Title: Truth be Told

Rating: T

Pairings: Prowl/oc, Jazz/oc, Bluestreak/oc

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and other characters, everything else belongs to Hasbro

Yay, new chapter. Now is where the real fun starts beginning. The darkness starts to take over. Beware the evil bunnies.

On with the chapter!


"Everything is prepared my lord," the decepticon informed bowing in front of his leader.

Megatron let an evil smile crawl across his face. "Good. Starscream, prepare the troops. Today we go hunting for some autobot's."

The others around the decepticon leader laughed as they all prepared for the battle to come.


The shrill alarm of the autobot base rang through the halls.

Prowl and Starshine were startled out of recharge as Optimus Prime called for all available autobot's

Prowl grabbed Star's hand to prevent her from leaving out the door. She turned back to him. "Stay here, we can't lose you or the sparkling."

"Then what about you?" she snapped back as he headed for the door.

"I have to go, it's my duty."

"As it is mine."

He stopped at the door of the bay. "As of yesterday you were put on leave until the sparkling is born." With that he was gone leaving her to scream after him.

Starshine was angry, she wanted to kill, throw something anything to get rid of the feeling. Instead, she sat huddled in Ratchet's office after he locked her in there. He said it was for her protection and that no one could overwrite the code with out his permission.

A blast rocked the base sending Starshine down onto the floor. She quickly scrambled up and began punching in numbers on the panel. Star wanted out of there so she could go help the others.

After the seventh failed code, she slammed her hand against the door, yelling at the top of her vocalizers. Just because she was with sparkling, did not mean she was defenseless.

There just had to be a way out of the office. Looking around she saw the air duck vent, but it was too small for her frame.

So she began banging again on the door only harder this time, hoping to get something from the other side.

It worked because a few minutes later the door slid open and a very irritated Ratchet stood on the other side.

As soon as the door was fully opened though she shoved past him, dodging First Aid as he moved to grab her. The med bay doors were open and Star was sprinting out into the hallways, gun in hand and heading for the entrance.

Only her freedom was short lived however, when Jazz came running around a corner and grabbed held of her.

"LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" she screamed trying to break free of his grip.

It was a struggle for him, since her size was bigger then his own. "No…I will… not let…. go."

"BUT I HAVE TO HELP." Trying to pry his arm off of her.

"By staying in the med bay, you are helping." He grunted when she landed a kick to his leg. "By not getting yourself killed. What would your brothers say if they saw you dead? What would Prowl?"

At this she stopped struggling, though his grip on her didn't let up. Star hung her head. "Fine, but I want to help."

"You can help Star, just not out there. Besides, no one is fighting right now, when the con's have a hostage."

She perked up. "Hostage, are you sure?"

He nodded his head as he began walking back to the med bay. "Yes, the autobot insignia is on his arm and everything."

"Do we know who he is?"

"No, but we'll him away from them soon." He assured as they arrived at the med bay. Jazz turned towards her. "Now stay here, because I rather not see my friends mate be thrown in the brig for disobeying an order."

Starshine pulled a face. "Sorry, but my brothers have more luck in the brig then I do."

He laughed and began walking away. "Go help the Hatchet, I'm sure he would mind another hand." He waved rounding a corner and Star was left alone in front of the doors.


She sighed and walked inside, Ratchet already glaring at her. "Jazz said I could help." She spoke before he could say anything.

The medic cursed. "Fine, you can get parts when we ask for them. Until then don't move from this room." He turned away and began fiddling around on the counter.

Star looked to First Aid who shrugged, swinging his legs back and forth on the berth he sat on.

It was quiet in the med bay as the three waited for their first casualty to come in. It didn't help that Ratchet was muttering non-stop and slamming down his tools. First Aid was humming a song and Starshine was pacing the med bay back and forth.

Suddenly, she wished she were bonded to Prowl, so she could know what the slag was happening outside. Although, Ratchet said there would be plenty of opportunities for the two of them to do so.

Hurried footsteps sounded in the hallways, all three snapping their optics to the door. Ironhide rounded the corner. "They're requesting Starshine show herself."

All three mech's looked towards her, who was surprised.

"Did they say why?" Ratchet asked taking a step towards the weapon specialist.

"The con's know who she is. They request her to be with her teammates, or they kill the autobot. Prime sent me to get her."

Star took a few steps forward, but a hand on her shoulder made her turn towards Ratchet. "Stay behind the others and mask your energy signature, we don't want them to know you are sparking."

She nodded and followed after Ironhide who walked in front of her. Just before the entrance of the base he turned to her. "Stay behind me, I'll make sure nothing hits you."

"You don't have to do that."

"No, I don't, but it wouldn't do any good if we lost you or creation. Besides, I can tell you make Prowl happy and he needs something like you in his life."


"WHERE IS THE OTHER, BRING HER OUT HERE NOW OR I WILL SHOOT." The voice of Megatron demanded.

Reluctantly, Starshine and Ironhide stepped out of the base, Star making sure she was hidden behind his big frame. The other autobot's parted to let them through, though two others joined in protecting her sides.

Star looked and spotted Prowl up ahead, who was looking back with a tense stare. She could tell he was afraid, and to tell you the truth she was as well.

Finally, Ironhide stopped in front next to Optimus Prime, her brothers just behind the leader glaring dangerously at the cons. Dreamscape and Breakdancer were behind them, watching Star as she glanced around.

In front of the line of autobot's was the decepticon's each with their blood red eyes looking. Megatron stood in the middle of his troops an evil smile upon his face. Next to him was Soundwave, in his somewhat creepy bipedal mode.

On the decepticon leader's right side stood Starscream, with his wing mates. But, what Star notice was the prisoner Skywarp and Thundcracker were holding. It was an autobot, since the red insignia stood out on the bot's black armor. He was on his knees, a gun pointed at his head on either side.

"Send the femme's up front with no protection." Megatron ordered glaring at Prime.

Starshine saw her brother's tense even more as low growls came from the two. Prowl also was very tense, his doorwings held so high, they looked ready come off. Even Optimus Prime was very tense as he stared at Megatron for a moment or two.

Obviously the autobot's stalling was irritating the decepticon leader as he turned towards the seekers. "Kill the autobot."

"No, wait," Optimus spoke holding up his hand. "Step forward you three."

Breakdancer, Dreamscape and Starshine looked at one another, before stepping around their bodyguards.

However, the three didn't go very far, keeping within arms reach of those behind them.

Megatron smiled. "So you three are the Seekers Sisters. You have been nothing but a pain in the aft, from all the destruction you caused my troops."

Dreamscape shifted slightly, making the decepticon's entirely look at her.

"Unfortunately," he continued. "the three of you survived the battle, that was suppose to have offline you permanently. But, there will be plenty of other opportunities, now that I know you're here on earth."

He looked away and towards the captured autobot. "Which one of you is Starshine?"

Sunstreaker and Sideswipe growled louder, being restrained by some of the others.

Dreamscape looked towards Star who nodded, taking a small step forward. "I am her," she said with little fear in her voice.

Megatron smiled, as she held back a shiver of disgust at his facial feature. "I believe I have an old friend of yours here." Indicating to the black mech.

Her optics snapped to the captured autobot then back again. "You have seen for yourself that we are still alive. Now it's time for you to uphold your part of this."

A sneer found it's way onto the decepticon leaders face, as some of his followers moved. "Very well, you can have your pathetic autobot back. I only came here today to see that the three of you survived. Thundercracker, Skywarp leave the piece of filth."

The autobot's watched as the two seekers picked up the black mech and threw him forward. He landed hard on the ground laying completely still, his optics dark from those who could see his face.

Starshine would have gone to him, but Ironhide pulled her back at that minute as a gunshot went off.

Chaos in sued as Star felt herself being pulled quickly towards the entrance of the base. She struggled against Ironhide, who continued to drag her away from the fighting outside.

She found herself shoved inside the med bay, Ratchet instantly surrounding her, his scanners running over her systems. When he was sure she was all right did he turn his attention to the four mech's walking in.

The four of them were supporting a fifth one, the black mech that the decepticon's had taken as their prisoner. The four gently placed him on a berth carefully, per Ratchet's instruction.

The medic then snapped at them to get out, which they quickly did, not wanting to be on the end of the wrench.

Starshine stood off to the side watching as the medic went through every medical procedure.

The black mech lay completely still, but a quiet hum was coming from his systems.

Ratchet finally pulled away with a huff. "It's uncharacteristic of the them to leave a prisoner this intact."

"Ratchet?" First Aid asked from his spot next to the yellow hummer.

"There's nothing wrong with him, was just sedated." The medic explained further. He shifted through a drawer bringing out a syringe. Coming back over, Ratchet stuck the needle into the black mech's neck, before pulling it back out.

A small groan instantly came from the mech, his hand twitching.

Starshine watched as the hand was brought up and touch the mech's face. Something was tugging at her processor, but she couldn't figure out what was causing it.

Soon the mech was sitting up with the aid of Ratchet as First Aid held a cube in his arm. The mech turned his head this way and that. "Where am I?"

An intake of air swiftly went through her systems, causing them to stutter. First Aid was by her side in an instant, trying to ask her questions. But Star wasn't listening as the black mech slowly turned around.

"Stormbreaker," she squeaked before falling offline in shock.


Author Notes: AHHH, he's back. NOOOOOOOO. Where the frag did he come from?

Shrugs

Oh well, not my problem. Well technically it is, since I'm writing the story, but I blame the evil bunnies for bringing him in here.

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