And here's the new chapter! Sorry about the delay, hope you all enjoy! Wren belongs to me, Ira to 1234Devyn and Kia to Dragonriderwarrior, now then, one with the story! Oh and I should thank you all for the favs, follows and reviews, they help a lot!


Chapter 9

"You sent the message Boss bot?" Ira asked from where she sat next to the Prime, who was looking out towards the town of Tranquillity, it was official now, the last movie was over, the wait for the second movie had begun. "Just like you did in the movie?" She just had to be sure though.

Optimus nodded his helm, a small smile forming on his lipplates. "Yes Ira, hopefully others will pick up the signal and make their way here." He answered solemnly.

Ira patted his pede with her left wing. "They will big guy, I know they will." She stated, they'd finaly been allowed to leave the base, and Optimus had been quick to come here and send out the message, all of them where trying their hardest to not accidentally spot Sam and Mikaela on top of Bumblebee, the poor scout was happily expressing his distress of the com-link.

"Sam, Mikaela, if I may be so bold to say this, but if you wish to continue making out, please get a room." Wren strained out, the teens looked over to the Harpy, currently in her organic Harpy form along with Ira and Kia, the three taking these forms so they could all go together to get to the cliff side as shown just before the ending credits of the movie.

"I have to agree with her there Wren." Kia agreed, Rose was happily perched on her shoulder.

"Even my parents where more discrete when they made me and my siblings." Rose huffed, averting her eyes from where the two teens where still sprawled out on Bumblebee's roof. "How Bee can tolerate that I will never know." She then grumbled.

Kia chuckled. "Simple my good friend, he isn't."

Sam was quickly becoming flustered. "When are you actually going to tell us what that damn bird is saying?!" He exclaimed, very much exasperated.

"The day Wren's mother wears a Hooters uniform." Kia responded shot back, Wren shivered beside her. "You okay?" She asked worriedly.

"I am fine, just a bad image you've placed within my head." Wren responded, her black and blue hair left to fly free in the air, Kia's golden brown hair being held back in a loose ponytail, and Ira's black and white was cut short to just below her shoulders, and was held out of her face by nothing but the her own wing tips brushing them behind her ears to keep them under control.

"We all know that's an impossibility Wren, that glitch is more likely to kill herself then be seen dead within a ten mile radius of anything under a five star establishment." Ira responded to the overall conversation, placing her wings behind her helm as she embedded her wedge like tail into the ground so she could partially use it to support her lower body mass as she leant back slightly.

Optimus looked down at the three. "Rest assured, we will protect you from them if they ever do find a way here." He responded.

"They already do." Wren answered sadly, Kia and Ira looked at her in shock.

"I thought you said they'd shut that thing down!" Ira exclaimed, instantly the others around them where focusing in on the conversation.

Wren wrapped her wings around her middle and shook her head. "No, they restarted it, it was completed about a month before we came here, all they need now is a power source which won't burn out after a minute of use, they get that and they'll be hunting for me, unless they make a new me." She explained.

Ira and Kia both inhaled sharply. "How did you know?" Ira asked.

Wren looked at them with narrowed eyes. "Maybe the fact that it was drilled into my skull from age nothing that I was just a cheap replacement for Amy, and that I'd never be like mine and every other failed clones source, the only reason I'm different is because I've survived the longest, they perfected the formula with me, and if they don't want me, then they'll want my DNA." She hissed out, she froze for a moment before enhaling deeply and turning away, not having meant to get so snappy at them.

"Oh." Was all Ira could mutter, before falling into deep thought.

Ratchet was quick to perform another in depth scan of the femme, only to find that there was an anomaly he had previously missed, and it was even more complex than he could fathom, he would have to speak to Optimus about it later.

Ira seemed to of been struck with an epiphany, quickly moving away from sombre and back into her more cheerful nature. "I know!" She pointed at Wren and Kia consecutively. "We, are going on vacation!" She stated proudly.

Wren raised an eyebrow at her. "Ira, we've just been let off base, how will we be able to go on vacation?" She asked.

Ira rolled her eyes. "Details! I don't care how much I need to threaten the lives of whatever pisses me off most until we can go on vacation! And I ain't taking no until I've got a man pressing a cheap knockoff ice cream in my face!" Ira answered firmly.

Kia turned to Wren. "I think I just did an anime sweat drop."

"Join the club lil' femme." Jazz answered from where he sat in his vehicle form.

"Oh shut up!" Ira exclaimed before flopping back onto the ground with a pout.

It was Wren's turn to roll her eyes. "We really do need a vacation." She muttered before looking up at the Prime and giving him a reassuring smile. "But at least we've got plenty to keep us busy in the meantime." She continued, Optimus could only smile warmly and nod his helm.

"Yes, our lives have truly taken an interesting turn recently, thanks to you three that is." He responded back before the two focused back on the setting sun, both smirking slightly when Bumblebee finally shook the teens off his hood.


Three months later

Ira, Wren, Kia and Rose all watched from their perch in a tree as the first C-17 carrying their friends and the sparkling's took off, finally they were on their way to Diego Garcia.

"Well should we be going?" Ira asked, all the while preening her flight feathers to begin the arduous flight south.

The Harpy's weren't going to Diego, instead they were going on a small vacation. Their destination? Rio Brazil.

Wren shook her helm, she'd actually loosened up a bit now, even cracking wry remarks every so often when either of her two friends did something stupid.

The Hapagornis shifted slightly, uncomfortable with the feeling of no longer having either Feedback or Oz in her crown, the two having left with the rest of the Autobots.

It had taken around three hours to coax Feedback out, the sparkling was just too terrified to leave her older sister, something she had vocalised and resulted in Wren actually turning bright blue just under her visor.

"Yes, we should get moving before night falls, I would like to make some head way down towards Mexico before we stop." Wren stated, ruffling her own pristine feathers as she prepared for flight.

"I can't wait to get there, birds like me everywhere, it'll be a dream." Rose stated, eyes full of just contained joy.

Kia nodded to the much smaller bird. "Yeah, but you ain't likely to meet any of your species there, you know, when we're traveling over Africa, you could stay there, we don't mind if you don't want to stick around with us flesh eaters we'll understand, right femmes?" Kia asked the other two member of her Trine, Wren and Ira both nodded.

Rose shook her head. "I've told you once then I've told you a thousand times, I'm staying with you three, you're the best friends a girl like me could ever ask for." The parakeet responded.

Ira trilled. "Aww! Group hug!" She exclaimed as she spread her wings and wrapped them around the smaller green bird, Kia rolled her eyes and followed soon after, Wren smiled slightly before using her much larger wings to wrap around all three and lift them of the ground, causing the three other members of their small group to whoop and cheer.

Carefully the Harpagornis set the three back down and shook herself slightly, the black and blue femme then turned to look south. "Time to go." She stated.

Ira, Kia and Rose nodded, waiting as Wren leapt from the branch and with a single powerful beat, rocketed upwards towards the clouds, Ira, Kia and Rose soon following the now official leader of their Trine.

At least until a shrill whine from the ground caught Wren's attention, one she knew all too well, which was soon followed by Lennox's voice yelling at the laptop sparkling trying to run after the four birds, the plane meant to take the sparkling's not having left yet.

"Feedback! Get back here for crying out loud!" Lennox yelled as he tried to catch up with the sparkling, she was surprisingly fast and it was found she actually ran on all fours, almost like a baby chimp or other Primate infant,

"Wren?" Ira asked, Wren just let out an only slightly annoyed, mostly amused sigh as she banked back towards the ground.

"Meet me at the border." Was all she said to them before beginning a slow decent back to the ground.

The moment she landed Feedback was upon her, clinging to the organic bird's feathery royal blue breast as she wailed, the sparkling's pitch black armour pressed tight up against her royal blue front.

Lennox finally caught up them, panting and huffing from the sprint across the open tarmac, along with the adrenalin rush of almost being hit by a biplane in mid take-off during his attempt to catch up with the sparkling laptop. "That kid, is fast." He panted, Wren only nodded, choosing to instead to wrap her large wings around the little one.

"You don't want me to leave do you?" Wren asked softly, it was something most where used to now, Wren was surprisingly gentle with sparkling's, her 'other side' as they now referred to it as actually coming out a whole lot more when it can to the new sparks of their group.

Feedback shook her helm, her keys setting to work at typing out a response, another thing they'd found, her alt form had been made with faulty speakers, meaning the glass panes on her back strut were the only thing she could communicate with, in truth, she was mute like Bumblebee, able to make high pitched whirrs of her fans to show distress, low purrs of her fans for contentment, which only happened when she was with Wren.

'Me want to go with you, don't like not being with big sis.' The words read, Wren released a sigh, it had taken too much effort to try and get her to go on the plane with them, and it was almost just as impossible for the largest of the Harpy Trine to say no to those wide and always fearful optics, it always made her wonder what the little one had seen that would traumatize her in such a way.

She looked to the half passed out man. "I will take Feedback with me, it will be easier for all if she where to go with me than with her brothers and sisters." She stated, Lennox just nodded his head before turning around and jogging back across the run way, thankfully not having to dodge anymore plane propellers.

Wren looked down towards the little sparkling again. "Ready to go Feed?" She asked now that no one was in earshot.

Feedback nodded her helm. 'Yes big sis… sing?'

Wren actually reeled back slightly at the last request, the only time she'd ever sung was when Feedback had been unable to recharge and all the other bots and humans had been out like lights, she hadn't made it to the second verse before the sparkling was out as well!

But, as she looked into the wide and curious pale blue optics of the laptop sparkling, she couldn't exactly bring herself to say no, broken or not it just went against her nature as a sentient being.

"Okay, once we're back in the air where no bot can hear me." She stated.

Feedback nodded happily in response. 'Okay. Uppie?' Feedback typed, looking up at the Harpagornis femme hopefully.

Once again, Wren couldn't say no.

So she slowly let the little one out of her hug so she could clamber over the organic bird of prey's shoulder, ending up with her long upper limbs wrapped around the Harpagornis' neck, causing the feathers in that area, which where normally ruffled so they produced more warmth, where pressed down, her shorter lower limbs hanging limp against the femme's back.

"Ready?" She asked, she'd only let Feedback fly with her a few times, and even then it was at low altitude.

'I think so.' Feedback typed.

Wren gave a single nod before spreading her wings and taking off into the sky, Kia, Rose and Ira had already flown out of sight, meaning the Harpagornis had a lot of ground to cover.

'Sing?' Feedback pressed again, she was surprisingly persistent when it was only them.

Wren released a sigh, she really had been able to shed a few layers since their first arrival in this world, but she didn't want to let the others know, let their hopes raise, cause she knew her parents better than any other, they were already hunting for her, already tracking her if the buzzing chip in the back of her head meant anything, Ira and Kia didn't know it was there, she hadn't told anyone the full extent of what they had done, and how many they'd killed to get their way.

"Very well. What do want to hear?" She asked softly.

Feedback was silent for a moment, tilting her head slightly she could see the little femme typing something onto Youtube, they'd all been quiet surprised to see the little one took after Wren in such a way that she'd downloaded every song possible on Youtube which was her age appropriate and ones Wren was willing to sing, she just used the Youtube search engine because it allowed her to look up similar options, Ira had even tried to steal the little one away for a bit to teach her how to become a true hacker, something Ira kept well hidden from others, only Wren and Kia knew about the many times she'd hacked her school computers so they had to postpone tests, that being the minor offenses. Hacking North Korea and shutting down seventy six percent of their less than legal endeavours for an entire week being her greatest accomplishment, all the while the officials trying to crack the code she'd laced into the hack had to endure a constant rerun of the music of those puppets in the Charlie and the Chocolate factory.

'Mind torture at its finest.' She had told Kia proudly around seven months ago/

This had not sat well with Feedback, having been snatched from her perch whilst Wren had been recharging, she had not been quiet about the sudden loss of contact of the being she saw as her sister.

'Euphoria?' Wren wasn't really surprised, Feedback seemed to enjoy listening to that song.

"Okay." Wren agreed, using her own link to the internet to access the music, having to revert to her Cybertronian beast form so the music would actually play, Feedback was now buried deep within her crown now that it was large enough for her to hide within it completely.

She froze in her attempt to entertain her passenger when her crown flared, picking up the signal of the smallest member of her Trine, instantly she shrunk back down to her organic form, Feedback was quick to shuffle back to lying on her back.

"Yo! Hey Wren! Pick up the pace would yah?!" Ira joked as she looped around until she was flying parallel with her Trine mate.

Wren narrowed her optics, only one visible to Ira due to the shape of their beast forms helms. "My beast form cannot reach the same level as speed as you, logic dictates the group should move at the pace of the slowest, do not give me strife for something I can not do." She rebutted.

Ira shuttered her optics for a moment, secretly thinking that if she was in an anime she'd likely have a sweat drop lingering just out of view of her trine leader. "But I saw you during the battle, you were like a bullet!" She exclaimed.

Wren sighed. "I am able to conduct short bursts of speed, my cruising flight speed is slower and much less stressful on my frame, you of all bots should know." She hissed.

Ira huffed. "Then why don't yah scan a vehicle mode? You know, something with a higher speed than sixty miles an hour?" She taunted.

Wren fell into thought for a moment, processor scanning the internet for anything suitable, and she found it, and in all honesty, she was over the moon that this could be her alt mode.

"Very well, Ira, watch." She stated as she shifted into her new vehicle mode, her form being engulfed in white as she continued to grow, Ira gave a startled cry as she had to bank heavily to avoid the sudden change in her friends size, then as the white light faded, and unprecedented roar caused her to reel again as a pitch black and royal blue Avro Vulcan Bomber took the place of her friend, powerful engines howling as the massive vents on the insides of both wide swept wings sucked in air for the main jet engine. (Authors note, the Vulcan is very special to me and I just had to give credit to an amazing and well loved jet, she doesn't get enough credit and has a distinctive howl which makes her the loudest Military aircraft in existence which isn't strapped to a rocket. There are a lot of videos and I suggest you go and watch one, just my own opinion =3)

"DEAR HOLY SLAG OF UNICRON!" Ira screamed as the Vulcan shot away, moving faster than Ira herself had even flown.

She flapped there for a moment, trying to get rid of the painful ringing in her audios. Suddenly her com-link came on, a message from Wren, looking into it she found the schematics of a jet suitable for her own size.

"Oh, she knows me too well." She grinned as she scanned the Shenyang J-31 alt mode, her form shifting into the stealth fighter jet with ease. "She really knows me too well." She grinned as she fired her engines on full blast, before she could even comprehend it she'd over taken not only Wren, but also Kia, who herself was shifting into her own vehicle mod, Rose thankfully safe inside the oldest of their groups new cockpit. Ira's engines sending her rocketing forward at around 2,200 km/h (Author's note (I really should let you get back to reading without interruption.) That is the top speed, I looked it up.)

"I've got that new plane smell!" Kia cheered over the com-link.

"How the frag do you even know what a new plane smells like?!" Ira called back. "To my knowledge this is the first time you've been in a plane! Wait, you are the Primus damned plane... woah you could say you got the Premium package with Harpy air! You aren't a passenger, you the damn plane itself!" She continued excitedly, happily performing a barrel roll around a small cloud.

"I don't know! I think it's a mix between a new car smell and a new train smell! And I love it!" She yelled as she performed a tight barrel roll herself.

"Get me off this thing!" Rose could be heard yelling in the back ground.

"Wren? Comment?" Ira asked, wanting to know if Kia was finally losing her marbles.

"No comment, she will recover from her excitement." Wren responded simply.

"By the way, why did you scan that old bucket? Wasn't it decommissioned like thirty years ago?" Ira had to ask.

Wren hissed over the com-link. "The Avro Vulcan Bomber is a key part in my home countries history! It helped us win the Falkland war! It's the child of our nation!" She hissed. "It is an honour to have such a noble bomber as my vehicle mode, if I hadn't scanned the Vulcan I might as damn well of scanned a Lancaster Bomber! They dropped the nuclear bombs on Nagasaki and Hiroshima!" Wren almost screamed over the com-link, Ira was quick to swerve out of the way as the pissed of Jet shot by, clearly no longer in the mood, if the blue flames leaving her exhaust meant anything.

"Ira, next time don't bad mouth her vehicle mode, you know how proud she is of British history." Kia scolded having quickly sobered when she'd heard Wren's tone, it was just in her nature to be defensive, and seeing as she'd actually gotten that angry at Ira meant they were making progress at bringing her back to her old self.

"Stubborn femme." Ira muttered before slowing so that she and Kia where flying in a parallel formation. "I swear she's not got a stick up her aft but a Primus damn flag pole with the union Jack on it. Knowing her she'd probably have one to wave around with Pride." She stated.

"Ira, please tell me you didn't just forget that she actually has a union Jack flag pole outside her room back in her parent's home." Kia returned.

Ira fell silent as Kia did the same, watching as their Trine leader disappeared on the horizon. Wren could certainly be fast when she wanted to.


That night, Columbia

Kia yawned as she stretched her wings upwards, quiet happy that their new alt modes had allowed them to clear a far greater distance, all five of their group of femmes and female where perched in the same tree, Wren was playing with Feedback on one of the lower branches, all of them had pitched in in making the nest the Golden eagle femme now stood in, it was large enough for all of them and padded with any feathers and soft material they could find.

Ira and Rose sat in the canopy of the towering tree, both watching the stars above, the jungle around them was alive.

"Wren's going to be bitten by something this trip I can assure you of that." Ira chuckled, Rose gave her the parakeet equivalent of a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, how so?" She asked. Ira shrugged her shoulders.

"Her blood type is O negative, they're probably already feasting on her, that blood group is a magnet to blood suckers it's apparently so sweet." The peregrine explained.

"Oh, that would explain why she keeps itching her neck up against the trunk, they must be relentless." Rose nodded her head in agreement with herself.

Ira shrugged. "Not much we can do, well, I'm heading down to the nest, be seeing you in the morning Rose." With that she walked back down the tree branch, wedge like tail swishing from side to side as she navigated the slightly damp branch.


Same time, Diego Garcia, daytime

"Well, it's not much, but it's your new home." Will Lennox said as he helped Epps and a few others of their unit push the slightly rusty hanger doors open to allow the Autobots to drive in.

"Finally." Ironhide grumbled, opening his door so that Trackster, Sonic, Bia, Terra and Nano could all jump out, they'd been restless the entire flight and had driven him almost to the point of shooting something with their constant asking of where Ira was, the five seemed to look up to her like a role model more than ever.

Jazz transformed once he'd rolled in, Xabia safely in his servos as she was still happily recharging, the sparkling could recharge undisturbed for hours if she wanted to. Roadblock transformed behind him, whirring happily as he moved over to one of the far corners of the hangar where a large pile of used tires lay, the sparkling was quick to collapse on top and fall right back into recharge.

Optimus was the final one to enter the hangar, Oz was currently scurrying around on his shoulder plate, the chick sparkling seemed to never run out of energy and ever since they had landed been asking if he could go paddling in the shallows not far away.

Oz had actually surprised them with how quickly he was growing, once the size of an actually Osprey chick, he was now around the size of a Labrador now, his first feathers had since been replaced with more flight oriented feathers and was now covered on his wings and back in deep brown feathers, whilst his underbelly was a snow white with flecks of brown around where the wings met the rest of his body.

He was clearly almost ready for flight.

Ratchet was already making his way over to the area he had already claimed as where his Medbay was to be built, it was already mostly constructed but the base was still going to need a lot of work to get into a more homely state.

"Not bad, a little bit of elbow grease, a little bit of interior decorating and this place might just not look like shit." Epps grumbled as he swatted a spider's web in front of his face. "Honestly man, how could the construction crews make all the fucking giant alien high walls and doors, and not once think 'hey! Let's get rid of the crap whilst we're at it! Let's help the poor, poor souls that are going to be living here!'" He grumbled at Lennox.

Lennox just shrugged his shoulders. "They weren't paid to." He responded, he then turned to look at Ironhide who was quickly making his way back out of the main hanger. "Yo Hide'! Where you going?!" He called.

"To shoot something, I had to put up with Ira's double gangers the whole flight, I swear Prime next time you take them!" He growled as he stalked out, one could probably fry an egg on his helm if they weren't likely to get blown to ashes in the process.

Optimus just shook his helm before looking back at Oz. "You may go to the beach now." He answered.

Oz chirped happily in response, springing over to the edge of the Prime, only to come to a screeching stop when he looked at the dizzying drop below. Within the second he was pinned up against the Prime's neck cables. "A-a-actually P-p-prime, I'd l-l-like to stay here, water's l-l-likely too c-c-cold anyway." He stammered.

The Prime nodded his helm gently. "Very well, but you do still need to wash frequently." He stated.

Oz's helm pulled back into his body. "I'll die before I let Ratchet near me with soap again." He hissed.

"I'm sure Ira would happily give you a bath then, I'd like to see what colour she turns you this time!" Ratchet yelled from within the walls of where the medbay would be, Oz winced slightly.

"Damn, mechs got too good a hearing." He huffed.

"I'd also like to give you a proper check-up once my medbay is up and working, I want to know why you're growing faster than all the other sparkling's!" Ratchet yelled again, this time causing Roadblock to stir slightly along with Xabia, both where extremely heavy sleepers.

"Sure, I'll let you give me a check over, when I'm dead!" Oz screeched, only from a small, human sized wrench to make contact precisely with the middle of his helm, stunning the young Cybertronian bird.

Optimus shook his helm, remembering the sunset when he'd sent the transmission to the stars, things where certainly never going to be dull again.


And there we go! Most of that was actually written in the last two days, I got a bit of writers block on this one, not sure if I should put in the vehicle modes or not. Well I hope you enjoyed and see you next time hopefully! Oh and a little question for you all, Dev and Dragon have both green lighted this, but I was wondering if you would like a crossover with one of my other stories which I am writing, it is called Ocean Tides for anyone who has not read it and it will involve the Harpy's getting sucked into the Prime universe and basically get into some interesting situations with Oce, Marina, resulting in meeting another group of Autobots, and of course craziness ensues, hopefully we will be able to keep Ira from destroying Mech for what they have yet to do to Bumblebee, if you like the idea then please respond in a review as I'm yet to work out polls. Now, anything else?

Ira::Yeah here! Moon! When's the rest of the bots showing up? I wanna meet the Terror Twins!

Moon:: Within the next few chapters, I don't want to rush it.

Ira:: 'groans' Oh come on! Please!?

Kia:: Yeah, and what's this I saw earlier about Jazz maybe being interested in me?

Moon:: Part of the plot. Dev! Dragon! Deal with your Oc's!

Dev:: I want to see Sunny and Sides too! Ira and those two along with the little ones will be the perfect pranking force!

Dragon:: That's it, I'm moving to a remote cave in the Himalaya's. 'walks off to find nearest airport with a plane flying to Tibet'

Kia:: Wait for me! 'follows after creator'

Moon:: Kia! Get back here! 'pulls Kia back' we still have a story to write!

Wren:: I agree with Moon, it would be illogical for you to suddenly disappear from the story without explanation.

Kia:: You two are no fun.

Moon:: 'sighs' we're just trying to keep this mad house together.

Ira+Dev:: WE WANT TERROR TWINS! WE WANT TERROR TWINS!

Moon:: Alright damn it! I'll write you your terror twins, but remember, there's a lot of plot I still need to put in this!

Kia:: Speaking of plot, when's Wren's love interest going to show up?

Moon:: 'blushes deep red' well, eerrrr, urm eek! 'passes out'

Wren:: Get work Kia, you broke her, we'll get back to you next time on that. 'slight blush forms under visor' and Moon is quiet shy when it comes to that, she blushes bright red everytime she writes a scene about Prowl and Leona or Tiera and Prime

Dev:: Love that story!