a/n: Guess who is back!? Sorry, I took so long.

Question: Who is your favourite Transformers? (can be autobots or decepticons)

Chapter 12

Epps had Galloway on the ground, pushing his boss's head into the hard floor. Nightfire had walked out trailed with Lennox right behind him, when those two were out of sight, Epps had tackled Galloway. Several soldiers came over, a few stayed back, knowing how much Epps had always wanted to get to Galloway and knowing how he is when he is pissed off and some stood by him unsure if they should help Galloway or Epps but were prepared to handle them both just in case it got out of hand.

"You son of a bitch!" Epps growled, forcing Galloway's head harder to the floor. "You don't EVER lay a hand on him. EVER!"

Galloway was struggling underneath Epps. "He's my son!"

"He ain't your son!" Epps growled again. He leaned down closer to Galloway. "If you ever touch him, look at him, speak to him again, I will personally destroy you. He's not your responsibility anymore." He slammed his head on the floor before getting up. "And I mean it." He straightened himself out before turning on his heels and making his way out of the base to catch up with the other two, he ignored Galloway yelling to him. He was more focused on finding the other two.

_(WE ARE TRANSFORMERS)_

Lennox was a few steps behind Nightfire as they were on their way heading back to the abandoned base, well not abandoned anymore due to the Autobots who were now staying there. Nightfire hadn't said a word to him after the incident, which meant he was back in his quiet state which he always go to when something like that happened, and now Lennox had to get him out of it. "So, have you made your decision?"

"About what?" Nightfire said tonelessly.

"If you were staying with Epps or the Autobots."

"Not sure."

Lennox nodded, then he asked, "Are you going to tell your parents about Galloway?"

Nightfire was silent for a moment before stopping in his tracks. "No," he said. He turned around to face the soldier. "Not right now." Lennox didn't say anything. "I will in the future, maybe, but for the moment it's a no."

Lennox gave a small nod and smile. He did respect Nightfire's choice into when he wanted to tell Prowl and Jazz, though he couldn't help be curious what those two would do if they found out that he was and has been abused by Galloway. He was even more curious now how much the Cybertronians and the humans were much alike. He was about to say something when he heard Epps calling out to them, he turned to see his fellow soldier running towards them.

"Damn, you two move fast," he said as he came to a halt beside Lennox.

"I thought you were behind us," Lennox admitted. "Learn to keep up."

"Sorry, but someone had to threaten Galloway," he said, which made the two look at him. "He probably threatened me about my job when I left."

Lennox sighed. "You're not going to have a job soon."

"I'll be a jerk and be at the base 24/7 until I get it back." They started their way again towards the Autobot base. "I got a question though."

"What's for dinner?" Nightfire joked, chuckling a little bit, as he put his hand to his cheek to check for anymore signs that his cut was still bleeding.

"No," Epps said. "If I ask one of the Autobots to kill him would they do it?"

"Probably," Lennox and Nightfire said at once.

_(WE ARE TRANSFORMERS!)_

"Absolutely not," Perceptor said to the twins, or in other terms his and Wheeljack's creations, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. The twins asked their carrier if they could go roam out in this new and weird organic planet. "Even if you asked Prime himself, my orders go against him unless it is for a mission."

"You can come too," Sunstreaker, the yellow twin, said. "So can sire!"

Wheeljack was leaning against the wall with Jazz. "I need to do wirings to get the lab all set."

"Jazz?" Sunstreaker asked, hopefully.

"I'm waiting on my creation plus Prowl, Ratchet, Prime, Elita and Firestar and I need to debrief every bot of what the plan is."

"Aren't they debriefing right now together?" Wheeljack asked.

"I already said my part. It's their turn to discuss."

:Prowl to Jazz, Prime is ordering a meeting now in the Rec Room:

:Awe, you private messaged me. And copy that: Jazz smiled as he looked at the others, knowing that got a com from Optimus.

:I told him I would com you personally, plus I wanted to know if Nightfire made it back yet: Prowl asked, a little worried about not having their mechling in their sight.

:Not yet. He's still with Lennox and Epps.:

Prowl sighed. :Okay. Prowl out:

:Jazz out:

Jazz sighed mentally. He followed Perceptor and the others out to the Rec Room, where the other Autobots were starting to show up. Optimus and Prowl were talking privately for a bit before Prime turned his attention to the others and Prowl walked over to stand by Jazz.

"We have a couple of things we need to take care of right now," Prime started. "The first thing first, we need to do is get our ship and bring it here since we are going to be here for a significant amount of time we need our equipment. So Blaster, First Aid, Moonracer, Blurr and Arcee, you five are going to go get the ship." Blaster and the other five nodded. "Wheeljack and Perceptor, with the remaining equipment here that the humans left, can you do something with them to hold us over until our ship is back to us."

"You got it," Wheeljack said.

"Red Alert, Cosmos, Cliffjumper, Crosshairs, check the security here. If there isn't any, put some up." The four of them nodded. "Ratchet, Auburn, Jolt and Wingflare, the four of you are going to do your best with the medbay."

First Aid looked to his sire, Ratchet, "Are you going to be good fixing things with just a wrench?"

"You can do a lot with one instrument," Ratchet smiled. "You'll get the hang of it someday."

"Hound, Ironhide, Chromia, Heavyway, Bulkhead, I need you to do a weapons check of everyone plus handle the weapon room."

"Sounds like a plan, boss bot," Hound said.

They heard the doors open, which caused them all to turn where they seen Nightfire, Lennox and Epps walking in. "What plan?" Nightfire asked.

Blaster put his hand down for Nightfire to get on, which he did. "Just planning of our next actions." Blaster stared at the cut on his face. "What is that?"

Prowl and Jazz and Ratchet went closer, two of them went into very protective creators and one went into a serious medic. "It's just a cut," he said, feeling the intense mood coming from the three of them. "It heals on its own."

"How did it happen?" Jazz asked.

"I fell."

"As long as you're alright," Prowl said.

Jazz smiled. "Since we are all here, I'm going to delay everything. Time for Nightfire to know us more." Prowl mentally groaned. "Well, we got Optimus Prime, boss bot, and his mate Elita, femme boss bot. Her sisters Arcee and her mate, Bulkhead; Chromia, femme SIC, and her mate Ironhide, the weapon specialist." The six of them just smiled. "Next we have Wasp and Bumblebee, a scout. Their brothers and Wasp is older by five years in human terms. Wheeljack, a scientist, and Perceptor, another scientist and Wheeljack's mate. Plus their creations, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker."

"Call him Sunshine, he likes it," the red one, which Nightfire believed was Sideswipe.

"Please don't," the yellow one, Sunstreaker, mumbled.

"Seaspray," Jazz pointed to the dark and light blue mech, "is a protector bot, and his mate Flareshot and their creation Butterfly."

"Nice name," Nightfire said.

The dark blue, white and red femme smiled. "Thank you."

"Sandstorm and his mate Firestar, the combat officer for the femmes and their creation Twilight." He pointed to a mech which was all tan, who was indeed Sandstorm. Firestar was red and orange and Twilight was red and orange as her carrier but with a darker hint of tan. "Cliffjumper, my go to mech if I need something done right. Freeway and Hoist, part of security, and their creation Starburst. Blurr, is the fastest of us all, in speed and talk." Jazz turned around and pointed to Blaster. "That's Blaster, my older brother and your uncle."

Nightfire looked between Jazz and Blaster. "You got more black and red than Jazz."

"Took after our sire, kiddo."

"Ratchet, is the CMO, and his mate Mirage, my spy, and their creation First Aid, a medic like his sire," Jazz said. "Warpath and his mate Vibes and their creation Pipes. Kup, another security/medic and his creation Hot Rod, another scout. Groove and his mate Blades, both protector bots and their creation Checkpoint."

Nightfire shut his eyes right quick before looking at all the bots. Jazz was going way to fast and it was hard trying to keep up with him and the other names. "Wingflare, security, and his creation Moonracer and her mate Ultra Magnus. Hound and his mate Fireflight and their creation Peace. Tailbreaker and Swindle are both protector boths. Bluestreak, security, and scientist."

"Engineer," Bluestreak corrected.

Jazz shrugged. "Same thing. Tracks and his mate Grapple, both protector bots/ medic and their creation Blaze, engineer and Slingshot. Inferno and his mate Red Alert, head of security and their creation Cosmos." Jazz paused taking in some air. "Skids and Mudflap are our other set of twins. Huffer and his mate Gears and creation Mercury. Powerglide and his mate Beachcomber, both on Prowl's team, and their creation Skyfire, a flyer. Heavyway and his creations Fast Lane and Air Raid, another flyer. Skydive, third flyer, and his mate Silverbolt and their creation Jolt, medic." Jazz vented out air after that.

Epps and Lennox looked at each other quickly wrapping their minds around all the designations before looking up. Nightfire just nodded. He wasn't sure if he got them all or his brain deflated after a bit.

Optimus smiled. "Since that is done, let's get to work."

_(WE ARE TRANSFORMERS)_

Galloway was beyond livid right now. He was going to do something about Nightfire, Lennox and Epps and he was going to get it done. He took out his phone and dialed a long ass number. "Hey, I need you to do me my favour now."

A/N: So I left a hint of what is possible coming up in this series. I wonder how many of you got it. If you think you know what I hinted at, I would like for you to share.

Until next time my Afrotastic fans