Uzumaki Suiren: The disclaimer: I don't own Transformers cause if I did then Bumblebee would be able speak by the Third movie and Hotshot, Red Alert, and Leobreaker would have been added into the movies and the new animations artwork wouldn't suck. I do, however own, Bladestrike, and the twins Gesshoku and Nisshoku Mutou aka Lunareclipse and Solareclipse of the Most Noble House of Mutou from Tokyo, Japan. Remember to Read and Review to let me know what you think, but it you don't the twist that I make then stop reading and find something else. Also don't leave a review that's flame or I will find a way to block you. Ja ne.

...My Line...

Gesshoku and Nisshoku Mutou aka Lunareclipse and Solareclipse now live in a bunker with Team Prime that the government had given the team in Jasper, Nevada with Optimus Prime, who is now Bladestrike's mechfriend. The team are now going around trying to collect Cybertronian artifacts before the Decepticons, but when Optimus gets a message from his old mentor Alpha Trion, they turned their sights on collecting the Four Cyber Keys in hopes of restoring Cybertron. But, can they do it before the 'Cons?

Optimus Prime/Original Cybertronian Mech Character(s)

Bumblebee/Original Hybrid Femme Character(s)

Jazz/Prowl

Slow Going Smokescreen/Original Hybrid Femme Character(s)

Mention of Ironhide/Chromia

Mention of Ultra Magnus/Original Human Femme Character(s)

...My Line...

A week later, one could find the twins drove down the road behind Bumblebee and Smokescreen only the former was going way over the speed limit.

"Energon signal is getting stronger about five kilks due north," Smokescreen's voice came through the other three Autobots comm. links.

Solareclipse growled under her breath as the rookie speed up.

{You know, Smokescreen, there is a speed limit on Earth} Bumblebee buzzed.

"What do you mean 'speed limit'?" the new Elite Guard member asked. "I have a gauge in here that goes to 150. If the humans, who designed my alt-mode, didn't want it to go that fast, they shouldn't have given me the option!"

"Yar a race car, Smokescreen," Lunareclipse told him. "Yar alt-mode was made fer tha race tracks."

However, the rookie just sped up more while completely ignoring the black and lavender femme. Though, it wasn't long before the sound of squealing of tires followed by a horn making the black pink femme to groan. The three Autobots could only watch as a man climbed out of an SUV with a crowbar in his hand."

"Hey!" he called out. "Indy 500! When I'm through with you, you're going to need more than a pit crew to put you back together!"

"Oh, no," the twins groaned as Smokescreen transformed.

He knelt down in front of the now terrified man and got into his face.

"Bring it," the rookie challenged.

"Wha' tha frag are ya tinkin'?" Lunareclipse asked as her holoform stepped out of her alt-mode when she pulled it to a stop.

"Whose the tough guy now, huh?" Smokescreen asked.

Bumblebee and Solareclipse sped forward before transforming behind Lunareclipse before the yellow and black mech stepped over the man. He then shoved Smokescreen hard in the chest as Solareclipse growled and smacked the rookie upside the helm.

{You know remember anything that Optimus told you?} Bumblebee buzzed at him angrily.

"Wha' in Primus name are ya..." Solareclipse paused. "No, wait, I do not want ta know."

"Smokescreen," Lunareclipse growled.

"Oh, relax guys," he laughed as he stood up straight. "Just messin' around!"

Just then the man pulled out his cell phone making Bumblebee and Solareclipse to panic.

"No, wait!" the younger Mutou yelled just as he snapped a picture of them. "Scrap."

Lunareclipse quickly got back into her alt-mode and sped off with the other three following right behind her.

"Optimus is goin' ta lecture us," the older Mutou twin groaned as she hated disappointing her mentor.

...My Line...

"Found it," Jack announced as he looked up over his shoulder at the other Autobots after he pulled up the picture. "Old road rage didn't waste anytime posting your mug shots." Solareclipse glared at the rookie. "Raf will scrub this as soon as he's back from house hunting."

"Is this what you learned while serving Alpha Trion?" Ratchet asked in a scolding tone. "I highly doubt that he would have condoned such irresponsible behavior."

Arcee walked up to him as she had her arms crossed over her chest plates.

"Blowing your cover is no okay," she added.

"Smokescreen," Prowl spoke up making him look over. "We are Robots in Disguise. And I know for a fact that Optimus mentioned it a week ago."

Smokescreen lowered his helm as he vented a sigh when saw the disappointment in his Oppiluk's optics.

"Sorry guys," he apologized. "I know I really messed up."

The Autobots all looked over when Optimus approached from behind the rookie.

"While Ratchet and Arcee are correct," the Prime rumbled. "I believe that we are all equally responsible for this incident."

"Nani (What)?" the twins asked at the same time.

"Us?" Arcee added.

"How?" Ratchet complained.

"We weren't even there!" Bulkhead added to the shock.

"Hey!" the three bots that were there yelled.

"Well," Bulkhead said as he pointed at the twins and Bumblebee. "They were."

"Watch it Bulkhead," Ironhide growled.

{Put a can in it} Bumblebee buzzed as he smacked the wrecker in the gut.

"Our recent efforts have been so intensely focused on averting crises that we have overlooked simple matters," Optimus said. "Such as teaching Smokescreen how to best function on this planet." This had Prowl and Jazz sharing a look with worry. "It is an oversight that must be corrected.

"Optimus," Smokescreen said as he looked up at his Brother's sparkmate. "I'm honored to train under you and will do whatever it takes to make things right to make you proud."

Bladestrike smiled at Smokescreen while their Creators had looks that were mixed with pride and worry.

"Perhaps the best way for you to learn about the human world is from a human," Optimus stated.

"Smokescreen gets his own partner?" Arcee asked while raising an optic ridge at the Prime.

"Puh-lease," Ratchet groaned. "Isn't having three humans here enough?"

At that all eyes and optics stared at Ratchet making the hanger awfully silent while the medic looked around at them all. He than scoffed while rolling his optics and turned back to the computer that Bulkhead had damaged the day a week ago.

"I was referring to one already among us..." the Autobot Leader started before trailing off as he looked at Jack.

"Uh..." Jack looked up at the Prime in shock. "Sure, Optimus, uh...Robots in Disguise, traffic laws, and no beating down humans." Solareclipse shared a look of worry with Lunareclipse. "I think I can bring Smokescreen up to speed."

"We've all put in curbside duty," Bulkhead reassured the bot.

"Part of the gig," Ironhide finished for him.

"Then let's go for a drive," Smokescreen said as Jack jumped down the last steps of the ladder. "Teach."

They all watched as the race carformer transformed down before allowing Jack to get in. Once the young 16-year-old was in, his tires squealed as Smokescreen accelerated out of the hanger.

"Optimus, with all due respect," Arcee said as she turned to face. "Agent Fowler is out relocating Raf's family because the Cons discovered where he lives. Meanwhile, Smokescreen, in all of his wisdom, chooses a vehicle mode with double "38"s on the doors, making him an easy target. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't more than concerned about Jack's safety."

"Nonetheless," the Prime started. "The fact remains that our new recruit is in need of instruction." The twins still looked worried though. "I believe that Smokescreen's spark is in the right place and that he now understands the necessity of protecting humanity."

The Autobot Leader turned towards his mate, who was heading for their berthroom before following.

...My Line...

[A/N: This part of the chapter has sexual content, so once again if your under the age of 17 or just don't like it than move along to the next the next part of the chapter. P.S. This part takes place during Smokescreen's traffic lessons.]

Once inside their berthroom, the Elite Guard found himself lifted up and pinned against the wall by the red and blue mech, who had started to kiss, nip, suck, and at times lick his neck caples, on a few sensitive spots that heated his frame as well as pulled small moans from him. The Autobot Leader made sure to not to put to much pressure on his mate's middle as he was showing signs of being with a new spark. However, the Prime did allow his right servo ran over the front of Bladestrike's chassis till he reached the Elite Guard's interface panels where he started to gently rub and this got a louder mewl from the mech that he had penned. It took only a few gently strokes before the panels snapped open to reveal the hot and moist valve. The azure blue opticed mech gently rubbed around the opening before inserting a blunt tipped digit into the valve to which the red and blue mech moan loader. The azure blue opticed mech got to work on getting him wetter before he slid second digit in next to the first making the Elite Guard to arch his back.

"Oh Primus," the Consort moaned louder as the red and blue mech continued to work in stretching his valve by scissoring his two digits while his digits moved deeper. "Optimus." The Prime kept his attention on Bladestrike's neck as he added a third digit into the tight valve. "AH!" The Autobot Leader smirked when he realized that he brushed against a bundle of sensitive nodes as he used his left servo to play with the Cyberninja's anterior node making Bladestrike to moan even louder. "I'm going...I'm going to overload."

Bladestrike could feel the familiar tightening in his tanks as Optimus didn't saying anything while he continued the double simulation on the interior and anterior nodes. The black mech arched his back even more as his vocalizations turned to static in overload. The red and blue mech leaned back from where he was peppering the electric blue opticed mech's neck caples to noticed that the Autobot Elite Guard's optics were closed as he panted while his cooling fans were trying to cool off his frame. The Prime brought his right servo up to his face first and licked off the blue transparent lubricant from them both. Once he had cleaned his servos, the azure blue opticed mech kissed Bladestrike, who had opened his optics again, before they found their way to the berth where the monochrome mech was quick to switch their positions. Once the black mech was on top he turned his own attention on the red and blue mech's neck cables. The Prime groaned when Bladestrike's digits managed to get under the seams of his armor to play with the wires that lay underneath before his own interface opened allowing his girth out.

An even deeper groan was heard from him when the Elite Guard started kissing, nipping, sucking, and licking his way down the Autobot Leader's chassis till he reached the Prime's pelvis area. Bladestrike swallowed nervously as he had only ever taken the large length once before he glanced up at the Prime for a moment before he teasingly licked his spike from the base to the tip which got a gasp of pleasure. The monochrome mech then took the tip into his mouth while he wrap his right servo around the base before he gave a strong suck and licked the slit which pulled a moan like gasp from the larger mech. The smaller mech using that as encouragement took as much as he could without gagging before he started to bob his helm up and down on the spike while sucking hard and with bob up he flicked his glossa over the slit. The Prime had by now closed his optics and relaxed while letting out small gasps and moans as Bladestrike gave him oral though every now and then the monochrome mech would release his spike only to run his glossa along the sides and underneath it before retaking it into his mouth again.

"Bladestrike, keep this up and I'll overload," the red and blue mech groaned as he felt the all too familiar tightening of his tanks.

The Elite Guard released the spike from his mouth with a pop before giving it one last lick on the slit which got a straggled moan from the Prime. Bladestrike than trailed kisses as he climbed back up to only be drawn into a kiss where Optimus rolled over till his mate was under him again before his servo moved down to the monochrome mech's valve again. The azure blue opticed 'bot gently started to stretch him out for a second time as he drew Bladestrike' glossa into a play fight while swallowing his mewlies and moans.

"Oh, Primus!" the Elite Guard moaned as pulled away from the kiss while the Prime rubbed at that sensitive bundle of nodes that was deep inside of his frame that has the smaller mech seeing white and letting out a louder moans. "Optimus, please, I need, I... please."

"What do you need, Bladestrike?" the red and blue mech asked making the monochrome mech's faceplates grew hotter than before. "Well? There's no need to be embarrassed."

The Elite Guard arched his backstruts while he writhed as the Prime continued his ministrations.

"Optimus, please, I need yar spike...please," he moaned.

Removing his digits from within him, Optimus lined his spike up with his lover's valve while wrapping his legs around his waist before pushing his spike into him with a quick thrust of his hips. Bladestrike threw his helm back with a beep moan as the girth filled him completely before he ground his hips into Optimus' own, who hadn't moved since entering him, getting a groan of pleasure from him.

"Ya cin move, ya know?" the Praxusian asked him before the red and blue 'bot started a gentle and slow paced thrust to allow the smaller mech to get reuse to his size though it was unneeded as Bladestrike started to let out louder mewls. "So good, Optimus..."

"Dear Primus," the Prime groaned as he picked up the pace slightly.

The monochrome Autobot Elite Guard threw his helm back with a moan as he once again arched his backstrut. The Prime continued a slightly fast pace thrust though he didn't go, too, fast or hard no matter how much he wanted to, what with Bladestrike being so wet, so hot, that it took all of his control to not drive into the smaller mech's valve until he could hardly walk. He was also being majorly careful of the sparkling growing inside of his mate.

"Oh, Primus," the monochrome mech moaned. "Please, go hard'ah?" Optimus pulled almost all the way out before plowing right back in with enough force that it jolted the smaller mech's frame. "Oh, yes...yes, jus' like dat." This caused the Prime to smirk as he sat a slow sharp thrust. "Feels so good,"

"So tight," the matrix bearer gasped as the valve walls' squeeze his spike with each thrust. "So beautiful."

Bladestrike let out a gasp of pleasure and shock as his optics meet the Prime's own before a sharp thrust hit a certain familiar sensitive bundle of nodes to which got a louder moan from the monochrome mech.

"Oh, yes," he mewled. "Right dere." The Autobot Commander gave a slightly more deeper thrust as he picked up the pace just a bit more. "Do it again!"

And the red and blue leader made sure to angle his thrust at that spot while going even deeper till his spike was hitting Bladestrike's gestation chamber with each thrust causing both bots' cooling fans to kick onto the maximum as the Prime continued to thrust into the monochrome mech.

"Dear Primus," the Autobot Leader groaned.

"Oh, feels so good," he mewled as the Autobot Leader continued to thrust into the smaller mech which grind their sparks against each other adding to the pleasure. "So...so deep." The two of them wasn't sure how much longer that they were going to last as the Prime started to pick up his pace more. "Oh, Optimus." The Elite Guard rolled his hips, meeting the red and blue mech's thrusts with his own. "More!" The azure blue opticed mech leaned forward a bit while he pounded into him. "Oh, yes...yes." The two of them where now moving with all the horsepower that their engines have. "Optimus...I'm goin'...I'm goin' ta ov'ahload."

"Some here," the Prime panted.

"OPTIMUS!" the monochrome mech cried out as he threw his helm back just before his vocalizations turned static as he almost convulsed in his overload while he gashed lubricant.

It was too much for Optimus as the smaller 'bot's tight valve spiraled down on his spike that the Prime allowed himself to overload within his mechfriend filling the other's gestation chamber with transfluids. The taller and bigger mech removed the other ones legs from around his hips before pulling out carefully as they panted while their cooling fans worked over time to cool their frames down from their activity. The monochrome mech let out a gasp of shock when he found himself laying on his front with his knees under him and his aft in the air while the red and blue mech's spike sliding right back inside him. This new position had the Elite Guard look over his shoulder to give his sparkmate a very seductive look after putting his arms under his chest before the taller mech pulled out till only the tip remain inside and than slammed back in. The younger Autobot's optics moaned loud as the new position mixed with the red and blue mech draped over him allowed his Prime to go deeper than before.

"You are truly beautiful," the Prime groaned as he placed a kiss on the side of his helm.

The Elite Guard blushed a bright blue as his mate started to move at a quicker pace while also going harder.

"Oh, feels so good," he mewled as the new position had the Autobot Leader's spike once again hitting Bladestrike's gestation chamber with each thrust causing both bots' cooling fans to work over time. "So...so deep."

"Good Primus," the Prime growled as he continued to thrust into his mate while trying to keep himself under control. "So tight."

The two of them wasn't sure how much longer that they were going to last as the Elite Guard arch his backstrut.

"Oh, Prime!" the Elite Guard moaned as he rolled his hips backwards to meet the red and blue mech's thrusts with his own. "More!" The azure blue opticed mech finally lost all restraints as he pounded into the smaller mech. "Oh, yes...yes." The two of them where now moving with all the horsepower that their engines have. "Optimus...I'm goin'...I'm goin' ta ov'ahload."

"Overload for me, Sweetspark," the red and blue mech groaned.

"OPTIMUS!" the monochrome mech cried out as he threw his helm back just before his vocalizations turned static as he almost convulsed in his overload while he gashed lubricant.

It was too much for Optimus as the smaller 'bot's tight valve spiraled down on his spike that the Prime allowed himself to overload within his mechfriend filling the other's gestation chamber with more transfluids. The red and blue mech pulled out carefully before the Prime laid down next to the Elite Guard while both of them were panting as their cooling fans strained to cool their frames.

"You alright, My Spark?" Optimus asked as he looked at his mate.

Bladestrike looked at him with a smile as he climb on top of him and placed a kiss in the middle of his chest plates.

"I'm jus' fine," he answered as he retook the Prime's spike into his valve once again to start another round of interfacing.

[A/N: Ok, the Sex scene is over, so you all may look again.]

...My Line...

The twins sat at the table in human area working on their college work when Smokescreen came speeding in once again. When he came to stop, everyone looked over as laughter was heard from not just the rookie, but from Jack as well, who had just stepped out allowing the tri-color mech to transform.

"I am so posting this tonight," the human male told him as he grinned at his phone. "Arcee! Arcee!" The twins walked towards the railing. "Check out Vince's car!"

Jack than showed her the picture on his cellphone.

"The bully?" she asked as she looked at it before narrowing her optics.

"Hey, Vince," Jack pretended to call out as he looked at the screen again. "Do you want fries with that?"

Smokescreen and Jack fell into another round of laughter as the twins looked at each other.

"Let me get this straight," Arcee said as she rose. "So, you taught Smokescreen everything he never needed to know about fast food."

"He passed driver's ED," Jack told her with a shrug. "Work hard, play hard."

"Uh, yeah," Smokescreen second as they walked past the bots. "No humans were harmed in the making of these photos - honest!"

"Expect maybe their ego," Nisshoku mumbled her breath before she went back to her work.

Gesshoku looked over at her twin before glancing at Smokescreen, who looked at her, before he winked making a purple colored blush appear across her face. She turned around and rushed to join her Sister, but her action didn't go unnoticed as Jazz, Bladestrike, and Prowl shared a look at that.

...My Line...

After a few hours, Jazz and Prowl had left base to go on patrol while Bladestrike had gone to get some rest with the twins had managed to finally finished their mountain of school work. So Solareclipse was now hanging out with the other four bots in her Cybertronian form. Lunareclipse had gone over to the Autobot Leader to learn about the Autobot's code and how to decode them from the Prime.

"I am nearly finished decoding the next set of Iacon coordinates," Optimus announced to Ratchet and Lunareclipse.

Just as he said that there was a rapid ringing from the computer making the three bots to turn around towards it.

"You may not need to complete your task Optimus," Ratchet stated lowly.

"An Iacon locator beacon," Lunareclipse added as the location was showed on the screen.

"It seems the Decepticons have already excavated the next relic," Ratchet continued.

"Ratchet, triangulate the coordinates and activate the ground bridge!" Optimus ordered.

The medic turned around, walked towards the controls, and opened the ground bridge as the Prime and black and lavender femme walked towards it. The other 5 Autobots walked up to them looking ready to go and get some action.

"Bring on the cons," Bulkhead said.

Ironhide and the wrecker were excited to get back out into the field as Ratchet has finally declared that they made a full recovery.

"Where is Smokescreen?" Optimus asked as he looked around.

"Out training again with Jack," Arcee answered him.

Solareclipse rolled her optics as she looked over at her Sister.

"What about Jazz and Prowl?" he asked.

"Patrol," Lunareclipse answered this time. "I'll stay here an' try ta get a hold o' 'em."

The Prime nodded his helm.

"We cannot wait," Optimus said as they all faced the ground bridge. "Autobots! Transform and roll out!"

Ratchet and the older twin watched as the 6 Autobots all transformed before driving through the ground bridge. The two, who remained shared a look before walking over to the computers where the medic kept track of the team while young hybrid tried to get a hold of Jazz, Prowl, and Smokescreen.

...My Line...

An hour after the other bots left, the computer beeped again before another location appeared on the screen.

"Optimus, we just picked up a second Iacon locator beacon," Ratchet called out over the comm. links only to get static. "Optimus, do you read?"

The two Autobots shared a worried look when all the medic got was static.

"Scrap."

...My Line...

The 6 Autobots all walked through a dense fog looking around.

"No, signs of Cons," Bulkhead sighed.

Ironhide and Solareclipse shared a look with each other at that as the group came to a stop before looking at Arcee, who shrugged.

"I 'ave a bad feelin' about dis," Solareclipse whispered to her guardian as they started walking again.

"You and me both, kid," the Weapons Specialist agreed with her. "You and me both."

...My Line...

Lunareclipse vented a sigh as nothing the two of them do to get a hold of Optimus' team has worked and Bladestrike, who had just joined them, was pacing in worry. It was then that Smokescreen came racing into the base before skidding to a stop. However, just like the last time, the moment that Jack got out the two of them were laughing at some kind of joke.

"Dude, my boss is gonna freak," Jack laughed as the race carformer transformed.

"That thing that we stuffed in his tailpipe," Smokescreen said. "What is it called again?"

"PIZZA!" they said together with a laugh.

"Would ya two keep it down?" Bladestrike asked them sharply.

"Arcee?" Ratchet asked only to be meet with static. "Bulkhead?" Once again it was static. "Bumblebee?" Lunareclipse felt her optic ridge twitch. "Solareclipse?" The twitching optic ridge stopped with worry taking it's place. "Ironhide?" He was once again with static. "Can anyone hear me?"

"Ratchet, what's going on?" Jack asked as the two walked up.

"Our sensors detected a second Iacon locator beacon," Ratchet answered as he looked at them. "But, I can' reach Optimus."

"I'll go," Smokescreen said as he stepped up.

"Alone?" Lunareclipse asked with worry.

"You have a better option?" the rookie asked her softly.

"Fine," Ratchet sighed as he moved towards the ground bridge and opened.

Smokescreen watched as the team's main medic went back to his work before he looked at both Lunareclipse and Jack.

"He said fines, but I don't think he really wants me to go alone," he told them with a smirk.

The two friends shared a look before running through the ground bridge with him just as Prowl and Jazz returned.

"Huh?"

...My Line...

"I can't believe that I just pulled a Miko," Jack said as he face palmed once he was out of the bridge.

Both Lunareclipse and Smokescreen walked up behind him.

"Let's go get us a relic," Smokescreen told them as he punched his fist into his opened palm.

The three of them ran over and quickly took cover behind some boulders as they looked through the creaks.

"Whoa, it's a sword," Jack said in awe.

"Not just any sword," Smokescreen informed them just as in awe as Jack was. "That looks like the Star Sabre. A legendary weapon forged by Solus Prime. As lore would have it. It's to wield the power of the Matrix." The young Mutou could only stare at him in shock. "I'm gonna make Optimus, my Brother, and creators proud."

"Not a good idea," Jack said.

"Why?" Smokescreen asked.

"Because Megatron's here," Jack answered.

They all looked to just the right of the mountain to see Megatron standing there while giving orders to his troops.

"Scrap," the black and lavender femme cursed.

"The Dark Lord himself," mumbled Smokescreen. "He won't know what hit him."

He moved to head for the 'Cons and the relic only to be stopped by Lunareclipse.

"Smokescreen wait," she told him. "Something isn't right."

"Why doesn't Megatron just take the Star Sabre?" asked Jack.

"Germaphob?" Smokescreen asked.

"I wish," snorted the young hybrid.

"Seriously, we should just wait for backup," Jack told him.

"You heard Ratchet," the rookie reminded them. "Backup's not available right now."

"Wait!" Lunareclipse quietly called out as he jumped out of his hiding spot and ran towards the relic site as sneaky as he could. "Scrap." The black and lavender femme vented a sigh before she blinked and then face palmed. "I am such a baka (idiot)." She than pulled out her wand and waved it. "Expecto Patronum."

From the tip of the wand came a silver colored wolf to which she bent close to it so that Lunareclipse could whisper what she wanted to say into it. Once she was done with the message, the two of them watched as the silver wolf took off for the Prime.

"What was that?" Jack asked.

"A Patronus," Lunareclipse answered. "It's a charm dat is used fer defense 'gainst Dark Creatures by conjure a spirit-like incarnation o' positive emotions, but it cin also be used ta send messages fer tha witch or wizard dat summoned it."

"That's actually useful," the young human male said in shock. "Though what about me?"

She looked at him.

"Ya are goin' ta git a hold o' Ratchet an' 'ave 'im bridge ya back ta base," she answered before going to give the rookie backup.

Jack moved to get a better view where he watched as some Insecticons moved rocks out of the way of the relic.

"Enough!" Megatron yelled. "Commence transport!"

He saw a giant tow cable came flying down from the ship and some vehicons attached the hook at the end to the boulder that has the sword. It wasn't long till the cable straighten while hardening to show that the hook was attached successfully. Jack then noticed that some of the vehicons where firing their blasters at two Autobots, who also opened fire on them.

"Who in the pits of Kaon is that mech?" Megatron yelled in question.

As Lunareclipse was taking out vehicons, the rookie ran towards the relic and once he was near, Smokescreen grabbed a hold of the handle before he tried to pull it out. However, no matter how hard he tried to pull it out, the rookie had no such luck.

"Scrap," he cursed as he let it go while backing away. "It's really in there tight."

It was then that he got blasted in the back and knocked, but when he managed to sit up, the rookie noticed that the vehicons were surrounding him with blasters aimed and ready to fire. He then noticed that a few of them had tackled Lunareclipse to the ground and placed stasis cuffs on her.

"Oh no," Jack breathed. "No, no, no, no. This can't be happening." He than pulled out his cellphone and called base. "Ratchet, you have to get Optimus here now. Smokescreen went after the relic with Lunareclipse giving him backup. I-It's called the Star Sabe..."

He then turned around when he heard a noise behind him to see an Insecticon standing there.

...My Line...

"Where in the name of Cybertron are you?" Ratchet asked Jack over the comms.

"Scrap," Jazz let out when they all heard a screeching on the other end along with crashing.

"And did you just say Star Sabe?" Ratchet asked him before his optics widen and he shared a look with the other three. "Oh my." He then started to work rapidly. "Jack! Optimus, please respond!" He once again meet with static. "I can see that you're alive, Optimus. Why won't you answer me?"

...My Line...

"Ugh!" Arcee growled as she came to a stop. "Every time we get close tot he signal it moves."

"And all this leg work is giving me itchy fists," Bulkhead growled in agreement as he pounded his fist together.

The red and blue mech walked forward.

"It seems we have been led astray by a Decepticon trick," the Prime told them.

It was then that something silver shot towards him making the others all take a defensive stance.

"WAIT!" Solareclipse yelled as she noticed the shape of the silver being. "Don't shoot. Not dat it would do any good."

When the silver being came to stop right in front of the Autobot Leader, they all noticed that it was in the form of a wolf that opened it's mouth.

"Optimus," Lunareclipse's voice came from the wolf. "A second Iacon beacon was picked up, however, fer whatev'ah reason Ratchet hasn't bin able ta git hold o' anybot on yar team cause all he gits is static." They heard her take a vented breath. "However, Smokescreen an' I 'ave investigate tha location where Smoky has ID tha relic as tha Star Sabre. Tha very sword dat is said to be forged by Solus Prime..." The team all shared a look of worry and awe before looking back at the silver being. "Optimus, ya need ta git here an' fast because I fear wha' would 'appen should Megatron gits manages ta git 'is servos on it." Solareclipse and Ironhide held their breaths. "Jus' ta let ya know...Megatron's here..." The guardian and charge cringed. "An' Smokescreen went ta face 'em. So, please hurry?" The wolf than turned to look at Arcee. "Oh, an' Arcee, about Jack...yeah, he pulled a Miko." The blue femme growled at that. "Jus' thought ya need ta know."

The wolf than gave a bow of it's head to the Prime before vanishing.

"What was that?" Bulkhead asked as the older femme was a furious at the moment.

"A Patronus," the black and pink femme answered. "Though ta be more precise it was a Corporeal Patronus which is fully-shaped spirit animal dat's conjured wit' tha Patronus Charm. O' course, tha spirit animal is normal one dat's represents the conjurer. Dat wolf is tha animal spirit dat represents mah Sist'ah tha most as they are loyal pack animals."

"I see," the Prime said.

It was then that a ground bridge opened up and Jazz ran through looking unamused.

"Weh 'ave a situation, Prime," he stated.

...My Line...

"Bring them to me," Megatron ordered to which two vehicons picked up Smokescreen by the arms while another two did the same with Lunareclipse before dragging them towards Megatron where they were tossed on the ground in front him. "Hello, Lunareclipse." He had a smirk on his face as the two Autobots looked up at him with glares. "It's a pleasure to lay optics on a beautiful femme like you again." Smokescreen growled when the Warlord touched the black and lavender femme's helm. This of course had the Decepticon Leader turning his attention to the rookie. "And, who might you be Autobot?"

"Why?" the tri-color mech asked. "Who wants to know?"

However, this only served to make Megatron made angry, but when he went to raise his hand to smack Smokescreen the sound of blaster fire had him turning around. It was then that he saw Arcee, Solareclipse, Bulkhead, Ironhide, Bumblebee, Jazz, and Prowl emerge from the smoke.

"Where is Optimus?" the Head 'Con asked.

The two Autobots and lone Warlord looked up at the mountain just in time to see the red and blue mech running, jumping, and driving as he scaled it to reach the Star Sabre.

"RAH!" Megatron yelled as he ran forward. "Keep Prime from the relic!"

Smokescreen used that moment to get the stasis cuffs off of Lunareclipse before they turned around to see four Vehicons and Megatron transform into their jet alt-modes.

"I don't think so," the young Mutou growled as both her and Smokescreen aimed their blasters at Megatron.

However, the sound of another blaster charging had them looking out of the corner of their optics to see that vehicon had taken aim at their helms. But, Bulkhead came to the rescue with a blue energon blast that offlined the vehicon.

"I got your back," he told them.

"Ya okay, Sis?" the younger twin asked as she and the weapon specialist ran up.

"Yup," she answered with a chirp. "Though I am in need o' a shower...stat."

"Why?" Ironhide asked as Arcee, Jazz, Prowl, and Bumblebee took out the rest of the Vehicons.

"Cause Megatron put 'is disgustin' servo on meh," Lunareclipse growled. "Dat's why." It was then that they heard the cries of two Insecticons. "Oh no. JACK!" They all turned around to find that the two Insecticons were moving boulders out of the way of a small cave and when it was cleared, Jack could be found hiding inside and about to become chow. "JACK!"

The 9 Autobots ran towards them before Bulkhead picked up a giant rock and threw it at an Insecticon, who was about to grab Jack, this crushed it's upper body and killed it. Arcee than used that moment to upper cut the other one out of the way before allowing the other 8 to blast it to pieces.

"Arcee!" Jack called in relief.

"What could you have possible been thinking?!" asked Arcee.

It was then that they all looked towards the sky in time to see Megatron and a few Vehicons firing at Optimus. As they all watched, the red and blue Leader sped up the mountain like a ramp before he soared into the air. But, when he was flying, the Prime was hit by one of Megatron's blasts which caused him to spin before he transformed into his bipedal mode.

"Come on, Optimus," the twins whispered.

They than let out a vented sigh of relief when the Autobot Leader managed to grab a hold of the hilt of the Star Sabre while he dangled up in the air."

"Alright!" Solareclipse cheered as she hugged Bumblebee.

This had the Autobot Scout blushing up a storm making Smokescreen and Ironhide to smirk at him. However, all of their attention when back to the sky when something flashed blue as the Decepticons retreated to the warship. The 9 'bots all watched as the Star Sabre started to move which allowed Optimus to pull it out of the boulder with ease before he started to free fall towards the ground. The twins cringed when the Prime crashed into the ground with a loud thud making smoke fill the air around him. The others all shared a look of worry before looking back in time to see the smoke clear. There they saw that Optimus was on knee with the sword stabbed into the ground.

"YES!" the twins cheered as the red and blue mech stood up while pulling the sword out of the ground.

"I loosened it for him," Smokescreen said.

This made Lunareclipse to giggle in amusement as they all moved to join their Prime only to stop when the mountain that the 'Con's Warship had been listing started to roll towards him.

"Optimus!" Arcee yelled. "Retreat!"

"Now!" Ironhide added.

However, their ever lasting shock as their jaws dropped, the Prime cut the large boulder in half.

"Did he just..."

{Cut a mountain in half?} Bumblebee finished Bulkhead's unfinished question.

"WTF (What the frag)?," Solareclipse breathed in awe.

"Oh mah Primus," the older twin gasped.

"No way."

The Prime than looked up at the Warship with narrowed optics before he charged forward, spun around with the sword in hand with a cry, and let loose a blue light that soared through the air from the sword. They all watched in shock at it hit the rear thrusters sending the ship falling for the ground.

"He can do that?" Smokescreen asked in wonder.

All of them turned to look at their Prime in shocked silence as he walked back towards.

"Ratchet, weh need a ground bridge," Lunareclipse said over the comms. breathless.

When the bridge opened they all walked through it and back to base.

...My Line...

"How epic was that?" Smokescreen asked with cheer once they all returned to base. "I-I saw it with my own optics." Ratchet was staring at Optimus with wide optics as the twins were looking at the Sabre in awe. "But, I still don't believe it!"

"You know what I don't believe," Arcee said angrily as she stepped in front of him. "After everything that you've been told, you still put a human in danger."

"A-Arcee," Jack called out. "It wasn't his fault. I shouldn't have..."

"Don't don't even start with me," Arcee interrupted. "We'll take tomorrow." She than looked over at Ratchet. "Send Jack home."

Ratchet did as she requested and opened the bridge again. Jack looked at her for a few minutes before letting out a sigh as he walked towards. The young human boy stopped before looking back at them.

"Green for go," Smokescreen said softly.

Jack turned back around and left through the bridge.

"We've been in need of another Autobot in the ranks," Arcee said once the ground bridge closed. "Not another child."

"Look Arcee," Smokescreen started in a calm voice. "I was wrong. And I am sorry - again. And if you need to kick me off of Team Prime..."

"Disregard for human safety - or anyone's safety," the Prime started as he walked forwards. "Will not be tolerated. Do you understand?"

"Fully sir," Smokescreen answered.

"We must never lose sight of the fact that upon this Earth...we are titans and such power must be used wisely."

Just then at the last word, the Star Sabre started to glow Energon-blue for the third time to which Optimus lifted it up to stare at it's blade.

"Whoa," Bulkhead breathed.

They looked at the Autobot Leader, who optics started to glow, making them to turn towards Lunareclipse.

"Wha'?" she asked with a raised optic ridge.

"Optimus, speak to me," Ratchet said at the vacant look.

"Optimus?" Bladestrike asked.

"I am receiving a message," the red and blue mech finally answered while his tone was absent.

"From who?" his consort asked.

"Alpha Trion."