Previously Bluestreaker had noticed the brooding behaviour from Skywarp, offering to cheer the purple-black mech by inviting him along. Firstly the seeker had shot him some snide comments. Always mouthy before actually taking in Bluestreaker's kindness. At least someone was actually trying to put his mind at ease. Gesturing arms up in a 'Oh alright' manner that had earned a pat on the back.

"Lets get going and we'll be there while they're selling off bets, huh? Who knows maybe one of us'll get lucky and win." All the while stareing at something over Skywarp's shoulder.

He turned when shouts from the Cybertronian natives grew, becoming panicked. Mech and femme of all sizes and colors where now running, some diving for the shelter of doorways while others pushed by one another. Wing struts sagging Skywarp just sighed.

"Gee-whizz, now what?" Helm rolling on his shoulders as to prepare himself for what may come next.

At first Skywarp wasn't certain as to what was happening- and by the look painted on Bluestreaker's face, neither did the bot. Both stood there. Though Skywarp sensed that the bot wanted to retreat, only staying because he'd showed no sign to move. Focusing on the source behind this panicked crowd. Skywarp's optics narrowed due to what movement he glimpsed. So intent to figure it out when Bluestreaker was pushed aside by the fleeing Nails.

Now Bluestreaker was panicking. Managing to stay on his pedes, he wiggled his way to the side of the alley, "Skywarp, hurry over here!" Unable to see where the seeker was but from where Bluestreaker stood he could glimpse the streetscape beyond the runaways. Prowl had to be informed asap!

Skywarp had glimpsed Headstrong and backed away, keeping to the crowd so that the Predacon didn't spot his unmistakable image. "Bluestreaker, stay close. We've got to-" Whirling round Skywarp found the bot gone.

Oh, well good riddance as it came to no surprise to the seeker. It was always everyone for themselves, unless you where of the same faction member as any Autobot.

Rushing footfalls brung Chromia bursting out from the foundation overhead. Training her gun on the Rhinoceros barreling towards Skywarp. Why wasn't he moving? She swept optics back to the mayhem; Nails being flung whenever they didn't move fast enough. "Skywarp, move it now if you want to live!"

Crimson optics flitted up towards Chromia before zipping up to the platform, arms raised to open fire upon Headstrong. The bulky beast charged, ramming into the side of the platform's foundations thus causing them to creek. The impact rattled the platform and unbalanced Chromia. Dropping the gun as she stumbled against the rails, where she may have gone head over if not for Skywarp grabbing her.

Headstrong rattled his vocals, "Get down here you piece of scrap!" once again smashing against the not so sturdy foundations.

"This is not how I imagined how I'd go out! What's his problem, what's Prowl gone an done now?!" Skywarp scowled, while opening fire upon Headstrong. A white shape whizzing overhead now and Skywarp reconized Glit.

Chromia however didn't know who Glit was and aimed. Regard that the white Jaguar was on their side, swiping a steely claw at Headstrong's optics. Yet unable to cause much damage other that breaking one of the Predacons visuals. Precious fluid pooled between the cracks, a viscous pink liquid - Energon.

The first shot missed Glit but drew a displeased snarl from the mechanical feline. As well as alerting Skywarp, the seeker spun and swung for the armed gun. Sending it spinning through the air and lost. "Don't you dare hurt her you ignorant femme." He warned.

Clearly not taking any nonsense that would endanger one of his spatkmate's old war companions from days of the Darkstalkers. Glit had been one of four lead by Silverwolf, though now there where three. Scatterfrost, a purple seeker had fallen at the hands of the cybervore after what currently did not matter right now. Glit could feel Skywarp watching. Ready to jump into action if she needed assistance.

Chromia just brung a servo to his wing, getting Skywarp's attention. "It's you they're after. Move out now before reinforcements arrive!"

"I have as much right here as you! Don't threaten me, femme. I can handle mindless Predacons." He scoffed when Chromia did.

Glit pounced from Headstrong's back as optics snapped skyward. Tensing at the sight of the incoming monstrosity that was Birdbrain. This sight gave both seeker and guard the same dreaded suspicion. Both in unison said one word... a name.

"Shockwave's behind this."

Chromia had to duck. Skywarp then swooped in, shielding her... within seconds kind kicking warp-drives into gear... flitting himself and Chromia away from visual, as well as the scenario.

"Wait, what about Glit?" The bot-femme inquired when pedes where on solid ground. Stumbling a little in a struggle to stand still.

Such a sight amused the purple-black seeker, "I see someone's never warped before, huh'huh?" Nudging her with chuckle. "Glit's been through worse. They'll manage just fine to put the two off our tails for a while. Guess I should call you my Knight in shining armour."

"For Primus sake I should have just left you there." Strutting past the mech she'd been sent to retrieve and he quirked an optic ridge.

Raising arms to cross over his chassis. "Why didn't you?" optics narrowed at her.

Chromia found every Deception to be nothing but trouble, more so when they where a seeker. In fact all of them got on the sharp shooters nerves, and by pits she didn't care if it was obvious or not. Right now questions and answers where not a activity Chromia wanted to fill vital time with. Gesturing for him to walk in front and learning he'd just stand there. Knowing fully well that he was starting to grate at her patience, as he had when Chromia attempted to ruin things for Windblade.

"If this... How do I know this isn't some cold sparked game, pulled by Prowl? Don't think I don't know what he dose. Heard he tried to play the guilt game with Rodimus." Skywarp smirked as Chromis visibly slouched, turned and just started walking.

Instantly he warped into her path. "Your not a prisoner nor am I arresting you."

"Hmm, well since yah know something I'm missing. Guess I'm stuck with you, femme. So spill it on the way, why are those beasts suddenly making a come back after all this time?"

Bringing het arm up and activating the holographic data to display for Skywarp, "Monstructor... Or well the few who combined into that abomination where revived. Well, not so much as revived."

"Wait, how could they be here if they weren't exactly restored, as you claim?" What he thought was the ideal question only gained nothing but a horde of many questions. None though matched the answer he'd witness right now.

He had continued to watch. "We copied this from the news feed sent to us."

Crimson optics flared to life when recognizing the lithe Turbo-Wolf reeping down upon unarmed Nail's. The familiar femme was dragging a security officer from his post. ripping off the arm which flared fractures of sparks in an unpredictability array. Energon seeped from the unclean ripped cables, pooling beneath the terrified officer.

"That's enough!" Throwing a fist into the holographic video only for Chromia to give him a swift kick. Skywarp was caught off guard and fell back. "This... Something's not right so why ain't you helping her!?"

Skywarp took a dangerous approach towards Chromia. Denta clenched, and servos balled into fists, his spark stung as though clogged. It was gut wrenching when Chromia allowed the feed to continue playing. What did she want from him? "JUST TELL ME, NOW!"

"What do you think?" It was simple and she expected Skywarp to grasp the situation with out needing to explain, or so much as offer a clue.

Not this again, did she know how much she could be compared to with Prowl? "Your leaving this upto me? Because if that's the case, I can get her out the picture."

By now they'd reached the citadel in which Prowl was stationed. The doors slid open for them, entering just as Arcee stepped out. Witnessing the rest of the discussion with a unhappy frown towards Chromia. "You need to prepare yourself."

"Wait, what do you think your playing at? I'm not going to do anything to hurt her! Silverwolf is not the enemy here, and the sooner you get that into your lose CPU the better." Sensing Arcee coming over, following them back inside. He lifted his arm, resting that elbow on the pinkettes shoulder.

"Chromia let's not do this the cold way. I'll handle Skywarp from here, go crawl back to shadow after Windblade. Or whatever it is you do." Scowling. Skywarp watched with quiet smugness when Chromia backed off.

This was good

It gave Skywarp breathing room to figure out just what to do, a starting point which wrecked his cpu. So much for having a quiet and normal life- A war over but tentions continued to get in the way. Perhaps nothing goo would come from this whole mess? He wasn't sure why but with how Chromia acted... should he just give up? Lifting his servo to rest over his chassis, the seeker hunched and gritted his jaw. Not at first reacting when Arcee gave him some reassurance. Not that he could hear anything but a droning jumble of noise.

SLAP

Sudden impact of the pinkette's servo snapped him back to reality, "Pull yourself together, Skywarp. Your coming with me and we'll see how resilient the wastes are." Stalking away before he could so much as add anything.

"Glit's alive." Was all he could manage to say. Not what he intended, but something he thought was relevant.

Would it be possible to locate and drag the white panthera along? Thinking twice, Arcee knew it may only end badly if anything went wrong. "We can't risk her in case Konig destroys her."

"Would she though?" Disbelief echoed in what Skywarp retorted.

Arcee paused, silence was all she give at first. Before turning to Skywarp, "Would you risk it, even now? This is our friend but with the Heart of Darkness-" Raising a servo as the seeker was about to speak. "she was triggered into a war machine. Relentless. Not to mention she couldn't tell ally from enemy."

"I KNOW THAT ALRIGHT!" Frustration was building up once again.

Gold optics flashed towards him as she vented a sigh. "Do you? The only reason I'm bringing you along is that bond."

"It's pretty obvious that she'd not hurt me. Tell me something new, Arcee." He huffed, proving Arcee that he was either stubborn or... he knew more than he lead on. In which case the purple-black mech was questioning why she was even telling him what he already knew.

"It's possible that the bond between you... it may not be enough. So in the way you are very much going to be at risk." Stopping now where the shuttle docks where, noticing that Skywarp had been quiet for to long.

Finding he was actually already climbing into the shuttle, the pinkette followed and jabbed a servo over the hatch seal upon entering. The tolerable seeker checking the fuel dials... or was meant to, but was reading them wrong. This was fine. She wasn't done with the discussion yet, and Skywarp knew it and so scoffed.

"Rubbish!" His servo aimlessly waveing at the pinkette.

That dim gaze flared to life and made Arcee appear malicious. "Skywarp, this is the very femme humanity saw as both Skoll and Hati, the mocker... the treacherous hater."

"You still don't get it do you?" Now feeling like he at least had information that Arcee didn't. Nothing was said and he knew this was his cue to continue. "Maybe you should delve into that and figure who was on the receiving end?"

Her optics narrowed towards Skywarp who just sat there with his repugnant smirk in play, but as much as she suspected. It was best to wait. Getting the engines started, warming the hydraulics before they could take off. Who knew how long these exploring crafts had been out of commission, but at least these old battle ships ran on dark matter. Looking at all the dials and metres Skywarp reached over to activate the radar, which worked like a hologram.

Almost instantly Arcee smacked his servo, "Do you have any idea what you're doing?"

"Oh, come on Ceecee. I may be prone to pranking, or jokes even- but I'm not a complete moron." But at least she believed him and suggested he keep an optic on the quardinates.

The whole situation had escalated out of the blue. Only moments ago, the purple-black mech had been moping as usual. Trying to figure out what he should do. One Earth minute he'd decided to do something he missed, only for mayhem to unfold in which could have ended badly. How- Suddenly pushing the incident with Headstrong aside he turned to Arcee. The pinkette was keeping an optic on the dials while piloting the shuttle. Studying her faceplate, he couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"Why did we have to wait this long? What if-" With a sigh the seeker cut himself off and shook his helm.

Rolling optics was rare but she did. "Because now we can pinpoint the location this comes from." Arcee smirked and held up a matching Data pad- in fact it was Prowl's Data pad.

"You planted a chip didn't you!?" Relived surprise echoed.

Arcee thought it would be best to explain at a more convenient time. "Even better, it's the tracer that detects the slightest of reality disruptions from the Heart of Darkness."