Cutesy little moment between Dusk and 'Bee at the end. There is going to be NO slash between the two, or any mech with Dusk. It's a brother/sister moment.

This girl does not own Transformers, (but the OC's are mine bwahaha! The realm of Cybres is mine) but she wishes she did, because, frankly, that'd be awesome!

My Characters-Trans Counterparts Mentioned in this chap.

Dusk Greyman- None

Silver Greyman (Silverstar Ivorra)- Arcee (Prime-verse)

Sideslash-Sideswipe

Shadowsteel-Ironhide

Healer- Ratchet

Tomosal Ivorra-Optimus Prime

Sunblaze-Sunstreaker

Karrick-Bumblebee

Widget-Skids

Target-Mudflap

Whirl-Wheelie

Chapter 11

You're My Brother, You're My Sister

Dusk POV

I leaned back on 'Bee's seats, staring out the window at the sand. The drive was making me even more bored than Hatchet's monologues on fast foods did.

"Okay," Simmons said, "Here's what my CIA contact says, Ancient Sumerians used to call the Gulf of Aquaba the "Dagger's Tip."

"That's the Dagger's Tip," Sam said.

"Its part of the Red Sea," I replied, stretching, "It divides Egypt and Jordan like the tip of a blade. 29.5 degrees north, 35 east,"

"Here it is," Simmons said, pointing to it on the map.

"First thing we've got to do," Sam said, "Is get Optimus to Dagger's Tip."

"How are you gonna get him halfway around the world?" Leo asked.

I turned towards him, flashing a devilish grin.

"I'm gonna make a call," I said, eyes sparkling.

A siren split the air, I froze, turning back.

"We got cops!" Sam said.

"'Bee," I ordered, "Lose 'em."

"With pleasure!" he replied, letting out a recording of maniacal laughter as he swerved.

"I can't go to prison, guys," Leo cried.

We raced into a village, the cops swerved in after us.

"Sam, we got to get off this road and lay low," Simmons said.

"'Bee, get in the alleyway," I said, "They won't catch us there."

He sped up in reply, skidding into the alleyway.

"Out!" I yelled, pushing Leo out the door.

I picked up a blanket and wrapped it around my head so that it covered most of my face. The others did the same.

I turned to 'Bee and the twins.

"Can you guys find a secluded place?"

"Right here," Skids said, as the three 'Bots transformed, "No one's gonna see us."

"Get up to the ledge," I ordered.

"But…"

"NOW!" I snapped.

"Yes Prime," Mudflap muttered as he and his brother climbed up.

"I begin to feel that I am shut up in a madhouse," 'Bee quipped, using one of my favorite author's quotes.

"You and me both," I sighed as he lifted me up to the roof as Skids flipped upside down.

"Man, stupid cops!" he moaned as 'Bee held his ankle.

"This is what's called blending in like a ninja," Mudflap said, holding onto the building with one hand.

"Shut up," I snapped, "or I'll blend my fist in your face!"

"They're gone," Mikaela said.

I leaped from my perch, landing neatly on my feet.

"Okay, we're running out of time," I said, "Sam and I gotta make a call to Lennox…"

"You two are on the Worldwide Wanted List," Simmons pointed out, "Try calling one base, they'll track you here in seconds. CIA is all over this place!"

"You're gonna call?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Okay," Simmons admitted, "That's a good idea."

"All right," I said.

"I mean, I just had my mind on other things," Simmons said, "Like, like winding up in an Egyptian prison."


Ben POV

I ran alongside Lennox and Epps, watching as Jolt, 'Hide, 'Sides, Sunny, and Arcee were being put on another plane underneath heavy netting.

"So, we're shipping him back to base," Lennox sighed, "This is such a mistake."

I looked over at Prime's body, watching as the platform moved slowly to the plane.

Amber looked at me, silent for once.

"You're worried about her," she finally said.

"She's fine," I said, "I know she is."

"She's taken his death real hard,"

"Who hasn't?" I asked.

The phone rang, I picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked.

"I need to talk to a Major William Lennox!" a very angry voice said, "It's important!"

"Hold on," I sighed and ran over to Lennox, "Major Lennox, phone call."

He nodded and took the phone.

"Lennox," he replied tersely.


Dusk POV

"Lennox, I'm with the kid," Simmons said, "The kid. You know, the one with the attitude, right? Him and this girl, Dust, the Firebrand!"

"Did he seriously call me Dust?" I growled.

Simmons ignored me.

"We need the truck. The truck,"

I clenched my fists. He had a name.

I mean, I knew that Simmons was being cryptic to keep us safe, but hearing Optimus being referred to as a truck really got on my nerves.

"We got a possible resurrection going on over here," Simmons said, "You're not gonna believe where we are. Code Tut, as in King Tutankhamen. Back of a $1 bill. Coordinates for airdrop, 29.5 north, 34.88 east. Write it down. Write it."

I heard children's laughter, I looked up and saw Leo running towards us.

"I got to go. Okay," Simmons said, "Heat comes."

"Wait," Sam said as Leo ran up, "Who are you?"

"Wait. It's me, Leo," Leo said, pulling down his turban, "Me, Leo. Leo. Leo! Cops are coming right now. We need to go!"

"Move, move, move, move!" I hissed, running.


Amber POV

"Can't you do something?" Sunny asked, revving his engine a little angrily.

"I'd get shot on sight, Sunny," I said sadly stroking his hood.

"Like I'd let them hurt you, Am," he growled.

I was the only one Sunstreaker would allow to call him Sunny, besides his twin and that was rare.

"You sound like 'Sides," I accused.

"There's a reason for that," 'Sides said from next to Jolt, "We are twins after all."

I groaned, right as Ben ran in.

"Dusk is safe!" he panted, "She's in Egypt with the Witwicky kid."

'Sides let out an audible sigh of relief.

"Thank Primus," he said.

"Egypt?" I asked, "Why's she in Egypt?"

"Something about a possible way to resurrect Prime," Ben said shrugging as he sat down on Jolt's hood.

"Resurrect…" Jolt started, "Ratch, 'Hide, you don't think the girl means the Matrix…do you?"

"It's been lost for eons," 'Hide huffed, "Everyone has searched for it, even Optimus, no one has found it."

"But she sounds so sure…" Ben said.

"If your carrier…mother… had died," 'Sides said, "wouldn't you do everything in your power to bring her back if there was the slightest chance?"

"The devil would have to hold be back," Ben said, his green eyes blazing.

"Optimus is the father Dusk did not have," Ratchet said, "Michael is her true father, but he has not seen her since the day she was taken here. All other males in her life other than you and Amber's father had abused her or left her for dead."

"That's why she took Prime's death so hard," I mused, "She lost her dad all over again!"

"And she wants him back," Ben said, "More than anything, and she's willing to give her life for that chance."

"Even if we could figure out a way to get Prime over to Egypt," Arcee said, "How are we going to get the Stiff off our backs? I seriously doubt the 'Cons are going to let Dusk bring back Prime without intervening in some way."

"I don't know," Ben said, patting Jolt's hood, making the Autobot purr contentedly, "But we've got to trust her."


Dusk POV

"Okay, let's go over it again," Sam said.

I groaned, "You know we don't have to repeat it over and over again! I've already got it memorized."

He glared at me and repeated the instructions with Simmons anyway.

"You know what it means?" Simmons asked after they'd finished.

"No, what does it mean?" Sam asked.

"I have no idea."

'Bee applied the breaks gently.

"You are in truuuubleeeee!" a woman's voice said from the radio.

Sam smacked the dash.

"Ohmygod," Leo said, "Ohmygod. Checkpoint. Checkpoint!"

"I don't have my passport," Sam said.

"We're slagged then," I said.

The seatbelt tightened across my chest, hard.

"What did I tell you about that mouth!" 'Bee growled.

I stuck out my tongue at him.

"Passport!" a voice yelled from outside as a very, very short looking police/soldier guy stormed down the stairs.

"They've got cameras at the top," Sam mumbled, hiding his face, I ducked down low.

"All right, chill," Simmons said, "This is espionage now. I can handle it. These are my people. I'm one thirty-sixth Arab."

"Oh, Primus," I said, shocked, as the soldier person came off the stairs, "It's a hobbit! Since when do hobbits come packing!?"

"Great, a fricking Munchkin,"

"Tell him he's tall," 'Bee chuckled.

I grinned, "Yeah, 'Bee's right, little people are mean. Tell him he's tall."

The soldier ran his finger over 'Bee's alt. 'Bee shuddered convulsively.

"Ugh, what did he have for lunch?" he whined, "Grease?"

"You're such a little femmeling," I said, smirking.

Simmons leaned out of the window.

"The Dagger's Tip? Right?" He said, as I looked out the window, "Egypt, Jordan. We want to go there. Me and my family. This is my family."

He pulled Sam under his arm, "This is my son, my other son, and my daughter and my niece and her parents are in the other cars. We're tourists, from New York."

The soldier's eyes lit up, "New York?"

"Yes. Yes," Simmons said.

"Fifty kilometers," the soldier said, pointing.

"You look like the guy that runs my falafel stand," Simmons said, "Thank you very much. I know. I know you from somewhere,"

"Go, Yankees!" the soldier said as 'Bee peeled outta the gate.

"That was too close," I said, glancing back.

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We had just left the city behind us, and were now running into the Sahara.

"Undercover, yo," Skids said, "You got to blend in with your surroundings! You know, you got to be part of the landscape"

"I don't see how lime green, sunshine yellow, and fire engine red blend into the desert," I said pointedly.

'Bee gave me what was unmistakably a pout, as we made it to the pyramids.

"What's wrong with yellow?" he huffed.

"Nothing," I said, "It's just really, really bright."

Skids continued his ninja charade until 'Bee finally snapped.

"Would you knock it off already!?" 'Bee snapped, bumping into the green twin.

"OW!" Skids yelped as he went sprawling.

"Idiotic fra…" 'Bee started, then he fell silent.

"What was that, 'Bee?" I asked, sweetly.

"Shut up,"

"Awesome!" Simmons whispered, looking up at the pyramid, "I think aliens built that!"

"You think aliens built your Mama's room," I snorted.

"Well, they did!"

I rolled my eyes as I walked over to the door.

"It won't open," Sam grumbled, banging on it.

"Step aside young Padowan," I said, "And let the Jedi Master show you how it's done."

I looked at the door for a moment, and pushed.

The door creaked open.

"Push, not pull, genius," I snickered as Sam gave me a death glare that would make Optimus proud.

"Come on!" Sam said, taking the door, "Move it! Move it!"

I looked at 'Bee and the twins.

"Sam, what about them?" I asked.

"Guard us," he ordered, "Low profile, don't make a scene, okay?"

"Yeah, some of us got work to do!" little cretin-con said, smugly, "Dumb Autobots."

"In case you've forgotten cretin," I pointed out, "You defected to the 'Dumb Autobot' side."

He glared at me.

"I'm staying with 'Bee," I said.

"Suit yourself," Sam said.

Night falls quickly in the desert, that's what I learned today.

The stars blazed overhead as 'Bee, the minor twins and I kept watch. I had sent the Twins to the other side of the pyramid while 'Bee and I stood guard over the entrance.

"'Bee?" I asked.

"Hmm?"

"What do you think He's thinking about now?"

'Bee let a sigh vent through his systems.

"I've never been offlined, so I honestly couldn't tell you," he admitted, "What do you think?"

"I dunno," I said, feeling my cheeks warm, "It was a stupid question, forget I asked."

"I made you blush," 'Bee said, "I'd never seen you do that,"

"Well, I've never been embarrassed in your presence before!" I snapped, smacking his hood.

"Ow!" he yelped, playfully, "So off that subject, do you have any fixations?"

"Fixations?" I asked.

He thought for a bit before answering, "A suitor?"

"Agh, Primus no!" I cried, smacking his hood repeatedly, "Besides, no one in their right mind'd date me."

"Why? You're a pretty femme," he said, "I'm surprised the boys aren't throwing themselves at you."

"First thing," I said, "I have a protective guardian who might squish them if they try anything funny, second, I had an extremely protective 'father' who'd probably show the guy his energon swords and clean them before I went off on the date!"

"Optimus wouldn't have done that…I think," 'Bee hummed, "So no mech suitors?"

I sighed.

"I see you guys more like brothers than potential beaus," I said, "Like you."

"As a beau…?" 'He asked wryly.

"You're like the big brother I never really had."

"Aww…"

"Aw, shuddup!" I growled.

"If it helps, you're like the little sister I never had…" he said.

I heard a fizzling sound behind me. I turned, and saw 'Bee's holo standing there.

He looked just a little older than me, only shorter. He had sparkling, mischievous, turquois blue eyes, wavy honey blond hair that fell playfully in his eyes, two strands were dyed black like the racing stripes on his alt.

The one thing that shocked me most…was the huge star/sun shaped scar on his throat. It was easily the size of my clenched fist.

I hopped off 'Bee's hood and walked over to the holo. I raised my shaking hand and gently touched the scar. 'Bee's face spasmed slightly and I jerked my hand back.

"I'm sorry!" I whispered.

He took my hands.

"You're fine," he said, "I just…wasn't expecting that."

"That's where Megatron…"

"Tore out my voice box," he said, eyes dimming, "Yeah,"

"'Bee, I'm sorry," I said, "That…that fiend! That creep! That murdering evileyed-blackhanded-bowlegged-flint-hearted-clawfingered-foulbellied-bloodthirsty…"

'Bee's shoulders shook as his head bowed. I froze, wondering what in the universe was wrong with him when I realized something…

He was smiling!

A huge, ear to ear grin that made his eyes sparkle.

He wasn't in pain…

He was laughing!

"He took your ability to laugh," I said, horror filling me.

"Y-yes," 'Bee tried to say, as his laughter continued, "B-but that was f-funny!"

His voice rose and fell, stopping and starting, just as a normal voice would if laughter was bubbling up behind it.

"Oh 'Bee," I said, hugging him.

"I can still laugh," he said, "it's just…not my own."

"I bet it was lovely," I said, "Your laugh."

"I dunno," he admitted, shrugging, "Optimus liked it, it about k-killed him when Megatron took it from me."

"'Bee, I…"

I froze.

"Dusk," 'Bee said, pulling away, "What's wrong?"

I stared beyond his shoulder, eyes wide.

"C'mon, lil sis, answer me!" 'Bee said, frantically shaking my shoulders.

"'Bee," I said, "those three stars over the horizon, they're the three stars in Orion's belt."

"Yeah, so?"

"Those stars… we also called the Three Kings in ancient times," I finished, "'When dawn alights the Dagger's Tip, Three Kings will reveal the doorway.'"

'Bee's eyes went wide, "We-we've found it!"

I nodded, "'Bee, we've just found the Tomb of the Primes. We gotta tell Sam!"

"Don't bother!" Sam called, running out the door, "I figured it out myself!"

"They all," Simmons said, pointing, "point due east, towards Jordan. The mountains of Petra."

"Alright," Sam said, "Let's go."

I looked at 'Bee.

"Let's go save our dad, brother."

"I'm with you, sister,"

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A/N: This took me a while. I've been recovering from the weekend, but man oh man was it fun. Anyway, if you're looking to see 'Bee's holo, copy and paste this link into you're browser (my design of it!) just remove the parenthesis ( /d5s8p8v) Don't be afraid to comment on it and fee free to look around my corner of the site!

Next time: Lennox, Amber and Ben have a little fun with the Stiff in a Monkey Suit. Dusk meets some very old "relatives" and discovers something about herself.

Title from Avalon's We Will Stand

Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.