"Great." That was the last word I said before the Blue Angel Cybertronian Jet and cat open fired. The car first changed into its stealth mode, then also open fired. I expected the bullets to strike us, but instead, the shots hit the drones on the edge of the rind, causing a distraction.

In the millisecond it took to destroy a drone, the two of us on the ground lunged at the closest drones, going for our weapons. Ironhide was able to get at least one of his guns back. I wasn't sure, because I think I trusted him enough to turn my back to him, while destroying the drones nearest me with my bare hands and a small dagger on my wrist. Most of the drones were stupid, rushing at an unarmed femmebot. Several drones dropped dead before they even got close to me, due to Ion shots from Ironhide's cannons. I laughed as the dropped dead, even as the two freefalling alt modes shifted into their protoforms.

One of the protoforms took his duel swords out and started to slice the drones. Seeing this, reminded me that I had to find my own weapons. As I looked, killed, and looked some more, I was swept away from Ironhide, leaving my back unprotected. I realized this as soon as something struck my back, this time being slightly more painful. I turned and ducked, just in time to escape behind smashed by a studded chain, which had already struck my back. I noticed also that I couldn't see Ironhide, or the two protoforms. I had been surrounded by big Gladiators. Not Drones. From Kaon.

The gladiators had succeeded in backing me into a corner, far away from Ironhide. I had been injured, gashes across my chest from the biggest gladiator, who had a spiked short sword. My back was against the wall, my right arm hanging, the joint almost severed, Energon dripping from both places, even making its way down the wall behind me. It dripped off of my injured arm, creating a puddle.

The gladiators were grinning, knowing as I did, that my time had come. The lead gladiator raised his sword to deliver the death blow. I closed my optics, ready to die. I heard the wing whistle over the edge of a blade, then the clang of another sword intercepting the studded blade. I was barely able to open an optic to find someone I didn't expect to find there, as he had been on the other side of the drones.

One gladiator fell face first, due to a long range Ion shot. I was able to catch a glimpse of my guard before he was surrounded once again. Ironhide had the help of the other protoform, so I wasn't worried about him.

"A little help here?!" My savior asked, struggling against the last two gladiators. I couldn't stand on my own, so I just raised my arm, aimed, and fired directly into one of their heads. I saw the slightly smaller one fall before the protoform moved back into the way. I barely heard the crunch as the last gladiator fell.

I did notice when the protoform picked me up, despite all of his wounds. Out of nowhere, a small head pushed up against my hand. It gave me enough strength to open my optics a little more, and fight to live. That's when I noticed that Ironhide had both of our weapons, plus my sword. When the protoform set me down, Ironhide held me up as the femmebot walked up, followed by her pet. Something seemed familiar about my rescuer, but I couldn't say what. They started to leave, but Ironhide stopped them.

"Why don't you guys come back with us? We need more fighters like you guys." They froze, and looked at each other. The femmebot nodded at the other, then looked back at us. "Alright, we will come. But first, I'm Serena, my Cybercat is Diego, and this is De-" "Drift. The names Drift." He cut her off.

I glanced at Ironhide, even as he looked at me. "I'm Kyrix and this is my friend and guard Ironhide." He nodded, as if agreeing with me. "Now let's get back, before more Cons show up." He looked back at me asking a silent question: Can you make it back? I hesitated a second, then nodded. In the back of my mind, I knew I was going to have to stop about halfway back.

We all reverted back to our alt modes; Ironhide's being a black heavy duty miner truck. Serena's being a Blue Angel Cybertronian Jet. Drift's was a silver and red Cybertronian Sports car. My own Alternate mode being a cross between a black heavy duty miner's truck and a silverfish sports car. I was the only Autobot who had a combined alternate mode. Not like I felt special. It was almost a curse. People staring at you wherever I went, it was just annoying.

As soon as all of us where transformed, we activated our invisibility cloaks and drove out of the arena. Normally, I tended to stay right beside Ironhide's passenger side door. That's where I started at, but after a few clicks, I started to fall behind. About halfway back to Iacon, we stopped in an old abandoned building. That's when I opened a private transmission to Ironhide. 'Get these guys back to base. I ca-'

He cut me off before I could finish. 'What about you? Where do you think you're going?!'

I growled. 'If you would have let me finish, I would have told you.' I answered irritated. 'I can't make it back to base. I've lost too much Energon.' As I told him this, I felt the Energon drip from underneath me. 'Get them back to base and come back for me, or send someone to get me. I'll hide here until someone I know comes.'

I knew I had pissed him off by how long it took him to respond. 'Fine. Jazz, Prowl, and Wheeljack are on their way to get you.' He drove out, Serena and Drift following close behind. I watched invisible thru the window. I could tell I was going to get chewed out later by him by how he paused before taking off. He was also upset, but I knew he would never admit it.

Deep down inside, Ironhide had a bad feeling about leaving the one person he truely cared about more than as a friend. He couldnt shake the feeling of worry , or keep his mind off of Kyrix. Thats how he didnt notice when Prowl, Jazz, and Wheeljack passed him and the outsiders, headed back the way they had come.

Infact, Ironhide almost missed the turn for the underground entrance. As they headed underground, more activity was seen. Autobots walked from room to room, carrying various objects back and forth. Nobody glanced at the group, so they went undesturbed. When they finally pulled into a debreifing room, Ironhide sent a private transmission to Optimus: Needed in debreifing room ASAP.

Optimus igknowledged him, Ironhide transformed, and walked over to the window. "He will be here in a few." Thats all he said before he turned his back to them, looking out the window to where Kaon was located. When the door opened, he turned and nodded at the taller autobot leader: Optimus Prime.

As Ironhide explained to Optimus what happened, and why he had the three Bots leave the base, the outsiders looked upon the boss. When Optimus dismissed him, Prime turned to them and started his usual speech "My name is Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots..." Ironhide took his chance and left, so he didnt have to listen to the speech again, for the umteenth time.