Chapter 6

This is TheLegacy79 with a sixth chapter. I honestly didn't think I would make it this far. I thought of just doing a story and be done with it. WRONG! I got hooked on it and I can't stop because certain shady characters would put a bounty on my aft. Minimus Prime THIS is the chapter where your surprise comes in. I'm typing at 3:30 in the morning so I might be making more errors than usual. I'm tired but the people must have their dose of fanfiction so here goes nothing. Disclaimer, tell all the good people what is true. (Yawn) I'm so sorry it took me forever to write this been asleep a lot lately.

Disclaimer: TheLegacy79 does not own Transformers Prime or any of its characters. He only owns the other stuff that is NOT in the Transformers series.

Enjoy.

Author's POV

"Ironhide? Is that you?"The yellow mech beeped with astonishment.

"Bumblebee….Arcee?" The black and grey mech responded with just as much astonishment. "What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you the same thing." Bumblebee beeped.

"Ironhide, this isn't the time to be making small talk with our younglings. We need to get Elita some medical help right away. She's losing energon fast." The blue and silver femme next to him said.

"Right, got caught in the moment is all. I just haven't seen them in a while. I missed our little younglings."

Ironhide turned to Bumblebee and Arcee.

"Listen you guys, we need to get Elita some help. Show us where your base is so we can do just that."

The two nodded. Ironhide transformed into a cybertronian looking truck. It still had the trunk bay, (Author's Note: I don't know what it's called. XD), that could be used to carry various things. In this case an injured Elita One.

The femme got out of Bumblebee's way to let him pick up Elita and place her on Ironhide's trunk. She was a little shorter than Arcee and she seemed to be startled at the events that were transpiring. She seemed to be one who liked to kick-back, relax, and make people laugh. Her neon green with a silver trim armor seemed like it was specially made for her. It expressed her individuality and at the same time protected her from the dangers of a battlefield. Her ankles, wrists, elbows, shoulders, and knees were black. She had bright blue optics that looked like they belonged to a cyber-puppy. She had a slim yet solid body. In short she was an attractive femme.

When Bumblebee was done loading Elita onto Ironhide's trunk, he transformed into his own vehicle form. They had to get back to base before Elita lost too much energon.

As they were all heading back, Bumblebee opened a comlink with Ironhide.

"So who is the one who came here with you all?" The yellow muscle car sent over the link.

"Her name is Minimus, Minimus Prime. Why, are you planning on putting the moves on her?' The black mech sent back with an obvious mocking tone to his voice.

"What? No! I just wanted to know who would be living on the base with us. Besides, I'm not looking for a femme right now. Wait, did you say Prime?

"Yeah do you remember when the femmes went into hiding? Well, probably not. You were still very young. Anyway, during that time Elita was pregnant with Minimus and she had to give birth to her while she was on the run. Chromia had to deliver the youngling."

Now was a time of celebration and if there was one mech who appreciated a reuniting, it was Ironhide. When he relaxes he can be a pretty fun mech to be around. However, this was very rare for Ironhide. He would always be so serious and in some bot's optics maybe a little evil. This was actually the exact opposite of Ironhide. He always had a tough mech attitude but inside he was actually very caring. He may have a rough attitude but no matter what happens he would die for any Autobot out there. If you needed to take over a Decepticon base, Ironhide was the one to call. If you needed an operation that would save your life, Ironhide would be the one to donate whatever you needed. If you needed something to blow up, Ironhide was definitely the one you wanted.

A blue and silver motorcycle pulled up beside Bumblebee.

"Bumblebee, I need you to do me a favor." Chromia said

"Yes? What is it?"

"I need you and Arcee to hang around Minimus for awhile. She hasn't had a chance to meet others her age so she might be a little shy."

"Okay, no problem. She's probably going to be hanging around Arcee more than me anyway. If she's really as shy as you say, she will want to be around another femme than a mech."

"Thanks Bumblebee. I knew I could count on you."

The femme switched to a private comlink with her adopted youngling. Bumblebee had a private comlink with most of the team. When he was growing up, the Decepticons were always attacking the base and he needed a way to communicate with the others in-case of emergencies. Chromia's hadn't been used in a long while because of the femme population having to go into hiding during the Great War.

"Don't worry. I already asked Arcee and she's on board with it. She seemed to be more into it when I mentioned that you would be helping." The femme said over the internal link with a teasing tone. "I know what's going on and we will talk about this later youngling."

Even though he couldn't see her faceplates, Bumblebee knew that she was smiling. He was her adopted youngling after all. He had spent his nearly his entire life as her youngling. His original Creators had been gunned down when he was a youngling in the former Autobot city, Iacon. Optimus Prime and Ratchet had found him in the rubble of his old home nest to his offlined parents. They were surprised he wasn't offline himself. It was nothing short of a miracle.

Arcee was found two days later at one of the emergency youth sectors. They were used in-case something happened to the original ones. Like Bumblebee, Arcee was found next to her Creators. Her mother was still hugging Arcee to her cold chassis, protecting her from any harm.

The base came into sight. Bumblebee didn't know whether to happy or worried. They had just found other Autobots and what's more is that two of them are his Guardian Creators. However, they also had an injured and dying Elita One. It was going to be more hectic at the base now, that's for sure. Ratchet with scolding Elita to stop moving around so much with her injures, Optimus telling Ratchet to ease up on her, and Ironhide and Chromia's grunts and moans for when they decided to have some private time. Yeah, quite the hectic base.

Well there you go. Did you hate, like, or love it. Maybe it was somewhere in between. Maybe you should click that amazing button that says review. Yeah, you know what button I'm talking about. THAT button. It's for a good cause if you click it. Each review will give me more and more inspiration to write er….type faster. So click that thing….please? For me? Anyway here's your advice for the chapter. It centers on the readers out there who have been sexually abused by someone.

"Be strong and brave and tell someone. You can't let them get away with it. They don't deserve to be out there enjoying freedom when they have hurt you in such a way. If this has happened to you then it has already passed. By telling someone, YOU prevented it from happening again to you or someone else. YOU can change the future. YOU can bring the person who has hurt you to justice. Don't hesitate. Don't you dare think it was YOUR fault. It wasn't. YOU are the victim. YOU are the one who was hurt. YOU are the one who didn't deserve to have gone through that. Please don't give up on the world. If you give up than you are basically letting that person get away with it. Don't let it slide. The person who hurt you is the kind of person that shouldn't even be counted of as a human being. How can they do that to you. You didn't deserve it. I'm sorry. Everyone is sorry. We are all sorry that we weren't there. I wish I could make it better for you. Help you in any way at all. To help you get through this, but it is done and we can't change that. However, we can change what will happen. Only we can change the future and I want you to be brave enough to tell someone. Please all it takes is a phone call. Please."

To anyone who has already told and the person who did that to you was put in jail. If you don't feel good enough this is what my tio told me what they do to child molesters in jail or prison. They beat them up either until they die or until they are about to die. Depends how quick the guards get there.

So if you ever feel down about it. Think of that person being beat down. It might help.

Anyway, thanks for reading and remember to make your own LEGACY out in this big beautiful world of ours. Make a difference.

I'm out. PEACE!

-TheLegacy79