(Hey everyone, how are you all doing, did you like the chapter I posted last night? I hope so because now is the time we're revealing the. Last. warrior.

For those of you who were hoping, I am sad to say that it isn't Shockwave or any of your other guesses. It's going to be someone I think no one will be expecting. I'm sure you're all dying to know. The reason why it got done so fast is because... well... i'll let you find out as you read the chapter. Sorry I meant to post this yesterday but the heat was so intense and I needed to keep my computer from melting from the triple digit heatwave that happened, but now its a bit cooler and you'll be able to see this chapter.

Reminder: This is a story that works in coorilation with Ryujduge6614's "Transformers RWBY: The Flames of Redemption" that focuses on Blake and Weiss after the fall of Beacon.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Transformers Prime and RWBY they are the property of their respective owners.

Now please Read, Review, and Enjoy)

Dreadwing remained silent, his optics closed as he floated in the mass which was the Allspark. He knew for a fact that he had been put offline by his former lord and master, Megatron for attempting to avenge the desecration of his twin's, Skyquake, death.

Dreadwing had searched throughout the Allspark but couldn't find his twin anywhere. Which began to worry him. He began to lose hope of ever finding his brother.

"Dreadwing."

The familiarity of the voice was enough for the ex-Decepticon to snap his optics open and turn around in the Energon colored eternity to see Optimus Prime, more robust and had a jetpack compared to the last time the seeker had seen him.

"Prime! Wh-what happened to you?" Dreadwing asked, surprised to see the last prime upgraded and in the Allspark.

"I'm afraid that is a story that someone else you know will be able to tell you in the future. But I have come, sensing that you are not at all at peace while in the Allspark."

Dreadwing remained silent as he said, "It is my twin, Skyquake, since I perished at the hand of my former lord and master. I have searched everywhere for him, but yet to locate him."

"I'm afraid that is due to the dark Energon used to resurrect his remains. By unknown means your twin's spark has been pulled out of the Allspark, drawn by Unicron's Anti-Spark."

Dreadwing's optics widened. He had read in the ship's logs that Unicron, the Chaos Bringer, a being of mythology, had been discovered to being the core of the planet where both he and his twins met their end, Earth. If Skyquake's spark had been taken and is being use as a form of torture for the greatest desecrator in Cybertronian history then…

"What must I do to free his spark?!" Dreadwing asked, worried for his brother's safety.

Optimus began to explain as he had for the other three he came to that either seek redemption or a glimpse of hope.

Dreadwing absorbed the information and asked, "If I do this assignment for you, you will guarantee that Skyquake's spark will be saved from Unicron's darkness?"

Optimus nodded, "You have my word."

"Very well, let's begin." Dreadwing said, preparing himself for what needs to be done.

Optimus was hesitant as he told the former seeker, "The process of resurrecting you with what power that the original primes still have among us would not be able to bring you back to life completely as you were before your destruction."

"So I'll be close to death again." Dreadwing asked, unafraid of the possibility of him being on death's door to save his brother, "That is adequate, anything for my twin's salvation I will endure."

"Very well." Optimus accepted, his optics glowing brightly, forcing Dreadwing to shut his tightly as the light enveloped him.

When Dreadwing came to, he saw himself standing in a snow covered area of a planet similar to that of the human's planet, "Earth". He felt something wrong and found that his spark was still weak.

Looking into the ice before him, he saw that he was no longer a Cybertronian as he should be, but rather a human wearing armor similar to the colors and design similar to that of his original body. He found that his helm was not fixed onto his head as it was before. The symbol of him as a Seeker captain was on his chest plate as was when he was alive. His digits were organic fingers covered in metal gauntlet in the style of his digits. Most of his vehicle mode's wings were gone, save for the wings on his shoulders and legs. His face was covered by the golden yellow helmet mask that was designed to imitate his determined expression. As he began to walk towards the signs of civilization he felt a pain in his chest and looked down to see that his armor was leaking red fluid, human blood. He fell and laid on his back in the snow, worried about failing before he could even began.

As his vision began to fade, he hear the roar of an engine and heard a cry as several figures running to him. Before unconsciousness took him.

After waking up, Dreadwing found himself laying on a berth much like how those in need of Knockout's medical aid did. Looking around he appeared to be in a large operating room where the light overhead shined. He tried to move but couldn't his body, due to his body feeling heavy and weak.

Moving his eyes he found a large glass mirror on one side of the wall as he suspect it was a ruse and there were guards there watching him and would shoot him down if he did anything, so he waited until his body was back to normal and remained still.

As he closed his eyes to wait, the seeker began to hear a series of beeping. Looking down, with what strength he could to raise his head, Dreadwing saw there was a mechanical thing on his chest that seemed to imitate the spark beats that Dreadwing felt when his anger at Starscream's desecration of his brother's death.

Judging by the steady series of beeps, the device seemed to be both regulating and managing his life, or is to let him know it is armed before it would explode if he attempted anything.

The door began to slide open, making the drugged seeker to continue the illusion that he was still unconscious as someone with military discipline, and someone with a walking stick approached him.

"How are his vital signs, professor?" a man asked, Dreadwing deduced he must be someone of great rank to keep his voice indifferent, much like Optimus' former second in command, Ultra Magnus.

"He's stable for now, general… though it's quite remarkable that he had the will to still live even though he had that terrible hole in his chest as well as other injuries. His aura was able to stop the bleeding but... it'll take the device we implanted in him to cover the wound as well as help keep his organs going." A voice, by the tone, he had to be similar in age as the former Wrecker commander, Kup. However, it was wasn't as rough as the old soldier.

"Any signs of him waking up? I would like to know where a young man like him got those weapons of his and what his armor is made from." The general said, directly over the "unconscious" seeker.

"He should've came out of it by now." The professor told him, "Must still be attempting to overcome the trauma he experienced when he got those injuries."

"That is… something I can understand…" the general said, his tone becoming gentler as if remembering his own trauma.

Deciding it was time for him to find out where he was, he slowly woke up and saw a disheveled human whose outfit composed a white, double-breasted tailcoat with dark blue and black accents, most notable at the cuffs and shoulder pieces. The coat was belted at the waist. Underneath, a black collared shirt and a red tie. Over his hands were white gloves. From what he could see he wore a formal pants. Focusing on the man's face he found that the general had grown stubble and his hair is slightly messy.

"Where… Am I?" Dreadwing asked, his voice sounded like a struggle for him to speak as he attempted to look at the human but his vision blurred and he was forced to lay back more.

"Easy, you're among friends. I am General James Ironwood, headmaster of Atlas Academy and general of the Atlesian army." The human introduced himself, though he looked a bit unprofessional in his attire to be taken as a general, but there was an air about him that did give an impression of him being a general.

"Captain… Dreadwing…" Dreadwing introduced himself before sleep took him again.

Ironwood narrowed his eyes at the young man, he was either delirious due to the drug that kept him under while the professor operated on him, or he was the youngest to reach the rank of Captain that he ever heard of. And that name of his Dreadwing, is most unusual. Since the Great War the people had begun to name their children after one of the aspects of art, color.

The symbol on his armor certainly looked like a rank as well as a faction rather than a personal symbol.

And then there was that injury so close to his heart. How is a young man like that able to still live with a serious wound like that? He must've had a great will to keep himself going between vessel crashing and the guards found him just outside the city.

The weapons they found on him were nothing like he had seen, even with Atlas' reputation of making the highest advances with technology. A pistol that shot out an energy blast that wasn't correlated with Dust of any kind, a cannon in the design of a mini-gun with the primary handle designed to separate with the main weapon to become a sword. And then there were the fin shaped explosives that one of his engineers said it was a work of art with all the fail safes, dummy leads, and booby traps wires within its' casing.

The professor continued to attend to the young man's condition while both looked at the chest piece that was modified to cover the edges of his wounds while it kept the energy flowing to make his heart from giving out by the damage he received. It had used the technology that not only was used when he received himself on a mission during his youth but also the generating capabilities that were used when the professor made his "daughter" Penny that allowed her to generate and maintain an aura despite being constructed like the Atlas Knight robots.

For now he'll let the young man rest, hopefully he can explain to Jacque as to the embargo on Dust trade that he made after returning from Vale. As well as more laws that he will bring to the millionaire's attention. The official reason was in making sure none of the other kingdoms would declare war with the fall of Beacon. However, it was also to prevent the forces of the White Fang, and Salem's followers at bay from launching another attack.

(Well what do you think? Any thoughts about how Dreadwing was able to stay alive or even comback to life thanks to the Power of the Primes, or what's left of it to bring him back, make him human, and unlock both his Aura and Semblance? Let me know in a review.

Yes I know it was short but what else do you expect after all it's gonna take some time before Dreadwing recovers from his operation, not to mention getting used to and to be honest... I thought this'd be a great cliffhanger as to what's happening while Dreadwing's in recovery and the general went to see Jacque. The next chapter will have Dreadwing make some progress while coming up with a story that sounds convincing to Ironwood as to not have him be locked up where he can't get to his charge, Weiss.

Until next time in The Light of Hope.)