*Gets back after cleaning up chapter* My EYES! They burn! *Rubs eyes* Oh, wow... I am so glad I've learned from my mistakes, this thing was painful to read before Crystal Prime and I cleaned it up. Now it is at least readable, I am a little ashamed that I once wrote my chapters with such terrible grammar, but it is now readable.

Angel of all Decepticons - Thank you.

Disclaimer: Transformers belongs to Hasbro. I only take credit for this story and my OCs.

February 19, 2012 4:07 A.M

Autobot base, outside Jasper, Nevada

'It doesn't make any sense!' Ratchet thought frustratedly as he looked at the latest scan results of their oldest human charge. He had sedated Zechariah six breems ago, while Optimus was carrying the boy to his med-bay.

The Nanites inside the boy had multiplied themselves twenty-fold since last orbital-cycle, massively accelerating his transformation. Ratchet had tried every type of medicine compatible with the human body to slow the progress of the Nanites... Nothing worked.

A few things he tried accelerated his transformation even further. The only thing he now knew for sure was that the anomalies inside the boy were the beginnings of Cybertronian organs. As far as he could tell, the human's body absorbed the energon he came in contact with, allowing the nanites to easily multiply.

With one last look at the computer, and a glance at the human on the medical berth, Ratchet walked out of his med-bay and into the ops center.

Optimus was standing in front of the main computer, looking at a copy of Ratchet's scan of Zechariah. "What is his condition, Ratchet?" Optimus addressed his medic, not turning from the computer.

"I've done everything I can... Nothing will slow his transformation. He'll be one of us before our other human charges online for the cycle," Ratchet's tone was angry. His anger was not directed at Zechariah for becoming one of them, but at himself for not being able to stop it or slow it down.

"His femme creator is one of the Original Thirteen. If they want Zechariah to become one of us, then no one will hinder them." Optimus said, attempting to calm his medic.

Ratchet sighed. "I know, Optimus, but I don't like failing to help one of my patients." He said in a slightly depressed tone.

The ground shook slightly as the two of them were talking a breem later, and a faint shout came from inside the med-bay. With curious looks on their faceplates, both Ratchet and Optimus walked toward the med-bay doors.

"Primus..." Ratchet said quietly after the doors opened. Still getting back on to his pedes, was a very confused, and very large Cybertronian mech.

I woke up and looked up at the ceiling of Ratchet's med-bay. I started sitting up as I would normally, and stopped immediately at the faint sound of moving gears. Without moving, I looked around the med-bay for signs of an Autobot and saw none. Since I was the only one who could have made the sounds, I finished sitting up and looked down.

The sight of my own body made me jump so much that I fell and hit the floor with a resounding boom.

My back hit the floor first and at that moment I found out in a painful way that I had wings. "OW!" I yelled, getting up off my wings and standing to my feet... No to my pedes.

'Not now, expanding knowledge!' I scolded my CPU... Wait...

'Damn it! Well played knowledge, well played.'

The med-bay doors opened, admitting Optimus and Ratchet as I stood to my pedes.

"Primus," I heard Ratchet say when they saw me standing in the med-bay.

I looked down again at body... Chassis... 'I give up.'

My armor was jet-black and very thick. I doubt much would be able to damage it. And I had what looked like wheels on my pedes, which was unusual since I had wings as well.

Looking back up at the two Autobots I said dryly, "It seems as if I missed something important."

Ratchet and Optimus spent the next breem explaining quite a few things to me.

In that breem, I found that I was now standing at forty-five feet tall, six feet shorter then Optimus' massive fifty-one. On either side of my helm was a large silver mark that identified me as a direct descendant of Solus Prime. My optics were also different in color then the other Autobots. Instead of being bright sky blue, my optics were a royal cobalt blue, the same color as when I was a human.

I also was what they called a 'Triple-Changer,' which was a rare type of Cybertronian that had two alt forms. Apparently, their role in battle was the use of heavy ordinance like Missile Launchers and Rotary Cannons. I'm sure my optics lit up when they said that.

Because of my expanding knowledge I knew the basics of Cybertronian physiology. Ratchet, however, insisted I know about everything, including... Well the Cybertronian version of the Birds and the Bees.

Ratchet's sheer bluntness was sure to keep me disturbed for the next year or so.

Enlightening discussions aside, they only had theories as to how I changed so fast. Ratchet said since I was now fully Cybertronian we would likely never know. He also said I would be able to understand Bumblebee since my CPU would automatically decipher his method of speaking.

Since the med-bay wasn't large enough to give me a thorough medical scan, Ratchet had the three of us move. Bumblebee arrived with Jack, Miko and Raf at same time we got to the ops center.

"Who's the new guy?!" Miko asked excitedly as she, along with Jack and Raf, looked up at me.

"Technically I'm not new, Miko." I said with a smile, then laughed at looks on their faces when they recognized my voice.

"You... What... How and when did this happen!?" Jack finally asked, gesturing at me.

"We have been trying to answer that ourselves, Jack," Optimus said with a sigh.

"We won't find answers standing around talking" Ratchet said, with his usual annoyed tone. Ratchet scanned me and started going over the data. "Let's see... Spark beat's normal... CPU activity, also normal..." And that was how we spent the next half breem, listening to Ratchet list things off he read on his scanner.

"Your armor is in a double layer, which is uncommon even among Triple-Changers." Ratchet's optic ridges rose as he said this. "Now... Weapon... Systems..." He trailed off and looked at his scanner with widened optics.

After he was silent for a while, Bulkhead leaned forward. "Hey! You there, Ratch'?" He asked, and waved a servo in front of Ratchet's faceplate.

When Bulkhead did this, Ratchet shook his helm and started over. "Weapon systems... Very extensive." His optics were still widened as he spoke. Ratchet walked away from the rest of us and said. "Follow me, we still have some more tests."

I sighed in frustration at how long this was taking and followed after Optimus and him.

Arcee, Bumblebee and Bulkhead with Jack, Raf and Miko on their shoulder-joints walked along side me.

"I think you'll like where Ratchet is leading us," Arcee said with a bit of excitement in her optics.

Confused, I looked at my right to where she was standing. "Why is that?" I asked with a curious tone in my voice.

Bumblebee spoke to my left."You'll see,"he said simply as all of us walked into a bot sized elevator.

After a long ride downward, the elevator stopped at the largest room I had ever seen.

The ceiling was at the least four times my height, and was probably a good square kilometer in area. Off to the left of the elevator was a workstation where Ratchet was already standing. Beyond that was what looked like a boxing ring. On the right was a shooting range, and what I guessed was the beginning of an obstacle course directly in front of us.

"You're right, Arcee," she looked at me as I said "I do like this place." I was already planning to spend a lot of time here.

"Zechariah, I brought you here to start testing your weapon systems. Go to the range first," Ratchet said gruffly, clearly wanting to get started.

Nodding, I turned and walked over to the shooting range.

The shooting range was massive, well over a kilometer long and several hundred meters wide. The range itself was filled with targets made up of old human tanks, cars, trucks, and smaller targets hung up on the back wall for testing marksmanship. There was even a medium sized building in the middle. And instead of being made out of metal, the floor of the shooting range was covered with white sand, likely because sand was easier to maintain and replenish than a metal floor would be.

"Pick a target and use the weapons built into your servos," Ratchet said as I looked down range.

Earlier, my CPU imprinted the knowledge of how to deploy and use weapons, and how to transform into an alt mode. It was surprisingly simple. With a mental command I could deploy my left or right servos with a melee weapon, a blaster weapon or one of each. I also had weapon systems on my shoulder-joints and backplates that I would use later.

I couldn't use my melee weapons at this time so with a mental command I deployed my blaster weapons on both of my servos. The weapon on my right servo I was familiar with. It was a Scatter-Blaster similar to the one from Transformers: War for Cybertron. Knowing how that would shoot I looked at the weapon on my left servo. All I could tell was that it had two barrels and was likely fully-automatic.

After this I looked at the range and took aim at a pair of old cars about two hundred meters away. The weapon on my left servo was very accurately firing, with little spread on each shot. I calculated it was shooting at six-hundred rounds per minute. Instead of exploding on contact, the little bullet-shaped red balls of energy burned clean through the car and into the ground.

The Scatter-Blaster on my right servo was a shotgun so this was about its range limit. I could tell it would do massive damage at close range considering I only grazed the car and it took the roof off the car.

Ratchet typed something into his workstation and said, "Good, now use the ones in your shoulder-joints."

I deployed the weapon systems on my shoulder-joints. They were fairly large missile launchers. I counted and found each had sixteen missiles, giving me a total of thirty-two. Of course they worked as they should have, blowing up the six cars and two tanks I targeted. Everyone present looked impressed by the destruction.

"Alright, lastly, deploy the weapons on your backplates," Ratchet said. Even he sounded slightly impressed.

With a mental command I deployed my final weapon systems. Servo grips appeared on either side of my helm. I reached over my backplates and detached two very different, but incredibly powerful weapons. In my right servo was a six-barreled version of an Ion Displacer that easily doubled my servos length. I looked at it with wide but eager optics.

In my left servo was a Nucleon Shock Cannon that was even larger than the Ion Displacer. Deciding to use the shock cannon last, I lifted my right servo and fired a long burst at well over a dozen cars and tanks. The Ion Displacer sounded like a mechanical saw as it fired over six thousand rounds per minute. It turned the cars into little more than piles of scrap and shredded the tank armor apart as if it wasn't even there.

"I just found my favorite gun," I said with glee, returning the rotary cannon to my backplates. The mix of humans and Cybertronians watching me looked far more impressed with the Ion Displacer than any other weapon I had used so far. I took aim at the building with the Nucleon Shock Cannon and fired. With a loud thump that reminded me of a grenade launcher, the shot sailed into a window and exploded with similar force as one of my missiles. Feeling as if the cannon hadn't been at full power, I again took aim at the building.

This time I let the cannon charge, and it made an increasingly loud whine that sounded like something from the Bay films. After letting it charge for three micro-klicks, I fired at the building. The recoil was far greater than before. And since I wasn't ready for it, I was knocked back a step. However, the building didn't get off as easy. Instead of destroying a wall as I expected, the entire building vanished in a deafening explosion. Arcee, Bumblebee and Bulkhead used their frames to give cover for the humans in case any debris fell toward them. It was just a precaution as it looked as if the Nucleon almost completely incinerated the building. What used to be the building was now just blackened crater with smoke rising out of it. And I could have sworn the crater was sizzling, but I didn't know for certain. No one spoke as I put the massive weapon on my backplates. They just looked at spot the building used to be.

"Well... I don't think I should use that one very often," I said evenly after nearly a full klick of silence.

"You... You blew it up," Raf said quietly, clearly still in shock from the explosion.

Ratchet sighed heavily. "That will conclude your ranged weapon test. Get to the ring and I'll set up-" a beeping from his console cut him off. Ratchet's faceplate turned grim as he looked at the console. "Optimus! I've pinpointed the location of the Deception space bridge." He turned and walked into the elevator.

"So the schematics really were for a space bridge," I said with a sigh, as the rest of us followed him into the elevator.

Ratchet looked at me, annoyance and anger clear on his faceplate. "What? You knew and you didn't tell us?!"

I winced at Ratchet's tone and said carefully. "Yes, the Cons used it at the end of the first episode to bring Megatron to earth, but I didn't know the significance of it until we found the schematics on the Nemesis. I'm sorry."

Ratchet shook his helm angrily and Optimus said. "Your apology is accepted. However, if you have any more knowledge of the future it would best if you informed us."

"The last episode I saw ended before anyone even got close to the Nemesis, and the only other thing I know about the space bridge is that it's in earth's orbit. I'm now in the dark as much as you are," I said as shook my helm regrettably.

The elevator stopped at ground level, and Ratchet walked into the ops center and then over to his workstation. An image of the earth was on the main screen. Well out of it's atmosphere was a flashing red circle, what I assumed was the space bridges location.

"Like Zechariah said, the space bridge is in earth's orbit and far beyond our range," Ratchet said in an angry tone, likely frustrated at our lack of options.

"Why can't you just ground bridge there?" Miko asked, not knowing the ground bridge had its limitations.

"The ground bridge has limited range," Ratchet put his servos close together for emphasis. "Stretched into orbit it's vortex could snap and scatter us to the stars!" He said with a shake his helm.

Miko looked horrified by the possibility.

Optimus spoke with a fire in his voice. "Since Megatron is likely already in transit I'm afraid we have no choice. Reaching the space bridge first is our only chance of stopping him. Autobots, prepare for departure!"

Optimus turned to me. "Zechariah, you must remain here. You lack proper training in fighting Decepticons." Both his tone and expression were neutral.

"I understand Optimus. I'll see you when you return." I knew he was right, but I still felt worthless as I walked over to Ratchet. At the same time, Jack, Raf and Miko said goodbye to their guardians.

"Um...be seeing you?" Jack said uncertainly, looking up at Arcee. She shrugged in response and walked over to Optimus.

"Be careful," Raf said, looking at Bumblebee, who had become a very good friend in a short time."

I will be, see you soon,"Bumblebee said, standing up from his crouched position and joining Arcee and Optimus.

Miko was acting like... Well, Miko. "I'm so jealous! You get to go in space and I'm stuck here!" Her tone was more frustrated than concerned.

"Don't even think about following me," Bulkhead said, pointing a digit at her and walking to the others. As Bulkhead was walking toward the others, Ratchet spoke.

"Optimus, if you leave me stranded on a planet teaming with humans, along with a mech that used be one himself, I will never forgive you." his tone held what I hoped was false anger and annoyance.

Optimus looked at him with faint amusement, "Until we meet again my old friend," he said, and then activated his battle mask. Turning back to the ground bridge he bellowed "Autobots! Roll out!" He, along with the others, then disappeared into the ground bridge.

Ratchet had already set up a communications channel so we could hear them as they approached the space bridge.

"Autobots magnetize!"I heard Optimus say. Then the channel went silent for a short time.

Bulkhead was the next to speak,"Don't look down...or up...or left."He sounded like was talking to himself.

After another short silence, Arcee spoke."So Megatron is packing enough dark energon to raise the dead of Cybertron?"It seemed like she was speaking to the others on the space bridge.

"And since we don't possess a ready means of disabling the space bridge, nothing gets in or out."Optimus said, tone never changing, but still found a way to inspire you.

The channel was silent for almost three klicks before Arcee asked in a confused tone."Well...what are they waiting for?"

Optimus followed up Arcee's statement,"It appears the Decepticons have sustained serious damage to their interstellar navigations system."He said, sounding slightly surprised by this discovery.

"Huh, that's my handiwork."Bulkhead said, tone far more surprised than Optimus'.

"Great job, Bulkhead. Without the dish, Megatron will be unable to aim the space bridge at Cybertron,"Prime's voice was cautious but slightly relieved.

"Don't the Decepticons know where their own planet is?" Raf asked curiously.

"Naturally," Ratchet scoffed. "But Cybertron is located in what you call the Triangulum Galaxy. If the Decepticon's is aim is off by a single nanometer, they will miss their intended target by a hundred light-years. So, their aim must be astronomically precise"

Optimus sighed."If Megatron went through the trouble of rendezvousing with his space bridge, then he must have an alternate targeting system, one still on earth."

Ratchet gave a slight laugh. "Well, we can rule out anything human-made. They don't have a single radio telescope dish powerful enough to pinpoint Cybertron."

As Ratchet was saying this, Raf had been working on the computer. "What about a bunch of linked radio telescope dishes? Like the giant sized array in Texas" he said as he looked over at the medic.

Ratchet, however, didn't think much of the idea. "This is not child's play-"

Optimus cut him off."Good thinking Raf. Ratchet, have Agent Fowler alert the array staff to the security threat."

Agent Fowler suddenly sat up and yelled at me. "You! Soldier!... You're out of uniform!... Put on some pants!" With that, he fell back unconscious.

"I don't think Fowler is up to it, Optimus" I said, doing my best not to laugh.

Raf turned back to the computer and attempted to gain access to the arrays systems. After a klick he sighed, "The array has very advanced firewalls. I can't get in!" He shook his head in frustration.

Ratchet narrowed his optics at Raf. "You... Actually think you could keep the Decepticons out?" I don't know how, but he was sarcastic and curious at the same time.

Raf shrugged. "Maybe... If I could get in," he said, sounding like he wasn't truly sure himself.

Jack suddenly stepped forward. "Raf, what if we could get you all the way in? Like inside the building?" he gestured toward the picture of the array on the screen.

Raf widened his eyes in realization. "If I logged into their internal network from inside the building, the firewall would no longer be a problem." He said, looking at the computer.

"The risk is too great. The Decepticons will be there, perhaps even inside,"Optimus said with a sigh.

Jack got a look of determination on his face. "Optimus, with all due respect, you said it yourself. This is bigger than the safety of three humans." He spoke with a fire I had never heard from him.

Miko added her two cents, "Yeah, if we let the Cons win the whole planet's fragged."

Optimus was silent for a klick."Well, Raf?"He asked the youngest of the humans.

"I want to give it a try," Raf said immediately.

"And so you will. Ratchet, bridge them to the arrays location, and stand guard while they are inside,"Optimus said, tone suggesting he was impressed with the bravery of the three humans.

Seeing that I might be of some use, I spoke up. "I know you ordered me to stay here because I lack training. I also don't know how to operate the ground bridge. If Ratchet goes with them and you need a bridge, I won't be able to give you one. But I already know how to shoot," I gave Optimus my best argument.

"He's right, Optimus. Also, my servo is only at half strength. Even a very weak drone would get the better of me," Ratchet said, surprisingly backing me up on this.

Optimus was silent for a klick. Finally he said firmly,"Very well, Zechariah. You will make sure no Decepticons enter the facility, but do not engage unless absolutely necessary."

"Understood," I said simply, while Ratchet activated the ground bridge. Jack, Raf and Miko started walking into the ground bridge and I followed, a moment later we were gone.

February 18, 2012 7:17 A.M

Giant Sized Array, northwest of the Guadalupe Mountains.

After going through the ground bridge, the first thing I noticed was how large the array facility was. There were at least forty enormous dishes surrounding us, but only a single large white building.

"Alright, you go inside and get Raf into the system. For obvious reasons I can't follow you, so I'll stay out here watch for any Cons" I said, deploying my Scatter-Blaster.

Jack and the others nodded and ran toward the building, quickly disappearing into the facility's door way.

The facility was quiet... Very quiet. Nothing made any sound as I walked around the building.

Five klicks after they had gone inside and I had circled the building, the dishes started moving simultaneously, then they moved back into their original position, moving one final time and staying locked in place. A moment later, I heard a jet engine from the opposite side of the building from where I was, and by the time I turned the corner the Decepticon was gone. Looking at the top of the building, I noticed the roof had a gaping hole in it.

'How the hell did I miss that?' I thought, angry at myself for missing such an obvious thing.

A klick after the Decepticon flew away, Jack, Raf and Miko exited the building.

As I walked over to them, Ratchet opened a ground bridge and we found ourselves back at base.

February 18, 2012 7:24 A.M

Autobot base, outside Jasper, Nevada

"What went wrong?" Ratchet asked as he crossed his servos.

Jack then explained what happened inside the building, while I apologized for not stopping the con. Ratchet didn't have time to say anything before his console beeped loudly. Ratchet's optics widened as he looked at it.

"Optimus! I'm reading a rapidly expanding mass in their space bridge vortex! One with a Dark Energon signature," he said anxiously.

Optimus then said through the communications channel,"Megatron has put his plan in motion. Ratchet, we must destroy the space bridge. There is enough live energon coursing through it to achieve detonation, but we lack the firepower to ignite it."

Ratchet sighed. "If I knew how the space bridge was engineered I might find a way of accomplishing that," he said with a frustrated tone in his voice.

Raf then pulled something out of his backpack. "Um... Would schematics help?" he asked, holding a flashdrive in his hand.

"Optimus, I must say, the space bridge is our only hope of ever returning to Cybertron. Are you certain this is our only option?" Ratchet asked gravely.

"I am afraid so..."Optimus' tone was similar to Ratchets.

"Then let it light our darkest hour!" Ratchet said, and started giving the other Autobots instructions.

A few klicks later, Fowler, who I now just noticed was walking, said nervously, "These things are getting closer...that's bad right?"

"It's very bad," I said simply, looking down at the government agent.

"When did you get here?" Fowler asked, looking surprised at my presence.

"That's a long story, one that should wait until late,r" I said, hoping he would drop the matter. Thankfully, he did.

"Ratchet, we're in position,"I heard Arcee say through the channel.

"Good, now pay close attention!" Ratchet said urgently. "Below you should be a power line, do you see it?" He asked, then went silent as he waited for a response.

"Yes,"Arcee said, after a moment of silence.

Ratchet continued, "Now follow the line to an energon pump, a large valve should be there."

The line was silent briefly. "I found it," Arcee said, then went quiet and waited for more instructions.

"Good, now all you need to do is reverse the current," Ratchet's voice sounded calm, but I could tell he was nervous.

"Current reversed," Arcee reported, sounding slightly relieved.

When she said this Fowler jumped in the air, "Yes!..." he yelled. Then, after a micro-klick, he looked at Raf. "Right?"

I rolled my optics, and Ratchet, not paying attention to Fowler, said to Arcee, "I'll ready the ground bridge" and walked over to his work station.

"Don't keep us waiting,"Arcee said dryly, then closed the channel.

Ratchet reopened the channel, this time it was with Optimus, "The ground bridge is ready and waiting!" Jis voice held slight fear. Optimus didn't respond, instead he closed the channel again.

Everyone at base was looking at the ground bridge, anxiously awaiting the others return.

Raf asked worriedly, "Do you...think they're?..." He left his sentence hanging.

Ratchet looked at his servo which held a small computer. "Four life signals... They should be here by now," he said this last part too quietly for human ears to hear.

Optimus suddenly stepped through the ground bridge. He had a neutral look on his faceplate, but I could see faint sadness in his optics. Bulkhead came through the ground bridge after Optimus, looking very tired. Miko ran up to him and hugged his servo, which made him give a slight smile. Arcee and Bumblebee came through the bridge shortly after Bulkhead. Both had blackened spots on their armor from Decepticon fire and looks of exhaustion on their faceplates.

As Miko, Raf and Jack welcomed their guardians back, Ratchet leaned toward Optimus. "And Megatron?" He asked quietly.

"Not even Megatron could have survived ground zero," Optimus said, keeping all emotion from his voice.

"So..." Agent Fowler began. "When did he get here?" He asked Optimus, then looked up at me.

"Do you see every civilian you encountered here yesterday, Agent Fowler?" Optimus asked, seeming to avoid the question.

Scrunching his eyebrows in confusion, Fowler looked around the room. After a klick of searching he looked back at Optimus.

"No, I only see three out of four, the tallest one is gone," Fowler said, looking even more confused.

Optimus shook his helm. "No, Agent Fowler. All four of the civilians you encountered are in this room," he said evenly, but his optics seemed to be smiling.

Fowler kept his confused look for a moment, then widened his eyes and looked at me in shock.

"Hey... How you doing?" I asked casually.

The government agent just stared at me with his mouth slightly agape, not saying anything.

"Perhaps it is best that we tell you the full story another time, Agent Fowler," Optimus said after Fowler continued to stare at me for a few micro-klicks.

Fowler nodded mutely and walked toward the elevator, but not before he thanked the bots for his rescue.

"So... Is this the part where you say goodbye and tell us to forget everything that's happened? Because I'm not going to forget," Miko asked nervously after Fowler left.

Optimus shook his helm. "No, you all shall remain under our protection, as long as you need us."

Jack, Miko and Raf looked pleased by this, but none more then Miko. "YES! Bulkhead, we have to go to a concert, oh and monster truck rally, and..."

I automatically tuned her out after that.

"Arcee, I want you to be in charge of Zechariah's training," Optimus said as Miko kept talking.

Just as Arcee was responding, Miko cut her off and looked at me with excitement written on her face. "You should change your name, something like... Like Warhammer! Or Fireblast! How about Shadowstreak?! Or..." She would have kept going had I not stopped her with an upheld servo.

"Miko... Thank you for the suggestions and I will consider them, but I believe Arcee was trying to say something," I gestured for Arcee to continue.

Arcee gave me a grateful nod. "As I was saying, I have no problem with helping in his training, but I'll need help. Are you going to train him as well?" She asked, looking at Optimus.

"With the time I can spare, yes. All of us will," Optimus turned his helm slightly at Ratchet at that last part, making the medic grumble something I couldn't hear. Arcee nodded. "Alright, when do you want us to start?" She asked, with her servos crossed over her chestplates.

"Sorry to interrupt, but my mom just asked if I could come home early," Jack said apologetically, holding up his phone.

Raf checked the time on his phone. "My dad said to be home by nine o'clock, and it's eight right now."

"Take the children home, we will discuss Zechariah's training next cycle," Optimus said, looking at Bulkhead, Bumblebee, and Arcee.

It was approximately five breems after they left that I asked Ratchet where I could recharge.

He walked away from his work station and said simply, "This way." As we walked down the same hall that held the med-bay, Ratchet turned toward me. "Miko was right in a way. Not only do you need a new name, you also need to find alt modes."

"I know, I've been considering both since they left," I said, having already reached the same conclusion.

Ratchet stopped in front of the third door after his med-bay and pressed a button off to the side.

What I now knew must be my quarters were very large, but mostly spartan. There was a bot-sized desk in the left corner with two cubes for energon on it. There was a recharge berth that was more than large enough for me, and that was all besides the lights. I turned to look at Ratchet, but found he was already gone. Shrugging my shoulder-joints, I walked into my quarters, locked the door, and turned the lights out after I got on the recharge berth. It wasn't even a klick later that I fell into a deep recharge.

Well, there's another chapter cleaned up still have several to go.

I don't really know why I put all the terms in one place when I first wrote this chapter... *Scratches head in confusion before shrugging* But I will keep them here.

Mech=Man.

Femme=Woman.

Carrier=Mother.

Sire=Father.

Helm=head.

Optics=eyes.

Audio Receptors=ears.

Shoulder-Joints=self-explanatory.

Backplates=again self-explanatory.

Chestplates=don't make me say self-explanatory again... Wait.

Servos=hands/arms.

Digit=finger.

Pedes=legs.

Spark=basically a Cybertronian's soul.

Chassis=body.

Frame=also a term for body, but used differently. Go back and read the part in the chapter where Zechariah destroys the building, I used it there.

CPU=brain.

Processor=can also be a term for brain.

Astro-Klick=one millisecond.

Nano-Klick=one-tenth of a second.

Micro-Klick=one second.

Klick=one minute.

Breem=one hour.

Solar-Cycle=one day.

Mega-Cycle=one week.

Jour=one month.

Orbital-Cycle=one year.

Vorn=eighty three years.

Centi-Vorn=eight thousand three hundred years.

This chapter's credit song is "Augest Burns Red - Carol of the Bells" I posted this chapter during the Christmas/Holiday season. And since I didn't want to put an actual Christmas song as the credit song, as I can't stand most Christmas music, I put this here. So, enjoy.