3: The Death of Optimus Prime! Wait...what?! No! And the Return of Seymour Simmons!

Minata Namikaze: The disclaimer: I don't own Naruto cause if I did then Sakura wouldn't be a useless fangirl in Pre-Shippuden and Naruto would have his Father's smarts while keeping his Mother's personality and knows about seals and how to use them and I also do not own Transformers cause if I did then Bumblebee would be able speak by the Third movie and Hotshot, Red Alert, and Leobreaker would have been added into the movies and the new animations art work wouldn't suck, I do. however, own Satoru Senju. Remember to Read and Review to let me know what you think, but it you don't the twist that I make then stop reading and find something else. Also don't leave a review that's flame or I will block you. Ja ne.

...My Line...

It's been 2 years since Mission City, Senju Satoru is preparing to return to the Elemental Nations to report into his Hokage while Sam is off to collage. But, their plans are put on hold when things take a turn for the worst when an old and new enemy threaten everything that they both love. They now must find away to bring them down and save the world. Again. Can Satoru prove that he truly loves the Prime while also keeping his darker personality in check or well he be left with a broken heart? Slight slow going Optimus Prime/Original Male Character(s)

...My Line...

"Here he comes!" Sam yelled as Megatron's alt mode came up form behind them while they drove through a forest.

He shot at the Prime making the young Jonin to grab Sam and they jumped out of Optimus while he transformed. This had Megatron following suit and then tackling the Prime sending them rolling down a hill.

"HIDE, CHILDREN!" ordered Optimus as the two of them ran away form the two fighting Cybertronians and hide behind a tree. "Week!" Megatron let out a growl. "Puny." Satoru could only blink in surprise at the fact that the Autobot Leader was trash talking. "Waste of metal! Junkyard scrap!"

"DECEPTICONS!" yelled Megatron before the helicopter from before landed near Sam and the young Senju while Starscream landed to and turned his fist into a cannon.

"Come here, boy," he hissed before looking for the two teens, who had started to run away from him.

For a while it looked like Optimus was getting the upper hand even against three Decepticons, but it didn't take long for them to overpower him.

"There is another source of Energon hidden on this planet," stated Megatron. "The boy could lead us to it."

He then threw the Prime into a tree followed by kicking in the face.

"Optimus!" both Sam and Satoru yelled at the same time.

"Is the future of our race not worth a single human life?" asked Megatron.

"Up!" yelled Sam. "Get up!"

For a moment the Prime's blue optics looked at the two teens where they were hiding, but they locked with the silver haired 20-year-old's eyes. It wasn't hard to see worry and fear in them, but there was a want to help though he knew that this was his fight and thus stayed out of it.

"You'll never stop at one!" stated Optimus as he kept optic and eye connect with Satoru as he pulled himself up before he finally turned around to glare at Megatron. "I'll take you ALL on!" The two teens watched as the fighting continued on before the Prime managed take Starscream's arm and killed the helicopter Decepticon. "Piece of tin." A smile came to the blue eyed adults's face as she moved from her hiding place. "Sam! Satoru! Where are you!?"

However, the smile fall and his eyes widen when Megatron came up behind the Prime making Sam to scream out, but it was to late. The 'Con Leader grabbed Optimus' arm and him stabbed him in the back making the blade go right his Spark Chamber.

"No!" the 20-year-old screamed at the same time as the Autobot Leader as tears started to fall from his blue eyes.

"You're so weak!" Megatron spat as he retracted the blade, but not before he blasted the Spark Chamber of the Prime.

Satoru stared as the Prime collapsed to the ground on his side while feeling something that he never knew was there from the moment that they meet start to fade before he ran towards him only to have Bumblebee's holoform to latch onto him and hold him back.

"OPTIMUS!" he screamed as his tears blurred his version.

"Sam, run," the Prime spoke up before he looked at the crying Jonin. "Satoru."

"No," the young Senju breathed as the Prime offlined making him shake his head as he felt empty inside and it was scaring him.

"AUTOBOTS, ATTACK!" Ironhide ordered as they rushed into the clearing and attacking the Decepticons in anger at seeing their dead leader.

"No," the 20-year-old whispered. "NOOOOOOO!" Those fighting paused at the sound that only a lover could make at the lose of the one they loved. "OPTIMUS! OPTIMUS!"

"Bumblebee, get them out of here!" ordered Ratchet as the fighting started up again with the Autobots being beyond anger then before.

"Carrier!" a young metallic male voice called out as Jazz's holoform had to help Bumblebee pull Satoru away from the scene.

All the young Senju did once he was inside Bee's alt mode was sob and scream into the Scout's chest making all Leo, Mikaela, and Sam to flinch at the pain that he was showing.

...My Line...

Jazz, Bumblebee, and the weirdest set of twins that the humans have ever meet drove into an old abandoned manor house and they pulled to a stop in the courtyard and everyone minus Satoru got out. The young Senju had finally stopped sobbing and screaming, but he wouldn't speak to anyone, not even Burakku Raito could get a word out of her. Jazz's holoforms stood with the holoforms of the twins as they kept an eye on the others as well as the Sparkling which allowed Bumblebee to talk to the pinkette.

"Satoru," he whispered softly. "Please say something?"

"H-He's gone, Bee," he whispered. "Optimus is gone. And I never get to tell him that I..." A sob escaped his throat as more tears fall. "That I loved him." Bumblebee looked at him sadly as he had heard what he had yelled. "Dear Kami-sama! There's also the fact that he returns the feelings that I have for him and I should have seen it sooner!" He ended burying his face into the young Scouts chest. "It was like a fragging neon sign staring right in my face and it took him offlining before I saw it." More sobs were heard as he clinch to the Autobots, who just held him closer to him, while rubbing his back. "I lost a good portion of my family...of my clan, and now..." Tearful blue eyes meet a baby blue pair. "And now I've lost the one I love more than anything."

"You still have Burakku Raito, Jazz, your parents, and me, Satoru," the Autobot Scout told him as he held him closer.

"But, how long till I lose all of you as well?" he asked as he looked at the window of his alt mode. "I feel like I'm cursed as everyone that I love ends up dead."

Bumblebee closed his eyes as his own tears fall at the sparkbroken tone in his voice.

"Your not cursed, Satoru," he whispered to him. "Jazz, Burakku Raito, your parents, and myself are still here." Satoru just wiped his eyes. "I am so sorry. I am so sorry that I couldn't protect Sam or even you."

"It's not your fault, Bee," he stated quietly. "So you don't have to apologize." The young Senju then let out a sigh before he moving away from him. "We should join the others."

All the yellow and black Autobot did was nod before Satoru got out of his alt mode followed by his holoform.

"Carrier," a young male voice called out once he was standing outside of the car to which he looked towards where the voice came form, he saw Burakku Raito running towards him before he jumped into his arms to which he held him close to him. "Is Carrier alright?"

"For the most part, sweetie," was his answer before he let out a sigh.

Mikaela walked over to him and pulled him into a hug having never seen her friend in so much pain before before she let the Jonin go. With a sigh Satoru walked walked into the building to see Sam and Leo listening to the news to get an idea of what was going on.

"What we're hearing from the German government is that the world broadcast was a satellite hacking," a male newscaster was heard saying. "The military has just told us they have assumed Condition Delta, which is the highest level we have been at since Nine-Eleven. President Obama is being flown to a bunker somewhere in the middle of the United States in the face of the worst simultaneous attacks ever around the globe." The blue eyed adult moved to join Sam. "The aircraft carrier USS Roosevelt goes down off the East Coast, all hands lost." He let out a sigh while holding his little one close to him. "Worldwide casualties are in the neighborhood of seven thousand, but that number could climb. It's still too early to tell. What we need to ask now is, "who and why?"" What was said next just made him gain an anger look. "The FBI is still trying to locate the two boys, Sam Witwicky and Satoru Senju."

"We believe they have information about the attacks," a spokesperson said. "The FBI, CIA and Interpol are all seeking the cooperation of worldwide law enforcement."

"Hey, bro, you need to listen to this, man," Leo called out to Sam.

"They have a traffic camera spotting Sam, Satoru, and-"

"They have a picture of me, man," Leo informed. "We're dead, bro. FBI, CIA, we are wanted fugitives now!" He ran down to Sam, who had been sitting below him, while Leo freaked out. "I just need you to focus for one minute, man."

"Just stop," Sam groaned as he walked away.

"This thing has blown up to a whole other level, alright," asked Leo while he started to rant making the pinkette to growl. "You-"

"You know what?" he asked as he walked over to him. "Give me this thing." He then took the phone from his hand. "They can track us." He then held it up for him to see. "Do you this?"

The young Senju than throw it onto the ground and stumped on it.

"What?" he squeaked as he followed her outside. "They can track us? Like, satellite track us? Okay, I'm not even with you guys! Technically, I'm like a hostage. This is kidnapping! Enough is..."

"Yo, Le-yo!" Mudflap shouted as they walked past him and his brother in the courtyard.

"That thing's gonna give me a heart attack, I swear," Leo muttered making the 20-year-old blue eyed Shinobi to glare at him while Mudflap and Skids jumped off of the wall.

"That's 'cause yous a wuss," mused Mudflap.

"You guys forced me into that car, right, so-" Leo started which had both Burakku Raito and Satoru to glaring at him.

"Ooh, I think he's scared," Mudflap teased.

"Hey, Mudflap, what are we gonna do with this shrimp taco?" asked Skids while pretending that Leo wasn't there.

"Let's pop a cap in his aft, throw him in the trunk and then nobody gonna known nothing, know what I mean?" asked Mudflap as the Jonin smiled at the idea.

"That's a good idea, Mudflap," he called out with a cackle.

The red beetle former smirked as he got a laugh out of the silver haired male.

"Not in my trunk," Skids protested.

"Yo, bumber cars!"

"Bumber cars?"

"Cut it out," Leo told them. "I'm hearing you. Okay? I'm right here and I can hear you! No one's popping any caps in any asses, okay? I've had a hell! Of a day!"

Sam, Jazz, and Bumblebee all shared a look before they looked back at Satoru, who was unleashing KI.

"You have a hell of a day?" the Jonin asked in a deathly calm tone. "YOU HAVE A HELL OF A DAY?!" Leo back away from him in fear. "Until you have had lost a good deal of those close to you and had to watch some one you cared for and was in love with offline in front of you than and only than can you say that you have had a hell of a day!"

"Go whine to your boyfriend!" growled Mudflap as Skids let out slight whines at the anger and sadness that the blue eyed adult was showing.

"Listen, Sam, I know what I'm gonna do, man," Leo said as he went after Sam again. "Look, I'm just going to go to the authorities and tell them the truth. Like, I had nothing to do with this. So I'm not an accomplice."

"Hey, hey, you wanted this, right?" Sam asked angrily. "You wanted the real deal? Well, that's what this is. Wake up! You're in the middle of it!"

"You want to run?" Satoru growled. "Go ahead! No one's stopping you. Stop complaining."

The Shinobi turned around and walked away form Leo in anger heading over to Bumblebee, who made sure that that his door was opened, allowing him to climb in with Burakku Raito.

...My Line...

"There's nothing that you could have done," Mikaela told Sam once he rejoined them.

"You okay?" he asked her as they hugged.

"Yeah," was his answer before they let go of each other.

Sam then walked over to Bumblebee and Satoru and leaned on a car nearby.

"Bee, Satoru, Jazz, if you guys hate me, I understand," he said making Bee let out an electronic squeal. "I messed up. I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault Sam," Satoru told him. "Expect maybe Megatron."

"He's right," Jazz agreed.

"Young fella, you are the person that I care about most in my life," Bumblebee told him. "If there's anything you need, I won't be far away."

"He's dead because of me," Sam stated solemnly as he sat down beside Mikaela. "He came here to protect me and he's dead."

"There's some things you just can't change," Bumblebee's radio played. "So, he sacrifice for us would not have been in vain. Hallelujah!"

"I'm going to make it right," stated Sam making the 20-year-old narrow his eyes. "I'm going to turn myself in."

"We-we've got to stick together," the young Scout yelped as he transformed back into his alt mode.

"Like Pit you are," growled the young Jonin. "You are not going to let Optimus' death by in vain Samuel James Witwicky!"

"You're not going to do that," Mikaela informed as the Witwicky walked away from her.

"Yes, I am," he told her as he turned to look at her.

"Everything we worked for will be wiped out," exclaimed Bumblebee as he bumbed into Sam. "In one day!"

"You two!" Sam called out as he looked at Skids and Mudflap. "Hey, you know the glyphs? These?" He then showed them a symbol that he had wrote on his arm. "The symbols that have been rattling around in my head?"

"Whoa, that's, that's old school, yo," Skids yelped. "That's that's like...that's Cybertronian!"

"Oh, that's some serious stuff, right there," second his Brother.

"They gotta mean something, like a message or like a map," stated Sam as he thought about it. "Like a map to an Energon source! Can you read this?"

"Read?" asked Skids. "Uh..."

"You see that?" asked Sam. "You see that?"

"We...no," Mudflap finally spoke up. "We don't really do much reading. Not so much."

"If you can't red it, we gotta find somebody, who can," informed Sam as Jazz and Satoru shared a look.

"Look, who came sashaying back," Skids spoke up when Leo returned.

"Hair growing like Chia Pet," stated Mudflap. "Look at him. Look at that."

"I had a bit of a mild panic attack earlier, right?" Leo asked.

"If that's a mild panic attack than I don't want to see a major one," the Senju grumbled under his breath with only Bumblebee and Jazz hearing him.

"That's 'cause you're a pussy," Mudflap told him making the 20-year-old to cackle.

"Ah have to agree with ya there Mudflap," second Jazz with a nod.

"I think I'm allowed that, considering what I've been through," Leo told them.

"What you've been through?" asked the young Jonin in disbelief and anger. "Go through half of what I go through since I was 7 and then come tell me that your allowed a mild panic attack."

Leo looked at him in surprise before looking back at Sam.

"I heard you have a problem," he went on. "I think I know someone, who can help."

"Who?" asked Sam.

"Robo-Warrior," was Leo's answer.

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"Who in Primus Designation is Robo-Warrior?" the silver haired 20-year-old and the Autobot Saboteur asked at the same time.

...My Line...

The next morning, the five Autobots drove down the road while the teens where all in Bumblebee.

"This guy, Robo-Warrior?" asked Leo from where he sat in the front while Mikaela, Satoru, Burakku Raito, and Bumblebee's holoform sat in the back of the Scout's alt mode. "Everything about anything alien, he's supposed to know. One time we revenge-hacked his site and maybe, I saw some of your... uh... alien drawings or whatever."

Mikaela looked over at her silver haired friend, who had his head on Bumblebee's shoulder while Burakku Raito laid on his lap, and a small sad smile came to her face as she looked at him.

...My Line...

All of them got out of the Camaro and looked around before Sam placed on a hat while Satoru ran a hand through his hair as he used a transformation jutsu to change it's color to black and also hide his facial markings just as Jazz joined them.

"This is it," Leo told them. "Yep." He nodded his head. "Deli." He looked at the building. "Good front." He then turned Bumblebee, Jazz, Sam, Mikaela, and Satoru. "Alright, wait here. I'll give you the no-go. Alright?"

The five of them nodded their heads before he went into the deli and after a few minutes of waiting, Sam became impatient.

"Let's just go," he told them.

All five of them walked into the deli and at once Jazz has pushed Satoru behind him, who held Burakku Raito closer to him, as the Saboteur and the Scout glared at a face the Jonin hoped to never see again.

"Robo-Warrior!" Leo yelled as he pointed at the one and only Simmons. "It's him! It's him! That's the guy right there! That's him!"

"No."

"You've got to be kidding me?" asked Sam in disbelief as he took off his hat.

"Frag it," Satoru and Bumblebee both cursed.

"Alright, meat store's closed!" Simmons yelled as the blue eyed teen held his Sparkling closer to him. "Everybody out!"

The young Senju leaned closer to Jazz.

"I don't like this, Jazz," he told him quietly.

"I let him touch you or Burakku Raito, Satoru," he growled lowly. "I promise you that."

A hum of amusement came from his throat as they paid attention to what was going on.

"Wait a minute?" asked Leo in shock. "You know this guy?"

"We're old friend," Sam stated mockingly as Simmons turned and stood in front of him glaring once everyone left the shop.

"Old friends?" he asked. "You're the case that shut down Sector Seven, got the kibosh disbanded." He glanced at the others before look back at Sam. "No more security clearance, no retirement, no nothing. All 'cause of you and your little criminal girlfriend and friend." He then turned to look at the two females. "Look at them now, so mature." This had both Jazz and Bumblebee growling and Simmons raised an eyebrow at them. "And how are they?"

"Jazz and Bumblebee," he answered with a smirk. "This is just their holoforms that all of the Autobots use to blend in."

This made Simmons to roll his eyes though he stayed away from them.

"Moron!" an older woman called out. "Where's the whitefish?"

"Hey," a man yelled. "Don't touch with the pig!"

"Yokov!" Simmons yelled.

"What?"

"You don't get Christmas bonuses standing around!" Simmons stated. "You want those new teeth you saw on Sky Mall?"

"It's my dream."

"Help her out!"

"You live with your mama?" Mikaela asked as both her and the young Senju shared a look.

"No, my mama lives with me," answered Simmons. "It's a big difference."

"No, it's not," the Jonin stated.

"They've got your faces all over the news, alien boys," Simmons told them as he shot a glare at the now once again silver haired male.

Sam looked up at the TV before nodding.

"Yeah, we know," he stated as he looked back.

"And N.B.E.-one," Simmons said. "Still kicking, huh? How did that happen? Don't answer. I don't know what you're hiding, but I don't want anything to do with it. So, good-bye. You never saw me. I got bagels to smear. Vanish."

"Can you give me five seconds?" Sam asked. "Look, hold on, I need your help."

"Reaaaally?" asked Simmons. "You need my help?"

"I need...Look, I am slowly losing my mind, okay?" Sam asked. "I had a little crab-bot plunge a device deep into the soft tissues of my brain and started projecting little alien symbols like a freaking home movie!" He then pointed at Satoru. "Not only that, but Megatron wants to forced Satoru to be his...Mate..." He looked at the two bots before looking back at Simmons. "I think." Two sets of growling was heard, but Sam knew, who it came from. "And on top of that, I'm a wanted fugitive. So, you think you got it rough?"

"You said it projected images off your brain?" asked Simmons though he shot the Jonin a look of pity.

"Right."

"Meat locker, now!"

The Autobot Scout, Saboteur, and Senju shared a look before following the others into the meat locker as Bumblebee went back outside with Burakku Raito.

"Dead pigs."

"Yuck."

"What you're about to see is top secret," Simmons informed them. "Do not tell my mother."

All the 20-year-old did was look at him with a raised eyebrow as he opened a hatch in the floor making white fog to come out of it.

"Swine flu. Not good."

"Now you know," stated Simmons. "Next time you eat a goat or a pig, there's a story behind it. Saaad little story."

They all climbed down into the hatch and when they reached the bottom, all five of them felt their eyes widen at the sight.

"Wow," breathed the young Jonin in a bit of awe as Simmons hit Leo on the hand when it tried to touch a Decepticon head that was in a glass case.

"Ey!" Simmons yelled. "Still radioactive. Hands off." Satoru rolled his eyes before they moved to the table as Simmons started to open up files which had the same symbols as before. "Okay, Cube-brain. Any of these look like the symbols you saw?"

"Where did you get these?"

"Before I got fired, I poached S-7's crown jewel, over 75 years of alien research, which points to one inescapable fact," Simmons said looking at them. "The Transformers, they've been here a long, long time."

"Optimus didn't tell me anything about that," the Jonin stated as he looked over Sam's shoulder. "Neither have Ratchet or Ironhide..." He shot a glare at his guardian. "Or Jazz for that matter."

Said bot raised his hands in the air.

"This is all new to me," he informed him.

"How do I know?" Simmons asked. "Archaeologists found these unexplained markings in ancient ruins all over the world." He walked up to them before opening up the box and slapping pictures on the table. "China. Egypt. Greece." The young Senju looked at them all though his main focus were on the symbols. "Shot in 1932. These the symbols you're seeing in your head?"

"Yeah."

"Same ones over here, right?" Simmons asked Sam while pointing at another picture. "So, tell me, how did they end up all drawing the same things? Aliens. And I think some of them stayed." Satoru and Jazz shared a worried look at this. "Check this out. Project: Black Knife. Robots. In disguise." He placed more pictures onto the table. "Hiding here all along. We detected radioactive signatures all across the country. I pleaded. On my knees with S-7 to investigate it."

"Why didn't they?" asked Jazz.

"They said the readings were infinitesimal, that I...was...obsessed!" he answered. "Me. Can you imagine that?"

"And I wonder why they would have that kind of impression?" asked the 20-year-old sarcastically.

"Megatron said that there was another Energon source here."

"On Earth?"

"No, on Mars," the silver haired Shinobi stated sarcastically. "Of course here on Earth."

"Another source?" asked Simmons while shooting a glare over at the blue eyed adult.

"Okay?" Sam asked. "And that these symbols, the maps in my head, would lead him there."

"You talked to your Autobot friends about this?" Simmons inquired while looking up at the Autobot Saboteur.

"No, no, no, the source is before them," Sam answered. "Whatever the Energon source is, it predates them. It's before them."

"So it comes before them?"

"Correct."

"Well, then we're porked, unless we can talk to a Decepticon," stated Simmons. "I mean, I'm not on speaking terms with them.

"Actually, we are," Mikaela informed as both her and Satoru shared a look.

This had the males all raise an eyebrow at them before the two adults went back out to get the Decepticon and it didn't take them long to return with a box.

"Let me out!"

"This is going to be a little bit sad," Mikaela told them.

"Open it."

Mikaela opened the box before grabbing a chain while pulling him back when he jumped out.

"Whoop."

Leo let out a scream at the sight of the 'Con.

"Whoa!"

"I will have so many Decepticons on your afts!" he shouted making the young Senju to raise the torch that the dark haired girl had handed to him.

"Hey, behave!"

"Easy!"

"What is it, a Decepticon?" asked Sam making the two adults to nod.

"Yeah."

"And ya're training him?" asked Jazz as he looked at the two adults as if they have last their minds.

"I'm trying to."

"I spent my whole adult life combing the planet for aliens," Simmons stated.

"Got to get me off this leash," the 'Con said as it bit the chain.

"And you're carrying around one in your purse like a little chihuahua," the former agent finished.

"Huh?" asked the 'Con as it turned around. "Do you want a throw down, you pubic 'fro-head?"

"I'm sorry," Mikaela spoke up in a soft, sweet, and caring tone. "I'm so sorry about your optic, you know, but if you're good boy-"

"Uh-huh? Uh-huh?"

"Then my friend's not gonna torch your other optic," he went on. "Okay? He's not gonna torch it. Just tell me what these symbols are. Please."

"Alright," agreed the 'Con. "Uh. Oh, I know that. That's the language of the Primes. I don't read it, but these guys... where the frick did you find photos of these guys?"

"Is this they?" asked Sam while holding up some of the pictures.

The little bot nodded.

"Yeah," he answered. "Seekers, pal. Oldest of the old. They've been here thousands of years, looking for something. I don't know what. Nobody tells me nothing, but they'll translate those symbols for you. And I know where to find them."

"Show us," ordered the Autobot Saboteur.

The Decepticon spun around and projected green lasers onto a map, all pointing to different places in the US.

"Closest one's in Washington," stated Simmons.

"Then what are we waiting for?" asked the young Witwicky before they all put everything back.