A/N: Heyo! Welcome, again for some, to the several parts of Dream Team! This is gonna be several parts of the 'party' trying to reunite in this place of one of the Autobot Landers creations! If you aren't reading Of Steel and Magic I highly recommend you do, as not only does it give you more story about this universe but you also get to see what the other side is doing, aka the Autobots, but it isn't necessary to enjoy this book. Anyways, I do hope you guys enjoy it, these are some of my favorite interactions to write so I hope you like'em!

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Chapter 15-Dream Team Part 1

In a Dreamworld…

Moonfall's POV

I gasped, my vision quickly changing around me and for a moment disoriented me. It slowly pulled into focus until I could make out the room around me. I laid in a dreary room made of stone, next to me are rusted manacles still attached to the wall laying empty. In the middle of the room is an old wooden bed with leather straps on it and at its foot is an iron chest with an emblem that I've never seen before. There was an old ladder that led to a trap door in the nine foot high room and dark stairs that led down.

Horror slowly welled in my throat as I recognized this place.

I swore I'd never return here, ever.

And yet, I am….

….I'm in Strahd's castle...no...no..NO..NO!

I started screaming in absolute terror, backing into the wall that held the rusted manacles. I clutched my head screaming as horrible memories of this place settled into my mind's eye. I remember the darkness, the horrors, the monsters, that undead vampire's eyes gleaming in the dark, smiling with a knowing look.

"HEY!" A voice shouted, "What's wrong, are you okay!?"

I looked up, my eyes frantically searching for the owner of the voice.

Then my eyes landed on a figure on the other side of the room that had blended in with the shadows. Slowly he crept forward, and into the middle of the room. I blinked, allowing my darkvision to reveal who had been hiding.

He was a tall man, but not human. His skin was light blue and his hair was silvery-white that was shaved on the sides and cut into a bob-cut of sorts. His eyes were a dark rich blue, he wore black leather armor that was studded, a black cloak wrapped around him with a hood on the back, on his belt were many knives and a short sword.

"W-Who!?" I asked, scared that he might be one of Strahd's minions.

He kept a calm expression, raising his gloved hands up, "My name is Starscream, I didn't mean to-"

I ran into his arms, shaking in terror and relief. Starscream was here, that meant I wasn't alone in this forsaken place.

"Starscream, oh thank the heavens! I thought….it doesn't matter, you are here."

He looked down at me confused, "Um, I just met you…"

Then I realized my mistake, "O-Oh, no, Starscream it's me, Moonfall."

His rich blue eyes widened in recognition, "You...you're organic!"

I looked down, still in my Elf form from before but now with my breastplate and armor, I wore a longer skirt than before colored red and thigh high boots, I wore a billowing sleeved blouse with leather straps around my wrists and on my side is a short sword, a shield on my back and a bow made of silver and blue material.

My brown hair was tied into a ponytail and my long ears were now full of golden piercings.

"...Do I look bad?" I asked, genuinely confused and slightly hurt.

His eyes bugged out as a dark blue tint graced his cheeks, "W-What!? N-No, I mean-uh...you...don't...you look...nice."

"Nice?" My heart shattered into a million pieces.

He shook his head in dismay, "NO, no I mean...you look...different, in a good-great way!"

"Oh," I said looking down, "Thanks."

He sighed, rubbing his face with his hands, "Look, I'm sorry but, can you explain why we are both organic and where we are? I'm a bit...flustered at the moment with everything going on."

My eyes lit up as I remembered why we were here, the fact that this was Castle Ravenloft through me for a loop and only now do I recognize something….the stench of decay and death was missing, which meant this wasn't the real thing….it was the dreamworld that Cenotaph must of crafted, but, why Castle Ravenloft and how does she know of a place?

"Well, Starscream, welcome to the dreamworld of Cenotaph." I said, looking up at him, it's now that I note his only a smidge taller than I.

"Cenotaph? Wait...that femme from the jungle!" He said, his dark blue eyes alighting with fire. "So, this what she meant, but, why?"

"That's….hard to explain." I said, kicking my feet on the old, fake, stonework.

Before Starscream could reply though a terrible pain wracked through both of us, I gripped my head as I fell to the floor screaming. Then, across my field of vision images and emotions passed by, events of both sides of Autobot and Decepticon landers were laid out for all to see. What surprised me was the Autobot side.

Images of Bulletta discovering herself in their base, meeting the bots, taking Sierra as her charge, saving Cliffjumper when they thought he was dead, confiding in said mech about all of this, the meetings with Alchemist Prime, the strife of the Space Bridge Battle, and subsequent breakdown of old and horrible memories, and the bond between Bumblebee and Bulletta that was growing into something more.

Then it changed, with the arrival of the Twin Terrors, than the arrival of Cenotaph, her rocky relationship with the other bots and humans, her strange and very intimate relationship and partnership with Ratchet and the biggest kicker of all, witnessing the reanimation of Skyquake.

When all was said and done, the pain stopped, the images and emotions ceased, and it fell silent in the room.

I stared at the floor, baffled and amazed at what I just learned.

Suddenly, fear welled up again, but this time it wasn't because of this place, it was of Starscream. What will he think? What will he say? Would he finally realize that I tricked him into...I don't even want to think about it!

Slowly, I looked up, Starscream's head was down and he was panting. Overtime his breath normalized but he remained still. I stared, and stared for the what felt like eternity, my eyes welled up with silent tears as horrible thoughts whispered in my head.

...he hates you…

...he will never love you…

...give up, you won't win…

...just kill him, then the pain will stop…

That last voice, that dark familiar voice, it was smooth and masculine. I hadn't heard it in a long time, not since leaving this accursed place. Strahd seemed to make an impression, as I can now still hear his dark smooth voice.

...what's the matter, my dear? It's quite simple, just kill him, it's always easier when they're dead, then you don't have to think about him…

I closed my eyes and whimpered slightly as the Strahd voice went on.

...come now, where is that war goddess I met on the streets of Barovia Village, hm? Where is that warrior that bested my hounds and monsters? Where is the bloodied girl who sought only glory and power in my defeat? Let's go, little one, let him go and let the blood soak this stone as it is meant to be…

I whispered in desperation as those horrible ideas seemed better and better, "Stop…"

...just do it, after all, it's what I'd do and we both know we are the same in every way. Remember our little talks, you hated the idea of us being the same person and yet, here you are, almost accepting the idea. Oh how the dice fall perfectly on this day...

"I can't...I won't…" I whimpered our, clawing at my head trying to make it stop, only hearing faintly someone calling my name.

...kill him, my Bloody Moon, kill him and the pain will stop for good…

"NO!" I shouted, opening my eyes and falling to my back and crawling away hitting the bed.

"MOONFALL!" Starscream yelled, staring at me with shock and worry, deep set worry.

"I will not!" I yelled, more to the voice than at Starscream, who seemed confused.

"Moonlight you are not making any sense, what's wrong?" He asked.

I stared at him and passed him, trying to hear the voice, but it was gone.

"...I...don't want to do that...anymore." I said, my tears starting to fall faster.

"Moonlight…" He said, crawling closer with his arm outstretched.

I smacked it away, "Starscream, stop."

A look of...hurt?...crossed his face.

"Please, stop pretending." I pleaded, burying myself in my knees. "I am not the one you've….come to know. That was someone else, that wasn't me! And I don't get why you don't see that, I'm not who you think I am, you should know it was shown to you. So, I don't get IT! Why are you pretending to care for me? Why are you so devoted to me? Why do you never question me? WHY!?"

There was a moment of silence, before he spoke, his voice was calm and strong.

"This is true, you aren't what I expected, but Moonfall, my Moonlight, it's always been you." He slammed his hands in between my head, pinning me to the side of the bed.

"You are you, no matter what form you take, I will always care for you. I was lost when you were gone, and when you came back you filled a emptiness I had not known was there. I crave to be by your side, because I am whole with you. Before, I wasn't and thus thought that if I had everything, the Decepticons under my control, the Autobots defeated by my hands, that I wouldn't need anything else.'

He sighed, leaning his head down until our foreheads touched.

'Now, with you, I don't need those things. I am content with your company, you have made the war a little better. And I know, now with everything in my head, that what you are trying to do is something worthwhile. You were chosen by a Prime to aid us in our darkest hour. But I think you were also chosen to be put into my path and I am glad you are here. You keep me grounded yet I feel like I am soaring with you around. I feel like I can do anything."

I stared at this...man and I just couldn't understand any of it.

"Starscream, I am a horrible being, I have done bad bad things. I was in a freaking cult for devil's sakes! I have taken the lives of men, women, children! All for the thrill, for the rush of power. Even after I left the cult, I was still a murderous monster. I can't understand why, why are you so kind and understanding!?"

His head fell away from mine, and his eyes hardened as he grasped my shoulders.

"You don't believe you are deserving." The words were harsh and cold.

I stopped breathing for a moment as that wall hit me, I just stared at him with tears falling freely. I tried to open my mouth but my words caught in my throat.

"That's why you can't comprehend it. You believe that you don't deserve it. But you are wrong, so very wrong." His hands raised up, cupping my face, wiping the tears away. "You are so very worthy of attention, of affection. Moonfall, I've done horrible things too, you know that. I helped in the destruction of my homeworld, and even though we did horrible things, I know we deserve love from others. My brothers are a constant reminder that everyone deserves to lean on someone."

"B-But-" He clasped his hand over my mouth.

"Moonfall, you are afraid, I can see it. Why? Why do you believe you are worthless? What makes you think you lied to me, when in reality, you never have?" He said, his dark rich blue eyes pleading for answers.

I was silent for a moment, my thoughts finally coming into focus as I sighed.

"We are in Castle Ravenloft, in the land of Barovia, where I first saw my reflection." He stayed silent so I went on. "Here, I battled an ancient evil, an undead vampire lord by the name of Strahd Von Zarovich. But, even before that we, me and my former party, had encounters with him. And the more we saw of him, the more we learned of him, I came to a terrifying realization. He was a reflection of me, a monster that knows no bounds to the depravity of the mind and soul. He taunted me about that, he whispered in my ear of how similar he was to me. I HATED him, for trapping me here, for taking my life and tearing it apart.'

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my beating heart.

'And in that despair, in that desperation to be different from him, I sought out her instead. I didn't just meet Strahd in these walls, I also met the Raven Queen, a goddess of Death and Fate. And she said, this was fate, for me to witness my horrors and it was my responsibility to redeem myself through her path. And in that desperation, that promise of redemption, I was blinded.'

I growled as the memories came back.

'She wasn't my fate, I knew deep down that I didn't want to serve her but I kept it buried because I wanted out. When I did get out, when we did defeat Strahd and claim this place as our own, it was then that I realized I was on the same path that was just paved over. Here I was, stuck serving a god that there very nature I feared and loathed. I served death, and it was torture because I feared death.'

I sighed, lowering my gaze.

'I don't deserve to be loved, or worshiped, because if that happens, I'll become the thing I hate. A pseudo-god, that has blind followers. I don't want them to be blind, because that's what got me killed, to be able to see and make decisions for yourself is to truly to live. So Starscream, that's why I am undeserving of your attention, I don't want to be something I am not, and I am not a god."

Suddenly, Starscream burst out laughing. I stared in surprise and...hurt? I don't know but I didn't like that he was laughing. After some time, he calmed down and breathless said.

"A god…?! Seriously, Moonfall…" He sighed and smiled with a half cocked grin, "You are not a god, my dear."

I frowned, "What are you-"

"Moonlight," He said, stopping me again, "listen to me, I do not preserve you as a god, never have. You are something better than a god or goddess, you are you. Mortal like the rest of us, no god sees their flaws, but you do. That means you and I are the same. Moonlight, the reason I hold in such high regard is because I have learned a thing or two from you."

"M-Me?"

He smiled, "Yes, in more ways than one. Moonfall, it's okay to be afraid of being perceived as something that you clearly aren't. But you have nothing to worry about, I find you amazing just like this, full of wonder, life and worries, like the rest of us."

My heart felt like it was going to explode from the amount of warmth that coursed through it. I had no idea this was the outcome of this conversation, but for him to say such things, it made me want to keep him close and never let go.

I jumped into his arms, hugging tightly and saying, "Thank you, for dealing with my scrap."

He chuckled and held me closer, "Thank you, Moonfall. Without you, I wouldn't be the same mech as I am now."

I leaned back, "Really?"

He rolled his eyes, "Yes, I mean it. Besides…" His face flushed deeply, "I think you've not only changed my mind, but also my spark, in new ways I never thought possible."

"Huh, I could say the same thing about you." I said, leaning closer to his face, my face burning as much as his.

"Then, I think I was right before, we were meant to cross paths."

He slowly started to lean closer as well, a shiver ran down my spine at how close we were. His eyes were half closed and his breath was hot against my face, our hands which rested on the floor, slowing entwined themselves together.

I whispered, not wanting to break the trance we had fallen into, "Maybe...we are meant for something more than we first thought...something deeper…"

For a split moment, his breath hitched and he tensed, before he suddenly closed the distance in a flash. I squeaked in slight surprise, but melted into the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck. He somehow tasted like the sweetest thing in the world and yet he was so tender and strong.

His arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled me up into his lap.

It was bliss, truly, utterly blissful.

But like all good things it had to come to an end, we finally parted, panting for breath. I don't know how long we stayed there, just staring into each other's eyes before we silently got up and headed for the stairs. We both knew we had to find the others, but as we descended the stairs, my heart never stopped fluttering.

And we never let go of each other's hand either.


Somewhere in Castle Ravenloft…

Nerium's POV

When I had bed down for recharge later that night, I had no idea what would happen but I had an inkling that some magic bullshit was about to go down. Lets just say is a magic user tingle I get sometimes as one myself, anyways, I knew that this would be an interesting experience but what I hadn't expected was to be ripped from my dreams into, something else.

I won't tell you the dreams but let's just say, killing Astraea and Makeshift over and over again is a real good stress reliever.

I could feel a cold, hard and rather painful ground beneath me. It felt like shards of glass and wood were sticking into my back. I groaned, pushing myself slightly up and opening my bleary eyes to see something unfamiliar around me.

I was in a large room, a chapel by my guess, with a ninety-foot domed ceiling above, fifty feet above on the wall below that was a balcony with two chairs and two slumped figures. The chapels windows, large, were shattered in and the debris and shards were everywhere, the pews were destroyed and decayed and at the altar was a silver statue, across from it was a double set door made of wood.

This place gave off a dark ominous feel, and I knew in my bones, bad things happened here.

But finally, my eyes set onto another figure in the room, a tiefling woman of grey skin, white hair, yellow eyes, red leather armor and black coat with boots, on her back was a strange contraption as well on her leg. She stared at me, with curiosity and caution, I scowled and yelled at her in instinct, bringing my sword to bear at her.

"Who are you!? Where am I? What's going on!? Answer me quickly or die by my blade or magic!" There was a hissing squawk next to, I sighed internally now seeing a golden eagle up and well, hissing at the offender.

She sighed, "I'm not an enemy, my name is Moon Nemesis, but you will know me as Bulletta. I'm a Lander Autobot, and this, this is a dream conjured by a dramatic and sadistic Goliath that loves toying with people."

I lowered my weapon, remember where I was again, "So, that's what this is. And why you asked for an open mind, clever."

I placed my invisible mask on again, suppressing the instinct of the monster again.

She stood, seemingly satisfied if a little perturbed by my attitude change. "Ah, so you are Nerium, good, good. Now, how about we get out of this place, I don't quite like it, feels...wrong."

I as well stood, realizing now that I was also organic again, but I didn't care to really bother about it. There were bigger fish to fry as they say. I had to figure where we were, why we were separated from the others and just what kind of person this Bulletta is.

"Well Bulletta," I said, picking up and placing Wendigo on my shoulder, " I don't quite know what this is either, but I bet you the place she's hiding is one of the higher points of….whatever this place is."

"I think it's a castle, go figure, I thought wizards liked towers, not castles." She said sarcastically, I internally rolled my eyes.

"Wizard? Of course it is, let me guess, you don't like her?" I asked, my tone not matching my expression which seemed to weird her out more….good.

"I'm not fond of magic users…."

"Really? I don't see you staring at me with disgust and disdain?" I asked, staring at her accusingly.

This tiefling was strange, never have I met someone so distrusting of magic yet be so depended on it, it was almost laughable.

She sighed, changing the subject, "Never mind that, you're different from her, now let's get out of here."

I stared at her as she started making her way to the doors, my eyes narrowed slightly, and one thought bubbled into my mind then mouth.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say you are a hypocrite."

That single sentence stopped her in her tracks, slowly she turned to me, with emotions raging across her eyes and face, her tail swishing erratically. I stared back, my mask high and strong, but I couldn't help but laugh internally, it seemed the little devil girl had anyone point that fact out, now I'm just proud of myself, gotta pat myself for that one later.

Also, the fact that I was able to get under her skin made the monster roil in content, and for once in a few times, I enjoyed it as well.

I went on in the silence, "If you knew what I am capable of would you still treat me with how you just did? You clearly know who I am, no doubt from a source we both know. So, why do you talk as if Cenotaph is a devil yet you are kind to me?"

She was about to say something back when a sudden flash of pain rocked my head, I fell to the ground as it pierced into my head. I put a block on my bond to save Wendigo the pain as I took in the new information, of all the Landers on both sides and there were many things I found….interesting.

Then the pain was gone and silence took the chapel again.

I mumbled to myself, "Oh, this got so much more complicated."

"Listen," Bulletta's voice rang out crisp and clean, controlled. "I don't trust Cenotaph because she is a Necromancer, she practices the dark arts. You, on the other hand, are for life. You are a druid and a powerful one at that, yet you do not seek to bend life and death to your will alone. That is why I don't hold disdain for you, but I don't trust you either."

She was a fool, not a complete one, but a fool nonetheless.

"Good," I snapped at her, "You shouldn't trust me, Bulletta. But I want you to know something. I may be a druid, but I am far from what people would call 'on the side of life'. After all, sometimes, I enjoy the thrill of the kill."

I growled at her, this Bulletta was someone who needed to be taught a lesson in how life worked, clearly she was young, but even at her age I knew how the world worked.

Sometimes the dark isn't as dark as it appears.

I got up and walked past her and said, "Cenotaph may practice the dark arts, but I am sure there is a reason for it. Just as I have, a druid who doesn't protect life but enjoys snuffing it. I can imagine that Cenotaph may not be what she seems."

I then kicked the doors open and stepped out of that chapel, leaving her to catch up.


In the North Tower…

Starscream's POV

We walked down fifty feet of stairs before coming to a landing, Moonfall looked up to the ceiling that was the floor of where we just were and sighed in relief. I was confused, I didn't understand since there was nothing there but stone. I looked to Moonfall and asked.

"What's wrong?"

She looked at me with a relieved smile, "In the original there used to be a dangling beating human heart there. We destroyed it in order to weaken Strahd for the final battle, I am glad it's not here, it was quite disturbing."

I looked back up at where that supposed human heart was supposed to be. I shivered in disgust. This place really upsetted her so much. But I wondered, how did Cenotaph know of this place, most things were relieved to us during that painful vision but not everything, just the big picture stuff, so, how did she and Moonfall know about this place?

I shook my helm-er head, making sure those questions could be answered at a later time by a certian necromancer femme. It was strange, to be organic, but it wasn't all that bad. I did look good, for whatever I was, and I felt in tune with the air around me, just like when I was a seeker.

Before, when Moonfall was pouring her heart out, I could see every minor emotion crossing her face. As a Cybertronian or Lander in her case, we could school ourselves to show nothing, but as organics, everything was laid bare. And certain senses were in overdrive.

Like for instance, touch and smell.

I could still feel her lips on mine, and it sent sparks and shivers down my entire body. My heart beat in excitement just thinking about it. And her hand in mine now, it was so warm and soft, nothing like her Lander form. Then there was her smell, the smell of flowers and sweet things I couldn't identify.

Even if this was a dream, it felt so real.

I wondered how long it would take for her to truly see that I care for her deeply. When she said that maybe we were meant for something deeper, my heart soared, and my mind filled with fantasies of different things. And even though I can't feel my spark or our newly-formed bond that has yet to take route, I knew it was also singing with joy.

There is something I hope at the end of this dream; I only can hope for it to happen.

For her to grasp what I said to her and for her to see….

...that I have fallen in love with her...