Author Notes: And we have come to the end! I hope you all enjoyed it and sorry for all the Sentinel focus but what can you do. Anyway, hope to switch things up a bit and focus on our other major players for the next part! Not sure how long it will next but hoping it won't be for long.

Transform and Try Not to Screw This Up! - Part Three of Three

No matter what universe, the Allspark cannot stay hidden for long.

Just so happens a space bridge repair team led by Sentinel Prime found the Allspark in this universe.

Then they were attacked by Megatron and his elite soldiers, crashed and in stasis for 50 stellar cycles only to wake up on a world where there are organics.

Sentinel might be living his worst nightmare and the universe might be slightly a bit more screwed.

Why did everything he came across this orbital cycle want to kill him?

Sentinel didn't know why, but it seemed like his life was going to end by the tentacles of an organic insectoid lifeform. Well, not this orbital cycle. If he survived getting his head handed to him by Megatron himself, there's no slagging way he would let a disgusting organic lifeform do it.

Even if the organic was like five times his size…maybe bigger.

Dodging another one of the tentacles, Sentinel still didn't know how to defeat the monster. It was hard to focus when he had to avoid getting hit by the creature and the rubble it created in its wake. He knew this was pointless. They should have let the local lifeforms handle it. They already sent in their flying squad to take care of the issue.

But they weren't doing much with those laser blasts.

And then there was the screaming.

"What the slag is that!?" Sentinel demanded. The shrill voice was unnatural as he looked up to see the monster had grabbed hold of…Another organic lifeform.

Was this planet filled with them!?

They should have stay on the ship.

"We have to help it!" cried Bulkhead.

"What! Why?!" shouted Sentinel. He can't be serious. The idiot can't be serious!?

"Yeah, it's in trouble," snapped Bumblebee, "Enough of this sitting around and not doing anything!"

The two bots then transformed without the order to do so. Didn't Sentinel said they had to blend in! What was the point in getting those new forms if they didn't stay in them? Sentinel was going to make them do transform-ups until they didn't know up from down. That is, if they didn't get themselves killed from attacking the monster.

"What do you think you're doing! Get back into your alt mode!" shouted Sentinel. Neither Bulkhead and Bumblebee did that. They never listen to him. He drove to avoid another tentacle while Bulkhead launched his wrecking ball at the creature's face. It seems to be one of the few places that weren't gooey horror. The sound of flesh being hit was so horrible and gross to Sentinel's audio.

It gave the desire results as the monster let go of the small organic, and Bumblebee caught it without a tick to think it over. Why on Cybertron would he touch it!? Didn't he know the amount of germs organics have? All the horrible things that organics could do to them?

As Sentinel was about to yell at the minibot to drop it, he felt something land on his roof.

It was Prowl.

"What the slag!"

The mech didn't give him an answer. All he did was use Sentinel as a springboard to launch himself in the air. Letting loose a couple of his shuriken, they didn't appear to be effective as they landed in the cream colour mass and sunk into the flesh.

Disgusting.

Prowl landed on the ground and merely gave Sentinel a stern look. "If you're too afraid to fight, then make yourself useful to those willing to step up."

Ok, that was it. Sentinel was done with this disrespect. These mechs should be following his lead, follow his orders without backtalk. Why did they need to question every decision that he made? Not to mention they were always with insults and name-calling. Why did they treat him like trash?

Why did everyone treat him like this?

"I ain't scared at all," said Sentinel. "I was taking in the situation to figure out the best course of action."

The cyber ninja didn't seem to believe him. Hard to tell with the battle mask up. Either way, he turned away from the Prime and back to fighting off the organic monster.

Ok, fine. If this is how these rejects were going to do it, then they were going to do it. Determine not to let these rejects look better than him, Sentinel transformed and stood his ground.

"If you're all wanting to get your servos dirty, then you better be prepared for it!" he shouted at the two mechs in front of him. Wait…Two?!

He took notice that there was only Prowl and Bulkhead fighting off the monster. Where was Bumblebee?!

"Where did Bumblebee get off too!?" demanded Sentinel using his shield to block a few lashes from the tentacles.

"He went to get that little organic he saved out of the way," said Bulkhead, whipping his wrecking ball back and forth. Most of the attempts were barely doing any damages.

Growling, Sentinel swung his shield to slice some of the tentacles only for them to grow right back. "At least aim for the head or the other red parts. They seem to be the only solid parts of this thing."

"Oh, smart."

Sentinel reached and tapped his comms. He had to get in contact with one of the few missing mechs of this rag-tag crew. "Bumblebee, once you ditch the organic, get your aft back here to help with this mess."

Not even waiting for a chance for the minibot a chance to protest or complain, he switched over to Ratchet. What was taking the old mech so long? It shouldn't take this long for some stupid analysis.

"Ratchet! You better get your and Gauge's afts both up here now!"

/We're busy at the moment./

What! Busy!?

"That's an order, you outdate medical unit!"

/You pompous aft, if you took a moment to analyze the nanobots that control the thing you been fighting that they have been programmed to see any foreign material as an invading threat!/

Ok, that wasn't good.

/Now we can program an override code to take care of the issue, or we can come out there and get our afts handed to us like the rest of you glitches./

Rolling to the side, Sentinel hefted his shield to block another series of attacks before getting a chance to respond to the bitter medic. "Fine, we'll go with your plan, but you better get your aft into gear."

With one issue taken care of and the reappearance of Bumblebee, the four Autobots took to a continuous attack on the organic beast. It didn't see anything they did cause much of a reaction. Avoiding the gooey mass was nearly impossible as it was most of the creature's body. All attacks were aimed at either the head or trying to deal with the tentacles.

Which was pointless. The limbs grew back as fast as they were cut off. For every one they took care of, two more came back in its place. It was becoming a losing battle, and Sentinel started to feel drained. It didn't matter if it because of the rejects' attacks or his superior skills. Nothing was working.

And it wasn't helping that the monster was now absorbing a boat in the water.

"That's looking not good," said Bumblebee.

Sentinel had to agree as the more the monster took into its body, the larger it became. It was already difficult enough to deal with. If it began even larger than it would be more challenging to deal with. They signed their death warrants if they continue to fight on.

"What do you think will happen after it eats a whole boat?" asked Bulkhead.

"I don't want to find out," mumbled Prowl.

As Sentinel prepared for the worst, his comm came back to life.

/Ratchet to Afthead, just letting you know we finished the override code. Gauge is on her way to give it to you now./

"Oh, thank Primus," mumbled Sentinel.

/Don't go thanking him yet/ replied Ratchet. /These nanobots are so primitive that you have to upload the override manually./

"What! What do you mean by that!"

/If you let me speak!? The scans we got from the creature showed that it put all its high command functions into a highly protective central processor./

"And that means what!?"

/What that means is someone has to go inside to upload it./

"Well…slag."

Someone had to get inside that thing to upload the override? Of all the wire brain schemes to think of! Sentinel didn't know what was more disgusting. The idea of still fighting this thing or making a choice to go inside of it. Either way, Gauge appeared to be zipping up her way from the ship, and soon there would be a choice on who that lucky bot would be.

And Sentinel already had a pick on who would be perfect for the job.

"Here to save the day," said Gauge, transforming before pulling out the override key from subspace. "Now, who wants it?"

"Give it to Bumblebee."

"Huh?"

The order got looks of shock from his crew's three troublemakers. Even Prowl gave him a bit of a surprise about the command. What? Did they think he wouldn't have a plan? Or were they thinking he was going to nominate himself? Ha! As if!

"We need someone fast and tiny to get inside," said Sentinel. "The rest of us will keep it distract so you can get the job done."

"Are you insane! Is this payback!?" demanded Bumblebee.

"Why not Prowl!?"

"As much as I hate to…I have to agree with Bumblebee for that one," said Prowl.

Why are they arguing with him! Why always with the backtalk!? Sentinel grunted as he held back another tentacle from whipping at them before he glared at the question bots. "He has his stingers, which will keep whatever organic stuff away faster than your ninja skills," snapped the former Academy bot. "Now stop with the questions and do what you have been told to do!?"

"And how do you suggest I get up there?! Fly like a Con!?" demanded the minibot.

"I don't care how! Just do it!"

Bumblebee opened his mouth to protest, only for Bulkhead to pat his little friend on the head. "You can do it, Bee," the giant said with confidence. "You got the speed, so all you need is a big ramp."

Sentinel didn't bother to see whatever the two troublemakers decided on. All he heard was the transforming sound of the minibot and his engine revving before disappearing into the background. Good, one problem was out of his way. That left handling the monster to them.

Which was easier said than done. As the monster absorbed the ship, the attacks were becoming harder to defend against for the crew. They were stronger and coming faster. Prowl and Gauge took to dodging the tentacles. Bulkhead and himself tried their best to knock the organic limbs away and defend the two smaller bots.

But they couldn't hold them off forever.

"Ah! Help!"

Looking up, Sentinel stared as the monster gotten one of its tentacles around Gauge. The femme never stood a chance as she clawed at it and tried to make some attempt to escape. To see the panic on her face…to watch her being pull to her doom.

"Gauge!" screamed Bulkhead, acting faster than a frozen Prime. He fired his wrecking ball, and Gauge clamped her magnet gloves onto it. Hanging onto dear life as Bulkhead took to pulling back to get her out. It seemed to be work, but only for a tick. Another moment later and the creature was pulling her and now Bulkhead in.

"No!" she screamed before getting shallowed into the creature's flesh.

"Hold on! I got you!" shouted back Bulkhead. He tried harder to pull, clearly using all the strength he had to make some sort of attempt to get her out. "I could use a servo!"

Memories of a similar situation flash before Sentinel's optics before he jumped and grabbed hold of the wire to Bulkhead's wrecking ball. He didn't say anything as he pulled along with the giant Autobot. No, he couldn't lose anybot. He couldn't have that happen again! He had to make things right.

Once more, the wire snapped. The loss of tension caused the two Autobots to fall backwards onto the ground.

But this time, the wire didn't break because of horrible spiders from his nightmares. No, it was because of outside interference by Prowl using his shuriken to slice Bulkhead's wrecking ball wire. Yes, it saved them, but at the cost of another.

Sentinel sat there on the ground in shock. It was history repeating itself. It didn't matter that things might turn out different. For that moment, it felt like he had lived this already. Bulkhead scampered onto his feet and stumbled his way to Prowl. The large bot looked anger, ready to smash the smaller ninja into the ground himself.

"Why did you do that! You let Gauge get swallowed by that thing!"

"We can't have both of you go with her," explain Prowl, catching his shuriken. "Besides, she will be fine."

"You don't know that!"

Oh, Primus…history is repeating itself, and all he could do was watch it. To feel the worst moment of his life and-

Whatever Prowl was about to spew next, no one heard. The only thing that the three of them heard was the sound of stone breaking and Bumblebee screaming. The minibot had used the building next to the fight as a ramp and launched himself at the monster.

And got eaten.

Didn't even have a tick to worry about it. The monster lit up like fireworks and shook before turning into ash, which covered the whole area plus the Autobots in the organic material. Blinded by the dust, Sentinel heard the sounds of metal hitting metal and familiar cries of pain.

"Bee! Gauge!" cried Bulkhead, dashing towards his two friends and kicking up the organic dust into the air.

Oh, it was disgusting. Sentinel shook in his rage and held back his revolt, twisting his tanks. The only bright side in all of this was it was over.

Marching up, Sentinel sneered as Bulkhead had scooped up the two smaller bots into his arms, happy that both were ok and in one piece. Didn't seem to care that his servo was lying on the ground beside him.

"So happy you're both ok! Don't scare me like that again!" sob Bulkhead.

"It's ok, big guy," said Bee, patting his friend. "Just stop squeezing us so tight."

"Oh right."

He released the two from his grip and dropped them to the ground. Ok, enough of all this good feeling slag, Sentinel marched over the three. He wanted to get back to the ship and get them all decontaminated about three times over.

"Alright, you slaggers! Transform and get your afts to the ship," demand Sentinel.

"What! Why? We just saved the day, can't we-"

"Nope, you three need to be completely decontaminated of all that organic filth that must have entered your systems, and you-" he said, turning to Bulkhead, "-Need to see Ratchet to repair your fragging servo."

"…Oh, right."

"So get moving!"

Not bothering to watch them off, Sentinel turned to face Prowl. The smaller bot didn't seem to be focusing more on the smaller organics that were off in the distance, that had been watching them the entire time.
"And you Prowl, we are going to have a serious talk about your disrespect of the chain of command here."

Prowl merely shrug as he looked up at Sentinel. The look on his face spoke volumes of the level of respect that he felt for the Prime at this moment and possibly since they had met, "I don't think it's important at all since I'm not one of your crew."

"Now see here! I agree to give you a lift to the nearest spaceport-"

"Which you failed to do. Now I find myself on an alien world and without a clue how to return to my mission. If anything, I should be complaining about you and how you run your crew like your own private dictatorship."

"W-W-W-Wha?"

Prowl didn't say anything else on the matter. He left Sentinel stewing there with his comments and transformed into his cycle form to head back into the ship. Sentinel stood there with a gobsmacked look on his face. A dictatorship? Him? He wasn't anything like that at all. He was a captain of a ship full of unruly bots. They needed someone in control. They wouldn't be anything without him. Yeah, he was the best thing to happen to them. They wouldn't know what to do with themselves.

Like right now, the three young bots hadn't moved from their spots, just sitting there and whispering to each other.

"What are you lagging for!? Get moving!"

The three stammered all different responses before diving into the water. Sighing, Sentinel transformed and followed on after them.

This whole thing was a disaster.

How could this get even worst?

Giant. Alien. Transforming. Robots.

Sari had met actual aliens. This was the most exciting day of her life! How many people can say that they met real aliens? Ok, a lot of people do, but how many of those people were telling the truth! How was she to know that chasing after Sparkplug for her card key would lead to such an adventure.

Bumblebee, the yellow one, had been the one that caught her when the giant flea monster had gotten a hold of her. He was the one that brought her to safety inside the parking building and fought off the police drones that attacked him. Then he used the building as a ramp and jumped into the monster to save the day. Just like in the movies.

Which he did since the monster turned to dust because of whatever Bumblebee had done.

Now, anyone sane would stay away. Just admire from afar and be done with it. Maybe go over to the police where Sair's dad was and see how he was doing. He must be worried sick about her. She should let him know she was ok and not follow the giant robot back to wherever he was going with his group.

Nope, Sari wasn't doing that. This was the coolest thing to happen, and there's no way she was going to let Bee disappear without knowing more. He and his friends were the most exciting thing to happen to her since…since forever! She made her way over to where he sat in his car form with his two other friends, the big green guy that looked like a SWAT truck and a new one that had a police car form.

The other two robots of the five didn't notice her as the robot with the big mouth and chin was busy yelling at the black and gold one.

"Bumblebee? Is that you?" she whispered, tapping his side door.

The yellow car shifted on his tires, and she swore she could see some kind of surprise expression, "Sari? Wha-"

"Oh my God! You were so cool! You just zoom up and then jump off the roof and-"

"Bee? Who are you talking to?"

"Oh! It's the little organic! Did you need help finding your robot owner?"

Sari blinked as the other two robot cars with Bumblebee notice her and started to talk too. What? "Robot owner? Do you mean Sparkplug? He's my robot pet."

"Huh, what?"

"What are you doing here, Sari? Shouldn't you be doing…whatever you do?" asked Bumblebee.

"I had to come over and say thank you for saving me, and I wanted to know more about you. Like who you are, where you guys are from, everything," explained Sari. "You have to let me come with you."

"I don't know if we should," said the green truck. "Sentinel won't like it."

"When does Sentinel like anything we do," the teal police car robot said.

"What are you lagging for!? Get moving!"

The giant chin robot was now yelling at them, and all four of them seem to straighten up a bit more. For a moment, Sari was scared that they would drive off and she wouldn't see them again. Not the case as Bumblebee open his door to her.

"Get in and be quiet ok," he said. "What that jerkhead doesn't know won't hurt him."

Grinning ear to ear, Sari hopped right on in.

Once he got clean and sanitized, Sentinel felt better. Going to his room, he wanted nothing more than to enter recharge and forget everything that has happened. It's hard to believe all the slag they all had been through the last few orbital cycles. Finding the Allspark, fighting off Decepticons and then landing on a strange organic world…This was the stuff of nightmares.

Sitting on his bed, Sentinel put his head into his hands and tried to hold back the sobs.

Why did everyone and everything hate him?

He only wanted was to be a hero. It's what he dreamed about since he was a youngling. To be like Ultra Magnus, beloved by everyone and hailed as a great mech. It's why he went to the Academy. Everything he did was to reach that goal.

But it never worked out.

Was it…Was it him?

No, it couldn't be that. No, it had to be some kind of curse or something!
Rubbing his face, Sentinel looked up and found his optics drifting to the one lone photo in his room. It was a stupid photo, but it was all he had left the happier times. A simple picture from those sunny Academy days with him, Elita-One and Optimus. It felt like those orbital cycles didn't happen sometimes.

How different things would have been if Optimus had stayed with them.

Everything would have been perfect if he just-

A long crashing sound and a series of screams cause that line of thought to stop. Dashing out of his quarters, Sentinel moved to the cargo hold. If things were normal, he wouldn't have been in such a rush.

But they had the Allspark.

That was still in the cargo hold.

"What the slag was that?" demand Ratchet, poking his head out of the medical bay.

"Three guesses," growled Sentinel, running and could see the bright light of the Allspark coming from the cargo bay. Oh nonononono!

The two Autobots skidded their way into the cargo and spotted the three young bots all sitting there around the Allspark. They seem to be equally surprised at the sight of Sentinel and Ratchet in the entrance, both of them pissed off at the trio.

Sentinel was about to yell at them until he noticed what stood in the middle of the trio.

Or who.

The anger switched over to panic as Sentinel took a few steps, almost crashing into Ratchet. "W-W-What is that thing doing on my ship!"

"Hey, I ain't a thing," stated the tiny organic on the ground.

"Ratchet, this is Sari, and she's a human that lives on this world," said Gauge with a smile on her face and acting as if she hadn't done anything wrong. "And you wouldn't believe-"

"Why is she here and not with her own kind?" demand Ratchet, pushing Sentinel to the side. "Even I can tell she a youngin' and no doubt her guardians have to be worried sick."

"Ahhhhhh…"

"It isn't their fault," the organic plead. "I asked to come. Besides, I'm sure my dad hasn't even noticed I am gone yet."

The look on Ratchet's face was one many guardians or creators' worth on their face before. A look that screamed 'I don't believe you for one tick'.

"I don't know what a 'dad' is, but if I were them and saw you getting toss around like Lobo ball, then I would be out of my processor with worry for your safety," said Ratchet. "Not to mention what are you all slagging doing in there. I thought we made this area out of bounds."

"Just giving Sari a little tour of the place," said Bumblebee. All four of them took on the edge of nervousness as if the next thing that would come out of their mouths wouldn't be good news.

"And you thought it would be a great idea to let an organic lifeform near the Allspark!" Sentinel shouted, finally finding his voice. "What were you thinking!? Do you know how many germs are on them! That they should spew acid from their mouths or worst! It could have contaminated the Allspark and destroy it forever! Which would be worst than the Decepticons getting their dirty servos all over it!"

"I don't know. I think it likes me," said the organic, taken to fiddling with a heavy key around her neck. "Even upgraded my key card into this niffy thing for some reason."

"WHAT!?"