FINAL CHAPTER! I REPEAT: FINAL CHAPTER! This had to be the most fun I've had writing! Thank you so much to those who read and/or reviewed my story!

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**Techna's POV**

I woke up in a soft berth, different than the one I'd usually sleep on. Those were military berths, this was one higher-ups would sleep in on Cybertron. I almost didn't want to get up until I realized something. Wasn't I supposed to be offlined? I sat up straight and took in my surroundings. I was in a room with white metal walls, decorated with fine Cybertronian art. There was an open window looking outside. When I got off of the berth I looked outside and was shocked to see Cybertron beautiful again. My processor began to go into overdrive as questions zipped through it. Where was I? How is Cybertron alive again? How am I not dead? I shook my helm and narrowed my optics as I looked down at the street below. I could see no Cybertronian for miles.

I froze when I felt a breath on the back of my neck. I felt somebot's servo rubbing my arm so I spun around, but there was no one there. Was I losing my processor? I tried activating my weapons but they wouldn't deploy. With my body on high-guard I scanned the room with my optics to find the bot hiding. My wing twitched and I lifted my servos to rub my tired optics but I froze. My paint was no longer a light gray, but a brilliant white. I looked around and finally found a mirror. My reflection proved my suspicions correct: I was completely white. My optics narrowed as I backed away from the mirror. I don't like this at all. Something's definitely not right here. I went to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked from the outside. I let out a low growl and slammed my fist against it.

"Now, now, there's no need to take your anger out on a door." A deep voice scolded from behind me. I scowled and clenched my fists. Weapons or not I can still take on this mech. I turned sharply only to be faced with…nothing. My optics scanned the room once again but I could see no one. "Besides, it's an inanimate object, it cannot feel the pain. So what's the use of beating it?"

"Well why don't you show your faceplate instead of hiding so I can take my frustration out on something more…living." I snapped back. There was a low chuckle that sent chills down my spine. Obviously whoever it was liked having me trapped here. There was a faint glow in the corner of the room before a large mech appeared. He too was white and had green optics. He smirked as I got into a defensive pose.

"Better?" he mused. Oh what wouldn't I give to wipe that smirk off his faceplate, but this was my one chance to figure out what was going on. This strange mech is my only company, he is the one who is keeping me trapped here. I examined him fully. He had no insignia, but surely he could not be a neutral. Most of the neutrals had been offlined or saved by the Autobots in the early stages of the war. He was slightly taller than Starscream but broader and he had no wings or wheels. His armor was a pure white that almost blinded me when he stepped into the sunlight coming from the window. His emerald optics seemed amused at something but I couldn't tell exactly what.

"Not really but at least I can see you. I have questions and I want answers. Now," I snarled. He merely shrugged and motioned for me to continue. "First of all, who are you and where am I? Cybertron was destroyed in the war so obviously this is some sort of figmented place."

"I do not have a name, little one. In a way, you are on Cybertron. You see, you did die on that battlefield today. I am able to keep you alive for now, but you have a very important choice to make. You are one of my descendants, as was your Carrier. It's clear to see by the color of your optics. You are from a royal Cybertronian family, who once ruled all of Cybertron. Everyone in your family was a pure royal family member, until you and your brothers came along." He looked out the window, his smirk gone. I narrowed my optics at his words.

"Leave the twins out of this. What do you mean that it ended with Carrier?" I growled. I didn't want my brothers to get involved in our discussion, he might try to harm them. The mech didn't turn from the window but I could tell he was not pleased by my response.

"I promised all of your family members glory and power if they'd bond with another pure royal, one with green optics as well. But your Carrier was the first to reject me, saying that she had fallen in love with that Megatronus." I froze at the mention of Creator. The thought of Carrier giving up power and glory for the love of her life made me smile.

"She is in love with Creator. If she wasn't then she wouldn't have come back to us from the other dimension. And for the record, Creator loves her too." I retaliated. The mech scoffed loudly. I narrowed my optics and frowned again. What was with him? I was about to ask but he turned his sharp gaze to me.

"And look where that got her! She was almost blown up and Megatronus started a war. If I remember right you'd blame him for Firestrike's disappearance. You didn't seem to love him at that time, nor did he seem to love any of you. He especially didn't like the twins. It's a pity they only got traits from Megatronus' side." I clenched my fists tighter, drawing energon from my palms.

"I was a sparkling at that time! I didn't fully understand anything at the time except that Carrier was gone! It was out of instinct that I blamed him!" he only smirked and remained silent. "I'm proud of my brothers, no matter what you or anyone else says!"

"Calm yourself, little one. There's no need to become angry. I will not bring up the two bots again unless you bring them up." I relaxed slightly at his words but I was still on guard. "Techna, you have the chance to restore the family line to its former glory. Think about it, you can rule all of Cybertron, all you have to do is bond with the mech of my choosing."

"And if I refuse?" I growled. The mech sighed and looked at me with pleading optics. He motioned for me to look outside. What I saw was no longer a beautiful Cybertronian city, but our dead planet once again. The sight of it is still hard for me to see so I turned away. "Earth is my home now, Cybertron won't be revived just because I become its ruler."

"That's not all, I cannot save you on my own Techna. You need to bond with someone to restore your poor damaged spark. Let that mech be the one I choose for you. It will be a win/win. Besides, you can leave the restoration of Cybertron to me, I promise it will look like it did before the war." I looked at the floor in deep thought. I felt a tugging at my spark and I realized that Starscream had asked me to bond with him already.

"I don't think you've heard, but I already have a fiancée, Starscream. I'd much rather bond with him. I can tell he's trying to bond with me right now to save my life. All I have to do is accept his spark and I can return to him!" I gave him a victorious smirk, but he became angry. He grabbed my throat and slammed me against the wall. Somehow he managed to force my spark to reject Starscream's. "No! Why did you do that?"

"Because, my dear, unlike with your Carrier I won't allow you to reject my offer. Bond with another royal, or perish!" My optics widened in fear at his words.

**With the Autobots and Decepticons five minutes earlier, 3rd POV**

Starscream wasted no time in going to Techna's side. He saw her optics dim and he knew she was near offlining. He didn't know what to do and looked pleadingly at Ratchet. But the old docbot had no experience with this kind of thing. Everyone stared in shock as Techna's color started to dull. Firestrike prayed to Primus that she wasn't too late to save her daughter. Firestrike looked at Starscream who was beginning to cry with a sad sigh.

"Starscream, you're the only one who can save her now." Firestrike informed. Everyone stared in shock at her words. "Her spark is quickly fading and the only way to save her is if someone bonds with her. I know you had asked her to bond with you and that she said yes so I know Techna would be happy to be your sparkmate. Please Starscream, you're her only chance of survival."

"I'll do it." he said determinedly. Ratchet helped Starscream open Techna's chestplates manually to reveal her fading spark. Starscream glanced at Megatron who seemed depressed by the situation and took that as a sign to continue. He opened his own chestplates and brought Techna's chassis to his and merged their sparks. At first he thought it would work but his spark was rejected with such a force that he was flung back away from her. "What happened? Why did her spark reject mine?"

"Starscream, I fear I know the answer. I am the descendant of a royal Cybertronian family that ruled Cybertron for eons. There is a mech who convinces one mech or femme from each generation to bond with another of his choosing, to keep 'the pure energon line going'. He promised power and glory to those who agreed and he kept those promises but…." Firestrike trailed off as she looked at Megatron. "I was the first to reject his offer, because I had already fallen in love with someone else."

"So this ancient guy is trying to get Techna to bond with some other random bot?" Miko asked. Firestrike nodded sadly to the young girl's question. "But why did she reject Starscream? I thought she loved him?"

"The mech must be forcing her to refuse my spark," Starscream growled in realization. Everyone's optics narrowed in anger at the news. Starscream rubbed Techna's cheekplate soothingly as he whispered, "Come on sweetspark, you have to fight him."

"Starscream he's too strong for her, but I can hold him off long enough for you to bond. You have to keep trying, no matter what until I return." Firestrike commanded. She touched two digits to her forehead, then to Techna's as her optics glowed white and suddenly Firestrike collapsed as Megatron caught her. The Autobots, Decepticons, and humans waited in anticipation for something to happen as Starscream tried once again to bond with Techna.

**?, Techna's POV**

I struggled as I fought the mech off. Without my weapons I can't do much to hurt him but I refuse to bond with anyone but Starscream. This guy had many weak spots but they weren't that easy to reach. I growled as a punch sent me sliding back. I wiped a drop of energon from the corner of my mouth and glared at him. He seemed so calm throughout this, which made this worse for me. He'd rebel against him. There was another white glow in the corner and we both froze as Carrier appeared, also painted white. She tackled the mech to the ground as he forced me to reject Starscream's spark. Carrier, while trying to overpower him, turned to me with blazing optics.

"Techna! Accept Starscream's spark while I still can hold him off!" Carrier growled. The mech threw her off of him as I felt Starscream again. He really did want to bond with me if he kept trying. The mech tried to cancel the bond but I could already feel it working. I relaxed as I felt whatever he felt, which was mainly fear and determination.

"No! The royal family will not end!" The mech roared as he threw Carrier against the wall. I gasped as I was suddenly pulled from that reality. I watched as Carrier stood with a victorious smirk. Everything faded black until there was a bright light.

**Normal POV, with the Autobots and Decepticons and humans**

Starscream backed away slightly as he felt the bond complete. He couldn't help but smile as Techna's optics opened slowly and she sat up with a groan. For a moment she was confused but then she let out a gasp and looked towards Firestrike. Everyone swarmed her until Megatron and Optimus made them get back.

"Techna are you okay? What happened?" Starscream asked as he pulled her into a hug. Techna returned the embrace with a shaky sigh. Starscream felt her relax and he turned to see Firestrike waking up. Techna didn't respond to Starscream's words, so he imagined that whatever happened was pretty bad. "It's okay, Techna."

"I'm lost. What just happened?" Raf asked. Techna pulled away from her new sparkmate and looked to Firestrike pleadingly. She really did not want to explain the reason behind everything that happened, it was still fresh in her own mind. The Autobots and Decepticons were mixed in the crowd, but to Techna's relief they weren't fighting.

"When I told you that I was a descendant of a royal family I wasn't lying. Each mech or femme born with green optics has their own special power. I can cause visions and enter somebot else's. That's the only reason I was able to help Techna. Techna has a more…dangerous power." Firestrike explained hesitantly.

"What do you mean?" Prowl asked. Firestrike looked over at Techna who was curled up against Starscream. Firestrike looked directly at Optimus and Megatron, realizing that this was the first time in a long time that they were near each other without fighting.

"Techna has the power to look into a person's past. If she only views them, she'd be fine. But this time it had more of a deadly effect. She actually took memories from Optimus and Megatron and showed them to everyone like a movie." Starscream looked down at his femme as anger grew in his spark.

"You mean you let her sacrifice herself like that? Did she even know she might die?" Starscream growled. Everyone was silent as Firestrike looked away guiltily. Techna shook her helm.

"Starscream it wasn't Carrier's idea. When we were still in the other dimension the Thirteen gave me a choice to either continue the war and eventually one or both sides would die off or I could do this. I knew the consequences. I just wanted this stupid war to end." Techna explained. "I chose to die to end the war once and for all. Please tell me it's over."

"It's up to you two now. Will you let her sacrifice go in vain, or will you allow peace?" Firestrike asked as she stared at her sparkmate and brother-in-law. Optimus and Megatron stared at each other and the desert air grew tense. Techna looked up at them with pleading optics. They brightened when Optimus offered Megatron a small smile.

"This war has gone on long enough. It has torn apart too many lives and families." The Prime stated. Megatron looked around at all of the Autobots and Decepticons standing around them for once in peace. He even looked down at the humans who stood by their guardians. He looked to his once lost sparkmate who seemed desperate to have this war end. Finally he looked to his daughter and sons. They had been affected the most by the war and the mistakes he made. Techna even gave her spark just to end this. He looked straight into her optics and smiled.

"I agree." He replied. He was thrown off guard when Techna hugged him happily. There was an unanimous sigh of relief from everyone present. Firestrike couldn't help but smile until she realized something. Megatron noticed as he pulled away from his daughter. "Firestrike? Is there something wrong?"

"Huh? Oh...I was thinking of my team in the other dimension. They're probably demanding for an explanation for my disappearance. They didn't know I was from a different dimension." Firestrike smiled sheepishly. Techna smiled, thinking about the Autobots there, especially little StarRacer. The small family stood (yes they were kneeling because Techna was still weak) and saw that everyone had a sense of relief around them. "I think we should all go home and get some rest. Tomorrow we'll sort everything out."

"Agreed," everyone exclaimed. Techna, Starscream, and the twins stayed with the Autobots while Firestrike went with Megatron to the Nemesis. When everyone was about to leave Megatron stopped Techna, who had the twins on her shoulders.

"Wheelie, Brains, I'm sorry." He said solemnly. The twins were surprised but forgave him. When they entered the base Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were making a big commotion, not truly believing that the war was indeed over. Techna rolled her optics and set her brothers down next to their guardians. Techna and Starscream decided to go into her room to get away from the others as they argued with the older twins.

"Techna…I thought I was going to lose you forever." Starscream confessed as they sat on her berth. Techna shook her helm and laid it on his chassis.

"You'll never lose me Screamer. I'm too stubborn." Techna mumbled. Starscream laughed and held her closer. "So you bonded with me…to save me?"

"You're not mad are you? I didn't know what else to do you were dying and Firestrike-" his words were lost as Techna kissed him. When she pulled back there was a mix of shock and relief on his faceplate.

"Why would I ever be mad at the fact that now you're my sparkmate?" Techna lowered her helm so that their foreheads were touching and she was looking straight into his crimson optics. She smiled at him happily. "I love you."

**A few decades later**

"Okay Techna, are you ready to meet your new sparkling?" Ratchet asked as he walked up to the femme lying on the berth. Techna was exhausted because, well, she just had a sparkling Starscream ran in once he heard he was allowed to. When Ratchet handing the sparkling to its Carrier the little seeker chirped happily. Starscream sat next to his mate with gleaming optics. Ratchet smiled at the young family. "It's a perfectly healthy mech."

"What should we name him?" Starscream asked. Techna thought back to her time in the other dimension and how she was told about the different Aerialbots there. She felt that the mech should be named after one of them, especially since Optimus confirmed that none of them were present in their dimension.

"How about Windchaser?" Techna suggested. He had been her Carrier's SIC and a good friend of the Autobots in the other dimension. Starscream smiled as the sparkling opened his optics. They were red with tints of green in them.

"I'm surprised you want to name him after an old friend of mine." Firestrike mused as she walked in with Megatron. Techna shrugged as she handed the sparkling to his Creator. "What do you think Starscream?"

"I personally love it." Starscream murmured as he held his son close. Techna smiled, this was the beginning of a new chapter in their life.

Primus help them.


Pffffft like I'd seriously kill off Techna! I loved writing this and I love the feedback I've gotten throughout the chapters! I'm sorry but this truly is the end.

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Until all are one!