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Lancex soon made his way back to where his father's office was. Optimus was working on paperwork, or so it appeared. Lancex carefully entered the office. "You called, sir?" Lancex carefully asked, not sure exactly why he had been called back here.

Optimus looked up from the data pads, and saw his son and smiled. "It's been a long time, son. Please, come in and close the door" Optimus replied, happiness in his voice.

Lancex headed into the office. "I've never met you before, yet I know you are my father" Lancex stated, sounding a bit confused. "Why havenot you ever come to me?"

Optimus sighed and then stood up. "I gave you to the bot who raised you as I was called back into the war and wouldn't be able to watch you like a sparkling needed to be watched. I had no choice, as you would have been captured or killed by Megatron if he knew about you" Optimus explained regret in his voice.

"Well, what about mom? My bearer was a femme, wasn't she?" Lancex asked, not knowing his mentor didn't know Optimus had actually sparked Lancex.

"Yes, your mother was a femme, but she did not carry you… she refused" Optimus began, carefully watching Lancex. Lancex was stunned. "Primus had me carry you and then give you up."

Lancex was even more shocked. His own father had been his bearer while his mother had been the sire. Lancex wasn't sure what to say. "I…I had no idea."

"I never told anyone, not even the bot who raised you so that you would be safe" Optimus explained. "And apparently, he did a great job in raising you. You are strong, wise, and an excellent fighter."

"Well, my mentor taught me how to fight demons and fiends that plague our universe. I started out with low level ones and then gradually fought more and more powerful ones. I just recently escaped from the dungeon of a dangerous fiend who I managed to slaughter before I took my new weapons. I have also traveled over many parts of our universe and other universes, seeking out the bad bots and gathering information. The whole time I was hoping against hope I would someday find my parents" Lancex replied.

Optimus nodded. "I hate to inform you, but Elita one, the other half of you data, is no longer with us, thanks to the war. I wish it weren't so, but we lost her in a battle on another planet" Optimus informed Lancex. Lancex nodded. He understood that loss was a part of war, but he still had one parent left. As far as Lancex was concerned, Optimus was the more important parent.

"You know, father, in my travels I have gained a lot of information about things. Two of those things are Unicron and a weirdo bot thing named Alpha-Q. Those names mean anything to you?" Lancex asked.

Optimus was stunned. "We have been trying to fight those bots. Please, tell me what you know. We have to keep all sentient beings safe" Optimus replied, wanting to know more. Lancex told what he knew. Optimus hoped this would help end this war soon. Lancex talked for quite some time, providing quite a bit of information. After a while, Lancex grew tired.

"You know, father, I'm tired." Optimus nodded, and called in Jetfire and Mirage, hoping the two would help. Little did Optimus know what this would start.