A/N: Ah... I love my stories... Anyhoo...

Swirlspot: Well, Predaking doesn't really know how to be 'nice', and he's not used to talking with a fellow Predaconian. He's been alone since he was made, so, yeah...

Plus I wanted that last fight in so the Autobots can kinda get a idea on Darkflame...

~*O*~

I stared at Predaking through narrowed optics, tail slowly swishing back and forth. He growled, setting his peds more firmly against the Nemesis's deck.

"Go!"

My tail spikes shot open, and we leaped at each other, Predaking fluidly ducking under my swinging tail and slashing at my open flank.

I leaped back at the last second, chomping his tail. He howled, turning and smacking his helm against my side,knocking me off balance.

Rolling, I leaped to my peds, blasting my blue flames at his suprised faceplates.

He leaped to the side, stumbling clumsily. I was on him in a second, forcing his helm down against the deck.

He roared, flapping his wings and shoving against my full weight that sat on the back of his helm.

I slashed my front ped down at his optics, scratching over them gently. "Blinded." I informed him, stepping off him.

He snarled. "You'll have to show me that trick soon."

"Of course."

We began again, this time with me using my razor-sharp wing edges to slash and cut. We intentionally held back our blows to avoid shedding Energon, but other than that we sparred full-out.

A few joors later, and we lay resting at the edge of the deck, the aforementioned deck littered with scratches and a few stray drops of Energon.

"That was..."

"Fun?"

"Not exactly my word I would have used, but I guess you could say that." I sighed. "I wish to be back home, with my family..."

"How much do you remember of them?" Predaking asked, curiousity in his yellow optics.

"Not much. I had a brother, and a sister. And my parents of course... But I don't remember as much of them as I do of my siblings. " I rested my helm on my front peds, gazing down at the lush green countryside we were currently passing over.

"Any other special ones?..."

I looked with suprise at Predaking. "Special ones?"

"Yes. Sparkmates, and such. I've heard of the Decepticons conversing of the subject a few times."

"Oh." I looked away. Predaking didn't know he was my soon-mate, or, at least the very twin of him. "I-I did.. But he went off with his squadron to patrol some planet in a far corner of the galaxy, and I never saw him again. But I went looking for him, and that's how I ended up here. But... There is this thing... something I know is dreadfully important, but I can't remember it.."

My optics flashed with static for a moment as I tried to remember, but I drew a blank. "Prehaps it will come to me later."

I stared at Predaking's worried optics, before he quickly looked away.

"Fireflare..." I growled softly, and he looked at me with restricted curiousity. "Is that his name?"

"Are you in there?" I searched his optics, but he merely growled, turning away. "You, femme, are rather confusing. I am going to recharge."

I nodded, staring back out over the clouds. A tear slipped down my faceplates, splashing against the deck.

My Fireflare... my umbar... please come back!

~*O*~

Autobot... I snarled, attracting Knock-Out's attention away from his problems of keeping his paint job free of tiny scratches made by the organic trees. "What, beast? I'm busy here!"

I nodded at the faint paint mark on the tree. "Ah! They DID come this way! And they ARE having problems with the trees as well!" I moved on, keeping my peds away from the crackly underbush.

The scent... there is more than one... two, maybe three. Nightsteel! The femme is with them! I looked back at Knock-Out, who was following my broad path. My larger frame had mostly clear the organic plants away, and he was following behind me exactly, cleverly avoiding the scratchy limbs.

"Move! I can't see past your giant-aft beast aft!"

I snarled, taking a large stride deep into the forest, leaving Knock-Out abandoned in the small clearing I had left.

"You dumb thing! Get back here! Now I'll have to..."

His grumbling faded as I moved out of range, pursueing the sharp Autobot scent. It grew stronger, and I picked up speed, slowing when I spotted the light of a clearing up ahead.

Soft murmurs alerted me to Autobots, and I stopped completely, flattening myself to the forest floor. My frame muffled the many crunchs as I lay down, then slowly began to move forward.

I peered out from a large fallen tree, my denta showing as I spotted the Autobots. They were setting some sort of small metal canisters in a circle around the clearing. Once set down, the canisters glowed blue, letting out tiny, high-pitched whines that pierced my audios, if only for a second, then died down.

Once the circle was complete, they retreated into a cave, pulling a vine-covered screen over the entrance to hide themselves from sight.

Confused, I slipped away to get Knock-Out. He was heading towards me, small scratches covering his chassis and peds. "There you are!" I silenced him with a tail to the face, motioning for him to follow.

He did, holding his complaints back.

I showed him the clearing, waiting until he had noticed the canisters before revealing myself. I kept outside the circle of canisters, however, not totally sure what they did.

"Stay away from there you dumb animal! Who knows what they do?" Knock-Out said, smacking my flank. "Let me take a look at them."

I stared at the Autobot's cave, growling loudly to alert Knock-Out to there presence. "Let's get reinforcements!" Knock-Out whispered quietly, pretending to not notice me growling.

I stopped, smacking my tail against the ground to show I agreed.

While Knock-Out commed the Nemesis, I cuirously stuck my ped into the circle. Nothing happened.

I stuck my tail. Nothing.

I placed both front peds inside. Still nothing.

Sitting up straight, I hissed at the irritating canisters. Knock-Out shushed me.

I placed one ped inside, making sure Knock-Out saw me. I placed another, enjoying the panicked expression on his face. "Stop! What're you doing?"

Withdrawing my limbs, I marched over to the cave as close as I could get. Its entrance was inside the canisters' circle, so I remained on the outside, and looked in. I could see the faint glow of the blue optics, and could easily smell their sharp smell.

I snarled, showing all my denta and hissing, clicking my mandibles together. I clambered on top of the rocky hill behind the cave, sending rocks tumbling to the ground. I continued knocking rocks and boulders loose, covering up the entrance effectively.

I placed my audio against the ground and was rewarded with the whoosh of a space bridge.

Knock-Out was standing impatiently outside the circle, waiting for me, when the rocks suddenly trembled and fell away, revealing Nightsteel.

~*O*~

A/N: Cookies...

.

.

...

...

Surpise! Lol.

Anyhoo, hope y'all enjoyed!

(Hi there Drea! :D :D :D)

Till next time!