A/N: Here we are with the next chapter. I hope you enjoy it.


Arcee continued her steady trek through the forest. She has been walking for just over an hour. Though her body was dented and damaged in many places, her servos still functioned properly so she could move at a steady pace and act quickly if need be. In order to make sure she can still find the ship she walked in as straight of a line as possible.

It all felt… peaceful. That word felt almost foreign to her, but it was true. This world, this forest was just filled with so much life. So much color, it was such a contrast to the metal, war-torn hellish landscape that dominated most of Cybertron. None of that was here. Where it was in the form of the plants or the small creatures that scuttled around, life was blooming everywhere.

In her journey, she came across a stream of water. It looked more crystal clear than the water from the ocean she crash landed by. Sunlight light sparkled off the water. She leaned down and stuck her hand in it. The water felt cold, yet somehow relaxing and refreshing as she felt it flow between her fingers and against her palm.

A strong gust of wind blew from behind her, taking many of the green, yellow, and red things from the tall brown pillars with it. They flew thorugh the air in a colorful wave. Arcee felt a rare, genuine smile form on her face. Whatever world she crashed on, it was a beautiful one.

She walked out into a clearing where she could see the sky. Off in the distance over a hilltop, she saw a plume of black smoke rising up to the sky. From experience, Arcee knew that black smoke meant that something was burning. But what? She jogged up to the top of the hill to get a better view point.

Once at the top she saw where the smoke was coming from. It was coming from cluster of artificial structures, that looked like small buildings from Cybertron.. It was a town. Arcee's optics widened slightly at a sudden realization. Something had to build them. This planet was inhabited by an intelligent species. But the smoke… it was too large for a controlled burning. Were they under attack?

Battle hardened instincts kicked in as Arcee took off into a full sprint towards the town. This was her first, and possible only chance to find out more about what world she was on. But more importantly, if the town was under attack and there were inhabitants in danger, she wouldn't be able to call herself an Autobot if she stood by while innocents died.

After several minutes, she reached and crouched behind a building. She shifted her left arm into a blaster and started mentally counting. Once she reached three, she rolled into the road and took a battle stance with her blaster aimed forward, ready to open fire at a moment's notice. She scanned the road ahead of her for movement but found none.

The road she was on was strange. Most of it behind her and a little in front of her was a dirt path. It then went to a bunch of small gray rocks and then turned into a flat black surface, with yellow lines running down the center. The buildings in front of her as seen better days. Many of them were damaged, leaving their rubble out onto the road. One had even fully collapsed on itself. A few small craters, holes, and slash marks dotted the road and buildings in front of her

It almost looked like an abandoned, old war-torn section on Cybertron. There was no doubt in Arcee's mind that there was an attack of some kind. But by who and by what was still a mystery, one that she planned to find out. She stood up and cautiously walked down the street, blaster at the ready and being perceptive of her surroundings.

She reached an intersection and turned right. Where the smoke was coming from, or what was causing it, wasn't that much further. There were more signs of battle but no signs of the town's inhabitants. It gave Arcee an unsettling feeling. 'What happened to them?' Before she could contemplate further, she saw something behind a piece of debris and rushed forward to investigate.

Her optics widened when she crouched down next to it. It appeared to be a life form… or it was, the wounds across its chest and the red liquid that stained it showed that it had been killed. It was a bipedal creature with two legs, arms with five fingers each, and a head. It had two eyes, two ears on the side of it's head, a mouth, a nose, and some brown fur on the top of it's head. It looked almost exactly like a cybertronian, but organic and smaller. It looked like if it stood up straight its head would reach her upper thigh.

She quickly glanced around and saw no others. Did the rest evacuate and this one was just an unlucky one to get caught and killed? She reached down and ,as softly as she could, brought two of her fingers up and gently closed it's eyes. "Till all are one." She said softly. A moment later she stood back up and continued down the road. She thought about the injuries the poor creature sustained. It almost reminded her of-... 'No, it can't be them. Not here.'

Arcee was drawn out of her thoughts when she saw more things further down the road. There were several machines scattered throughout the road. They were damaged and had parts of them scattered about. But what really took Arcee's curiosity was that some of them looked very similar to the alt forms of the Vehicons and many of the Autobots.

She crouched down and got a closer look. These were hollowed out and had windows that were made of glass. On the inside there were seats, a wheel, and some other levers. They had to be some kind of transportation for these life forms. As curious and exciting this was, it almost made Arcee feel a little uneasy. First the aliens look like them and now they build machines that look like them. Talk about weird.

She glanced to her right. There was another one of those machines, but it was the one next to it that caught her attention. Unlike the square, bulky machines, this one was much smaller, slender, and had two wheels. She quickly realized that on a planet with other intelligent life, she would stick out like a bright beacon on this planet without a proper disguise. Liking the fact that this vehicle was similar to the alt mode she used most of her life, she decided that this bi-wheeled vehicle would suffice.

When she got close to it she activated her trans-scanner. Several bright, rapid moving blue scanning lasers shot from her eyes and moved all over the bi-wheeled vehicle, scanning everything about about the vehicle, from its appearance to its mechanisms. Moments later the lasers stopped and Arcee closed her optics. She then transformed into her new alt mode.

It was an exact copy of the bi-wheeled vehicle, but had the color scheme of her bipedal form; blue, gray, and black, with none of the pink visible. It also was damaged, with metal bent, warped, indented, and with some paint scratches like her bipedal mode was. But she can get that fixed when she returns to the ship. Satisfied, she transformed back, re-readied her weapons, and continued to the fuming smoke.

A little over a minute later she walked into some kind of town square. It was a disaster. She finally found out where the smoke was coming from: There were two of some kind of ship crashed on the road, with one completely engulfed in flames. The other had two wings and engines, one on each side, with one badly damaged. At least a two dozen bodies were scattered throughout the square, but unlike the one she found earlier they were made of metal and had nuts, bolts, and wires sticking out of them.

Arcee noticed how all of them were armed with some kind of weapon and concluded that they were some kind of military bots. She would have questioned if they were the ones that attacked the town, but they had similar cuts and tears as the organic did, and judging by how their bodies were positioned, they were defending the ship. Getting closer to the ship, she found four more bodies. They were more of the organics, but that had metal armor plating on them with guns next to their bodies, though one was missing his. They all had the same red liquid as the one from before and they had the same injuries.

Arcee was now starting to feel uneasy. She still did not know what happened here, and the claw and tear marks on all of the bodies seemed too similar t- 'Get it together Arcee! They're still on Cybertron. There's no possible way they're here.' Arcee shook her head to clear her thoughts, but the question still remained: what did this to them? Looking over the other ship, she noticed that a ramp was down on the back.

Something inside the ship was worth dying over for these organics, and she wanted to know what. Arcee walked over to the other side of the ship, and then immediately wished she hadn't, flinching back and her optics widened with a shocked gasp.

More of those creatures, about more than two dozen or so, were inside and scattered around the area beside the ship. They were all dead. Some of them were soldiers and the rest appeared to be civilians. But what really shocked her to her core was that most of the creatures looked like the organic equivalent of sparklings. They where so much smaller than the rest, and two of them were so small that they were cradled in the arms of others.


Arcee had only been in military service for just over a stellar cycle. So far it wasn't as bad as she feared. She was part of a squad of five other autobots, self named Jackal Squad, in charge of guarding a sector in the outskirts of Iacon. They were extremely efficient at their job. Any Decepticon or Vehicon that tried to get through or sneak past them was driven away or destroyed. It was good.

But then one day, the Decepticons conducted a major offensive and breached Iacon's defenses, pushing deep into the city. Her squad rushed in to aid in the defenders of their capital city. They helped the city's defense forces hold the line after over a solar cycle of fighting. They were about to join the main force's offensive to fully drive the Decepticons out of the city, when her squad received a distress signal.

"*bzt* -is is Echo platoon leader Diamond Bolt! Decepticon forces hav- *bzt* 31-A *bzzzzzzzt* -peat, the Decepticons are breaching the perimeter of Incubation Housing Chamber 531-A! Anyone who can hear thi- *bzt*" And then the transmission was lost. Incubation chambers were where young sparklings, including those yet to start functioning, were kept until they grew and matured enough. And the Decepticons were attacking one of them.

Jackal Squad immediately rushed to the housing to aid in its defense. To Arcee, this was personal. That was the chamber where she spent her earliest cycles growing up, and she also visited it during her leave periods. She always enjoyed helping out and spending time with the younger sparklings. They were just so full of curiosity and innocence that she couldn't help but feel happy while with them.

And now the Decepticons were trying to kill them. She was not going to allow that.

She and her squad made it to the incubation housing chamber through the rear and made it just in the nick of time, as the Decepticons were trying to breach the first chamber. Her squad and some guards took positions at the main door while others attempted to evacuated the sparklings. Unfortunately they didn't have as much time as they thought. Almost immediately, something started to bang down the main security down, warping it with each impact.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Everyone froze at that terrible sound coming from the other side of the door. What kind of Decepticons were they up against? She felt a sparkling cling to her leg servo, hiding behind her in fear. Not even a moment later, the door was broken down and all hell broke loose. This would be Arcee's first, but not the last, encounter with the Terrorcons.

The Terrorcons are a special team of Decepticons. Instead of a transportation type of alt-forms, they turned into monsters that excelled in terror and murder.they are made up of Rippersnapper, Blot, Sinnertwin, Cutthroat and their Leader Hun-Gurrr. Arcee and her team were able to hold their ground for a while, but it soon became evident that the Terrorcons were just playing with them. They soon grew bored and pushed forward. The Autobots never stood a chance.

Arcee was immediately engaged by Arachnid, who pinned her to a wall with her synthetic cybertronian webbing. She wrapped her up almost completely, leaving her audio receptors uncovered on purpose. Arcee struggled to break free but to no avail. She was trapped.

Trapped as she heard the fighting rage on in the favor of the Decepticons. Trapped as she heard her teammates, that she have come to know and love since boot, camp get killed. Trapped as she heard the high pitch, frightened screams of the sparklings getting slaughtered one by one. Trapped as she heard the Terrorcons laugh and cheer for their victory as they left the facility.

It felt like mega-cycles, and it probably was, but Arcee was finally able to break free. Her entire body hurt, it was hard to move. She struggled to get on her two feet and move into the facility. She only made it to the next room before she froze in fear.

Hundreds of sparklings were lying on the floor dead. Shot, cut, torn apart, crushed, and with blue energon leaking from their bodies. Arcee fell to her knees, optics shaking. They were all gone. Sparklings who could have lived, grown, learned, and accomplish great things in their lives… gone before they ever got the chance.

She heard whimpering to her left. It was a sparkling trying to crawl away to safety. It was covered in blue energon. She rushed over to pick it up, to see if she could help it. The sparkling died in her arms seconds later. Arcee didn't know how long she stared at the sparkling. She then looked around the room as she finally understood the full weight of the situation.

She held the sparkling's body close, and wept.


Arcee shook and gripped her head, getting the painful memories out of her mind. She then looked down sadly at one of the organic sparkling's bodies. Noticing it's eyes were still open, she crouched down and gently closed her eyes.

"Til all are one, little one," she whispered softly. "You deserved better than this." There was nothing Arcee could have done to help, and it pained her. She didn't know who or what did this, but if she ever found out-

Something on the ground caught Arcee's attention. It's white color contrasted the brown and black of the ground. She carefully picked it up with her fingertips. It was tiny but it looked like it could fit into the hands of these creatures. The device then extended and lit up, displaying text on a near invisible glass screen. Was this some kind of communications device? A computer? Maybe something that could give her information about this world, what these creatures are, and maybe shed some light on what happened here.

Looking over the device, she saw a port on the side of it. She quickly scanned it and then held her pointer finger up. Out the tip came a wire that shifted into plug that would fit into the port. She plugged it in and started scanning the device for everything she could find. Unfortunately, she didn't have much time to scan it.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Gasping in fear at the familiar growl, Arcee dropped the device and shot backwards against the ship with her arm transformed into a blaster. 'Damn it Arcee, get control of yourself!' She shouted internally as she shut her eyes tight. 'They're back on Cybertron, there's no way that was them! Just calm down.' Her body stopped shaking a few moments later as she calmed down.

But that growl was all too familiar to her. She fought the terrorcons dozens of times, each just as or more brutal and nightmare enduring than the last. The things she saw and heard haunted her for years. She grew familiar with their sounds. But if it wasn't the Terrorcons, then what was it?

The sound of an impact and warping metal came from above her. Arcee quickly combat rolled forward, turned around, stood on one knee, and aimed her blaster up at whatever jumped on top of the destroyed ship. Arcee had time to observe what it was. It wasn't a Terrorcon, but it sure as the Pit looked like one.

The creature was jet black, had white armor with red engravings on it, and had glowing red eyes. It was bipedal but was also standing on its two muscular arms. It had large, sharp teeth sticking up from its bottom lip. A haunting black mist seemed to evaporate from it's body as it eyed her closely.

The creature then roared loudly to the sky as it rapidly beat on its chest before leaping up towards her with the intend to smash her. Arcee's first a shot but missed as she rolled out of the way. The creature hit the ground, making a small crater before charging at her again. But this time she was prepared as she fired her blaster at it again, scoring a hit.

Her energon reserves were lower than she thought, so the blast wasn't as powerful as she thought, but it still achieved the desired results. The creature fell back, screaming and howling in pain as it rolled over, holding the left side of its chest where it was hit. Arcee de-transformed her blaster and extended her arm blades, intending to finish the creature off. But she paused when she heard a chorus of growls, howls, and roars all around her.

More of them were coming.


A/N: Welcome to the world of bloody evolution Arcee.

So what did you guys think? Like it? Hate it? Think something could be improved? leave a review, all criticism is welcomed.

Special thanks Cyberleader2000 for beta-ing and for being my go-to nerd for Transformer terms and facts, and to Austin Ga Kill for giving this a final look over.

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