Chapter 6

~Okay, so maybe I was wrong about running out of fuel.

Galen Tripor sat down after delivering his speech. It seemed to have the other students convinced, but it was hard to tell what the others would have to say. It was strange that the new boy Neil Eliott wasn't here to run against him. Maybe he knew it wasn't worth it.

For long moments, he sat listening to the other two candidtes. Shane Wakanari and Thane Sevlan were both good speakers, perhaps even better than Galen himself. And it was as if Thane were throwing his support to Shane. Who knew why.

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Back on Cybertron, Optimus began to question the children about what they knew. It wasn't much, and almost frustrating to see the kids attempt to explain what couldn't be. He turned over what Brina and Neil had sail in his processors for a long time. These children seemed to have some kind of strange connection to Cybertron, but no clue as to what it was.

Later that evening, Optimus sat down with Jetfire over cubes of Energon. Prime had decided to house the kids in quarters near his own, and some of the men were already working to accomidate their Human needs for what looked to be a long stay.

"Jetfire, how could you explain Hotshot and Cyclonus finding two young people who seem to know nearly everything about us, and yet have no clue as to why this is so?"

The Autobot vice-commander shrugged his white shoulders.

"Don't look at me, Optimus, sir. I don't have a clue. But whatever it is, we need to find out and soon. Maybe you should take Red Alert off the reconstruction project for a few days to examine the kids? I know he would like the change of pace."

"Good idea, Jetfire. Go and let him know."

The next morning, Brina was the first to awaken. She made breakfast for herself and Neil in the makeshift kitchen and made herself presentable for the day. As she opened the door, a Trnasformer with a yellow face and grey body was waiting for her. The thing she noticed first was that his Autobot symbol had a long gash running down it.

"My name is Wheeljack, Miss Brina. Optimus has instructed me to attend you and bring you to his quarters when you're ready."

Brina smiled.

"So, I see you finally decided to leave ol' Galvatrash and come join your comrades again, eh Wheeljack? It's about time. Glad to see you and Hotshot managed to reconcile things."

"Huh?"

Brina looked up at Wheeljack, confused.

"Did I just say something?"