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(Longshot, Prison Deck)

Optimus's systems began to reboot, his energy reserves now full, and soon his optics came back online. Groaning, the Autobot leader began to get up, before noticing that he was sitting on a bunk inside a small room with a small shielded window. At the opposite end of the room were energy bars, making Optimus realize he was in a cell. A Cybertronian-designed cell to be precise. Optimus also took note of the cuffs around his wrists, and how they were blocking his scanners, coms and transformation cog. He also realized his weapons had been confiscated.

Deciding to see if anyone else was around, Optimus arose from the bunk and walked up towards the bars. When he did, he saw there were two guards, one on each side of his cell. One of the mechs noticed him, turning to face the Prime. He was a large bulky mech, around the same height as Hound and Ironhide, and possessed white and red armor. It took Optimus a moment, but he recognized the mech as the Autobot, Showdown.

Showdown appeared to be looking at Optimus with distasting optics. He then looked at his partner. "Shellshock. Go tell Anomaly and Switchblade that our guest has awakened." He said.

Shellshock, an equally large dark green and silver mech, nodded before activating his coms. Optimus looked at Showdown, confusion on the Prime's face. "Showdown, what's going on? Where are we? And why am I locked in a cell?" Asked Optimus.

Snorting, Showdown replied, "I am under no condition to answer you, Prime." He said the last bit with hate, surprising Optimus.

"Now, now, Showdown. No need for such hostilities." Switchblade said. The Star Seeker leader and his second walked up to Optimus's cell. "After all, Prime at least deserves to know his fate."

Optimus frowned as he looked at the flyer, before optics widened in realization. "I thought your name was familiar. Switchblade, a Decepticon Commander. And you're Anomaly, a former student under Wheeljack. Why are you serving Switchblade?" Optimus asked the green and white mech.

"It's former Decepticon and Autobot now, Optimus." Switchblade answered. "We are the Star Seekers, Cybertronians that have banded together to survive. And this is our vessel, the Longshot."

"Star Seekers?" Optimus repeated before looking at Anomaly. "So, you've defected then."

"It was better than just dying. Do you even know how many of us felt when you sent that message?" The green and white mech snapped. "The Allspark, destroyed! Our world, Cybertron, slowly dying as well as many mechs and femmes, even young ones! We had to leave to survive, becoming exiles!" Anomaly snarled as he pointed a metal finger at his former leader. "You abandoned your own people, Prime."

His words made Optimus lowered his head in shame after hearing Anomaly's words. "There were reasons, Anomaly. Complicated, but good reasons for what I did."

"Perhaps" Switchblade said. "But both you and Megatron destroyed our home. Forcing us to survive on what scraps we had, as well as what we could take from others."

Upon hearing those words, Optimus's optics widened. "You…you raided other worlds, civilizations. Anomaly, how could you?!" Prime demanded, disgusted and horrified at what his former troops did.

"It was either that, or die, Optimus." Anomaly said. "And with our race on the brink of extinction, we had no choice."

"But, now that we have you, it won't be." Switchblade said. "We shall finish the mission Lockdown was supposed to complete, and regain our home." The Longshot suddenly shook a little, but none of the Star Seekers seemed to mind. "It appears that we have arrived." The former Decepticon said.

"Where? Where have we arrived?" Optimus questioned as he walked towards his cell's window. What he saw made him gasp.

Up ahead was a massive planet, made of metal and earth, dark and lifeless. Large fragments of the planet had split off, but still held together through multiple iron cables. Almost as if it were still hanging to life. Despite having not seen it for years, Optimus never forgot the image of this planet and what it had become since they launched the Allspark.

"Cybertron" Switchblade said, answering Optimus's thoughts. "Our home"

(Earth, South Dakota)

"I don't know what I've been told!" Sang Cliffjumper as he moved a pile of scrapped cars.

"I don't know what I've been told!" Repeated Skids and Mudflap as they helped the red mech.

"Blasting Cons never gets old!" Cliffjumper sung.

"Blasting Cons never gets old!" Sang the twins.

It was another normal day at the junkyard that served as the Autobots' forward base. The yard was surrounded by a wide fence, deployed with laser sentry guns, wires and other mechanisms they could gather. At the opposite end of the yard were the remains of the transport ship. With the efforts of Wheeljack and the Wreckers, it had been taken apart and remodified to serve as a base. New features include a main doorway for Autobots to come in and out, a very large hanger for Omega Supreme, and some landing pads for their fliers. There was also an overlook, serving as an observation post that allowed them to see the entire junkyard and the land beyond that. At the top of the base was a crow's nest, also overlooking the junkyard too. The inside of the former ship included a command and communication center, security room, a medical bay, laboratory, workshop, storage area, energon vault, weapons armory, and personal quarters. There was also a groundbridge too, built by Wheeljack after the Aerialbots recovered some of Sentinel Prime's pillars.

At the center of the junkyard was an old auto repair shop, a gas station, as well as a garage and several trailers, which served as homes for Cade, his assistant, Jimmy, and Adam. It was surrounded by various objects and had an outdoor workshop/lounge. Next to the shop was a tower built by Wheeljack, designed to hide the Autobots' signatures from the Decepticons and TRF scanners.

Another of his inventions was an extractor converter to get a steady supply of Energon by converting any type of fuel, whether it be solid, liquid or gas. It had numerous gauges and buttons dotted on its dashboard, while various tubes connected it to twelve feet long empty tanks on its right. That's where the converted Energon was released. On its left were drums currently containing gas, and next to them were empty canisters to be refilled. It was simply called an Energon Converter. It followed the same principles that the Sun Harvester did, but on a smaller scale and less likely to destroy the Earth.

The Autobots there were performing various activities. Cliffjumper and the twins were moving old beaten up cars as an exercise, and to make room for some additional security systems. Skids and Mudflap had also scanned new alt modes while keeping their colors, now transforming into Chevrolet Sparks. Crosshairs was hovering lazily above the ground aboard an assault carrier. Warpath and Ironhide were using some cars as target practice. Near them was Armorhide, the black and yellow stripped Volvo FH Globetrotter Semi-Tractor Trailer Autobot checking his Plasma Sphere Cannon for any possible problems. Sideswipe and Drift, the latter having a new red and black coloring, were sparring. Ratchet was in the med bay, doing an inspection to ensure that he had a full load of supplies. Jolt was expecting the wrecked vehicles that filled the junkyard, looking for any parts that could be useful. Trench was in his alt mode as he usually was, not minding as others walked by him. Jazz and Prowl were in the command room with Silverbolt, discussing about what the latter saw on his team's latest patrol. The rest of the Aerialbots were in their quarters, recharging after their return. Grindcore, a green mech with a Caterpillar 930G alt mode, was talking with Wheeljack while checking on the Energon Converter. The Wreckers, Leadfoot, Topspin and Roadbuster, were sitting against some old cars, talking with each other. Their dog, Steeljaw, was taking a nap nearby. Fixit, who now possessed an Amphibious ATV alt mode, was at the overlook, checking the security cameras for anything suspicious. Mirage was on the crow's nest, just lying about and staring up at the sky. Brawn, a short but bulky Autobot, who transformed into a grayish-green Hummer HX Concept, was using a broken van as a makeshift punching bag. Underneath a canopy beside the Auto shop were Wheelie and Brains surfing the web with Jimmy. The Dinobots were currently in their beast modes, just wandering around aimlessly.

Outside the junkyard, the large Autobot Stratosphere was in his Lockheed C-5 Galaxy alt mode, ready to transport some refugees to Cuba. Beside him were his escorts, Tomahawk and Blazemaster, who changed into black and grey Eurocopter Tiger Helicopter, and a dark blue Eurocopter AS365 Dauphin Helicopter respectively. Helping the refugees was Inferno, a red mech that possessed a red Nissan Patrol Rescue SUV. With him were the Allspark mutants, Longarm and Salvage. Longam turned into a white and blue stripped Ford F-350 Tow Truck and Salvage was a red Chevrolet Silverado Pick-up Truck.

Also in the command room was Cosmos, a green mech with a round-chassis and red helm. Being able to transform into a Cybertronian space ship aka a UFO, Cosmos would normally be in space, delivering reports to Prowl about things, such as Cybertronians coming into Earth's orbit. Sometimes he would come down to planet's surface and speak to Prowl directly.

Finally, near the base, were Elita-1, Chromia and Arcee. They had set up an outdoor playpen for the sparklings. Having grown out of the hatchling stage, the young Cybertronians were now displaying their own individual colors, and had already received designations. The sparklings were keeping themselves occupied with toys that Wheeljack had put together, all of them completely safe of course. Despite their current living conditions, the femmes wanted the sparklings to grow up safe and happy, as well as receive a proper education, unlike what Megatron originally had planned for them.

Back at the gas station, Jimmy was conversing with Wheelie and Brains about the site they were looking at. "So, is this some Autobot hook up site?" Jimmy asked the two mini-cons.

"Nah, just go here to dream." Wheelie replied.

"Yeah, can't be dreaming about the beauties here, now that they're all taken." Said Brain. He and Wheelie continued flipping through the site again.

Fixit was shifting through the security films when he saw some familiar vehicles approaching the front gate. "Cade's team has returned!" Fixit announced over the speakers. "And it looks like they brought a new arrival too."

Driving up the main road were Bumblebee, Evac, Hound, and Canopy, the last one carrying a sack of objects that he, Sqweeks and Izabella had collected over the years. Bumblebee quickly transformed, followed by Evac after letting, Adam, Rewind and Ramhorn out first. "Man, slagging those TRF drones felt good. Right, Bee?" Evac asked his friend.

Bumblebee replied with several beeps before making his way over towards the femmes, who were leading the curious sparklings to greet them. The yellow bot sat down as the younger Cybertronians crawled, waddled and ran over to him. The air was filled with their humming, trilling, purring, chirping and squeaking, happy to see one of their favorite Autobots. While the sparklings climbed on top of Bumblebee, Evac stood to the side along with Adam, waiting for Canopy to come up. Ramhorn went off to explore while Rewind went to deliver a report to Prowl.

While their entrance was subtle, Hound's was not. His transformation was followed by several small explosions and a few loose gears flying. "Boo ya! We're back ya'll!" He watched as a few mini-rockets went flying, causing more explosions. "Whoops, been holding down that one for a while. Talk about a cluster bomb." Hound said as he watched the explosions.

Unfortunately, his actions were not appreciated by the eldest femme. "Hound!" Elita shouted, causing the Autobot commando to flinch. "How many times do I have to tell you not to do that? What if the sparklings were over there?" The purple femme said as she began scolding the larger mech.

Wheelie watched from the safety of the sofa, before looking back Jimmy. "Hey, an't ya going to do something about that?" The former Decepticon asked.

"What, you crazy? No way am I getting in between Miss Purple's ranting. I'm not suicidal." Jimmy said, looking at Wheelie as if he lost it.

"I hear that." Brains said as the three went back to surfing the web.

Canopy drove by Hound and Elita, quickly letting Sqweeks and Izabella out before anyone saw them. He then transformed, allowing his sack to slide off his bed as he stood up. Wobbling a bit, Canopy was held up thanks to Evac, who began guiding the large yellow mech to the med bay for Ratchet to look over. Meanwhile, Adam walked over towards Izabella and Sqweeks, with said girl looking at all the Autobots in awe.

"Well, welcome to Autobot Forward Base." Adam said as he spread his arms out. "It doesn't have much of a view, but its habitable, for both Cybertronians and humans, and we get free wifi and T.V too."

Izabella said nothing, staring at the base behind the Auto Shop. "Is that a real space ship?" Izzy asked.

"It was" Adam answered. "Took some damage three years ago in Hong Kong. So, we remodified it to serve as a base of operations. Here we can coordinate efforts to safely bring arriving refugees to Cuba as well get steady supplies of Energon for the Autobots. That's what they use to survive. But, we do have a giant mech who still transforms into a space ship if you want to see." Adam then pointed towards Stratosphere, who had just taken off, followed by his escort. "The refugees usually ride aboard that big guy."

"Freaking awesome…" Muttered Izzy, completely in awe.

Sqweeks turned his head, and his optics widened upon seeing something. "Chihuahua!" He cried.

Looking to see what was bothering the diminutive mech, Adam and Izzy saw Cade's jeep driving up the road. Even from this distance, Adam could tell that the man was pissed. "Shit, looks like someone is about to get on the receiving end of Cade's temper. Izzy, you'd better take cover until Cade cools down. Hide behind Trench here, he won't mind." Adam said to the girl. Izzy nodded and she Sqweeks went around the other side of the Cat 320 Excavator. the young hybrid watched as Cade parked his jeep beside the auto shop. The man then got out and slammed the door before marching on the junkyard.

"Okay, where's Grimlock? I know he did something to Sherman's car!" Cade yelled at the assembled Autobots.

"Somewhere back there. I think he was chewing something, guess it's the Chief's car." Ironhide answered as he walked up to stand beside his sparkmate. He moved his head to avoid a metal block flying at him. "X-Grid, no throwing." Ironhide said to the giggling sparkling.

"Grimlock!" Cade yelled towards said T-Rex. With him were Snarl and Slug. Riding on Snarl's back, protected by the upward plates was Paddles, another sparkling. She stood out due to the scratch on the sparkling's left optic. Ratchet believed she got it when under Megatron's 'care'. Paddles had taken a shine to the Dinobots and would normally spend time with them. Said mechs didn't seem to mind, Grimlock even declaring he would train the sparkling when she got older.

"Is that the Chief's car in your mouth? Yes, it is, I can see it!" Yeager yelled as he walked up towards the gigantic Knight. "Spit it out, now!"

Mirage walked up beside Hound, the two watching the whole thing taking place. "I'm guessing you guys ran into some trouble?" The spy asked.

Hound shrugged. "Something like that. Ran into TRF."

A laugh had everyone turning their heads towards Crosshairs, who had gotten off his carrier. "I bet Bumblebee got distracted searching the radio for the right words to say. Told Cade he should've brought me then the yellow bugger." Said Crosshairs.

"Oh boy, here we go…" Chromia muttered, putting a hand over her face.

"Shut up!" Bumblebee said as he put the sparklings down. He then walked right up to Crosshairs. "Before I do some damage, you won't walk away from."

"Oh what? You want to go tough guy?" Challenged Crosshairs before Bumblebee tackled him to the ground. The two began kicking and punching each other. The sparklings chirped and squeaked, finding the whole thing amusing.

From her hiding spot behind Trench, Izzy couldn't help but laugh as she watched the whole show. Grimlock coughed up what remained of the car, before letting out a groan and put his head to the ground. Cade was still near him, scolding the Knight. Ironhide separated the two wrestling mechs, keeping Bee and Crosshairs separated from one another. Bumblebee shook a fist at the paratrooper, who just gave him the finger.

Back inside the base, Evac was giving his report to Prowl and Jazz. Silverbolt had gone off to recharge after and Cosmos was preparing to stack up on Energon and head back into space. "This Cybertronian…you sure he was Autobot?" Prowl asked after listening to Evac.

"I didn't see him up close. But I was able to get a glimpse of his body when we left." Evac said as he projected an image of the dead Cybertronian. "Cade said his designation was Dion. I made sure to hide his body from TRF, so we could retrieve it later."

Prowl seemed surprised by the name, as well as the appearance of the deceased. "Dion…it can't be…"

"You know him, Prowl?" Asked Jazz.

"I never met him, but I've heard about him." Replied Prowl. "Before Cybertron was united thanks to Sentinel, we were all scattered into various tribes. One tribe was made of descendants from different members of the Thirteen's followers, primarily Prima, Solus, Vector and Alchemist. Among them were Orion Pax, Ariel, and Dion. Orion and Ariel later became Optimus Prime and Elita-One respectively. Optimus said that Dion was close friend of theirs."

The other Autobots in there were surprised by this bit of information. "So, what happened to Dion after that?" Asked Evac.

"Optimus said that the day before Sentinel came to their tribe, marauders attacked them, and in the process, Dion was killed. However, they could never find the body. I guess the reason being that he was still alive all this time." Prowl explained.

"But he was clearly an Autobot, if the insignia Cade found proves it." Jazz commented. "So, where was he all this time?"

"It looks like we'll never know." Prowl answered. "In the meantime, I want a look at that object he gave to Cade. While I doubt Dion would give us something dangerous, its best not to take any chances."

The conversation was cut short when Fixit's voice spoke over the loudspeaker. :Prowl, sir. Security cameras just spotted another Cybertronian approaching…its Daytrader: Fixit said, saying the name with a bit of distaste. :Orders?:

"Let him in, Fixit. He's one of us, whether or not you like it." Prowl ordered as he left the command room, followed by Evac and Jazz. "And by the way, Evac, when are you and Adam going to tell us about that human girl who came with you?" The lieutenant asked as he opened up a holographic projection, showing Izabella and Sqweeks hiding behind Trench.

The young Knight said nothing except for giving a sheepish smile.

Back in the junkyard, the gathered Autobots watched as a blue and white Mercedes Benz LK Model 1920 Dump Truck, carrying a ridiculous number of items, drove down the main road. "Ugh, here comes the most annoying Cybertronian on the planet? Should I frag him?" Hound asked as he juggled a grenade.

"Definitely" Replied Drift, who had finished his spar with Sideswipe.

"Hide the sparklings." Sideswipe said. "No telling what junk he brought with him this time."

Cade, after finishing scolding Grimlock, also spotted Daytrader. "'This time'?" Cade repeated before rounding on Jimmy. His 'assistant' had finally gotten up from the couch when Daytrader came driving in. "Okay, what did he give you that you'd let him in?" Asked Cade.

Like a deer caught by headlights, Jimmy stuttered, "No, no way. Why'd you think I did something? I barely have control over most of these guys when you're gone. None of this has to do with me and-"

"Hey, Cade" Wheelie said from a top of a table. Beside him was a Cybertronian blaster. "He got this." Said the mini-con as he kicked the weapon with his wheeled foot.

"Wanted it because he thought it made him look like a badass." Added Brains as he climbed up next to his friend.

An argument began between the two Autobots and Jimmy, which Cade had to go and break up. Meanwhile, Daytrader had begun transforming once he reached the others. "Yo, how's it going folks?" The scavenger asked cheerfully.

"Okay, I'm gonna frag him." Hound said as he prepared to pull the pin. He was stopped when Armorhide grabbed the grenade from his hand. "The slag, Armorhide?" The commando said.

"Throw that anywhere near the young ones, and the femmes will rip you into pieces." Armorhide said before tossing the explosive back to Hound. "That, and I don't want any more damn explosions. Got a processor ache already." The black and yellow mech added.

"Yeah, what the big guy said, Hound. You've gotta stop with starting things off with violence. You do it all the times, right off the bat." Daytrader commented.

"I love violence. That's why." Hound said as he examined his combat knife.

By then, the other Autobots had come over to see what all the fuss was about. After stopping another headache between his assistant and the mini-cons, Cade walked past his large friends. "Daytrader, the hell you are doing here?" He asked.

"Oh, come on, Cade. Don't be like that." Daytrader said as he walked up to the human, with several items falling off as he moved. "Anyway, Prowl wanted me to come if I had any news regarding a ship that you're all wanting me to fine. But, I also brought a new voice box for our Bumblebee over here." He added as he held up said device.

Cade took it from Daytrader. He recognized it from the images Ratchet had showed him. "You sure this is gonna work?" The man asked the Cybertronian junker.

"Don't act all doubtful on me. You know you guys only get the good parts." Replied Daytrader. "Checked it out myself, fully operational. Our yellow friend will feel like a brand, new bot."

"Hear that, Bee? You're gone talk buddy!" Cade said to Bumblebee.

"Oh~ Can't touch this!" Replied Bumblebee as he played some music and did a dance. The sparklings nearby squeaked in excitement, liking the noise coming from the yellow mech.

"Yeah, break it down, Bee!" Cheered Hound as the other Autobots chuckled or sighed in exasperation at Bee's enthusiasm.

Some of the other Autobots gathered around Daytrader, wanting to see if he had anything useful. Jolt particularly wanted to fine some spare parts he and Ratchet could use. While that was happened, Cade walked away back to his trailer. Izzy took that moment to run after him. Seeing this, Adam followed her to do damage control.

"Izzy, wait!" Adam shouted, catching Cade's attention. When his eyes settled on the girl, he groaned.

"Oh no! No, no, no! I am not dealing with this." Cade said as he continued walking towards his trailer. "Adam, I don't want to know how or why, but she is not staying. Your little girlfriend has got to go."

"G-girlfriend?" Sputtered Adam.

"First off, I'm not his girlfriend. I'm a friend." Izzy defended herself. "Plus, I'm not leaving as long as Canopy and Sqweeks are here. And I can be useful, I fix shit, probably better than you and Adam."

Adam had by then reached Izabella, with Sqweeks behind him. Putting a gentle hand on the girl's shoulder, the hybrid said, "Look, how about you find Rewind or Evac. I'm sure they can take you to see Canopy. The big guy is probably being fixed up by Ratchet as we speak."

Izzy looked like she wanted to argue. However, she consented and walked away, the diminutive blue mech following behind her. That just left Adam and Cade, the latter having sat down on a couch, a can of beer in one hand and a burrito in the other. The older man gave the teen a look. "I know what you're going to say, but hear me out. Izabella can be useful. Besides she doesn't have anywhere else to go."

"And what do you mean by that?" Cade asked as he took a bite out of his burrito.

Adam sighed. "Her parents were killed by the Decepticons during the Chicago Battle." Cade paused when he heard that. "Apparently, Izzy refused to go into foster care and decided to strike out on her own. That's how she ran into Canopy and Sqweeks. She took care of them and they her."

Cade said nothing, just chewed on his lunch. After he swallowed, he looked at Adam. "And what do you know of her?"

"She's resourceful and knows a lot about Cybertronian biology. Hell, she'd be more helpful than Jimmy." Adam said. "I doubt Izzy would rat out on us or turn us in to TRF. She isn't bias as the rest of the planet is. Plus, she could be useful when we need a less direct approach." Adam explained. "Just give her a chance, okay?"

Thinking hard, Cade kept silent, before eventually saying, "Fine, she can stay. But, she has to pull her part while staying here."

Adam nodded, happy that Cade had agreed to let Izabella stay.

(Cybertron)

The Longshot had soon landed on the dead planet. Immediately a small escort walked out of the ship. Leading from the front was Switchblade, with a white and black mech named Doubletake walking beside him. After them was Firebreaker, a purple, green and black mech who was carrying a pulse blaster. Behind him was Optimus Prime, still held by the energy cuffs. Keeping an optic on him were Showdown and Shellshock. To the side, was a purple and orange mech, Pandemic. He was carrying Optimus's confiscated weapons. Finally, at the back, was the blue and orange femme Catapult, and the bulky red mech with orange flames, Ripraw.

"Anomaly, we'll take Optimus to the mistress. You're in charge of the ship until we return." Switchblade ordered over the coms.

:Copy that, Switchblade. Good luck: Replied Anomaly.

As they began walking down the wasteland, Optimus took this moment to look upwards. He watched the millions of stars above Cybertron shine brightly. However, his optics shuddered when the planet Neptune passed by overhead. It soon occurred to Optimus that Cybertron was moving, and at its continued trajectory, would arrive at Earth in several days.

Deciding to try and find out more, Optimus looked at Switchblade. "Where are we heading?" He asked.

Not looking at the Autobot leader, the Star Seeker leader replied, "Somewhere that will be familiar to you. Though you might not recognize it in its current condition."

Optimus was confused by his words until a shadow suddenly engulfed them. Before them was a massive structure, covered in rust from centuries of neglect. The roof had several holes in it, and the large entrance was missing its doors, having either been torn off or merely fell off. It took Optimus a second, but he soon realized what this place was. "The Hall of Records." Optimus murmured. He remembered coming here many times during his time as head of the Science Division, to speak with his old caretaker and Archivist, Alpha Trion. Sometimes to catch up with the ancient mech, inform him of discoveries the Science Division made, or ask questions related to their peoples' past. Along with the Simfur Temple, where the Allspark was held, it was one of the two places where Alpha Trion could be found.

His musings were cut short when Showdown pushed him forward. Optimus's escort walked inside, allowing the Prime to gaze upon the Hall's interiors. Once, it was full of Cybertronians seeking knowledge, clerks keeping the archives in shape. Now, it was empty, devoid of life, just like the rest of the planet. It served as another reminder of the tragedy that the war had brought to their home.

The group eventually stopped halfway into the building. Switchblade got to one knee. "My mistress, we have brought Optimus." He said to an individual floating in the center of the building, the same spot where Alpha Trion use to sit.

The person was a femme. She was rather small, around the same height as Elita and her sisters. Her body glowed an eerie, silver, metallic glow. On her head was 'hair' which gave off the impression of living beings, as they moved about in a slow, hypnotic fashion. She wore what appeared to be a dress, that split off into several tendrils at the bottom. Her face was humanoid, and she had blue optics, just like Optimus. But her optics held dark secrets and lies, not all comforting. When she looked at Optimus, she gave a small smile that was similar to one that view others as tools.

"Welcome, Optimus Prime." She said in a silky voice, that would've sent shivers up the Prime's spin if he was organic. "My name is Quintessa, the Prime of Life. And your Creator."

And, done! Please leave a review of what you think. Especially the new Autobots shown so far. Below is a list of the sparklings, separated between male and female, as well as their colors.

Sparkling List

Males:

Gasket: Cobalt and Yellow

Riptide: Teal and Navy

Axewide: Maroon and Gunmetal

Strongback: Cerulean

Ramjump: Turquoise

X-Grid: Glaucous and Magenta

Big Wire: Orange

Skylock: Purple and Green

Dusthorn: Beige

Matchstick: Carmine

Equator: Green and Khaki

Sidelock: Yellow and Red

Females:

Firefly: Vermillion

Aurora: Wisteria and Olive

Paddles: Grey and Yellow

Daystar: Ebony

Ironbolt: Ultramarine

High Cloud: Cyan

Flipside: Amber

Nightflare: Black and Lime

Terraquake: Tan