Greetings my faithful followers! We have gathered here because it is time for us to march on this world... Wait... umm... I think that I am at the wrong meeting... well this is embarrassing.

Well... I am sure that a lot of you are pretty angry with me for how I left things last time. Let me just say that I am sorry for that... and I am also going to say sorry in advance for what is about to happen... Please don't hate me...

System rebooting...

The words flashed across his vision for a few minutes before a long list of his systems started to fly by. Each one came up for a moment before fading out to be replaced with another one. As his systems where checked for problems he was shown that there had been a massive power surge that had been the cause of his forced stasis. The report that popped up told him that the source of the surge was unknown but that his body was calibrating itself so that it wouldn't happen again.

Finally the list ended and his vision began to return. His optics came on line flicking between the vast ranges of colors before settling on the normal video setting. His optics narrowed and widened as he made sure that they where working properly. When he was happy with their function he started looking around where he was. From what he could see he was in a large room or building, computers and several other machines were scattered all over the room making it hard to move around.

He noticed that there where several humans in long white coats and that they where all either looking at the many computer screens or they where writing things down on clip boards. He tried turning his head to the side but found that something was holding his head in place. Getting worried he tried raising his hands up to see what was holding his head down, but he found that his servos where also being held down. He found that the same was true for both his legs. His optics began to move wildly as he tried to see something anything that would tell him what was going on.

"Sir..." An unfamiliar voice said. "I think that it is on line again."

He tried to look and see who was talking but whom ever it was, was either on his sides or behind him. The room got very quiet and all eyes turned to look at him. He looked at each of them nervously and a small whine came from his vocal possessor.

"No need to worry people. It is well restrained and can't get out." Another human said.

He was sure that he had heard that voice before, but he couldn't remember where or who it belonged to. His question of who it was, was answered a moment later as a short balding human with wire thin glasses stepped in front of him. He had a victorious smile and looked very proud of himself. The moment his face came into view the sparkling's systems took a picture of him and started running it through his memory banks looking for who it was.

"Well well well..." The man said. "Looks like we have something that can at least keep you things down for a few hours."

A recording was made of the man's voice and it also started being scanned for a match.

"I am sure that you might have a few questions for me..." The man said. "I have a few of my own..."

Two small beeps sounded in his mind as a match was found for both the picture and the voice recording. The picture that he had taken of the man popped up along side a more professional picture of him, they where both followed by the man's government file. Next several voice recordings popped up and started to play but the sparkling didn't remember ever hearing them before. But he knew now who the man was, he had been told about him by both Optimus and Ironhide... and several others of the Autobots. None of them had anything good to say about him.

"Mr. Galloway..." The sparkling said.

The man smiled wolfishly. "You know me? That's good, I would have hated if the power surge had damaged you in anyway."

"Where am I?" The sparkling asked a small note of fear in his voice. "Where are Optimus and Ironhide?"

"That's not important." Galloway said. "And don't worry about the others; you are in my care now."

"But... my creators won't like me being away from them..." He said. "I need to get back to them."

"You're creators?" Galloway asked interested. "You mean that the two of them made you?"

"They sparked me..." He said. "At least... I think they did."

He wasn't sure anymore how he had been made. Part of him believed that Optimus and Ironhide had made him from their sparks, but another part was telling him that he had existed before they where there.

"You don't know?" Galloway asked. "You must know how you where made."

He was quiet for a moment. "I... was born..."

A small mocking laugh came from the human. "Humans are born... even animals and plants are born. You are a machine, you where built... How did they build you? Are there more of you new ones?"

If he could move his head he would shake it quickly. "I was born!" He said firmly. "I am the only sparkling there is, my parents told me so!"

Galloway's eye brows shot up and several of the other humans began writing on there clip boards or typing on the computers.

"You call them parents?" He asked. "You use the human word for it... Why is that?"

"Because..." He stopped thinking if he should tell this person what he was thinking or not. "I don't know why! I just do."

"Interesting..." Galloway said.

He didn't say anything for a while, he just stood there thinking.

"Tell me... do you have a name?" He asked suddenly. "All the others have names, what is yours?"

The sparkling was confused as to why he would suddenly ask his name. He didn't see how that could be interesting at all. He decided that there was no harm in giving him what he decided to call himself.

"My name is Sam..." He said.

The ground vibrated violently as the large form of Optimus ran as fast as he could from one side of the base to the other. His optics where wide and his scanners where on high as he searched every corner that the sparkling could hide in. Stopping in front of a large tank he grabbed it from both ends and lifted it high over his head looking frantically under it. The sound of heavy gears grinding came from his chest as he was once again denied his goal. He put the tank back on the ground mentally cursing his luck.

"Young one! Where are you!" He yelled.

"PRIME!"

Optimus turned as he heard his name called and saw the massive black form of Ironhide running at him. He didn't worry about accidentally stepping on anyone since most if not all of the humans on the base had taken refuge inside the many buildings. Ironhide was just able to keep from running into Optimus as he forced himself to stop.

"WHERE IS HE?" They both asked each other at the same time.

"I haven't seen him since this morning." Optimus told him.

"Nor have I!" Ironhide replied.

"He wouldn't leave the base." Optimus said trying to find some form of logic in what was going on.

"He must have been forced off!" Ironhide growled out. "I knew it the moment my spark went cold. I could fell his pain and fear."

"As could I." Optimus agreed.

"If the Decepticons have taken him then they will wish that Primus never gave them sparks!" Ironhide yelled.

"Calm yourself Ironhide." Optimus said even though he was far from calm. "There is no way they could get on base."

"Then who could have taken him!" Ironhide yelled at Optimus.

"I think I know who..." A voice called to them from a blow horn.

Both Optimus and Ironhide turned around and saw Epps standing on the back of a military truck. The two Autobots rushed to him and both glared down silently telling him to hurry and tell them.

"Will thinks that it was Galloway." Eps told them.

"WHAT!" They yelled at the same time.

"THAT PIT SPAWNED NO GOOD EXCUSE FOR AN..." The rest of Ironhide's words was lost as he reverted back to Cybertronian.

The high pitched, yet still deep, screeches and whines forced more then a few windows to crack.

"How does Major Lennox know this?" Optimus asked barely able to control himself.

"Well..." Epps rubbed the back of his neck. "I think that you should hear it from him."

He patted the soldier who was driving the truck and they turned around speeding off in the direction of the far side of the base. Optimus and Ironhide kept close behind them not having to go more then a slow jog to keep up with the speeding truck. They reached a small building that was mainly used for storage and they stopped just as the side door opened and Will stepped out. He was only wearing his camo pants with a white tank top that was soaked with sweat. He whipped his face off on a rag before tossing it away.

Epps jumped from the back of the truck before it stopped and he greeted Will with a pat on the shoulder.

"You get anything from him?" He asked.

Will shook his head in frustration. "Nothing, little bastard is tougher then he looks."

"Will what is going on?" Ironhide asked. "Where is our sparkling?"

"That is what I have been trying to find out." Will told them. "I saw this guy talking to him in the mess hall, when I got a bad feeling about him I followed him and heard him talking to someone telling them that they would be able to collect 'the new one' with their men that came in this morning. After I cornered him I brought him here for... a little talk."

"He has not said anything?" Optimus asked not even worrying about the supposed 'talk.'

"Nothing so far. All I can get from him is that Galloway is involved in all this." Will said. "If he knows anything else then he isn't telling."

"Let me have a word with him." Ironhide said his cannons starting to spin and heat up. "I'll get the little flesh bag talking."

"No Ironhide!" Optimus said. "We can not harm him no matter what he has done."

"Optimus!" Ironhide yelled. "He knows where our sparkling is, you can't put him before our sparkling!"

"I am not." Optimus said with a smile that could have scared Megatron. "I simple said that we could not harm him."

"But if all that he has been through isn't getting him to talk what will?" Epps asked.

This time it was Ironhides turn to smile. "I think that a little visit to the good doctor will get him to talk."

The room was quiet following him telling them his name. He wasn't sure but he got the feeling that he might have made a mistake.

"You say that your name is Sam?" Galloway asked. "Any particular reason why you call yourself that?"

"I... didn't think I needed a reason to choose what others call me..." He said not wanting to tell him that he felt that, that was his name.

"Well... from what I have learned about the others their names come from the things that they have done or traits that they have." Galloway said. "The one called Ratchet, is the one who repairs your kind. His name fits. The black one... Ironhide... he's tough and his armor is thick, his name makes sense. Even your leader, Optimus Prime. A name like that can only belong to someone who is in charge." Galloway looked him up and down. "But Sam... doesn't really fit in my opinion."

The sparkling looked down at Galloway from his slightly elevated position. "Well... you are welcome to think what you want." He said slowly. "That is what my creators have taught me."

Galloway nodded his head humming. "Well then... can I share with you something else that I am thinking?"

Galloway didn't bother waiting for a response. He walked over to one of the computers and began typing something in. A moment later a large screen flickered to life on a cart next to the sparkling. He was just able to see the image on the screen and when he did his optics went wide. Galloway came back over and looked down at the image on the screen and then back at the sparkling.

"Do you know who this is?" He asked pointing to the image of a young human with brown hair and brown eyes.

The sparkling felt his spark pulse quickly and he began to take large amounts of air into his tanks trying to cool down his systems. He couldn't tear his optics away from the picture and the longer he looked at it the more strange images began to move around his optics.

"This is a human boy." Galloway told him. "No older then... maybe 20... do you know what his name was?"

The sparkling didn't say anything, the images were moving faster and faster until they were a blur that only he could see. Sounds and voices began to fill his mind as memories that he didn't know he had began to unlock in his mind and play quickly one after the other.

"His name... was Sam Witwicky..." Galloway told him.

As if the name was some form of key the sparkling's head jerked hard snapping a few of the restraints that had been holding him down. In his mind it was as if a large door that had been locked had suddenly burst open and wave after wave of information and memory started to pour into his processor. He gasped as it literally caused pain on his body. His optics narrowed to pin points before going as wide as they could.

'I AM SAM!' He yelled in his mind. 'I AM SAM WITWICKY!'

Once again, please don't hate me for this... Its not my fault the voices told me to do this... No I was dead at the time! I was on the moon... with Steve... (Ten points to anyone who can tell me where that line came from)

Anyway please review and I will try and make things look up.