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Listening to: Breaking the Habit, Linkin Park

Eventually, Sunstreaker fell asleep as well, knowing that he'd need his energy later on. Besides, he didn't want to listen to Sam and Mikaela's bickering all night. He was plagued by the same nightmares as his twin, but he slept on through them, almost unconsciously determined to regain some energy. The hours rushed by, until all too soon the twins were rudely awakened a few hours after dawn and ushered onto a helicopter. On the helicopter was what appeared to be another set of people who had no clue as to what was going on- a tanned, blonde Australian girl who introduced herself as Maggie, and a fat (because they were both tired, the twins decided not to use euphemisms) black American, who said his name was Glenn.

"So…" Sam started awkwardly, trying to break the tension.

"What did they get you for?" asked Maggie, clearly seeing what Sam was trying to do.

"Bought a car," the brunette answered, "turned out to be an alien robot. Who knew?"

'We did,' the twins thought, as Glenn mouthed wow in astonishment. Maggie turned to the twins, expecting an answer. They were both starting to get their wits back, but they really didn't feel like making conversation with strangers.

"A pure accident. But I guess we have more right to be going wherever we're going than any of you," Sunstreaker muttered, thinking this whole mess had something to do with the Autobots.

"One could almost call it fate," Sideswipe joked. "Now can someone please tell us who that man who 'questioned' us in the car was? Because we're completely clueless." It was an attempt to change the conversation, and get answers at the same time. Fortunately it worked, and neither Maggie nor the others questioned the twins about their circumstances again.

After finding out that the man was Agent Simmons from Sector-7 (Sunstreaker and Sideswipe had never heard of it, and apparently never will), Sideswipe looked out the side of the helicopter and saw a familiar view. "Is that Hoover Dam?" he asked. The others leaned over to have a look- Sideswipe was correct. By then, the helicopters were descending, landing on a pad just outside the damn. They were all ushered out and onto the road, where they got a few minutes to breathe some agent-free air, and to go sight-seeing.

The twins walked to about the middle, and leaned against the ledge that was holding back the water. They were silent, just enjoying each other's company in the last moments of peace. Mikaela and Sam went over to them, not saying anything as they obviously sensed the twin's need of silence. The moment didn't last forever, though, as they all spotted agent Simmons, wearing sunglasses and a beret, looking braver now that he was back in home territory. Sam and Mikaela went over to speak with him, and after a silent debate, the twins followed.

"Hey kid," Simmons greeted. "I think we got off to a bad start." No freaking duh, is what the twins wanted to say, but they held their tongues for Sam's sake. "You must be hungry. You want a latte, ho-ho, double vente mocchiato?" he asked as he put his hand on Sam's shoulder.

The teen just ignored the agent's useless small-talk and got straight to the point. "Where's my car?"

"Son," said the man behind Simmons, who was obviously the agent's superior. "I need you to listen to me very carefully. People can die here. We need to know everything you know, and we need to know it now."

Sam nodded. "Yeah. But first, I'll take my car, my parents. Maybe you should write that down. And her juvie record," he said, gesturing to Mikaela (they had obviously discussed the fact of her father's parole in the car), "it needs to be gone, for like, forever." Mikaela was stunned by Sam's request but didn't show it. "And these two," Sam said, indicating the twins, "Make them exist. Even if you have to create new freaking birth certificates, they will exist. I don't care if they 'don't exist' by your standards- they're standing right next to me, so they do in mine." The twins were touched, and when Sam turned to look at them, even Sunstreaker gave him a small, true smile.

"Follow me, we'll talk about your car," Simmons' superior said, filing the requests in his mind for later. Sam and Mikaela followed, but Sunstreaker and Sideswipe stayed further behind. There was the sound of footsteps running and two soldiers from the team that had been close to them caught up to the twins. They were both tall and well-built, the second which was obviously required for being a soldier, but the similarities stopped there. One was bald and had dark skin, but a face you could trust. The other was tanned, dark-haired and was extremely handsome, the markings on his uniform indicating he was a captain.

"Hey, what was that shit about you guys not existing?" the dark-skinned one, who was identified as Epps by the patch on his uniform.

"It's rude to eavesdrop, you know," Sideswipe teased gently, grinning to show the two men that he didn't care either way. Too bad the same couldn't be said for his twin.

"Let's just say that the people who raised us have 'issues' with the government," Sunstreaker snapped. The soldiers kind of looked taken aback, but Sunny paid it no attention.

"Naw, don't worry about Sunny here," Sideswipe said. "At the rate things are going, you'll probably find out the real reason eventually."

"Sunny?" 'Lennox' by his badging, asked and Sunstreaker hissed.

"Don't call me that!" the cynical twin snapped. Seeing the men's stunned looks, he explained a little. "It's the completely misleading and un-cool nickname my infuriating twin gave me." Sideswipe waved cheerfully.

Epps looked thoughtful. "What are your names?" he asked, trying to be friendly.

"Xan and-" Sideswipe started but then sighed. "To pit with it. The name's Sideswipe, the devilishly handsome one, and the one who stole my looks next to me is called Sunstreaker." Sunny glared at Sideswipe as they followed the group but then rolled his eyes. Epps and Lennox were confused by their names, just another mystery to add to the pile, but settled on the thought that they were nicknames.

"Nice to meet you Sunstreaker, Sideswipe," Lennox said but then grimaced, reminding them all of the circumstances in which they were now meeting. It was anything but nice. "I'm Will Lennox, and this is Robert Epps," he said, indicating himself and his friend. Sunstreaker nodded and Sideswipe grinned and looked like he was going to say something, but Simmons' voice interrupted their conversation. Something the twins were very irritated about.

"Alright, here's the situation. You've all had direct contact with the NBE's," the agent said in his infuriating voice. NBE's? What the hell was that? A whole range of different things that NBE could stand for ran through the twin's heads (Naughty Bullying Elephants being one of Sideswipe's creations) but none of them applied to the situation they were currently in (currently, because those Naughty Bullying Elephants were really a problem, in Sideswipe's head at least).

The twins were obviously not the only ones confused. "NBE's?" Epps asked.

"Non-Biological Extra-terrestrials. Try to keep up with the acronyms," Simmons informed with a snobbish, know-it -all attitude. The twins had to physically restrain themselves from running up front and hitting him. That, however, didn't stop Sunstreaker from making a sarcastic comment.

"Wouldn't it be easier to call them 'Alien Robots'?" he asked, grinning mischievously, his twin sniggering and Lennox and Epps smirking. Simmons ignored him and continued on with the 'tour', but later when the whole experience was done, Sunstreaker swore he saw Simmons' hand inching towards where he kept his gun.

They were lead down a massive tunnel, so big that even Optimus could walk through it without ducking. "What you're about to see is totally classified," Simmons informed them, and Sideswipe couldn't help but mutter 'we're honoured.' The tunnel ended in a massive chamber, and in that chamber-

"Dear god, what is this!" Senator Keller, the Secretary of Defence, exclaimed. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe took one look at the Cybertronian frozen on the platform and knew immediately who it was, freezing in their tracks (no pun intended). They looked at the mech in horror, but no-one except their soldier acquaintances noticed, thinking their terrified looks were a cause of seeing something like…that.

"We think when he made his approach over the north pole, our gravitational field screwed up his telemetry. He crashed in the ice, probably a few thousand years ago," Banachek informed them. The twins were still frozen and therefor didn't make any witty or sarcastic comments. "We shipped him here to this facility in 1934."

"We call him NBE One," Simmons practically sneered.

"Well, sir, I don't mean to correct you on everything you know," Sam interrupted, "But that's-"

"Megatron," the twins growled darkly, and those closest to them backed away a little. They had many horrendous tales about the leader of the decepticons, so much so, that they hated him as much as the Autobots did. This was the mech who ripped out Bumblebee's voice processor, who tortured many other Autobots and Neutrals.

"Leader of the decepticons," Sunstreaker spat, glaring at the towering figure. The glares that the twins were giving the mech were downright terrifying- the phrase 'if looks could kill' ran through many of the other's minds. Megatron would be a pile of smouldering ashes.

"He's been in cryostasis since 1935. Your great-great-grandfather made one of the greatest discoveries in the history of mankind." Banachek informed, speaking directly to Sam. He said the last part like Sam should be proud that his great-great-grandfather found an alien murderous tyrant.

"Fact is, you're looking at the source of the modern age, the microchip, lasers, spaceflight, cars, all reversed-engineered by studying him. NBE One. That's what we call it," Simmons sneered, though not as confidently as he would have liked. No one could blame him- those twins looked downright menacing. They turned their cold, electric blue eyes on the agent, and in that moment, Simmons wanted to do nothing more than run and hide…somewhere in Siberia.

Senator Keller looked less than impressed. "And you didn't think the United States military might need to know that you're keeping a hostile alien robot frozen in the basement?" It was clear to him that they were playing with fire… in fact, they were playing with something deadlier. This was all going to be one big disaster, that would result in many casualties (civilian or otherwise), economic problems and a whole stack of paperwork. Assuming they survive whatever problem is caused here. Keller looked up at 'Megatron's' features, and supressed a shudder. The thing looked menacing, and if the two strange twins' glares were anything to go by, then this thing probably was.

"Until these events, we had no credible threat to national security."

"Well, you got one now." Hell, they had a threat to international security. How idiotic could these men get? Megatron even looked like he could kill everyone without batting an eye, yet these men keep him frozen, study him, make remarks about him that he could probably hear. They signed their own death warrant.

"So why earth?" Lennox asked.

"The Allspark," Sunstreaker muttered, yet everyone heard him. Sam and Mikaela were stunned they knew another thing they weren't supposed to know.

Seeing everyone's puzzled looks, Sideswipe elaborated for his twin. "It's this big, massive cube-thing that created the Cybertronians –their species- and their planet, Cybertron. It can give life to any piece of technology, and it's the only thing that can rebuild their planet. Megatron here, who's the type of guy who can kill babies without blinking an eye," here he paused, remembering how Ironhide told them of the destruction of the youth sectors, "in fact, he has killed babies without blinking an eye, wants to use the Allspark to give life to Earth's technology and take over the universe, effectively killing the human race in the process," he finished. The two other Tranquillity teens were gobsmacked by how much he knew, and Sideswipe's overall description of the Allspark, Megatron and his plan to bring chaos to the universe. The soldiers and Keller were thinking 'naw, hell,' and the S-7 members were staring thoughtfully.

"And you're sure about this?" All four teens nodded.

Sam and the twins froze, seeing Banachek's and Simmons' expressions. Sam, however, spoke up before the twins could. "You know where it is."

"Follow me," Banachek said, and led them into the next massive hangar. Everyone was a bit apprehensive of what was going to be shown next yet they all pushed on and followed the 'alien agents'. When the group reached where they had to go, the twins literally felt the power in the room and instinctively looked towards the source. They gasped. In front of them, was a ginormous, ancient cube with large Cybertronian hieroglyphics all over it. Lennox and Epps had to literally push the twins into an observatory room, where they could view the cube and not get affected by its power. "Carbon dating puts it here around ten thousand BC. The first seven didn't find it until 1913. They knew it was alien, because of the matching hieroglyphics on the cube as NBE-1." Banachek paused for a second. "President Hoover had the dam built around it. Four football fields thick of concrete- a perfect was of hiding the energy from anyone, or any alien species on the outside." That much was true- Jazz had taken the twins to the Dam when they were ten. If Jazz couldn't pick up the energy signature, no other Cybertronian could from the outside. The inside, however...

It was then Sunstreaker snapped out of his Allspark-induced stupor and exploded at the s-7 agents. "Are you idiotic? Complete morons? Absolutely insane?" he snapped and everyone jumped at the sound of his voice. It had been quiet- everyone staring in awe at the Allspark, and then Sunstreaker snapped. "I mean, even though you possibly couldn't have known that your precious NBE-1 was the definition of pure evil, you have got to be smart enough to realise that putting the universe's most powerful artefact right next to it is a bad idea. I mean, for all you know, the thing could have been feeding it energy, making it stronger! Or it could've woken it up! You can't keep a sentient being frozen for ever, no matter how hard you try. You're not gods!" Sunny's voice was harsh and biting, making everyone, including the soldiers, flinch. Sideswipe put his hand on Sunstreaker's shoulder, and he calmed a little. Sideswipe agreed with his twin, and he probably would have said the same thing, but Sunny had beaten him to it.

"Wait, back up," Maggie said, trying to get the conversation into safer waters. "You said the dam hides the Cube's energy. What kind?"

"Good question." Next thing they knew, they were ushered into a strange room lined with piping, warning signs and a weird, clear box in the middle. "Step inside, they have to lock us in." There was an ominous SNAP as the door closed and they were all handed goggles.

They saw the slashes on the wall that looked like it had been done by claws and Glenn and Epps had a pointless argument about whether it was done by Freddie Krueger or Wolverine. "Anybody have any mechanical devices?" Simmons asked. "Blackberry? Key alarm? Cell phone?" Glenn volunteered his phone and Simmons took it. "Ooh, Nokias are real nasty. You gotta respect the Japanese- they know the way… of the samurai," he muttered as he opened the phone, put it in the box and closed it.

"Idiot," the twins said at the same time.

"I thought Nokia's from Finland?" Maggie asked, agreeing with them.

"Yes well, he's a little… strange," the Sec Def muttered to them, then put a finger to his lips. Everyone but the twins put their goggles on- the twins didn't simply because they were being rebellious and didn't see the need for them. Simmons pressed a button, and there was a bright flash as the Cube's energy went through the cell phone. The phone shook, and then transformed.

The twins gasped once again. The phone started chattering in rapid and basic Cybertronian. It sounded like gibberish to everyone but Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, who had been taught the language by the Autobots.

"A sparkling," they whispered in awe.

"H-help-p! W-where am I-I? P-please? H-help! S-st-trange b-beings staring!" The sparkling started banging against the box, trying to escape. Before Simmons even realised what was happening, Sideswipe snatched the controls out of his hand.

"Hey!" But it was too late. Sideswipe pressed the button to open the box and Sunstreaker held out his hand, which the sparkling scurried onto. The others backed away from them, the soldier's hands twitching towards their guns.

"It's alright, we're not going to hurt you," Sunstreaker reassured the young Cybertronian. "You're at a secret facility, you were created by an object called the Allspark. Us strange beings are called humans- you don't need to worry, Sides and I will take care of you." Everyone looked on, stunned and slightly scared.

"What Simmons just created was a Sparkling- a baby Cybertronian. He was scared and so Sunny and I got him out of there. He was confused by the strange being staring at him, so he was trying to escape," Sideswipe answered the questioning looks. Simmons looked like he wanted to snatch the little Sparkling who had scurried up and rested on Sunstreaker's shoulder and crush it, but the twins were having none of that.

"How can you be so sure?" Simmons sneered. "For all you know, it could be plotting to kill us!"

"We know," Sideswipe said impatiently, "because we heard him. He was begging to be let out of there."

"You mean you can understand it?" But whatever else Simmons was going to ask was interrupted by the whole bunker shaking. The lights flickered and the pipes shook.

"Gentlemen," Keller said, "They know the cube is here."

Banachek made a frantic call through the radio and the answer he got was bad news. Apparently they had lost power to the NBE-1 hangar and the back-up generators were not up to the job. "Do you have an arms room?" Lennox asked, his military training taking over. Banackek looked at him and nodded, ushering the group out of the Allspark bunker. They were rushed through the NBE-1 chamber, the twins getting a brief look at Megatron, who by then was probably starting to defrost, and into a separate room loaded with guns, bullets and other various weapons. Lennox's team immediately grabbed their guns and boxes of 40mm sabot rounds. Sam, Mikaela, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were off to the side, looking around helplessly.

Apparently, Sam didn't want to be helpless, because he stormed up to Simmons. "You gotta take me to my car," he demanded. "He's gonna know what to do with the cube."

"You're car? It's confiscated," Simmons replied, being an unhelpful, stubborn git.

"Well un-confiscate it," came Sam's genius reply.

"We don't know what'll happen if we let it near this thing!" Simmons stuttered, "Well maybe you know, but I don't know-"

But Simmons was once again interrupted. Lennox pushed him up against a black armoured vehicle, gun at his chest. "Take him to his car!" he growled, and then there was pandemonium. The S-7 drew their guns and pointed it at Lennox, but his team, seeing the threat, drew their weapons and pointed it at the S-7 people, some of them even knocking out others. They in turn, turned to point their guns at someone who had their gun trained on them. It was reminiscent of a certain Pirates of the Caribbean scene, and the twins were starting to feel a little left out, so they decided to join in (thanking Primus that they hadn't been searched upon entering the dam, or when they were captured by S-7 in the first place) by drawing their own, more advanced guns and training them on two random S-7 agents. Everyone stared at them.

"What?" Sideswipe asked. "Can't be too careful. This is a free country, after all. Everyone has guns!"

A dubious S-7 agent snorted. "Do those even work? They look like toys!" It didn't help that the one who said that was the one who was currently being held under gun point by Sunstreaker, who grinned maliciously. He moved his arm to the left and shot at the table next to the agent, the ball of plasma quickly disintegrating the piece of table it hit. Needless to say, they didn't doubt it after that.

"Right then…" Simmons muttered, and then remembered his current position. "Whoa, drop your weapon soldier. We're in the middle of an alien war and you're gonna shoot me?" he asked, trying to keep his cool.

Lennox pushed the gun further into his chest. "We didn't ask to be here," the captain said coolly.

"I'm ordering you under S-7 jurisdiction-"

"S-7 don't exist!" Epps supplied helpfully from his position where he was keeping yet another agent at bay.

"That's right, and we don't take orders from people who don't exist," Lennox added harshly.

"I'm going to count to five-" Simmons tried again but was, as always, interrupted.

"Well I'm gonna count to three," Lennox informed him, clicking back the safety of the gun.

"Simmons?" the Sec Def asked. "I would do what he says. Losing's really not an option for these guys," he advised, nodding towards the soldiers.

Everyone was silent for a moment before Simmons put his hands up slightly in surrender. "Ok, fine. If you want to lay the fate of the world on the kid's Camaro, that's cool."

Simmons led the group through the labyrinth of tunnels and labs until they could hear the sounds of tortured, mechanical screaming. The teenagers bolted off in the direction of the sound, until they found the room Bumblebee was in. What they saw horrified them: men were freezing Bumblebee who was strapped to the slab, probably preparing him for some experiment, while at the same time, shocking him with electricity with a crude device that looked like something right out of a horror film.

"Stop, stop!" Sam screamed, and forced the men to put their tools down. The twins jumped up to the platform and Bumblebee sat up, his arm transforming into his plasma cannon and his battle mask dropping down over his eyes. The little sparkling cowered on Sunstreaker's shoulder, chirping frantically. "Bee! Calm down, it's us! We've come to rescue you!" Sideswipe said quickly, as Bumblebee was pointing his spinning cannon at different agents frantically.

"Oh, that's just Keller and Banachek, they're friendly, they won't kill you. We know S-7 hurt you, but they're not going to do it again, and if they do, you have our permission to shoot them," Sunstreaker supplied helpfully, noticing with glee how the men's faces paled dramatically. That seemed to do the trick, because the cannon stopped spinning quite as fast and the battle mask retracted.

"Bee!" Sam said, jumping on the platform beside the twins, not bothering to ask how they knew the yellow Autobot. "The cube is here, Megatron is in the other hangar, we've gotta hurry!"

Bumblebee stood up and rushed out of the room, obviously keying into the Allspark's energy signature and chasing after it. The others had to run to keep up, but that didn't stop Sideswipe from trying to have a conversation.

"You need a name," he pointed to the little bot who was still on Sunstreaker's shoulder.

"Peter?" Epps breathed, running along beside them, trying to keep the yellow 'bot in his sight. Sideswipe shook his head.

"Thomas? Alex?" Lennox suggested, albeit unhelpfully. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker screwed up their faces.

"What the hell are you guys on?" Sideswipe panted slightly as he skidded around another corner. "Nah, what about Nokiabot, or SMS? Oh! I know, what about Sideswipe jr?"

They all skidded to a sudden stop in the Allspark hangar. Sunstreaker looked at is twin as if he was crazy. "Are you an idiot?" He asked but then stopped. "Wait, don't answer that… hey, how about Nox?" the sparkling on his shoulder nodded frantically and chittered happily. 'There you go, your name is Nox."

"I still liked Sideswipe jr. better…" Sideswipe mumbled, but didn't complain too much because Bumblebee had made it to the Allspark. The yellow 'bot made a noise of complete awe, before touching the massive corner. There was a bright flash and the Allspark was briefly illuminated but bright squares.

"Aw, he's doing something, he's doing something!" Epps exclaimed. Then, one of the most miraculous things everyone there had ever seen, happened. The cube started folding in on itself, until it was small enough to fit in Bumblebee's hand. He flicked the cube to get it to fold in faster when it got to the final stages.

"~Message from Starfleet captain Let's get to it!~" Bumblebee told them using the radio waves.

"He's right," the brunette soldier intoned. "If we stay here, we're screwed with Megatron in the other hanger. Mission City is 22 miles away, we're going to sneak that cube out of here and hide it somewhere in the city." The twins thought this plan wasn't very well thought out, considering Mission City was a widely populated area, but as it was the only plan they had, they decided to go along with it.

"Right, good," Keller said, relieved that someone had a plan.

"But we can't make a stand without the Air Force."

"This place must have some sort of radio link!" Keller exclaimed to Simmons. "Shortwaves! CB!"

"Right, yes!" Simmons shouted, nodding his head.

"Sir, you gotta find some way to get word out to them," Lennox informed them. "Let's move."

Listening to: Tonight, Tonight, Hot Chelle Rae

That chapter was fun to write :) I don't know why, maybe 'cause it had the twins getting up the S-7 agents. Oh, and two things-

IMPORTANT: I won't be able to update next week, and maybe even the week after. I'll be on the Sunny Coast (sunshine coast for all of you non-queenslanders) for a couple of days, and then on to Brisbane for Christmas. We're gonna be driving, which is gonna suck because with the amount of roadworks going on between here and Brissy, the normally ten hour drive will turn into a twelve hour drive. But that leads me onto my second thing...

IMPORTANT (2): -though- not as important as the first- during said road trip, I will have more than enough time to work on some of my stories. I've got a couple I want to post, but I need to see which one you guys will want (if you want to read it). The options are: Transformers SunnyxOcxSides, Three different Harry Potter stories, a Stoked and Percy Jackson Crossover, a Lord of the Rings story, and a FAX Maximum Ride story. I can put the summaries up on the profile if anyone asks.

Anyway, that's all out of the way. I wish you all a Merry Christmas if I don't update before then :D

- Greentree Frog