Author's note/warning: Before reading this chapter, make sure you are comfortable and have some sustenance with you for this one – over 5,000 words people! Sorry but I had to do some background, explanation and setting up…. Hope you are still with me… Remember, story lines = in a blender. My take on things… hopefully you can just go with it. 😊 Also, I am fully aware that the ''science'' is questionable at best so any scientists/science lovers reading this remember - it is science FICTION - 'nuff said.

And now, here we go!

Chapter 152 – The Legend of the Chaos Bringer

Prime P.O.V

Phoenix spoke up. ''Um, what is Dark Energon exactly? I am assuming from your reactions it isn't good stuff.''

Jazz gave a loud chuckle and clapped his servos together. ''Ten points ta Phoenix!'' He shook his helm. ''It's mos' definitely NOT good stuff Phoenix an' tha fact it is here on Earth is somethin' ta be slaggin' worried about too.''

''How did it even get here Rachet? I mean even the Decepticons knew not to muck around with that stuff.'' Ironhide shifted on his pedes before he spoke again. ''And why is it in those horns? It makes no sense to me,'' Ironhide had growled out the last words, his confusion and worry evident.

::Well, I do have some theories…:: Rachet began to reply.

''Hang on Rachet!'' Phoenix shouted. ''Before you get to your theories on how it got here, will someone please bloody well tell me WHAT it bloody is?! It would certainly help me to understand what is going on and why you are all so – well - scared.'' Phoenix fixed her gaze on me, and I returned her stare, though said nothing at present. I was still wondering how to tell her.

Rachet's voice erupted from tha comms again. ::I'm sorry Phoenix. To put it in the simplest way possible, Dark Energon is the antithesis of Energon. While Energon is the very life blood that supports us and allows us to continue functioning, Dark Energon taints you and corrupts your spark. It gives the Transformer that ingests it amplified power, speed and strength, making them almost unstoppable. Yet at the same time, it tears at your sanity and makes you hyper aggressive to the point you become some crazed maniac, almost unrecognisable to your former self::

Phoenix's face had twisted into a shocked grimace. ''Well, that sounds horrible! Where does it come from? I mean, what is its source.'' Phoenix's look of horror had changed into one of curiosity. ''Surely it had to come from somewhere it didn't just appear one day, falling from the sky!'' Phoenix gave a small nervous laugh.

I ex-vented deeply. /She already knows of Unicron's existence. Perhaps now is the time she learned how he came to exist and, in turn, how Dark Energon came to be?/. I folded my arms and stared off into the space above her helm as I formed my response to her question. ''Phoenix, Dark Energon isn't just known as that - it goes by other names too.'' I turned my helm to face her, fixing her with a very serious stare. ''The Blood of Unicron and the Anti-Spark are two other terms given to it.'' At the mention of Unicron, Phoenix drew air through her intakes sharply. I noticed Jazz watching her carefully. /I'll bet my 2IC knows we know something/.

My gaze lingered on Phoenix for a moment before I looked away and began to pace about the training mat, trying to dispel some of my agitation of the previous subject matter and the one at hand. ''In my former life as Orion Pax, a data clerk in the Iacon Hall of Records, one of my duties, as well as pleasures, was to read and catalogue the ancient texts, data pads and tomes of Cybertron about our planet and our race's history.'' I stopped pacing a moment to glance briefly at Phoenix and then Ironhide and Jazz. ''I have long maintained that to know where you are going, you must first know where you have been. By understanding one's history, by learning from it, you are better prepared to build a stronger, brighter future.'' I gave a small derisive snort. ''Or at least that was what I had hoped to achieve when the title of ''Prime'' was placed upon me.''

I resumed my pacing. ''It was while reading and cataloguing all this information, I learned about and came across references to Dark Energon and what was believed to be its origins. Though there were minimal entries and references, they all indicated that Dark Energon came from an ancient and powerful being called Unicron. It was his lifeblood.''

I stopped and turned on my pedes to face Phoenix. ''Just as Energon, especially pure Energon, not just that obtained from other sources, is the blood and essence of our God Primus. The lifeblood of Primus nourishes us. It is life, it is a font of creation.'' I paused in my explanation as a small, sad smile spread across my dermas. ''It is everything that Unicron seeks to destroy with all his will. Where Primus brings life, Unicron thirsts for death and destruction.''

''But why is he so hell bent on destroying his brother? Why is he so determined to seek out and basically obliterate anything to do with him or anything that contains his essence?'' Phoenix gave a crooked smile. ''Was he not hugged enough as a child or something?''

::Or he was hugged too much!:: Rachet once again reminded us of his presence.

A small chuckle erupted from my dermas. ''No Phoenix, Rachet, nothing like that.'' I folded my arms across my chest once more. ''You see, the essence of Primus is like a thorn in Unicron's side, a major irritation, a poison as it is pure life. Unicron, being the Chaos Bringer and the anit-spark, seeks to destroy it and all who possess it wherever he senses it, so he may carry out his ruthless plan. Unicron will not be sated until his ultimate goal is attained.''

Jazz gave a snort, ''Somethin' tells me it ain't World Peace.''

I turned my attention to my 2IC and shook my helm once. ''No Jazz – quite the opposite. It is the end of all life, all things - the total destruction of the Universe.'' The gravity of my words hung heavy in the air and a stunned silence descended upon the small group.

I resumed pacing again, walking along the perimeter of the training mat. ''Since the dawn of time when the two powerful beings came to be,'' I stopped in my tracks glancing at them all pre-emptively, ''and before you ask, there are various beliefs as to how they came to be, some say the Allspark created Primus who in turn created us, some say there was an even more powerful God-like being called ''The One'' who created both Primus and Unicron as heralds.''

Phoenix opened her dermas to presumably ask a question and I raised my servo to silence her. ''The discussion as to their origin is perhaps not as pressing as our present predicament and a conversation that could perhaps be held later?'' Phoenix begrudgingly nodded and I continued in my explanations. ''Both the lifeblood of Unicron and Primus were spilled in an epic battle at the dawn of time.'' I had stopped pacing and stood apart from the group, my optics once again fixed on Phoenix to check she was following.

She was.

''In order to defeat this ancient enemy, who was the opposite of Primus, - Primus created the Thirteen original Primes. Together they helped Primus defeat, or at least subdue, Unicron.''

Ironhide gave a deep, dismissive grunt and a scowl formed on his face. ''Given no one has seen or heard of this Unicron for billions of years Prime, I'd say he was defeated. That is if he even truly existed at all.''

I turned to face my weapon's specialist, considering him carefully. Though Ironhide was older than I by a few million years, and had a wealth of knowledge, he had not been a ''scholar.'' Apart from some war stories an even older Autobot named Kup had forced upon him – and many others – Ironhide would not have been aware of the most ancient tales, myths and histories of our planet and our race. Ironhide would have thought he had no need of such knowledge as a soldier. I smiled gently at my old friend. ''Though it may seem somewhat unbelievable Ironhide, I assure you, Unicron did indeed exist.'' I hesitated a moment longer. ''In fact, I believe he exists still. Just because you cannot see something with your own optics, does not mean it does not exist.'' I had not told them directly about my concerns over Unicron's return, but I had alerted them to the possibility of his existence. /One thing at a time/.

Ironhide gave a low, irritated growl but said nothing in retaliation, choosing to instead walk over and lean against one of the walls near the various weapons used for training exercises.

''So, Optimus…'' Phoenix seemed to ignore our exchange and continued her search for information. Her optical ridge furrowed as she tried to thread her way through the information. ''circling back to our original question, how did his blood, that Dark Energon stuff, get here? I mean that battle,'' Phoenix cast a quick glance towards Ironhide, ''if it did take place, we are talking billions of years ago aren't we?'' Phoenix looked incredulous.

::Affirmative Phoenix:: Rachet's voice burst to life over the comms again. ::That was my other finding I had to report. My initial tests to determine the age of the specimen Ironhide and Jazz took from the horn confirms that the horns… now hold on to your afts here everyone. The horns that have ''appeared'' on this planet in the past six years or so, are actually almost as old as the planet itself!::

Phoenix made some sort of strangled gasp of shock. ''You are shitting me Rachet! That's like over 6 billion years old.''

Ironhide scowled towards me and, in essence, towards Hatchet. ''How is that even possible Rachet? That defies logic!'' He pushed off the wall and stalked back towards us like a dark thunder cloud.

I shook my helm. ''Not entirely Ironhide, though it is indeed difficult to believe,'' I once again approached the group. ''Those accounts I referred to before also mentioned that following that battle, the blood of Unicron, and also that of Primus, became part of the matter of the Universe. As the Universe expanded it took with it the very lifeblood that had been shed by both Primus and Unicron.''

''Hang on a fraggin' second Prime!'' Jazz waved his servos to signal a time out. ''Ya mean ta tell me that tha blood of Unicron and Primus are in everythin' in tha Universe?''

::Not exactly everything Jazz, but it is plausible that it is in some things in the universe:: Rachet had once again taken up the narrative as he had the greater understanding of science amongst us. ::You see, according to human scientists, the universe began to form over 13 billion years ago from what they called, ''The Big Bang''::

''Oh yeah! I vaguely remember something about that from science classes back when I was in high school,'' Phoenix spoke up as she nodded her helm before a sheepish look descended upon her face. ''While I love looking at my stars and wondering about the vastness of space, I never really understood it that much back then. Besides, I was too interested in trying to gain the attention of a certain bo..'' Phoenix froze for a moment, as if she had been caught red-handed doing something she shouldn't have, and her gaze flicked away from mine. I raised an optical ridge at her and tilted my helm in silent request she finish her sentence. She made a coughing sound and ignored my request. ''Anyway, you were saying Rachet?''

Rachet gave a frustrated sigh at being interrupted for something so trivial before he continued. ::Well, in the billions of years that followed that moment, gravity caused gas and dust from that explosion to form galaxies, stars, planets, and more. The matter that spread out from that initial explosion, developed into everything in the universe, which in theory, could explain how the lifeblood of Unicron, and even Primus, in the form of Dark Energon and Eenergon respectively, came to be here::

Rachet paused a moment. ::Though the amounts of Dark Energon that could possibly have eventually become part of what we know as Earth today, should be infinitesimal really. Certainly not enough to generate the readings both Jazz and Ironhide recorded and were contained in the specimen from the horn themselves:: There was a loud sigh through the comm line as Rachet ex-vented his confusion and frustration.

''While I guess what you just said sort of makes some sense Rachet, about how Dark Energon came to be here, it doesn't explain though how those HORNS formed?'' Phoenix had once again resumed her pacing as she continued to process everything. I watched her with both interest and concern.

''Yeah, thas right 'Hatchet.'' Jazz pipped up again and I just managed to suppress a small smirk at his use of Rachet's hated nickname. I could almost feel Rachet's glare towards my second through the comm. ''I mean even if there are lil' traces of Unicron's blood here SOMEHOW, how did that blood, that Dark Energon, that is BILLIONS of years old, suddenly sprout up in tha form of six massive metallic horns a few short years ago?'' Jazz threw his servos up in the air in mock surrender. ''I mean - come on Man! Thas' jus' slaggin' unbelievable!''

::I KNOW Jazz!:: Rachet's voice boomed over the comm, his annoyance at his own lack of answers consuming him. ::There must be some other explanation. We just haven't worked it out or made the connection - yet::

''But we will Rachet,'' I reassured my medic and my friend as I could sense the situation degenerating into a verbal slanging match. I turned my helm towards Jazz and Ironhide. ''We must double our efforts in..''

The sound of the large metallic door sliding open stilled my voice momentarily, before I saw the flash of pink and white as Elita moved into the room once again. She didn't wait to reach the group standing in the middle of the room before she spoke. ''Prime, I have just had confirmation via Colonel Lennox of the human scientists' initial findings.''

I nodded my helm for her to continue and Rachet's voice crackled over the comm ::And? What did their tests indicate Elita? How old do they believe the specimen to be?:: There was an edge to his voice as he waited to see if the humans had discovered the seemingly impossible conclusion he had.

Elita came to stand before us, placing her servos on her hips. ''You aren't going to believe this, but the human's initial studies indicate the specimen given to them is billions of years old.'' She shook her helm in amazement. ''I mean, can you believe it?''

I nodded. ''Actually Elita, I do believe it. Rachet just made the same observation and assessment prior to your arrival.'' I refrained from ''sighing'' out loud. /So, it is almost undeniable – the Chaos Bringer –he is the one the Matrix is warning me about/.

Elita's dermas dropped in shock. ''Ahh well. There you go!'' She shifted her stance and quirked an optic ridge towards me. ''I don't suppose you worked out what why the energon readings were so different have you Rachet?''

::I have actually Elita. It's Dark Energon:: Rachet's matter of fact reply shocked me as Ironhide was usually the one to be so direct.

Elita's dermas parted in shock, a look of concern flashing across her face. ''By Primus, that is NOT good. Do you know how it got here?''

I nodded once more and again folded my arms across my chest and shifted on my pedes. ''We have discussed a theory as to how the Dark Energon may have gotten here, along with giving Phoenix'', I cast a quick glance and smile in her direction, which she returned, ''a quick history lesson on where Dark Energon came from. We just haven't uncovered the link between that and how the horns came to be here. We were just discussing that when you arrived.''

Elita folded her arms across her chest in mirror image to me, ''Well, any ideas anyone?''

There was a small ''coughing'' noise off to my left and Phoenix stepped forward. ''If I may, I have two suggestions. One of which I know seems outright stupid.''

::Oh well, this should be entertaining!:: Rachet's voice erupted from the comms once more. ::By all means Phoenix, enlighten us!:: There was a playful and teasing tone in his voice which was rarely heard from the gruff medic who usually spoke sarcastically and dismissively to most. Though Phoenix glowered towards the sound of his voice, I knew she cared deeply for Rachet and the two had a strong friendship.

''Don't mind if I do Rachet!'' Phoenix placed her servos on her hips and shifted her weight on her pedes. ''Well, to be honest, this just occurred to me having listened to all that you have told me about Unicron and Dark Energon and I had a thought, some sort of connection if you will.'' She fixed her gaze on me. ''The Seed.''

Rachet gave an indignant snort through the comms. ::The Seed? What of it Phoenix?::

Once again, she glared in irritation at the disembodied voice of our medic, though she said nothing. ''Well, we all know that The Seed was capable of being detonated within the Earth, effectively transforming all organic matter within the blast vicinity to your elemental metals – transformium. And we know that at some stage in Earth's past a Seed, or multiple Seeds were detonated given KSI's mining of it. Correct?''

I tilted my helm as I tried to follow her line of thought and there was a moment's silence down the comm. ''Yes Phoenix, that is correct. Though what that has to do with the appearance of the horns, I am not quite sure I follow.'' I shuttered my optics as I held her gaze.

''Phoenix, you tryin' ta say that one of those Seed thingys was dropped here millions of years ago by some random an' it somehow made tha horns an' then laid dormant for – oh I don't know – six billions years or so until somethin' triggered it?'' Jazz scoffed. ''Phoenix, I'm not quite sure your idea is outright stupid, but more plain slaggin' crazy mate!''

Ironhide grunted, ''I hate to admit it Phoenix, but it does seem rather slagging far-fetched.''

Phoenix shook her helm and groaned. ''No, no, no! I don't mean one of those Seeds. But what if, what if there was another type of Seed.'' Phoenix turned to face me. ''Prime, you said Unicron IS a God, a powerful entity hell bent on the destruction of everything in the Universe – and especially anything to do with the Matrix and Primus.''

I found myself slowly nodding my helm. ''Yes Phoenix. I did say that.'' I unfolded my arms from my chest and clenched my servos by my sides. ''What are you trying to say?'' A small pulse from the Matrix spread out through my body.

Phoenix's face lit up as she pointed a digit at me several times. 'You said Unicron seeks to destroy the essence of Primus and all who possess it wherever he senses it, so he can carry out his ruthless plan which is, ya know, the end of all life and everything as we know it.'' A smile spread slowly across her face as she looked around the room at everyone gathered, her gaze coming to rest on me. ''Well, what if since that epic battle and Unicron was effectively ''defeated'', what if he scoured the entire Universe, searching for any sign or trace of his mortal enemy and his essence so he might vanquish them forever?'' Phoenix had raised an optic ridge towards me, silently asking if I followed what she was saying.

''Go on Phoenix, continue.'' My deep voice rumbled slowly and again; the Matrix pulsed within my chest. It was not the same as back in this very room over a week ago, it was different. A gentle pulse, a quiet recognition.

Phoenix once again cast her gaze around the room, encouraging everyone to hear out what she was proposing, as crazy as it sounded. ''Guys, what if in order to alert him to the presence of Primus' life blood or whoever possessed it, what if Unicron visited thousands of planets, leaving behind something that would let him know if that planet, or its inhabitants, ever somehow came to pose a threat to him?''

My spark stopped functioning for a moment as I followed her train of thought. What felt like a bolt of electricity tore through me. Slowly, ever so slowly, a tiny thought began to drift through my processor. /Could it be true? Perhaps she is right?/.

''While that does sorta make some sense Phoenix, accordin' ta Prime's recount of Unicron, he was not one ta leave a planet untouched in his quest. He would'a more than likely destroyed it rather than ear marked it for a future holiday destination!'' Jazz gave a chuckle and shook his head.

Phoenix rolled her optics at Jazz and began to pace, gesturing wildly as she animatedly continued to explain her theory. ''Well maybe he did destroy a lot of them but come on - how many are there in the Universe!?'' She glanced about the group. ''Come on Guys! Think about it! It just occurred to me. Thinking back over what you all have just told me, from what Rachet has told us about the specimen from the horn and from what you Prime,'' she stabbed her digit almost accusingly towards me again, ''have told me about how Sam got the Matrix back. This planet has been visited by your race before. But what if it had been visited LONG before that? Like billions of years ago?''

She folded her arms across her chest and the corners of her dermas curved up into a half smile. ''What if HE was the one who planted his own version of a Seed? Only one that didn't transform organic matter into your elemental material, but one that detected pure Energon in the form of Primus' spark contained in your Matrix Prime - and alerted Unicron to the fact so he could see to its eradication!?'' Phoenix scoffed, ''I mean, didn't you say that they seemed to appear after Optimus used it to awaken Sentinel?''

::We did Phoenix, that is true:: Rachet responded as I continued to process her suggestion. There was no good-natured teasing or condescension in his voice now.

Elita smiled at Phoenix. ''Well, as seemingly farfetched as your theory sounds Phoenix, it does explain the presence of both the Dark Energon and the horns.''

::That's right!:: Rachet's voice, which had previously sounded frustrated at his lack of an explanation, now brightened. ::They contain his CNA, his lifeforce!::

''You mean to tell me you think Phoenix's stupid idea is not so stupid after all Rachet?'' Ironhide sounded unconvinced.

::While I admit it does sound crazy Ironhide, so too is the appearance of these horns. I guess all avenues must explored and, there is some merit to Phoenix's explanation, though further scientific exploration of the finer details is needed::

''Rachet, didn't we suggest that the horns, much like Sentinel's pillars, could possibly be used as some sort of Space Bridge? That perhaps that was their intended use? Did you manage to investigate the possibility of that?'' Ironhide questioned.

''We did Ironhide, and no I have not had the chance to thoroughly explore that possibility as yet,'' there was a slight glimmer of annoyance in Rachet's voice.

''Well, as of now Rachet, that is your primary concern.'' I spoke for the first time since encouraging Phoenix to explain her theory. I looked around the room into the faces of my soldiers, my team, my friends. ''If what Phoenix proposes is true, if those horns are anything to do with Unicron and if they have indeed somehow alerted him to the presence of the Matrix on Earth, then we must act swiftly to prepare for his imminent arrival.''

''Prime,'' Jazz spoke up. ''Do YOU believe what Phoenix says is true? Do YOU believe that Unicron is the threat that Galvatron spoke of to Phoenix?'' The tone in my Second's voice was very serious. I felt all optics look in my direction.

I found myself nodding my helm slowly. ''I do Jazz. On both counts.'' There was a collective gasp from all but Phoenix. She simply sent me a knowing and sympathetic smile.

''But how can you be sure? ARE you sure?'' Ironhide took a step towards me, his servos clenched by his side, his optics searched mine.

I ex-vented deeply. ''The Matrix. It spoke to me. It sent me a warning. A warning I believe to pertain to Unicron's return. It warned me of the Chaos Bringer, of horns and that he was coming. That our greatest enemy was coming.''

''Well! That sounds pretty slaggin' conclusive ta me! No need for ya science Rachet, if the Matrix itself said that ta Prime, I think it's pretty safe ta say it's gonna happen.'' While Jazz could always be relied upon to lighten any tense situation with humour, there was none to be found in his comment.

::Although it does sound like a rather forgone conclusion, it is not for certain is it Optimus?:: Rachet's voice held a sliver of hope in it. ::So, until we know for absolute certain what and who we are facing, I see no point in descending into despair and certainly no telling our human allies, not yet anyway! No need to panic them unnecessarily::

I found myself smiling at my old friend even though he wasn't in the room. For millions of years, prior to being lucky enough to find Phoenix, Rachet, and Ironhide, had been my sounding boards, my anchors and my sanity. ''No Rachet, there is not on either count. I agree.''

Elita spoke up once more, ''So how DO we find out for certain what we are facing? How do we learn if it truly IS Unicron that threatens us?''

Once again there was a small cough and all optics turned to face Phoenix who had remained silent as everyone digested her theory. ''Well, Elita. That was my other suggestion.''

I felt the Energon in my lines freeze and then boil and I closed my optics in preparation for what she was about to suggest. /There is no escaping this is there?/.

''And that would be?'' Elita arched an expectant optic ridge towards her.

Before she could reply, Jazz spoke up. ''Well Elita, Phoenix here plans ta defect ta tha Decepticons and try ta learn what Galvatron knows seein' as it was him that first mentioned tha possibility of this enemy we now believe ta be Unicron. Phoenix thinks he may even be in league with him somehow.''

Elita's face reflected how I had first felt when Phoenix divulged her plan. Her dermas dropped open in shock momentarily before they slammed shut and her optics narrowed. I could tell a range of emotions tore through her. After a moment, in a quiet voice, she addressed Phoenix. ''You think you can do this Phoenix? You think you can survive being among them?''

Phoenix's gaze hardened and she straightened herself up to her full height. Her voice, when she spoke, was firm though respectful. ''Elita,'' ''while I appreciate your concern and I respectfully acknowledge the foundation of those fears, I do not take this lightly and I go into this knowing full well what may happen.''

Elita scoffed at her, ''You know nothing of what awaits you!'' She whipped her helm to me. ''And you are going to let her do this?'' Her optics flashed angrily as pain and memories came rushing back. ''You weren't there to stop me from being tortured and abused,'' I flinched and a small groan passed my dermas, ''but you're slagging well here now for her! DON'T LET HER DO IT PRIME!'' Elita's frame was trembling as the force of her emotions consumed her.

I closed my optics for a moment, seeking brief respite, willing myself to find my centre. After a moment, I opened my optics again and to my surprise, my voice was calm and even. A stark contrast to the tempest that raged inside me. ''Elita, believe me I share your concerns and fears and I do not want Phoenix to do this anymore than you do.'' Elita seemed to relax slightly and closed her optics in relief. ''However,'' I began to speak again, and her optics flew open immediately, narrowing dangerously. ''As it has been pointed out to me by several bots in this room, if Phoenix is able to succeed in her mission, we stand to gain the upper hand against the Decepticons and Unicron. We might stand a chance.''

Elita's voice was cold and harsh. 'And if she doesn't Prime? What then?''

I did not lower my gaze from Elita's piercing optics. ''Then once again Elita, I will have to shoulder the burden of my many mistakes.'' Elita's gaze softened slightly. I turned to face Phoenix who sent me a reassuring smile. ''But I am choosing to have faith Elita. I am choosing to believe that Phoenix will not fail and that she will return to us unharmed.'' I turned back towards Elita who nodded ever so imperceptibly. ''I am choosing to believe that, because the alternative does not bear thinking.''

''And, if I might add,'' Phoenix spoke once more, her voice softer though no less determined, ''the threat of Unicron, to me, seems a far more devastating consequence than the Decepticons. For what he can do affects all of us – all life on Earth and Earth itself.'' Phoenix walked over to Elita and gently placed a servo on her arm and, although Elita tensed she did not object. Phoenix smiled softly at her and my spark ached. ''As you well know yourself having bravely and selflessly led your Autobot femmes Elita, the needs of the many, outweigh the needs of the few…''

''Or the needs of the one,'' Elita finished. She gave Phoenix a small smile and squeezed her servo. Elita ''sighed''. ''Well, I still don't like it but I guess it has to happen.''

''So….'' Jazz ventured cautiously. ''Does this mean Phoenix is temporarily trading in her Autobot insignia? Is she a go for ''Operation Sneaky Bastard?'' Jazz's dermas curved up into a cheeky grin.

Phoenix laughed, ''I like it Jazz! Has a nice ring to it.''

Though a small part of me screamed in anger and fear, I knew I had to find the strength to release that fear and let Phoenix carry out her plan. Many lives depended on it. /It is what a Prime should do. It is what I would do if I had to/. I found myself slowly nodding my helm as the words were wrenched from my dermas. ''Yes Jazz. She is.''