AN: I only own my OCs. (As much as they would like to disown me sometimes. XD )

Lizzie: *angrily* Well great, this story just started and I am going to die. Well, hope Paul can fix all this crap by himself.

Authoress: *calming*Please calm down Lizzie. It isn't guaranteed that you are dead yet. Your odds might not be the greatest but not definite death.

Lizzie: *sarcastic* Thanks Authoress. You are so great at making people feel better. *marches out*

Authoress: *sighs* I can't please anyone can I?

Ch. 1: Falling Darkness

Lizzie's 1st P.O.V.

…I was really going to kill Paul. Seriously. After my meeting with the twins, which was actually pretty nice after they…surprised me with their drop from the ceiling, they had decided to give me a special tour of the Nemesis through their point of view. That meant walking through a lot of the vents. I was kind of glad that they were showing me these paths. My original thoughts had been that I might have use of them later while avoiding Megatron until my stay on the ship could be broken to him easily. I figured that Starscream and Soundwave were going to try and tell Megatron about me.

…Yeah, that was definitely not the case here.

"How did this vermin arrive on our ship since we are traveling through the air?" Megatron growled as he started to warm up his fusion cannon. Well, this wasn't getting any better.

Glancing at Starscream for a second, I realized that I was going to have to start this conversation going in the right direction. Yep. Even though it was in a different sense then what I originally made up the nickname, Starscream was still a robot chicken. I had to get this fragging thing moving so I wouldn't become blown to bits. Thankfully, the twins had told me about Megatron during their tour and so I could pull something off. "I…I'm not sure sir." I hated that I stuttered but it was the best that I could pull off right now and still keep myself composed.

A shiver travelled down my spine as Megatron narrowed his optics at me. Honestly, he looked about ten times to the tenth power more terrifying then I ever imagined him when I would write my stories…and I usually made him more scary than the show for those.

Thankfully, my temporary guardian known as Soundwave stepped forward and showed Megatron the footage of the empty hall that I ended up in and we all got to watch as I suddenly appeared unconscious. Great. My hair was a disaster. …Anyways, Soundwave then showed Megatron battle schematics that kind of reminded me of playing a fantasy version of Risk that I used to play with my mom and had some models move across it.

"Yes, as Soundwave points out, the Autobots will be less likely to attack us since the Autobot Cliffjumper saw the human during his failed infiltration of the Nemesis and he is sure to report her presence to Optimus." And it was at that point that I found myself falling deeper into shock as Starscream and Soundwave…in a way, defended me against Megatron. I had to be dreaming. Hopefully, I wouldn't wake up.

A growl coming from Megatron had Starscream stepping back slightly and five of us in the room waited on edge for Megatron's final verdict on my presence here. Of course, I was pretty sure that none of them were more nervous than myself. They all had current value to the Decepticon cause. I on the other hand had no such cushioning. So, I had to just hope that Megatron was in a decent enough mood to let me continue being a solid piece of meat…and living meat at that.

The relief I felt reminded me of a cold wash of water when Megatron slowly powered down his cannon as he stared at me. "Very well." Megatron started while staring at me. "For the time being, you may be allowed to live aboard the Nemesis. However, we will not change our routines for you human. If you so happen to end up underneath our pedes, you will cease to exist and there will be no sorrow for your destruction."

Well…that was making me aware of my situation very quickly.

But, I figured that I should probably answer his outline of my life for the foreseeable future. "Thank you. I am very grateful." And I was dead serious. But, the look that Megatron was giving me showed me that he was annoyed with my answer.

Thankfully, before he could say anything about it, the twins grabbed my arms before Rumble said, "We'll go show her around some more. Let Lizzie know where she is allowed to go and what is considered no go." Then, to my grateful thanks, the two of them pulled me out of the room.

It wasn't until the doors closed behind the three of us and we were down the hall somewhat that I finally let out the breath that I was holding. "That…that…" I couldn't even get more than one word out at the moment I was still in shock from my brush with death.

Rumble shook his helm and said, "Femme, I'm pretty sure that you are one of the luckiest beings alive. Not only did 'Screamer decide to help you, but Megatron is letting you live for now. You can bet I'm glad that the boss is watching you. Maybe we can get some luck from you. We've been trying to prank 'Screamer for the past thirty solar cycles but we haven't had any luck. Maybe you can be lucky for us?"

"Yeah. Maybe if I live long enough." I responded to them hesitantly. I wasn't normally a hesitant person but I would be lying through my teeth if I even tried to say that Megatron hadn't shaken me to my core. Primus I was still slightly shaking.

Speaking of Primus, that god had better be reading for an aft kicking when I was finally able to get my hands on him. I probably hadn't even been here for a day and I already had my life threatened more times than I cared for. Now, I just had to make sure that I could survive this until I could communicate with Paul and share with him everything that was going on. I was sure that changing a lot of show time line things would really mess with everything.

I flinched when I felt Rumble lightly tap my shoulder. "Hey, I bet you will live at least another thirty solar cycles." He then let out a laugh with Frenzy.

While I had a feeling that they were trying to cheer me up, saying that they were giving me a month to live was not exactly 'comforting'. "Thanks."

Hey…sarcasm works in many situations to calm someone down. This was a beginning.

Starscream's 1st P.O.V.

Primus had to be looking over that human. As I now followed behind Lord Megatron, I realized that he could have very well obliterated the human before any of us were able to speak up in defense of keeping her online. That in itself was impressive and then to take it even further and allowing her to live? Well, I had to say that human was very lucky indeed.

However, there were still some questions that I had about the human's arrival on this ship. Our security is highly advanced and can detect if the Autobots would even try and come aboard our ship. It also has high defense against any sort of teleportation used to enter the base. Yet, this human just ended up appearing unconscious in the middle of the Nemesis. No sign of her arrival even evident on our scanners. Cybertronian scanners couldn't detect what had allowed the human to bypass our defenses and it was that, combined with her unconscious state when she arrived, that caused me to hesitate in questioning her.

While I could see that she had some confidence in her, I was at least glad to see that she had some fear in her during that confrontation with Megatron. The human seemed to realize that she was best served being subservient to Megatron.

Plus, she looked very terrified as it was. Once the air around here calmed down a little, I would see if she was alright. She was just a human youngling after all. Suddenly being in a new place surrounded by, what to her, were alien beings, would be a little jarring. After Lord Megatron showed me what he was able to accomplish during his time in deep space, I would send Soundwave a message to check on the human femme.

"Starscream." I immediately paid attention as Lord Megatron started to address me. It wasn't a good habit to ignore him during these times. "I am sure you are aware, but since I have returned I will now issue the commands."

I twitched slightly at the implication that I was unfit to command but let it slide…since he did let the human live. "I understand, Lord Megatron." This now seemed like the right time to ask about Megatron's army that he was supposed to be locating among the stars. "Then as your humble servant, shall I ready the space bridge to bring forth the Decepticon army you have surely gathered during your three years in space."

Lord Megatron stayed quiet for a nano-click as we entered one of the storage rooms. Inside, I was surprised to see a large chunk of a crystalized substance that seemed to glow a menacing purple color. "My army will come." Megatron finally started to answer me. "However, my time away has yielded a more…intriguing means of materializing them."

How was he supposed to do that? There was no faster way to bring a large army of soldiers here to Earth except through the space bridge. "How can that be?" I questioned him.

Megatron glared at me through the corner of his optics before he then pulled off a small sliver of the purple crystal and explaining. "The solidified form of the matter the ancient texts refer to as the Blood of Unicron."

My optics widened at the idea of what Megatron was holding, and what he had brought onto the ship. This was… "Unicron the Destroyer." I commented while studying the crystalized substance. "But it is said that his blood is the anti-spark."

"Plucked from cosmic shores…gaze upon dark energon!" Megatron finished as he held the shard that he had taken out for…well I wasn't sure why he took it out.

Keeping a wary optic on the dark energon, I spoke. "Legend says that it holds the power to…revive the dead." Glancing at Megatron, I was now nervous at what he intended to do with the dark energon. There were not enough historical texts about the substance and I feared that it would be too risky to employ amongst our own troops.

"During my travels, I tested the substance on Cybertronian cadavers I came across." Megatron started as he continued to gaze upon the substance. "However, I have seen this power born of darkness reignite a spark. The spark itself does not come back fully online. Instead, a crazed shell of the previous Cybertronian is brought into existence and attacks anything it sees brutally and completely. It will not follow orders."

I…I couldn't believe what my audios were hearing. Did Megatron really want an army of out of control monsters near our soldiers? "That's your plan? To bring Cybertronian's back from the dead to attack, not only the Autobots, but us as well?"

However it seems as if our glorious leader needed his audios checked for he said nothing about my comment. "Here lies the indestructible seed to my army…the ultimate weapon…once I learn to control it." Right. There was no way to control something that was born of the Blood of Unicron. We Cybertronians…no matter what affiliation, ran on energon. Our very lifeblood did not allow us to even hope to control anything comprised of its counter substance called dark energon.

I had to get him away from here before our Lord and Master decided to do something…ill-advised. "Maybe you should take a break my Lord." I started, motioning to the door. "I worry that too much contact with the dark energon might allow its properties to adversely affect you."

Instead of agreeing with me, or yelling and still agreeing, I was surprised when Megatron responded me calmly. "Or perhaps, Starscream, I have not permitted myself enough…contact." He then looked down at the shard of dark energon in his servo and I realized exactly what he was planning.

I couldn't let this go unchallenged no matter what he did to me in response. "Wait! Lord Megatron! No! Not your spark chamber!" Megatron was out of his processor! "You do not know what it will do!"

However, I knew that I could not physically stop Megatron from doing this so, instead, I found myself rooted by my pedes in shock. Once he did this, everything about our cause was going to change…and I doubted that it would be for the better. But, when Megatron got this way, there was nothing that any of us could do to…

"Wait!"

The shrill high tone and fear in the voice that yelled that actually caused Megatron to pause in his movements and for the both of us to turn toward a now open vent on the right side of the room and we both saw the human sitting there with wide optics…eyes they were called by the humans, both Rumble and Frenzy staring at her in surprise.

Megatron's 1st P.O.V.

What was going on? One nano-click ago, I was ready to plunge this shard of dark energon into my spark. To become whole with the dark substance to control an army of the undead no matter what it might cost me. No one should have been able to stop me. Not when my processor was that set on what I wanted to do.

Yet, at the yell of the vermin femme, my servo hesitated and I found the shard to be a sliver away from piercing my spark chamber. Why had I stopped at the human's yell? I didn't even stop when my second in command yelled at me to stop. But, one word from the human femme had me stopping. It must be because her voice was one that I did not have recognized yet and my instincts told me to observe it.

As confusing as the cause of my halted actions were, I now found myself coming out of an almost nightmare like state. Would this dark energon really help my troops in our fight against the Autobots? Or was this something to further along my personal self and make me even stronger? This wasn't what the Decepticon cause fought for. I might be its leader, but this cause was not to further my own personal goals. I was to lead my followers against the Autobots and those that they stood for; the council.

Focusing back on the human standing at the edge of the open vent, I found my processor dragging up a memory from my very distant past. A memory from when the war was still in its infancy solar cycles. The city-state of Vos had been almost completely destroyed and I had personally gone, along with other Decepticons, to find any survivors.

Flashback

The scent of burning metal and energon assaulted my sense of smell as I walked through the devastated remains of the Royal Court of Vos. My pedesteps echoed around a room that had once been filled with debating politicians that would quibble while their ruler, Lord Skyscream would observe all that happened with a keen optic. His bonded mate, Lady Firecracker, would sometimes be seen standing by his side with soft optics helping calm the atmosphere in the room.

A few times in the past, I had been a guest in this once great hall and now, seeing it reduced to rubble along with the smoldering chassis of the mechs and femmes that would actively partake in the court made my spark constrict in anger. While the cause of the attack was still to be determined, I knew who was responsible; the council. While Vos was still a neutral in the civil war between my Decepticons and the council's Autobots, it was no secret that Vos' favor laid with my Decepticons.

It seemed that, now, the council decided to strike back.

This attack came without warning, nothing was done to warn Vos of the incoming attack. Unfortunately, the council had been too quiet about this attack and, by the time my Decepticons learned of it, the attack had already been launched. We were able to make one call to the Vosnian court but, it came clicks too late. My Decepticons have recorded the first nano-clicks of the bombing before the audio went quiet. Now, I searched for any survivors in the wreckage.

It was the small sound of scrapping metal that caused me to become alert and look around. There was somebot else here. That metal scrapping was too loud for it to be anything else besides another Cybertronian. So, I had to proceed with caution. From the direction of the sound, I knew that whoever it was had to be somewhere behind Lord Skyscream's previous throne. Unfortunately, I knew it was previous because Skyscream's chassis could be made out against one of the walls with holes torn through it, his bondmate's right next to it.

Once I made my way behind the throne, I saw that there was an opening that was exposed in the wall behind it. It was probably forced slightly open due to the explosion. I knew that, whoever was on the other side of the door, was probably shaken from the bombings that had leveled most of the once stunning city-state. I had to proceed cautiously. So, once I arrived at the exposed opening, I carefully pushed open the door.

The scene before me was not what I was expecting.

Against the far wall was a heavily injured dark purple and black seeker youngling. He had a piece of shrapnel stuck in his side and there were scrapes scattered on his chassis as well as a knot on his helm. I was surprised that the seeker was conscious. In front of him, and with two blasters pointed directly at me, was an almost identical seeker who looked a little older than the injured mech. The one on the defense was blue in color with yellow highlights and his red optics were hard as they stayed on me. Next to him, however, was a silver youngling who looked a little older than the injured one but younger than the one on the defense and it was his reaction that caused me to hesitate in my walk. His red optics showed fear. It was fear of the unknown and what I was going to do. While I was aware of the blue one aiming his blasters at me, I knew that I had to be cautious when talking to these three. The silver one reminded me that they had just survived a bombing and were confused and hurt.

"I am only here to help you. Allow me to take you to my base where my medics can heal you." While I was talking, I realized that the three of them looked familiar and it was only after I finished that I realized why.

"Talk is cheap." The blue one snapped at me. "What guarantee can you give me that you are going to let us walk away without any cables attached?"

These three…they were the only three, and now surviving, creations of Lord Skyscream and Lady Firecracker. I had never met the three seekerlings before, however I had heard of them from both creators during our talks over the past stellar cycles.

I looked to the three younglings again, and more at the silver one who still looked on in fear at me…watched every move that I made with wide optics. This reminded me that I had to be careful with how I spoke to them. That little one would remember this solar cycle for millennia to come and I had no doubt that it would help change him into whatever sort of bot he would become. "I can promise that you will be healed, and that you will not be forced into joining my Decepticons. Also, I promise that you will not be used against each other by me or my Decepticons at any point after this discussion no matter what your choice."

While the blue seekerling continued to study me with a glare, the expression on the silver seekerling was what told me that the tide of the conversation had changed. Slowly, the silver seekerling's faceplate turned from one of fear to one of slight hope.

End of flashback.

That silver youngling had been Starscream after the destruction of Vos those millions of stellar cycles ago along with his brothers who he eventually formed a seeker trine with. That had been my first meeting with the silver seeker and I would have never guessed where that meeting would have landed the two of us this solar cycles.

Speaking of this solar cycle, I brought myself back to the present and glanced at the shard of dark energon in my servo. With that memory now fresh in my processor, I realized that this was the wrong path to take. My army was not made of mindless monsters and never should be. We were the oppressed of Cybertron that was fighting back against an oppressive and corrupt council ruling system. I could not allow myself to soil the Decepticon fight with a cheat escape with dark energon.

Glancing up at the human, who was still staring at me with those fear filled organic eyes that had stopped my actions, I was reaffirmed in what I needed to do. So, I got on my comm link with Soundwave. "Soundwave, open a space bridge to Earth's sun." It wasn't long before the blue vortex appeared before me. I knew that my next action was a risk, but I could not jeopardize my remaining troops due to a type of energon that I had seen the unstable effects of first servo. Thankfully, while I had been going with the dark energon for the first part of revitalizing my army, it was not my only solution.

"Lord Megatron," I turned to Starscream and gave him a hard look. He was on thin metal with me as it was due to allowing the organic to live in the first place…no matter how helpful she may or may not become. "what is your decision?"

While it was really none of his business, I decided to say my plans aloud anyways. "I have decided that I do not need this dark energon to make my Decepticons great. What we need are live soldiers who will fight for our cause." I then picked up all of the dark energon in my possession and only hesitated for a nano-click before throwing it through the bridge. After a few clicks of all of us waiting, Soundwave sent me a confirmation that the dark energon I had gathered was now destroyed. "It is done." I said aloud.

When I heard an audible sigh, I glanced up at the vent and saw that the human femme looked relieved. If I did need to use her, I hopped this allowed her to trust me slightly more. It would make manipulating her easier later on.

"My Lord," Starscream again started. "without the dark energon, what are your plans?"

"My plans are simple Starscream." I began while walking toward the doors. "The Decepticons have spent too much time wondering down this path toward destruction. We initially started our fight to protect the rights of all Cybertronians and that is where we will return. I will ensure that the Decepticons can thrive in the cosmos and will take down any and all that stand in my way…no matter how big or small." I then walked past Starscream and toward the now open door. But, before I passed through it, I glanced back. "We will amass our army here and take out those who stand against us once and for all."

Paul's 1st P.O.V.

"Since you now know of our existence, I fear that as of last night, the Decepticons know of yours." Optimus explained to us. The kids had started to get a little bored at base and had asked Optimus to explain to them why they couldn't just leave.

"Got it," Jack started, "if we spot any strange vehicles…call 911." He then paused. "Can…we go now?"

And that just proved how little Jack really 'got it'. Since he wasn't one of my creations, I could completely agree with Lizzie in her annoyance of him. The Decepticons could disguise themselves as anything, and that meant the police. We had to now be careful anywhere we decided to go. That was going to be a little more difficult for me as it was for the kids because I had plans that I had to get set in motion within the first season, no matter if Lizzie was with me or not. If those plans did not get set in motion in time, then it could destroy any hope of Lizzie and I truly changing this dimension.

…I was still worried about her. Even though I had only mutually known Lizzie for a short while, I had been looking into her for years to become the candidate for this 'job'. When I had first met her, I was impressed with her quick wit and strong defense of whatever she thought was right and cared about. But, with her absence, I was going to have to interfere even though I was not exactly excited to do that. These were my creations and it almost felt wrong to do so. But, there were events that had to be changed and I had already expended too much of my extra energy to transfer both Lizzie and myself to this dimension.

"Are you…insane?" Miko asked. She reminded me of Lizzie when she was younger…I had been watching Lizzie for years so I had seen her at Miko's age, and it allowed me to better understand why she liked Miko as a character when many in Lizzie's world did not. "I'm living a dream here in bot-swana…And I will not allow you or anyone else to shatter it!"

Thankfully, before the two of them could start arguing, Optimus intervened. "It is best that you four remain under our watch. At least until we can determine our enemies intentions." That sounded like a good plan and I was on board with it.

However, it seemed like Ratchet had…reservations. "Optimus, with all due respect, the human children are in as much danger here as anywhere."

"Children?" I questioned instead of Jack. While it would have been strange for Jack to question it since he was still a teenager and thus a child, I was a full adult who owned his own company. I was not some 'child'.

Ratchet either didn't hear my complaint or didn't care…I was going for the second one. "They have no protective shell. If they get underpede they will go…" He then seemed to search for the right word. "Squish." He then set his pede down harder than normal to emphasize his point.

Optimus, thankfully, had a comeback to that. "Then for the time being, Ratchet, we must watch where we step."

And that was one of Optimus' best lines in the show…well, that was what Lizzie would say in her private messages that I used to hack into.

…What? I had to find out about her someway and she wasn't exactly a social butterfly.

When a green light and an alarm started to go off, I realized that this was Fowler coming in for the first time to complain about the traffic hold up that had saved the kids. "What's that?" Jack asked in a panicked voice. Seriously that human needed to relax a little. He was starting to make me nervous…and that took a lot.

"That's a proximity sensor on top of the base going off." Bumblebee answered Jack, though Jack couldn't understand Bumblebee and I wasn't supposed to.

Thankfully, we had our translator known as Raf to help us. "Proximity sensor. Someone's up top."

And I was not looking forward to working with Fowler. Thankfully, it wasn't quite time for that to happen. I still had a little freedom before my first confrontation with the adults. That was going to give me one doozy of a helm ache when it did come though of that I was sure.

"It's Agent Fowler." Ratchet reported not sounding the least bit enthused. Guess he was in the same opinion on dealing with Fowler as I was. Glad to know he and I could agree on something for the nano-click.

Of course, Jack had to ask questions. Seriously he was more annoying than Miko's questions were. I was starting to understand what Lizzie meant when she would say that Jack was her least favorite human. "I thought we were the only humans who knew about you guys?"

Thankfully, Optimus answered him. "Special Agent Fowler is our designated liaison to the outside world." He then seemed to hesitate before continuing. "As he tends to visit only when there are…issues, it may be best if you do not meet him at this time."

And I fully agreed with that. "Come on let's go hide out over there." I then motioned to the area where they hid in the regular timeline. Thankfully, they all listened to me without argument and, almost as soon as we were hidden, the elevator door opened and the big man known as Special Agent William 'Bill' Fowler walked out.

…Well, stormed out complaining was the better term. "Seven wrecks, thirty four fender benders, a three hour traffic jam, and a particular note; numerous reports of a speeding motorcycle of an unknown make and a black and yellow custom muscle car."

It was at that point that I noticed Jack peeking out from around the corner and so I pulled him back. "Do you want to get the bots in trouble?" I asked him in a serious whispered tone.

He shook his head. "No I was just curious."

I shook my own head in return. "Then just wait and listen. There is a time and place for everything and now is not the time to be poking around corners with your full body exposed."

Thankfully, before I could continue ranting, Fowler continued. "So, anything you care to get off your tin chest Prime?"

Fowler really had an attitude in the beginning of this show. Of course, since I knew from the future that humans were, by accident, the progeny of my brother, their attitudes could sometimes be explained. It was hereditary.

"We have the situation under control Agent Fowler." Optimus answered more calmly than I could have pulled off during the click. I was glad that I had granted him the Matrix.

However, it seemed like Fowler didn't miss a beat. "They're back aren't they?"

"If you are referring to the Decepticons," Optimus started, "I have doubts that they ever left. Your planet is much too valuable."

"Then it's time to wake up the Pentagon." Fowler motioned. No, that would be a bad idea. With how events were changing already, we couldn't risk the government getting involved with this any more than they already were supposed to…which wasn't much.

Thankfully, Optimus still wasn't going to allow him that. "Hear me Agent Fowler, we are your best…possibly your only defense against the Decepticon threat."

Like a regular American, Fowler couldn't let that one go. "Says you."

Thankfully…or maybe not so much, Bulkhead interrupted him. "Hey flashy, did anyone get splattered on that freeway?" He then reached out and grabbed one of Ratchet's tools. "Team Prime knows when to use force," he then squeezed the already broken machine. "and how much to use."

Unfortunately for his argument, Ratchet wasn't exactly thrilled about losing a piece of equipment. "Bulkhead I needed that!"

"Enough!" Optimus interrupted before the two could start bickering…or Ratchet start ranting, before he turned back to Agent Fowler. "Military involvement will only result in catastrophe." He then rose to his full height before continuing. "Perhaps you can condone widespread human casualties Agent Fowler. I, however, cannot."

While most people would have backed down at that, Fowler seemed to be, as the humans phrased it, chomping at the bit. "Then do us both a favor and handle this Prime…under the radar." He then turned and I knew that he walked back into the elevator before saying, "Or I will."

Once I was sure that Fowler was gone, I ushered the kids out as Bulkhead spoke. "Pretty big bearings…for a human."

"Agent Fowler is concerned for his world Bulkhead…as he should be." Optimus responded to that.

…And with that deep thought, I decided that it was high time I took a nap. Besides being exhausted due to my mental worry for Lizzie, I figured that trying to catch her in her sleep might allow me to contact my missing employee. "I think I'm going to take a quick nap. Try not to wake me up unless it is important." I then walked up to the human area and laid down on the couch before shutting my eyes.

It wasn't long before I was in my sub-conscious and I tried to reach out to Lizzie's mind. Her mind would be very different compared to the minds here in this dimension since her thoughts were influenced by different issues in her world compared to this one. So, I just had to lock on those mind waves and then I would be able to contact her or, at the very least, figure out where she is.

However, as time seemed to pass, I realized that I was not reaching her and that had me worried. Wherever she was, she had to be behind very advanced shielding or…

I shook my mind out of those thoughts as two figures materialized in front of me. They were easily recognizable since I knew my own children. "Prima, Solus; what brings you here?"

The two of them looked at each other before Prima spoke. "We…are worried. Your transport of the human girl, Lizzie Xantara Val, to the dimension you are currently in was tampered with and we do not know as of yet who caused that disruption. However, we cannot seem to locate the missing human and that is strange as well."

I knew this and their concerns were concerns of mine as well. "I know this and I am confused by it as well. If you could, ask the other Primes to keep an optic open for Lizzie and let me know when she is located. I must get in contact with her so I can stop interfering in the lives of my creations so much. They need to be able to have free will and that is hard when I am making changes."

"Unfortunately, Primus, you don't have much of a choice." Solus cut in. "You are running low on energy as it is. From your current levels, it appears that you are staying in this dimension until your spark chamber can be restored. Also, you aren't really forcing these changes. Since you are in a…human form…you can make suggestions but it is up to the Autobots' free wills if they will accept your suggestions."

I hadn't thought of my situation in that way and I was glad that Prima and Solus had decided to contact me during my failed search for Lizzie. "You are correct Solus. Then, until I locate Lizzie, I will take a more active role in interfering where I need to. I have to try and keep the timeline in check was well as I can but I can't force my interference. It must be accepted though so I will not force my will on my creations. They must accept it."

Both Primes nodded and looked like they were about to say something. However it seems like my time in my subconscious was up as I felt a pull back toward the realm of the conscious. Their words were soundless as I was pulled awake.

I jolted as I was pulled awake by an explosion. Looking toward the bridge, I realized that it was from the energon that the Decepticons exploded. Optimus was now standing up from what must have been a great landing.

"Cutting it a bit close?" Ratchet asked as everyone settled down from the excitement. "Did you get the energon?"

That's right. Since Cliffjumper was alive in this one, the Autobots had to have a different reason to go to the mine. Going after energon would be a good excuse to go to the mine. Throughout the timeline the Autobots always found themselves short on energon and I doubted that this would be any different.

"What was that explosion? Was there a fight? Can I come with next time?" Miko asked as the bots still tried to recover.

"What happened?" Ratchet asked the more important question out of all of those.

Now, it was time to introduce the essence of my brother. I was not ready for this but I knew that it was going to stick with me for the rest of my time here. Bulkhead started the debrief. "There were more drones than normal at the mine as well as Soundwave." Wait…Soundwave? It was supposed to be Starscream there. It looked like this was changing as well. Wonder what Starscream was up to since he wasn't in the cave? Maybe he was avoiding an angry Megatron. But, who could really know?

"Soundwave dropped a bomb and then we booked out of there." Cliffjumper sighed with a shake of his helm.

I waited for more to happen…something…one of the bots to collapse due to exposure to dark energon…well I was really waiting for that. But, as the seconds ticked on and the rest of the talking went to the background, I felt my spark beat quicken as I realized that something was seriously wrong. This couldn't be happening and I had no idea how this was not happening. I hadn't interfered with enough events in the time line for something this drastic to happen.

Even though I heard Optimus assign Cliffjumper as my guardian…my mind wasn't registering it. I was in shell shock at what was happening came to a full stop in front of me.

…There…there had yet to be any dark energon.

Paul: This is getting very annoying. Why are things changing when I haven't messed with them yet?

Authoress: *shrugs* Maybe because you are that lucky?

Paul: *frowns* If I was that lucky, I would have found Lizzie by now. *hesitates* Speaking on that...Authoress where is...*turns to look at Authoress*

Authoress: *running away down the hall*

Paul: *chases after her*

AN: And here is the next chapter! I hope you all enjoyed this and all of the changes that I have made. The biggest one being that dark energon seems to be taking a large back role in this story so far...like none at all! I hope you all enjoyed that little bit. I was debating on whether or not to have Megatron impale himself with the dark energon but eventually decided against it to enrich the story and its diversity some more. Next chapter we get some crossing of tides with the Autobots and Decepticons when Fowler gets captured by the Decepticons. With all the changes in the story who knows what will happen.

Well, I can't say anything else at this time without giving away more than I already have. Please leave a review letting me know how I did or even to say hello! Until next we meet, TTTYL! *continues running from Paul*