Nano-kilk - half of a Cybertron second

Klik - Cybertron second

Breem - Cybertron minute

Joor - Cybertron hour

Cycle/Lunar-cycle - Day or night

Meta-cycle - Cybertron week

Orn - Cybertron month

Vorn - Cybertron year

Deca-cycle - Cybertron decade

Mega-cycle - Cybertron century

Siren talking through datapad

::Comm Link::

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Starscream: Nobody turns his back on me! [Blast Megatron] Decepticons, feast your eyes on your new leader!

[Megatron awakens and kicks Starscream to the ground]

Starscream: What the…? Megatron! You're…you're dead! I terminated you!

Megatron: Fool, I cannot be terminated by a single blast from your puny weapon. I'm sick of your endless quest for power. Especially at the cost of losing mine!

Starscream: [To Decepticons] Don't just stand there! Do something! Your new leader orders you to slay Megatron!

Megatron: You're a fool Starscream if you think anyone would follow your orders.

Starscream: Just wait Megatron. One of these days I will have my revenge!

Megatron: You and what army?

Siren felt weightless. Numb was the feeling she felt as her sight filled with blurring colors and objects that raced passed her. Dull pink balls floated up, a little bit from her as the speed she was descending at forced her own energon to pull from her frame. "SIREN! NOO!" a screamed rang out but she couldn't focus on who or where it had come from.

No sound came from her even though she tried to let something out. A dark dot came into focus within kliks that only grew larger until she was able to make out the figure. Blue optics glowed bright with panic as he reached out his servos towards her. "SI-N!" her audials glitched only getting parts. She felt tired. Unable to react to him calling for her.

Her sparked broke at seeing him and once again she wished it was possible to cry. What happened to bring him to be like this? No matter what he has done, Siren would always forgive him. "I'm sorry! Just hold on! You'll survive this." This was the mech she knew. The one she came to care for, so many vorns ago that it seemed like it had been an age since she last seen him. "Stay with me vixen! Don't you slip into recharge!" his words of demand were heard but he could see they didn't seem to work.

Even as he said that her vison began to blur and when she was able to see, Siren found his panic growing. A servo strained to reach for her, neither seeing the ground growing closer. She was sorry she couldn't do as he asked of her, she was just so tired, and it grew stronger. She could feel herself slip in to recharge in those kliks. Just before it claimed her fully, she felt the mech grab her and twisted around in the air before slamming into the ground.

Siren jerked online feeling her plating rattle all over her frame from the dream she had just experienced. Howler was that mech in the dream. What happened that left her injured? Why was she falling for so long? Nothing made sense to her about that dream. Normally she would just review what she had done that cycle, sometimes revisit cycles from before, but never ones that never had happened.

This had happened only one other time and that had led her to be warned to run from Howler. This one showed him going after her as both fell through the air. Her finals twitched in her confusion by what it could mean. If it even means anything.

"Are you alright?" her optics glanced over to Ratchet. The mech had his upper half turned a little towards her from his sitting position at his desk. It was late in the lunar-cycle and the three mechs had just been released earlier that cycle when she was with Wheeljack. "It sounded like you were having a flux."

All Siren could do what blink her amber colored optics at him before getting up and walking away. "Stop right there." She froze at his words not daring to look back towards the mech. Her processor ran through several scenarios of what could happen within these next few breems. "From what Wheeljack has informed me, you have a spark nestled within that frame."

Optics narrowed at hearing Wheeljack's name being said. Of course, that mech would tell Ratchet about her whether if Ratchet knew about her or not in the first place. She takes back what she said earlier about him, he is not smooth. Not one bit. Movement came, and Siren figured the mech was getting up from his seat, so she slowly turned her helm to look back.

"Get on the berth, Primus knows you haven't had a diagnostic done in a while. If ever." He muttered that last as he moved past the vixen to prepare for the checkup. "Now, turbofox." He stated firmly leaving no room for arguments that Siren let a few grumbling growls out. "Keep doing that and you will be grumbling about a dent in your helm as well, vixen."

A few more kliks went by before Siren thought it better to do as he ordered before he broke out the wrenches that he threatened to use. Slowly she made her way to the nearest berth and stepped onto them with a small hop. Her size making it easy to get on them. "Sit and stay still." He ordered as he went about her.

A flat green cord appeared from his right forearm. "Alright, lay down so I can reach your helm." Siren was hesitant to do so fearing what he was going to do with that cord. "For Primus sake vixen, I'm just going to check your systems to see if any of them need defragged. It's a wonder they don't do so with normal cyber-beasts. They might actually be smarter if that was mandatory for them." He stated waiting for her to lower on her belly to reach for the back of her helm. "It also allows me to see if any low-level virus' have become attached to you. Now, may I?"

Siren glanced from the cord to Ratchet before lowering. Wasting no time, Ratchet felt alone the base of her helm removing three of the top neck plating. That was new. Siren didn't know her plating could be removed having had it literally grown around her protoform in her first vorn of life. Then it came while she was distracted. A click and a cool wave ran throughout her frame and systems.

"Hmm, seems you have healthy systems." He muttered as he continued to work. "Need to record some of these readings. For a cyber-beast you have a very good working processor. Works at least forty percent more than normal, but could be upped higher while under stress." He stated then laid a servo gently on her helm to keep it from moving. "Just a few more kliks and I will be finished."

The time went by and just as he said, the medic finished. With a click the cool feeling vanished making Siren give a shake of her frame at the weirdness of it. It made her understand a little better why some bots fought a little bit with checkups. The mech then moved around the stand in front of her as she moved to sit back on her hunches.

"Your systems are all running at optimal precision." He stated as the cord disappeared. "Though, I would like to administer a couple of anti-viral programs. Your firewalls are not as strong as most bots so that will need to be remedied if you are going to be exposed to many bots within this city. It is a wonder you didn't offline when First Aid first found you as you were."

With that said she watched to mech move around the area working on the programs. It amazed her a little to see how fast he wiped the programs up. If it had been a computer whiz it would have taken a few days, maybe even a week. Ratchet was getting them done in breems of each program and when he had them finished he took a cord out, this one colored blue.

"You may need to lay down." He stated in the same no argument tone as before. With a roll of her optics, Siren making it clear for him to see, but did as told. Though, she was a little hesitant not knowing why she would need to and it just made her somewhat nervous. "Be prepared." Was all he gave her when the cool wash came over her again only this time a strong zap shocked her systems kliks later.

Siren gave a loud yelp from the zap and tried to pull away only to have Ratchet put his weight on her shoulders forcing her to stay down. Another zap came causing several jerks of her frame. This is what it felt like to get anti-viral programs?! When a third zap came Siren let out a growl wanting to make these zaps stop and promptly shoulder her large frame to the side to tumble of the berth onto the medic. Only Ratchet seemed to have known this was going to happen and had his arm circled around her as she struggled to get out of his grip.

A bark later and the cool wash disappear like before and the medic shoved her off him. "Primus, vixen! You acted like you were being forced to meet your maker. Those programs are going to help your weak firewalls gain strength." Siren gave a hard snort of her vents as her way of scoffing only to yelp from a painful spot now claiming her helm. "That's for all the trouble you've given me." He stated subspacing a wrench.

Siren grumbled as she walked away from the medic and his weapon of choice. "You will need to get some recharge. Those programs will need time intergrading and recharge is the best why for them to do so." She continued to grumble wishing she could speak just so she could repeat his words obnoxiously like a child would. That thought made her snort as she settled down in the corner doing as he ordered. Within kliks she was out.

First Aid walked with Nebula as they stepped off the ship. Another cycle later and they finally made it back to Iacon once the quick patch job had been done. The pilots wanted to be done with this rescue knowing the small ship would not survive another attack. "I won't be going back to the Academy yet; will you be able to get some drinks later?"

"After I get Siren settled and finish looking over them, I'm free." He replied gesturing towards the few bots that did make it from the rescue. Nebula grinned. "Ill meet you there than." She waved her arm as she turned to leave, helping a bot gather somethings.

Once First Aid gained the attention of the group he led them to the medbay for Ratchet to check them. First Aid could only do the basic medical attention while on the field. For the more in-depth checks, he would need the tools held in the medbay for that.

"Ahh, good you're back." Ratchet said moving to stand up seeing the bots that filed in. "How did things go?"

First Aid glance around the bots getting them to a berth. "We lost a femme. Part of the ship had been blown open forcing the air to vacuum her out after a turbofox flew into her." He replied in a low voice. Ratchet gave a nod. "Alright, let's get them checked over."

Few words were passed as the two medics went over the group before discharging them. "Thanks Doc, I'm going to report to Optimus Prime on what happened." The large femme stated giving a wave as she left ignoring the sigh that left the mech.

"Excuse me." Ratchet turned to see a mech that was half turned to stare at Siren who was still in recharge as the programs worked into her systems. "That vixen seems familiar to me. Who does she belong too?"

"That would be the medic that came with you on the trip." He stated pointing to First Aid as he helped one of the minibots off the berth. It was then the mech noticed another bot enter the bay. "Yes?"

"I'm here to bring escort them to a building to stay at until they can find their own living quarters." The mech stated as the group gathered near him. "If you would follow me please."

"Wait, what of my remaining turbofoxes?" Boltgear demanded.

The mech stopped, half turned to leave. "They have been taken to the stables at the Iacon race track. That was the only place to keep them." Boltgear nodded satisfied that why were being taken care of. With a nod to Ratchet the group exited. With no other bots to look after the two medics went to work cleaning and organizing the area.

"Is Siren okay?" First Aid asked glancing to the vixen. "She's good, just recharging for the anti-viral programs to intergrade into her systems. Her firewalls were weak." That had First Aid stop dead in his tracts. "You did what?"

"I ran a diagnostic on the vixen after Wheeljack informed me of the spark that's being housed in her frame. With those weak firewalls I'm surprised she was able to keep from getting any viral infection like she has."

"What?"

Ratchet rolled his optic at the repeat in the word. "Primus First Aid. Your vixen holds a spark. Wheeljack, of all mechs, was the one to realize it. Did you know this?"

"Well, I knew she was smart, being able to understand much of what we say." He replied. "She's also a bit of a hog." He muttered but Ratchet heard only giving a chuckle.

"Though, with knowing the spark within her and her firewalls, the vixen will need to come back a few more times to get them up to par. I will not have a bot with firewalls that can be breached easily be left that way. Too many times have I seen bots be taken as their sparks flicker out because of a virus reaching that far." He stated. "Leave her here for the lunar-cycle, she won't be onlining anytime soon. Go home, I'll comm you if she does." First Aid glanced to the vixen before nodding to take the CMO's advice.

First im running out of quotes for the beginning of the chapters. i have one more chapter with them and no more until i do other types of quotes. Let me know what other quote i could use or give some quotes from any Transformer universe that i haven't used yet.

Sadly this was another short chapter. I couldn't figure out what else to add.

Secret - Haha! My goal in life!

wolf girl811 - You make a good point about that. the only bot that i can see going to extreme with that is Red Alert. Most of the Cons would get use to Ravage (though he can talk back, Siren has to type her reply). But yeah, i could see some bots taking a disliking to Siren and be weary about her.

Steelcode - Well right now Boltgear cant really say anything about Siren. He lost the rights to own her when Heavyglide bought her. All that mech can do is stew at having sold her in the first place. that and he really can outright say its her when he only gave a glance over her frame not seeing the symbol.

The Whispering Sage - GASP! Where have you been?! Its been ages since your last. Well i cant really say its a crush or just Siren feeling happy at someone else knowing about her. truthfully, im still deciding that course. I may end up making a poll if she should gain a relationship or not.

Sakura Hatsu - OMG THANK YOU! YOU ARE JUST WONDERFUL! As for the metal thing, It was something i just thought up. With nonliving metal that would be right as you stated, to go about the chosen metals you listed. Living metal may act different and that's why i went with those metals. Or something.

Now to give thanks to those who have favorited and followed. Angilioth, Eunice Pacheco, Sakura Hatsu, Rezin, and ryomy! Thank you!

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