A/N: Hay peoples sorry for not updating this story in over a year hope this chapter makes up for it.
Prowl sat watching the news about a new group of called the Decepticons that had started a riot in the streets of a couple cities as Jazz was in the kitchen purring food into his Slate's bow (spilling some as he went). Jazz had just got his youngling frame two days ago and was still getting use to it (and kept insisting on doing things on his own). Prowl turned off the TV and then looked over to Jazz as he put the cat food back in the cupboard on the ground level. Jazz sensing that he was being watched looked over at his adoptive sire with a courses look as Prowl just smiled at the youngling.
"What," Jazz asked as he walked over to Prowl.
"Nothing," Prowl replied as he picked Jazz up."You ready to go see uncle Blue?"
"Ya," Jazz replied as he held on to Prowl. "By kitty," he said waving to the cat.
Prowl was about half way to Bluestreak's new appartement that was closer to the city when he saw a mech that had a semi large group of mechs and femmes. The closer he got to the crowd the better he could here the mech speaking of how the Decepticons were going to over the high consol. Prowl tried to stay away from the group but was stopped by the mech.
"And here is one of there drowns to put us down just because we speak the truth," the mech said as he stomped up to Prowl and the crowd fallowed.
"What are you talking about," Prowl asked as he held Jazz closely to his frame just in case the crowd got violent.
"You know what I mean Enforcer," the mech snapped as he got in to Prowl's face. "You and the rest of them keep putting everyone down just so you can keep your income high."
"I truly have know idea what your talking about and frankly I don't care," Prowl replied as he tried to leve but was blocked by the mob of bots. "Now if you don't I must go see my brother."
"Oh really now and who's sparkling did you take you son of a glitch," the mech yelled at him and Jazz tried to get as close to his adoptive creator.
Prowl stood there for a moment before he replied, "I didn't take him from anyone, His creators were killed by a home invasion. I adopted him because they were my friends and they had made me his legal garden."
The mech glared at him before grabbing for Jazz. Prowl tried to keep Jazz from the mech but the other bots there started to pull Prowl in different directions forcing him to let go of Jazz. The next thing he knew was that the mob of people had stated to beat him to the ground as Jazz was screaming. Prowl had curled up into a ball to protect himself but could heare Jazz screams get quieter as the mech walked away from the group. He hatted that he had left his gun at home when he could have used it in a moment like this. Prowl couldn't hear Jazz screaming anymore and started to worry that the mech did something to him and then heard some gun shots. The crowd started to scatter in all directions but some of the bots pulled out there own weapons. Prowl looked up to see a line of Enforcers shotting tranquilizers at the bots. Half of them started to flee when some of the others fell to the ground. The whole time Prowl didn't move but he looked around for Jazz. After a moment Prowl spotted the mech that had took Jazz from him laying on the ground out cold but no sign of the youngling.
"Prowl," Smokescreen yelled out as he broke formation and ran over to his brother aid.
"I can't find Jazz," Prowl replied as he sat up.
"We'll find him," Smokescreen said as he let the rest of the Enforcers of the missing youngling. "But right now we need to get you to a med bay," Prowl was lifted to his feet by Smokescreen and another Enforcer.
After Prowl was taken to a med bay Smokescreen when back to help look for Jazz with the other Enforcers. It had been about three hours when they were about to call it a night when an upside down trash can started to move down the road at a slow pace. Smokescreen walked over to the trash can he picked it up to see Jazz hiding under it. The youngling started to giggle at his uncle until he fell to the ground onto his aft.
"There you are Jazz," Smokescreen said as he picked him up and saw a small gash on his side. "Oh no."
A week later Prowl was released from the med bay (Bluestreak getting him) and when how to find Smokescreen and Jazz watching TV. Jazz himself had been released four days before and had been given antibiotics to take twice a day.
"Hay you two," Smokescreen said as he looked over the back of the couch as Jazz ran over to Prowl.
"Prowler," Jazz said as Prowl picked him up off the ground.
"Hay Smokescreen," Prowl replied as he walked over to a chair off to the side of the couch. "Has Jazz been good?"
"For the most part," Smokescreen replied which made Prowl look down at Jazz. "He wouldn't take the antibiotics but I told him he could have a goody if he took them."
"It's tastes icky," Jazz replied in his own defence as he looked at Prowl.
"I know," Prowl replied as he started to tickle Jazz.
"Prowl I think that you should move closer to the city," Bluestreak said as he sat down next to Smokescreen.
"Why would I do that," Prowl asked as he looked at his brothers.
"Well the riots keep getting worse and were both worried about your's and Jazz's safety," Smokescreen replied.
"I can take care of myself and Jazz," Prowl replied.
"Oh really look at what happened when you and him when out for just to go visit Blue," Smokescreen snapped.
"That has nothing to do..."
"Oh ya you want to bet! You were nearly beaten to death and Jazz was almost kidnapped," Smokescreen yelled as he stood up. The room fell silent as Jazz tried to pull in closer to to Prowl.
"So you think it would be safer if we lived in a large city with a lot of mechs and femmes there who seem to LIKE the Decepticons and are going for them. Plus the fact that they want to take down anyone that they think is working for the High council," Prowl replied in a calm tone. "I think we will be safer here with ower nabbers."
"Fine then don't lesion to to logic," Smokescreen snapped as he started to leave, "Come on Blue."
"By Prowl," Bluestreak said as he fallowed his older brother out.
A few weeks later Prowl was on duty and had left Jazz at home with a sitter when the cons decided to a full out revolt. Cities were in in havoc and Prowl have been on the streets trying to protect those who couldn't protect themselves. After a few hours Prowl got a call from the sitter saying that some cons were trying to brake into the house. At the time he had just got back to the station with a group of femmes, sparklings, and younglings. He ran home as fast as he could but it took him twenty minuets. When he got there the house was a reck and there was no sign of life. He stepped into the house to see the babysitter laying dead in the living room floor. Prowl looked away from the mangled body to look for Jazz.
"Jazz where are you," Prowl yelled out into the empty house. He was about to give up after a half hour when a he realized he hadn't looked in his room. "Jazz are you in here," Prowl said into the destroyed room. He was about to leave when he heard a small knocking noise under his bed. "Jazz," he looked under the bed to see a small hatch. Prowl know that hatch was to store his weapons so Jazz couldn't hurt himself. Prowl knocked on the hatch to see if there was a reply. After a moment there was a knock back and Prowl punched the code into the keypad to open it when a sharp pain hit him in the side.
"Thanks for opening the hatch," a mech said as he reached down into the small open space under the bed. He pulled out a few weapons and then left the room.
Prowl quickly crawled over to the opening in the floor to look inside. Looking straight down it would look small but feeling around the rim of the box you could tell there was more then meets the eye. He felt around he grabbed ahold of a small ped. Prowl started to pull on the foot but to only get bit.
"Ow frag it Jazz," Prowl snapped as he pulled his hand out without letting go of Jazz's foot. "Now how did you get in there," he asked as he held Jazz upsidedown as the youngling giggled.
"Prowler," Jazz said as Prowl layed him down on the the floor next to him. "Prowler I'm scared."
"Jazz we'll be just fine I promise," Prowl replied as he took the last of his weapons out of the hiding hole and got up. "Jazz I want you to go get everything from your room that you want and put it into this subspace while I get as much energon as I can OK," Prowl asked as he headed out of the room with Jazz on his tail. After a few minuets Prowl when into Jazz's room to get him when he walked over to where all of the family pictures. With a heave sigh he picked them all up and put them into his subspace.
"Prowler," Jazz said as he wanted to be picked up.
"Come on Jazz lets go to Blue's," Prowl said as he picked up the youngling and held him closely. "What ever you do don't look away from me unless I tell you to OK," Prowl said as he started to leave when Jazz nodded at him. Prowl knew he wouldn't be able to protect Jazz from the violence forever but it didn't mean he wouldn't try. The trip to Bluestreak's was long and hard do to the rioting forcing Prowl to take all of the back routs he knew but ever that was deadly for the them. When they got there the windows were bordered up. Prowl walked up to the door and knocked on it three times and then looked around to see if anyone had fallowed him there.
"Prowl," Bluestreak screaked at his older brother.
"Hello Bluestreak," Prowl said as he was pulled into the house and hugged tightly.
"Can't breath," Jazz said as he was stuck in between the two mechs.
"Oh sorry Jazz," Bluestreak said as he took the youngling from his brother. "I thought I wouldn't ever see the two of you again."
"And why is that," Prowl asked as Jazz was put on the ground and the door was looked tightly.
"Well I heard that all of the remanning Enforcers were executed and there family's," Bluestreak replied. "Plus I heard that the Decepticons were taking femmes, sparklings, and younglings to the smelting pits."
Prowl looked horrified at what his brother was telling him. "Hey have you seen Smokescreen," he asked as both looked over to where Jazz had wondered off to.
"Ya but he said he was going to look to see if he could find any of the femmes, sparklings or younglings were still here that he could help and bring back to the house."
"How long ago did he leve," Prowl asked as the two of them when to sit down on the couch.
"About an hour ago."
"So what do we do when he gets back," Prowl asked not really expecting an answer.
"I think if we get to the wall of Iacon we can get into the actual city and be safe there," Bluestreak replied as Jazz pulled out one of his favorite toys to play with.
"That sounds logical but it would be hard to get there with all that's happing," Prowl replied. "Plus with Jazz it makes it almost impossible to get there with out being seen. On the why here we had a few close calls but I wouldn't let him look anywhere but at me."
"Wow that had to be hard to do," Bluestreak said as there was a knock at the door. "That should be Smokey." Bluestreak and Prowl when to the door both pulling out a gun just for safety reasons. Bluestreak opened the door slightly to peek out and saw his brother looking the other way like Prowl did when he first got there. "Smokey!"
"Hay Blue," he said as he quickly went throw the door and had it closed right after. "Hay Prowl I didn't think I would see you any time soon," Smokescreen said as he hugged his brother.
"Ya well you know," Prowl said as Jazz walked over to the trio.
"We should get a move on," Smokescreen said after a moment of silence.
"Hay did you find anyone," Bluestreak asked as Prowl picked Jazz up and heald him close. Smokescreen gave his younger bother a look saying 'I don't want to talk about it' so the topic was dropped.
"Lets go," Prowl said. "Jazz I want you to the same thing I told you when we first headed out to get here OK?"
"OK Prowler," Jazz replied as he put his toy back into the subspace Prowl gave him.
"To the Wall," Bluestreak asked.
"To the wall," Smokescreen replied as the three of them left the some what safety of the house.
Three hours later
The riots had gotten worse and Bluestreak was so worried of being caught in the crosshairs of people fighting he wouldn't stop talking ( which in turn almost got them caught about twelve times). Smokescreen was leading the trio as Prowl came in second as he held Jazz tightly and Bluestreak bringing up the rear as they went. It was almost night fall and they were still about a good hour away without the rioting but with it would take to long and there systems needed rest.
"Alright Blue just shut up," Smokescreen snapped as the three of them sat down in an abandon building. "We should be safe for the time being."
"Are you sure Smokey I think we should find a better place to hid and," Bluestreak was cut off of his rambling when both Prowl and Smokescreen looked at him with tiered optics. "I'll be quiet now."
"Hay when did Jazz fall asleep," Smokescreen asked as he looked over a Prowl.
"About an hour and a half ago," Prowl replied as he gave the youngling to Smokescreen so he could stretch his arms. "We should take shifts for look out while the rest of us sleep."
"Sounds good I'll take first shift," Smokescreen replied.
In the morning the three of them headed out to the wall of Iacon. When they got to the wall there was a line of armed solders blocking the gates into the city. There was a lot of civilians trying to get into the gates but only a few of them were getting in. Prowl was who was being let in and his spark started to sink.
"Oh no," Smokescreen whispered to himself as he also saw what was happing.
"What," Bluestreak asked not really getting it.
"There only letting in femmes, sparklings, and younglings," Prowl replied as he held Jazz closely to him.
"There not going to let us in but they might let Jazz in if someone is willing to take him in with them," Smokescreen said as they walked closer to the gates. "There," Smokescreen pointed to on of the solders letting in the people next to him was another solder keeping a small group of younglings and sparklings inside the gate as there sires left them there to go fight for there homes.
"I'm sorry sir but I can't let you past this gate," the solder said as the trio walked up to him.
"We know but we were wondering if the youngling was aloud in," Prowl replied as he showed Jazz to the mech.
"I see," the mech replied as he looked at Jazz with a calm smile and the youngling tried to hide by turning his face into Prowl's chest. "I will let the sparkling go in but the rest of you must stay out."
"Alright," Prowl said with a weary sigh. "Jazz," the youngling looked up at Prowl, "I needed you to go with this mech OK."
"Why," Jazz asked.
"Because he's going to take you into the gates to play with the other younglings and sparkling," Prowl replied.
"What about you," Jazz asked.
"I have to say out here with all of the other adults," Prowl replied as he handed Jazz the the mech.
"No," Jazz had started to reach back for Prowl but he just watched the mech take him away. "PROWLER," Jazz had started to screaming and crying when Prowl and his brothers walked away from the gate. "PROWLER," Jazz was handed off to a femme that had started to move the younglings and sparklings it a large building with in the city it's self. When they got to the building Jazz hadn't calmed down and his screaming cosed over half of the sparklings to join in on the screaming.
After getting more help the femmes were able to calm down all of the sparkling and Jazz. They feed all of the younglings and sparklings and put them to bed for the night but Jazz wouldn't sleep. He sat in a corner of the building holding onto a toy Prowl had gave him when he got the upgrade.