Sorry for not posting (see bottem for an explanation). I just have to thank you all for reviewing, favoriting, and subscribing. i hadnt expected my first stories to be so well liked. esepcialy 'thouhts'. I mean that as, it got as many reviews in one day as 'The Fallen Scout' got withen a few days. and im sure more people favorited it than this one and my first. wow, was it realy that good? Anyway, I'm going to start the chappy, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I dont own transformers or anyhing else I put in these stories, exept things like Sams gift and the bugs eating him alive, ones name was Fred. But that's it.

Much to my irritation, we were taken on a tour of the facility, and joined by a team of army men. That's where the control room is, this is where we keep in check all PDAA (public display of alien activity). And this is where we keep NBE-1. (Non biological extraterrestrial)

Wait, they're keeping an alien here? Cybertronian in the basement, wonderful. As we entered the room, I realized just how cold it was, to keep the transformer frozen, I guessed. I was about to give them a hard time about keeping an innocent Autobot frozen, until I felt his aurora. It was barely there since he was trapped in unconsciousness, but it was there.

Such hate and anger. The only thing he seemed to feel positively about was energy. Power, he was power hungry and held energy and power above all else. His hate was as strong as Optimus's kindness. His anger was as strong as Optimus's protectiveness. It had to be Megatron.

I interrupted whatever he was saying about 'NBE-1'. "Sorry to correct you on everything you think you know, but that's Megatron. Leader of the Decepticons." All the S-7 agents except Simmons looked eager at the new information, he just looked irritated.

"Ok son. As I was saying-" he was once again interrupted by some other agent.

"Megatron? Do you know why he came to earth?"

"Yeah. They came looking for this cube looking thing; it's supposed to be really powerful." I eyed Simmons closely. "You know where it is, don't you?"

He shifted; I could get away with calling him on it because he showed interest in it. "Come this way." He then took us to a room, the energy coming from it became so powerful, I was twitching in my seat. This was where I was born, where I got my gift. I didn't know if I should feel respect or wonder. I settled on keeping an indifferent face.

We all stared though the window taking up the whole front wall, the Cube was there. It was huge, it could easily hold a small town, and I don't even know if that was an exaggeration. But it was awesome too.

"Four football fields of cement keeping it undetected from any one or any alien on the outside." The one who asked the question commented. "Giving off pure energy." Most people didn't notice him talking, but the girl did.

"What kind of energy?" she asked. This caught all our attention. He gestured for us to follow him. This time we entered a reinforced room with metal walls. There were scratches and dents all along the room. A very annoyed Simmons, the new guy had taken over his tour, locked the door behind us, I assumed this was a precaution.

"Anyone have any devices? Blackberry, key alarm, phone?" the boy from the helicopter took out his phone,

"I got a phone." He tossed it to Simmons, who obviously had fun with whatever was coming, and I had an idea.

He put the phone in a glass box that looked like it wasn't about to give in to any tank. He closed it and locked it. I kept my eyes on the phone, waiting for it to happen. As soon as Simmons pushed the button, I felt the device gain life.

Its aurora was completely innocent and clean. It was a new soul and hasn't had time to taint it. It also hasn't had time to have anything more to its aurora. It was just created, therefore had no dislikes or likes.

He started attacking, scared and as it has weapons and isn't technically new, only new to life, it had guns and would use them. I turned to Simmons as he pulled the trigger once more and the small transformer lost its life just as fast as it got it. I was suddenly angry at how they misused its power. But I said nothing and reached out via gift to feel the hollow shell that once housed one of the same life forces that the Autobots each have.

"Easy as that." He said, putting the trigger down. I tried hard not to glare at him.

"wow." One of the army men said, I tried hard not to glare at him too. I had a feeling no one wanted to hear a lecture about the misuse of the All Spark, it amazed me how I felt toward the All Spark when it alien and I was human, what connection did I have to it? And I had more important matters.

I had to get to Bumblebee. Just as I thought this, alarms went off, and it didn't sound like one of the toilets had broken.

I turned sharply to Simmons, he was looking around.

"Well that's not good." He then pulled up a briefcase and started to assemble a gun. I could tell he was getting more and more anxious as the seconds passed. I had a bad feeling on what the alarms meant, so I reached out with my gift and sensed a faint life source coming on line. Megatron.

I ran up to Simmons, "you have to take me to my car." He didn't stop with his word, all the others standing around us confused.

"Your car? It's confiscated." I suddenly got a flare of annoyance when he said it, but pushed it away, ignoring how mush I've come to like the Autobots. I barely knew them. Granit, the whole 'reading their aurora' makes me feel I know them better than I actually do, but still.

"Well, then, unconfiscated him." I followed him as he picked up something I didn't care about.

"We have to take him to the All Spark; he's going to know what to do with it." I insisted. He stopped and turned to me finally.

"Listen, I have people's lives at stake here. I don't know what's going to happen if I-" I cut him off.

"So you're just going to wait and see what happens?" this seemed to fuel his anger.

"I can't just-"this time he was interrupted by one of the soldiers, the one in charge. He pushed Simmons against the glass box and held a gun to his heart.

"Take him to his car." The soldier demanded, I liked this guy. I quickly took in his aurora, humans only had auroras. He only had the right intentions, yet was tainted with death, I wasn't surprised. He was a soldier, obviously. His aurora was a lot like the base of each Autobots, but was different as it became more complex, as the Autobots' did.

"Stand down, soldier." He said, suddenly calm. "I am ordering you under S-7 jurisdiction-" he was once again interrupted, by the one who said 'wow' earlier.

"S-7 don't exist."

"That's right, and we don't take orders from people who don't exist." The soldier holding Simmons said.

"I'm going to count to five." He tried a different approach. The Soldier readjusted his gun to point at his heart straighter.

"Well I'm going to count to three." It was quiet for a minute, then the secretary of defense stepped up.

"I'd do as he said Simmons. These guys don't mess around." The annoying agent calculated the situation for a second, then put up his hands.

"Fine, if you want to lay the fate of the world in the kids Camaro, whatever." The soldier let him go, and he led us to a room. I steadily felt the playful, young aurora grow closer as a reassurance he was leading us to Bee.

I walked in first, "stop, stop. Put them down." I went to the nearest agent. Once the others had set on stopping them, I went to Bumblebee. "hey, how're you doin'?" I pulled him free. He sat up and pointed his cannon at the agents, defensive. He watched them cautiously before I stepped in, noticing how he didn't point it at me. He obviously trusted me too.

"Don't worry about them, their alright." I tried to reassure him, but quickly gave up and cut to the chaise. "Come on, we're going to take you to the All Spark." He turned to me and nodded, I walked got, him close on my tail. The others hurried to catch up, and some to take the lead.

We once again followed Simmons back to the All Spark, this time the same room it was in. I followed him right up to the corner of it, which was jutting out toward us. He reached up and did who-knows-what. All I knew was the next second, the Cube was folding into itself, like how the transformers folded and unfolded when changing forms, but every piece was the same shape, the same size. It did this until the whole thing was just one of those pieces, a more human friendly sized cube.

Bee turned around, wings once again high and he held the Cube. "Let's get going!"

"He's right, we can't stay here. We need to hide the Cube somewhere in the city." The soldier said, taking charge. Natural born leader, that one was.

"Right, right." Simons agreed eagerly, he was obviously affected by the display.

"But we cannot make a stand without the air force." He added. Simmons looked discouraged at this, as it was my understanding all communications had gone down.

"This place must have some kind of radio, short wave." The secretary jumped in. Simmons nodded; he went from doom and gloom to the ever optimistic quickly. Oh, optimistic, Optimus. Fits him. Well, it must just be satellite communications that are down.

"Yeah, something old in the basement." The other two nodded, the soldier spoke up.

"Will it work?"

"It, well, anything can work. Did you see that-" he made a strange noise and pulled his hands together, as if about to clap, but stopped. The more I watch this guy, the more I know he's got a few screws loose.

Once that was set, the secretary, the two from the helicopter, and Simmons stayed to contact the air force while the rest of us took the cube out to Mission City. We would try to get it into military hands. I knew it wouldn't word, if Megatron was this powerful, and he was giving the Autobots a run for their money, there's no way the military would be able to keep it from him. I didn't voice this though, if I did, I would have to explain how I knew he was so dangerous. This was in no way completely induced by what the Autobots had told us.

Along the way, we passed the other Autobots, the followed us and my hope on the outcome grew that much more. But my worry came back when we were attacked on the road. Optimus transformed and took on the Decepticon. His aurora was very aggressive and strait forward. Optimus wouldn't be able to help us in the beginning, let's just pray Megatron won't get there before he does.

Mikayla and I got out of Bumblebee as the two soldiers from earlier examined the skies, everyone else was taking position.

"The air force." The first one pointed at the jet I knew was defiantly not the air force. Its aurora held all the other Decepticons' held, anger, hate, and murder. But this one held treachery. He worked for Megatron, but would over throw him at any given chance.

Bumblebee and Ironhide transformed, causing chaos to break out. "It's Starscream!" they rushed to hold up near-by truck to block the oncoming missile.

I was thrown back by the force, but didn't get hurt. I turned to see if everyone was alright. I gulped when I seen Bumblebee accost from me. He had no legs. He pulled himself toward me, I was close to having a nervous break-down. Bee's hurt, Optimus wasn't here yet, neither was the air force, and we're under attack.

Bumblebee pulled out something I recognized as the All Spark before I seen it. He gave it to me and I gathered my head, I had to stay calm. Obviously Bee is in no shape to protect the All Spark, or get it to safety, and I couldn't protect it. He wanted me to get it to safety.

I looked up from the Cube, "I can't leave you here." I objected. Mikayla came up with the leading soldier.

"Boy! I need you to get that Cube into military hands. I can't leave my team." I shook my head.

"No, I, I can't do this."

"Listen to me!" he grabbed my shirt and yelled over the explosions; war had broken out full fledged. "You're a soldier now! I need to get you to take the Cube to the tall building with statues. Set this flare, they'll come to you." Oh, the Decepticons will come for me alright. For some reason, that didn't do anything to calm me. I turned to Mikayla.

"I'll get Bee." I watched her eye a nearby tow truck. I nodded and took off, time for some action. I could easily get there safely and quickly if I used my shield, but I would not use it. As I ran, Ratchet and Ironhide came up next to me.

"We'll cover you, Sam." I noticed how they didn't take the Cube, they honestly trusted me this much to get it to safety.

I now ran, to try and get the All Spark out of here, two Autobots by my side, the air force just now above my head, and a racing mind in my head. Would I make it? Would we win, could we win?

I honestly don't know.

I din't realise 'thoughts' was so good, I guess i've writen these so much, I just see thats how he would see us.(I got a new wonderfull batch of reviews on it wile i was writing this chapter.) Anyway, I'm going to be posting side stories like that from time to time, I can never write on one story for too long, and sorry for not updating, I was buisy brushing up on my Cybertronian history, AKA; watching Youtube. Anyway, thanks agin, and R&R! - I said 'Anyway' 3 times, word of the day?