Well that was utterly pointless. I trudged through the graveyard with a solemn look on my face.

"When did Sam become such a selfish ass." I whined.

Optimus merely turned into his alt. form and told me to get in.

Sam was less than receptive of our need for help. Even so, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off with him. It was like the All Spark was calling out for him.

Bumblebee looked apologetic, well as much as a two ton alien from space can. He had thought Sam would be up to the task, but I guess we were all wrong. The boy only has girls and work on his mind.

You're probably wondering what the hell I'm talking about, I'll tell you.

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Optimus and I had traveled as quickly as we could towards Sam's college. The others came a distance, but stopped a while back as to not draw attention. Soon, the graveyard came into view, the one we told Bee to meet us at.

"Hey there!" I hopped out of Optimus and waved to the two boys. Bee nodded to me, we both wished we could've reunited upon better terms, but this is us we're talking about, a alien robot and a hybrid human robot thing who on occasion gets possessed by the alien robots god thingy. Yeah, I'm still not happy about that.

"I'm sorry, Sam." Optimus stood up and greeted the human with the solom news, "But the last fragment of the Allspark was stolen."

"Like what?" Sam looked between us, "Like the Decepticons stole it?" That's when the feeling started. I pushed it away, trying to focus on what I thought was more important at the time.

I nodded, "It was placed under the protection of the military, at your government's request. We need your help Sam."

"With what?"

"Your leaders believe we brought vengeance upon your planet." Optimus stated, "Perhaps they are right."

"But that's the reason we came here. They need another human to remind them of the trust you guys have. I would do it, but Galloway, Cough-the jackass-Cough, doesn't like me as is and I'm not exactly human either."

"This isn't my war." Sam defended.

"Not yet." Optimus tried to reason with him, "But I fear it soon will be. Your world must not share the same fate as Cybertron. Whole generations… lost."

" I know, and I... I want to help you, I do, but I am not some alien ambassador, you know? I'm a normal kid with normal problems." Sam told us while starting to walk away, "I am where I'm supposed to be. I'm sorry. I... I really am."

"Sam, fate rarely calls upon us at a moment of our choosing." Optimus tried one last time.

I nodded in agreement, "He's right. This is your time now. We NEED you."

"You're Rahab and Optimus Prime." He let out an airy laugh, "You don't need me."

"We do. More than you know." The cube forced its voice out of my mouth. One word for that, creepy. The two of us just stood there, watching Sam go. Anger boiled within my. I caught up with him in two bounds, "Look Sam, the fate of your world hangs in the balance. There's no one else we can go to. YOU are this planet's last hope." I touched his shoulder, "Please."

"When have you cared about what happens to this place?" He shrugged my hand off and kept on walking.

Optimus stopped me from going after him, "This is his choice."

I snorted, "I never got a choice. Fate was always thrust upon me." I sighed, knowing nothing but a good beat down would get it through his thick skull, and I wasn't about to do that. At least, not in front of the embodiment of good himself. "Say, Optimus, did something seem… off about Sam?"

"He's giving off similar signatures as the Allspark." My large companion told me. "It's possible one of the missing memories of the cube was locked in a shard that Sam got his hands on."

"Well, isn't this just dandy." I put a hand to my forehead, "What the hell are we going to do now?"

"We wait." Optimus stated.

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And that brings you up to speed. God, why is Sam such an asshole?!