(A/N :) Thank you to those who pointed out that Jazz was not on the list. Believe me when I say that he was meant to be there.
So here is the next chapter, starting on part one of the story. Hope you like it.
Enjoy~
To Be A Faction Again
Chapter: 1
Those Left Behind
"I will come back for you, I would never abandon you here"
"You promise?"
"I promise. Not even Unicron can stop me"
That was three years ago.
When the evacuation of Cybertron had first been called, the Autobot second in command had spread himself drastically thin. Running back and forth, constantly calling orders, who could blame the poor mech for overlooking a few things?
Alibi, they were rather large things, but the poor Praxian had just about worked himself into stasis, so exhausted he looked ready to collapse.
You can't hold a grudge against him for forgetting one promise, right?
Right?
Oh, who was he trying to fool, Ironhide was angry. More than angry, he was furious!
Three years ago Prowl had been the one in charge of getting the last of the Autobots troops off planet.
Ironhide and his team were the last remaining group of Autobots on Cybertron, and after a long time of fighting they were ready to get away.
The team migrated across the rusting, broken landscapes of once great cities, finding shelter wherever they could, tired blue optics all looking up at the dead grey sky.
Despite being the last Autobots, they were in no way the only ones there.
Decepticon scouts and scavengers prowled the cities, constantly hunting. The old weapons specialist forced himself to be constantly on edge, never allowing himself to let his guard down.
It's one of the reasons his team had lasted so long, and made it so far.
Under Ironhides leadership, they ran, scavenged, and looted, constantly on the tips of their peds, optics pealed for any Decepticons.
Finally, at long last, they reached what it was they had been marching to find.
Ironhides group of nine bots stood upon the wreckage of an old transport station, waiting for their promised ride off Cybertron.
Hours they sat there, days even, but the telltale white and black armor never came up over the broken horizon, nor was the sound of shuttle thrusters ever heard.
Prowl never came.
At last, Ironhides optics darkened as he critically swept his gaze over the surrounding buildings, finding nothing, before turning to face his exhausted crew.
"I'm so sorry," He started, his voice low and optics downcast, "but I think it is time to face the facts. Prowl is not coming"
One of the mini-bots, Roller, vented in sharply, his silver arms wrapping around himself in a hug.
"N-No, no Prowl's coming!" He stuttered, "He wouldn't leave us here! He promised! We can't be left here, please we can't-!" the small bot was beginning to shake violently, frame rattling as his optics began to fill with coolant.
A black mech hopped up from where he has previously been sitting, rushing to the mini-bot and crouching down, pulling him into an embrace.
"Primus, sweet spark, it will be alright," Trailbreaker rumbled soothingly, "Deep breaths youngling, deep breaths…"
The warrior continued to whisper to the small mech, rubbing gentle circles on his back as the rest of the team began to speak.
Sunstreaker was the first to launch himself to his peds, face plates turning blue in anger as energon rushed to his cheeks.
"How dare he!?" he yelled, "He swore to us the he would get us off of this dead zone! How could he just leave us to rust!?"
"When I get my hands on Prowler, I'm going to give him a great, big, canon right up his aft pipe!" Sideswipe hissed furiously.
"Please try to stay calm! There is no way Prowl would do something like this of his own will!" yelled a white and blue mech, whom had also stood up.
"Mirage is right," said Hound, although his optics still flashed in anger "something must have happened to cause this!"
"Perhaps we can still escape? If we keep searching we are bound to find another ship, right?" said the only femme present, a small red and grey mini-bot named Rewire.
"Don't you get it!?" hissed Sunstreaker, "There are no ships left! None, zero, nothing! Or has that not sunk into your small processor yet!?"
Rewire flinched back, causing the blue mech sitting beside her to growl threateningly.
"Watch it, Sunstreaker! I understand you are angry, we all are, but that is no excuse to take it out on the rest of us!" Said Jolt.
"You watch it you-!"
"Shut up, all of you!" roared Ironhide, effectively silencing all chatter.
"I understand your anger, believe me I'm furious, but now of all times is not the time to allow our emotions to cloud our judgement"
Sunstreaker growled, turning his back to the group and falling into a mental conversation with his twin.
Trailbreaker gently stood up, Rollers small frame wrapped around him, and held the mini-bot close to him.
"What are we going to do now, 'Hide?" he asked quietly.
Ironhide took a deep intake before he answered, "What we've always done. Keep fighting and move forward. Our future may seem-" He cleared his throat loudly, "-Rather dark, but we stick to our code. If we can't locate a ship, then we'll gather materials and fragging make one. We are not just going to lie down, and allow the Decepticons to take us"
He looked around at the other Autobots, his optics bright.
Sunstreaker turned back around, slowly facing Ironhide with a determined look on his face.
Mirage and Hound stood up straighter, the green mech taking a deep breath in as he steeled himself for what was to come.
Rewire began to bounce slightly on her feet.
"When do we start boss bot?" she asked with an impish grin on her face.
The old officer looked her dead in the optics, his face darkening as a sly grin spread across his face in dark determination.
"Right now"
They may be stranded with little hope of ever surviving out here, but Primus be damned if they didn't go down without a fight.
Twisted smirks spread across the twins faces.
"Now that's what I'm talking about" Purred Sideswipe.
"Heh, why not has some fun with it?" Sunny chuckled darkly.
Roller peaked out from where he had tucked his head in Trailbreakers neck to look around at the surrounding soldiers.
"Are we gonna kick Decepticon aft?" he asked innocently.
"Yes we are!" Hound sang proudly.
Mirage looked around silently, "Who taught the youngling that language?"
"That's it, get excited" Ironhide grinned, "The Cons won't know what hit them"
"Woohoo! Let's kick some Cons all the way to the fragging Pit!"
"Seriously, is no one else concerned about who taught him that language?"
(A/N :) Allow me to assure you one more time that Jazz is a huge part of this story, and he will be a part of it.
And so that you guys don't get bored, I'm gonna share a little bit of my plan with you.
So there are three stories happening at once. This is obviously the first one I am going to give you, otherwise the other two won't make sense. Unlike other stories, I am only going to do one part at a time, instead of doing them all at once, taking turns having chapters.
Each part of the story has a subplot, which will tie into important parts of the story later on.
All the parts will eventually end up on earth, where everything is gonna go down.
And in case of any confusion, Rewire is not an actual bot, she is an OC. She is the only Cybertronian OC that is going to be in the story, and she is in no way the main focus. And I promise she's no Marry Sue.
Once again, thank you for reading, and I hope you stay tuned.
Please give some constructive criticism, it really helps me improve my writing skills!