Author's Note: This chapter takes place one year after the events of ''Watching Over You''. This then brings it into line with events of the movie ''Age of Extinction'' from when Optimus is found by Cade Yaeger having been five years since the events of ''Dark of the Moon''. While I have been using similar events and timelines/story lines to the movies, there have been some deviations to suit the telling of MY story. From here on in I will be changing events, borrowing events from other Transformer Movies/alternate realities and just plain making shit up... You have been warned... :-)

Chapter 110 – A rude awakening

Prime P.O.V

Voices.

Pain.

Anger.

The moment I felt power surge through my damaged circuitry and systems I was once again reefed from my place of solitude, a dark void that housed my battered thoughts and spark. I was once again thrust into a broken and bruised body. Rudely awoken from my enforced slumber.

I had been found once again.

I immediately transformed, the sound of damaged cogs and metal plating grinding and scraping against each other. Parts that were abused and in desperate need of repair, forced to function yet again as I prepared to face my foe.

Groaning in pain and effort I screamed at the figures before me, ''I'll kill you!'' Sparks erupted around me from severed cables and wires, the sound of chains above my helm as I scrambled forward into some sort of pulley suspended from the ceiling. /Where on Cybertron was I? This is not the abandoned movie theatre I had sought refuge in/. I crawled forwards on my servos and knees, trying to reach behind my back to get hold of my weapon and rise to my pedes.

I was vaguely aware of the sound a young femme screaming as she approached, two other figures scattered before me, one of which ran towards the panicked female. I had managed to rise to my pedes, disoriented, I spun about on the spot until my optics alighted on those who had awoken me from my enforced slumber. Wielding my weapon before me I growled at them, ''I'll Kill you! Stay back!'' My voice was filled with rage and pain. I did not know whom to trust anymore.

The human male who was comforting the young female held up his hand and implored ''No, don't shoot, don't shoot!''

The other human male, got to his feet, ''Call 911 – run!'' his panicked voice threatened to call for human law enforcement.

The other man in the white shirt tried to warn him, ''Lucas!''

I swung my cannon back towards him as he tried to flee, ''Stop!'' I growled at him. He fell to the ground hard, bringing his hand to his face. I reloaded my weapon, a large shell falling to the ground beside him.

''Lucas, don't move. Just calm down,'' the man in the white shirt seemed to be the voice of reason.

He did not seem to want to hurt me. None of them did. They were not carrying weapons. They did not wear any military uniforms. I felt myself relax slightly. ''Easy human,'' I intoned softly.

I watched intently as the man walked towards me slowly, his hand outstretched in a gesture that indicated he meant no harm, ''He's not gonna hurt us,'' he reassured the others. He continued to walk towards me his hands up in surrender.

''Weapons systems, damaged,'' I replied to him, groaning once again as pain tore through my body. Everything ached and throbbed.

''A missile hit your engine and we took it out of you, you're hurt really bad,'' his voice sounded comforting and sincere, ''we're just trying to help you. You're in my home now. I'm an engineer. My name is Cade Yaeger.''

I felt myself lower my weapon and slump forwards in relief. Raising my right arm, I wiped my servo across my faceplates, trying to remove dirt and dust, ''Cade – I am in your debt.'' I leant forward placing my right arm on some scaffolding as I felt myself weaken from my recent efforts after being in emergency stasis for so long. ''My name is Optimus Prime.'' All at once it was as though my memories tore through my processor. /Lockdown. Hunted. Mexcio City. Humans turned against us. The reason for my having to go into stasis – my injuries/.

I staggered back raising my weapon, ''My Autobots!'' /Phoenix!/. ''They're in danger!'' I felt fear and panic course through me at the thought of Lockdown and those humans hunting my Autobots. Without warning circuitry within my chest cavity began to short out and a crippling stab of pain shot through me as I fell to my knees. Parts of my helm fell off as I landed roughly. /Primus I hurt/.

Groaning out loud, I raised a servo to my helm to try and focus. ''I need to go. I need to go now!'' My voice sounded unsteady and laboured even to my audials. I could feel and hear liquid oozing from the side of my helm from exposed and severed cables. I tried to stand only to have to bring my other servo to the gaping hole in my chest cavity.

''How far do you think you're gonna get?'' Cade retorted. He turned to look at the young female. ''Tessa come here; he needs our help.'' She dutifully stepped forward. I felt a twinge of shame for having scared these people. ''What happened to you?'' Cade looked me over, noting my extensive injuries.

''An ambush, a trap – set by humans.'' I slowly raised my left leg, so I was kneeling. Bringing my left arm up and resting it on my knee, I braced myself to give a great wracking cough as I tried to clear my airways of dust and dirt that had long since settled in my intakes. ''I escaped and took this form,'' a deep rasping cough shook my body again.

''But you're on our side,'' the young female sounded confused and a small amount of anger, ''why would humans hurt you?''

''They were not alone,'' I slowly pulled myself to my pedes once more. ''My Autobots.. can… repair me,'' I managed to grind out through gritted denta.

''Yeah! If you can reach ''em,'' Cade tried to reason with me. He had a point. As much as I wanted to and needed to get to my friends, as it stood, I was in no shape to do so. Stooping down to pick up the part of my helm that had come loose, Cade took a few steadying breaths before he asked, ''What about me?''

I stared at this human intently. He was an engineer; he had already removed the offending missile and he had shown he could be trusted and did not want to hurt me. /There is more to this man than meets the eye/. A mixture of resignation and gratitude swept through me. I shuttered my optics slowly, ''Very well Cade Yaeger. Once again, I am in your debt.''