A/N: This is probably going to be the extent of the "story" aspect of this warning. It's primarily here to keep the censors from booting it off. Again, if anyone wants to add their own letter to space, let me know. It just has to be no worse than a "T" rating, K+ would be better. Thanks, Tracy.

Chapter Two:

The soldier read through yet another long and boring internet post at her terminal. Quickly dismissing it as just another clueless fan, she opens the next one on the screen. Scanning it quickly, she wipes her eyes in disbelief then reads it again, much more carefully.

"LT!" she yells as she stands up. She actually found one! Someone who could be a potential threat.

"What is it sergeant?" the first lieutenant asks as he rushes over to the terminal.

"Someone just posted a warning to any would be alien visitors sir."

The officer read the letter posted quickly. It didn't directly say anything about current visitors, but this person's post may very well give any would be latecomers the idea to look for their friends before they land.

"Follow it to see if they add anything else that would indicate they know anything. Find out whatever you can about this author. For now, we'll just monitor. Arrange for a shadow.

"Nice work sergeant," he complimented his troop as he straightened up. "Send me the capture so we can start the process."

"Yes sir," the soldier agreed distractedly as she set about following his orders.

Soundwave didn't show any emotion to indicate his surprise at the current internet addition. Although it wasn't directly addressed to him, it was well worth noting it was a warning. Downloading the content, he approached his prime.

"Optimus, I believe you should be aware of this," he said as he plugged into a monitor and displayed the image. A translation of the content flashed beside the strange alien language.

"Hmm, yes, it appears to be a legitimate warning from an unknown source. What do you have on the author?"

Another set of files appeared with the translations.

"Is there any proof to substantiate her claims?" the prime asked his communications officer.

"Affirmative."

"Is this from the same planet the scouts went to?"

"Affirmative. They are also over three local planet rotations late on their check in."

"Very well, produce a report and send it to the exploratory committee. The question is whether we leave the scouts behind and abandon this planet, try to send a rescue unit or take the female's advice," he said as he accessed the data to familiarize himself with the planet. "We will meet in four pulses," he dismissed.

Soundwave compiled the report and sent it to the five being committee. Alerting his first direct underling, he fell into step beside his prime as they walked to the committee chamber.