Ok, this one is a bit early but oh well, a lot happens in this chapter, so prepare yourself, over than that, not really much to say, other than I hope you all enjoy, and have fun!

Chapter 13

Razor huffed as he strode through the expansive corridor which lead to his bedroom, he was going to have to raise the ceilings again soon, he swore he'd grown another foot since the last expansion and he did not feel like having to lower her doorwings against his back sturt so that Aurora didn't chew his audio off again, like it was his fault Rya had startled him!

It had been funny though when Sonic fell through the hole from the floor above though, and landed right on Aurora's head, resulting in both getting sent to the floor.

"Pretty nice sky light though. Shame you did it on the third floor, the seventh would've been a better location."

Ignial's voice rang out in his helm for a moment before he shook it away, no, he'd moved on, Ignial was gone, never gonna come back, no mater how much they wished it.

He still laughed at his older sisters response though.

Hit him round the back of his helm with her scythe like tail, thankfully not the bladed side, with a look of irritation on her features.

He was just passing by the open doors of one of the training rooms on the second floor, when a yell he instant recognised as Cliffjumper's, alerted him to duck.

A moment later, what looked like a bladed discus, shot through the place his helm had been a moment prior, before getting lodged in the opposite wall, leaving a substantial cut.

After a few moments of staring at the floor with optics wider than he'd felt them go in decades, Rya popped into view, one servo wrapped around his helm decorated shoulder, her frame using that to hold her up as she leant under his haunched position. "Ray? You okay?" She asked, her right optic focused on him, whilst her left remained unfocused, his own optics locked onto the scar, which had formed in an star shape over that of her optic, just to the top left of her optic, the fine lines faded with how she used to extensively wipe at it with the sharp edges of her claws.

After a few more moments, which for him seemed to stretch on, and on, he regained his movement, instead of answering verbally, his arms came down from where they'd been covering his helm, and instead, he wrapped them around his little sister, pulling her too him as he tried to get some grounding, as flashes of memories came back, one after another, going further and further back in time.

Ignial's death stood out first, his limp form falling to the side, the crowds screams being drowned out by Rya's gut wrenching animalistic cries as she realised she was losing what she held closest, and her sanity slipping with it, Aurora turning to him, a few specs of blood peppering the right side of her face, eyes wide before she spun and raced to Ignial's side, as Rya crumbled over him, screaming her human lungs out as blood pooled from the side of her skull, as she slowly realised that Ignial's life was quickly fading.

"I'll, be, fine."

He hadn't been, he'd died after those words.

Then Aurora almost dragging herself through the living room door, frame looking like it wanted to give up, her telling them, that Uri was gone, before she gave out and collapsed to the floor from exhaustion and how she was now holding the weight off all the water of the planet, and not only half. Sonic's agonised scream as he found out about his water locked twin sister's side of their bond, vanished from the contact of his own.

The battle of Agincourt, as Aurora's form plummeted towards the ground in front of them, limbs flailing and sheer terror displayed on her features as her wings fluttering and jarring uselessly around her, her scream of agony all but freezing the world in place.

Zeria, and her village, high within the mountains that no longer existed, all off them running for their lives as he stood frozen, the massive torrent of snow and ice crashing towards them, Zeria's pleas for him to do something as Aurora failed to hold back the sheer amount of something not her element, getting pulled under herself in the process, Rya trying her best to melt what she could, but only causing it to move faster towards them, all of his siblings worked to save the village. Zeria's clawed servos shaking his numb frame to try and get him to snap out of what was holding him in place.

But he, the one who could do something significant to save them, stood frozen in fear, trapped in memories like he was now.

The cascading wall of snow crashing over him, and her, he'd lost her that day, he should've held onto her, he could've saved her.

Zeria smiling up at him, completely unafraid of his towering form as she grapsed his left arm in her organic one, leading his beast form towards the village he called his second home, smiling as he rubbed his snout against her side, taking in her scent, one which belonged to a flower which he couldn't remember the name off, but even now he cherished it.

She was so sweet, loving, caring to her family, had a temper and warriors spirit, that when the two fought together, the army's they faced, were more afraid of her, then the towering Earth Governor.

The first time he met her, bright chocolate brown eyes, shining black hair, and a dress the same colour as his first friend from a time he dared not truly ever recall.

The night they sank Atlantis, it's people safe and stored within water and air tight rooms as he, Ignial and Aurora worked to lower the city out of harms way.

The moment Orpheas used the Energon harvester on Sonic, his panicked cries and Uri's bellows from her place trapped in the harbor, as her twins life blood was drained from him, Rya running forward, the barely out of hatchling hood femme ignoring Ignial's calls for her to get back and to safety, just as she head butted the orb out of the contraption used to hold it, saving Sonic at possibly the last moment.

The Predacons which they fought, Aurora leading the charge against a alpha three times her size, blue fire flaring from her mouth, tailing behind her in liquid ribbons as she leapt, and unleashed the torrent of fire which all but melted the beasts helm to a glowing white pool of metal on the ground, blue fire still lapping the air until finally dying out.

His optics snapping open for the first time, and a bellow leaving him like none other, but apparently Aurora had already been partially deafened by that point. Ignial honking and bellowing as he tried to run from Uri, the young Mosa somehow being able to chase the much larger herbivore Dino bot with her flippers leaving gouges in the ground.

Liara's shadow watching from a distance as she congratulated her niece, his own confusion as the blue Titan, only seven years old in her own kinds time scale, and yet so open to accepting him and the others into her tiny family, Harp perched on the Blue titans left shoulder, watching with a warm look in her pale blue optics.

He still remembered how Rya, right after coming to life again, barely out of the nest at that point, bit his tail, yet, he didn't even get annoyed. Not even tried to bite her.

Before his memories could go before his resurrection though, back to that harrowing time, his frame was suddenly slammed into a solid object, jarring him from his trance and causing his optics to snap back open, the lubricant he hadn't even realised had been falling partially obscuring his vision of Aurora as she stared at him, optics darting everywhere as if to check for physical injury as she pinned him to the wall.

But by her distraught look, he knew just as well as she did, that the wounds weren't physical.

Without hesitating, the two largest living members of their small family embraced, tails coiling as they simply found comfort in one another's embrace.

Rya watched on as her two older siblings embraced, she herself nudging Cliffjumper, silently telling him to give the two some privacy.

Razor and Aurora had always shared an odd bond, one few could pick up on unless it was moments like these, and she and Cliffjumper were just going to get in the way if they stayed.

Cliffjumper seemed to get the point, calling out to the metal which made up the bladed discus, the weapon quickly floating back into his grip as the two quickly left the corridor as the two older siblings pulled apart and began walking in silence in the other direction, likely back to Razor's room so that the mech could get some rest.

The two primarily red members of the group walked quietly down the corridor, their own destination unknown, but Rya knew she would have to explain what had just happened to Razor to him.

Cliffjumper actually decided that was the moment. "What, just happened?" He asked, turning his helm to regard the only slightly shorter yet far younger femme.

Rya's left optic swiveled to see him, but as always, she couldn't make him out. "Razor… oh ancients… he just went through a memory loop. You know… flashbacks, and by how he reacted… they were nasty." She breathed out, using hand movements to emphasis her point as her faceplates fell in that of despair.

Cliffjumper nodded, turning his helm downwards to stare at the marble tiles they were passing over. "So, my poor aim caused it?" He mumbled out, guilt reigning supreme through his frame, if Arcee knew what had happened, he had to wonder what she would think. Almost taking the helm off of a youngling mech…

Rya nodded, before grabbing his arm and jerking him down a different corridor. "Yes, and I think it's time you get some more info, you've been here for… SOUND!" She suddenly shouted.

At her shout she let go of him and bolted down the corridor. Cliffjumper starred after her for a moment before spotting the grey and purple Predacon which was shuffling awkwardly down the corridor the one he was on branched onto. There seemed to be some type of liquid trailing behind it from its maw, its sides convulsing and it's four thin double jointed legs shaking.

Rya was already at her side, nudging the Predacon with her own beast form whilst honking repeatedly. "RO! SOUND'S TWINS ARE MAKING THEIR DEBUT!" She screamed. "Cliff! Help me with her!" She screeched back down the hall as she practically rammed her side up against the slightly larger theropod Predacon to keep her upright.

He was sprinting a moment later, coming to a stop just in time for Rya to push him under the panting Predacons front so that he could help drag her.

A lot of questions where flying through his processor, but Rya's panicked yet somehow collected expression helped to ground him.

Aurora came thundering down the corridor towards them in her beast form, slamming her clawed pedes into the ground hard enough for her to come to a stop in front of them and thick gouges to be made in the floor from the force of her breaking, her long neck moving so that her head rested in front of Cliffjumper. " I got her." Her voice was stern yet sounded labored as she continued to cycle air into her… lungs? There was a look in her optics in that moment, one he couldn't place due to all the swirling emotions within, but it was all he needed to see.

He quickly moved out of the way as the Titan femme shifted into her bipedal form a proceeded to pick the smaller Predacon up, like an odd piggyback ride.

The Predacon groaned once at the movement, but Aurora was already sprinting down the corridor away from the two.

Cliffjumper went to ask Rya who that grey and purple Predacon was, only to find her running right after her blue sister. "Hey! Wait up!" He yelled, shifting into his own beast form so that he could charge after them.

Two minutes of running up multiple flights stairs and through corridors he couldn't remember even being in before, he arrived at a large room, the doors slamming shut in front of him just as he came to a stop.

Shaking his helm he turned to find Razor and Sonic laying/sitting on the floor in their beast forms, Sonic staring out the window and Razor switching his gaze between him, Sonic and the door, the mech seemingly having made a quick recovery from his recent incident.

"Err, who was that?" He asked, pointing to the door with a clawed digit.

The two exchanged a glance once Sonic looked away from the window, before Razor answered. "Aurora's best friend."

Cliffjumer shuttered his optics. "Okay… What's her designation, Rya yelled 'Sound' but that's all I got."

They exchanged another glance, before Sonic sighed through his beak. "You know her as the Decepticons Third In Comand, Soundwave."

The world all but came to a screeching halt around him as his starred at the two mechs, taking a shaking step back he felt his four-way forked tail curl to his side, twitching once every few seconds as he backpedaled slightly. "W-w-w-what?" He muttered, not able to produce anymore sounds as he stared at the two mechs in utter shock.

Sonic nodded, but Razor was the one to speak. "'Soundwave' Is her alias, her real designation is Sounada, the first ever Cybertronian to be reborn as a Predacon, Liara brought her back after she was offlined in a battle in the Kaonian gladiatorial arena, Liara was able to use all the darkness within the sparks of those in the area to generate a solid body, recreate Sound, all whilst simultaneously offlining the mech who'd killed Sounada, she'd only been in the first stage of her Youngling hood at the time. Even before Aurora hatched, Liara's been pulling the strings of fate into her favor."

He'd ask about the 'pulling the strings of fate' later. He currently had something more pressing to ask about. "Her!? She?! Please don't tell me that mechs a femme and that your just trying to yank my pede?!" He exclaimed, that would be way too much of a processor frag!

It was at that moment that the door opened, Rya stepping out as both of Emily and Aurora's voices followed her, whilst a distressed grunt could be heard every few seconds.

Rya stared at the red and silver mech for a few moments before walking over to him, gripping his lower arms armour, and beginning to drag the mech away from where he'd been standing and down a corridor. "Ro's tasked me with explanations, so move it." She barked out.

Cliffjumper nodded his helm, following right after her, not wanting to lose his arm to the femme.

Soundwave's room

Soundwave let off one final sigh as she collapsed onto her side, Aurora and Emily backing away from where they'd been bracing her sides to keep her upright.

For a few moments she just rested the side of her helm on the side of her nest, her vents labored before she shifted her helm slightly to look at Aurora, who bore a warm and bright smile, the question on the Predacons femme already known to the blue Titan. "You did it Sound, they're right here." She declared, neck twisting out of her view, she was left confused until Aurora used her snout to carefully push two oval shaped objects into her chassis, shifting her neck round, she found herself gazing at two eggs, her twins, one was a pale red in colour, and the other a pale purple, each one dotted with black and gold.

She felt lubricant well up under her optics as she tried to shift so she could rest her helm next to her newly laid hatchlings, seeing her intentions, the two adolescent Titan's pushed at her frame slowly with their plated muzzles, their combined strength easily shifting the smaller Predacon into a position where she could curl her neck around her own eggs, still a little wet from where they'd left her frame, her glossa flicked out and she began licking at the shells. Her little ones. Her precious little ones.

Aurora lent forward and rubbed her helm with the double agents. "No complications, quick dispersion, no damage to the eggs on exit, your mate would be so proud, you should be proud, very proud, just like we are." The blue Titan praised, gazing at the two eggs fondly.

Soundwave huffed in exhaustion again. "Starscreams all mine…" She rumbled.

Aurora nodded. "Yes, I'll make sure of it, he'll be all yours once this is all over. But for now, you're little ones will likely want your attention, in a month, they'll be coming out to meet you." She cooed, rubbing her helm and neck against the smaller predacon.

Soundwave weakly rubbed back, still exhausted from the labour which had begun within her own room on the Nemesis, thankfully, Ravage being the one she traveled through to arrive at the palace, she didn't have to fly to find a suitable link.

Aurora rose back up to her full height, turning her helm and neck to Emily. "Let's leave them, Sounds exhausted." She declared, turning and walking out of the room, Emily following quickly behind her, closing the door gently behind her with her tail.

Razor and Sonic rose at their exit. Aurora was the one to speak. "There were thankfully no complications, Sound's resting, return to your rooms, especially you Razor." She pressed, regarding the largest of the group.

Razor grumbled something under his vents before walking down one of the corridors, Sonic instead making his way through the open window and taking off, likely to tend to his clouds.

Aurora then turned to Emily, something within her deciding for her. "Em, Sounds hatchlings coming into the world will make it too dangerous for you to continue your practice, I advise you work on developing your necromancy whilst there isn't any hatchlings to worry about."

Emily gave her a surprised look before nodding. "Okay, but no promises on perfection." She mumbled.

Aurora felt her optics roll as she lifted her right front limb up and let it rest on her sisters shoulder. "Have faith sister, you're a Titan, it's in your very nature, you're very genetic make-up, necromancy is something all Titan's have, you'll get there eventually." She reassured.

Emily nodded. "Will do, now, you go get some rest yourself."

Aurora shook her helm. "Can't, there's another scheduled intervention, Rya and Cliffjumper are already heading there, I'm going to keep an optic on them and the proceedings… Then I'll rest." She added at her sisters irritated look.

Emily nodded before walking off.

Once she was out of sight, Aurora turned back to the door, and with some effort, quietly opened it, thankfully, no creek was heard.

Soundwave was in recharge, curled around her eggs, one wing draped over them and tail curled to create a rest for the two large eggs.

Aurora slowly closed the door again. "You'll be a great mother Sound. I'll do my best to be just as good a God mother." With that said, she began her own trek to the closest water source, beginning to ponder the benefits of creating a natural water spring close to Jasper which she could use and a place she could hide it so the humans wouldn't try and capitalise on it.

Jasper.

"You understand now?" Rya sighed, resting on a large gas tank tower, out of view of the humans as Cliffjumper flopped down in his beast form, wings spread across the ground with a defeated look on his features.

"Mostly… still got my helm spinning though. So, who's the sire?" He asked.

Rya tensed a bit. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

Cliffjumper lifted his helm off the dusty ground. "Try me. I just found out that the Decepticon TIC is not only a double agent, but also a fragging Predaconian femme! Honestly! What else could you throw at me?!"

"Fine then…It's Blaster, technically, but the hatchlings were from a different couple, they died eons ago, but Liara held onto their un-borns, and gave them to Sound so she could have little ones of her own."

Cliffjumper's lower jaw hug loose. "What?! But, Starscream offlined him half way through the war?! And how was that even possible?!" He exclaimed.

Rya huffed getting a bit irritated now. "It's not my tale to tell okay?! It's Sounds, and she doesn't like talking about her intended was offlined in front of her! She's in a worst boat then Arcee you know! At least she knows her intendeds online!" She growled at him, plates flaring as twin plumes of smoke plumed from her olfactory sensors, the spikes on the end of her tail beginning to heat up and turn from their normal black to a more grey/red colour. "Sound can only hope that we'll be able to find a piece of him..."

Cliffjumper wisely shut up at that.

Rya sighed, feeling her frame relax back to normal and the heat in her tail spikes moving back into her furnace. "Just forget it, we got a job to do." She grumbled, before her form was engulfed with flame.

Instead of the fire diminishing to reveal nothing but embers, they dispersed to reveal a Pagani Hyura, the crimson red paint decaled with black and gold flame design which flowed around the sides and up to the small spoiler, the hub caps where made up of sixteen thick metal spokes, the metal being decorated by a pitch black paintjob, with orange flecks which against the black paint, looked almost like they were glowing.

Clifjumper sat back onto his haunches in surprise. "I did not know you could do that." He stated, tilting his helm to the side in confusion.

In response the driver side door popped open.

Out stepped what looked like a seventeen year old human female, her hair a rich blonde which fell over her left eye and traveled down to just below the waist, it looked like a lions mane which had been only partially tamed, with a thick red band near the end of the mass holding it all together. The attire itself was surprising, a red leather jacket with black metal spikes, pale yellow undershirt, and black leggings with a pair of torn denim shorts over the leggings, it was all finished off with a pain of black combat boots which had patches of red fabric woven in.

He felt his jaw come lose on one hinge. "Rya?! I thought you were thirteen!" He stammered, not fully understanding how what he was seeing was.

The thirteen year old rolled her eyes, only one was visible though. "I can change my appearance dummy, I can look however old or young I want, Ro's having to do it a lot nowadays with the work she's doing."

"Work? You mean where she keeps vanishing off to?" Cliffjumper asked, his jaw finally back in place.

Rya nodded. "Yep, she accepted an old friend of hers proposition, she's now the head adviser of the British Royal family… again. So, she's having to alter her appearance so no one can figure out who she is." She stated with a shrug. "Now, you're turn, transform into something, just make sure it isn't your old altmode, we do not need suspicions to be raised any higher at the moment." She stated firmly.

Cliffjumper nodded, going over his now working link to the internet, looking for something suitable whilst also looking into Aurora's new 'job'.

'Rosaline Tinuma? Huh, good alias, wow, she really isn't recognisable…' He thought, having come across a picture of her, there were actually quite a lot of her, apparently her job received a lot of media attention…

Once his musings were done, he focused on possible forms to take, finding one he began the shifting process, he'd already been taught to do it by Rya, manipulating ones own form to shape it into something, she'd only taught him weapons though, she hadn't mentioned full frame transformations into vehicles, but, he didn't really mind anymore, he was used to this group keeping secrets, it seemed like secrecy was part of their core coding, and something they couldn't fight.

Rya let off an low whistle once all four tires were on the tarmac, to him, it felt blissful to have rubber and tarmac beneath him again, he'd truly missed being able to just cruise. His choice of alt mode? A Mustang Shellby.

"Like?" He enquired revving his engine a few times to emphasise his point.

Rya snorted. "It's not bad, just, change the colours would yah? Blue with white would be less conspicuous… and less likely to catch any of the 'Bots attention. Don't worry, it ain't permanent." She reassured with a wave of her servo.

He felt more than saw his outer layer shift in colour, this was going to take a while to get used to, like everything to do with this group apparently.

Rya nodded after a few moments of examination, her human form slipping back into her vehicle form, a flash of her headlights and she was rolling out of the small area they'd found, the sun having long since set, leaving them in the light of streetlights and their own high-beams.

Cliffjumper let Rya roll in front of him, yes this was in essence, his home town, but if she wasn't leading, and he wasn't following, he could just feel him ending up at the Outpost, so, so close was his intended, milling around within the hidden base.

He also had no idea where the race was, Rya did, somehow, Sonic and Razor had mentioned Soundwave having psychic abilities or something like that, maybe that meant she knew what was planned to happen and relayed the info to them? Possible, he'd ask later.

The roar of an engine to his left jolted him out of his musings, and Rya's voice came through his radio. "Shield your furnace Cliff! Knockout's about to get here!" She snapped at him.

He quickly did as instructed, it had been one of the first things Aurora had taught him in their lessons on how to control his own biology, how to sheild the heat source which acted like a mini sun from prying optics.

They slowly pulled up at the back of the line up, a young man walked up to Rya's form.

Rya's human form frowned as she regarded the man, he was the first to speak. "Never seen you around babe." He purred.

Her senses easily picked up the alcohol on his breath, causing her features to wrinkle up in unbidden disgust. "I'm just here for the night, along with my uncle, he's in the Shelby next to me." She responded, gesturing with a flick of her head to where Cliffjumper idled next to her.

The mans eyebrow raised. "You actually convinced him to join? Girl, you got mah respect."

Rya shrugged. "We're both racers at heart, he actually got me into it, I used to ride shotgun, but now, I got this baby." She stated, pating the dashboard of the other part of her form.

The man nodded, starring at her form appreciatively. "Sweet rims, flame custom paint job?" He asked.

Rya hid her shiver. "Hand painted by yours truly, my other late uncle was a painter, he taught me everything I know." She stated.

"Hey… How about, after the race, come have a ride with me?"

Oh she wanted to punch him.

But a fist colliding with the side of the mans face beat her to it.

The man was knocked to the floor, and it looked like a few teeth had been knocked out in the process, turning her head her right eye caught Cliffjumper, apparently having created his own human form, standing tall over the man, a look of sheer murder on his features.

"Stay off my niece you fragging piece of scrap." He growled, reaching down and picking the man up by the front of his shirt, the Predacon in human form growled as the man whimpered, nodding multiple times as a thin trail of blood dribbled from the side of his mouth.

"Uncle Chris!" Rya called, the alias name being the first to come to her mind.

Cliffjumper's growling cut off, and it seemed to be that he came back to his sense, as he dropped the man none to gently onto his ass. "Don't let me catch you flirting with my niece again." He warned, a growl coming from his chest to prove his point. Turning to Rya fully she could see the form he'd taken.

He looked like a genuine Texas modern day cowboy with that hat on, features chiseled and defined just as much as the rest of his well built body, his hair was the same bright red as his armour normally was, and was cut so that there was slight spiked bangs in front of hie eyes, but not enough to obscure them, he was wearing a red and silver tartan shirt with dark grey baggy trousers which fell over the black steel-capped boots on his feet, his hands where wrapped in finger-less gloves and it was all finished off by a grey cowboy hat, detailed with red stitching.

She waited for the man to run off with his tail between his legs before she said anything. "Nice attire. Now back in your car, the race is about to start, we need to take all the other drivers out, that's are job, prevent Knockout from causing any injuries, spin them out, nothing more." She stated firmly, Cliffjumper nodded, making his way back over to the driver seat, out of body experience didn't even compare to feeling himself slide back into his own body, it was just, starnge.

One he was back in position and strapped in, he felt everything which had happened today catch up with him.

He'd nearly decapitated Razor, causing the massive mech to go into a memory loop, witnessed the first stage of a Predacon in labor, found out that that Predacon was the ever elusive Soundwave who apparently was about as loyal to the Decepticon cause as Optimus was, was a fragging femme, and her intended had been Blaster!

He still remembered the music loving mech, how he was so fun just to talk to. And his hatred towards Soundwave which he often displayed when fighting the me… femme.

Things began to click in place though… if Blaster and Soundwave were intendeds, and one was a double agent, their relationship would of had to of been in secret, and what better way than to mask in under hatred.

He still remembered the Battle of Polyhex where he'd been executed.

If memory served, Soundwave had all but beaten the scrap out of Starscream, at the time he and everyone else believed it was because Starscream had taken his rival from him, her, but now, he realised it was for something.

She'd just witnessed the mech she loved murdered.

Yet she'd held up her character, not a single sound, not that he'd heard her say anything earlier today outside of a few grunts.

But if Arcee's reaction to him being brought back to life with Dark Energon, and again with whatever strange thing Aurora did to him… he could only imagine what she'd felt.

…Wait, counting the dark energon, he'd been brought back twice! Razor said clealry it could only be done once.

Before he could continue his trail of thought, Rya's engine out right roared, the volume causing a few spectators to jolt back.

His attention focused back on the starting line, just as the flag went down.

His own engine roared, causing a similar reaction from the crowd as all the cars shot across the starting line.

And that's when he spotted Bumblebee.

"Bee?!" He exclaimed, leaning forwards whilst the other part of his frame roared on, Rya shot ahead of him a moment later, cutting in front of him and blocking his view of the scout, right, he had to focus.

He watched as Rya suddenly swerved to the right, fishtailing at a speed which would tear apart a normal human vehicle, and knocked two of the contestants off the road and into spins in showers of sparks and adrenaline fueled curses.

Looks like the intervention was already underway.

He turned his attention on a sleek Porsche which was trying to overtake him, and idea poping into his processor as his eyes began to glow, the lights on his dashboard doing the same as he had some fun with the Porche's axle.

The expensive car almost instantly swerved, tires jarring and sending the car skidding along the tarmac, before swerving off with his influence and coming to a stop just off the road.

Good luck explaining to their mechanic why the main axle had morphed into a pretzel knot, and brakes pressed so deep into the wheels they've become part of the wheel itself.

He felt an odd sense of satisfaction grow in the pit of whatever existed within him as he and Rya worked to clear the road, leaving only three cars left, Bumblebee, Knockout and one other, a black and gold hot rod with orange flame decals.

Rya shot ahead again, making it clear to him that the last car was all hers, however, just as she was about to take him out, he swerved out of her path. Going after Bumblebee, who had in turn branched off once Knockout started shooting.

He could almost feel the irritation radiate across her form, before her form slowed down and turned off.

He quickly followed, only to watch as her form was engulfed again, the flames fading away to reveal nothing more than fire red lizard, the tiny creature hissed at him, and he assumed she wanted him to do the same.

Once he rolled to a stop, he allowed his armour to reshape, taking on an organic makeup as he too shifted into a small lizard.

"Now what?" He asked.

"You didn't have to shift into a lizard you know." Ray shot at him in response.

"Ouch, harsh. Just trying to follow your lead." He answered back.

"Did you seriously not hear Aurora's call? We had to let that human get caught for some bloody reason." She huffed, a small trail of smoke flowing out of her now wide mouth.

Cliffjumper thought back for a few moments, realsing that he had heard her, it had been a low rumble, matching the frequency of his engine, but something within him had started tugging at him, he just didn't realise it until then.

"That tugging feeling?" He enquired.

Rya rolled her slit eyes. "Of course, she's the Alpha of her group, it would appear your frame's accepted that, but not your processor, oh boy." She grumbled before turning and scittering away.

"Hey! Wait up Rya!" He shouted.

"Then pick up the pace uncle!"

Her call actually made him stumble, as Rya herself skidded to a halt, after a moment they regarded one another.

Rya shuffled her front legs a bit, claws picking up small pieces of dirt on the ground. "You'll never replace Ignial, you'll never replace my daddy… but… if it's ok… with you…" She whimpered.

Cliffjumper slowly stepped forwards. "Human, or bipedal, you're choice."

"Human here, bipedal back home." Home, now that the word flowed into his helm, the palace came to his mind first, not the Outpost, this group, was his new home.

He shifted into his human form right with her, only this time, she looked just like a thirteen year old.

He didn't even hesitate to bring her into a tight and caring hug.

Out of everyone at the palace, Rya had somehow rooted herself into his spar… furnace… he was still getting used to his new anatomy.

Slowly her arms wrapped around what she could reach of his torso as she buried her face into his front, her form shaking slightly.

"Oh kiddo, come on." He mumbled as he felt drops of liquid on his front.

Rya shook her head. "I miss him. S-s-s-s-so b-b-b-bad… I w-w-w-w-ant my d-d-d-d-daddy back." She whimpered, voice shaking.

He unwrapped one arm from her, instead using it to run his fingers through her long blonde hair. "Hey, hey, I know I never met the mech, but I can see how much he meant to you." He let go and knelt down slightly so their eyes where level. "I doubt I'd ever be half the mech he was to you, but, I'd be honored if you kept calling me uncle." His smile grew wide as Rya sniffled, rubbing her eyes with the back of her fists, reaching up he brushed the bangs which hid her left eye from view, in her human form, it was glossy and white, not the shinning blue it was in her bipedal, in this form her blindness was much more out in the open. "I know losing him hurt, and I know what losing ones sire feels like, mine was shot out of existence by a Con firing squad when they raided the neutral ship my creators were on, neither made it out online." He turned his gaze to the dry earth for a moment before turning back to Rya and giving her a warm smile, which she returned. "But, even now, I know for certain, that even though they're gone, and I know it's been said in more human movies then honestly be counted, they still live on within us, and I know for a fact, that Ignial lives on in you, and he would want you to move on, and cherish every moment of you life."

Rya's gaze turned even sadder. "He gave his life to save mine…"

He shook his head, rising back up and with slight effort, picked her up from under her shoulders, causing a startled honk to leave her. He didn't comment though, instead he said. "Come on, how about you give me a tour of that big aft city you lot are hiding?"

Rya giggled. "Which one? There's nineteen of them."

He felt his jaw fall loose a bit. "Okay… the one you took me too first okay? And no running at break neck speeds okay?" He asked.

Rya nodded. "Qylata it is then. And thanks, uncle Cliff."

He pretty much crushed her into a hug at that.

"Uncle Cliff! I can't breathe!" She gasped out.

He let go after chuckled as he ruffled her hair up. "You'll live, now then, how about finding something we can use to get over to the city? I want a closer look than what I got last time, Aurora is a horrendous tour guide." He joked.

Rya full out laughed. "Oh you have no idea! Come on, I have some stories to tell now you've brought that up!"

He smiled as they began walking through the dry and arid land, away from where the Outpost stood, his home was with this strange lot now, one day though, the old and the new would hopefully come together.

Otherwise Arcee would have his aft.

Shaking his head, he focused on the Dracorex in disguise walking next to him, his niece, what a thought.

And another thought popped into his helm. "Race yah to the other side of Jaspar!" He shouted, bolting forwards and allowing his human form to alter back into the Shellby, he actually really liked this form.

"Hey! No fair! Wait up yah ass!" She shouted, shifting into her own Pagani form and racing after him, quickly eating up his lead.

Aurora watched all of this, a warm smile on her features. "Look's like Cliff's getting the hang of this… And little sis, I'm proud of you."

She turned to look at where the Outpost was, watching her sire and his team roll through the main entrance of the hidden base.

He had no idea she stood so close.

The essence of her furnace flared, clenching and causing her to grunt in discomfort from under her cloak.

She had to wait, no matter how much she wanted to see him, tell her she was there, tell him that she missed him.

An idea hit her then, as she allowed herself to shift into her element, the large mass of sentient water hovered there for a moment then shot towards the base.

She slipped though just as the door slid shut, and she quickly pressed herself into the wall, spreading her form so thin across the wall, the form she was all but invisible as she glided across the rough surface and into the main hanger, she didn't look for him, she knew he was there, but she had to focus, she couldn't screw this up.

She arrived at his room after only a few moments, easily sliding through the gap between floor and door.

Once she was within, she checked for cameras, surprised when there weren't any. Perfect.

Shifting back into her cloaked form, she leapt up onto his desk.

She quickly found a data pad, shifting into her bipedal state after listening to check if the coast was clear.

Activating it, she found the alert function, and typed a short message onto it, pressing her digit to the side port of it she uploaded an untraceable code which made it so that the alert was no longer displayed when searched for, it would only pop up, when it was to pop up, a little trick courtoursey of Soundwave.

Pede steps then reached her audios, in less then a second she'd shifted into the form of a tiny mouse, the cloak morphing into a medium sized ribbon around her neck. She leapt off the desk, landing safely and scampering over to the door just as it opened.

She bolted out, she heard her sire give out a slight noise of surprise as she bolted between his pedes.

She stopped for a moment to look at him one she reached the end of the corridor, feeling her whiskers twitch once, twice.

He kept staring at her.

She winked, turned and bolted, feeling her furnace clench even tighter than ever before, it was seriously punishing her right now, causing her to stumble at one point, but by some miracle, she stayed upright.

Optimus watched as the mouse disapeared around the corner, had it really just winked at him?

Shaking his helm, he turned to walk into his room, finding one of his data pads were turned on.

Picking it up he saw a message from Agent Fowler, likely what had turned the device on.

With a slight groan he sat down at his desk and looked over the message, it was in equivalent a mountain of paper work.

He truly hated paper work.

But it had to be done.

For the next two hours he worked, the clock hitting two in the morning some time later.

When the alert suddenly popped up, with a soft wordless song playing, the Prime almost leapt clear from his seat due to his reflexes, confused he opened the alert, not remembering ever setting one.

"Get some rest Opi, you of all mechs need your rest, wish I could say this in person, to your faceplates, whilst crushing the life out of you in a hug, but for now, recharge well, love . Miss you daddy."

He felt his spark all but freeze up as he continued to re-read the message.

"A-Aurora… you were here…" He vented out.

The memory of the mouse popped back up in his processor, it had been wearing a ribbon around it's pale grey fur, it had been made of multiple shades of blue…

With a sad smile he rose from his place at his desk, altering the alert so that it would act on repeat. She's been right in front of him, winked at him even, and then disapeared. And he didn't even know it was her, the little minx.

After placing the data pad back on his desk, he moved to lay on his berth, before staring up at the ceiling, he'd add a hidden camera, just in case.

He'd do it in the morning, he decided as he eased himself down onto his berth, after a few minutes, he drifted off into a content recharge.

She was still online, and still loved him, just like Alpha Trion said she would, so, for now, he was content.

And done! Like I said, lots happened, hope everyone understood? Sorry about the slow updates, exams are bearing down on me like no tomorrow. Well, until the next update!

Moon