Note: Back with chapter 25! Hopefully, it meets your standards. If you don't have standards, then you'll probably like it. Anyway, this is where guessing who Bee's sire is comes in handy. However, I never did say who he was. Wait, I did. To that one person. Speaking of that one person...

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17: I know! I read it again and it cracked me up! I have not actually seen the Mandalorian as I am a poor soul (literally, I don't have money for anything), but reading the episode summaries on Wikipedia is as close as it gets for me. Based on those, I can totally see where you're coming from. 'Fraid I couldn't find the song you were talking about. Next chapter as usual.

Speaking of chapters, y'all can probably expect a chapter every Monday and Saturday. Just the top two days. Any other days in between are up to my sleeping schedule. Like I said, running on 6-7 hours of sleep is no fun. Eating 122% of all the carbs I need in one day is not a suitable replacement.

I talk too much. I DON'T OWN TRANSFORMERS because, as I said, I am a poor soul. Bon appetit!


Shockwave briskly walked through the halls of the complex. Once he was outside, he shifted into his war tank alt-mode and thundered towards the XTR4 gun, unaware of the little mech tailing him.

Bumblebee had given Soundwave and his cassettes the slip when he said he wanted to go to the barracks to clean his armor. Ravage had gone with him and was currently waiting at the door. Bee had sneaked out of an air vent and crawled through them as fast as he could until he made it to a big gun looking thing. What could he say? He knew a bunch of shortcuts.

By the time he had gotten there, Shockwave and Dagger were just arriving. The black gladiator stood guard as the purple scientist stepped up to the first site of damage, unsubspaced a welder with his good servo, and got to work.

Not being able to use his cannon didn't hinder Megatron in the slightest. He simply sliced and tore his way through his opponents ruthlessly. Sentinel was a fool for sending these mechs to kill them. They were seasoned gladiators, warriors of the arena, while these "soldiers" had never seen a fight in their lives beyond basic training.

One soldier stepped to him, swinging a spiked mace. "You're a disgrace to Cybertron, Decepticon! It's in your name!"

"Funny. I don't recall coming up with the moniker," the gladiator said as he tangled the mace's chain around his blade and yanked it free of the soldier's arm. The mech yelped as energon poured from the wound. Megatron laughed at the noise he made. "A real fighter only grunts." The gray mech plunged his servo into the soldier's spark chamber. The mech gasped as he felt the servo enclose his spark and yank it out. The last image he saw was Megatron moving on to his next opponent, dispatching him with ease as well.

x

The helms were flying as Scythe weaved and slashed at anyone that dared to fight her. Most of them never knew what hit them before they saw their frames drop to the ground from midair before their neural net lost power. The femme was like a deadly assassin on the battlefield and the soldiers were learning the hard way.

Suddenly, a foreign blade just grazed her armor, sparks flying from the metallic impact. She turned and saw a bulky mech smirking at her. "A pretty femme like yourself shouldn't be on the battlefield," he jested.

"Speak for yourself," Scythe returned. The mech's optics widened and he roared as he charged her. The lithe femme smirked and jumped onto the mech's shoulders. She swung around his neck using her curved scythes, yanking as she finished her arc. The soldier's helm swing off of his neck, attached by a few stray wires. The last thing he saw was a blue blur dashing towards it's next victim.

x

16 breems later, Shockwave stood up and pressed a button on the control panel. The screen flickered to life. ::The gun has been repaired.:: he intoned.

::Fill 'er up, Wave!:: Dagger said.

::One energon to go. Coming right up!:: The faceless mech pressed a few buttons on his end as the screen monitored the energon flow.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker raced into the room, each pulling a magcart of bright blue paint behind them. "Did someone order paint?" the red twin joked.

"Just in time, mechs. We just started transferring the energon," Dagger said.

"Empty the cans in here," Shockwave pointed to the plasma chamber. "I already configured the gun to use paint. Now I must figure out why it is not receiving energon."

"It's not getting energon?" Dagger asked. ::Soundwave, are you hearing this?::

::My screen says the transfer is 10% complete. There must be a leak somewhere along the way.::

::It takes almost a joor to get from the arena to the gun. We don't have enough time to search the whole thing!:: Dagger said.

::We can't take much more of this either. Hiyah!:: Scythe said, grunts of effort breaking up her speech. ::Gauntlet's just calling in more soldiers. Ha!::

::And the medbay's starting to get pretty full.:: Hook informed them. ::I won't be able to fix them all if this continues. And there's already a line outside the door!::

::We have a joor. Two at the most.:: Megatron said. ::Is there any other way to charge the gun?::

::Theoretically, we could charge it with any energy source. Plasma, solar, wind-::

::Those would take too long! We need a- ARGH! skzzzzstz::

::SCYTHE!::

x

Bumblebee heard the whole conversation take place as he watched Shockwave, Dagger, and the twins from a vent in the wall. He hoped that Scythe was alright. She was like a carrier to him. He hoped Megatron stayed safety too. He was like a sire to him. They were all his family. From his new family on Kaon to Orion and Jazz to his original family in Praxus.

Speaking of his original family, he remembered his carrier and his grandcreators. He even remembered the orn the red demon took them from him. But he didn't remember his sire. He knew he had one. His presence filled his spark no matter where he went. But he had no memory of him other than a brilliant light.

Origins aside, he desperately wanted to help the others but he didn't know how. He was just a sparkling. If the adults couldn't figure it out in time, what could he do?

You can do much, child.

Bee's optics widened in surprise. "Who's there?" he whispered.

Someone who cares very deeply for you.

"Can you help me?"

You wish to help your friends, don't you?

"Yeah, but I don't know how. I'm just a sparkling."

Do not limit yourself, child. You can do anything you set your mind to.

"Even charge a big gun so we can trick the bad bots?" Bee asked the voice.

Anything, child.

Bumblebee closed his optics. When he opened them again, his processor was set. He carefully climbed down and walked towards the gun.

"Bee? What are you doing here?" Sideswipe asked.

The sparkling ignored him as he stepped up to the gun. He touched the nearest part and closed his optics, concentrating on the one thing he wanted most.

'Charge the gun!'

The others mechs, minus Shockwave, gasped and were torn on whether to step back or forward. Blue sparks danced across Bee's frame and slowly moved over to the gun.

:: What's going on over there? Whatever you're doing, the gun's charging up at a high rate!:: Soundwave informed them.

::Bumblebee's here.:: Sunstreaker said.

::So that's where he went! He never did come back from the barracks.:: Ravage said.

::But it looks he's charging the- WOAH!::

The blue sparks brightened into dazzling arcs of white and gold. It became so bright, they had to shield their optics. The energy transferred itself into the power core and charged to XTR4 to full power. Whirring to life, the gun rose from its standby position and aimed at the enemy soldiers. With a single shot, blue paint sprayed from its muzzle and, somehow, only hit the soldiers.

Horrified, the mechs screamed and ran in circles, making them easy targets for the citizens of Kaon. By the time the soldiers had realized the trick, it was too late. Most of them were already dead or dying. The incoming backup had turned around and fled in fear, their general among them.

"You'll pay for this, Decepticons!" Gauntlet yelled as he rode in one of the shuttlecrafts. "You will rue the orn you crossed the will of Sentinel Prime!"

"I rue the orn he was created," Megatron muttered under his breath. "Decepticons! We remain victorious!" The gladiators cheered and chest-bumped each other in joy. As they headed back to the city to celebrate, one mech frantically searched for the love of his life among the dead frames

x

"We did it!" Dagger cheered. The black mech and the twins yelled and whooped for joy. Their home was safe.

"Come on, Shockwave. Even you have to say it's a job well done."

"At what cost?" he asked, holding up Bumblebee's pale form.

"No!" Sideswipe said.

::Hook, we've got a casualty!::


Note: Oh no. A cliffhanger. I am not using exclamation marks because I already know what happened. In fact, I already have 26 written. The people in the future won't care because they can just swipe or click to the next chapter, but the present people who have to endure all the "fun" will suffer. Fear not, when I get 27 written, I'll post 26. I'm thinking of doing a time skip though. Maybe a few megacycles. Get to the scene I've been postponing because too much action is no fun. Comic reliefs are important. I somehow need to get the other twins in here. I need a way for Bee to get throat traumatic. (You know the whole voicebox thing? Not gonna happen. Something will happen though. It'll be fine. Don't worry, he'll live to tell the tale with his own voice.) I want a dating scene b/w Megsy and Scythe. Aha! My useless rambling to you has a purpose. Now I have an idea for comic relief and throat trauma! Thank you! Again, don't ask why.

Until 27 is done, you can wait a few more days for 26. It's not like I take months to update. Until then, leave a review and I'll get back to you. I currently have one faithful reviewer, but I honestly don't care how many I get. I one review is chicken soup for my soul. A whole bunch is a pool for me to swim in. Just kidding, that would be disgusting IRL. Tell me anything! Did you ace a test? Did you get new socks? Did you like this chapter? Do you want the next one? If I can somehow amass 5 reviews before 8:00 PM tonight, 2-17-2020, I'll post 26. 'Till next time!