Thank you all so much for your reviews! This was going to be a one shot, but now it's turning into a miniseries.

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Mirage's log
SOA
Triple encryption

I don't know what to do. I know I should tell Prime, or Jazz, or someone...anyone who could possibly help. But I'm afraid. And I'm rambling. Great. A proper Towers mech does not ramble. The thing is, I am not even sure if I am a Towers mech. I barely remember my life as a sparkling. All that really comes though are feelings of contentment and love. Happiness. I can remember being held against a warm chassis and knowing, as much as a sparkling can, that I was loved. Then my creators were killed and I lost those feelings, replaced with the cold and cruel world of the Towers. I know I always complain about how much I miss my old life, the one that was filled with privilege and power and more credits than most can dream of, but that was all superficial. The Towers were all about politics. Your best friend would turn on you in an instant if it would help him rise above you. So, no, I don't miss that. What I miss is the beauty of the Towers. Ugly though its denizens were, the buildings themselves were elegant and perfect. Carved from crystal, rising high above the city, they were beacons of hope for those of lesser class. They're what every mech strives to have, to be, and I lived in them. It seems shallow, but I guess it's one of those things you just had to have experienced. I'm off topic again. Anyway, it turns out that the Towers were never really my home. I'm not Slickshot's grandson. Thank Primus. But I'm not entirely sure that being the son of a trine of Decepticons is any better. Who knows? It might be.

At least, from what Skywarp said, it sounded like they really loved me. I think they still do. Pit, they used to be Autobots before Megatron blackmailed them. But shouldn't there be records or something? Wouldn't one of the senior officers remember them? I could always ask to see the archives of recruits, or military instructors I suppose, as that's what Skywarp said they were, but Jazz would want a reason. I'm not sure I can give him that. ARGH! This is so confusing. I've always wondered why I have such a fascination with them, but I chalked it up to admiration of their skills; even if it is annoying that only the twins can take them down. Seekers do a lot of damage, but...now that I think back on it...I've never seen them do any direct damage to a soldier. Starscream has null rays for Primus' sake. Those are nonfatal weapons. Skywarp and Thundercracker never directly fire at anyone, they just strafe the ground with fire. Sometimes it keeps our mechs safe, rather than harming them like it should. Further, if they are my creators...it would explain my fascination with the sky.

For as long as I can remember I have always wanted wings. I was never denied anything as a mechling, except for wing upgrades. Slickshot forbade me from even considering getting them. I had no idea why. He was always hostile, especially towards Seekers. I wonder...well, no matter. I loved climbing up to the tallest tower with a good bookfile and a cube of steaming hot energon. I would sit up there for cycles, reading and watching those who could fly. I was always so envious, and I felt like I was meant to be up there, with them. Once the war started I suppressed those feelings. As a spy, wings would be cumbersome and difficult to maneuver in tight spaces; it was better to remain as I am. I still love to get up high. My favorite place is the top of the Ark. No one looks for me there. I have suppressed the longing for the sky, 'the hunger', if you will. Or...I had. Not now though.

The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. It's just, I've hated them for so long. I don't know if I can put that hostility aside. Despite knowing...thinking that they are my creators, I still see them as the Decepticon Command Trine. The bane of Autobots and Decepticons alike. No, I don't think I can- but maybe, if I...oh, I don't know!

One thing really bothers me though. Skywarp said that my creators became cons to protect me. Megatron will kill me if they disobey him. That sounds like they are prisoners. "One day Megatron will let down his guard, and Screamer will kill him." That's what he said. So then...I should tell someone! If they're trapped against their will, cons or not, then I have to do something. If they really were Autobots, which I'm not sure if I believe or not, then it must be hell for them to live among that wretched faction.

I have to tell someone. Maybe I won't say they are my creators. Maybe I will have to, but I cannot keep this quiet. It's not fair to them and it's not fair to me. Furthermore, I will not be used as a pawn by the Decepticons. For that reason alone, I will help them. And I really want a chance to find out what the truth is. I have so many questions. I hope they have the answers.

I'm glad no one else is going to hear this. It makes little sense, but it's helped me put my thoughts in order. I guess Smokescreen does know what he's talking about. Still, I don't think I'll do this too often. It makes me sound crazy. I'll sign off now, as I need to get in contact with Jazz.

Mirage out.

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You have one (1) message waiting. Ops Channel. Would you like to confirm?

Yes.

To: Music

From: Loner

Subject: Urgent

Sir, I request an immediate meeting concerning recent discoveries of a personal nature concerning the DCT. Please respond.

Jazz frowned. What personal problems could Mirage possibly have with the command trine?

To: Loner

From: Music

Subject: RE: Urgent

Meeting comfirmed for 08:00 hours tomorrow