A/N: Hey, we are back and we are getting the background for what led up to Cenotaph's arrival! I had to rewrite this twice cuz it didn't sound right but now I think I nailed it. Hope you all enjoy, loving hearing comments and reviews of how much you enjoy it! Now, on with the show and this flashback! PS, if it wasn't clear before Cenotaph raised Skyquake from the dead as a zombie, okay? okay!

Chapter 10-Rising and Falling

One Week before Cenotaph's Arrival…

Sunstreaker POV

I stood in the corner of the main hall watching everyone celebrating the victory, with the destruction of the Space Bridge, this mud ball was safe from the Decepticons.

The Prime had left early to get repaired by Hatchet, being the most beat up. Leaving the rest to the festivities, everyone seemed to enjoy the company, but one stood out, Bulletta.

Clearly still sore from the direct hit she took in the back, she was sitting on crate talking to the human referred to as Sierra. My optics narrowed as I stared longer at the femme, laughing and talking to her...pet...with a easy going attitude.

Honestly, these humans were nothing but a nuisance. I only agreed to work with one called Miko before because Sideswipe had taken a liking to her, more than myself. I mean, they only caused trouble, these past days were enough evidence.

Then, there was Bulletta, the new Autobot.

Her reaction was...unexpected.

She almost seemed feral, the way she stared us down before, of course though she wasn't a normal Cybertronian either. From what I've heard, she comes from below the surface of Cybertron. I mean, what kind of freaks live underground? What benefit is there?

My servos clenched tightly as I stared at her, everyone so quickly forgave her, forgot that she had threatened our lives. She was a perfect angel in their eyes and we were the bad guys! Well she's not an angel, she something sinister.

She's been open, answering any questions the team had.

But I know she can't be that open, no one can, everyone has secrets. And she is one big LIAR!

She said she wasn't gonna kill us, said she was aiming for less killable areas but that was a lie. I know what I saw as I came back with those weapons, that energy was aimed at my brother's spark! If she had killed him, she would've killed me, we were twins after all!

Bulletta seems to get away with everything and we get thrown under the bus. Not to mention that human's stupid idea in the first place!

Growling lowly I walked out of the main hall, having enough of seeing her face.

Bulletta is an outsider, she isn't Cybertronian, yet she is an Autobot.

Well no dice, she's not Autobot material, Bulletta isn't one of us, she is nothing more than a disguised parasite. How can she be an Autobot, when she is nothing more than a monster, more Decepticon than Autobot. I mean, even her features scream Decepticon, the horns, the tail, those claws and fangs.

Not to mention that freaky language, the devil's tongue Infernal. I looked up devil back on the Space Bridge. I know what a devil is, the same as what we call Unicron. Which, by definition, makes her a spawn of Unicron.

My entire frame shivers at the fact that a spawn of Unicron is allowed to be an Autobot.

It makes me wonder what kind of thoughts run behind Prime's never changing expressionless mask?

Whatever thoughts they are, clearly, they aren't the right ones.

Cliffjumper's POV

I stared down the hall that Sunstreaker made his way into, my optics narrowed as I had noticed a dark shift in his optics as they stared at something before he walked away. Looking to where his optics previous lay, I saw Bulletta talking with Sierra.

Now, why was he staring at her like that?

Was it to do with the whole 'Darkletta Incident'? I mean sure, she did kinda go overboard with the reaction, but I must give her the benefit of the doubt. There may be cultural differences when it comes to weaponry from where she's from.

I mean, the culture shock must be huge on her, especially with her now being made of metal. Her life has really changed, and it may be harder than she lets on to adjust to it. With the whole mission weighing on her shoulders, there's no telling what kind of stress will do that to you, especially when you are tasked to stop a war that's last longer than this planet's been a planet.

I feel for her, she has a lot on her plate and she doesn't need the added stress.

But, it makes me wonder about the other side in this. Sideswipe seems to be keeping away from her, Miko seems fine and Sunstreaker...well he's being the oddball.

But who knows, the mind of any mech can be a can of worms due to this war.

"What are you thinking about, Cliff?" A femme's voice brought me out of my thoughts, looking to my left I saw Arcee looking at me with concerned look.

I vented, "It's been a long day, I'm just…"

"Tired?" She asked before smiling, "I feel the same way, but I am also worried about the whole kidnapping thing, are you sure you are just tired?"

I paused, thinking of what to say, and all I could come up with was, "I don't want to talk about it right now."

She nodded in understanding, "I get it, just know you can talk to me or anyone else about it, alright?"

"Of course, thanks." I smiled, seemingly satisfied she walked over to her charge before transforming and heading out with him.

How could I tell her everything? How do I tell anyone that Bulletta was sent by the Primes to stop this war? Or even the topic of Moonfall, how she was the one that saved my aft! It was impossible in my mind, how do you explain this without sounding insane?

The best was to just keep it to myself, for now.

Sierra's POV

We silently drove through the desert towards Jasper, the night was so beautiful out in the desert. As we went I looked up at the stars, thinking about how just hours ago, a battle raged among those stars that nearly cost Earth's and its inhabitant's lives.

"Pretty, aren't they?" Bulletta said, I looked to her steering wheel, where the strange eye symbol glowed and dimmed with her voice.

"Yeah, I bet they were better looking up their than down here though." I commented with a light smile.

"They were…" Bulletta said, almost distracted sounding.

I looked to her wheel with concern, "Are you alright?"

"Honestly, no. But I'll get over it, eventually." She said.

I frowned, "Are you sure, you nearly died before, are you in pain?"

She laughed lightly, "No, I'm not in pain. And if I am being honest, I'm not that scared of death."

"Really?" Now I was curious, Bulletta was interesting to say the least, the fact that she was so different from the other bots intrigued me.

"Yeah, I may not have been in this war before, but I've been in war to know what death means and is. To say I have faced it more than once is an understatement. But sometimes...the past likes to come and haunt you from time to time."

There was silence for a moment, almost like she wanted to go on but stopped herself.

We stopped in front of my house and I got out, I looked back to her with a sympathetic smile, "Well, know you can always talk with me, after all, best friends share secrets with one another."

She laughed, "Right, but not today, you should get to bed."

"Goodnight, Bulletta."

"Goodnight...Sierra."

Ratchet's POV

Finally, everyone was either gone or had entered recharge. I could now get things done with some peace and quiet. I pulled up my research in regards to Bulletta, which I dubbed, Project: Infinity. All my scans and notes on the strange femme were on the screens, my research of her entire nature was basically complete.

But now, I have nothing else to learn about her.

Expect for a new development I recently discovered while going through her medical scans.

When reviewing the scans over again I noticed something odd. There in her processor was an extra device or part of her processor. Located in the part of the processor that stores memory data was another foreign piece that glowed brightly on her scans.

This is what I assumed to be the Atheneum. The device that allows her retain knowledge and the power to hack into literally anything. The entire structure was fascinating, the fact that it could act almost on its own was amazing.

But then there were three other things on the scans that didn't make any sense.

First was this strange mass near her frontal lobe. It was dimmer though, as if it wasn't in use constantly. And the other thing about it, it wasn't their when I first scanned her. When she came back injured this time, I scanned her and found this here where it wasn't before.

The second was something about her spark, her spark was different from a regular Cybertronian sparks which was not expected. Since we come from the same creator deity, I assumed they would be the same, but no. Her spark pulse is different, her very make up is different and the amount of energy it puts out, and the very energy, I've never seen it before, maybe it's were her Hellish Rebuke comes from...it's incredible and needs more study.

The final strange thing was the amount of previous damage, I knew she was in a war different from our own, but the amount and severity. To put it simply, she should be either severely crippled or dead. Which is concerning, I knew she had serious trauma from before but this...the biggest amount of trauma was located around her spark, this damage….it should've killed her.

No doubt in my mind, this is one strange femme.

Then I thought back to when the 'Darkletta Incident' occurred. I had been watching in a shadow the events unfold. And what caught my audio was how she explained her Hellish Rebuke, she said it was magical...could this explain how these things in her frame worked?

Magic, I've heard that only the Primes could wield such power.

But that's impossible, magic doesn't exist, those were only stories and myths.

Maybe, if it is real, then I could ask her about it. It seems so fascinating, if magic could do what she does, then maybe...it can be harnessed by others to aid us in the war!

But all of this is speculation of course, only time can tell if it's something tangible to research.

7 Days Later…

No One's POV

Bulletta smiled at her young charge as she worked hard on her science project. Each of the kids were doing their projects at base today, as it was due the next day. Sierra was doing a study on different fabrics best at keeping the heat out. Miko was doing a model of the solar system, Jack was building a motorcycle engine and Raf was doing a volcano.

"How's it going?" Bulletta asked, Sierra looked up with a sheepish smile.

"I think I owe you an apology." She looked surprised at the human girl, "I thought science and math had nothing to due with fashion, I was wrong I guess."

"Oh!" Bulletta remembered the earlier conversation, "It's alright, now you know to work extra at those too!"

"Right, I really need to get my grades up in science and math, so this will be a great help if I get an A out of it." She said, looking proudly at the almost complete board explaining her project.

Bulletta's tail patted her head, "Well, like my teachers always said, 'Do your absolute best no matter what' and 'Always double and triple check your facts'."

"Sounds like you had good teachers then." Sierra nudged the tail away from her head with a coy smile.

"Heh, yeah, I did." Bulletta said, a sad undertone in her voice.

Sierra, not wanting to upset her further changed the subject, "So, how are you adjusting to Earth?"

Bulletta smiled, "There's not much to adjust too, well, expect the technology difference and slight societal changes."

All the kids and even the bots helping them out looked surprised.

"Really?" Bulkhead asked.

"Actually yeah, there are many similarities to the Countless Lands as to Earth." She said, the smile expanding as she spoke.

Bumblebee then said, "So, not just the land is the same?"

"Wait, what?" Arcee said looking between both Bumblebee and Bulletta.

The Tiefling excitedly told the group of the Countless Lands, how it was a techno-organic land similar to Earth.

"So, how different is it then?" Raf asked as he went on with his project.

"Well, for starters, our technological advancement was equivalent to what you called the Middle Ages up to the Renaissance. Most people got around on mounts, such as horses, griffons, wyverns etc. While some and the more talented and rich, got around using magic."

Sierra looked surprised, "Magic? I remember you mentioning that before."

Bulletta said, "Yep, though I don't trust it, many use it as transportation, with either flying spells, teleportation circles etc. Magic is versatile like that, it can do many things and as such, it is what I believe kept us farther back in the science and technology department, as most rely on magic to do things for them."

"That sounds so cool!" Miko exclaimed.

Jack nodded, "Yeah, but you also said societal?"

Bulletta beamed, "Oh yes! While you live in peace for most of the time, we don't have that. Not with all the dangerous creatures and people running about, the most threatening of them all in my opinion are other people. Bandits, warlords, insane wizards, generally bad people, corrupt officials etc. It is why adventuring parties are needed, local heroes that can defeat those who threaten the whole. It's also a good way to make a living, or in my case, a good way to find hidden knowledge."

There was a bead of silence before Jack simply whistled.

"Must've been a hard place to grow up." Bulkhead commented.

Her optics slightly darkened, "Sometimes." She said.

Everyone fell into silence, the children going back to their projects with their bots following.

In the dark shadow nearby, Sunstreaker stood watching. His optics narrowed at the devil femme before him. His thoughts secure in his prejudice, and now he knew where to strike. He smiled as brother approached him from behind, Sideswipe able to feel vindication rolling of his bond to his brother.

"Sunstreaker, what are you doing?" The red twin asked, almost afraid of the amount of elation and slight sinister undertone washing over his spark.

His brother turned to him with a devilish smile, "I am and will always be better than her." He simply said before walking past his brother and down the halls.

Sideswipe stared at where his brother had gone, then back at the group to find Bulletta along with others helping the kids. His optics hardened as he understood his meaning before walking away as well.

Cliffjumper had just walked into the main hall to see Optimus and Ratchet quietly talking to themselves. He was about to enter the conversation when an explosion erupted in the base.

"Decepticons! We're under attack!" Ratchet yelled, all three mechs sprinting to the other side of the main hall, a voice cutting through the smoke as it cleared.

"It's not an attack, Ratchet, it's my volcano." Raf proclaimed before his creation melted, "Or was." He sadly said.

Ratchet was looking over all the kids, Miko saying, "Hold still, Bulk, Jupiter needs its red spot!" Before red paint dripping on the floor, "Oops."

"Maybe it needs one of these doohickies?" Arcee asked Jack, holding a part of the engine.

Jack looked coyly at his guardian, "Aren't you a motorcycle, shouldn't know how to build one?"

Arcee replied with the same tone, "You're a human Jack, can you build me an intestine?"

Ratchet poorly accused, "Y-You can't do that here...you are making a mess!"

"But this science project is for half our grade, if Bulk doesn't help me finish-" Miko was cut off by the medic.

"Oh? And what does Bulkhead know of your solar system, or Bumblebee of your volcano's, even Bulletta about your fabrics or Arcee of your…" He trailed off.

"Our motorcycles?" Jack finished his thought.

"Exactly, they aren't Earthlings and they aren't scientists!" He countered only for Optimus to step in.

"But the Autobots are there guardians, Ratchet, wouldn't it be wise to help our young friends with their homework to learn more of Earth?" His calming voice clearly having an effect on the medic as he coolly replied.

"Well maybe our young friends should learn more about Cybertron?" He said before walking away.

"Ah, Ratchet will never change." Cliffjumper commented, a slight smile forming on Optimus's face as he silently agreed.

"You know, I do know a lot about fabrics." Bulletta commented to the silent air.

"And that's why you are helping me!" Sierra said with a smile up at her guardian.

Later in the Day….

Bulletta and Sierra had just finished their project when an alarm went off, quickly it was turned off and Bulletta sighed in relief for her poor audios. Ratchet was right at the console analyzing data flowing past the screen, with her Atheneum connected to the terminal she saw what he saw in her optics and understood what the alarm was for.

"Optimus, I'm detecting a surge of Energon coming from the desert not to far from here!" Ratchet proclaimed.

"Decepticons!" Bulkhead said with a growl.

"Even after that defeat in space?" Sierra asked as she and the other humans raced to the human area.

"That was merely a battle in a larger war, it seems Megatron is already rebounding from his loss. Bumblebee, Bulletta, lets scout out this surge." Optimus said, the two Autobots following their leader as they went through the groundbridge Ratchet had powered up.

Arriving on the other side, they were greeted with a blazing sun scorching the desert floor. Bulletta noticed they were in a canyon and that the signal Ratchet had detected was up ahead.

They walked ahead with caution, drawing their blasters, with Bulletta pulling out Betrayer. Voices were becoming clearer, but even before the mechs could hear, Bulletta heard first.

"Excellent. Your loyalty and devotion will set a fine example for the troops. No need to be timid, Skyquake, you may bow." A shrill and devious called out.

"You fail to grasp my meaning. I am here on a mission, assigned to me by my one master: Megatron." The mech known as Skyquake said.

The first voice screeched, "Your Master is nothing more than a hypocritical coward that should be-"

"Starscream, that's enough!" She recognized as Thundercracker bellowed, "Is this how it is? You going back to those horrid ways?!"

"Yeah, why are you doing this?!" Another voice added, she assumed this was Skywarp talking to Starscream, the first voice. It almost sounded desperate.

Then there was a pained gasp from two sources, the younger brothers of the SIC of the Decepticons.

"Stay out of my way." Starscream hissed.

The three Autobots came to the source of the voices, there standing their was Starscream, his brothers and the silent mech known as Soundwave with a new mech standing over them, Skyquake.

"Bulletta, remain here, Bumblebee, with me." Optimus quietly said before starting to make their way out.

Skyquake went on, unaware of the Bots present, "Hmph, you should work out your family issues, coward. Now, Soundwave, what mission has Lord Megatron has-"

"SKYQUAKE!" Optimus bellowed, gathering the shocked attention of the Decepticons.

"Optimus Prime, the last time I saw you was at the Battle for Technar, I was ordered to destroy you." Skyquake said with a devilish grin.

"That was the past, Skyquake, I offer you a chance, to end the war peacefully." The Prime's plea fell on death's audios.

"You are foolish as always, Prime." Skyquake snickered.

Starscream interjected, "Hm, I may be willing to agree to peace terms Prime, if you merely bowed before me?"

Skyquake turned to him in anger, "Again!? Bow to this!" He knocked the seeker back into the wall face before pulling his sword and charging Optimus and Bumblebee.

Bulletta shot his hand with the sword knocking his balance off, making the Prime able to pull his swords out and push the seeker back. Bumblebee ran around him firing shots that did nothing to his armor.

Skyquake brought his sword down on Optimus, making the pair clash. Bulletta tried to aim for the seeker but couldn't find a shot. The pair danced a deadly dance of swords with the Prime being overwhelmed before suddenly a shot from Bee hit him in the back of the helm.

Turning to the Scout, the Seeker pulled his gun and began shooting at Bumblebee.

"Bumblebee, retreat, now!" Optimus yelled a little to late as a blast from Skyquake hit him square in the chest, sending him back towards Bulletta who rolled out of the way as the mech crashed into her hiding spot.

Quickly, Bulletta recovered and whispered "Force." and fired once more. This time her bullets hitting with more impact than before, pushing the mech back. Enraged he fired again, trying to dodge she nearly succeed but was hit in the shoulder making her stumble back hissing in pain.

Optimus was now running from the mech as he yelled, "Skyquake has yet to attain a vehicle mode."

Both nodding in understanding they quickly transformed and headed deeper into the canyons. Skyquake yelled at them as they drove.

"COWARDS! FIGHT ME LIKE MECHS!" He bellowed, giving chase.

Bulletta growled at the comment but ignored it. Suddenly her Comm sprang to life.

Optimus said, "If we are to win this battle, we must outsmart him. Bulletta and Bumblebee, make your way through the canyons, I 'll lead him to a corner and that is where it will end in an ambush."

"Right, let's go Bee." Bulletta replied as the pair split apart and the three automobiles split into three directions with Bee and Bulletta sharing information as the came for a pincer attack.

Optimus assumed correctly that Skyquake would follow him down the canyon he chose. Knowing it was about to end in a dead end of sorts the Prime quickly transformed to face his opponent with his back to the rocky wall.

Skyquake stopped with a smirk, "Your Scout and Sniper are wise, Prime. They knew when to run!"

"That is where you are wrong, Skyquake." Optimus simply retorted.

Suddenly, a bullet hit Skyquake's helm, encasing it in ice. Looking up, the Prime say his sniper standing on top of the ridge with her Betrayer out and smoking. It was now that he noticed that the barrel glowed light blue for a moment before disappearing.

Skyquake's roars of pain brought the Prime back to the fight as just as the Seeker got the ice off of him he was hit on the side, knocking his weapons away and knocking him into the wall. Bumblebee stood their proud of his sneak attack before running up and kicking said weapons away.

Optimus stood over the beaten form of the Seeker, he asked once more, "This doesn't have to end like this, Skyquake. I give one last chance to renounce Megatron, and join the Autobots towards a peaceful future."

The Seeker simply growled, "Never."

"So be it." Optimus raised his blaster to his helm when he suddenly heard a jet's engines.

Looking up the Autobots saw Agent Fowler riding in a jet with his voice coming through the comm link, "Here for assistance, Prime!"

Realizing the human's mistake the Prime yelled, "Fowler! Fall back!"

But it was too late as a green beam passed through the jet, momentary scrambling it's systems before I came back online. With a yell, Skyquake pushed the distracted Prime back and jumped in the air, transforming into the same jet.

"Air superiority, achieved!" The Seeker yelled as he began shooting at the grounded Autobots.

Optimus and Bumblebee ducked for cover, but the now exposed Sniper was not so lucky, Bulletta tried to run for a boulder but was shot numerous times in the back making her fall to the ground and scatter her sniper rifle. She grunted in pain, looking back up to see him coming to now strife Optimus and Bee in their hiding spots below.

An idea sprung into her mind and without much thought, she pushed through the pain and ran to the edge just as Skyquake dived towards the mechs. As he went to fire she jumped onto his aerial mode making him wobble and pull up in anger.

He soared around, trying to dislodge the femme from his back, turning and rolling and even slamming her into the wall of the canyon was not enough. She pulled on his wings, pain made him follow as he pulled up, higher and higher into the sky.

As he reached a peak in his climb, Bulletta pulled Veracity and aimed at the cockpit.

"Fire." She whispered and began unloading her chamber in and around the cockpit.

Suddenly the bullets pierced and melted the metal. Fire began to burn within the jet as now it was nosediving, Skyquake in so much pain he could no longer control his power of flight. Bulletta looked to her left to see Fowler in his jet riding alongside the falling Decepticon.

Taking her chances, she jumped and landed on the other jet. It pulled away just before hitting the ground, but Skyquake wasn't so lucky. He smashed into the ground and thus, his spark was extinguished.

The man landed his plane and Bulletta jumped off it, begin greeted by Optimus.

"Well done, soldier." He said with pride.

"Thanks, but it would've been better if we didn't have to bury to poor mech." She said, looking at his remains now cold and dead.

"Indeed, if Skyquake would've strayed from Megatron's path, we may not have to bury him today." His inflection held a tone of loss and mourning.

Suddenly, a blur of yellow and black appeared, hugging Bulletta.

"Don't ever do that again!" He yelled, as Bumblebee held onto Bulletta.

"O-Oh, uh sorry for worrying you Bee, I didn't think y-you cared this much?" She asked, feeling embarrassed about the situation she was in and the close proximity to the young and handsome mech.

Realizing what he was doing he quickly let go of the strong yet curvy femme, "U-Uh, well I just...um..sorry, I didn't…" He trailed off as thoughts of holding her in his arms felt strangely right.

Optimus hid a smile as he stared at the two, even if they did have to bury a mech today, he knew that there was still some good that came out of the whole battle.

The Next Day…

Ratchet's POV

I waited excitedly all day, for once I was happy to see the kids once more. As then I would know the results of my-er, their projects! Of course though since Sierra had done her's, I couldn't help her with it, which was a shame, but it didn't matter.

Suddenly the sound of the kids returned entered my audios, closing my Project: Infinity for now, I ran to the four bots who entered the main hall. Each of the children climb off/out of their guardians before they transformed.

"So how did my-er, our projects do?" I asked, almost too excited for the answers.

Jack, Miko and Raf all looked at each before Sierra started laughing.

"Ah, they completely failed!" Sierra laughed, "I mean, Raf's blew a hole in the roof, Jack's terrorized students as it rampaged through the halls and Ratchet, seriously, a model of Cybertron? Are you trying to rat yourself out!?"

I grumbled and asked, "And what about you?"

She beamed, "I got an A+!"

Bulletta smiled, "That's my girl! Wanna go for a victory lap around Jasper!?"

"Only if we get ice cream!" Bulletta transformed again and allowed the red head to climb in before the sped off celebrating.

I growled, "Well on Cybertron you would've been awarded the highest honors!"

I stomped away from the group but not before hearing Bumblebee say, "Maybe they should've done what Skyquake didn't do."

"Indeed, it would've been wise for the children to have strayed from Ratchet's path." Optimus said with a slight knowing smile.

I scoffed and returned to my work.

A figure stood alone, standing among gravestones that were old and broken. A rusted fence surrounded the small graveyard and not to far off was a gallows with broken ropes hanging in the wind. The dark forest seemed to growl at my very presence and a sense of dread hung in the air like dense fog, like the fog that clung to my peds.

I didn't understand how I came to be here, there was no sun, only the large moon illuminating my surroundings.

The figure in the graveyard slowly turned to face me, the darkened features were unreadable. But the low glow of light violet optics was the only feature I noticed. The figure slowly approached, the features not becoming any clearer, but for the optics, but the shape of the figure was clearly that of a femme that towered at Optimus's height, she was curved in the right places and her aura spewed confidence and dominance.

I stood frozen as she stood over me, a light chuckle escaping her vocal box. It sent shivers down my spinal strut.

'Such an adorable little mech you are, what I wouldn't love but to make you scream my name!' She relished in a seductive tone, a clawed hand reached out and lightly touched my cheek, running down my face and cupping my helm as she pulled me closer to her.

'W-Who are you?' I whispered out, shots of electricity running through my entire frame, painful but pleasurable.

She hummed, the voice reverbing in my spark, 'In time, my thrall, but for now…' Her clawed hands held me to her frame, her form though made of blackness was warm and enticing. 'Enjoy the show.'

My optics followed hers as she looked back to the graveyard, suddenly cracks appeared beneath our peds and dark light spilled from them as the covered the grounds around the graves.

Suddenly, rotting corpses rose through the ground, some human, some Cybertronian. All of them moaning in despair and sorrow. Then they all bowed down to the pair of us. And even though this was a horrible, terrifying sight….

...I only felt a rush of power and ecstasy as they bowed to us...to me.

I gasped, sitting straight up as the dream ended suddenly.

Blinking, I realized I fell asleep while writing in Project: Infinity. Shaking my helm of the ghosting feelings rattling my frame, I turned the computer off and headed out of my Med-Bay. I could still feel the femme's frame pressed against mine, I shivered trying to shake it off.

Suddenly I stopped, in the corner of my optic, I saw something blinking on the main console in the main hall. Walking over, I noticed something strange. A strange energy pulse was pick up, one that of ancient origin. But what is it doing at Skyquake's burial site?

I was about to comm Optimus when something stopped me, laughter filled my helm, the femme's laugh from the dream.

I looked back to the signal, thinking I could handle this I opened the groundbridge and headed through the other side. Arriving in the dead of night, I began to make my way to the source.

Frankly, I was worried. What could that dream have meant? And why do I remember it so clearly, so clear in fact that her voice still rumbled pleasurable in my very spark.

I heard a crack, as something was smashed into the ground, slowly I made my way to the source. Rounding the corner I stopped, there standing before Skyquake's tomb was femme taller than I, she had a white protoform with black tattoo's of runic nature. She had black cords hanging from her helm and a piece of metal framing her face. She wore a purple cloak hanging from a clasp of metal and held with an eclipsed sun. A dress of black with a v cut hem and a white and gold corset around her stomach plates.

She held a staff with an eclipsed sun and two floating crescents near it. A book strapped to her waist. The energy that coursed through the ground was eerily familiar from my dream and I looked up to the face, only seeing the lips as the cords were in the way, they smirked before releasing the staff from the ground.

After a moment, the ground broke away and standing once more was Skyquake, but now he was undead. She inspected him, caressing his damaged helm before saying.

"I know you are there, come out, and speak like a decent mech." Her voice was exactly like that of the femme in my dreams.

"Scrap." I cursed lightly, before obeying her command and stepping into the moonlight.

She turned full towards me and my spark stopped, light violet optics staring me down like I was a meal.

"Now, who might you be? You don't seem like the warrior type, what are doing out here?" She asked, her seductive voice prodding for answers.

I put on a mask and answered her questions, even though my spark shivered in delight at her proximity and her touch.