Chapter 7: An Old Friend…..Lover????????

Mystica woke up the next morning on an old mattress…..apparently not in her room. Blinking her eyes a few times, she looked around and found herself in Optimus' room. Optimus himself had already gotten up and was no longer on his berth. Sitting up, Mystica stretched and yawned. Looking around the room once more, Mystica smiled and jumped off of the mattress and headed for the main room. Her smile grew larger when she heard Prowls voice.

"Prime, I'm telling you. Megatron is back, and he's looking for something….I thought I heard him say something about a femme" Prowl said, causing Mystica to freeze in her tracks and listen in on the conversation.

"I had a feeling it was Megatron. But how did he escape and what is he looking for? The All-Spark has hidden itself and kept its location a secret, so it can't be that." Optimus said.

Mystica's eyes widened. "He's looking for me!! This can't be good!!" she thought. Taking a deep breath and put a smile on her face (trying to hide her concern). "Good Morning Prowl!! Morning Dad!!" she says. Optimus looked over to her, smiled and returned the greeting.

"Mystica…Are you alright? You ran off in tears last night……..And did you just call Prime 'Dad'???" Prowl asked, walking over to her. Mystica giggled and nodded.

"Yeah….turns out that I have spark energy from him….a piece of his spark really. He'll tell the story if you really want to know."

"Interesting……Mystica, I was wondering if you would like to….."

"So I hear you're a big hero now, huh Prowl?" said a voice from the screen. Prowl turned around to see a bright orange and yellow femme on the screen and his optics widened.

"AMBERSTAR?!!? By the All-Spark, Its been so long!!" Prowl exclaimed.

"Glad to see you still remember me. How have…..Whose that????" Amberstar says, noticing the girl next to Prowl.

"Oh….This is Mystica. A very, very dear friend of mine."

"Well….I hope earth will welcome me. I would to see you in the armor plating, Prowl. Mind if I come to your galaxy?" Amberstar says, slight disappointment in her voice. Prowl smiles a bit and nods and ends the transmission. Mystica had a shocked look on her face.

"Prowl? Whose Amberstar? And how does she know you?" Mystica asks.

"Amberstar was a fellow student from the Circuit-Su Academy. We were…..very close. She graduated earlier than I did, and so she left. I hadn't heard from her until now." Prowl says, almost sounding depressed.

"Oh ok. Well….anyways, what was it than you wanted to ask me?" Mystica replies.

"Its….nothing. I was just wondering if Bulkhead asked you about being his painting subject….He's been looking for….a model. Right Bulkhead?" Prowl says, seeing Bulkhead walk in.

"Uh…Yeah. I need a model. Will you do it Mystica?" Bulkhead says. Mystica smiles and nods her head. Bulkhead starts walking back to his painting room and Mystica follows him, chattering about something. Prowl sighs and wishes he hadn't lied like that.

"I can't believe I just lied to her like that. I wanted to go out with her….and Amberstar…was my previous lover….What am I going to do?" Prowl thought. "Well…I love Mystica. Amber was just a temporary femme. Mystica is my love."

-With Mystica-

"How's this Bulkster?" Mystica asks, stretching her arms above her head, arching her back, and twisting her legs. Bulkhead studies her and smiles.

"That's perfect, Mystica. You really look like one of those really pretty dancers….You know the ones that leap and have those fluffy things around their waist." Bulkhead says, sitting down in front of his canvas.

"You mean a ballerina? Thanks. I learned ballet once, then I started learning jazz." Mystica says, holding her position. Bulkhead said nothing and began painting. Mystica watched him the best she could, but judging by how slow his hand was going, this was going to take several hours.

"Slag…..I wanted to spend time with Prowl today…maybe spar with him." Mystica thought.

-With Prowl-

Prowl was meditating in his room, trying to ease his worry. "Would Mystica and Amberstar get along? Does Amberstar still love me? What would Mystica say about the truth? Will Mystica still love me?" Prowl wondered. Nearly going into a deep meditation, he was stopped when he heard knocking on his door and Optimus Prime's voice on the other side.

"Prowl…There's someone here to see you. She wants to come in." he said. Prowl also heard that familiar voice saying something about not letting her in. Prowl got up and opened the door.

"PROWL!!!" Amberstar shouted as she ran inside and embraced her friend, a large smile was plastered on her face. Prowl returned the greeting by wrapping his arms around her shoulders. "I can't believe I'm here…with you!! It's been so long, Love….."

"It has been a long time. How did you get here so fast? Its only been 1 megacycle." Prowl asks. Amberstar gave him a confused look.

"Ever heard of transwarping? I wasn't that far from this galaxy to begin with, silly!"

"Yes I have. You just got here so quickly. I wasn't expecting you for at least 5 orbital cycles. But I have missed you, Amber." Prowl said. Pushing away from Amberstar, he cleared his throat. "Would you like to meet Mystica and the other members of my team?"

"Prowl…..Let's just spend some time alone….together….just you and me." Amberstar said, putting her hands on his chest. Prowl widened his optics, and then gently pushed her hands off of him. Amberstar frowned at being rejected like that. "What's wrong Prowl? You still love me, don't you?"

"I would just like to have you meet everyone, that's all. Come…." Prowl says, heading for the door. Amberstar followed, almost reluctantly. Neither of them said anything as the walked side by side down the hall to the main room. "Everyone!!! I would like you too meet a friend of mine." He said. Everybody except Bumblebee and Sari came.

"We met earlier. I'm Optimus Prime, leader of this team."

"I'm Bulkhead, Space Bridge Technician."

"I'm the Medical Officer, Ratchet."

Mystica remained silent as she watched the others introduce themselves. She had "met" Amberstar earlier. Something about her didn't feel right. Was it because she had known Prowl much longer than herself? Was it that she was a gorgeous femme? What if Prowl left her for that femme?

"Hey you….What's your name again? Prowl told me earlier, but I've forgotten." Amberstar, referring to Mystica.

"I'm Mystica, Prowl's very, very dear friend." Mystica says, quite annoyed that Amberstar had forgotten her name….and at Prowl for telling the truth. Amberstar gave Mystica a small smile, and then looked at Prowl.

"Prowl, Would you like to show me around earth today? It appears there is so much to see." Asks Amberstar.

"I can show you around Detroit, but that's it. There's been Decepticon activity. Megatron is back and it doesn't look good." Prowl disappointedly says. Amberstar's optics widened and her mouth gaped. Mystica's gaze left the black and gold mech before her, ashamed of her past. She felt so foolish as to believe that the Autobots were evil and that Megatron was good…. And her own father was an Autobot which just made matters worse for her. Optimus looked down to Mystica, sensing her distress.

"Mystica, is everything alright?" he whispered.

"I think I need to go lie down for a while. I don't feel so good." She whispered back. Optimus nodded and Mystica left for her room. Prowl was too caught up in talking to Amberstar to notice Mystica slip away. Once out of earshot, Mystica let out a large sigh…….Its only been a week and yet there's so much pressure. Not being able to help herself, Mystica began crying. The hot tears rolled down her face….and yet it didn't help with the ache she was feeling……

-With Megatron-

Pacing about his throne, Megatron kept kicking an empty oil can around. Muttering and growling was all her ever did since Mystica left. Lugnut and Blitzwing just watched him, waiting for him to give them a command. That was the only downside of pledging your spark to him….you had nothing to do unless he told you to do something. Whenever one of them tried to speak, Megatron just fired his fusion cannon at their feet…so it was fairly clear that he cared about her, but he was also a very angry kind of mech. Megatron stopped pacing the room and got an angered, but determined look on his face.

"Prepare your weapons. We go and search for the girl tonight. We will bring her back……doing whatever it takes……" he tells his servants.

"How vill we locate her Lord Megatron? Ze energy we first detected has become veak….so veak to ze point of unable to be found again." Icy says. Megatron just glared at him, that determined look still on his face.

"I said we will do whatever it takes. Do you not know what that means Blitzwing? Or are you as dense as Lugnut?" he says sarcastically. Lugnut had already left the throne room, preparing his own weapons and upgrading…..attempting. Megatron sat down on his throne as Blitzwing left. He couldn't wait to get the girl back in his grasp. From now on, he would keep her in optic view….and she would get some kind of punishment for running off like that. Mystica would belong to him again…..whatever it takes….