Hot Shot's girl: Now listen, I have never seen the energon series through and through, but I did see some episodes and so I will be making most of this stuff up since I can't fit it in the episodes so yea . . . just warning ya :)

Well, after all, Hot Shot did not get his desired rest that he wanted, but he didn't mind it too much. He did get four years of rest, but having to put up decepticons did not count as to much rest. So, for him, he got no rest whatsoever. He had so many things to do.

After to kids heard of Hot Shot's resurrection, a couple years before the energon battles, they immediately wanted to come back to cybertron to see him with their own eyes. They were allowed to and were accompanied by a Dr. Jones and his young son whom all called Kicker. It was a new adventure for all.

When they landed the kids immediately ran off the find Hot Shot.

"Hot Shot!!" they cried as they ran to him.

"Ha, hey guys I haven't seen you in forever," smiled Hot Shot.

"Well you were captured by Unicron, da!" said Carlos hugging Hot Shot's leg.

"Carlos!!" said Alexis smacking him on the back of the his head.

"Hey . . . what?!" said Carlos looking at her.

He then looked up at Hot Shot and saw his painful face about the 'subject'.

"Oh, sorry man," apologized Carlos.

"It's okay, just please don't mention that name in a very long time, okay?" asked Hot Shot.

"Cross our hearts," they smiled.

"Hey, who's that?" asked Hot Shot seeing another human talking to Optimus and the others.

"That is Dr. Jones Hot Shot," smiled Alexis. "He just came to understand you transformers better."

"You mean the humans know about us?" asked Hot Shot.

"Yea, we told them everything," said Rad. "But don't worry they are all cool with it."

"Yea, well his kid doesn't look to 'cool with it'," said Hot Shot seeing the frightened littel boy.

"Oh Kicker," said Alexis looking at him. "He just needs time to get used to you guys and all."

"I don't know," said Hot Shot seeing him tremble. "He looks a little two scared. Like 'run away' scared."

"Ah relax," smiled Carlos. "After all weren't we scared too when we first saw you guys?"

Hot Shot just sighed as he looked at the poor child. The poor thing was trembling all over. Then, what Hot Shot guessed came to pass, Kicker ran off like any frightened person.

"Kicker!" cried Dr. Jones as he watched his son run off.

"Don't worry," smiled Optimus. "We will find your son."

"I hope you're right," sighed Dr. Jones. "'Cause when he hides . . . he hides."

And so they seared for him, but none had any luck. Optimus grew tired of trying to find him, but he never gave up. He saw a quick glimpse of him, but he soon ran off again. Optimus followed him into a dark old room where there was no exits.

"Kicker come out!" Optimus said demanding him to come out.

"No!" cried Kicker. "I never wanted to be here in the first place!"

"Kicker I'm too old to be playing hide and go seek, now come out now!" said Optimus as he closed in on the youngster.

"NO!" cried Kicker.

But then something happened. He leaned to far back where he was hiding and he had fallen through the hall.

"Kicker!" cried Optimus as he ran to where he heard him scream.


Kicker had landed in the core of cybertron where the allspark was. There Primus caught him and kept him safe from all harm. Nothing would hurt him there, but Kicker was still frightened.

"Fear not young one," said Primus. "You are safe here. No one will hurt you here."

"Really?" asked Kicker beginning to cry.

"Optimus Prime never meant to hurt you Kicker," said Primus. "The transformers just want to be your friends."

"No they don't. They want to hurt me!" he cried.

"In the future the transformers will need your help Kicker," said Primus in a gentle tone of voice.

"Why?" asked Kicker as he stopped crying.

"Because you'll be able to sense what they want . . . energon."

Then there came a bright flash of light and Kicker fell asleep. He then awoke and found himself in Optimus' arms.

"Are you alright Kicker?" Asked Optimus as he saw the child awaking.

"Ah, get away from me!!" squirmed Kicker.

"I'm not going to hurt you," said Optimus holding tight onto him, but gentles all at once.

"Yes you will. You hate kids!" cried Kicker.

At that Optimus let out a laugh and then looked at Kicker and asked him-

"I hate kids . . . who told you that?"

"People," said Kicker plain and sweet.

"How can I hate kids when I have one of my own?" asked Optimus.

"Huh, transformers have kids too?" asked Kicker getting confused.

"Yes we do, but it has been long since my child has been your age," smiled Optimus.

"How old is he?" asked Kicker.

"He will be turning 20,000 soon," smiled Optimus.

"Wow, he's old," said Kicker. "I'm only six."

"Well transformers age different. Now come on, your father must be worried sick about you. I know if it was my child I would be too, wouldn't you? asked Optimus walking out of the room.

"Yea, I guess so," pondered Kicker. "Hey Optimus."

"Yes, what is it Kicker?" asked Optimus turning his gaze to the youngling.

"What's your kid's name?" asked Kicker.

Optimus then stopped and looked down at the child gazing at him with sparkling brown eyes. Optimus sighed and said-

"Can you keep a secret?"

"Yea, yea," smiled Kicker shaking his head rapidly.

"Good 'cause he's not supposed to know I'm his father," said Optimus.

"Gasp, you mean you didn't tell him?!" said Kicker a bit loudly.

"Shh Kicker. Remember it's a secret," said Optimus plaing his finger to his faceplate.

"Oh, sorry," he smiled covering his mouth. "So who is he?"

"Do you remember seeing a yellow transformer?" asked Optimus.

"You mean the one Rad, Alexis, and Carlos ran to?" asked Kicker.

"Yes," smiled Optimus.

Kicker then shook his head and smiled-

"Yea, why?"

"Well hs name is Hot Shot . . . he's my kid," said Optimus.

"Really?" smiled Kicker.

"Yes, now promise not to tell anyone?" asked Optimus looking at him like a father would his own child.

"I promise," smiled Kicker.

Optimus then took him back to his father.

"Daddy!" he smiled as he ran and hugged his father.

"Kicker!" smiled Dr. Jones hugging his son tight. "Thank-you Optimus for finding him."

"Hey, you found him," smiled Hot Shot coming up next to Optimus.

"Yes I did Hot Shot," smiled Optimus.

And then Optimus looked at Kicker who was on his father's shoulder. Kicker also looked at Optimus and smiled as he placed his finger on his lips. Optimus just smiled and nodded to him.

That's right Kicker, thought Optimus as he watched him go back in the ship.

After the incident with Kicker the transformers found out that Primus gave him the ability to sense energon. So they used him quiet a lot. Some of the minicons had evolved and changed into a new breed called omnicons. They were bigger than the minicons, but still shorter than the transformers.

They were the only ones that could touch energon. They were the gatherers of it. When a couple more years past the transformers had set up cities on earth. Ocean city, which was their biggest, was lead by Hot Shot and also that was where they were planning on keeping Kicker.

The other cities were Desert city, Plain city, Lunar city, and Blizzard city. Each an autobot was appointed to be leader of the cities, This greatly angered the decepticons, for they wanted to lead as well. This would greatly stir old grudges which all tried to avoid. Kicker, as he grew, soon grew to hate the transformers.

He wished that they would leave his planet and go back to their own. He also hated them bossing him around all the time. They didn't mind his attitude that much, except Optimus and Hot Shot, who was appointed to watch him all the time.

"Aw come on Optimus," complained Hot Shot to the moniters. "Why do I have to watch him? I am busy leading this city you know!"

"Hot Shot you love kids," said Optimus.

"Yea, well not this one," said Hot Shot through his teeth.

"Hot Shot don't give me that!" pointed Optimus. "I know you are busy, but so is everyone else and there's no one I trust more for him to be in the care of someone than you, and besides I have younglings to train!"

"Yea, well I . . ." pointed Hot Shot.

"So are you telling me you can't handle him?" asked Optimus folding his arms.

"Well no . . . I mean yea . . . NO!" said Hot Shot getting confused.

"Good, that's all I wanted out of you. Optimus Prime out," he said shutting off his transmission.

"Oh, why me?" sighed Hot Shot turning.

Then all of the sudden he felt the city surfacing and the alert that Kicker had left the city.

"Hhh, well better go get him . . . my way," sighed Hot Shot as he loaded his gun.

As time went by all found Kicker to very helpful. For one thing he descovered a new threat to the transformers . . . the terrorcons and battle ravange drones lead by Alpha Q who stole their energon to bring back his master . . . Unicron.

"We still need more energon!" growled Alpha Q as he saw his minicons come back with little energon to revive Unicron.

"That's not all you need," came a voice in the shadows.

Alpha Q then turned and saw Rhinox in the shadows, his red optics blazing like a fire. Rhinox then came before the snake and said-

"When you know who escaped Unicron's spark had been hit too hard and it estinguished . . . but not all of it is gone. Unicron imbeded that young bot with part of his own spark just incase something like this had happened."

"Yes, you're right," said Alpha Q. "If we do succeed in reviving Unicron then we shall be missing only one other thing . . . his spark . . . where is the young bot now?"

Rhinox was then joined by the other horsemen as he grinned and said-

"He is on earth in Ocean city."

"Then go my horsemen," said Alpha Q. "Go and take back Unicron's spark."

"With pleasure," grinned Rhinox as he and the others took off.

Alpha Q then noticed that Cheetor was still there. He just gazed at him for a moment.

"Do you have a problem with this mission Cheetor?" asked Alpha Q turning to him.

Cheetor then said nothing as he sped off towards the others. Alpha Q watched as they left Unicron's body. He only hoped no one would find out about Unicron's spark till it was too late.