A/N: Wow! So many people like this I can hardly believe it. I just did a once over of my last chapter and noticed, like, five problems. That's what happens when my first copy becomes the chapter. Anyways, Nyghtflower-Pack asked a question regarding how Optimus knew Ani was his older 'sister'. Well, I'm not gonna outright answer it now, instead I'll incorporate it into the chapter because I thought it was a good question, but I do have some quick info. I do think that Cybertronians can make friendship bonds if the two are close enough. Since Black and Optimus were so close and considered themselves sibling, well I think you can put two and two together. Now, I know I did one last chapter, but we're gonna have another time skip. This is only four days. News is Ani, 'Spin, Dan, Henry, and Twin Twist are looking for special metals in South America while Roadbuster and Leadfoot are looking over the bodies. Also, I'm gonna see if I can wrap this up because my muse wants to focus on an entirely different story. I might make it into some sort of sequel, if possible, but... yeah. Now go read before this Author's Note becomes longer!

P.S. If you feel like punching Primus in the face or kicking him where it counts, don't worry. You're not the only one, and I'm making his personality up! I have no idea how he's coming out to be an apologetic jerk.

Cybertronian

Ani POV:

I stepped over the tenth fallen tree since leaving our makeshift base. My door wings were constantly being scraped against and I was seriously considering pressing them against my back until I was in more open area. Tread and Flame weren't fairing much better. Treads bulky form couldn't fit through some spaces between trees and bugs seemed to just adore Flame's bright paint job. Twist followed his brother who used his claws to push trees out of the way.

Seeing as we were still miles away from the dig site I thought back to that day Primus took the five. After revealing ourselves to the extremely confused and surprised humans and Autobots, Flame questioned me on how Optimus knew to meet us outside the boundary. And how he knew I was me before showing my robot form. I told him it was from when we were much younger. Optimus and I considered each other family and developed a friendship bond. That bond was so strong it almost became like ones twins would have. Because it was so strong, remnants of that long dormant bond remained in each of our sparks and only had to be prodded awake. Though I gotta say, it took a lot of prodding.

"I hate these dang bugs! Why are they so attracted to my armor!" Flame's voice pierced the silence and I paused to look back at him. My trained optics spotted the bug guts all over him and I snickered. He glared at me which only served to make me laugh a little harder.

"Change your color temporarily. That might work." Tread's deep-but-not-as-deep-as-Optimus' voice spoke. I faced forward as Flame tried the suggestion and turned himself the same green as the foliage. I snapped my visor down as we neared the dig site. Dirt liked to fly up in small clouds and dirty our optics.

A sound reached my audio receptors and I froze. The others didn't so I looked back and quieted them. We all waited in the silence before the same sound was heard again. I only had a vague idea what it was, but I still wanted to know. I motioned for everyone to wait before morphing into my human form. I had the yellow and black shirt, pants, and shoes but my visor stayed. I crept forward with my years of practice and reached the edge of our site. Lowering myself slowly I peered over the edge.

A silent snarl formed on my face from what I saw. Cybertronians, draining the site of its precious resources. Only five places in the world housed the metal we needed, and right now they were picking clean this one. They all seemed to still be in their original forms, probably not bothering to look for alt forms. They were all in an orderly line, grabbing the metal and walking off to some place behind the opposite line of trees.

I moved to head back to the group but an angry growl stopped me. Fearing I was noticed I tensed and froze, but the creator of the growl wasn't looking near me. Instead he went straight for one of the mechs and grabbed the back of his neck. He then threw the worker towards the nearest rock wall where his back rammed full force into the jutting rocks. A whimper escaped as he fell to the ground, but it wasn't the only thing. Chunks of the metal fell from hidden compartments on his arms. I noticed his form tense before the mech who was obviously in charge grabbed him by the throat and lifted him. He then glared at him before ripping his arm off with his hand and brute strength. The mech's pained cries weren't what caused me to recoil, it was the way the leader reacted. A chuckle escaped from him before he tore half of the workers face of. A horrific screech ripped its way from the workers vocal processor as the leaders digits slowly broke through his faceplates. It gave out when the chunk was ripped off and thrown to the side. The worker was then dropped and left to die. I was still frozen in place as my brain pulled memories from long ago and threw them together with this new evidence. A picture of the most feared face besides my own on Kaon appeared in my head before the worst happened. The leader turned to bark orders at his workers allowing me to see his face clearly.

My heart froze. It matched the picture in my head. The ice of fear that froze my heart was being slowly melted away by the pure anger I had towards that mech. One would probably say I hated him if they saw the results of the anger. They would be wrong. I didn't hate him, I loathed him. To the deepest, darkest, depths of both my heart and spark. Before I could growl and attack him I used all of my self control and then some to turn back towards the tree line and walk back to the group. Flame was about to speak but he closed his mouth before he did. I morphed back into my Cybertronian form and wasn't surprised that it was my Gladiator form.

My yellow stripe and doorwings were gone, instead I had two sheaths holding energon swords on my back. My arm could turn into one of the strongest shields on Cybertron, only one other having a shield as strong. None other were stronger. My armor also had more of its Cybertronian qualities; my shoulders were spiked, edges were more jagged, my helmet more angled. A battle mask slid down as my pedes became slightly more pointed. Again Flame went to speak but was stopped by Tread who was looking at my hands. Knowing it was a lost cause I gave up and allowed them to change. The flat ends elongated about half a foot and became sharp. Behind my battle mask fangs formed in my mouth. Those were the only weapons I never used in battle unless I was about to be offlined and had no other way.

I turned towards 'Spin and Twist. 'Spin had a curious look on his face while Twist was completely shocked. Although he couldn't see it, I calmed a bit upon seeing him. Looking back towards Flame I noticed he was speechless, so Tread spoke.

"If those screeches and you like this are clues, then I'd say he's down there." I nodded once, knowing my voice would have a harsh tone that would freak Twist and maybe 'Spin . "So we get a fight?" A single chuckle rocked my body as I shrugged. I looked at 'Spin who was now clearly thinking something over. Twist snapped out of his stupor and was looking towards his brother, probably helping him decide. After a minute he spoke.

"The metal can be easily destroyed in this state so we don't want to fight in the dig site. We'll need to get the workers and the leader away from there. Maybe even just the leader?" He finished while looking at me, asking a silent question.

"He was using a tone of voice I know all too well. If we even just incapacitate him they'll be confused and I could control them. Of course I would just lead them off world or something and I would personally prefer offlining the glitch." Behind my battle mask a full fledged snarl was formed allowing my fangs to show. If the mask was retracted they would glint in the sunlight and show the dried energon from the one time I had to use them. Topspin nodded but I could tell he was confused on how I would control the workers. He turned back to the others and continued.

"So for the distraction. We need to attract the leaders attention only."

"I could take care of that," I said. He again nodded.

"That leaves Flame, Tread, Twist, and I. Do you two have a preference? One group will need to help Black fight while the other needs to make sure no workers or whoever else go to help him." The two looked t each other before Flame spoke.

"We'll make sure no one comes to help." He was across from me in our circle and was looking at me when he spoke. I nodded slightly and he smiled; the two knew it'd be easier for both of us. Topspin also nodded and I saw the slight amount of relief he allowed in his features. We finished creating a plan before spreading out. Flame and Tread went left around the outskirts of the dig site until they could see where the workers went to drop off the metal. Topspin, Twin Twist, and I went the opposite way, deeper into the trees. The two brothers chose somewhere to hide only two hundred feet from me. Twist went off to find a spot but 'Spin stayed where he was and turned to face me. When Twist was out of range I retracted the visor, but not the mask. 'Spin smiled lightly taking my face in his hands.

"I think I like purple better than blue on you." I smiled as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me close. We were almost the same height, I stood just shorter. "You'll be careful, right?" I chuckled and looked up at his worried face.

"Barely anything can pierce this armor. I'll be fine." What I didn't add was that the leader was the one who created my armor for me. 'Spin smiled and pressed his forehead against mine before walking off to find his own hiding spot. I smiled sadly before snapping the visor back down and allowing the hatred to once again fill my spark. I walked a few feet to lean against a tree. After two minutes of waiting 'Spin gave the all clear. I waited a bit, composing myself, before growling with the harsh tone.

"Scorch."The growl traveled the distance easily, reaching the audio receptors of Scorch. The mech who controlled my life for many years. Five minutes passed before his towering figure appeared through the trees. His dark purple optics blazed with fury before they landed on my form. He smirked after straightening up.

"Black. Although I thought you were dead I am not disappointed at seeing you're lovely frame." I could only guess how much self control it took Topspin from tackling him right then and there.

"The feeling's not mutual. It took a bit of self control when I saw you but I managed to save the fight for when we were away from the workers."

"Fight? We must it come to a fight? You're family hated fights."He finished with a smirk that I wanted to punch right off him.

"Strange how you know my family so well. I only knew it was them from the bonds I felt, and you killed them before either of us had time to get to know them." He chuckled lightly.

"It was a shame that I had to kill them. But alas, you wouldn't listen, and it's easiest to install the virus when one is numb from pain." A rustle to my right where 'Spin was sounded. I made myself not look and made a confused face under the mask and visor. Any part of my face showing would show the confusion. "Did you hear something?"

"No. I was wondering why you looked that way."Scorch raised an optic ridge at me.

"I am pretty sure I heard something rustle."

"Well I didn't. Must be in your processor."His optic ridge twitched. One thing you don't do, if you value your life, is call Scorch mental.

"What was that?"

"I said it must've been in your processor."

"Do you want a fight?"

"Actually yes. Yes I do." The low growl was enough warning. A split second later I was standing upright and my old trainer was racing towards me. I tensed and stumbled only slightly when he rammed into me. Using my height and his momentum I bent backwards slightly and sent him crashing onto his back. I grabbed the two energon swords as I unsheathed them and spun backwards, my heel ramming into his face. To catch him off guard like that is rare for others, but nevertheless I took advantage and closed the gap, swords a'swinging. He unsheathed his own and we fought for five minutes straight. One would throw a punch, the other would dodge and counter with a swing of their sword, that swing would be parried and the whole process repeated.

Scorch, living up to his name, used his flamethrower and blasted me. I quickly brought out my shield which was the only thing I could use that wouldn't be affected by the heat. After the assault ended he mercilessly pounded on the shield with his swords.

"I could use a little help right now," I announced over the comm. Static answered me along with Scorch's laugh.

"You didn't think I would block your comms?"

"So you do speak english. And yes, I thought you would, but you are getting old so there was a chance." I chuckled while he growled. When he paused in the barrage I surged onwards and upwards forcing him back and allowing me to use my energon sword. We continued to fight until Twin Twist burst from the trees. In the one glance I got at his battered form I knew a few Cybertronians other than the workers were here.

"I have some reinforcements of my own," Scorch smirked. I growled and rammed the butt of my sword into his face then hit a sensitive wire with the edge of my shield causing him to fall into stasis. My vents and coolant system worked overtime to cool my body down as I retracted the shield and sheathed the swords. I then looked up at Twist.

"Please tell me no one's seriously hurt."

"No but..."

"I don't like the mysterious trailing." I leaned down and grabbed Scorch around the waist before standing and throwing him over my shoulder. His limp hands dropped the his swords. "Lead on." Twist chuckled lightly before turning around and walking towards dig site. We both slowed considerably when we didn't hear any sounds of battle. Twist stopped completely before looking back at me. I was sure that if my face wasn't covered my expression would match his exactly.

"What do you think-" Twist was cut off by a round of explosions surrounding us. The circle of explosions started shrinking forcing Twist and I together. Before they reached us the volley stopped filling the air with silence. I dropped Scorch to the ground unceremoniously so Twist and I were back to back. Out of the trees came a group of Cybertronians I recognised. The Cybertronians circled us and closed in.

"Hello, Black," one spoke. They all had black Cybertronian armor that showed off their scars and identified them as Gladiators. "We'd like Scorch back if you don't mind." I knew what they would do as soon as they got him. It's what every Gladiator does when they no longer needed someone. I grabbed Twist's armor discretely before pushing Scorch towards the one who talked with my foot. He reached out and grabbed him so with my speed I threw an energon dagger at Scorch's neck before pushing Twist as hard as I could through the circle. I activated the shield I attached under his armor and curled into a ball, hands covering my head. I also morphed into my human body.

All in the second between throwing the knife and the Gladiators shooting at me. I heard Twist shout before their modified gun shots joined together and hit my shield and the energon from the knife hit the mixture of Scorch's cooling liquids and energon causing a large, purple explosion.

I flew through the air and rammed into a tree. I saw a piece of armor flying towards me just before the black overcame my senses.

Three years later, third person, Diego Garcia base:

A small navy blue mech ran through the hangar doors of the Autobot barracks, giggling. Chasing after him was a slightly larger femme. Her torso was the same blue as her father while her arms and legs were yellow. Her hands and feet were also the same blue as her torso and her silver face was topped with a small amount of dark yellow 'hair' that looked a lot like her fathers. She sped up and tackled the younger mech. His giggles turned into laughter as his sister tickled the sensitive spot on his torso. His whole body was a dark navy blue except for his helmet which was a lighter blue. He had a visor exactly like his mothers that was just darker than his fathers.

A blue gray mech passed by the two and laughed at their antics.

"C'mon Hardshot! I'm rootin' fo' ya!" The little mech smiled mischievously before fighting against the reflexive spasms and tickling his sister. She squealed and reared back but was relentlessly assaulted by her brother.

"No fair!" A black mech five feet larger than the blue gray mech and about ten feet taller than the youngling's paused in his route to where ever.

"I don't know. Silverwarp's pretty good at these," he spoke.

"Yes! I got Uncle 'Hide on my side!" the young femme proclaimed. Her pause allowed her brother to counter and tackle her. The fight continued and drew quite a crowd before footsteps sounded from the hangar. Out of the building walked a dark blue mech that was just lighter than Hardshot and covered in dents, dings, scratches, and stickers. His visor glowed a light Autobot blue and he sighed as when it landed on the two tickle-fighting youngling's.

"I swear. Those two are gonna be the death of me." Behind him came such a light blue mech that he was almost white. He stood about the same height as the first but seemed to have a permanent smirk. He also had two separate optics instead of a visor and a helmet instead of 'hair'. He also had two large drills behind his shoulders. He laughed and patted his brother on the shoulder.

"But you wouldn't trade them for anything, Topspin. If you do, I promise I will make your life a living hell."

"Thank you for that encouragement Twin Twist." As he finished Topspin sighed then walked forward, his brother at his heels. Although he could feel the mischievousness through his bond with them he thought it was only from their fight. Oh was he wrong. And he figured that out as soon as he bent down to pick the two up.

"Attack!" they shouted in unison. Together they jumped and pushed their father to the ground. The crowd parted so they wouldn't be crushed by the mech. As he was being tickled by his children everyone was smiling and laughing at the scene. Out of the hangar scampered two more younglings; one mech and one femme. The mech was the older of the two and of all four while the femme was the youngest. They took one look at the scene before running and tackling their own father. Ironhide joined Topspin on the ground while Chromia, his Spark Mate, bust out laughing harder along with her sisters.

The two Cybertronians didn't notice the plane land, too preoccupied with laughing and trying to get their kids off. When it stopped the hatch lowered to the ground and out walked two mechs and a femme. The femme was just shorter than both mechs who stood at the same height. One was a dark blue with flames coming from his wrists and ankles while the other was all red with two tracks from his vehicle form falling from his shoulders to his ankles.

The femme was all black except for a yellow line coming from the tip of her doorwings to the center of her back. It then spread and either went over her shoulders and down the sides of her arms or went down the sides of her legs. The three took one look at the scene before stifling laughs. At least, the mechs did. The femme outright laughed right away. The two younglings tickling Topspin heard the laugh and looked up before bolting.

"Mom!" they shouted in unison. The femme smiled before kneeling and embracing the two in a hug.

"How are my mech and femme doing?" she asked between laughs.

"Good. We surprised daddy!" the young mech said.

"I can see that 'Shot," she replied while glancing at her Spark Mate. He was now catching his 'breath' and laying on his back. Chromia was grabbing her own children and prying them off their father who sat up and gave them an 'I'll-get-you-later' look. They playfully squealed and grabbed their mothers armor for protection.

"Did you have fun Mama?" Skywarp asked. Black looked towards her daughter and nodded, rubbing her nose against her daughter's. From the plane exited two more mechs, one looking like a flame and the other two shades of dark blue and black. "Uncle Flame!" 'Warp squealed. She then wriggled out of her mothers grasp and ran towards said mech. He smiled and picked her up throwing her into the air. He received yet another excited squeal from the girl and a glare from her mother. He just shrugged as he held the femme.

"Better to ask forgiveness than permission." Black shook her head and allowed her son to go to his favorite of the two, Tread. Like the good friend he is he didn't throw the mech into the air and only tickled his belly. With her children being watched by her friends Black walked over to the blue mech still laying on his back. She stood just above his head looking down. His visor brightened and he smiled.

"Hi there." Black smirked before reaching down and lifting her lazy Spark Mate to his feet. He helped, a little, then trapped her in his arms before she could leave. "Welcome back," he spoke in a whisper. His face was inches from hers and his smirk hinted his mood. Black chuckled before lifting her face and kissing his nose, deciding to tease him. He pouted as she laughed and ducked out of his embrace. She stood a few feet away, smiling at the sight of her little brother embracing his new Spark Mate, her children playing with her best friends, her new friends walking around and not standing next to Primus, and the overall happiness of the Autobots. Leadfoot and Roadbuster appeared out of nowhere with the newly arrived Wheeljack and dragged the protesting Twin Twist off to Primus know's where.

"I kinda feel bad for him," her love spoke as he again wrapped his arms around her neck and nestled his head on her shoulder. Reaching up she grabbed onto his arms so she wouldn't fall as she leaned against him.

"Yeah. It seems he's been their lab rat for the past month."

"You think it has something to do with that prank he pulled?"

"That was him?"

"Yep."

"Well then yes." They stood together as everyone retreated to either their rooms for the night, their job, or, in her friends case, to play with younglings.

"You got nice friends," Topspin mumbled in her ear.

"I know." She then smiled and spun around, leading her love to their quarters. "Now c'mon. I've been gone for a month and this is what I was looking forward to." Topspin smirked before following. Peace was everywhere on the base. Decepticons haven't been heard from in two years, younglings have been born, humans had taken an absolute liking to the Autobots, and three Primes were alive to lead the Autobots.

Ani, Dan, and Henry were no more. Each had been almost killed and had to give up one of their forms. It didn't take Black long to decide. She wanted to be Cybertronian so she could live her life with Topspin. Dan and Henry took longer, but ended up following in their friend and leaders footsteps. It wasn't to be in vain, for they had received a transmission two years later saying their old lovers were on their way along with a group of 'Bots. They were ecstatic and their happiness joined that of the others. Topspin and Black, Chromia and Ironhide, and Optimus and Elita all became bonded within a year of each other. Only three months later the first sparkling in millennia had been born to Ironhide and Chromia and was named Speedforce. Then came Silverwarp and Hardshot from Black and Topspin. Then 'Hide and Mia's second child, Light Force. Everyone knew her name had a hidden message. She may be small, but Light Force was strong and quick on her feet.

After much interrogation people found out there were no sparklings from Optimus and Elita because they were still 'thinking about it'. Black scoffed and made it her personal mission to become an aunt. But right now, she was with her love, and that was all that mattered.

A/N: ...Woah. So that's what happens when I go to finish a story. Well, if ya'll want, I'll see what I can do about the next story being a sequel. Might be hard, but I could make it work. And I think I'm getting much better with ze fluffiez.