AN: I only own my OCs. Vox belongs to a friend.


Authoress: Well, this looks like it could be fun!

Sentinel: *sighs* What are you planning?

Authoress: *smirks* Oh...nothing much. Just some fun. *runs off*

Sentinel: *sighs longer* Oh, this will not be good.


Ch. 2: New Technology

Fable's 1st P.O.V.

I smirked as I sat on the back of the cement couch in the Autobot 'base' here in the human city of Detroit. This wasn't what I was expecting when our Prime said that we would be setting up base with his…'enemies'. Since we were all technically Autobots, the Decepticons were our one true enemies, but the two other Primes that we were currently having to work with were not far below Decepticons on my list to dissect.

They were responsible. The teammate that Trecke and I never met; Pandimala. She had been taken from this world before we were even allowed to meet her. From what little our leader has told us, this Pandimala would have been an amazing addition to our team and I knew that we would have liked her. Maybe, if she was as nice as Sentinel was saying, she would have let me switch around a few of her limbs. Oh, I wouldn't have touched her wings…I had studied enough on bots with flying alt modes to know that their wings were extremely sensitive. That would be painful for her. She would have been a teammate…family…I would not inflict pain on a family member. But, maybe exchanging one of her sharp servos with one of my leader's would give us an edge in our fighting.

However, that option was no more. The two glitches called Primes that we were here with saw to that with their poor choices. And, not only did our Prime have to suffer the loss of our first team member that day, but he has had to suffer the humiliation that their choice caused him. When I had gone into Iacon Central that solar in search of Sentinel Prime…I wasn't an idiot. Even I had been told about what had happened those many stellar cycles ago.

Well, I had been told the rumors anyways.

Sentinel Prime had taken his temporary assignment team, made up of the current Elita-One Prime and Optimus Prime, on a supply run to Vehicon. On the way back, they decided to detour to a forbidden planet, Archa 7, and they barely made it out alive. There had been a trial…of sorts, to determine the punishment for the three involved. In the end, the Council had decided on putting the three of them on planetary lockdown for five hundred stellar cycles and they had to pay a two thousand credit fine. For that kind of infraction, and what really happened, it was a light punishment.

However, from what I heard, Elita-One Prime and Optimus Prime had not been too happy about the restriction and had complained a lot…though my sources said that Elita One complained more than Optimus. I had looked into the two Primes to join but, seeing how they reacted to the Archa 7 incident, I had quickly decided to not offer my services to them. That was even more when they joined on a team together. From the information I got from my inside sources, some off world, at the time, it had been Elita-One Prime who had forced the trip to Archa 7.

However, I was surprised by how Sentinel Prime was handling the situation. Instead of being upset at the travel restriction he was under, the Prime had immediately dived into finding a team he could build. And even more to my surprise, the first bot that he accepted was Trecke. I had even heard of the bot and that, ever since he began boot camp, he had proclaimed his undying love to almost any bot that he met. Not the first bot that the average team leader would place on their team but Sentinel realized Trecke's brilliance as a tactician.

After that, I realized that I had to make sure that I got on his team. For hundreds of stellar cycles, I waited for my opportunity to present myself to the Prime. That time came when he was injured in a training session with Trecke. After compiling a resume of my skills and background, I infiltrated Iacon Central and made my way to the Prime. When I first say Sentinel, I knew that he was the Prime for me. My original plan had been to offer my fealty to him after I completed healing his arm. But, Avian's arrival slightly threw off my plan.

However, I used her arrival, along with Cranklock, Sunlock, and Scramble, to my advantage as witnesses to my fealty oath. When my precious leader accepted my oath, I knew that I had the correct Prime to serve under. I still hadn't completely figured out Trecke but I knew that it was only a matter of tie. We both respected our leader and that in itself told me that we would, one solar, become close allies and friends. It was just a matter of figuring Trecke out.

Movement out of the corner of my optics caused me to turn toward the entrance to the base. I couldn't stop the slow smirk from showing when I saw the black motorcycle mech. Prowl. Oh, the plans I had for him. I didn't get much chance to work with his frame type and, once I got him to sign some wavers, I would see just how a frame as lithe as his worked. But, that would take some time.

…Their team…Team Orion I believed was their official name in the Autobot database, was still mad at me for scaring that little yellow and black scout of theirs…Bumblebee. He was another one that I knew both Trecke and I would be having fun with. Anyways, our precious leader had to pull me off of the yellow mini-bot…though as far as I knew he hadn't apologized for my actions and I wasn't planning on doing so.

"Oh…you're here." Prowl stated toward me as a sort of greeting. Though it was a pretty week in my opinion.

So, I smirked toward the cyber-ninja. "Yes, I'm here. I'm surprised that more of you aren't around. Your team is rather large and all." I had been curious when I got here, since Sentinel was having us stay at the new base for now, that there was no bot else here. Not even the little techno-organic that we had not been allowed to meet yet.

In return, the cyber-ninja pointed toward the door. "I was told to come and get you. Sentinel says that you all brought new technology to share with us but he won't show us anything until you are at the park."

Ah, so my leader was looking for me. Guess he was also giving me a treat in sending the cyber-ninja to lead me to him instead of just sending me a map to this park. "I wish you would have said so immediately. My precious leader is waiting for me and I hate to keep him waiting." I then transformed into my new Earth mode, which was a classic 2016 Ford Raptor with an extended cab and bed. It wasn't the normal medic fare on this planet but, of course, I wasn't the normal sort of medic.

"It won't take us long to reach the park." Prowl informed me as we drove out of the base.

I smirked to myself and continued driving behind the motorcycle. "Oh, sometime here soon, I was hoping that you might sign some wavers for me. Simple ones that will let me work on you with more freedoms." I then paused and let him think about that before driving my point home. "Dismemberment is much too frowned upon these solars."

"No." Was Prowl's quick response to that last part before driving further ahead.

Oh well. I would get him to sign eventually. I almost got the big green one, Bulkhead, to sign the previous night cycle before Ratchet came in and stopped me. Fragging medic. But, I couldn't be too angry at the old bot. As much as he didn't like me, I respected his skills as a medic and his resilience to folding to the social norms of the solar. Quite the role model for me really. The medic himself wouldn't believe it however.

…Of course, my rearranging of his limbs might have helped that opinion. But, he did sign the waver. Actually…that waver was still effective, so I could mess with him some more. For now, however, I had to get more wavers signed. I wonder who among this Team Orion I could get to sign a waver?

It wasn't long before the cyber-ninja and I arrived at the park and, once we stopped, the two of us transformed before I made my way over to my team. I had missed being with them, as much as I was sure Trecke didn't miss me. "Oh joy. You're finally here." Trecke greeted me coldly. Yep, we were back to the normal fun.

"Sorry for coming late. Just wondering about my next project." I apologized to those gathered. My precious leader just sighed, Trecke shook his helm, and Team Orion looked like they were going to be steering clear of me if they could help it. That was good. I wanted to get them alone, and away from Ratchet, so I could get the wavers signed. But, for now, I had to behave and show these bots our new tech.

"It's fine Fable." Sentinel greeted me before turning to Team Orion. "Now that my entire team is here, we'll show you the new upgrade that was made to the soliform program." Sentinel then motioned to Trecke and I so the two of us nodded before transforming to our alt modes. Trecke was also a classic vehicle by being a 2017 Aston Martin Vantage AMR.

Once I was in vehicle mode, I started the new program procedure for the soliform system. It felt a little rough at first but, as I entered the specifics into the program based off of what I had seen in human culture, I soon designed myself a completely unique soliform that would be unique only to me. After a few nanos, I sent the command for the program to start the initialization of my new soliform. At the end, as it was starting to form, the program asked me the name of my soliform. Raum seemed like an interesting name so I chose that as my primary name, while the sire-name, Corvus seemed to fit. Once that was imputed, I looked through my soliform's eyes and up at my fellow Autobots surrounding me through blue optics. Those were very important to have because the new soliform program took features from our chassis that translated to the being in question, in this case optics with human eyes, and had them automatically put in. Though thankfully they did not translate the orange pupils I had in my bot mode.

"That's it?" Bumblebee asked, once again showing that he was quite skilled at opening his mouth before thinking. The idiot.

"No, that is not it." I glanced to my right and saw a man with teal colored hair, blue tinted glasses over his eyes, fair skin, and stood about five foot eight. Those glasses were very important to him and I would not ask him about them...yet. He had on a light blue shirt with teal colored jeans, a teal jacket, and a teal hat with a light blue ribbon around it. Around his neck was a scarf that was light blue and light tan stripped. I had no doubt in my processor that the man was Trecke. "I'm sure that my love would have explained this, but since my…comrade and I are in this form it would be best if we explained this." Well, he didn't call me an idiot. That's a start. "One new change with the soliform program is that you must name it."

The smell of something cooking nearby caused me to glance and see a food stand nearby selling an item that I was sure was called a 'hot-dog'. That would help. So, since I wasn't being paid attention to, I made my way over to it.

"What's your soliform called?" Since I was walking backwards toward the stand, I saw that it was the techno-organic called Sari who asked that.

By that point, I had arrived at the hot-dog stand and used an allowance that my precious leader had given me to purchase two of these things, plain, for myself and Trecke's soliform…who I hoped he said his name soon.

Once I paid the man behind the cart and he handed me two of the wrapped concoctions, I made my way back over to Trecke as he answered he. "My name in this form is Micha Forfax." Micha Forfax. It seemed to fit Trecke quite well. The name was almost rolling off of my human glossa. Thankfully, I was able to hold myself back as I arrived back with the group.

"Where did you get those?" Elita-One Prime asked me with surprise. Must not be the most observant on her team. I had been gone a while and I hadn't even tried to hide that I was leaving the area. Usually, I didn't want to be seen moving about. But, just to get these hot-dogs, I didn't really mind. "I just moved to that stand over there and purchased them. Smell quite amazing to be honest." I then smirked and bowed my head. Thankfully, my top-hat didn't come off. "I am called Raum Corvus in this form." My gray gloved hands, with red fingertips, extended out as I bowed to them. On my back, I felt the black short cloak that I was wearing fall in front of my gray long-sleeved shirt. I wore dark gray jeans with a black belt. Over my shirt, I was wearing a medium gray vest that was made out of leather. I was unique and I wanted to make sure that this world knew it.

"Raum Corvus?" Bumblebee questioned me.

Like he was one to judge my name. "Yes, that is my name in this form. You had better get used to it. I plan on many experiments in this form as well." And boy was I. Could I take off the limbs of these upgraded soliforms as smoothly as I could in our true bodies?

"What do you mean?" The one called Arcee asked me.

Thankfully, it was our leader who responded as I handed one of the hot dogs to Micah…or Trecke in his actual form. "We are going to be the only two teams, for now, with the upgraded soliform technology. While we use these forms, the science division wants us all to immerse ourselves in human society and learn as much as we can so we can send the data to them. From that data, the science division can make a more comprehensive analysis of organic beings for the soliform program. From the little that they learned from Sari Sumdac, they have upgraded the soliform program that we will be using with a very unique programing."

I heard a gasp from the bots on Team Orion as Micah and I started to eat the hot-dogs that I had bought. While I wanted to leave them in the amazed stupor that they were in, I knew that our precious leader would not be happy with me if I did. "Don't worry Team Orion. The new soliform program has a sequence of code that allows us to, not only eat organic food, but to convert that food into energon for our actual chassis. It's quite amazing really. These hot-dogs aren't as bad tasting as they might appear." I then took another bite of the protein giving food item. "Though it might be missing something. I'll have to dismember one of these in the future to see if I can't learn their secret."

There was a slight pause before our leader spoke. "There's the program. My team and I will, from now on, be leaving our chassis on the ship and exploring Earth solely in this form. In the case of an emergency, we will transfer ourselves to our chassis and be sent in as soon as possible." With a servo signal from Sentinel, and with the fact that Trecke and I had finished our hot-dogs, the two of us deactivated the program. The return to our chassis was a lot smoother…in my opinion. Once I was in my chassis, I transformed and stood by our leader as he continued talking. "For now, we will return to our base and plan."

With the understood order from our leader, the three of us transformed before we moved toward the new base's location. It was secluded on the west side of town and, if we were lucky, far enough away from the other Autobot base where they wouldn't come bothering us that much. While I didn't mind messing with them in public or at their base, I knew that our leader was going to be looking at our base as a sort of retreat from them.

It wasn't long before the three of us were pulling in through the base's main door and, once the door shut behind us, we transformed before starting to walk toward the training rooms. It was sixteen hundred currently and that meant that it was time for training exercises. Even though we were on Earth, we knew that our leader was not going to sit by and let our skills get rusty.

We had heard the stories of Optimus' team, playing monitor games…which the humans called video games, and painting, and just goofing off most of the time. While there was a time for that, approximately nineteen hundred to twenty-three hundred and from zero six hundred to zero nine hundred, an Autobot needed to keep trained. Even more importantly, Autobot teams needed to make sure that they practiced together so they constantly knew how to react to their teammates on the battlefield.

"So my love…and Fable," I smirked a little wider as Trecke started off with that, "what practice scenario will we be using this solar?"

There were so many to choose from and, honestly, I didn't know if I could pick a certain scenario to practice on. Thankfully, our leader was able to find an answer to Trecke's question. "Since we face the possibility of fighting the Decepticon higher command here on Earth, I believe that we should run through exercise thirteen."

Exercise thirteen was the simulation of the battle of Iacon. It had been a brutal battle and, honestly, it was one of the few points when the Autobot faction felt like we might lose the fight for Cybertron against the Decepticons. However, the opponents would react based on how our team reacted. It was an appropriate simulation given the current situation. Although, with the stress of having to deal with Optimus and Elita, another option he could have picked was the betrayal scenario. It was a scenario where we had to battle a randomly selected 'rogue' team of Autobots. I had only been in one of those with our team, but the 'rogue' team that we had faced, Team Vulcan, had been difficult to fight. I wondered what they were really like.

But, that wasn't important right now. The only thing that I needed to focus on at the click was this training simulation that we were about to start. Once Sentinel had punched in our training exercise into the computer, I followed Sentinel and Trecke into the room. The Council had placed many credits into building this place and we would make sure that they were used.

"Sentinel," I started as the simulator loaded. "What are your orders going to be involving our interactions with Team Orion?" We needed to know how Sentinel truly wanted us to interact with this team. We asked him this with every Team we met. Some, he just told us to have fun with and get to know. Others, like Team Viron, he told us to stay as far away from as we possibly could. So, I was curious as to what his orders would be about Team Orion, given our team's history with them before my on the team.

"Team Orion?" Sentinel re-questioned before he answered. "I wouldn't go so far as to say for you to hang out with them casually like we do Team Athenia. But, we can trust them in battle situations. Give them fun scrap every once in a while."

Perfect. I was going to have so much fun with them. "My love, I believe we are about to begin." Trecke pointed out as the room went dark besides the hologram lights. Once those formed more, then the room we were in would be transformed into the battle ground.

"Let's focus bots." Sentinel ordered us as the simulation started up. "We need to," Then, before we knew it, the systems in the room cut out the main lights came on.

Then, the alarms started sounding in the base. "What the frag is going on here?" I asked as ii glanced around the room.

I was hoping for our leader to give an answer. But, he seemed to be thinking on something. This was not the time for that. But, I wasn't sure how to get his to focus. After a click and he didn't say anything, Trecke tried to snap him out of it. "My love, what is the problem?"

Sentinel immediately shook his helm and glanced toward the east of Detroit, before saying, "Prepare for battle. The new base's scanners have picked up Decepticon approach from the East. If we move now we can cut them off at the docks before they get inside the city." The Earthlings were still a little touchy about us fighting in their cities due to all the damage that came when Team Orion captured Megatron here on Earth. So, it was better to avoid the fight if we could.

And how Sentinel knew that the enemy was attacking? Well, when we had gotten Team Orion out of the base last night, Sentinel had set his private message system to sync with the base security system. Something he said he picked up in one of his more obscure academy classes. This allowed him to receive the emergency notifications even faster than normal. This way, like now, we could react faster than the average team.

"Then we can't delay anymore." I said before following my leader out of the doors. We needed to get into this Decepticon fighting action to show them what our team could do. I couldn't wait for it to start!

Imagine all the Decepticons I could dismember!


Fable: Oh, this was exciting! *smirks*

Authoress: *smiles* And more goodies to come for you Fable.

Trecke: *feeling left out* What about me?

Authoress: *smiles* Oh, don't worry Trecke. Your time will come. That I promise you.

Sentinel: *frowns* Why doesn't that sound good?


AN: And here is the next chapter of this story! I hope you all enjoyed this! This time, we were in Fable's point of view and it seemed like an adventure. But, there were some questions that were brought up as well.

First off is Trecke. What is Trecke hiding behind those glasses? That will be a question that will take some time to answer but it will bring along some interesting developments. Also, why does Trecke seem to hate Fable on a personal level? I'm kinda curious about that as well.

Then, we have Fable. What is his role in this going to build up to? He seems to be a very calculating sort of medic and that will do him well later...maybe.

But, it looks like we are going to be having Decepticon interactions next chapter! Should be a lot of fun! *imagining Fable scene and laughing maniacally*

Anyways, that's all for now. I hope you all enjoyed this! Also, please leave a review! I likes the reviews very much. Even if they say hi! Well, that's all I have for now. TTYL! *about to work on something else*