I woke up with a bright light in my face. Alisha's head darkened the sun's rays. She wrapped her arms around my neck tightly but before I could move to hug her she was ripped from me. I stood in a vain attempt to follow her but guns were suddenly pointed at me. I raised my arms in surrender.

Scourge stood over everything. He threw my sister to Unicron. I was afraid he wouldn't catch her. "I told you she was okay." He said carefully to his master.

"Don't try that again. When I say I need someone alive I expect you to bring them to me in peak condition." He scolded.

"She was half broken when I found her." Scourge complained but he tried to keep it quiet.

I met Alisha's eyes. It told me everything I needed to know. They were all in danger. None of the others were even supposed to be alive but luck kept them alive and soon I would share the same luck as them.

"What of the final one?"

Scourge shrugged. "It's like he disappeared."

"With Primus," I muttered as coherently as I could. Everyone stared at me and Unicron dropped Alisha. With that height I could hear the cry she let out with a broken or sprained ankle. "He's with Primus. That's why you can't find him."

"Switching sides, are we?" Unicron was all too happy at the thought. Happy was the wrong word. He was darkly pleased. "I would have expected it from The Fallen successor…" He dared not say the last words but they hung silently in the air to never be spoken. No way would Alpha Trion have switched sides. After a moment of studying me he must have come to the realization but he never showed it if he did.

"I don't know nor do I care where he is. We split up a while ago and I haven't seen them since. And I must add I thank whatever god is out there for that."

"Some help you are," Scourge snorted.

He was ignored. "Then you'd better figure it out. In the meantime write in that little book of yours or they'll start dying one by one." He pointed at the book which lay by my feet. Unicron turned his back to walk away but my voice caught him.

"You're going to kill us all anyway! You might as well start with me."

"You heard her, boys. Don't kill her but enough to mortally wound her," Scourge ordered. I was shot in the back under the ribcage and another shot was fired at my knee. Alisha's cries was drowned out by the shots and I became parallel to the earth. My hands were shot, one grazed my arm, and just as quickly as it started the firing stopped and the mini robots parted enough to allow Alisha passage through. Unicron never looked back but I imagined he took great pleasure in watching me suffer.

"Make sure she lives," he threatened.

I saw tears in Alisha's eyes. "Why? What does he even want with her?" Alisha demanded.

I grabbed her hand. "Don't…worry…about it." I breathed out the words. I smeared the blood on her hand but she didn't seem to mind or care or even take notice.

"I am going to worry about it!"

"Don't. It'll be okay…Unicron will kill us all even if he doesn't get what he needs. He's just buying time." It was apparent to everyone. Either I was going to write his future or he would regain his full strength and we would all die. I grabbed her ear and painfully forced her down so I could whisper in her ear, so nobody would hear, because if they heard they would kill her or take her away. "Just cover the wounds enough. Don't tend to them like you normally would. Prime will find us." The truth was that I didn't really know but I was going to die by infection first before I ever wrote anything for anybody.

Alisha did what I asked her to do.

"How's Drift?" She asked.

"He's beating himself up." She helped me sit up but I had to lean against her. The bleeding stopped soon after but there was still a burning in my hands and legs and back. "How are you doing?"

Alisha wouldn't look at me but she didn't have to tell me how she felt. She was scared. I squeezed her hand. It was nice to see her again but I wish I could've seen her for summer vacation instead of this situation.

I watched the horizon for any signs of Prime and the others but as midday approached Unicron took the Covenant and moved and so did everyone else. I had to be carried by several different people. I thought for sure they would leave me behind or kill me.

We stopped at the base of the mountains that often had snow at its peak except for in summer. Unicron threw the Covenant at my feet. I picked it up and felt its weight under my hand. The red leather was rough with wear.

I looked up at the horizon behind all of the alien robots, looking for a familiar looking alien but nobody appeared. I had to keep hoping that someone was coming soon. But I saw nothing even as the sun went down.

I saw the sun come back up moments later. This was a daydream, I knew. As the sun came back up I saw Primus and Unicron wrestling. They knew the game well, once one hit the ground they were dead.

They disappeared soon and the image was replaced with Bee. I moved on my own and I ran toward Bee. My knee never burned either. Nothing hurt anymore. Bee scooped me up in his hands and made a small, worried sound and he kept looking at my right hand. Why? I looked at where it was, or at least where it should have been. I had no right hand. What idiotic thing did I do to lose it?

I blinked away the vision and looked down at the Covenant. I scribbled down everything from the sun to my lost hand.

"Oh my…"

"Shh!" I shushed Alisha and stood slowly, ignoring the pain that covered my body as I threw the Covenant at Unicron.

"Elsa," Alisha scolded in a whisper.

"I'm not writing anything down for you!" I proclaimed.

Unicron was tired of fighting. I knew he would try anything. With a wave of his hand one of the mini robots approached Alisha with a type of alien sword. She was too afraid to move. The robot brought it down.

I pushed Alisha aside, using my right hand to not so effectively block the attack. The sword went straight through. The pain made me scream.

"You idiot!" Alisha stood and grabbed my arm.

Unicron laughed viciously. "What good did that do you?" He mocked.

"I can't write with my left hand." I whispered to Alisha. "I can't write now." But with the loss of blood my knees gave in. Alisha's call sounded far away.

I opened my eyes and I saw a flurry of metal clashing and scraping against each other. The noise that should've been thundering I couldn't hear at all. Somehow Alisha's voice was louder than anything else.

"She needs a hospital! She's lost a lot of blood. Who the hell are you?"

I moved my head and I saw Ky and I felt his oddly hot hands moving me. I closed my eyes again.

When I opened them the three of us were being carried by Drift. I recognized the inside but just barely.

"No, stay with me! Stay with me you…" I couldn't hear what he called me but I imagined it was an insult to keep me awake. His voice was drowned out by an old and wise voice that warmed my heart.

Let yourself go, it said.

My eyes closed and opened again. It always felt like I was blinking.

Now I was staring at moving ceiling and on either side of me were doctors. I could see their lips moving.

Let yourself be taken away. Trust me this time.

I closed my eyes before I could figure out what they were saying.

I knew it was a dream because I didn't open my eyes. I was simply transported into a magical world where the sun and the moon met side by side in a perfect balance of light. I could see the stars but the sky was a bright blue and the clouds were a mixture of purple and white.

"I am glad to see you again, Elsa."

I turned quickly. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe who I was hearing. Trion stood in a proud posture but his wisdom and his age made him seem less prideful than what his posture would lead some to believe. He always reminded me of someone I loved but I could never figure out who he reminded me of.

"Trion!" I screamed and ran to him. When I hugged his leg I could feel him! I could feel the cold skin of the metal he was made from and for only a moment I forgot I was in a dream. Trion is dead. And in this world I have two hands.

It made me frown as I watched my hand disappear into dust.

The next thing I knew I was on his shoulder. Magically transported by the power of my mind and the magical meadow that we were once in was now an abandoned city. Trion walked through while I told him of everything that's happened. He listened intently and never once said a word until I was finished.

"You aren't really here, huh? You're just a dream."

Trion took me from his shoulder, knelt to the ground and put his hand on the floor of the city. We looked into each other's eyes. His was old and wise and blue and mine was youthful and wise and I think green.

"I will always be with you, Elsa Fisher. Even when you cannot feel my presence I am with you. I am in the books in the Hall of Records and I am in the Quill you hold so dear and I am in your heart."

The tears that came out were ice chips. I knew who he was to me now. I stepped from his hand but before I allowed him to stand I hugged his finger tightly. "I miss you, grandpa."