I have another chapter for y'all! It was soo good to connect with you guys again and without further ado-Enjoy!

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Icy's last breath

Nope, that is not fine, OFF WITH HER HEAD! Haha, glad you liked it.

Guest

Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh it finally out I have been waiting a loooong time but is finnaly out (doing happy dance) opps sorry I am just really happy please let the next update come out soon I can tell this story is going to be good if not better than the last one :)

Sorry it took so long :p I'm going to try and keep this at a constant, especially right now, it's my baby. Thank you, i hope this surpasses the first one. i think that should be the goal of any sequel and so on is to constantly make it better.

NovaShifter15

Oh good, i hope i don't kill it. the twins, oh the twins *grins evily*

Coolabigirl

You good? Don't forget to breath-always a good thing.
You died and came back? What!?
Thanks, i thought she deserved something, even if it was brief.
I was wondering but that's fine, sparklings will come...patience young padawan :)


It must have been several hours later when Aliena opened her optics again, she shifted a bit to uncramp her wings when a foreign weight held her back. Optics fully onlined now she looked down to see a large wing resting over her legs while the even intakes of Predaking brushed her servo. She couldn't help the smile that graced her before she frowned again, seeing the holes and tears in his wings.

Carefully as she could, she slid her legs out from under his wings and moved to inspect the damage more. Because of his shifting she was able to see that his left side was just as bad as his right. Activating her holoform, she fixed the Energon lines as best she could before nodding and standing up, intending to leave—at least for the moment.

A low growl caused her to turn around. Predaking was awake and staring at her intently, his optics relaying just how much pain he was in.

She frowned and kneeled next to him, placing a servo on his shoulder before her optics glowed a bit—supplying him with more Energon. "I'll, be back later. I promise. But Optimus is getting really worried and, since you don't want me to com anyone for help, I need to bring some medical supplies here…alright?"

She had no idea where her steadiness of voice came from, or her confidence, she just hoped that it would remain. Because she was borderline terrified right now.

Predaking looked at her for a moment more before he released a deep intake, mimicking a sigh, and his body laxed some.

Aliena left and found an exit down the hallway. She flew quickly back to Iacon and transformed at its edge, taking in the scenery. It was a darkened mirror image of what she'd seen on her first trip there. She smiled fondly at the memory, she hadn't thought anything good of it at the time, she hurt like no tomorrow and the only thought that kept her from thinking she was dead was just how much pain there was. As she entered the city she could almost see herself 'running' from probably the kindest bot.

She laughed and shook her helm and walked a bit faster until she saw the Nemesis. Home, for the moment. As soon as she broke the building line there was a shout and an engine, turning, it was Optimus.

When he transformed his expression was a cross between worried and disapproval. "Aliena, why did you not com? I was worried something happened."

She offered a weak smile, "Uh, couldn't."

"Please don't do that to me again…not with Shockwave and Starscream unaccounted for." Optimus embraced her and she returned it whole-heartedly.

"I'll try, but no promises. So, what needs to be done?"

He turned, "We have a few shelters rebuilt but, much more still needs to be done."

She nodded, "I'll see if they need any help with the high work."

He smiled, "I will be transporting materials if you need me."

Aliena laughed and walked away to help rebuild. She was a bit more suited to help with the rooves as she could hover via foot thrusters and was currently guiding a crane like devise. It had only been half a solar cycle but three more ships had already arrived. She landed next to Bee and said in surprise, "It's only been a week, maybe two? So many people are already returning."

Bee grinned, "I know, isn't it great? We'll have more help and restore Cybertron sooner, bots can start getting back to normal life and-" He stopped suddenly when he saw Alien's glazed looked, "Je-Aliena?"

She turned to him suddenly, looking apologetic, "I'm sorry Bee, I didn't mean to tune you out…I just feel out of place."

He placed a servo on her shoulder, "A lot of us are going to have a lot of things to get used to." He grinned, "Hey, you know, once there's some more bots, you and Optimus can get started on a new counsel. I'm sure there's going to need to be some things that are different from the old one, especially now that the caste system is gone."

She sighed, almost angrily, "That's just it Bee, I know nothing about Cybertron—or at least nothing that matters when it comes to leading and being a Prime. Uhh, I don't think I have to worry about the first one though…if the majority of bots have the same opinion as the first group of returnees."

Bee frowned and stepped in front of her, "Alright, who are you and where is Jemina?"

Aliena looked down, "I don't know, back on Earth I guess."

Bee's frown deepened, "Just because you become a Prime doesn't mean you're supposed to lose who you are, Primus made you a Prime for, Primus knows how many reasons. I've seen you take the lead and do it well."

She scoffed with a slight laugh, "I was a nervous wreck the entire time and, you saw them, I don't even want to try and lead a people who I don't know anything about. What I did, I did to save Optimus and give them a leader because I can't do it. Maybe Ultra Magnus could for a bit but," she laughed, "even if the Decepticons are gone, what's going to stop something like the old counsel cropping up again?"

Bee beamed and pointed, "See! This is why he did it! They might not see it but I do. Aliena, who would think of that just after we defeated Unicron? I sure as heck didn't. As much I hate to admit it, I was ready to let Optimus sacrifice himself for the Allspark."

"You would have to." She said simply.

He shrugged, "Yeah, but I didn't try to do anything about it. But you did and now we have two Primes! Maybe you're not the political leader we'll need. And maybe, you're going to need a lot of help. But all Primes are made for a reason, we'll find yours."

She smiled, "Thanks Bee."

"No problem."

Aliena looked at the Nemesis which was lying not far off. "I think I'm going to grab some Energon and call it a day. See ya tomorrow Bee."

He waved her goodbye and turned to finish up for the day.

She hurried to the Nemesis and grabbed a cube, depositing it in her subspace, before making her way to the med bay. She looked inside then peaked over her shoulder. Seeing no one, she hurried to grab a few basic first aid supplies that she knew she'd know how to use.

Once the supplies were tucked safely under her arms she left, pausing as she passed her berthroom. She intaked deeply before turning and entering the room, minutes later she was in the air again, making an arch towards Darkmount.

She landed on the small runway she had found near the room with Predaking and made her way inside. She was immediately struck with how quiet it was and her spark jumped. She ran into the room and skidded to a stop in front of Predaking, servo resting on his chest armor and felt a faint pulse. She sighed, her initial fear leaving her immediately.

When Aliena looked up again Predaking was looking straight at her. She smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, I thought, well I thought you offlined while I was out."

Setting down the supplies she brought, the first thing she grabbed was the Energon cube. While she could do with a refuel, she wouldn't be for the worse without it. She looked at Predaking for a moment before frowning, how to get him to drink it without spilling most of it…

She began looking around for something that could make the process easier but whirled around at the sound of metal gears whirring and clanking. Predaking, in his bipedal form now, laid of the floor and she gasped, half in surprise and half in pain, "Are you ok? I didn't think you could do that yet…not with your injuries being so bad."

He slowly pushed himself to a wall, Aliena was tempted to help but she had a strong feeling that he'd demand to do it on his own, before he answered—again surprising her as she didn't expect an answer. "My self-repair systems healed enough for me to do so."

His voice was somehow even deeper than Optimus', borderline growl—she hadn't remembered that from the very brief times they'd spoken. She shook herself out of her surprise and nodded, handing him the cube which he took gratefully, before grabbing the medical supplies and starting on some of his other wounds.

She was currently working on his right arm when he asked, "So why didn't you tell the others about me?"

She froze, not meeting his optics, before she continued working, "You made it pretty clear you didn't want outside help…why?"

He frowned, "They view me as a beast, and rightly so, but nothing more."

Aliena nodded her head in a 'yeah, so?' fashion before asking, "You guys helped to save Cybertron, I think that merits something."

He frowned, "I also do not wish to be around them for any reason."

She sighed, "Then why let me come back and help you?"

He blinked, "I'm, not sure. You already knew I suppose."

"Hardly a good reason." She finished with the major tear on his forearm armor and moved to a deep gash on his side. "If you don't mind, what happened? I didn't think you guys were this hurt after battling Unicron's undead."

Predaking growled deeply and she stiffened slightly. "Starscream. We found him here and meant to take our just revenge."

She looked at him with wide optics, "He-he did this? I didn't think he had that much power."

Predaking scoffed, "He has no power, he merely stumbled upon this room's self-defenses…I have never seen such weapons, not even on the Nemesis."

Aliena blinked and looked around, "I wonder what was here that was worth all that protection?"

"Energon probably."

She frowned and looked around the room, burn marks, holes and tears littering all corners of the room. "I don't think so, the shots would have ignited the cubes."

"I do not care…all I care about is that they killed my only and last kin."

She nodded in an understanding fashion but stayed silent.


Optimus tiredly walked into his berthroom, eager to recharge. He entered the room, but it felt strangely empty. Looking around, he realized what it was—Aliena was not there. His brow creased in worry, Aliena had been acting different when she returned. He hadn't thought much of it at the time, not with how the returning Autobots had greeted her, but now he was staring to worry.

A soft glow on the table grabbed his attention, a data pad. It shouldn't be getting like that unless there's a message…Hurriedly, he grabbed the data pad turned it on. Filling the screen was a simple message, "I've gone out for a flight, don't know when I'll be back. ~Jemina"

Optimus set the data down and laid back on the berth, whatever Aliena was going through—she needed to figure it out for herself.


Hours seemed to pass as she patched him up, most of what she could do was only mesh work but she hoped it was enough. She stood to leave, Predaking having fallen into recharge again. As she neared the exit soft 'tink, tink, tink' on metal grabbed her attention. Aliena looked up and saw that it was raining and she frowned, she briefly remembered that the rain on Cybertron was acid. Some of it blew in and a few drops landed on her and she hissed, "Defiantly not going out anytime soon."

Making her way back inside to where Predaking rested she leaned back on a wall, falling into recharge before her optics closed.

Predaking was the first to online. He saw Aliena leaning against the wall a bit further down and wondered why she was still here. He groaned and sat up more, making an attempt to stand, but didn't quite yet have the strength. He fell back to the floor with a resounding crash, onlining Aliena immediately.

"Predaking?"

He groaned again but said firmly, "I am fine. Just attempted to stand prematurely."

She smiled sympathetically and nodded.

"Why are you still here?"

Aliena nodded outside, "Acid rain, I'm not goin' anywhere until it's done."

Predaking nodded.

Aliena looked at the two offlined Predacons and asked, "Predaking? Once you're healed, do you want me to bring Optimus here, to give them a proper burial?"

Predaking blinked but shook his head, "I will burry my brothers once I can fly again, which shouldn't be much longer."

Aliena grinned, "Just don't push it too hard, don't want to have to repair you again."

The room was still and just as quiet, Aliena looked around—thinking. It seemed like the weapons had been set up to fire at everything and at every angle within the room. It just, didn't make sense. Why fill a room full of defenses and have them destroy the entire room?

She shook her helm, maybe it was a testing center, that was about all she could think of.

*O*O*O*O*O*O*O*

Two days passed in a similar fashion. During daylight hours Aliena would help rebuild then check on Predaking, she was usually back at the Nemesis before Optimus came back though.

Optimus entered the room and saw Aliena on the berth, already in a deep recharge. She seemed to be tired out more recently, but that could easily be attributed to the rebuilding and her learning whatever she could about Cybertron—which was slow going due to time.

He sighed tiredly and laid down next to her, following Aliena into recharge.

*O*O*O*O*O*O*O*

Aliena held a support beam in place while Bulkhead welded it to the spot. He turned to her, "Hey, are you sure you don't want to greet the returnee's?"

She shrugged, "I'm fine, it's not like I know them."

"Oh yeah, I forget sometimes."

She laughed, "Glad one of us can, if you want to Bulk, you can go. This house can wait a minute."

Bulkhead was about to answer when his expression changed suddenly, "No, Jazz?!"

"Hey there Bulkhead, what's up?"

Bulkhead ran over and hugged the mech, picking him up in the process. "Nothing much until you came along! How long has it been?"

Jazz laughed, "Too long. And who is this?"

Aliena looked at him incredulously, "Seriously? He's not here for an hour and he's—Gah!"

Bulkhead laughed, "Hey, at least he can notice a pretty bot."

Aliena was seriously considering bending light around her when Jazz laughed again, "Ah come on Bulk, hey, I have an idea." He turned to Aliena, "Bee asked if I wanted to go on patrol with him, ya wanna join?"

Aliena was about to flat out tell him she was perfectly fine not, when Bulkhead leaned over, "Uh, it's that or greeting more bot, I think Optimus is coming this way."

She glanced over her shoulder and sure enough he was walking their way. "Scrap."

Jazz grinned, "I'll meet you at the Nemesis."

She nodded and started to walk away when Optimus called for her, "Aliena, wait-"

She turned and said quickly, pointing at the Nemesis with both servos, "Aha, I have patrol, like now…"

Optimus sighed but nodded, watching her transform and leave quickly. He turned to Bulkhead, "I'm I missing something?"

He shook his head, "I think the new bots just make her nervous."

Optimus looked at her sadly, "But she must start getting used to them and she can only by being around them."

Bulkhead stood next to him and shrugged, "Give her a little time, I think she's still trying to get over the shock of being made a Prime. I mean, at least when she was made into a techno-organic she had some warning—she didn't have any for this."

"I understand, I just don't know what to do."

Aliena landed next to Bee and Jazz. Bee smiled at her, "We're going to check out the Kaon sector today, Starscream might be hiding there somewhere."

She nodded and pushed down the butterflies forming, Predaking is there.

They combed the sector pretty thoroughly, Jazz and Bee checking everything out at street level while Aliena checked from the air, everything so far was clear. If she had been in her bot form, she would have been shaking her head, Bee and Jazz were just too funny. They had picked up like they had never parted.

Jazz suddenly asked, "So Prime, what's your story?"

It took Aliena a minute to realize that he was talking to her. "Oh, uh. Nothing impressive, ran into Optimus and his group on Earth and well, yeah."

Jazz laughed, "Come on, even Optimus had a more interesting story than that."

"Good for him."

Bee sighed and laughed, "Actually, she's leaving out a lot. She's saved Optimus' keaster several times, not to mention she knows how to get out of Ratchet's care."

There was a sound of surprise from Jazz, "Alright Aliena, teach me your ways. How do you do it?"

"Talk him to death."

"Nah, there's gotta be more than that."

"Sure, but Ratchet would kill me if I told you."

"I won't tell him."

Aliena laughed, "Alright, this is how you get out of Ratchet's care, ready?"

"Yes."

"Go to Knockout first."

"Wha-? No! That's not it!"

Bee laughed so hard he fought to stay straight on the road. "I have yet to see you pull that one."

"I don't know, might soon."

"I'll pay to see that."

"Oh haha. I'd like to see you go to Knockout."

"Now hang on!" Bee cried, "No need for drastic measures…I'll call Raf."

"Who's Raf?" Jazz asked.

Aliena could almost see Bee's smile, "One of the humans we met on Earth, and one of my best friends."

Aliena sighed, "It's been almost three week now…"

"I'm sure he's doing fine, Jayce is a strong kid. Besides, he gets along with Ratchet better than you do."

Aliena would have smiled if she could, "He has a soft spot for him and Raf I think."

She could almost see Bee's grin, "Yeah, I don't think I've ever seen him crack so fast as he does with Jayce."

"Looks like we found the old mech's soft spot." Jazz laughed, "Sparklings."

Bee transformed suddenly, "The Decepticon capitol, we should check it out."

Aliena landed next to them, frown prominent but neither mech saw it. They entered cautiously and she was thinking of every way possible to keep them from finding Predaking—leading them on a few 'detours' but they still needed to check those areas so it was fine.

They reached a fork and Aliena recognized it as one of the paths she had taken when she found Predaking. "I'll go left. You and Jazz can go right."

Bee nodded, a bit stiffly, and left with Jazz.

Aliena wandered into the hallway and waited a minute before quietly running the rest of the way. She sighed when she entered the destroyed corridor. As she entered the room a low whistle from behind her stopped Aliena dead in her tracks.

"What in Primus' name happened here?" Jazz asked in astonishment.


So...? I hope that wasn't too bad of a cliff hanger. Well, considering where I've left you guys before this should be nothing ;)
But I've finally figured it out, who i am when i write cliffhangers. I laugh like the Joker and grin like Loki at you guys. Its bad, i know, but i can't help it. Leave your thoughts! I love seeing what you guys are thinking ;)