Author's Note: This chapter is kind of long and picks up when Optimus regains consciousness. Ejnoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own transformers.


Optimus opened his optics, his vision still blurry. He sat up on the medical berth and looked around. He was still in the main room, but it was empty save for Ratchet looking frustrated at the computer.

"Ratchet," Optimus said. "Tell me it was a dream. Tell me Seraph is safe inside this base," he pleaded.

Ratchet turned around to look at his leader. He sighed, wishing he could say it was a dream. "I am sorry, Optimus."

Optimus closed his optics and wrapped his arms around himself.

"I would offer consolation, Optimus, but I know through your absence that there is no consolation for a loved one lost," Ratchet said gravely.

Optimus stood and looked at Ratchet, void of all emotion. He nodded his thanks to Ratchet. "We must find her," was all he said before he left the room.


Seraph used her knack for finding hidden spots that no one else knew about, and settled down high in the unmonitored ventilation shafts. Seraph transformed into Airachnid's spider-mode taking advantage of her extra legs, and tried to rest.

Her recharge was filled with nightmares. Nightmares of how the Decepticons probably tortured Optimus, of returning to the base and being shunned for having a Decepticon as one of her parents, and of hurting the ones she loved. She dreamt of how the Decepticons took genes from Soundwave and their prisoner Wheeljack to spark Optimus and make a monster. She was a monster.

The Decepticons probably felt pretty good about themselves seeing how relentless she was in battle, and the skill she brought to the fight. Seraph was disgusted with herself. Here she was, some experimental mutt hiding on the Decepticon warship. Any of the autobots would have found a way out by now, and she was hiding and hacking into their computers for information for herself, not for the better of the team. I am a disgrace to the name Prime.

After a while of restless recharge, Seraph decided she would try to get into the computers again, this time in search of a map.


She climbed down from her perch high above the floor and headed out the door. Seraph tried to get back to the research room, but got lost in the maze of halls and corridors on the ship. I'll never get out of here, she thought.

Seraph continued walking down the halls, turning when at a dead end, and putting on the superior, cocky mask that Airachnid was known for when in the range of another cybertronian. She ended up in front of a large door with two guards on each side. Something important was being kept here.

Seraph walked casually towards the door. She stood there waiting for it to slide open. Nothing happened. One of the guards turned to her saying, "Would you like to enter the brig, Airachnid?"

Seraph looked at the guard. "Yes, I would," she said.

The guard turned and pressed a code into the keypad. The door swished open and Seraph stepped through. The door swooshed shut behind her as she examined the room. There were a multitude of doors, some with glowing numbers above them. But one door in particular caught her optic: 5397. She walked up to the door and this one opened for her with no problem.

Seraph walked through the door to see the room empty except for someone hanging by their wrists in the center, and a control panel off to the left. The prisoner was white with red, green, and grey detailing. Seraph walked closer to get a better look at the mech.

He was badly beaten with a pool of drying energon beneath him. Seraph cocked her head to the side, "Wheeljack?" she said.

The prisoner looked up at the mention of his name. "Airachnid," he said. His voice was rough and gravelly, either because it was worn from screaming, or because of lack of use. "You come to play with me like the rest of the 'cons?" he asked.

Seraph walked up to him, observing him like almost every foreign object. "What happened to you?" she asked taking another step forward, into his reach.

Wheeljack kicked her in the face, knocking her into the control panel. He smirked, "You've gotten easier land a hit on. What's happened to you, Airachnid?"

Seraph rubbed her newly dented chin, and spat the energon from her re-split lip on the ground. She stood and pressed release on the control panel. Wheeljack smacked against the ground, unprepared for the sudden drop. "I've been trapped on this ship, and I thought maybe a fellow 'bot would like to leave as well," she said as her voice shifted from Airachnid's to her own, and she transformed into her true form.

Wheeljack looked up from the ground, shocked at what he saw. "How did you do that?" he asked.

Seraph walked over to him, and offered her hand to help him up. "Some part of me hoped you would know," she said.

Wheeljack took her hand and stood up; he was just over her waist in height. "Frag, you're tall. Who created you?" he asked laughing.

Seraph looked down to the side. The Decepticons, she thought. She decided to play it like a joke and smirked.

Wheeljack caught sight of the dent in her chin and her split lip. "Sorry about your face," he said.

Seraph looked at Wheeljack, one of her sires. "It's fine, Ratchet can fix it once I get back," she said.

Wheeljack laughed. "You know the grumpy old Doc, too?" he asked.

Seraph looked at him. "Don't make fun of Ratchet. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here," she said.

Wheeljack just looked at her. "Alright," he said.

"We need to get out of here. Do you know how to exit this ship?" she asked.

"No," Wheeljack said, "but our best bet is at the bottom of the ship."

Seraph devised a plan. "I can find a map of the ship on one of the computers around the ship, but you have to stay hidden somehow," she said. "And then once I know an exit, I don't think stealth matters that much and we can bolt for the exit."

"Sounds like a plan to me," Wheeljack said. "So what do we do about the guards outside?" he asked.

"I can take care of them. You just need to remain unseen," Seraph said.


The guards heard Airachnid scream, "Help! Help!" The two ran inside the brig blasters drawn. The place was empty.

"Help! I'm in here!" Airachnid called from cell 5397.

The guards rushed into the room only to be shot with Seraph's BlastEn bow. They fell over unconscious.

Wheeljack walked over to the guards and kicked one, testing to see that he wasn't alert. "Wow, where did you get that bow?" he asked.

"I made it," Seraph said.

"You made that? And it worked the first time?" Wheeljack asked.

"I blew a hole through three walls and left a crater in the stone of the base. But that's beside the point. Come on," Seraph said motioning for him to exit the room. "I'm going to lock these two in here,"

Seraph and Wheeljack locked the door to cell 5397 and stood in the brig. "So chief, what do we do next?" Wheeljack asked.

Seraph transformed back into Airachnid. "You," Airachnid's voice said, "need to find a place to hide and stay there so that once I find a way off of this Primus forsaken ship I can come and get you and we can take our leave."

"Wait, so I just sit hiding in a corner while you go get information. I'm just supposed to sit and wait for you to come get me?" he asked.

"Yes," Seraph said not seeing his point.

"No, can't we just look for a way off of here?" Wheeljack asked.

Seraph was getting fed up. "I have been on this ship searching for an exit non-stop for two days, and yet here I am." Seraph closed her optics and cycled her air. "I am sorry. I should keep my temper in check," she said. "I am leaving this ship today, and if you would like to, you are welcome to join me."

Wheeljack considered his options, and said, "Alright chief, I remember there was a room not too far from here that I could hide in. So I'll be there when you come looking for me."

"Alright, I'll make sure no one will see you. Let's go," Seraph said.

The two silently slipped out of the brig, and Wheeljack hid in the corner, blaster drawn, while Seraph walked down to the end of the hall. She looked to Wheeljack and motioned for him to come.

The two quickly made it to the room Wheeljack talked about, radically unseen.

"Stay here, I should be back soon," Seraph said.

"Wait, how will I know it's you?" Wheeljack asked.

"Seriously, even if I changed into Megatron himself, you would still see my lovely dent here," she pointed to her chin, "and my split lip. Plus no one on this ship knows my name. You'll know it's me," Seraph said turning to leave.

Wheeljack grabbed her arm. "What is your name?" he asked.

Seraph turned, "Seraph Prime," and with that she was gone.


Seraph was walking down one of the top floors' hallways when she heard hurried footsteps behind her. She turned around to see a worried Knockout.

"Airachnid, where have you been? Lord Megatron is furious. Come, quickly," he said as he grabbed her arm and dragged her along.

The two ended up in the control room with a livid Megatron, silent Soundwave, and a lot of frightened looking Vehicons.

Megatron looked at Seraph, and if looks could kill she would have been burning in the Pit. "Airachnid. Where have you been? You haven't been responding to your comm. link, and no one knew where you were. Explain yourself before I lose my temper," he said.

Seraph internally smirked. Before you lose your temper? So this is the regular old Megatron behavior. "I had a lead on Experiment 1244, and I saw it in my best interests to peruse it, Lord Megatron."

Megatron narrowed his optics. "And I am to assume that your injuries are from 1244?"

"No, my Lord. My suspect, who turned out not to be the Experiment, hit me," she said. I need to get better at improvisation, she thought. Seraph looked down as she knew that Megatron was going to yell at her more, but something caught her optic. On one of the computer screens was a map of the ship, a launch room on the bottom level was highlighted for a squadron that was preparing to leave.

A hand around Seraph's throat snapped her out of her thoughts. "You will listen to me!" Megatron shouted as he lifted her off the ground.

Well, I got what I came for. Seraph grabbed at one of Megatron's arms and scanned him. Megatron looked at her in confusion as she transformed into Megatron.

She pulled out the sword from underneath her fusion cannon and stabbed Megaton in the abdomen. His grip loosened on her throat as she said in Megatron's voice, "Actions speak louder than words." Seraph withdrew her sword and sprinted to find Wheeljack.

"After her!" Megatron commanded. He held one hand over his wound and set in pursuit of his imposter. "I will get you, 1244."


Seraph was booking it down the hallway, she was getting further and further away from the chasing Vehicons, but she felt like something else was coming.

In no time at all, she arrived at Wheeljack's hiding place. She stuck her head in the door, "Wheeljack! It's me Seraph; we need to leave, now!"

Wheeljack came out of the shadows and was greeted by Megatron's face, and wouldn't you know it, it had Seraph's beautiful dent and busted lip. Wheeljack laughed, "Well, it seems that you did come back as Megatron himself."

"Hurry, we need to leave," she said. Wheeljack stepped out of the room and heard the thundering footsteps of the charging Vehicons. "Let's go," Seraph said, and the two set down sprinting down the hallway towards the launch room.

"What did you do to get every 'con and their brother to chase after you?" Wheeljack asked.

"Stabbed Megatron in his abdomen," Seraph said matter-of-factly.

Wheeljack just gawked at her. "That takes guts," he said. "So where is this exit?" Wheeljack asked.

"Not far, it's a launch room," she said.

"A full launch room?"

"Unfortunately," Seraph said.

The two kept running until they arrived at the launch room. Seraph, still looking like Megatron, was on one side of the door, and Wheeljack on the other.

"So, burst in the room and leave, or take a few out then leave?" Seraph asked.

"Well," Wheeljack said pulling something out of his subspace, "I found a grenade or two in that room. So we can storm in, toss these, and leave," he said.

"Sounds good to me," Seraph said. The footsteps were getting louder, and they heard Megatron screaming that he wanted their heads. Seraph and Wheeljack looked at each other, "On three," Seraph said. "One,"

The two counted together. "Two, three!"

They broke through the door, running for the hole in the floor, and the sky beneath it. Wheeljack pulled the pins on the grenades just as Megatron came plowing through the door.

"You will not escape me!" he screamed chasing after the two.

Seraph and Wheeljack jumped out of the ship, the latter tossing the grenades behind him. Megatron followed them out of the ship.

Seraph and Wheeljack were falling through the air next to each other. "So what now, chief?" he yelled.

"Hold on," Seraph said transforming into Megatron's jet mode. Wheeljack grabbed onto each wing just as Seraph took off.

Seraph tried the comm. link to the base. "Ratchet, I need a bridge at or near my coordinates. Quickly," she said.

Wheeljack looked behind them. "Yeah, you might want to get us that bridge now, because Megatron is gaining," he said.

"I'm opening a bridge a quarter of a mile north of your coordinates. Do you see it?" Ratchet to Seraph.

"I see it. Clear anything from in front of the bridge, we will be entering at high speed," Seraph said.

"Seraph," Wheeljack said, "pick up the speed."

Seraph sped even faster to the ground bridge.

"You will not escape!" Megatron screamed as he, too, picked up the pace, intent on capturing Seraph.

Seraph was racing toward the ground bridge, and was almost there when Megatron transformed and clawed at her wing. Megatron crashed into the ground, but he took a large piece out of the wing causing Seraph to spin out.

"Hold on, Wheeljack!" Seraph screamed as she transformed, and protectively wrapped her arms around him as they hit the ground.

"Are you alright?" Seraph asked.

Wheeljack groaned, "I've had worse landings." The two crawled out of the crater their landing made and headed toward the ground bridge.

In the distance they saw Megatron stumble out of his crater saying "No! No! I will get you one day! I made you! I own you!" The last sentence turned into maniacal laughter.

Seraph looked down. He was right. She was one of Megatron's experiments.

"Come on, Seraph. You're leaking energon," Wheeljack said. He looked down at the fist sized gash in her side. He took her arm and pulled her toward the ground bridge.


Ratchet stood manning the ground bridge; he made sure there was lots of space for Seraph to enter and slow down once inside the base. Outside of that space stood the children and autobots: Arcee narrow opticed and emotionless, Bulkhead and Bumblebee excited looks on their faces, and Optimus just stood there, stoic as ever.

Miko, Jack, and Raf stood by the 'bots' pedes, anticipating the arrival of Seraph.

"I bet the only reason she stuck around was so she could kick some 'con butt," Miko said punching and kicking the air around her. "And now she's had her fun and wants to come back because she missed us."

Slowly, everyone saw a tall, shadowy figure being guided in by another, smaller one.

Bulkhead was the first to realize that it was Wheeljack leading in the taller being. "Jackie! Your back man!" Bulkhead said.

"Where's the Doc? She's hurt," was all Wheeljack said. He led Seraph into the light where everyone saw she looked like Megatron.

Arcee pulled out her blasters and aimed them at Seraph. "Put your servos in the air and turn around slowly," she said.

Wheeljack immediately stepped in the line of fire. "Whoa, whoa, chill! It's Seraph!" he said.

"Prove it," Arcee said unconvinced.

Seraph looked around the room, wobbly from loss of energon. It took all of her energy, but she transformed back into herself.

Arcee lowered her blasters, and Optimus ran over to Seraph, his stoic facade broken as he hugged her. "I love you, Seraph. I love you so much. Never leave again."

Seraph wrapped her arms around Optimus. "I love you too," she said. Seraph closed her optics, knowing that she was safe, and let unconsciousness envelop her.


Author's Note: Woo! Long chapter! Thanks for all the reviews and my thumb is getting better ;) Please tell me your ideas of how everyone reacts to the news of who Seraph's sires are! *cough*Soundwave+Wheeljack*cough* I would love to hear what you think. Please review and tell me what you liked, what you didn't like, predictions, ideas and all that shtuff. Next Chapter should be out soon! : )