried by Wheeljack.

"What the fraggin pit happened?!" he yelled back over the other shouts of the other soldiers.

"Her sire! He found her and tried to offline her!" said Bulkhead.

"Medic!" A red and white femme ran over.

"Scrap what happened here?"

"Her Sire. He's a Con and he tried to offline her."

"She's going to need more help than what I can do. I can bring her to the hospital not far from here and I can have my mate repair her." The femme stood up.

"Give her to me and I can make sure she'll get all the medical care she needs." Wheeljack laid Ironelle in the medic's arms.

"Thank you,"

"Red Alert." She ran off with Ironelle in her arms.

"I sure hope Tiny is going to be all right."

"I can walk Impactor. Make him put me down."

"Bulkhead is carrying you because you still need rest."

"But I can walk!" She hung over Bulkhead's arm and looked at the gold and purple mech.

"I know you can walk Ironelle but you're recovering." She scoffed and kept quiet.

"Ellie!" called Seaspray who sounded, like always, like he was gargling energon or oil. She poked her head out from her, Bulkhead, and Wheeljack's quarters.

"Yep! What is 'Spray?" The blue and yellow mech walked over to her and looked down in his arms.

"Look. I found her." Ironelle looked in his arms. A small blue armored Cyber Wolf pup laid in his arms.

"Spray! Oh my gosh! She's so cute! Where did you find her?" Seaspray smiled and looked down at her.

"She was left alone. I found her while I was walking. I think the pack abandoned her."

"Poor thing," Ellie said. She pet her head and the puppy looked up at her with cobalt blue optics.

"Runts are usually left to die because they're not strong. It's sad." Seaspray sighed.

"Yeah it is...we should keep her."

"Yeah. I don't think Impactor will mind us keeping her."

"I think her name should be Tala."

"I think that's a great name for her." Seaspray pet her head. She growled playfully and licked his servo. Both of them laughed.