I am a horrible person, it has taken 49 days to get this out! The rest of them you barely had to wait more than two weeks! Anyway, I decided to do the crossover chapter between my two stories, and I think it turned out okay, I have not been idle however, the cause of my delay is mostly due to the fact that I started doing a re-write from my original story (which is no longer up) it has taken over the majority of my time and I think I will begin posting that soon, maybe, not sure. There is also the fact my folks have gone health crazed, hence why I must now go for walks everyday and they have to be at least an hour long, I've also got to weigh the amount of every piece of food I eat and find out how many calories it is, and weigh myself every, single, day. 'sigh' life is hectic at the moment. But enough whining. On with the chapter! If it isn't your cup of tea then I'm sorry, this is just how this story's going.

Chapter 10

"Come on Wren! Please?!" Ira begged on her knees in the middle of the Luxury hotel the five were staying in.

"No Ira, I do not wish to perform such an activity, I'd much prefer to stay here with Feedback, I am not leaving her here alone for someone to possibly find her and take her." Wren stated unflinching, Feedback was currently curled up on Wren's queen size bed, purring away as Kia carefully stroked the sparkling's doorwings.

Ira groaned as she stood up and placed a hand on her hip with a peeved off look on her face. "I've tried asking, bribing and even god damn begging! And still you ain't flinching! For crying out loud Wren! One night on the town is all I'm asking for! It's why we came here!" Ira exclaimed.

Kia sighed as she leant back. "Ira stop, Wren's not budging and you know it, there's just some stuff she's not ready for yet, partying is certainly one of those." She paused for a moment seeming to of had a light bulb moment. "Doesn't mean we can't go, think about it my friend, no Wren, no restrictions on what we can do." She explained as she leant back onto the pillows.

Ira's blue, green and grey eyes shone with excitement as she realised what Kia was doing. "I could go crazy and beat the slag out of some drunk guy who tries it with me!" She trilled happily, watching from the corner of her eye as the normally stoic Wren twitched, she'd found her loop hole.

Kia chuckled as she stared up at the crystal chandelier above. "You can get drunk to the point the world's upside down!" She teased.

Wren's twitch became more prominent. Ira smirked. "I could go in this really skimpy outfit that's sure to cover nothing!"

Wren was shaking heavily.

Kia smirked seeing their tactic was working. "Or you just walk down the street in your underwear."

"Or nothing at all… oh the possibilities… Maybe the bots will see us on the news!" Ira smirked.

Wren cracked. "ALRIGHT! I'll go! But only to make sure you two don't get yourselves into trouble! And Ira, you are not going in a skimpy outfit, find something appropriate or you're not going at all." She warned.

Ira shrugged. "Fine by me, Feedback can stay in the safe." Ira then suggested.

Kia groaned. "Ira, you have no idea how to look after a kid, do that and Wren'll kill you, and it ain't gonna be quick." The Hispanic nineteen year old warned.

Ira looked over to the safe. "Oh right, no air holes, err, what about on the balcony?" She asked.

Wren smacked her round the back of the head. "We're on the forty ninth floor you idiot. Such a fall would offline her. Feedback will be staying here inside, but only once I put this on the door." She said holding up the heavy duty lock from her pocket.

Kia looked up at it from her place lying on the bed. "Where the frag you get that from?" She asked sceptically.

"I took it from the safe, hence another reason it won't work as a place for Feedback." Wren answered.

Ira walked over to the safe and opened the door, finding the door had been taken apart from the inside, the lock in her friend's hand fitting the hole which looked like it had been taken apart with a surgeon's precision. "Okay…little creepy here, oh well. You better put that back once you're done you know." Ira warned jokingly.

Wren raised an eyebrow at the black and grey haired seventeen year old. "You suspected me of not fixing what I broke? What other purpose would I have for such a thing?" She asked, Ira only shrugged in response.

Kia looked over at the still recharging sparkling. "Why not put her in your subspace?" She asked, no one was worried about Rose, the Parakeet had decided to do some aerial sight seeing and was off somewhere, no one would hopefully bother her, yet something told them that by how excited Rose was to see everything, she'd be gone at least until early morning.

Wren shook her head. "She has more to do here than in there, now start getting ready, if we're going to do this insanity then we might as well do it right."

2 hours later

"Ira, Kia, I hate you." Wren growled as she looked at the outfit her Trine mates had wrestled her into.

Ira chuckled. "Oh come on! Anyone with half a working head would know you look perfect in that! And, it matches your colours a treat! By Primus any mech worth half his weight in tungsten would drool over you!"

Kia nodded, Feedback was now awake and watching her three older sisters curiously, mostly wondering why they were wearing such strange clothes, especially Wren, seeing as she'd never seen her big sisters human or harpy form wear such tight clothing, it was always baggy, it wasn't as strange to see on Ira or Kia.

Wren was wearing a backless upper knee length dress which was cut down both sides to enable movement, the front had a large blue oval staring at the low v-neck collar and down to her hips, the rest was pitch black, and the sides were also cut away to reveal her pale skin, and trailing from the waistline where her tail feathers, the only part of her Harpy form she had showing. "Ira, you know how much distain I have for drawing attention to myself, I would much rather remain in my normal attire." Wren growled, emerald green eyes narrowed in distaste of her own reflection, Wren had never been one for dressing up for any occasion, her aunts wedding, simple t-shirt, trousers and trainers, the same for every Gala her parents had forced her to, slightly more acceptable but still what she would walk, if she'd ever been allowed to that is, down the street in.

Ira groaned. She was wearing a two piece, the upper part a spaghetti strap was white with black spots on the front and black on the back, the lower half being a ruffled mid-thigh skirt which had a pair of equally black knee length leggings underneath, her wedge shaped tail feathers poked out from between the two items of clothing, making it look like they were part of her attire, Wren had demanded Ira to wear the leggings to make sure she didn't look like easy pickings to whoever saw her. "Wren, I know it's a little on the cliché side, but you need to live a little, come on, when was the last time you sang in front of more than a wall?" Ira stated, giving Wren the most serious look she could, which in comparison to Wren wasn't very serious.

Wren didn't answer, choosing to stare at her reflection, surely one night wouldn't be bad right? She was going to keep Ira and Kia safe, not to make herself look like a fool, especially in a place like Rio, not with its background, a place for parties it may be but she had to watch her steps, and those of her more wild trine mates.

She would tolerate this for now, but if they thought this would become a weekly thing? Well, Ira wasn't the only one who could prank, Wren's mind often kept itself busy thinking up complicated yet effective plans of humiliating those who would annoy her, when she wasn't hacking into Governments deepest and darkest secrets that is. "Very well, I will try to make myself have more fun this night, but do not expect to make this a running occurrence, this is a one off and I want you to remember that." Ira and Kia couldn't argue, even before she broke Wren was one to actually hiss at the thought of going out without supervision of an adult, but Kia was technically a young adult now, as was Wren herself, technically it was only Ira who was yet to be classified a young adult, but that wasn't going to stop them from having some serious fun.

"Sure, now how about we put something on for Feedback to watch? You know TV works on her." Kia suggested, Kia was wearing a simple one shoulder golden brown gown which was decorated with spirals of silver thread which began around the which went down to just below her knee caps, her hair was pulled up into a large bun unlike her two friends who were leaving their hair down, her tail feathers where also visible from the isosceles triangle which had been cut out of the back of her dress which went from her lower back to between the tops of her shoulder blades.

Wren nodded, walking over to the sparkling who was beginning to look fearful. 'You're leaving? Why? Please, don't go.' She typed. Kia and Ira awed behind her as Wren gently picked up the laptop sparkling from under her arms and hefted her up so that she rested on her hip.

"Do not fear young one, we will be home before the sun rises in the morning, that I promise you, and if not, I want you to call either Uncle Ratchet, Optimus or Ironhide, tell them the situation and wait for someone to pick you up, but tell whoever you call to tell the person being said to say 'Autobots' if someone comes without saying that, I want you to hid. Will you do that for me?" She asked.

Feedback went over it in her helm before nodding. 'Yes big sister, me be quiet and not break anything like Oz does. And if someone who doesn't say Autobots comes, hide, if you not show up, call Uncle Wratchet, Opimus or Ionhide.' She typed.

Ira snorted, leading to Kia elbowing her in the stomach. "What?" Ira snapped quietly.

"She's young, don't laugh just because she got their names a little wrong." Kia hissed.

Ira rolled her eyes. "Jeez! Okay, don't get so protective okay? That's Wren's job when it comes to Feedback." Ira retorted.

Wren took the remote from the occupied hand of Kia, turning she turned the TV onto the kids channel, finding there was a string of child safe movies over the next few hours, perfect for keeping Feedback entertained. With that done she placed Feedback onto her queen sized bed and walked back over to her Trine mates, grabbing both their wrists she pulled them out of the room, one of her tail feathers waving in goodbye to Feedback as they left. "Let us get this over and done with." She grumbled.

Two hours later

Wren, Ira and Kia had found a moderately busy nightclub to go to, Ira and Kia where out on the dancefloor dancing together whilst Wren watched from the side lines, sitting in one of the circular booths so that she could watch everything going on around her.

"Hey." Wren's stone cold eyes snapped up towards the man standing there, he looked around twenty years old, without even thinking she ran a facial recognition scan, finding a match and delving into the records of the man, it all happened in a flash, the information stored away, he was safe enough to respond to.

"Greetings." She responded, even more stoic then normal, besides the information she'd already gathered, she knew not what his personality was like.

"Ouch, something tells me you got dragged here unwillingly by your friends?" He asked as he took a seat in the booth, sitting right on the edge, Wren would allow him to sit there, he was far enough away for now, any closer and she would not be as welcoming to his presence.

"You would be correct in your assessment, they played at my weakness of being over protective, and now I am here keeping an eye on them to make sure they are not hurt, they are the only family I have left, and I will protect them with all my might." She stated, the man, named Antonio Be La Trix, let out an impressed whistle.

"I wouldn't want to get in your way." He stated, taking a small sip from the alcoholic drink he had in his hand, a Strongbow.

"Then do not, I will not pay for your hospital bill." She responded back sharply.

Antonio flinched slightly, "Jeez, you need to relax girl, what's your name?" He asked.

She technically already knew his. "Wren Harpy, it is relatively nice to meet you Antonio." She answered.

Antonio blinked. "How did you…?"

"I overheard one of your friends call you that." She responded.

Antonio took a look around the club, Wren had still yet to look back at him, her eyes locked back on her Trine mates. "You must have some good hearing, the speakers are practically jumping here!" Antonio responded, it was very loud in the club, the volume cranked up to the point the three of them had been able to hear the club from three blocks away, hence why Ira had been quick to drag them inside.

"I have accurate hearing for coping with such volumes of noise." She responded, her lips falling into a slight frown at realising he had scooted a bit closer.

"That's pretty damn cool, so where's your friends?" He asked.

"Centre dancefloor, the two in the black and white and brown attires." Wren answered, Antonio whistled.

"You ain't the only Angel who's fallen from heaven this night then, you three should be careful, natural beauties such as your self are very much sought after here." Antonio stated, flirting, this was going too far.

"Cease your attempt to flatter, Ira, Kia and I are not interested in relationships with those such as yourselves, we have all agreed to wait until the right one, and I assure you, you are not the right one." She firmly stated, turning to look at him with eyes narrowed into a vicious glower.

Antonio frowned. "I was just trying to give you a compliment! And some friendly advice!" Something told Wren he would've continued had Ira and Kia not walked up.

"Oh~ Wren! You gotta booth buddy! And to think you wouldn't actually interact with anyone until we were back home!" Ira taunted, Antonio looked over at the seventeen year old like she was the Holy Grail.

"Thank God, you're don't have sticks up your arse like she does!" He praised, Ira and Kia looked to one another.

Kia spoke then. "We were wondering if yah wanted to join us on the floor. You know… dance?"

Wren didn't even hesitate. "Very well, anything to get my person away from this flirt, I was half a minute from slamming his head into the table in hopes of giving him a concussion." Wren growled as she rose and sidestepped out of the booth.

As she walked after to her Trine mates, she heard him mutter something which set her blood afire with rage, she spun on the heels of her sandals and stalked back to the booth.

With a speed only a Harpy could perform she grabbed his left ear and yanked him closer to her, her Emerald green eyes glowing with unbidden rage as they narrowed into slits, Antonio could only gulp. "What was that, that you just uttered you filthy piece of street trash!" She hissed, baring her teeth and grinding them together in an attempt to control herself.

He didn't respond, Wren yanked his ear harder, by this point Ira and Kia where trying to pull her away, to very little success.

He cracked. "I said you needed to get laid!" He yelled.

Wren hissed, her other hand clutching his short black hair, it was cut short and gelled to the point some of the excess actually ended up on her hand. "That's what I thought." She hissed before lifting his head up, and slamming it back down into the hardwood table, not enough to kill him but enough to knock him unconscious.

Wren let go and strode back to her friends, her chest out slightly in smug pride at their shocked looks. Ira stated to chuckle, not the happy chuckle but one that meant she'd just witnessed something which very much unnerved her. "Remind me to never try and get Wren to get out and 'mingle'." She muttered to Kia, who simply nodded her head.

Wren cleared her throat. "Shall we?" She gestured to the dance floor, only to feel a tap on the shoulder, tuning she found herself looking at a woman who looked like she could bench press her and her Trine mates all at one.

"'scuse me miss, but yah wouldn' me Wren, Ira and Kia would yah?" The Scandinavian woman asked, her brown hair held up in a pair of impressive plaits which went down to her mid back and looked similar to the thickness of logs.

Wren nodded, but that did not stop her from being cautious of the woman. "Yes, that is us, now who are you and how do you know our names?" She demanded.

The woman just chuckled, her voice deep and full of mirth. "Name' Helen Hofferton, owner of the Loreley in New York, Coney Island to be precise, there's some folks coming tonight I believe you might enjoy the company of. Mah boss lady asked for yah especially, and she ain't one to take no for an answer I'm afraid." The woman, Helen, explained.

Kia frowned as she stepped up to the side of Wren, hands on her hips. "Oh? And what do you know? For all we know you could be someone of bad intentions, and in all honesty none of us three are exactly trust worthy, so I think I speak for all of us when we respectively decline, we're on vacation to have a good time, and we're going to have that good time." Kia retorted.

Helen shrugged. "Few points wrong there lassie, one, yah have no idea how much ah kno' 'bout you three, and all your Autobot friends, and the sparkling' even the one you've got safe in you' hotel room. But don' yah worry, I ain't no threa'. Two, ah can assure yah you'll have more fun at the Loreley then yah would with mistah flirt over there." She pointed to Antonio who was still completely out of it. "An three, the will of a goddess ain't somethin' yah can say no to." Before either of the Harpy's could respond the woman seemed to spontaneously combust right in front of them.

"HOLY SLAG!" Ira screeched as the flames jumped from the woman to her, Wren and Kia, partygoers froze in place around them as the four where consumed completely, a moment later the fire extinguished itself, all that remained was four small scorch marks in the places where they'd all once stood, the sprinkler system hadn't even had enough time to turn on.

Alternate dimension

Wren, Ira and Kia all stumbled backwards as the world around them reformed, all of them breathing heavily as they tried to make sense of what had just happened, their heads where pounding just like they had when they'd first arrived in the Bayverse universe. "Oh slag, I think the TBM's came for round two." Ira muttered as she tried to regain her bearings, a banging sound came from the side of her and her vision corrected itself just enough for her to see Wren pinning Helen to the wall with a look of absolute murder on her face, this could turn very ugly, very quickly.

"Where the frag did you take us! How are we in New York's Coney Island! I want answers!" She bellowed at the woman.

Kia perked up as she realised the background sound of joyful conversation dies down, only for an almost angelic like voice to sound out. "Helen? Are you alright?" The voice was soon followed by someone walking closer with someone else following close behind.

Kia was quick to turn when she heard a door opening, looking towards the sound she found herself looking at a young man and woman, the man was in all honesty, built like a tank, his red leather jacket and white shirt not hiding any of the rippling muscles he seemed to possess, his hair and trousers where the same colour strangely, a deep royal blue, the hair itself was scruffy, but in that way that alerted you the fact that it was purposefully done like that, his face was well formed with a strong jaw and the most stunning almost glowing blue eyes.

Her mind simply shut down as she realised just who this man looked like. "Holy shit." She muttered. "Wren, Ira, its Optimus Prime." She breathed out.

She could see Ira and Wren tense from where they stood as the two, one now recognised as either Optimus Prime's holoform or a very big coincidental look alike, looked at them, specifically how Wren still had Helen pinned to the wall.

"Oh Aerith! Helen! Are you alright?!" The woman exclaimed as she rushed forwards and pushed the now numb Wren out of the way, but the way her hair was beginning to defy the laws of gravity Ira and Kia could tell she was trying to obtain all the information in the area, hence why she let go so easily.

Helen nodded as she brushed herself down, unaverred by Wren's reaction, she'd honestly expected it. "I am alright lady Oce, nothing more than a simple bump. These three are our guests which I told you about earlier." Helen stated gesturing towards the three of them for the woman, who in turn turned to face them, allowing all three to see her in detail for the first time.

Instantly the image of a model popped up in their heads over their link with the Allspark, Oce, as she was apparently called was only slightly shorter than the man, she looked only eighteen in age, but in no way looked like you're a-typical female of her age, she was almost as well built as the Prime look alike, her arms where well-built yet still looked like they had the grace to pull of the finest of movements, she had large doe like brown eyes with silver rings around the pupil, her brunette hair flowed down to her hips and each of the long tips ended in a few inches of royal blue, which matched the royal blue short sleeve shirt embroiled with silver thread, the way it shone one would actually mistake it for the real metal, this was then matched by the greyish silver skinny jeans she was wearing and finished off with a pair of dark blue leather sandals.

"Who are you?" The woman demanded, her voice held a slight Greek accent as she looked at the three, Wren finally snapped out of her state of downloading and stepped forward, extending her hand to the woman.

"Wren Harpy, these are my friends and Trine mates, Ira Harpy and Kia Harpy. We recently changed our last names as we no longer wished to bear them. I apologise for my previous actions, being teleported leaves us with nothing but shortened tempers and splitting head aches, we'd been on vacation in Rio when this woman approached us, less than 3.00 minutes later we were here." Wren explained.

The younger woman, who in truth was the same age as Wren, stared at her for a moment before placing her own hand in Wren's and shaking it. "I understand, I should in that case apologise for Helen's actions, a little too eager my friend?" She asked Helen who only chuckled before waving them off.

"Y'ah Y'ah, yah mother want' them her' as soon as possible, so I got 'um her', now if you'll excus' me, I gotta' get back to takin' orders." With that she walked out of the room, leaving the remaining five to stand there and look at one another.

The young Optimus look alike stepped forwards then. "My Designation is Optimus Prime, this is the love of my very spark, Oce Pridon, herald of the waves and Ocean tides, daughter of Aerith the Goddess of Life and Justice. It is a pleasure to meet you, however, I do not recall ever hearing of mention of you in my lifetime, where are you from?" He asked.

The three didn't answer for a time, to busy allowing what they'd heard to set in, at least until Ira squealed happily and tackled Oce to the ground in a hug. "YOU'RE SO LUCKY! YAH SNAGGED OPTIMUS FRAGGING PRIME HIMSELF!" She trilled excitedly whilst Oce was left trapped underneath her and her Trine mates allowed their palms to meet their faces while Optimus just tilted his head in confusion as he stepped over towards Oce.

Wren sighed as she walked over to the seventeen year old, wrapping her arms around her waist and tugging her off the stunned slightly older woman, something they'd learnt quickly was that their strength from their Bipedal forms had been scaled into their human forms, resulting in Wren having a great deal more strength then she used to, Ira being able to be in one place at one moment and another the next, and Kia having the medium between them, not as strong as Wren and not as fast as Ira, yet faster than Wren and stronger then Ira. "I apologise for Ira's actions, she can be very excited about certain things: the first time we met in person she sent me to the floor in much the same way." Wren apologised as Optimus helped Oce back to her feet.

Oce waved them off with a smile which could outshine a star. "Oh don't worry about it, come, Helen gave our group a table with enough seats for you, follow us." She gestured them to follow, which the three did without question, too busy with the ones racing around their heads.

As they stepped out the door of the room, they came face to face with one of the strangest sights they'd ever seen, and they'd all unfortunately seen Simmons' undressing during the second movie, from then on they would skip that part, the mental scaring had never needed to be deepened.

The room was huge, at least sixty or seventy people could fit around the tables, and all of them seemed happy enough talking and just having a good time. But that was where the normality ended very abruptly as a man with short curly brown hair walked up, wearing a brown silk like vest with gold trim which looked like it had been tailored specially for him, the vest was without sleeves and the collar was a low and sharp 'v'. But what really caught them off guard was the fact that this man from the waist down, was attached the body of a horse.

They were looking at a Centaur.

"My lady Oce, it seems that the blue and pink haired one has just umm… what is the word I am looking for here? Ah yes… had a cow, she is not in any way pleased and neither is the white and red haired one, I offer my services in keeping these fine ladies occupied whilst you attend to your own party." He said as he bowed at the waist whilst his lower half did the horses equivalent of a bow, his voice having a similar accent to Oce.

Oce nodded and turned to them. "I'm sorry about this, but do not worry, Galileo is a very kind gentlemen, he should be able to clear some things up for you." She apologised, a slight blush forming as she turned to walk off towards a large booth with Optimus walking at her side.

Wren turned to Galileo. "You are the famous ancient astronomer correct?" She stated more then asked, Galileo bowed again.

"Yes my fine lady, and you may assume your Harpy forms here, as you have likely already guessed, none shall judge, and you have also met it seems our resident Mer couple." He smirked as he raised himself back up to his easily ten foot height.

"Mer couple?" Kia asked, tilted her head to the side as the three shifted into their Harpy forms, and noticing that they all received nothing but warm smiles and welcoming nods from those around, who now that they looked closer, all had some none human characteristics.

Galileo chuckled. "You didn't notice? Oce is a merfemme, and Optimus was given the gift of a mer form as well, now they mostly swim around in their free time together, I heard she showed him her treasure trove earlier today, no one is allowed into her trove, not even her younger sister Marina or her older brother Ironhide." He explained. "Now follow me, Necra and Dolumn will help with explanations." He turned in the wide gap between the tables and walked back the way he came, hooves clacking against the stone tile floor, the three Harpy's looked at one another in curiosity and weariness, they had no idea what to expect of all this.

They were quickly lead to a large booth, it was clearly made for the two Centaurs sitting there with the fact that the table was lowered and the seats where a bed of hay which the male and female Centaur sat. "Necra, Dolumn, these are Aerith's quests from the alternate world, we're to keep them occupied whilst lady Oce deals with her own guests." Just as he said that a crashing sound could be heard, along with exclamations of 'MARINA!' Galileo just chuckled. "Ah yes, lady Oce's little sister, the terror of the seas Marina, little devils sunk more ships in her time than even the storms her mother whips up!" He chuckled.

Ira, Kia and Wren all glanced over towards the large table which was still partially in view, a young, around five year old girl wearing a black with white patched dress with matching wild hair was hanging from the handle of a double edge axe lodged in the ceiling, the girl herself bearing an almost demonic look as she chuckled like a mad woman, Ira shuddered. "Reminds me of crazy Blitzwing." She muttered turning back to Galileo. "How is that kid in anyway related to Oce?" She asked.

Galileo shook his head as he to settled on the bed of hay. "They are not, Oce saved Marina when they were originally human in the time of Ancient Athens, Shockwave had attacked Athens, Oce, or as she was originally called, Oriel spotted Marial in the arms of her deceased mother, at the time she'd only been a month old. Shockwave took both of them, Oriel was transformed into a merfemme, and Marial into an Orca calf, Aerith adopted them after remaking them in her image, but Marina refuses to believe she was ever human, and ever since she has become quiet the psychopath, the only reason she is not murdering every human in sight it because of the fact that Aerith would be upset with her. All shudder at the thought of when she becomes a fully-fledged teenager." He muttered that last part of his explanation, by this point the three Harpy's where sitting on the straw.

"Yes, but until then we are safe, besides, at the rate humans reproduce these days, they will either not all be wiped out, or they will quickly breed like rabbits until they are at a sustainable population, Marina being let lose would solve a lot of our worlds problems you must admit." The woman stated, her torso hidden by a flowing white dress which stood out against her dark grey almost black horse half, they assumed this was Necra, meaning Dolumn was the man with the greyish white pelt and similar yet slightly darker Victorian dress shirt.

Dolumn only nodded, he looked to be thirty at the oldest. "In my time as a normal human the population was more stable, death rate was impossible to count and the birth rate had to match to keep up, only now most humans are living longer and yet they are still breeding like overexcited rabbits." He muttered.

Kia raised her arm in the air. "Excuse me, but how did we get from the fact there is a psychopathic five year old, hanging from a double edged axe lodged in the ceiling, to the past and present breeding habits of the human race, cause not seven months ago, all three of us where completely human thank you." She stated.

Necra chuckled behind her hand, Kia raised an eyebrow at her, glad Rose wasn't here, the poor Parakeet would really be struggling to keep up with all this madness. "Something funny Necra?" She asked warningly.

"You assume you were always human, when you have no inkling to you true origins." She smirked knowingly at them.

Wren frowned at this. "And I can assume you will not grace us with the truth of our origins then, as I have notified from you posture and other such vital readings I have obtained from your body, also, do not drink that, one more and you will become too drunk to be coherent." She stated as she pulled the beer mug away from the female Centaurs reach, who had also been trying to make a grab for her drink.

Necra glared at Wren for a moment before a tauting smirk appeared on the centaur, flicking some of her pixie cut black hair behind her ear. "You assume correctly, Aerith would have our heads if we told you, she likes it when adventures play out the way they were meant to, someone intervening in the plot is to her like someone standing up in the cinema and yelling an important plot point or what happens in the ending, ruining it for everyone else." Necra explained, a moment later she was grappling with Wren from the beer mug, the Harpy's finger like feathers tightly wrapped around the handle whilst the Centaur had her hands wrapped around the main part.

The two continued in their match of tug of war, the contents spilling onto the table before quickly seeming to evaporate into thin air, Kia leant over to whisper in Galileo's ear. "Should we try and break them up?" She asked, the brown curly haired Centaur shook his head.

"Let them have their fun." He responded.

A moment later Wren shifted into her Harpygornis form, giving off a shrill shriek as she beat her wings as hard as she could, by this point everyone had focused in on what was going on, only to watch as Wren successfully took to the air, with Necra hanging from beneath, no one really focusing on the fact that the ceiling was actually stretching upwards to give the two more room as they tried to get the other to let go of the beer mug.

Kia and Ira looked at one another, they didn't exactly want to be left out, shifting into their own airborne forms they joined their much larger Trine leader and began flying around Necra's head to distract her, letting off shrill calls as they continued on their self appointed mission of aiding their Trine leader.

Finally Wren twisted without warning, rolling her entire form backwards in the air, the force actually lifting Necra over her head and above her, all in the room had by this point began cheering at the fine display of airmanship.

Finally the literal breaking point was reached, the mugs handle simply could not take the strain of lifting the entire weight of a centaur, and snapped clear off where it had been attatched to the rest of the mug. Necra tumbled for half a second before landing safely on all four hooves, standing up she held the mug victoriously in the air before taking a swig, only to find it was empty. With a growl she smashed it into the table. "ANOTHER!" She bellowed, the mug quickly reformed along with another pint of the alcohol seeming to burst from inside and fill the mug again.

Wren, Ira and Kia all landed up in the rafters of the now much higher ceiling. Ira turned to Kia. "Okay I give, mythical creatures, human/mermaid and merman Autobots, and now the laws of all reality being just tossed out the window in a display of flaming glory… What the holy frag is going on in this mad house!" She exclaimed, throwing her wings in the air before burying herself into Wren's breast. "Wake me up once this drug induced nightmare goes away!" She wailed, but it was heavily muffled by the Harpagornis' substantial plumage.

"Hey guys! Over here!" The three look to where Oce had called, having taken her younger sisters place, she was even hanging from the axe still lodged there, apparently trying to wrestle the heavy weapon back out, how a five year old had been able to lodge that axe in there so deep was well and truly beyond them.

They took flight one after another, Wren going first, then Kia and finaly Ira who had taken a moment to look back at Necra, who was now completely smashed and was face down on the table unconscious, Galileo and Dolumn talking together like their friend wasn't past out on the table with a beer mug still held in her right hand.

Once they arrived at the table they shifted back into their Harpy forms, Oce grinned and quickly dragged Wren by the arm so that she would be sitting sitting next to Oce with Optimus on her other side, Kia and Ira then take their own seats, awkwardness seeming to become a physical mass around them, at least until one very recognisable Miko Nakadi seemed to explode with excitement. "That. Was. AWESOME! How do you do that! Are you sky guardians or something like that? How many bad guys have you beaten up?! Can you turn into other things like Bulkhead turns into an off roader? What's you're favourite colours? Did your eyes always have those blue rings in them? What country are you from? How many mph!" She'd shot off question after question until the human they assumed to be Bulkhead clamped his large hand over the girls mouth, effectively silencing her.

"Miko please! They just sat down for Primus sake!" He exclaimed as he lifted his hand away, Miko just pouted in response.

Jack Darby rolled his eyes at the whole debacle. "Excuse her, she drank three cans of original Coke this morning." He stated with a shrug.

Ira beamed. "First of all, Miko you are awesome! I can't believe it! First we get sucked into the Bayverse, and now into this wigged out version of the Primeverse! I take back what I said earlier! I've been in the presence of not one, but two Ratchet's!" She trilled, before promptly fainting against the back of the booth, if possible, Wren and Kia would of sweat dropped, trust Ira to make it even harder to explain.

The one they guessed was Arcee turned to them. "Explanations, who the frag are you?" She demanded.

Marina chuckled. "Talk quickly, or I gut you." She threatened, something told Wren and Kia that she could and would do as she had stated. The axe was still wedged up the ceiling after all.

Wren didn't hesitate, beginning to tell their tale of what had happened to them, since the eclipse to the very the moment they sat there, the group of human Autobots and humans all listened, every so often asking questions, Allspark even made an appearance to prove their story.

Once complete they were all staring at the three in awe, Ira had recovered about half way in and had moved over to sit next to Miko with Raf on her other side, who she would often coo at and call adorable, much to the twelve year olds embarrassment, and Bumblebee's when her attention would shift to him.

Oce was the first to speak. "Wow, you've been through a lot. And in such a short time, I mean, Kia, you're looking after a four armed sparkling the size of you version of my big brother?! Feedback sounds cute though." She stated.

Wren bolted upwards. "Feedback! She must be worried sick! We have to get back to the hotel and…" She was stopped by Oce placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Relax, time works differently within the walls of the Loreley, you've been here about twenty minutes in comparison to your world. We've got time to tell our story." Wren nodded and sat back down.

And so began their own tale of adventures, all three Harpy's where in awe after the first fifteen minutes, Oce was over two and a half centuries old and yet she was still eighteen in her years, as it continued the others joined in, telling their own snippets of what happened and what Oce had missed, multiple times they were interrupted by Marina trying to reach the axe so she could throw it again, much to everyone's chagrin.

Oce and Optimus had met for the first time four years ago, the mech having been badly injured by Megatron's cannon when he plunged into the Mediterranean, Oce had luckily been trying to calm down her hyperactive sister when she'd seen him, she then went on to save his life. At first there had been a serious language barrier, with Oce unable to speak any modern languages and her only written language being an ancient Athenian dialect, hence why Optimus had crafted her a translator, to prove this Oce had taken the translator disguised as a neck choker of and spoken, only Optimus, Marina and Ironhide didn't jump at the shrill clicks and trills which followed, none of the Harpy's had ever heard such noises come from a humans mouth, they in turn beginning a little game of who could out noise one another, Ira was the one to instigate it, giving off a playful trill, Oce had responded with a louder trill, then Kia with a shrill squawk, and Marina gave a bellow which did not fit her five year old form in any aspect of the term.

It finally ended for most of the groups relief when Wren sent her wings careening into the back of both of her Trine mates heads, stopping them from continuing. "Enough, you sound like dying animals when you do that, cease at once or I'll have to sick Ratchet on you when we return to our home version of reality, understood?" Ira and Kia nodded her helm.

Helen walked over then, notebook and pen in hand. "I guess you' like tah actually order food now?" She asked.

Every stomach around the table gave a loud rumble in response, Wren raising her eyebrow as she stared down to where the organ was. "That's the first time it's done that in seven years, it seems even my body is beginning to recover." Ira and Kia exchanged a worried look at their friends remark, but it seemed they'd been the only ones to notice.

"I'll have the… Southern fried chicken? Eh, why not? Oh and half a gallon of water, I'm getting quiet parched." Oce ordered first, this continued on, each of the bots choosing a food option at random whilst the humans, Ira, Kia and Wren actually knew what they were ordering, finally came Marina's turn.

She'd barely opened her mouth when Oce interrupted. "She'll have the kids BBQ ribs please." Marina scowled at her for a moment before huffing.

"I was going to order Liver." She muttered.

Ira raised an eyebrow. "Then why don't you ask for that?" She asked.

"I'm not allowed to eat human body parts in public." The five year old growled.

Kia choked on the water she'd been drinking while Jack, Miko and Raf seemed to pale to the point they looked like they'd died and reformed as ghosts.

Ira surprisingly, chuckled. "Not surprising, Uncle Harris got put in jail for sixty four years for doing that." She stated.

Marina and the rest of the group other than Wren and Kia looked at her in shock, her Trine mates already knew about Ira's family history, they'd heard from her in great detail what her uncle Harris had done, in every detail.

Oce was the one to finally break the silence which had formed. "A story for another day, I believe that would be all Helen, thank you." Helen nodded in response and walked off.

The rest of the night went surprisingly well, Ira was able to get quite a few laughs from the younger members of the group by telling her about some of the pranks she'd pulled, one of her favourites being the one she'd made Simmons look like a pink sparkly butterfly, Miko had even began taking notes! Much to Jack's chagrin.

By the end of Ira's tales of terror, Ratchet and Ironhide seemed to of paled considerably. Ratchet turned to Ironhide. "Thank Primus the Terror twins aren't here." He muttered.

Ironhide nodded in agreement. "Yah gotta feel sorry for that human Simmons though, she's certainly creative." He responded, remembering Ira mention one prank on the man which involved a bowl of soup, a fake yet highly realistic rat, and a copious amount of blood, the man had apparently fainted and had then woken up only for Ira to second later push him of a bridge with a bungee cord attached.

The femme Peregrine had gotten into a lot of trouble for that one.

The night continued along those lines, Kia, Oce and Optimus found them locked in an indepth conversation about the natural world, the conversation not even ceasing once the food had arrived, Wren occupied her time with either speaking to Helen, who walked by a few times, quietly eating, and making sure Ira didn't go other board with her tales of pranking.

By the end of the meal, the group had built up a surprisingly high respect for the group. But like all good things, it couldn't last forever.

It was time for the Harpy's to return to their own world, Helen and lead them back to the back room with the Prime Auto humans, as Ira had dubbed them.

Goodbyes where exchanged and Kia ended up hugging Bumblebee so tightly he'd turned slightly blue. Wren was quick to separate the two before the scout lost consciousness. She turned to Helen. "I assume we'll be dragged back here at some point then?" She asked.

Helen shrugged. "It's likely, Aerith likes you three, slag, if she's willing enough, you might even have Oce giving you lot a visit." She joked, Oce beamed at the comment.

"And when I do, I'll be sure to have an ocean liner, nobody calls Optimus a piece of scrap metal, my Optimus or not." She growled, Optimus quickly pulling her into a one armed hug to calm her down.

Ira smirked. "Oce, I do believe this is the start of a beautiful friendship, oh and Marina?" Said five year old quickly turned her attention to the youngest of the Harpy's. "Not all humans are bad, I mean, we used to be humans before any of this happened. Besides, humans are full of unhealthy grease. Do me a favour okay? Try and give some of these guys a chance okay? You might be surprised at what you find." Marina seemed to think it over for a moment before finally relenting.

"Alight, I'll try." She muttered.

Ira let lose a face splitting grin as she lifted the five year off the ground and spun around, Marina letting off a delighted cheer as she was spun, only to pout as Ira placed her back down, her arms seeming to fall to her sides. "Jeez, you're a lot heavier than I'd expected." She muttered jokingly.

Helen chuckled along with the rest of the group, save for Wren who simply rolled her eyes as her Trine mates actions. "Time for yah three to get back to yah hotel. Have fun you three."

Before any of the Harpy's could react, they'd been teleported back, finding themselves in the alley way beside the hotel they were staying in.

The three looked at one another, Kia being the first to speak. "You think the bot's will believe us if we told them what just happened?" She asked, Ira shrugged and Wren shook her head.

"By what they were implying, they'll have no reason to judge us soon enough." Wren answered.

Ira let off a tired yawn. "Let's get back to our room, Rose should be back from sightseeing now, and there's no need to give Feedback any reason to worry, let's go." With that said, the three made their way back inside the hotel, planning to just collapse and sleep for the next three days straight, their brains needing time to process all they'd seen the last few hours.

But all three could agree, that it was a surprisingly interesting experience. The single side axe flying through the floor that one time had certainly been an interesting topic to discuss. Helen had claimed it was some Minotaur's in the basement who often had axe throwing competitions, who were they to think otherwise when the evidence had nearly cut Wren's hand off?

I had planned on putting up the Oce Tides POV of this on the same day as this one, however that chapter will likely take quiet a lot of time, it's a slow burn story so updates don't happen as frequently as one would hope, but I will have it up as soon as possible. I hoped you all enjoyed, and don't worry, they should be back in Diego or at least, arriving back in Diego next chapter.

Ira:: And then the terror twins?

Moon:: You are obsessed with those two aren't you?

Kia:: Why even bother asking? You already know the answer, also, Moon, where's my creator?

Dev:: Drago? Oh she's still off hiding in some mountain in the Himalayas, we don't know when she'll be back.

Wren:: Either way, the story must continue.

Oce:: Yeah, I want to see what happens next!

Marina:: Moon, why did you create my character to be so psychotic?

Moon:: Mostly because the English course work story I did back in December I based Ocean Tides off heavily, and the Marina from what one was a full blooded Orca, and not a Cybertronian one, which means she had similar tendencies to Orca's, also she was pretty pissed off about the humans because at the time in the story, which was WW2, your lives had become much harder because of all the depth charges floating around, so when I wrote Ocean Tide's for the fanfiction, I kept you're annoyance towards humans and turned it into full blown hatred, that's why. But hey, at least you're getting better now right?

Marina:: Yeah, I guess.

Moon:: It's time to sign off now, say good by everyone.

Everyone:: BYE! BYE!