A/N Saving up means doing more overtime at work, so have been working real hard these past few weeks, sorry for the late update :)

Battle in Mission City

Optimus arrived in the city, transforming as he saw the others, and above an arriving Nemesis. Though strangely no sign of Megatron. "Ratchet. What's your status?" he said sprinting to the group with a deployed weapon.

"Alive. For now. They've only deployed few units, it feels too ominous. And to get here just after you?" Ratchet replied.

Optimus narrowed his optics to the front of the ship, a large blaster strapped into the ship like a hood ornament, but stood tall like a statue. "Only to keep us occupied." He replied looking to Bumblebee and Bulkhead whom were just on the other side of the street taking care of the few remaining 'distracting' Vehicons.

"Toying with us is more appropriate." Ratchet said.

Looking to the side, he also noticed the unit of human soldiers In direct exposure of danger, but taking cover behind debris. "Captain Lennox. I gave you a direct warning that you cannot fight here."

Captain Lennox stood defensively. "You did. But we want to get home, to our families, and I don't really care for tyrant robots roaming our planet and destroying our cities. Like it or not we're not leaving until their taken care of."

Optimus was about to reply…

"Autobots!" came an echoed voice of Megatron who stood at the tip of a storied building with his second in command at the end of the Nemesis grinning.

"So he's come to oversee it this time." Ratchet bitterly said.

"Prepare yourselves…" Megatron hissed as he transformed flying low enough until he transformed again, landing on the ground breaking the concrete street under his feet.

The Autobots brought their guard up with his presence as Optimus approached him. "Megatron. If you know of this weapon you hold, then you must know that it was banished for the very reason that it bared too much power to control." He argued.

"Yes, I am aware. Perhaps its power was too overwhelming for the ancients themselves, but like them this weapon is also ancient, dated. tame." he grinned as he looked up to his ship. "Perhaps a demonstration will act in my favour. For it will be your last known vision…Even in passing, you will feel it's, sting." He chortled.

"Ha! You sure do talk a lot for someone who has that amount of power." Bulkhead scoffed.

Unoffended, merely offered a pleasant grin, in that it was eerie in that sense. "Starscream! Give the order!" he commanded.

Starscream raised a hand to the Vehicons who had to manually turn the requiem blaster being so huge. "There. On those buildings." He said as the blaster charged up. In an instance a thick beam of burning white light matching that of the sun flew across to its target. Even with eyes wide open you couldn't comprehend the damage as the large cluster of buildings that homed thousands of residents and businesses.

Turned to particle matter, merely flaked dust that floated where the buildings once were.

The area was now a smoking crater, with an atmosphere close to smog with ash hovering the sky. What did stand out however was a bright blue glow which used to be most of the ground and sidewalk. Starscream grinned to this especially.

Though Megatron looked on flatly.

"Lord Megatron. Energon." Starscream praised in triumph. "Something that would've taken years to drill and mine from a location such as this." Starscream chortled. "In but a clean sweep we will have sucked this planet dry." He clenched his fist in eagerness.

"Y-es." Megatron said flatly as he turned to Optimus. "However, we first must take care of the oppressors."

"Optimus, did you see-" Ratchet said through the comm link rather awed and concerned.

"Stay vigorous old friend, this is not over yet. Bumblebee, Bulkhead. This cities buildings seem to compare to levelled platforms. Do you not agree?"

Bee and Bulk seemed to look somewhat confused until, Bulkhead looked upon the buildings himself, from his perspective they seemed to lead up to the Nemesis and sneered boastingly. "Now you're talking Wrecker."

"The Nemesis right?" Bee said not catching on as quickly as more forces, grounded and flier alike were deployed as Megatron became the audience behind them.

"Yes. We must delay them. I am the only one to match Megatron and cannot do this myself. And so, Ratchet and I shall take the ground forces."

"W-With four against an entire Decepticon army?!" Ratchet screamed in their processors as Bee and Bulkhead rolled out down the street.

Optimus saw Megatron deploy his weapon readying himself to impatience. "Have you noticed something interesting about that weapon?" Optimus noted.

"Oh I noticed something interesting." Ratchet argued.

"No. If we are simply in the way, why can they not simply used the weapon to destroy us? Here, and now?"

"Besides Megatron's bloodlust for your spark by his own hands? I don't follow."

"My guess is that a weapon with such impact shares a large flaw and consequence to follow." He looked up. "Do you hear that?"

Ratchet tilted his head slightly, furrowing his brow as he could hear a distinctive sound, something that stood out and he wished he had noticed before. "I hear it, I have for a while now, it's…charging."

Ellen entered the city, she gasped and flinched in fear to sounds surrounding her. She frowned to herself, pinching, slapping or hitting her head every time she felt the need to cry or cower. She moved through the alley ways, her eyes widening to the purple titans that moved past her.

She froze as she found herself in the mist of the battle. She back away, her legs trembled she scurried back hiding in the alley as she cried again. "N-No, Sto-Stop…stop it." she scolded before burying her head in her knees, keeping herself hidden. "I-I can't move…I-I d-don't want to." she hissed regretting this. "I-I wanna see Daddy…" she thought as the building crumbled dust onto her head making her yelp and shake her whole body. "…I-I want Daddy…"

"Scrap!" she then heard and it sounded familiar, despite it giving her a heart attack.

Crawling across the floor to the edge of the alley, "B-Bulkhead…" she said weakly watching him search for something but then quickly losing interest.

She looked both ways, about four time before she found that urge to dash forwards. Unfortunately she dashed about two steps before she found herself fearful again and in scooting backwards, she fell into this large cylinder shaped object with claw like clips attached. She placed hands over head curling up as she saw Bulkhead being shoved up against a building by a couple of Vehicons, she screamed to the debris and dust that fell. But thankfully wasn't heard among the loud explosions. She was a pebble in comparison.

"Fraggin' con, so you're the one who made me drop my sticky bomb!" Bulkhead cried power driving them.

Ellen looked at, what she understood now as a bomb, was the size of a keg and just besides that was what looked like a cell phone, just half the size. Ellen looked it over frantically before hitting her head again. "H-How do I..."

She then gasped as two cons were thrown above her, with a few shots later, Bulkhead came in view of her as he realised he had nearly squashed and or possibly fried her, "W-What are you doing here?! I-I could've…"

Her eyes widened to his yelling tone. "I-I-I…" She stuttered.

He shook his head watching her tremble, as he waved surrendering hands out in front of him. "No-no Look-look. D-Don't-don't cry alright? Just, calm down. And stay down." He told her firmly.

She nodded slowly, keeping down as she looked across the street, to Optimus and Megatron in a battle that was currently a draw. "O-Optimus…" she looked at the grenade, "c-can't…we use, th-that?" she squeaked to Bulk.

He fired projectiles while multi-tasking a conversation with her, "My sticky bomb? I will when I get these Cons off my back. Will you stop talking, stay down."

She shook her head wildly. "No. no. for him. Him." She pointed at the far end of the street as the battle between Megatron and Optimus was slowly turning in Megatron's favour.

"Megatron? Ha! With all these cons, we'll be lucky enough to get in a few feet of them. Only a mini-con could get over there undetected with their tiny peds." He said. "Besides me and Bee have to get that blaster shut down or we're all fragged."

"What's a mini-con?" she wondered as it suddenly clicked. "Oh…m-mini." She said looking at the bomb. She looked around, then started to push the bomb making it roll heavily across the street. She grunted and panted a little, "Come onnnn." She whined as she kept looking at the bomb instead of everything happening around her. Just trying to think of her friend. And finally just get home.

Bulkhead then wavered a hand starting to move again. "Now I'll have to find somewhere to put you." he said looking around and finding an appropriate place. "That'll do. Kid I-" turning around she had already gotten far ahead of him. "What-wh-why do humans have to always move. And fast. Scrap! Bumblebee." He then said through the comm link. "You see that kid?"

Bumblebee was already cartwheeling up buildings, "Sam's two miles that way, we put him somewhere safe re-"

"The one the size of my thumb!"

"Ellen? Optimus left her at a gas station. Wow, when saying it aloud that sounds bad."

"Will you just let me finish?! She's here, she is going to get terminated, Optimus will feel bad and then I'll feel bad, y-you need to get down here and grab her. Your faster than me, so just do it!"

"She was he…you just let her wander around?!"

"Get down here!"

Face palming Bee looked across the battlefield from the height he was at and hissed. "Be there in two clicks. Bulk, you head to the Nemesis" he said dropping down from the height as he transformed, his tyres squealing and leaving smoke behind him.

"Go for it! I can do this myself, you can catch up!"

Losing road he transformed again, dive rolling as he took cover, he hissed quietly to himself as he watched Ellen, get dangerously close in range of Megatron. "Get back…get back, don't go NEAR him." He begged to himself.

Ellen continued pushing the bomb, looking only at Megatron's leg in case she froze up again, by accident she lent on a certain part of it, as the clip extended a little more and it seemingly acted like a magnet as it carefully latched itself silently on the back of Megatron's foot. "What?" came his voice turning around as Ellen froze upon looking up.

Optimus shook his battered head looking at what Megatron had turned his attention on. "No!" he cried.

Megatron growled briefly, "Vermin…" he hissed raising his foot back to kick her form small form clear across the concrete before Bumblebee barrel rolled in, picking her up. Though Megatron's kick sent him rolling instead though only in the stomach but still knocked him back.

"Your fight is with me Megatron!" Optimus called aiming his weapon at him.

He grinned turning slowly to him, "You should have taken a shot at me while my back was facing you. How many chances must I provide you?"

The itch of pain had Ellen slipping out of Bumblebee's grip as she rolled across the debris. "Ah!" he hissed flinching.

Ellen's hands shook from the shock as she held her knee, she scraped it and her elbow. "O-Ow…Ow…" she whimpered in a high pitch that grew with the rising sting.

"Stay there!" Bee called.

She looked up to Megatron as though nothing had happened, but the bomb still remained. She looked at her knee. "B-Bee. It-it hurts."

Bumblebee straggled over cradling her small form. "It's alright we'll patch you up." He smiled at her. "Why did you do that? It was so-so STUPID." He scolded.

"I didn't want Optimus to go." She said.

"Go?" he replied puzzled.

She nodded. "B-Bee?"

"What?"

"I think…I need a change of pants…and, underwear." She admitted, her face untouched by any form of embarrassment.

"What? Why? I…Oh…w-what did you leak?"

She nodded. "A little…"

He looked upwards rubbing the back of his head, "W-Well, it was Megatron. We'll get that done too okay?"

"Wait!"

"What?!"

"I need to give this to him." She said holding up the second item.

"A detonator?…wait." He turned to look Megatron's leg. "So that's it. you were…" he exhaled making a sound of frustration. "But it was still stupid! It still is! To sneak up on Megatron, it's a death sentence."

"But-"

"No…just, take my word for it." he said pointing to his throat.

She blinked then frowned at him as her cheeks puffed out, "You suck! Your going to leave him! You butt munching bug eater!"

"Ellen! Will you knock it off?" he pointed to himself. "It's a detonator, you only thought to give it to him because you couldn't use it right? But I can use it."

"You!…Oh…B-But you can't use it Bee."

"What? Wh-Why not?" he questioned.

"Because you can't. You don't really know much." She told him matter of fact.

"Y-You haven't even been with me that long." He argued looking up to the Nemesis. "Even still, How would it-"

"Bumblebee? Hey you there?" Came Bulkhead through the comm link.

"Bulkhead?"

"I see the blaster."

"Your there already?"

"It's heavily guarded. Either way I'm pushing through."

"Wait!"

"F-For what?!"

"What are they doing?"

Upon the Nemesis, Bulkhead tried to keep as well hidden as he could, about twelve Vehicons were working on the blaster. At least two were manning the controls, four had to keep checking the levels of heat it was producing. And six others were standing guard. And of course there was Starscream, giving constant commands where it wasn't necessary. "Looks like their focusing the blast. Targeting something specific." Bulkhead informed his optics slightly cringing. "I have to tell you though this weapons making a scrap load of noise. That's not normal right? I've manned turrets and, they were lullabies compared to this."

"I'm not sure. Targeting something specific, like a moving target?"

"Looks like it."

"Starscream there?"

He scoffed, "Hasn't even moved, or done anything for that matter. Nah he's just yelling and screaming."

"Then…" he looked up. "Bulkhead can you tell me its co-ordinates?"

"E-Er…lets see give me a minute." He replied as Bee stood still in waiting. "Here…" came Bulkhead, as Bee received precise co-ordinates.

With a flick of his optics Bee looked grimaced. "I thought so. It's Optimus."

"W-What is?" Came Ellen whom he almost forgot he was holding.

Back on the Nemesis, indeed the sound of Starscream was very clear. "When will you get that focused already?!" he barked.

"But Commander. Lord Megatron-"

"Said to clear the city." he interrupted. "Optimus Prime and his lackeys are a part of the obstacle, and as you can see from here, Lord Megatron is taken his time in doing so. time that can be spent on our priorities. Now focus that beam!"

The Vehicons looked at each other. "We can't focus it." One of them said sheepishly.

"W-hat?" he replied in a snaky tone.

"T-This weapon. When it charges it can only release its raw power. It doesn't have any settings or levels, it just has one, maximum. If we try to focus that power into a smaller dose the weapon will implode and self-destruct." Another warned.

"How interesting, you are merely drones, following simple tasks and yet, you have a broad understanding of this. This universe never ceases to amaze me." He went on sarcastically. "However, can you prove that, somewhat vague theory? Or is this another one of those little rumours these legends carry?"

They turned to look at each other blankly.

"Let me put this another way." He then started dangerous approaching the Vehicon who offered the theory. "Focus the beam." He looked at the others. "And you will end up like your comrade."

"L-Like what?" The theorist Vehicon stuttered as Starscream grabbed him by the throat, dragging up to the top the blaster, throwing him on the body of the blaster Starscream wielded him to the weapon. "C-Commander, the blaster…its boiling!"

"Look on the bright side, if your theory is correct. Then you will eventually be spared this torment. If not…well, one's armour can only sustain so much heat." He said as he glared at the others. "Any other, theories?" he asked calmly.

"…We'll not be long." One said as the rest nodded.

"See that you're not. I will inform Megatron of a very clear warning." Starscream sneered. "Any luck and Megatron may be caught in the crossfire." He thought.

"Hm." Bulkhead thought to himself from afar. "Self-destruct huh? Maybe I can help that along."

Below Bee was finding himself better cover as he contacted the soldiers. "Captain Lennox. How's your team doing?" but then he slapped a hand over his head to his instant mistake after a mixed reply of 'what?' and 'who?' "Good call Bee." He said to himself.

"Bee?" Ellen said.

"I thought I had a plan, but…never mind. We just need to seek cover. Their preparing another shot, and we'll be waiting."

"For what?"

"For the right time. If I time it."

She frowned at him, "Right time for what?" she said a little frustrated before she had to hold her hands up in front of her like a shield. "B-Bee. I-it's getting brighter."

He looked up to the blaster readying to fire. He shook his head. "Not yet…not yet. Just a little longer, come on." Ellen turned her head to the side to avoid the light, looking at Optimus being hit to the ground. She started to struggle, "Stop moving." Bee told her.

"N-No! You gotta help." She pleaded.

"We are…just, trust me. And trust him."

"…I don't even know you." she argued.

"…" he watched on as Megatron approached, looming over his opponent as Bumblebee tensed up to the perfect position he wanted.

"You've become slow Optimus." Megatron announced raising his blaster. "No…not slow. Too concerned with civic human buildings, then yourself."

Optimus glared at him, "Optimus…"came the sound of Bumblebee in his head.

"Bumblebee? I tho-"

"The blaster its firing again, this time, for you. T-This is going to sound odd, but you need to follow an order from me now. You need to fall back."

Optimus thought quizzically but looked on flatly at Megatron, until he noticed the blinding light in the foreground. "Fall back. Fall back now!"he darted backwards, quickly transformed and reversed leaving behind the smell of burning rubber.

"What?" Megatron questioned, about to sprint before Bumblebee hit the detonator. Like a trip, Metgatron fell to the ground. Letting out a low growl, he looked back to his foot, he had lost most of the right side of it. "Urgghhhhh…" he growled. as he looked up himself to a piercing light…

*BOOM*

Even so concentrated, left an area of ten metres in devastation. Megatron and Optimus became deep in concrete. Optimus much less so as he stood up groaning shaking off the debris and held his head. His vision a little shaky and left with many deep dents to his armour.

With the dust clearing from above Starscream clenched his fists, as he was slightly hunched over with anticipation but the result. "What?! No!" he yelled. "It-it missed?! How could you miss that lumbering oaf?! And you didn't even hit Prime!"

"Urgh commander?" came a nervous Vehicon.

"What is it?!"

He pointed to the gun as it started to charge again, the shaft started to overheat, changing a crimson red colour, even sparked and spluttered. "Time to go I think." Bulkhead muttered.

"Ahh!" Starscream squawked. "Abandon ship!"

Bulkhead grinded his jaw as he came from cover, "You can't just leave it to explode! What are you dim in the processor or something!?"

"A-An Autobot?! What next!?"

"Look dumb-aft. If you don't blow that thing far from this planet. The power in that thing will turn into a black-hole, taking all of us with it! or…something like that."

Starscream looked on, before placing a finger against his helm, "This is commander Starscream, take this rust bucket out of this atmosphere now!" when he stopped talking he had noticed that Bulkhead was gone. Starscream himself then transformed, he wasn't confident with how this was going to turn out, either way he was going to make sure he was miles away from it and quickly came up with some excuse for his departure.

Just below, Bumblebee was seeing if Optimus was alright. "I'll get Ratchet. He must have got a little carried away with the ground forces I think he's in a different part of the city." He said.

Optimus looked at Bumblebee then to Ellen, with a quick glancing check. Ellen then pulled her shoe off picking up a roll of Band-Aids. She uttered a shaky grin, as she took an unpredictable leap of faith towards him. Like catching a ball Optimus produced two cupped hands catching her. "E-Ellen!" Bee announced dumbfounded.

"Huh?" she said none the wiser.

"I think Bumblebee's point of exclamation is that you should provide thorough warning before performing…such an action." Optimus said.

She merely shrugged smiling at him.

Just then the concrete pile that Megatron was under shifted, until he burst out from under, noticing he was without a leg this time, and on his knee but clawed the ground holding up his cannon. "Do you mock me?! A limb?! Rocks?!" However before he could cause a damage to either of the bots who were realistically at his mercy from their position, that blinding sunlight came again, at first it was a bright white, then blue, then turned purple. The city, engulfed.

"Do not look!" Optimus cried to the surrounding area.

"What?! Starscream! What have you done this time!?" Megatron yelled.

"The weapons flawed." Came Starscreams voice but not through the comm, he was hovering above a building just behind him. "And you knew this!"

Megatron hissed as he turned his attention back to them, "I'm not done yet." He growled.

But…again, he was suddenly on the floor again, faced down as the ground cracked beneath him.

"I think you are…" came the voice who was standing on Megatron. "So. what did I miss Prime?"

Bee and Optimus blinked a few times, looking almost doubtful, but eventually Optimus said. "Ironhide?"

"One moment." Ironhide replied and before they knew it he had flung Megatron across the street.

"I thought…you were gone. Is that, really you?" Bee said.

"No anyone else who can fling a Con like that?" he said slapping Bee's shoulder.

"A few actually." Bee replied. "But not Megatron, that was, a sight to see."

"I would say that it's good to see you old friend." Optimus said.

"But we still got these lot to deal with, Yeah-yeah." He replied.

Megatron stood again, to his full height despite his injury bearing an angered scowl. "Another infamous Autobot, for never seeming to stay dead."

"You've lost Megatron. Hundreds are now you, I think we're doing pretty well." He counted the few Vehicons scattered. "Hmph, another two." Ironhide said.

"A set back. We will mine for Energon, with insect humans under our feet or not. It doesn't change a thing." He looked at his ped. "I will find another way to eradicate you all. Do not take this victory lightly." He then transformed as he flew up into the air. His balance was very off however and wherever he was flying for the time being, they doubted he would keep himself ascended for long.

Optimus looked on worriedly. To both Megatron and Starscream abandoning their Warship.

"What's wrong?" Bee asked.

"Did they dispose of that weapon?" he said.

"That ship can go from here to Cybertron in half a cycle. Besides we would've saw it explode by now…and, we'd be dead by now, r-right?"

"Hm. Yes Bumblebee, and this entire galaxy with us without us even realising our own destruction." he reached a hand out to Ironhide. "How did you arrive here old friend?"

"Believe it or not I've been on the Nemesis. Not as a prisoner, more of a stowaway. Even gathered a few goods if you know what I mean."

"Al-right." Bee casually brushed.

"This place won't be so bad with ol' trigger fingers here." Bulkhead then said brushing his arms.

"Speak for yourself Wrecker, you toppled any buildings yet?" Ironhide replied in a banter manner.

"Nice to see you too old rusty aft." Bulkhead came back whacking Ironhide on the back though he barely flinched.

"I'm going to go find Ratchet." Bee said asking for silent permission from Optimus before transforming.

Ironhide mumbled, "Ratchet huh?"

"Ironhide…" Optimus said a light warning tone. He then looked down as he saw Ellen start opening band-aids and sticking them on his lower torso, she merely grinned at him aware of what she was doing but doing it anyway, as just before she was gasping like a fish, in fear of another attack. This was good enough distration.

Ironhide raised an eyebrow, "Right, firstly. What is that? Secondly you have something on your-"

"Yes?" he interrupted.

"Kind of stands out when-"

"Yes?" he repeated.

"Fine-fine." Ironhide said wavering it off.

Bulkhead placed hands on his hips as he looked around, "So, what now?" he asked.

"It came to an end abruptly, like many endings." Optimus started to say. "But now to begin again will be the next challenge."

A/N On a random note, A plane was getting transported through our city today, since not much happens in it anyway its like the hypest thing to happen in a long time lol

Anywaay, I'm a little disapointed with myself, seeing as when I check over my writing I usually do it about six-seven times, so I feel as though this was rushed, and there may be spelling errors or defining errors I don't know, what do you guys think? I'm not very good at writing action scenes anyway ^^; so please R + R I'd appreciate it and just so you know this IS just the beginning.

The struggles of trying to understand human culture and socializing is yet to come for Optimus and Ellen. :) Oh and i'm very excited for my latest commission from someone, specifically its the cover page for this story, can't wait till its done :D :D :D