Sorry about how short the last was. I know this story has been really slow but I promise I'm getting back to it. My motivation for, well, everything has been lacking off. Anyway, enjoy!

I've been put into training with Arcee. She can kick some tail pipe I can tell you that! She's been sharing her techniques with me since we're about the same in size and build.

"Alright", Arcee said, "keep in mind that this is just for self defense in case any 'Cons get their hands on you. Optimus didn't want to put too much pressure on you since you're still young."

"Got it", I replied.

"Then let's get started", she said, "we'll start with the basics; weapons, and you need to learn how to transform."

My spark started beating faster. I was a little nervous. I wondered how it would feel, if I could feel it at all.

"Just close your eyes, and kind of will yourself to transform", Arcee said, "It's one of those things that's so simple you can't explain it."

I did what she said. Surprisingly, it didn't take long. I felt my body shift, twist, move, and click. My senses paused. For a moment I couldn't feel a thing. I opened my optics and I felt totally different.

I crossed my eyes to look at my snout. It was like a parrot beak but with teeth sharper than kitchen knives. My neck was long and slender. I twisted around to look at my body. My plating was arranged like scales. I realized I had wings. I spread them to their full length and gawked at their size.

So I thought I do need to learn to fly.

I waved my tail around and brought it to my face to look at the end. It was green and shaped like a flower bud or teardrop. I walked around in a circle to get used to walking on all fours.

I tried to say "Wow" but what came out was a cross between a purr and a soft howl. I tested my new voice in different sounds.

"Okay", said Arcee, "transform again."

This time I didn't have to think about it. I just did it. No thinking involved.

"Awesome", I said after I fully transformed.

"Now do the same but direct the command to your servo, whichever you choose."

Again, didn't have to think. I went with my right, and what came out was a blade running along my forearm that stopped at my knuckles in a point. I assumed it would be good for punching. I tried my left arm and that transformed into a gun that glowed purple underneath the plating.

"Great", said Arcee, "now let's test those wings."

We went to the top of the rock formation that enclosed the base. The sun was starting to set. I stared at it while it was waiting for me to fly to it.

I transformed and spread my wings. I slowly walked to edge and let my claws curl around it while I stretched towards the sun.

I pushed off and tucked my legs under me. I closed my eyes and hoped I didn't fall. I opened them and found myself gliding. I gave my wings a few flaps and flew faster.

My spark pounded in my chest.

This is what I was meant to do.

In my previous dimension I never had this feeling. The only time I had a feeling of pride was when I was listening music, but it's nothing compared to this.

This is freedom.

This is me.

I roared with pride as I tucked into a dive. I shot back up and felt heat inside of my chest and it bubbled up until I opened my mouth and let it blast into the sky. It traveled for a moment before it exploded like purple fireworks.

This is power.

I'm not ashamed to admit I have a bit of evil in me. That part of me craves power to make a difference because I never really could.

I had high hopes when I was young, then when I was introduced to problems that have been there for generations I lost all that hope. And school didn't help; it just made me feel like the only thing I knew how to do was follow orders.

I banked left to get back to base. I lifted up as I neared the edge, but I hadn't figured out how to slow down.

I skidded and toppled over. Without willing myself to I transformed as I rolled.

"That was great!" I exclaimed as I sat up, "I've never felt like that before, I mean it was like...i-i-i-it was amazing! I've always wanted to fly and I just did!" I jumped up and cheered. A sudden wave of lightheadedness washed over me and I was forced to sit back down.

"Are you okay?" Arcee asked, kneeling beside me.

"A bit lightheaded", I responded, "I guess I was just a bit too excited."

"Better get Ratchet to check you out."

"Great, my first visit to the doctor of doom."

"Oh he's not that bad", said Arcee as she helped me up.

By the time we got to the med-bay I was so lightheaded I was having to lean on Arcee for balance.

"What happened?" Ratchet asked as we walked in.

"Dunno", I muttered.

"She was practicing flying but when she landed she got lightheaded", Arcee said, " and it's getting worse."

Darkness circled my vision as Ratchet guided me to the table. My audio receptors cut out when Ratchet said something to me. The darkness won before I could get to the table.