2016: A human is wandering around the bowels of Cybertron.

"Face it kiddo, you're lost. No one's going to search for you, let
alone find you." she murmurs.

"Human. Come to me." Vesta Zeta calls out.

"I know I shouldn't go, but for some reason, I don't fear that
voice." she thinks and walks into a room, an orb floats above her.

"Greetings. Please come closer, I won't harm you." Vesta Zeta states.

"I'm glad you called to me." she smiles.

"I have waited for one such as you, human." Vesta Zeta says.

"You wait for me? Why? Am I significant?" she asks.

"You are, let me explain why." Vesta Zeta replies.

"I'm listening." she nods.

"Almost all humans fear Transformers, but there are exceptions. You
are one of these, in fact you went as far as coming to Cybertron. Please
tell me why you did this." Vesta Zeta says.

"Well, ever since they appeared in the papers I was intrigued by
them. I decided to observe them at close range and found out in the
process that there were two groups of robots. I followed the good guys to
their HQ and observed them. Furthermore I knew my research wouldn't be
complete without info about their planet, so I hitched a ride here." she
reports.

"You have no fear of Transformers whatsoever?" Vesta Zeta asks.

"Well, I do fear the bad guys. What are they called?" she inquires.

"Decepticons and Trechercons." Vesta Zeta replies.

"And the good guys?" she queries.

"Autobots and Servabots." Vesta Zeta states.

"I'd better write that down." she says and scribbles a few notes in a
notebook, "Tell me, is that all you want of me?"

"No. Since you have no fear of the 'Bot forces, I know that you could
live amongst them." Vesta Zeta says.

"What do you mean?" she asks.

"Only by becoming a Transformer can you get the information you
require." Vesta Zeta reports.

"Me?" she blinks.

"I will tell you why I make this offer. Ever since the Servabots came
here I knew that couples would soon learn how to Become One." Vesta Zeta
states.

"Explain that term to me please." she inquires.

"Becoming One is the way a couple shows their love, when they do this
act it is like what you humans call marriage, but is more binding and
longer lasting." Vesta Zeta replies.

"I see, please continue." she nods.

"I knew what would happen after that act took place." Vesta Zeta
says. "Procreation."

"Don't single Transformers know about it?" she asks.

"It's a dormant program that only is activated after Becoming One."
Vesta Zeta says.

"I see. You still haven't told me how I'm involved in this." she
states.

"I want you to become a medic solely responsible for the health of
the females of the group. You also will be responsible for part of the
creation of children and will care for their health as well." Vesta Zeta
replies.

"Why me? I'm no doctor." she inquires.

"I can give you all the collected medical knowledge that will be
needed for your work." Vesta Zeta reports.

"Give me a week and I will have decided by then." she nods.

"A week it shall be. Take this." a object appears in the humans'
hand, "Press the button if you wish to take my offer and I will send an
escort." Vesta Zeta states.

"Thanks. How do I get home?" she queries.

"That is easily taken care of." a robot comes in, "This will be your
body if you decide to become a Transformer. Don't look shocked, it's
presently an empty shell that I am controlling." Vesta Zeta says, the
robot transforms, "I will see to it you get home safely."

"Are you prepared" Vesta Zeta asks.

"I am. But before you start, I want a few doubts cleared." she states.

"Speak freely." Vesta Zeta replies.

"First, will I lose any of my past memories?" she inquires.

"All past experiences will remain intact." Vesta Zeta says.

"Good. Second, will I be given knowledge on fighting techniques just
in case I become involved in a battle?" she queries.

"It can be done." Vesta Zeta states.

"Third, can you return me to my human body when my work is finished?"
she asks.

"If you wish it." Vesta Zeta reports.

"Do what must be done." she nods.

Vesta Zeta glows, a shot of white electricity hits the human. "This will transfers your mind and life force." Vesta Zeta says. The electricity changes to yellow, "This provides you with the required medical knowledge." the electricity changes to blue, "And this finishes the transfer by merging the robot body and your mind together. Go forth
Gynae, go live amongst your comrades and serve their cause well."

"I like it. Before I go, how am I to address you?" Gynae asks.

"Vesta Zeta."

"I thank you, Vesta Zeta." Gynae says and leaves. Gynae wandered the planet, taking in the sights.

"Excuse me." Gynae turns toward the speaker, "I don't believe I know
you." the blue form of Brainstorm says.

"Indeed you don't. I am Gynae, and you are?" the multi-blue colored
form of Gynae asks.

"Brainstorm. Why have I not seen you until now, Gynae?" Brainstorm
queries.

"I'm a new Transformer." Gynae smiles.

"I see. Would you mind if I escort you to headquarters, Gynae?"
Brainstorm asks.

"Not at all, Brainstorm." Gynae replies.

He took Gynae to the Commander of the group.

"Who do we have here?" the red, blue, and white form of Optimus asks.

"Name's Gynae, function medic." Gynae smiles.

"As Commander of the Autobots, I welcome you Gynae." Optimus nods.

"I hope to serve you well, sir." Gynae replies.

"No need for formalities, just call me Optimus." Optimus states.

"I will." Gynae says.

"Brainstorm, show Gynae around." Optimus orders.

"Of course." Brainstorm reports and they leave, "You should be
honored Gynae , not many new Autobots call Optimus Prime by his first
name."

"I am honored then." Gynae smiles. "I think I need to see the medical
bay and be introduced to the medical staff."

"Right this way." Brainstorm gestures.

Upon arriving, Gynae is overwhelmed by the sight of it.

"Impressive." Gynae murmurs. Hoist, Ratchet and First Aid approach them.

"Gynae, this is Ratchet, First Aid and Hoist." Brainstorm introduces.

"Greetings, I hope I will teach you a few tricks of the trade."
Gynae smiles.

"That will be the day." the dominantly white form of Ratchet states.

"Anything is possible, Ratchet." the white and red form of First Aid
shrugs.

"Indeed. Gynae, if you wish, you can stick around and prove your
point." the green, yellow and white form of Hoist states.

"I will indeed, Hoist." Gynae nods.

"Good. Brainstorm, you can go." Hoist says.

"Gynae , are you ready to leave?" Brainstorm asks.

"Yes, I think I've proven my expertise to our comrades." Gynae
smiles and leaves the room.

"Good, I have much to show you still." Brainstorm states.

"You have good timing, I think those three were just getting a little
jealous." Gynae grins.

"Jealous? Those guys?" Brainstorm inquires, a slight chuckle in his
voice.

"How about a bit threatened then?" Gynae muses.

"That depends how much medical knowledge you have." Brainstorm states.

"More than enough, possibly too much. I just hope they'll accept me."
Gynae sighs.

"Don't worry yourself too much. They can be pains at times, but will
always be there when you need them." Brainstorm replies.

"I would like to be shown to my room now." Gynae reports.

"After the tour is complete, I will." Brainstorm says.

"Lead on then." Gynae nods.

At the conclusion of the day, Gynae wrote in her journal about her first
day. Later, she was visited by Vixica. Soon Vixica was telling Gynae what
she saw and heard the day before. It went something like this.

"Two dudes bide their time, and girl, they are in their prime."
Hiphop grins, looking through a pair of binoculars.

"Do share, show me where." Blare retorts.

"Here take a look, then put them in a studbook." Hiphop winks,
passing the binoculars to her twin sister.

"For one who's flirty, you sure talk dirty." Blare replies.

"No doubt, but check 'em out." Hiphop nods.

The red form of Blaster says, "I have a funny feeling that we're
being monitored."

The two toned blue form of Bebop looks around, "One who eyes? Could
be spies."

"No such luck. Two females are giving us the pass-fail." Blaster
gestures with his thumb, Bebop looks toward them.

"Then let them behold those who are bold." Bebop smiles.

"Feedback, we need a counterattack." Blare states, lowering the

binoculars.

"Then mastermind a musical grind." Hiphop grins.

"A romantic strain may detain what we wish to obtain." Blare nods.

Soon some soft, sultry sounds surround Bebop and Blaster.

"Slick chick uses a new trick to make us love sick." Bebop smiles.

"Then let's give in and dance with them." Blaster retorts, staring
fondly at Blare.

"I prefer to wine and dine the gal that'll be mine." Bebop winks.

"I can dig that gig, but I'll do my own thing for this fling."
Blaster replies. Blare and Hiphop approach them.

"Hello boys, do you like the noise?" Blare grins.

"We love your jam, but this dude wants to scram this ma'am." Bebop
bows and leaves with Hiphop.

"So there they go, let's dance real slow." Blare states and takes
Blasters' hand.

"I'll bet we can make a great duet." Blaster says.

"Do understand that love is grand. And you know it would be great, if
you could be my roommate." Blare winks and looks at him sincerely.

"Of course musical miss, now give us a kiss." Blaster replies.
Of course Vixica sniffed out the other two, just to see if it was going
just as well for them.

"Though I might be despond, of you I am most fond." Bebop rhymes.

"To you I must reply that I comply, in fact I react by not delaying
and saying, my needs are most dire, it's you I desire." Hiphop leans
toward him with a mischievous look in her optics.

"I debate that you wait. I need time for my love to prime." Bebop
states.

"You won't doubt after the lights are out." Hiphop wraps her arms
around him and the lights flicker off.

Vixica had sense enough not to stick around for the rest. The next day,
Gynae performs check-ups on the Cybertron-based females.

"Right on time, Threnody. Sit down on the table please, I'll be with
you in a moment. Tracer, everything's in working order, but check back
next month, same day and time, okay?" Gynae states.

"Of course Gynae, we will talk later." the orange, ochre and black
form of Tracer replies.

Gynae smiles, "Well Threnody, you ready for a very important and
complete check-up?"

"As ready as I could be." the dominantly black form of Threnody
nods.

"You don't mind if I ask personal questions while I work, do you?"
Gynae inquires.

"You may as long as I can query you as well." Threnody replies.

"Of course, lay down please." Threnody does as asked, "I will perform
the usual gear checks and other related matters first." Gynae states and
opens Threnodys' chest. Then she began to sing in a low tone.

"What's with the singing?" Threnody inquires.

"Does it bother you?" Gynae asks.

"No, in fact I find it very calming, please continue." Threnody
states.

"The patient is always right." Gynae smiles.

"Everything is in working order, your free to go." Gynae smiles.

"Gynae, I have something to show you." Threnody says. She reaches
inside her chest and pulls out a fist sized, glowing orb. "Can you tell
me what this is?"

Gynae takes the orb from her, "Hello there little fella." it flashes
at her in response.

"It understands you?" Threnody asks.

"Of course, and I understand him." Gynae smiles.

"Come again?" Threnody blinks.

"It's hard to explain, but when I was created, I was given the
ability to understand and talk with children, which is what this orb is."
Gynae states.

"I thought only humans could have children." Threnody says.

"Not so, this little fella here is proof. You see, this orb is the
result of something special happening between a couple. Do you remember
what happened beforehand?" Gynae inquires.

"There was this feeling of loss and also of completeness, then a orb
came out of me and out of Dirge. The two merged and this orb just floated
there and flashed at us." Threnody replies.

"He was probably saying hello and identifying himself." Gynae nods.

"But what do I do with it?" Threnody queries.

"First this little fella tells old Teletran-1 his schematics, I will
build his body and then the orb will enter the body. After that, its up to
you and Dirge to raise him, teach him and everything else parents do for a
child." Gynae smiles.

"I'm still not clear about the details that this is a result of
something me and Dirge shared." Threnody sighs.

"Do not try to comprehend the ways of our creator, Threnody, just
accept what is true. This is your child, you and Dirge created him and
will be responsible for his upbringing." Gynae states.

"But I don't know how.." Threnody begins.

"All of us have parental instincts within, don't worry, they'll kick
in." Gynae reports.

"How should I tell Dirge about this?" Threnody asks.

"Break the news carefully, then bring him here, I'll be done
constructing the childs' body by then." Gynae replies.

"Thank you for the news, Gynae." Threnody nods.

"I'm just doing my job, Threnody." Gynae states, she spots Vixica,

"On time I see. Hop up on the table, if you please?"

"We will talk later, Gynae." Threnody waves and leaves.

"What's this about a child?" the dominantly black form of Vixica asks.

"Only if you keep quiet about it, I will tell you." Gynae says.

That night, Gynae sat outside on a platform and wrote in her journal. She
felt as if someone were near.

"Come stranger, sit down and talk with me." Gynae states. The figure
moves into the light, it is Electra.

"I have been watching you closely Gynae." the silver, black, purple,
and red form of Electra says. "I know of your work, so I know you won't
deny me a check-up."

"I would never deny any patient, in fact, I prefer to stay neutral
when it comes to their health, no matter which side they are on." Gynae
replies.

"Good, shall we start then?" Electra asks.

"Make a deal with me first and I'll sneak you down to medical bay."
Gynae nods.

"I thought 'Bots never made deals with 'Cons." Electra retorts.

"I will perform my service if you will agree to schedule your
warriors for check-ups without either side finding out about it." Gynae
says.

"That is simple to arrange. Do you have a neutral meeting ground and
any stipulations in mind?" Electra inquires.

"The stipulations are that they come unarmed and never tell anyone
what they're up to. As for the meeting places, I'll look into where are
the safest locations to perform my services on both Cybertron and Earth."
Gynae replies.

"I shall talk with them about it. Now will you perform your job?"
Electra queries.

"Of course, come with me." Gynae gestures.

The next night Gynae wrote in my journal, and again she became aware of a
presence. She waited for something to happen, nothing did. And then she
spots a small figurine. The figurine inflates, produces a paper and
disappears.

"Strange, very strange. I wonder what this says?" she looks it over,

"Want to become Autobots, eh? If this is your wish, come to Autobot HQ
tomorrow at noon." Silence. The next day, Gynae told Optimus about what
had transgressed

"If our mystery person does show, I shall consider having them join
our group. Although this beings' way of letting us know his wishes is
suspiciously reminiscent of a Decepticons' behavior." Optimus states.

"Did you hear what he called us?" the red, purple and white form of
Depth asks.

"I did. You couldn't be anymore wrong, comrade." the purple, red, and
white form of Shadow replies.

"You must be our mysterious note writer." Optimus says, turning
toward the duo now approaching.

"What was with the expedition last night?" Gynae asks.

"Got your notice, didn't I?" Shadow inquires.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Optimus asks.

"We came to join your group." Depth says.

"Yes. We have observed both groups and decided yours was more to our
liking." Shadow replies.

"Yet my partners way of getting our intention across made you think
we were 'Cons, we are not in any sense." Depth states.

"We are not even of your planet, and that is all we will tell you
when it comes to our past." Shadow reports.

"That answers the what, now give us your names." Gynae smiles.

"Why of course, my dear. This is Depth and I am Shadow." Shadow replies.

"And you wish to join our group?" Optimus asks.

"I thought we made that all too clear." Depth grunts.

"Then give me some good reasons to let you join." Optimus states.

"Battle stations! Incoming attack formation!" Optimus commands.

"I wondered when this would happen." Gynae drops her ledger and picks
up her weapons, "The time has come to make the transition from medical
officer to warrior."

Outside, the battle begins. Some occurrences were relayed to Gynae by Vixica.

"Stop standing back here, you two rusted wrecks, and join your
warriors in battle!" the purple and black form of Draeda screams.

"I suggest you check your tone of voice when addressing us, Draeda.
Furthermore, take back that insult of yours." the purple form of Cyclonus
snarls.

"Make me!" Draeda yells.

"We know better than to play your game, Draeda. Besides, this is no
time to pick a fight, there is a battle going on." Scourge states.

"You two are impossible. You had better stir yourselves into action
when the 'Bots come for you." Draeda sneers.

"She is right. Scourge, Sweeps, come with me." Cyclonus orders, they
head for Optimus.

"Optimus is in trouble." Brainstorm points out.

"Not anymore. Aerialbots, let's kick transistors!" the dominantly
white form of Silverbolt says, they and Brainstorm head for the 'Cons.

"I will succeed where Electra failed and crush you utterly, Tetra."
Draeda states.

"I don't think so, Draeda." Tetra replies. She attempts to punch her,
but Draeda catches Tetras' fist in her hand.

"Come again, Tetra?" Draeda asks. Tetra fires her weapon, it glances
Draedas' side, "Bad shot, and at such close range. Here, I'll show you how
it's done." a beam leaps from Draedas' optics and hits Tetra, who kneels
in pain, "Hurts, doesn't it? Give in to me Tetra, give in to your master."
Tetra fights off the pain and stands, "NO! That's impossible!

"Indeed?" Tetra grits. She clasps her hands and delivers a stunning
blow to the side of Draedas' head, who stumbles. Gynae sees this.

"Tetra has such power, makes me glad I'm not a 'Con." a laser almost
hits her, "OOPS! Better keep my mind on the battle." Gynae says.

Brainstorm glides by her, smoke billows out of him, "Brainstorm's hurt, I
better check on him." blasts a 'Con and runs toward him.

"Oh my aching retro thrusters." Brainstorm groans.

"Can you transform?" Gynae asks.

"I'll try." Brainstorm says and slowly changes to robot mode.

"Pretty nasty hole you got there." she transforms and loads him
inside her jet form, "I'll have to take you to medical bay."

"Ratchet, help Brainstorm out, he's your first patient." Gynae states.

"You repair him, I'll take your place outside." Ratchet says as he
helps Brainstorm out of Gynae.

"If you want to." Gynae shrugs.

"I must. There'll be more injured soon enough, I can provide their
transportation here." Ratchet replies.

"I will take over for you then." Gynae nods and transforms.

"Good." Rachet transforms and leaves.

"Strange that Ratchet is going out there, he doesn't think himself as
much of a warrior." Brainstorm states.

"Sometimes the least likely can surprise us, Brainstorm. Now lay down
and I'll fix that hole." Gynae says.

"When will these 'Cons learn that they'll never win a battle?" the
red form of Wasp inquires.

"Probably never. They are one determined bunch, that much you can
give 'em." the golden form of Goldbug retorts. Shadow and Depth run by
them.

"I take to appraising, those two are amazing." Blare rhymes.

"The 'Cons better beware, for they seem to be everywhere." Bebop nods.

"Yeah, those dudes seem to thrive on war." Blaster muses. The duo
rush by again.

"Maybe we misjudged them, Wasp." Goldbug shrugs.

"I don't trust them." Wasp replies.

"But in a pinch, they don't flinch." Hiphop rhymes.

"And so would every single one of us when that situation occurs."
Wasp nods.

"Yet how many of us has the energy they exhibit in battle?" Goldbug
asks.

"Indeed, only two have more speed." Blare says. Blurr zips past.

"There goes one now. I wonder if he'll ever slow down?" Blaster queries.

"Ask me that question in four million years and I'll answer
possibly." Goldbug states. Blear zips up to Wasp.

"Did you see where Blurr went?" the blue form of Blear asks.

"He went that way." Wasp gestures.

"Here's more injured for you." Ratchet states, Gynae spots Sideswipe.

"Didn't I just send you out repaired, Sideswipe? Are you a glutton
for punishment or what?" Gynae sighs.

"I take it all in stride, doctor. Injuries are just part of my job,
just like repairing those injuries is part of yours." the red and black
form of Sideswipe grins.

"How does it look out there, Ratchet?" Hoist asks.

"Very bleak." Ratchet sighs and leaves.

Soon the battle ended, the Bots won, but only barely.

"What the..? Recquiem, can't you see I'm working?" Gynae sighs. The
dark red and black jet transforms and lands.

"I'm sorry Aunt Gynae, I'm just so bored. There's no one to play with
around here." Recquiem whines.

"I know. Tell you what, since I'm almost done here, I'll play with
you." Gynae smiles.

"You will?" Recquiem asks.

"Go outside, I'll be there as soon as I can." Gynae states. He
transforms and flies out, "Adorable child, but he can be a bit pesky."

Time passed, Gynae found myself facing a slight dilemma for she had grown
fond of and even felt spiritually connected to a certain male. She
reasoned that her growing love for him was wrong and overruled her

feelings. It hurt to do so, but she finally approached Vesta Zeta.

"I am here, Vesta Zeta." Gynae states. The orb glows and rises.

"Are you prepared for the transfer, Gynae?" Vesta Zeta asks.
Brainstorm peeks around the door jam and blinks at the sight.

"Yes." Gynae nods. From a cubicle a human body floats out. "I hope
you took good care of my human body."

"I have. Do you have all your information with you?" Vesta Zeta
queries.

"It's all loaded up inside me." Gynae replies.

"Then let the transfer commence." Vesta Zeta states. Electricity
shoots out, it turns from white, to yellow and finally to blue.

"Thank you for your help, Vesta Zeta, I hope to do the Transformers
justice by spreading the good news." the human says and climbs into the
jet form of her ex-body.

"I know you will. If you ever wish to return, just send a homing
signal." Vesta Zeta states.

"I sincerely regret that I can never return." she sighs.

"I know what your are going through. It is a natural occurrence, you
will deal with it when the time comes." Vesta Zeta reports.

"I hope so." she wipes a tear away, "Farewell." the jets zooms off.

"I can't believe it, Gynae was a human. I'm so confused." Brainstorm
sighs.

"Come forth, Brainstorm." Vesta Zeta states.

"You knew I was here?" Brainstorm asks, stepping into the room.

"Yes. I sense you care for Gynae, there is no shame in it. She is the
same being within, no matter what body she is in." Vesta Zeta reports, "Go
to her, Brainstorm, tell her what you feel." he transforms and leaves.

"Welcome back, Gynae. Will you stay be longer this time?" Vesta Zeta
inquires.

"Yes." Gynae nods and walks over to Brainstorm, "In fact, it will be
permanent. You can do whatever you wish to my human body, I will never use
it again." they leave