This, this took far longer than expected, lot of stuff happens in this, also, keep your eyes out for details, I planted a few which will further develop in later chapters, now then, Wren is mine, Kia, Dragonriderwarrior, and Ira, 1234Devyn. Hope you enjoy and hopefully the next chapter will be up soon, but, no promises.


Chapter 12

"Are we there yet?" Ira asked as she idled behind Wren, if it was possible for a Vulcan bomber to scowl, Wren would be, they'd been in the air for three hours now, and where currently flying across the South Atlantic.

Kia groaned over the sound of her own engines, Rose was safely perched within her cockpit whilst Feedback was unsurprisingly recharging within Wren's own larger cockpit.

Their time in Rio had only gotten better as the week they were to stay there continued. It had put all three in high spirits for the journey back, having just left a concert by Fifth Harmony before they started their journey back.

The fourth day of their holiday had been likely the most productive shopping spree the three had ever been, seeing as Wren had 'persuaded' (aka Blackmailed) the US Government to give them enough money for ten holidays, Wren however, barely bought anything, seeing as she had little to no experience shopping for herself, something Ira and Kia where already planning on changing.

Didn't mean that Wren's Bombay wasn't half full of new clothing and even a few larger objects, which included three queen sized beds, Ira had wanted them to each have one in their berth room so they could rest in their organic forms.

"Ira, ask that one more time, and I'm not going to be able to stop one of my missiles from blowing you out of the sky." Kia warned, Ira had been asking that question for a good hour now, and the golden brown femme was close to losing her temper.

Before the two could continue bickering however, Wren was somehow able to come to a screeching halt, seeming to almost float in the air.

"Err Wren?" Ira asked, flying circles around the larger Bomber.

"This… this isn't possible." She murmured.

Ira tilted her nosecone towards the Night Hawk stealth fighter which had joined her in circling their Trine leader. "Wren, what is it?" She asked.

Before they could respond, Wren had shot off again. "It's nothing." She yelled back firmly.

Ira and Kia decided to not question Wren's strange behaviour, and for around an hour, they flew in silence, the speed Wren was going at allowing them to get out of the Bermuda triangle relatively quickly.

The one to break the ice however, was actually Allspark.

"I'm bored." She rumbled in all three Harpy's helms. "Blue, blue, blue, cloud, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, cloud, Bovine Sea cow… wait what! You three! Look down there! It's a cow head on a fish's body!"

In sheer surprise they all turned, Wren having to perform the widest of the three's sweeping turns so she didn't injure herself or her Trine mates.

All three shifted into their Bipedal states, flapping their wings every now and then to stay in the air.

"No scrap, she ain't lying, look!" Ira called, pointing down towards the sight that none of them could believe.

"Technically that's a cow's front half on the lower half of a dolphin, which is a mammal." Wren muttered, even though she personally was making a mental note to have Ratchet check her optics.

"Oh details!" Allspark huffed.

They watched the cow/dolphin hybrid leap out and into the water a few times, none of them sure what they were seeing.

Finally the cow/dolphin disappeared from sight, Ira turned to continue on their trajectory when she spotted something else in the water. "Oh you are fragging kidding me." She muttered.

"Jet skiing chickens? Femmes, I advise we get out of this crazy place as soon as possible." Allspark stated.

They didn't need to be told twice, the three shifting into their vehicle modes and shooting of as fast as their supercharged engines could take them.


South West coast of Africa

Kia released a content sigh as she landed on a small rock a small way off the western coast of Africa. "I'm exhausted." She muttered, content with just settling on this rock until they had to move again.

Ira snorted when she realized what Kia had actually landed on. "Err Kia, I don't think you should stay on that." She said, she and Wren hovering just over the waves near their Trine mate.

Kia huffed in response. "And why should I not stay on this perfectly good, whoa! That… that was a Turtle. Man I'm really exhausted if I'm mistaking a Turtle for a rock." She turned from where she was hovering to look at Wren. "Can we go find somewhere to sleep? I'm tired."

Wren nodded, just as Feedback peeked out from the Harpagornis' crown to stare out at the view. 'Where we?' She typed.

"The West coast of South Africa. How did you fair during the flight Rose?" Wren asked, looking to the smallest flier of the group, who was wide awake.

"Oh I slept like a log, Kia's got some really comfortable seats when she'd not doing loop da loops." Rose stated before turning inland and flying towards a large bush. "The in-flight food however was terrible." She jabbed.

"Hey! Don't be snippy at me! Would you of preferred to fly yourself here?" Kia asked.

Rose chuckled before digging into a small cluster of berries, which she knew for a fact where edible. "Even Wren flies faster than me." She joked.

Kia groaned. "It so much more fun when you're arguing with Sam."

Ira chuckled. "True, but he's back home now with Mikaela and his folks. Still can't believe we're here." She muttered the last bit after settling down on a thick branch, Wren, Rose and finally Kia all doing the same.

Wren turned to Ira, planning on answering the Peregrine, only to cut short when she realized that both of her Trine mates had dropped off moments after landing.

With an endearing smile she wrapped her wings around all three, bringing them into her warmth whilst Feedback snuggled down under her.

"We'll talk in the morning." She decided before she too fell into the dream world, a place which unlike awake Wren, was full of some very strange happenings.


The next morning

"…And that is how a dodged a seventeen clown car pile-up on the way towards a forest which looked like it was burning but wasn't, whilst trying to locate the lodge we were staying at, all the while the Taxi driver kept on doing the opposite of what was suitable, leading to three almost falls of cliffs and one where I survived and had just walked from there." Wren finished what she remembered of her dream the previous night.

Rose was the first to speak of the three shocked birds. "Are you sure you don't want to write a book on that dream? You've been talking about that dream for over half an hour!" The green parakeet exclaimed from her spot beside Feedback in Wren's crown, the three had reverted to their organ forms so that they could traverse the Southern part of Africa without being spotted, not that Wren's form was hard to spot even in her organic form.

"Many of my fanfictions were based on my dreams." Wren admitted.

Ira chuckled "She once came up with the entire plot of a Optimus×Oc story in a dream of hers, with a few tweaks of course." She admitted.

Wren nodded. "Yes, there was no battle in Grand central station, yet Nova still looked like a type of cactus due to her amour."

Rose shook her head. "That is just strange." She stated firmly.

Kia nodded. "And don't we all know it, my wings are still killing me though."

"Oh stop complaining!" Ira snapped. "We'll land again soon for breakfast. Right Wren?" Ira asked, turning her attention to the Harpagornis, only to find that their Trine leaders crown had flared to its full reach. "Wren? What is it?" She asked.

"Decepticon energon signature, it's masked, but it can't hide from me." She stated, her optics having focused in on an old scrap yard. "Follow me, Feedback, Rose the moment we land, find shelter." She commanded.

The three birds had landed within the minute, shifting into their bipedal states and drawing their weapons, Wren her sabres, Ira her throwing blades, and Kia a small blaster Jazz had given her, seeing as her main weapon was still her sonic blast.

Wren's crown flared again, quickly followed by Ira and Kia's, all of them trying to locate their target.

After only a few minutes, they found him, the Saleen mustang, with a disassembled 'hunk of scrap' as Ira called it over their link with Allspark.

But strangely, even after they lifted the rusted and stripped husk off of him, Barricade didn't move, he didn't even turn on his engine, he just, sat there.

After a few moments Ira's optic ridge shot into her helm behind her visor. "Okay, I give, what's going on here?" She asked, looking to the oldest member of the group.

Kia shrugged, just out of the loop as the youngest and smallest was, they turned to Wren. Who's crown seemed to be flaring as far as physically possible, just under their visor they spotted a slight blue glow, meaning she was analysing the data, seeing as normally her emerald green optics left that bit of her faceplates glowing a pale green. "Wren?" Kia asked.

Wren didn't even turn to her. "He's given up." She answered.

Kia and Ira turned to one another. "So, like in the fics?" Kia asked, shifting carefully on her talons, wings twitching as she held her blaster at her side, Ira however, didn't seem to be as focused anymore, drifting into her own thoughts.

Wren nodded. "It would appear so, without the threat of Megatron and Starscream, he made it look like he was offlined by Optimus, which I know for a fact did not happen. He has been hiding here ever since." She explained.

"And, how do you know that?" Kia inquired.

"He commed me." Wren deadpanned.

"Wren, did you just say, he's given up?" Ira suddenly cut in, a frown etched onto her faceplates, pitch black visor hiding her narrowed optics.

Wren nodded silently, waiting for Ira to continue, she didn't, choosing to instead stalk forwards.

And kick the mechs front bumper with her right talons.

The Saleen Mustang quickly broke apart, reforming into that of the Decepticon mech. "The slag femme!" He exclaimed, rubbing the now dented part of his chassis. "I'm trying to rust here!"

She didn't answer him, choosing to instead grab him by the neck cables and toss him to the ground.

Kia was about to pull her back when Wren stopped her, placing one of her much larger wings in the golden brown femme's way. "She need's to get this out." Wren answered before Kia could even ask the question.

The next half a minute was pure chaos, Ira continued to beat the slag out of the cop car, silently glaring down at him, once that half a minute was over, she grabbed him, pulled him up so that his optics where level with her visor, and finally spoke. "You, think, you, got, it rough?" She inquired.

Barricade didn't answer, to busy answer the Peregrine femme.

Ira just continued on. "Did you see one of the people you care for most, slowly fall into insanity, after being the only person who ever tried to protect you? Only to watch, as they kill, and try to eat an innocent man?!" She was straining to keep her voice in check, straining being the key word.

Barricade could only shake his helm minutely, fearing that one wrong notion would leave him without a helm.

"No? Well then, until you see your own Satan worshiping sire, rape his own youngest daughter and your younger sibling, you won't know what true pain is. You're lucky I don't kill you Barricade. If there's one thing I despise in this world, it's people just giving up." She turned to face Wren then. "Can you carry him?" She asked.

Wren ran the calculations through her helm for a moment. "You will have to take some of the objects I am currently carrying, then my hold will have enough room for him in vehicle mode." She stated, before easily pulling out the vast majority of the smaller objects they bought, once they were all out, she transformed into her vehicle mode, opening her Bombay doors to allow the cop car mech to attentively clamber inside once Ira had let him go.

Kia and Ira then placed the bags left on the ground within their own subspaces before they too transformed, Ira being the first to take off, then Kia, Wren had to taxi out of the scrapyard, seeing as there was very little room for her, thankfully, the town the scrap yard was in, had long since been abandoned, meaning she could use the road the yard was attached to as a makeshift runway.

Once back in the air she reassumed her position at the head of their small formation, having already commed Optimus to alert him of the current situation and who they were bringing with them.

The next leg of the journey occurred in silence, Wren after a while slowed down her engines, allowing Kia and Ira to fly on ahead, Kia was better a dealing with these situations, and her engines weren't exactly the easiest to talk over to begin with.


Ira's POV

I was steamed, I swear to Primus what that mech said…. Sure, I may not know what he's been through himself, what with it all speculation, damn Bay, never giving any of the bots any real back story!

That still didn't mean I was happy about any of this, but it was Wren's choice, and she'd decided to give the mech amnesty. And apparently, Optimus agreed, perfect, that means he's staying.

And yet, why am I angrier at myself, than him?

I know why.

Just… why?

Why did I lose control of my emotions like that? Seventeen years on this fragged up planet, holding in my emotions… only ever letting Wren and Kia know… they're my sisters… not those monsters… I'm Cybertronian now… not human… I never want to be a human again.

Not after all I've seen.

That's why I would lay my life down for Wren, Kia, and the bots. Sure, where we're from they were just cartoons and movies.

But to me, Wren, Kia, and likely thousands more.

They were hope.

I can't believe I'm having this conversation with myself.

But I guess it's helping, I need to sort this out any way, I've been pushing it back, but now, I guess, better now than never. Right?

Great, I'm talking to my own subconscious.

The first sign of madness, like I give a scrap.

I ain't human any more, ever since I knew what that meant, I haven't wanted to be human.

Sure, some stuff you get to do as a human is fun, playing, climbing, drawing, writing… finding people who connect with you on a level… that makes them more family than your own.

How many times have I told Wren and Kia I love them? Not in the romantic way, pit no.

In the way that makes you look up at them, and see protection, safety, life, and hope.

Just like the cartoons and movies did, only physical.

I met Wren first, about two years before they broke her.

She was an up and coming writer, I was a girl without enough money to even keep myself properly fed.

Her life was the complete opposite of mine.

And yet, even knowing this, she reached out to me, through the web of course, she was stuck in that Science lab of a tower her creators owned, and had her living in as their test subject.

Sometimes I can't even believe they allowed her on the internet.

Wait, they didn't, she hacked her way through the firewalls and got to it.

She was always a determined little bugger.

Even with her white lab coat practically test tube upbringing, she was more… I'm not going to say human; that would be an insult.

I looked back over to Wren, her black and blue metal form roaring behind us.

Where would I be without her?

I will admit to myself, back then, I'd hit rock bottom, trying to keep Joey and Jackie from getting any more scarred, physically or mentally, Jackie was just a baby back then, and Joey….Joey.

I can't believe she's gone.

When Wren told us about what happened to Derrick, I was shocked, we'd both lost someone close in front of us.

Yes, Derrick took his own life, he chose to die, so he didn't have to live in a world without Wren.

But Joey… oh Primus! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!

I should've done something to save her.

Yet I did nothing, I was too scared of that monster.

The dead look in her eyes, even before she went out. Like a light, an old one, on one of those old Motel boards which just can't keep up anymore.

I couldn't do anything.

I had a gun ready on my desk when I called Wren, in my little hideaway, where I hid my laptop, so no one could take it from me, and take away my only link to Wren, and by then Kia, Wren had introduced me to her, and we had just clicked.

I'd planned to call them one last time.

To say good bye, before I went to the Well.

Not Heaven, too many humans.

The Well, full of Cybertronians, that's where I would want to go, I refused to believe that if I went out, like Joey, I be forever stuck in a place with monsters, I wanted to be with those who gave me hope.

I had made the call.

Wren picked up instantly, followed by Kia.

It was like Wren could sense it, even though I wasn't crying, even though my eyes weren't bloodshot, well, more than usual back then.

She'd sensed it, and I could only watch as the pieces snapped together in her head.

It was creepy back then, how Wren could practically sense how your feeling, even when your separated by thousands and thousands of miles of water.

I still remember her voice.

"Ira, if you do it, I will come over there, and kick your sorry ass."

Kia had been a little spooked by this, Wren is as we always joked, a mix of three bots.

Cliffjumper, she loved to chat, talk about her day and make sure we'd had good days.

Arcee, she could be dead serious at the drop of a pin, and damn, even then she could make a man wet himself with her glower.

And Bumblebee, because even with all the shit she'd been through, she was still innocent of a lot of things and full of a joy which just sucked you in.

She was a caring, determined and downright a terrifying soul when she wanted to be, and it was on that day, that she and Kia, saved my life.

They talked to me, constantly changing the subject, we talked about the stories she was writing, joking around about what would come next, which bots where going to have their minds blown by Wren's creativity, my ideas for pranks and Kia's craziness.

I kept on trying to tell them how much they meant to me, how much I wished I could hold them and never let go.

They wouldn't have any of it.

"You do this Ira." I can still vividly remember Kia saying this. "And I'll do it to."

I froze then, I stared at the screen in shock, at the time, I couldn't believe what had just left her mouth.

Wren nodded. Holding up what looked like a syringe. "You pull the trigger, and I'm filling my arm with this." She gestured to the syringe "Box jellyfish venom. Only one person has ever survived. And unlike him, I'm gonna put this in my right arms pain artery, it will shut down my nervous system. And I will die within the hour, there is no cure, and my folks can go and deal with it, they don't know I have this, and they don't know I've put the cameras on a feedback loop, they don't record sound anyway. All that's needed for this venom to kill me, is for you to pull the trigger of that magnum."

I was frozen.

I didn't want Wren to die!

"Damn Wren! Why do you have all the good stuff?" Kia exclaimed. Then she focused back on me. "Ira, you, are, our, little, sister. We will do whatever it takes to keep you happy, and alive you are precious to us! Don't you see that? We know times our tough, it is for all of us, but we have to push through. Right Wren?"

Wren nodded on her partition of the screen, placing the syringe down, yet still in view of the camera.

I'd been shell shocked.

Primus, I'd been such an idiot back then.

They were able to talk me down, even though I'd just lost Joey, the only human outside of my uncle in my family I'd ever connected to.

Jackie? He was a baby not six months old.

But Wren and Kia, they were my real family.

It wasn't a month later, that Wren was taken from us, Kia and I were both devastated, we sent out a message to all the people who read her stories, to tell them, that she was gone, and we didn't know where.

Turns out, a lot of people weren't happy.

A lot of people liked Wren. Or Lunarstalker, which was her user name.

Slag, there where protests! In the street! Demanding Lunarstalker was brought back, and that she was freed.

It was one of the few times, which I looked at humans, and didn't see them as monsters.

But even with all the public outcry.

Wren wasn't given back to us.

And it was two years later that we saw her again, her mind completely destroyed.

Lunarstalker, Wren, everything we'd created together, was gone.

"Ira?" I jolted out of my thought processes. Kia was flying beside me, her Night Hawk alt modes wing tip not five meters from mine.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"We'll get through this. Just like we did back then, Kay?" She asked.

If I was in my bipedal form, I would've hugged her. Scrap I wanted to right now, but if I did, I'd send us tumbling to the ground, flight is kind of impossible when you have me wrapped around you.

"Yeah, I know. When we land, I want to tell you and Wren something, in private?" I asked.

Kia didn't respond for a moment, likely com-linking Wren. "Sure, we're landing in the Madagascan jungle in about an hour, we can have Rose and Feedback guard Barricade."

I held back a growl at the designation. Instead, choosing to address a matter I knew would come up in the future. "Do you still see Barricade as a brother figure?" I asked.

Kia didn't respond for a long time. Well, to me it felt long, it was only about a minute in truth.

"Kinda, we'll see, I'm not going to just jump at him and expect him to treat me like a big brother like I always hoped."

"You know, you don't need him to protect you anymore. Your family can't get to you here, and even if they did, they can't hurt you. And if they find a way to do so somehow, we sick Wren on them." I stated firmly.

Kia chuckled over our com-link. "I hear yah. Hopefully they never find us. Besides, by the time we came here, I'd long since left them in the dust, remember?"

"Two years isn't long enough for them to forget you know." I reminded her.

Kia's engines seemed to hum lower for a moment. Yes hum, that's what they seemed like in comparison to the audio blowing cacophony that Wren produced even when idling on the tarmac.

"I know, but what are the odds of them actually finding us in truth?" She joked.

"24, 007,238,668,012 to 1." Wren's voice suddenly joined the conversation.

I will admit I narrowly avoided an airborne collision with Kia then. "Frag Wren! Warn us next time you hack into the com-link!" I screeched.

"Warning you would've had the same effect you realise."

"Frag you." I grumbled.

"I'd rather you wouldn't." I would've smirked, that's something the old Wren would say, she's recovering well now, but we all still had a long way to go.


3rd POV

They continued on in silence after that, each one occupying their time in a different way, for Wren, it was finding songs for Feedback to listen to so he Laptop sparkling could keep busy, for Ira it was planning new pranks which she could play on the new recruits on base to show that she wasn't to be messed with.

And Kia, she was playing poker with Rose, the Parakeet was extremely gifted for her kind.

Around two hours before night fall, they arrived at the heart of the Madagascan jungle.

And a major problem was realised.

"I can't land in my vehicle form, if I transform into my Bipedal state, I'll drop barricade, and if I reverted to my organic state… I'd rather not find out." Wren listed as she circled the area in which Kia and Ira already stood.

"You're a bomber aren't you? Fly low and open your Bombay, we'll catch him!" Kia suggested.

"You do that, I ain't going to let him fall on me." Ira huffed, sitting down in a crossed pede position as she watched their trine leader flying around over helm in a wide circling formation.

Vulcan's were not the easiest to turn, when the pilot is flying at such a low speed.

Wren didn't respond for a good four minutes, before they heard the loud clanging noise which occurred Wren the locks of Wren's Bombay was opened.

Not a moment later, the sound of a mech plummeting from a good three hundred metres in the air good be heard.

A flash of white light and Wren was shooting past him in her bipedal state, wings laden with the heavy objects which she was carrying along with Barricade, only to drop them the moment she back flipped and landed on the ground on her talons.

Her helm snapped up and she opened her wings wide.

Resulting in Barricade crashing into her.

"SCRAP THAT HURT!" The two members of the collision screeched together.

Ira and Kia couldn't hold back their laughter as they too landed on the overgrown floor, clutching their sides as they struggled to breathe.

"Season 2! Episode err….10! Quote! Starscream!" Ira chortled.

Wren didn't respond, neither did Barricade.

Mostly due to the fact the impact had rendered both of them knocked into stasis.

Feedback however, was not aware of this fact and continued to tap Wren on the faceplates, having been safely protected in the femme's crown. 'Why big sis no wake up?' She typed.

Kia and Ira couldn't answer for quiet a while.


Half an hour later

Wren huffed out a sigh as she reclined against one of the large ancient trees, a slight curve in her form. The Harpies where currently in their organic states, each one having just finished eating a large portion of Lemurs Wren and Kia had caught, Ira having stayed behind to keep an optic on Barricade.

Who had yet to even utter a word outside of a mumbled curse or inquiry to make sure Wren was not suffering any permanent damage from him crash landing on top of her.

For him, this was an extremely unorthodox day.

At the beginning of the day, he'd just planned to continue on, allowing himself to just slip away from starvation, or something along those lines.

That didn't end up with what happened however. Instead, he gets found by those Harpy femmes, apparently having been on a human holiday in the continent named South Africa. The smallest then proceeded to beat the slag out of him without causing too much damage, but his paint was certainly going to need a touch up if they insisted that they stay alive like the Harpagornis one that had carried him had insisted.

Barricade glanced over to the now far smaller femme, all in all, he had in no way expected them to be able to turn into such forms, but apparently explanations would have to wait until they reached the Autobots base, Wren, the leader of the group, had told him he had to deactivate his location tracker, before adding that if he didn't, she'd rip it out of his helm herself.

Not a pleasant notion.

And yet, now, something else was nagging at his processor. "Why are you ingesting those ver… mammals?" If he was going to receive amnesty, he'd have to behave a bit more than usual.

Wren raised a royal blue eyebrow at him, her emerald green eyes hidden behind a pair of one way glass sunglasses. Meaning she could see him, but he couldn't see her eyes.

Currently she was in the middle of chewing a lemurs back leg bone, the white bone striking out of the side of her mouth, having already having had her fill.

She pulled the bone out to speak, Kia and Ira choosing to just watch whilst Kia entertained Feedback and Rose, another thing which had thrown him, sparkling's, being guarded by the Autobots, and quite a few of them apparently.

All the more reason to go with them, then maybe he could help protect them from Decepticons like he used to be.

"Simple Barricade, we are organic of origin, we can just become Cybertronians at our will, meaning that our base food ingestion is organic matter, when we transform, it is transferred into the equivalent mass in the form of energon. Hence why we can eat these lemurs without any hassle" She exclaimed before going back to chewing on the bone.

Barricade raised his own optic ridge at her revelation. "You are certainly not human, and if you are not Cybertronian's with Pretender forms, then what are you?" He asked.

Wren shrugged. "That's what Ratchet want's to find out when we get to the Autobot's base, find out what exactly we are, you see Barricade, we were humans, only, we were humans in the place we came from, but it would appear that during the journey here, which was quiet painful, we became these creatures." She gestured to the feathers which peppered her tri-coloured hair. "Any more questions?"

He was about to do just that when Ira spoke up, causing him to immediately store the question away for later. "Yeah, can we speak for a moment, in private?" She asked, stressing the need for privacy, Wren nodded, shifting into her bipedal state and flaring her crown to its full accuracy.

"I am still watching you Barricade, do not think for one moment that I am blind to even the slightest twitch you create. Rose, watch him as well, call if he does anything."

That statement proved that, even though they were taking him with them, trust was still something a very long way away from achieving.

Barricade responded with a simple nod, he was under no illusion, he could feel the energy radiating from the crown on the largest femmes helm, it was hypersensitive and linked directly to her processor and visor, being a Praxian himself he knew how sensitive ones doorwings where, they were covered in receptors, working constantly to keep track of their surroundings, but from the energy field, he could tell that the femmes crown worked differently, sending out minute almost undectable energy pulses, the only reason he even knew they were there was because he'd placed his sensors on the highest alert. The pulses acted from what he could gather, like ecolocation, only passing through the landscape and sending back the data through the slower energy pulses pushed back by the more powerful forward pulses.

Ingenious, and something which meant that she knew everything about absolutely everything around her.

And he did mean everything.

Taking his nod as a sign that he would behave, the three trekked a short way further into the jungle until at least, Ira spun on her talons and wrapped around the two larger Harpy's in a desperate hug.

Wren spoke first after recovering. "Ira? Is something wrong?" She asked, placing her much larger wings on the Peregrine Harpy's shoulder plates and pushing her away slightly so that they could look into one another's visors.

Wren's emerald with blue rings, and Kia's chocolate brown with blue spots optics widened at the sight of the trails of lubricant sliding down Ira's pale grey faceplates from her optics. "You guys…You mean the universe and beyond to me, thanks, you're the best sisters I could ever ask for." She sniffed, pushing back and nuzzling against both of their chassis' in close succession. "I don't tell you that enough." She muttered. "I want to change that!" She wailed, hugging them as tight as possible.

Kia and Wren exchanged a glance before they wrapped their own wings around the smallest of the group, Wren ending up lifting both of her Trine mates off the ground with her strength. "We feel the same way little sis. Now, Wren, please put us down." Kia stated, not liking the fact her talons were clawing at nothing but air.

Wren eased them back on the ground before crouching down and gently taking Ira's faceplates in her wing tips, using the thumb like feathers to brush away the lubricant, causing the fibres to stick together slightly. "There is no need for tears Ira, be happy, we are safe now, and we are together, our wish upon the eclipse came true." She cooed.

Kia chuckled behind her. "You wished we'd get turned into giant Cybertronian Harpy's, man, even back then you had a crazy imagination." She joked.

Wren shrugged as she rose back to her full height and regarded the oldest of the three. "But of course, why, the night before last I dreamt there was a massive hole under the base, hidden by a floor mat, when I pushed it aside, dozens of partially buried cars sat there, and after clearing some of it, I realised the drivers had come to life, one being an eight year old, another a headless pirate, a Disney princess, I believe Cinderella, and a slew of other characters, then I return above in a seething rage after one proposed to me, only to find I too was a princess and I ended up staying with the Seven dwarves, Sonic the hedgehog and Mario, and then ended up trying to teach them the concept of money. I don't think my imagination has ever faltered Kia."

Ira snorted in an attempt to control her laughter. "Try getting that to fit into a story plot!" She joked.

"I've already made six separate plots." Wren remarked.

Ira huffed in annoyance before stalking off back towards where Barricade and there makeshift camp was. "You're impossible!"

"I believe Ira, that that is my line." Wren shot back.

"She's got you there Ira." Kia joked, following after the two on the way back to the camp.

"Oh shut up!"


And done! Primus. Well, I hope you all enjoyed, got quite the peak at Ira's past but nothing of major detail. You'll just have to wait.

Ira: Moon, why the frag are you giving us these backstories? 'looking through readouts from brainwave monitor'

Moon: Because it gives your characters depth! Now quick looking into my thoughts!

Ira: Holy scrap! You once had a crush on MPMH! 'pillow stuffed in face'

Moon: Don't you dare!

Wren: Ira, Moon's private life should not be exposed to the world.

Ira: 'pushes away pillow' I know that! But damn! Well, he is hot for a MPMH! 'wing slapped over face'

Wren: What did I just tell you?

Drago: I'm back!

Moon+Dev: Drago! 'glomps Drago'

Drago: Whoa! Easy! I come with get surprises from the Himalayas!

Kia: Well? Don't leave us in suspense!

Drago: OH SNOWY!

Moon: 'turns to Wren' Why do I feel like I should be running for my life right now?

Wren: I am unsure 'flares crown and optics widen behind visor' RUN!

Moon: Oh shit! 'bolts after her creation' TAKE ME WITH YOU! 'grabs tail feathers just as Wren takes off'

Drago: 'huffs' Now that's just rude.

Dev: Who's snowy?

'Ground shakes'

Kia: That doesn't sound good.

Ira: What are you guys talking about? 'looks behind her' oh scrap! Dev! Quickly! 'shifts into vehicle mode'

Dev: 'See's what her creations talking about and swiftly buckles up in cockpit.' HAUL ASS! HAUL ASS!

Ira: 'shoots off at mach three'

Kia: 'Turns as well, optics widen' Drago! What have you done!'

Drago: 'huffs' Oh like you've never seen a squadron of giant Yetis. You've already seen water skiing chickens and a cow, dolphin hybrid. 'Turns to find Kia flying away as quickly as possible' Now I'm all alone again.

Moon: 'high above the clouds in Wren's cockpit' Err, sorry about that. Well, see you all next time!

Moon+Drago+Dev