Disclaimer: Don't own, only some toys, don't care to own, to many mental problems involved...

Warnings: None really... Angst.... But I think you've figured that out by now...

Only one small blab from me this time, I just wanted to point out that conversations that have already been had, such as Nightscream's and Cheetor's will just be copied and pasted from the last chapter, then maybe altered a little so that its coming from the right POV. It's a little annoying, but you know, you can't really change a conversation that's already been had, and you can't really leave it out either... so yah. Read on.

Part One, Chapter 2 - Nightscream's POV

~ Their anger hurts my ears, been running strong for seven years, rather than fix the problems, they never solve them, it makes no sense at all. I See them every day, we get along so why can't they, If this is what he wants and its what she wants, then why's there so much pain ~

I don't understand this at all. I mean, we're better together, I know we are. We need each other... well okay, maybe we don't all need each other, maybe I just need them. I've never really belonged anywhere in my life, and no one has ever looked out for me, but these bots do. I don't think they know what they're doing at all... Cheetor thinks he knows what he's doing, but he doesn't. He's just scared. Scared and jumping to conclusions. Looking for the easiest way out of everything. And why they're all following him and agreeing to do this is beyond me. I thought I was suppose to be the immature child that didn't know what to do, not the rest of them. Okay, now Cheetor's babbling about something. As if I'm suppose to care.

I sit there and listen to his little speech, rolling my optics. Of course you don't know what to say, you're a slag-head, and you have everyone brainwashed into thinking this is the right thing to do! I hang from one of the near by trees and listen, waiting for someone to speak up, someone else to state that they don't want to go, its obvious from the looks people are giving him that no one really wants too, so why isn't anyone saying anything? Doesn't anyone have a mind of their own? I think it's obvious this group has never had a problem defying authority before, so why now? Especially when it's blatantly obvious that authority is an idiot... Getting fed up with the silence, I growl to myself then scream "This is a load of scrap, why in the inferno are we doing this?" No comment from anyone. Just a few strange looks, and a sigh from Cheetor. I wonder what Rattrap's problem is... He hasn't really spoken to anyone in quite awhile, and I expected at least him to tell me to shut up. Well whatever. If they want to be stupid, let them. We'll just see how long they last being stupid on their own.

I look over and see Blackarachnia and Silverbolt fighting again. Why do they keep doing this? I don't understand it. I mean, they love each other, that's obvious, well at least I thought it was. Great now Cheetor's staring at me. What's his problem anyway? "Hey! You can stare at me until the end of time, and I'm not going to change my mind! I still think this is stupid, and I still think you're stupid!" Well that was pointless, I don't think he comprehended a word I just said... I watch him for a few more minutes, becoming slightly curious about what he's thinking so hard about... Hmm... I'm surprised there's no smoke... Maybe he's considering changing his mind, but then that would be nice, and it doesn't seem likely that anything is going to go in a good direction any more.

I watch as he heads over and talks to Rattrap. They exchange a few words I can't quite hear, and I'm so involved in trying to eavesdrop that I don't even notice Botanica walking up to me. Once I realize she's there, I turn and look at her, sighing. She just places a hand on my wing and shakes her head.

"Don't worry Nightscream, things will work out in the end, this probably is for the best."

Sure, easy for her to say, she has somewhere to go when this is over, not like the rest of us... "Whatever. Was nice knowing you and I hope you have a wonderful life."

Just shakes her head again and walks off. "You'll understand someday. You make like to think you're grown up, but you aren't, not yet. And I really do hope someday you understand."

Oh yah, whatever, what original words of wisdom. Somehow I expected more, but its obvious she just wants to get out of here. I don't blame her, I suppose if I had somewhere to go I would want to get out of here as well... Oh great, here comes the 'brains' of this operation. I think that speaks for itself.

. "Hey, you there bat-boy?"

Well now, that was a completely intelligent comment... "What does it look like. You're talking to me aren't you?"

"Oh come on, drop the slagging attitude. I know you don't like this idea, but its better this way. And besides, weren't you the one who never seemed to like us in the first place? A kid your age should be happy to go back to a normal life. Go back to school, make something of yourself, get some normal friends without mental problems. You're a smart kid, you deserve better than this crap."

He just has no idea... he doesn't seem to realize I don't have a normal life to go back too, I was going no where in school, I never belonged anywhere, until now. Yes, maybe I liked to act like I hated it here, but it was more of a defense than anything else. And as for this 'crap', I think it can be worked out... I really do.... Hopping down from the tree I sigh again and transform. "Look Cheetor, I may have acted like I hated you guys, but I don't, and you know I don't. I don't want to lose you, we've been through too much together, no one else will ever understand me. And what about them?" I nodded to Silverbolt and Blackarachnia. "I worry about them, as much as they may fight, I know they love each other, they just need a little time. That's all any of us need, a little time and everything will be fine."

"Hey, I almost agree with you there, a little time might just do it, but then it might not, it might just make things worse. I'm sorry, but it's been decided, and there's no going back now. You'll be okay. Don't worry. You'll make something of yourself and forget all about us. Hey, but enough mature sounding babble from me, go and talk to the others, say goodbye, I have to do the same myself."

I go to reply, but before I can, he pats me on the head and walks away. Well that was strange... at least coming from him. I almost believed he knew what he was talking about. I suppose I should listen and finish saying goodbye, nothing I can say or do is going to change things now, so its all that's left.

Wandering over to Rattrap, I stand in front of him, feeling awkward at first. "Well Ratface, I guess this is it. You'll finally be rid of us."

"Look kid, I'm no good at stuff like this, but don't think I ain't gonna miss ya, I'll miss everyone, but in some twisted way, I guess this is better. I know its gonna be hard, but what hasn't been hard? I guess this is just one more test we have to live through, but still, its gonna be weird not thinkin' I'm gonna die at least once a day... Well, now you have me babblin', so I'm just gonna shut-up and assume ya know what I mean."

Looking at him strangely for a second, I finally get the gist of what he means and nod. "Yah, I get it. It's the same thing I've got from everyone I've talked to, and I give up. I'll do what you people say, and move on, but I'm not making any promises, I mean, I have no idea what I want to be or where I'm going to go."

All he does is smile sadly at me and start to roll off. "Ya know what kid, you're not alone in that sense. I don't think any of us know, and I'm not sure any of us ever will."

Well now, that was inspirational. Well, only two left. This is going to be annoying. Legs has been acting really weird... and as for Silverbolt, well, I don't really know him all that well, so there isn't going to be much to say. I mean yah, I look up to him, but I've never known him to be any way but the way he is now, and the way he is now doesn't consist of a whole lot of talking or bonding. I'm gonna miss legs though, and the way she's been acting isn't helping my confidence any. She looks lost... and like all and any fight she ever had in her has left. I'm used to a strong, angry, moody spider, not someone who looks like they've been knocked of the cliff of life and kicked the whole way down... Whoa... she just hugged Cheetor... Ookay, now I'm just scared. And there goes Spots, he just ran outta here like a bat out of hell... Ah slaggit, I hope he'll be okay.... How stupid, this was all his idea and its hurting him more than anyone else. Its amazing how often the word stupid comes up when referring to him. But, I'm gonna miss him anyway. Well I guess this is as good a time as any....

Walking up to the two, I stand in front of them, then go to speak, but nothing seems to come out. That's weird, I knew what I was going to say, but it doesn't seem right now. Come to think of it, I don't even know what I was going to say. "Um... Bye?"

Silverbolt nods to me, then reaches out, shaking my hand. "It was good to know you, I did not know you for very long, and I suppose I do not know you very well either, but still, it was a pleasure, and you will be missed, and remembered."

I nod and return the handshake, then smile a little, flipping the hair out of my face. "Right back at ya. Its gonna be kinda hard for anyone to forget anybody I bet." Turning to Blackarachnia, she smiles sadly at me and ruffles my hair.

"See you around kid. You were a bit of a nuisance, but no where close to as annoying as Cheetor used to be... Now go on, get out of here, you don't need us dragging you down anymore. Have fun, and try to stay out of trouble okay?"

"Will do Spider-Lady. And the same goes for you. I'll miss you, and thanks for looking out for me. Uh... so yah, I guess I'll be on my way now. See ya." Smiling weakly one last time, I turn to take my leave, picking up a small bag of belonging and head out the same way Cheetor did. Well now I have the sudden urge to bawl like a five-year-old, but I manage to push it down. Primus I hope Legs is going to be okay. She looks so... different. I don't think she knows what she's going to do. Though she'd never admit it, I think she's come to depend on us, and its going to hard on her to be on her own. Completely on her own. And I don't know how well Silverbolt's gonna do without her to slap him into shape, but hopefully they'll make it, but then I'm not even sure if I'm going too... Stopping and looking back for a moment, I take one last look at the life I'm leaving behind and head out into the unknown.

~End

O_o... okay then... that's over... well that was hell, it only took me three months of putting off to finish that... -_-; eh, I don't know if I like this chapter yet, but it could be worse... and question to anyone who might care... would anyone care if I just skipped Botanica's POV all together cause I really have no idea how she would be reacting to this, it sure wouldn't be like anyone else is, and I don't think I could write for her properly.. I'm going to have a hard enough time writing for Rattrap and trying to keep it in the right accent... I'm seeing if I can get help with that tho... Well I'm going out of town for a few weeks for work, and hopefully while being cooped up in a hotel room with nothing to do for awhile I can get some writing done. But anyway, now that I'm done babbling, Thanks for reading and don't forget to review. ^_^